Nothing much on my mind today I'm just really in the mood to write!

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade just my character and plot that I've created.

Chapter 13:

Voices surrounded her, but she couldn't understand what was going on. They seemed upset, did she do something wrong? Who was it around her anyways? Her head hurt really bad. This was probably the worst headache she'd ever had in her life. Why couldn't everyone just quiet down while she was trying to sleep? Well it wasn't fair she shouldn't expect them to watch Issac just because she wasn't feeling good. It was hard to open her eyes though, her eyelids felt like a ton. Something was wrong though. What happened? Oh yea she was fighting that Julia girl. She'd called her son something mean and it had angered her. It always angered her whenever someone spoke ill of Issac. Whatever they had to say about her was fine, but he was a child and hadn't done anything wrong.

A strong smell engulfed her and she couldn't help but cough due to the strong stench. It seemed to make the people around her excited when she did that. Woah these people were strange. Then her face was being smacked and she didn't like that. She opened her eyes a crack to see three worried sets of eyes staring down at her. Magenta, lavender, and brown. Her boys looked to be in a panic. She felt the back of her head and saw the blood on her hand.

"Ana how many fingers am I holding up?" she guessed it was Ian or was it Bryan asking that question?

She looked at the image and squinted to count.

"6?" she asked

"Close enough." Ian said "It was two."

"We called an ambulance." Bryan pushed the little man aside.

"What happened?"

"That bitch pushed you." Spencer cursed.

That was strange. Spencer never cursed. She must be losing her mind. That was some hard hit she had taken to her head. Julia..oh yea she had some business to finish taking care of. The guys tried to hold her down as she moved to get up.

"No no just lay there. Your not ok right now." Bryan demanded

She pushed them away and stumbled to get up. They made movements like they were waiting for her to collapse. Her green eyes surveyed the property looking for her target. She saw the brunette getting yelled at and scared for her life. Tala was angry beyond belief and hadn't noticed she was up yet. He punched the house right next to his ex's head making her flinch and leaving a mark in the building. There were so many curse words flowing out of his mouth that she made a point she'd have to threaten him with a bar of soap later. The darkness engulfed her and she felt herself falling again.

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He was furious and couldn't think straight. They were waiting for the test results of Ana's MRI scan. The doctors had told them she needed stitches and it was highly possible she had suffered a minor concussion. Never in his mind had he thought Julia would sink so low as to hurt someone physically. His stomach was twisted in knots and he was even more disgusted with himself than he ever had been in his entire life.

Ana was a wonderful woman and didn't deserve to be treated like that. She had done nothing wrong and because of him she had gotten mixed up in his crap. It was his fault for her injuries. He had his face buried in his hand to try and hide the embarrassment he felt. Every ounce of will power he had built up over the years had been used to not hit the brunette. There was a first time for everything and it was the first time in his life that he'd ever wanted to hit a woman. Beside him the other guys were quiet with the exception of Ian occasionally hitting on certain nurses as they walked past him. The scene was the only thing slightly lightening the mood hanging over their group. He spotted the doctor and stood up quickly causing them all to stand at attention.

The doctor explained that she had indeed suffered a minor concussion and would require a lot of rest for the next few days. She had also received stitches on the back of her head, but so she wouldn't freak out they didn't shave her head or anything to sew them in. All they had done was cut hair as a layer underneath so it wasn't noticeable. She was at the moment resting comfortably in her room and could go home in a couple of hours.

"Spencer check on Issac and then meet us in Ana's room." Bryan ordered before walking ahead of everyone.

It was pretty transparent that the lilac-haired man was the most worried out of everyone. This of course made Tala feel even worse than he already did.

They entered the hospital room to see she was awake and smiling.

"Hey guys." she grinned.

"You scared the crap out of us." Ian blurted. "What were you thinking getting into a fist fight?"

"Duh I wasn't thinking." she laughed at him.

They looked at her confused.

"That sounded lame."

Spencer punched Ian upside the head with annoyance. The little guy groaned in pain and rubbed the sore spot finally shutting up.

"Don't be mean Spence."

He watched them all interacting and quietly stood there not knowing what to say. Well the only thing he could think of was sorry, but it didn't seem good enough.

"Well the doc says you can go home in a couple hours, but you're going to take it easy for a little while."

"Sorry for being so much trouble." she smiled rubbing her head. "Ow."

She laughed after accidentally hitting her sore spot. There was a momentary awkward silence broken by the sound of Ian's stomach rumbling from hunger. Bryan and Spencer glared at him and he smiled while walking backwards towards the door. Their stomachs followed suit and so did the small blush.

"Well we're gonna get something to eat really fast and then come back." Bryan rubbed her shoulder and headed for the door.

"Oh can you bring me something sweet back? They tried getting me to eat some healthy crap and it was gross." she called out.

They waved and left causing her to finally notice him. She grinned and shrugged her shoulders at him. It made him frown more.

"Stop being a sourpuss."

He opened his mouth and closed it. She laughed at him and told him he looked like a red fish. A positive influence. That what she was for him. He sat on the bed next to her and started to say sorry, but she smacked him across the cheek. Dumbfounded he sat there looking at her.

"Don't apologize for that witch. You're better than that and if I ever see you sulking over her again I'm going to hit you harder next time. Women like that don't have a right to make good men like you feel worthless, because you aren't. A plus to you as well is that you're really great with kids too."

She smiled at him warmly and patted his hand with her own. Some people would be disgusted with a girl who was as nice as her.

"I don't know how you came to be the person that you are now, but I'm glad you're here." he told her in a completely honest tone.

"Aw look at you being all super sweet so I won't smack you for absentmindedly apologizing." she cooed while ruffling his hair then she playfully popped him not making it sting this time.

She was different, and it was a good different. Having her around was like a breath of fresh air. He was enjoying this fresh air. Her green eyes glistened brightly and he noticed for the first time the blue flecks in them. Perhaps he didn't have that big of a thing for girls with green eyes after all.