Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ The Real Me ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

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The Real Me
Chapter Two
Distant Storm

Hilary grabbed her duffel bag and threw it haphazardly over her shoulder, and turned around, waiting for her cousin. She spotted her, waving, over by the main exit. Running as fast as the extra twenty pounds would allow, she approached AJ, who hugged her right back.

"How are you?" Hilary asked, holding out her cousin at an arm's length. She looked up at AJ's hair, which looked like it had faded into a light golden brown with some darker highlights. "Oh man, I thought you said that you didn't want any blonde in your hair."

"I didn't, but I got into a fight with my boyfriend involving some sun in, and it ended up on my hair."

"Boyfriend?" Hilary's brown eyes grew wide as she stared into AJ's green ones.

"I'll explain later. Come on, let's get back to my place." AJ stood about an inch taller than Hilary, but her messy hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

Once they got into the car, they drove to AJ's house, which was more like her parents' mansion; yet her parents were never home. Quickly, Hilary unpacked the majority of her stuff, throwing it on one of the many guest room beds. It surprised her, however, when one of the five guest rooms, the one closest to AJ's, looked like it was recently used. She figured she had a friend spend the night or something the day before and shrugged it off, grabbing a change of clothes and heading downstairs to the kitchen, where her cousin waited.

"Audrey, it's mom and dad- message deleted."

"Checking messages?"

"Yep." AJ turned back to the phone, car keys in hand.

"Hey you, pick up your phone.... alright, fine, don't. Call me back." The message ended and AJ deleted it.

"Audrey, I'm going to kill you. Okay, not really. You know, you ought to have your cell phone on, I'm getting annoyed." The girl deleted the message, closing her eyes in annoyance and looking back at her cousin.

"And to think this all happened in the course of about an hour."

"Was that your boyfriend?" Hilary opened the refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of water, while her cousin held a can of Arizona's Green Tea, her own secret addiction.

"Yes."

"He sounds kind of like someone I know." Hilary paused. "Oh well, you said that we needed to get to headquarters to get me registered?"

"Yeah, and we need to see what you can do."

Secretly, though he refused to admit it, Tyson was getting worried. It had been almost a week since he had last talked to Hilary, and she had left angry. She hadn't even bothered to show up, or answer his phone calls. So, he figured he'd call one final time and see what was going on. Even if she wasn't there, her mom would probably give her some answers.

"Hello?" Tyson's stomach twisted. Someone had finally answered, but it wasn't Hilary.

"Hi, it's Tyson. Is Hilary around?"

"No, I'm sorry, she's not in the country."

"What?" Tyson nearly dropped the phone. She definitely had gone and done something drastic. And he was now even more concerned.

"She's in the United States, visiting a cousin. When she calls, do you want me to tell her to call you?"

"Uhh," Tyson considered it for a moment. Should he really try to pry into her life? After all, she hadn't listened before. "No, it's alright. I was just wondering, you know?"

"Of course."

"Do you know when she'll be back?" Tyson hoped this would be a temporary thing, and that she hadn't completely left their lives.

"No, I don't. She left me a note, because I was visiting her grandmother in Hong Kong."

"Alright, well, thanks for telling me, I appreciate it."

"No problem honey," The woman said, hanging up the phone.

Tyson threw the phone against the wall hearing the plastic device slam, then fall to the ground completely fine, with only a harmless scratch.

"Tyson! Are you okay?" Hiro, Daichi, and Kenny came running into the room.

"I need to train," Tyson said, brushing past them.

"She's being stubborn, isn't she," Hiro commented. Tyson shook his head.

"No, she left the god damn country." Tyson exited the room leaving the three to look at each other in shock. Hilary was a drastic person, but not that drastic.

"I told you she was serious," Daichi commented. "She's gonna come back and tell him what for."

"I doubt it," Hiro said. "But she sure is messing with his head." The coach looked to Kenny. "Hey Chief, call Max, Ray, and Kai, and let them know that Hilary isn't here anymore. I wouldn't doubt that she's going to show up near one of them." Kenny nodded and left the room, first grabbing the phone off the floor.

"I hope doesn't do something stupid."

"Me too."
"Me three!" The two older boys sweat dropped.

"Daichi...."

"Well, AJ, I'd have to say that I love your hair." AJ rolled her eyes at the chairman's comments. Typical, love the blonde, she thought. She and Hilary were sitting in oversized chairs in his office. "Now then, I'm sure you didn't just come here to chat. And of course, Miss Hilary, it is always a pleasure to see you though you're going to be pretty far from home."

"You can't tell any of the guys that I'm here. They'll freak. Especially Tyson."

"Of course," Dickenson said, curiosity mounting. "But what do you need?"

"Contract papers. My cousin plans on entering the tournament here in Miami in a few months, and I thought I'd get her signed up early."

"Hn... you're sure about this?" Hilary jumped in her seat.

"K-Kai?"The brunette turned around, shock present on her face. "Wh-what're you doing here?"

AJ smiled and looked at Dickenson, who was happy to apparently be on the informed side of the conversation. "He's here on business, what else?" The chairman relaxed and looked at the eighteen year old boy. Hilary was a year younger than both Kai and AJ, making her the youngest in the room.

"How's business anyway?" AJ asked, looking at him quizzically.

"What do you think?" Kai's voice dripped with sarcasm, which AJ just shook off. Hilary thought back to the answering machine incident, and a light bulb flashed on in her head. Kai continued. "Nice hair, loser." Dickenson rolled his eyes. He knew the two of them pretty well, and, if the old man remembered correctly, it was AJ who let him stay at her home.

"You're the one who dumped the sun-in stuff on it, I blame you." Kai shrugged, taking a seat on the couch that was also placed in the room. AJ came and sat next to him. "If I become a dumb blonde, who's fault would that be?"

"First, it wouldn't happen and second, yours. You let it soak in."
Dickenson cleared his throat. "So Hilary, you're going to enter the tournament in a few months?" The girl nodded, and was passed a sheet of paper and a pen. "Well, I guess that your cousin will be training you?"
"Of course," AJ supplied.

"And I'll be helping her too," Kai said suddenly. Hilary looked back at him. A red warning light came on in her head. Maybe, she thought, it was true. Or she could be imagining it. "If it's okay with you, AJ."

Okay, she figured, it was all becoming very real very quickly. "No, you aren't allowed. You only live with me."

If Hilary had been drinking something at that point in time, she figured that Mr. Stanley Dickenson would be covered in it. "Did you just say that he... and you?"

"Yes." AJ leaned forward. "Don't worry, this will be a good experience," She guaranteed. Kai nodded.

"Tyson won't be too happy," The captain said. "But then again, I will be." AJ hit him on the arm, causing him to look at her in surprise. "What?" He asked quietly. Hilary watched them argue on, like a married couple.

"What, are you two like best friends or something?"

"Hilary, I thought you were smarter than that," AJ said. "It was his voice on the answering machine."

"You're my cousin's boyfriend? The one she's been with for over six months?" Hilary looked to Dickenson, appearing angry. "And you knew about this?" She had both fists on the edge of his mahogany desk, and was almost touching noses with the chairman, who looked pretty scared.

"He's been keeping it a secret," Kai said. Hilary nodded, somewhat dazed, then turned her attention back to the contracts.

"I have a feeling," she said at last, "that this is going to be quite the little escapade."

"You're telling me."

"Oh, and before I do go through with this, you aren't going to be completely mushy are you?"

"Do you know who you're talking to?" Hilary blinked and looked over at Kai, who had said more in the past five minutes than she thought he had ever spoken in his lifetime.

"Oh yeah, sorry, Kai." Kai nodded, content for the moment. He retreated back into his quiet, reserved manor. AJ started laughing.

"Dickenson, do you know anything more about that mission you wanted me for?" The man spun his chair around, facing the large wall of windows that was previously behind him.

"No. However, I might be able to use both you and your cousin. So long as she's as good as I think she's going to be."

"I guarantee she'll be twice as good," Kai said. "She wants to beat Tyson. After all, doesn't everyone?" AJ nodded.

"I'd like to wipe the floor with his scrawny little ass." Silence followed.

"You know, you shouldn't swear," Dickenson said. She shrugged and muttered an apology, which Kai tried not to laugh at. "Now, however, I'm going to have to get going. I have a meeting at noon."

"Alright, we'll let you get prepared," AJ said, and the group walked to the door.

"Hilary," Dickenson called. The young woman turned in curiosity. "Good luck. And your secret is safe with me."

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