Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ The Real Me ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Distant Storm 
Anime/Manga: Beyblade Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.31.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Beyblade Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.31.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Completed
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The Real Me
Chapter Four
Distant Storm
AJ smiled at Hilary, who was dressed to impress, in army green cargo pants, and a white racerback tank with a pink beyblade magnum logo on it.
"Alright everyone, I'm DJ Jazzman, and it's about time to get this tournament underway! Can I have challengers thirty-one, and forty-seven to the arena?"
"Well honey, that would be you," AJ said, motioning to the thirty-one that was taped on the back of her shirt. "Give 'em hell, and remember that Kai's watching. Don't make my boyfriend a failure." Hilary looked slightly pale, but AJ shrugged it off. "I was just messing around. You could probably take Tyson on, they way we've been pushing you. Just don't get too cocky, and you'll be fine."
"Thanks." Hilary smiled at her cousin, and looked up at the large luxury suite that the BBA Revolutions sat in, helping the chairman oversee the tournament. She caught the appropriate eyes, and winked. He held up a fist and she nodded. "Don't worry, I think I've got this one taken care of."
Jazzman waited for the girl to approach the beydish, and give her a ready signal. Jazzman's eyes flickered in recognition, and she nodded, to say that she was who he thought.
"Bladers ready?" Both Hilary and her blonde haired opponent nodded. "On my count. Three, two, one."
"Let it rip!" With a thunderous crash, both beyblades landed in the arena. Hilary quickly assessed the situation and slammed into her opponent, knocking his beyblade clear of the dish.
"Well, I guess we have our winner!"
From up in the suite, Kai cracked a smirk. Ray caught it, and looked at him in confusion. "She's pretty good, but I don't know if she'll-"
"She's going to win the entire thing," Kai commented slowly. "And then she's going to challenge one of us."
"You think so?" Dickenson asked. He caught the captain's look, and nodded. "I personally chose her as the favorite to win. She's got spunk." He paused. "She's kind of like the female Tyson."
"So what?" Daichi said, jumping up. "She'll end up getting angry and losing control, and end up out of it real quick."
"I agree," Hiro said, watching in curiousity. "Yet something about her attitude shows that she's not here to play games."
"She came to win," Kai commented. "That's all we need to know."
"Hilary." She heard Kai's voice and walked into the backyard, where Kai and AJ were, clad in bathing suits. "Good job," Kai commented.
"That was easy," She said calmly. "Dickenson said that he figured I would be the choice to win." AJ jumped in the pool, followed by Kai.
"Come on, get your suit on. Like you're tired yet," AJ said. "You're pumped up, aren't you?"
"Well... yeah. I'll be right back."
Hilary ran into the house and threw on her bathing suit, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She used to be just plain skinny, and now, she noticed that muscles had emerged on her torso and her arms, making her look like an actual beyblader. She noticed that Kai's cell phone was ringing as she passed AJ's room, and she grabbed it from off her cousin's bed, pressing the button on the side to check the small cover screen. She was about to answer it, to stop its overactive ringing, when she caught the name.
"Well, I could answer," She said to herself. "Ahh, better not. Kai'd yell at me for ruining my cover." Realizing that she was talking outloud, she shut up, and walked back onto the back patio, that led to the pool. She noticed how Kai was splashing AJ right back. She didn't know that he could even be remotely like this, until she came to Miami. He was a different person, but yet the same traits still resonated through, like his tough exterior, his defensive side, and his protective nature. In a way, it had also been extended to her, like a little sister, of sorts.
"Was that my cell phone?" Kai asked, once she approached the edge of the water.
"Yeah, it was Tyson."
"You didn't answer did you?"
"No." He relaxed against the edge of the pool watching AJ stroke across it evenly. "Could you two be quiet for about two minutes? I just want to see what the hell he wanted at eleven thirty at night." He paused. "Knowing Tyson..."
Kai dialed the cell phone, waiting for an answer. "Hello?" Kai noticed the difference between the voice he expected and the one he had received.
"Hiro, it's Kai. Where's Tyson?" Now, the two girls noted the difference in tone between what they got, and what Tyson and his team mates received.
"Hold on." Kai heard a hand being placed over the phone. "Little brother!" All three winced, hearing the loud mouth of the coach, which was usually barking orders.
"Okay, I am not staying out here while you're in the cool pool," Hilary commented from next to Kai. "Three... two... one..."
"Cowabunga!"
"Kai?" A huge splash sent the teens bobbing up and down in the water, thanks to Hilary's cannonball.
"What do you want Tyson?"
"Dude, that sounded like a pool. You're in a pool aren't you?"
"No." His voice didn't waver, though both girls were watching him, eyebrows quirked. These two could be a mile away and know he was lying.
"What was that 'whoosh' sound? It sounded like someone just jumped into a pool."
A snickering sound was heard on Tyson's end of the conversation.
"Tell Ray to shut up, and it was the television."
Tyson wasn't convinced. "Dude, I know you, and if it doesn't have anything to do with beyblade, you don't usually watch it. "Now what the hell was that sound?"
"Just tell me what the hell you want Tyson!" Kai demanded. These questions were pissing him off. AJ noticed and came over to the side of the pool, next to him, and placed two wet hands on his shoulders, calming him down considerably. Had he not been on the phone, he would've shivered.
"Dude, Dickenson said that he wanted us to meet up at nine tomarrow. Jeez, I was just trying to inform-" Kai shut the phone and threw it up on top of the pile of towels on one of the three lounge chairs.
"He should know by now that he should just leave a voice mail."
AJ smiled at him. "Poor kid. You hang up on him a lot, don't you?"
"You would too if he stole your phone and made a ringtone that said 'I'm too sexy for my scarf.'" AJ started cracking up, causing him to break away from her grip.
"Don't make me get all mushy on you, baby," AJ said, as he began to push himself up to get out of the pool. She followed his dripping wet self, which was turned away from him. "Come on, Kai, I didn't know you were that sensitive."
"Hn." She looked kind of scared, not used to his colder side, especially when it was used on her.
"Kai, please..." He turned around and picked her up, walking to the edge of the pool.
"Come on, you really thought I was pissed?"
"It wouldn't be the first time." She paused, seeing their location. "You aren't. I'll beat you." She looked up at him, catching his smirk. "Actually, I think you'd like that."
"He would," Hilary supplied. "Knowing Kai."
"I hate you," she said, as he jumped. When they came back up, she smiled, contently, as Kai came up behind her.
"You weren't supposed to steal my air."
Meanwhile, Kai was standing with his team mates, discussing random things, when the conversation turned to girls, and girlfriends. He shrugged when they asked him, though Ray had elbowed him. They might have decided to share their number one priority, beyblade, with another priority, girls, but Kai knew his team mates would never change. It was nice to be back with them, as much as Kai would never admit it to his team. They had all grown up, even Tyson and Daichi.
"Wow," Max commented, watching a red headed girl walk by to sit on the stands. "She's hot."
"Dude, a girl who beyblades would be hotter," Tyson said, checking the area. "Ooh," The champion proclaimed. "Look at that one."
Kai smirked. Well, I guess we won't have to bait him, the captain thought. Hilary walked toward the main battle area, leaving behind the more shady area of trees. Over her brown eyes were a pair of sunglasses, and she wore the same outfit as before, with the exception of her shirt, being black instead of white, showing off her tanned skin even more.
"Hey," Hilary commented to them. Kai was getting interested in this. AJ followed her cousin, approaching the championship team. Ray nudged Kai, a factor that no one noted. AJ was wearing tight flared jeans and a backless white tank that tied around the small of her back and behind her neck. Kai clenched his fists, and Ray smiled at AJ.
"Whoa," Hiro said. "Max, I'm going to have to apply your last statement here." Kai glared at Hiro, who was refering to AJ, though the coach didn't catch it.
"What?" AJ asked, looking at the blue haired coach, who, like his brother with Hilary, was nearly drooling. "I heard you call that red head hot," She said to Max, who gulped.
Hilary smiled at Tyson, who was at a loss for words. Hiro nodded. "You're hot," The coach said. She shrugged.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Uhh..." He looked at her, cluelessly, and Kai took a step forward, glad to cut in.
"This is AJ Carson, the US champion." Kai supplied. "And I presume that this is your cousin?"
"Yeah," Hilary said. She was impressed with his ability to lie, to the people who he valued as his closest friends. Personally, the brunette wondered if she was closer to him now than they were. "I'm in the first round."
AJ looked at Hiro, who was shocked that this girl was the US Champion. "Well, I'm going to sit down." She winked. "And just so you know," she said, getting close to Hiro's face, "I don't think you'll ever have a shot with me." She turned around and walked away, leaving Hilary alone. Kai smirked. That was his girl. Walking away, she couldn't resist it. "What a loser." The rest of the team started laughing at the coach, who had just been completely rejected.
Ray leaned over to Kai. "Yep, she's definitely with you. Got the attitude to prove it."
"It's time," Jazzman called, "To get the semi-finals underway."
"That's my cue," Hilary said, turning away from Tyson. He grabbed her wrist.
"Can I at least know your name?" He asked. She nodded.
"My name is Hilary," she said.
"That's my best friend's name," Tyson responded. Everyone else looked at her carefully. This tanned, muscular girl was not the Hilary they knew. They all shrugged it off, calling it coincedince.
"I've heard of her," Hilary said. In her mind, she wanted to just say it and get it over with now, but she knew she wasn't going to admit anything until she was a champion. If she won, she would tell him. If she didn't, well, to her that wasn't an option. "Wish me luck," she said, running off to the main battle area.
"You've got it." Tyson responded, flashing her a lopsided smile. Kai smirked. Wasn't Tyson the one who would be needing luck when this was all over?
i prolly don't know when I'll get to the next update, i've got to update my other three beyblade stories too, so you should definitely check them out.... and you know, reviews make me update faster.....
x3 Distant Storm
thanks to my reviewers:
Jess
BirdsofPrey9832
ileftmybraininmylocker
M ajestic Evil
MuLan12365
Kendo Baby
hopeless-romatic121
and finally to YOU, the person who reads and doesn't review. my hit counter thanks you.
The Real Me
Chapter Four
Distant Storm
x x x
"Welcome, to the BBA's USA Open Tournament," Mr. Dickenson said, his voice echoing over the speakers. "There are many of you, but by the end of the week, there will only be one winner! Good luck to all."AJ smiled at Hilary, who was dressed to impress, in army green cargo pants, and a white racerback tank with a pink beyblade magnum logo on it.
"Alright everyone, I'm DJ Jazzman, and it's about time to get this tournament underway! Can I have challengers thirty-one, and forty-seven to the arena?"
"Well honey, that would be you," AJ said, motioning to the thirty-one that was taped on the back of her shirt. "Give 'em hell, and remember that Kai's watching. Don't make my boyfriend a failure." Hilary looked slightly pale, but AJ shrugged it off. "I was just messing around. You could probably take Tyson on, they way we've been pushing you. Just don't get too cocky, and you'll be fine."
"Thanks." Hilary smiled at her cousin, and looked up at the large luxury suite that the BBA Revolutions sat in, helping the chairman oversee the tournament. She caught the appropriate eyes, and winked. He held up a fist and she nodded. "Don't worry, I think I've got this one taken care of."
Jazzman waited for the girl to approach the beydish, and give her a ready signal. Jazzman's eyes flickered in recognition, and she nodded, to say that she was who he thought.
"Bladers ready?" Both Hilary and her blonde haired opponent nodded. "On my count. Three, two, one."
"Let it rip!" With a thunderous crash, both beyblades landed in the arena. Hilary quickly assessed the situation and slammed into her opponent, knocking his beyblade clear of the dish.
"Well, I guess we have our winner!"
From up in the suite, Kai cracked a smirk. Ray caught it, and looked at him in confusion. "She's pretty good, but I don't know if she'll-"
"She's going to win the entire thing," Kai commented slowly. "And then she's going to challenge one of us."
"You think so?" Dickenson asked. He caught the captain's look, and nodded. "I personally chose her as the favorite to win. She's got spunk." He paused. "She's kind of like the female Tyson."
"So what?" Daichi said, jumping up. "She'll end up getting angry and losing control, and end up out of it real quick."
"I agree," Hiro said, watching in curiousity. "Yet something about her attitude shows that she's not here to play games."
"She came to win," Kai commented. "That's all we need to know."
x x x
Hilary threw her bags on the floor, leaving them right in the doorway. She would be the first one out in the morning anyway, for training before the second round of qualifiers began."Hilary." She heard Kai's voice and walked into the backyard, where Kai and AJ were, clad in bathing suits. "Good job," Kai commented.
"That was easy," She said calmly. "Dickenson said that he figured I would be the choice to win." AJ jumped in the pool, followed by Kai.
"Come on, get your suit on. Like you're tired yet," AJ said. "You're pumped up, aren't you?"
"Well... yeah. I'll be right back."
Hilary ran into the house and threw on her bathing suit, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She used to be just plain skinny, and now, she noticed that muscles had emerged on her torso and her arms, making her look like an actual beyblader. She noticed that Kai's cell phone was ringing as she passed AJ's room, and she grabbed it from off her cousin's bed, pressing the button on the side to check the small cover screen. She was about to answer it, to stop its overactive ringing, when she caught the name.
"Well, I could answer," She said to herself. "Ahh, better not. Kai'd yell at me for ruining my cover." Realizing that she was talking outloud, she shut up, and walked back onto the back patio, that led to the pool. She noticed how Kai was splashing AJ right back. She didn't know that he could even be remotely like this, until she came to Miami. He was a different person, but yet the same traits still resonated through, like his tough exterior, his defensive side, and his protective nature. In a way, it had also been extended to her, like a little sister, of sorts.
"Was that my cell phone?" Kai asked, once she approached the edge of the water.
"Yeah, it was Tyson."
"You didn't answer did you?"
"No." He relaxed against the edge of the pool watching AJ stroke across it evenly. "Could you two be quiet for about two minutes? I just want to see what the hell he wanted at eleven thirty at night." He paused. "Knowing Tyson..."
Kai dialed the cell phone, waiting for an answer. "Hello?" Kai noticed the difference between the voice he expected and the one he had received.
"Hiro, it's Kai. Where's Tyson?" Now, the two girls noted the difference in tone between what they got, and what Tyson and his team mates received.
"Hold on." Kai heard a hand being placed over the phone. "Little brother!" All three winced, hearing the loud mouth of the coach, which was usually barking orders.
"Okay, I am not staying out here while you're in the cool pool," Hilary commented from next to Kai. "Three... two... one..."
"Cowabunga!"
"Kai?" A huge splash sent the teens bobbing up and down in the water, thanks to Hilary's cannonball.
"What do you want Tyson?"
"Dude, that sounded like a pool. You're in a pool aren't you?"
"No." His voice didn't waver, though both girls were watching him, eyebrows quirked. These two could be a mile away and know he was lying.
"What was that 'whoosh' sound? It sounded like someone just jumped into a pool."
A snickering sound was heard on Tyson's end of the conversation.
"Tell Ray to shut up, and it was the television."
Tyson wasn't convinced. "Dude, I know you, and if it doesn't have anything to do with beyblade, you don't usually watch it. "Now what the hell was that sound?"
"Just tell me what the hell you want Tyson!" Kai demanded. These questions were pissing him off. AJ noticed and came over to the side of the pool, next to him, and placed two wet hands on his shoulders, calming him down considerably. Had he not been on the phone, he would've shivered.
"Dude, Dickenson said that he wanted us to meet up at nine tomarrow. Jeez, I was just trying to inform-" Kai shut the phone and threw it up on top of the pile of towels on one of the three lounge chairs.
"He should know by now that he should just leave a voice mail."
AJ smiled at him. "Poor kid. You hang up on him a lot, don't you?"
"You would too if he stole your phone and made a ringtone that said 'I'm too sexy for my scarf.'" AJ started cracking up, causing him to break away from her grip.
"Don't make me get all mushy on you, baby," AJ said, as he began to push himself up to get out of the pool. She followed his dripping wet self, which was turned away from him. "Come on, Kai, I didn't know you were that sensitive."
"Hn." She looked kind of scared, not used to his colder side, especially when it was used on her.
"Kai, please..." He turned around and picked her up, walking to the edge of the pool.
"Come on, you really thought I was pissed?"
"It wouldn't be the first time." She paused, seeing their location. "You aren't. I'll beat you." She looked up at him, catching his smirk. "Actually, I think you'd like that."
"He would," Hilary supplied. "Knowing Kai."
"I hate you," she said, as he jumped. When they came back up, she smiled, contently, as Kai came up behind her.
"You weren't supposed to steal my air."
x x x
Two days later, the semi finals began, leaving Hilary among sixteen other competitors. It was a bright day, and this leg of the tournament was to be held outside, in one of Miami's biggest parks. Hilary dropped her red duffel bag near a tree, making sure her launcher, beyblade, and tournament ID were all on her before checking out the rest of the venue.Meanwhile, Kai was standing with his team mates, discussing random things, when the conversation turned to girls, and girlfriends. He shrugged when they asked him, though Ray had elbowed him. They might have decided to share their number one priority, beyblade, with another priority, girls, but Kai knew his team mates would never change. It was nice to be back with them, as much as Kai would never admit it to his team. They had all grown up, even Tyson and Daichi.
"Wow," Max commented, watching a red headed girl walk by to sit on the stands. "She's hot."
"Dude, a girl who beyblades would be hotter," Tyson said, checking the area. "Ooh," The champion proclaimed. "Look at that one."
Kai smirked. Well, I guess we won't have to bait him, the captain thought. Hilary walked toward the main battle area, leaving behind the more shady area of trees. Over her brown eyes were a pair of sunglasses, and she wore the same outfit as before, with the exception of her shirt, being black instead of white, showing off her tanned skin even more.
"Hey," Hilary commented to them. Kai was getting interested in this. AJ followed her cousin, approaching the championship team. Ray nudged Kai, a factor that no one noted. AJ was wearing tight flared jeans and a backless white tank that tied around the small of her back and behind her neck. Kai clenched his fists, and Ray smiled at AJ.
"Whoa," Hiro said. "Max, I'm going to have to apply your last statement here." Kai glared at Hiro, who was refering to AJ, though the coach didn't catch it.
"What?" AJ asked, looking at the blue haired coach, who, like his brother with Hilary, was nearly drooling. "I heard you call that red head hot," She said to Max, who gulped.
Hilary smiled at Tyson, who was at a loss for words. Hiro nodded. "You're hot," The coach said. She shrugged.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Uhh..." He looked at her, cluelessly, and Kai took a step forward, glad to cut in.
"This is AJ Carson, the US champion." Kai supplied. "And I presume that this is your cousin?"
"Yeah," Hilary said. She was impressed with his ability to lie, to the people who he valued as his closest friends. Personally, the brunette wondered if she was closer to him now than they were. "I'm in the first round."
AJ looked at Hiro, who was shocked that this girl was the US Champion. "Well, I'm going to sit down." She winked. "And just so you know," she said, getting close to Hiro's face, "I don't think you'll ever have a shot with me." She turned around and walked away, leaving Hilary alone. Kai smirked. That was his girl. Walking away, she couldn't resist it. "What a loser." The rest of the team started laughing at the coach, who had just been completely rejected.
Ray leaned over to Kai. "Yep, she's definitely with you. Got the attitude to prove it."
"It's time," Jazzman called, "To get the semi-finals underway."
"That's my cue," Hilary said, turning away from Tyson. He grabbed her wrist.
"Can I at least know your name?" He asked. She nodded.
"My name is Hilary," she said.
"That's my best friend's name," Tyson responded. Everyone else looked at her carefully. This tanned, muscular girl was not the Hilary they knew. They all shrugged it off, calling it coincedince.
"I've heard of her," Hilary said. In her mind, she wanted to just say it and get it over with now, but she knew she wasn't going to admit anything until she was a champion. If she won, she would tell him. If she didn't, well, to her that wasn't an option. "Wish me luck," she said, running off to the main battle area.
"You've got it." Tyson responded, flashing her a lopsided smile. Kai smirked. Wasn't Tyson the one who would be needing luck when this was all over?
x x x
thanks for reading, and please review. let me know what you want more of(other than the TyHil, that's a given and coming up, and so is the awesome part for those of us who want to see some getting even(XD).i prolly don't know when I'll get to the next update, i've got to update my other three beyblade stories too, so you should definitely check them out.... and you know, reviews make me update faster.....
x3 Distant Storm