Well, I've came out of 'retirement' because this is a story that's been kicking about in my mind for some time and the only way to get it out is to pen it down. It'll be quite a short story, about 5 chapters or so with a sequel of about the same length. This is like nothing else I've ever written and is inspired by the song 'Beasts' by Slow Moving Millie.

So, without further ado, I give you "My Fairy Tale"

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade

Chapter 1

A warm hand slid into her own and she felt her eyes stir, slowly at first, blinded by the bright sunshine spilling into the room. Sleepily she looked up at the owner of the hand and smiled. However it was short lived as she saw the tears running down her mothers face. Confused she tried to call out to her but no sound would leave her lips. She tried to squeeze her mother's fingers but couldn't make her own move. Scared, she looked around her, able to move her neck and no more.

Where was she?

This place, unfamiliar, white, haunting. The slight movement was enough to catch her mother's attention and caused her eyes to widen in disbelief.

"Oh, Hilary," she whispered.

Hilary tried to sit up but found she couldn't; not by physical immobility but because there were restraints across her chest. Panicked, she tried to lift her arms, feeling the blood return to her previously numb extremities but found these two were immobile, shackled to the bed by soft leather.

Finding her voice she began to scream. No real words came out but only sound.

Her mother's hand grabbed onto her shoulders in a bid to soothe her. "Hilary, please stop! Keep calm! It's okay, I'm here baby. You're okay." Hilary continued to thrash. She heard more people enter the room but her eyes didn't register any faces, only white uniforms. White, white, white everywhere. Where was her colour? "We're trying to help you. Stop it, for me! What should we do?" This last question wasn't directed at her but to some one else, an unfamiliar face.

"We can't sedate her or she may recline again," the face's male voice replied. "Talk to her, she knows who you are. Convince her to stay."

The warm hand moved to her cheek, stroking it. Despite the situation, Hilary felt herself calming like she would when she was a child awakening from a nightmare. She looked into her mother's pale blue eyes full of hope, full of...fear? Fear for her? Why was her own mother scared of her? And what did this man mean by stay? Stay where? Here? Why would she want to?

"Mum," Hilary's voice whispered. "Let me go."

Slowly, her mother shook her head. The panic began to build up inside her chest again. She screamed and screamed and screamed and

Screaming, Hilary shot up in her bed, chest rising and falling heavily. She could feel beads of sweat on her face. Gradually the reality dawned on her. It was a nightmare, just a nightmare. Looking around her, she took in all her familiar surroundings: wardrobe, chest of drawers, dressing table, all there and accounted for. And of course, the pink and lilac décor. Normality. Feeling exhausted she fell back on her bed and turned to look at her clock. It was seven thirty. Her alarm wasn't due to go off for another hour but grudgingly she knew that now she was awake there was no chance of her falling back asleep.

Stretching and taking enjoyment in the freedom of her movement, she rolled out of bed and reset her alarm to be used another day. She drew back her curtain and smiled. The morning was glorious. The sun was shining and only friendly white clouds dared to venture into the blue sky. It was a perfect summers day. Perhaps it was the terror of her dream, but this morning in particular she felt free, grateful just to be living. The birds had already began to sing, probably up for hours already. She looked at her smiling form in the mirror. Although she was just awake she still looked remarkably pretty, beautiful even. Her chocolate brown hair, though tousled by her restless sleep, was shining and bouncing with health. Even her flawless skin seemed to glow. Everything just seemed so...wonderful. Strange how nightmares seemed to have that effect on the mentality.

Although she would be very early, she decided just to get ready and make her way to the training centre. With any luck Kai would be there already and she could talk to him for a little while before the others arrived. Kai Hiwatari been her boyfriend for as long as she could remember and her second favourite person in the entire world and one of her most trusted friends. Her first, of course, were her collective family. There were only four of them but they were the most tight knit family she knew of: her mother, father, older brother and her. Not only were they close but they never wanted for anything. Her father was a high flying bank executive, earning enough money so her mother could stay at home and look after them. However, now that she and her brother were older her mother had taken up her retraining as a part time nurse, working three days a week.

It never took her very long to get ready. A shower, blowdry, touch of make up and pretty outfit later she had left her house with a slight skip in her step, first saying good bye to her parents who were amazed to find her up so early during the summer holidays. Although one of her parents nearly always offered to drive her, she rarely accepted a lift unless it was raining. It was only a twenty minute walk and in the summer sunshine, it was a lovely one. Letting her mind wander, she tried to think of the last time it had rained and found she couldn't. What a perfect summer they were having. As she passed her neighbours house she returned the wave given to her and bade them good morning. She loved that about this neighbourhood. Everyone was so friendly, so welcoming. Not that she'd every had the chance to experience another one. She had lived in the same house all her life with the same neighbours surrounding them.

As she entered the training centre it was bustling with activity already. The gym goers were getting a quick work out before heading to work, school children were making use of the off peak prices and several other people, aside from her and her friends, were using the training facilities in the upcoming tournament for a sport called beyblading – a high intensity sport where players used a spinning-top-esque weapon called a beyblade against the other players' to either make it run out of momentum or knock it clear out of the playing area, known as a beydish. At the current time it was the most popular sport worldwide and her own team, called the Bladebreakers, were the world champions. Although she didn't blade, it was her job, along with Kai and another non-blader called Kenny, to devise a training schedule for the team and, more importantly, ensure that all team members stuck to it. She also took control of publicity and making tournament arrangements, including collecting tournament details and checking and organising prematch arrangements. She and Kenny may not contribute directly to their teams success but she still though that they were valuable members of the team.

Walking into their designated training room she smiled at the familiar sight of their team captain, Kai, already hard at work perfecting his launch technique. His back was turned to her but even then it was easy to make out just how handsome and well-toned he was. At only seventeen, his muscles rippled through his vest top in a way that would make any male, man or boy, envious. His slate and blue tinged hair was styled carelessly but still looked perfect. Giggling quietly she realised he hadn't noticed her yet. As silently as she could in her plimsolls she crept towards him. She was about to jump on his back when he calmly said, "don't even think about it, Hilary."

Laughing aloud she wrapped her arms around his waist. "How did you know it was me?"

Turning around so return her embrace he replied, "because you're the only person I know brave enough to even try it." He smiled warmly at her and kissed her chastely, his crimson eyes lighting up his handsome face. "What brings you here so early?"

"I just woke up early I guess," she replied with a shrug. "Its not like I had anything else to do." He raised an eyebrow but said nothing, a trick he often used with her when he knew she wasn't telling the full story. She buckled under the silence and blurted out the truth. "Okay so I had a weird dream, more like a nightmare. It was just strange. It felt so real. Like everything seemed so vivid and I can still feel everything I felt in it. I've never had a dream like it. It was like waking up into a nightmare, you know?"

"No," he muttered, "but it was just a dream."

"Yeah but it felt so real," she persisted.

"Most nightmares do. That's what makes them so frightening."

"I guess," Hilary agreed, feeling the less time spent on it the better. "So what have you been up to anyway?"

"Launching," he replied, emphasising the verb with the action. "I've just felt like Dranzers been a little off balance lately but I think we've worked though most of it. I just need to raise my wrist a little higher and then she's perfect."

Hilary nodded as he demonstrated again. Dranzer was Kai's bit beast, a beautiful phoenix of red and gold. She didn't fully understand just what a bit beast was for she didn't have one but from what she did comprehend it was a mystical creature that lived in the heart of a beyblade and aided the blader in battle. Not every one was able to control one for a bitbeast chose the master and not the other way around. Most took the form of animals. For example, Max Tate and Ray Kon, other members of their team possesses bit beasts in the form of a turtle and a tiger, respectively. Others took the forms of creatures once though mythical, such as Kai's phoenix and Tyson Granger's water dragon. There were few who didn't even exist in a beyblade. Kenny's bitbeast, Dizzi, lived in his laptop computer. When training, it wasn't just about perfecting your beyblading technique but also about coordinating your attacks with that of your bitbeast. Hilary found it all quite confusing and so just stuck to fitness training for the team.

Before long her partner, Kenny, had arrived, his cheeks flushed from the warm sun and slightly out of breath. Although he arranged the teams training, he was never one to partake in it, preferring instead to remain on the bleachers with his laptop assessing and reassessing each aspect of the teams techniques and also the mechanics of their beyblade for remodelling. He was the perfect image of the class geek with thick glasses and a shirt, tie and shorts combination. However, he still managed to keep a level of normality despite what might be expected from his type's status quo. Kai nodded a greeting to him and stopped his practice.

"I noticed yesterday Tyson's shape is appearing rounded again. Call me suspicious but I think he might be altering his diet to more on the junk food side."

Kenny pushed his glasses up his nose. "Okay, you're suspicious but I think its for the right reasons. What do you suppose we do?"

"Weight monitoring. Scare the hell out of him. Tell him that if he can't maintain a healthy weight then he'll have to be here even earlier to work on his fitness. Play dumb, of course. We don't know that he's sneaking in a fast food meal every night before his dinner so we have no idea what's causing this inexplicable gain."

"Jeez, Kai," Hilary said laughing, "you're so ruthless."

"I know but he's got to learn that fitness is just as important to blading as your technique and I for one don't want to have to surrender our title just because he can't resist an extra large burger meal. In any case, I doubt he'll be unable to resist for long. As much as he loves fat-laden food, he hates circuits even more." He paused for a second and added, "also getting up early will convince him otherwise."

They were still in discussion about their schedule when Max and Ray turned up together as usual, right on time. For some time Max had been admittedly gay. He had dated a few boys but nothing had ever worked out. Ray had been with his girlfriend, Mariah, for several years having been childhood sweethearts. However, not long after Max had split up with his last boyfriend, Ray had admitted he had feelings for the cheery blonde and the two had been inseparable ever since. As far as Hilary was aware Mariah had taken it hard and Hilary was ashamed to admit she was secretly glad. She and Mariah had never really gotten on. Not ever since Mariah claimed that Hilary had stolen her best friend, Julia. The whole thing was untrue, of course, but the two still held a grudge against each other. As far as she could remember, that was the only disagreement Hilary had ever had with anyone in her entire life. She just seemed to get on with people. It was her nature.

Despite the early time, Max and Ray were in good spirits. Whenever the two were together they just seemed to be in permanently good moods. Hilary loved them for it. They waited another little while for Tyson to arrive late. No matter what time they agreed to meet, Tyson seemed to perpetually run ten minutes behind everyone else. When Hilary first met him in high school, this late coming used to drive her insane but eventually she had learned to live and let live with it. It was pet hate she had learned to live with. As usual Tyson didn't bother apologising. It was the same reason every morning: his alarm hadn't gone off. Translation? Tyson has slept right through it. Kai kept their morning formalities short and immediately their training began.

It had been another hard and gruelling day but their work was paying off. Hilary beamed with pride when she looked at the results her training schedule was producing. If they kept up this same level of work they would keep their title with no problem from any other team. She loved being a part of something so successful.

"What are you smiling about?" Kai asked, grinning back at her. He took her hand as they began to walk in the direction of her house, a routine they did every day.

Her smiled widened as she noticed how well his hand fitted in hers. "Nothing. I just think the team's doing great, that's all."

Kai grunted in agreement. "You're right. Every thing's coming together." He looked at her with a suspicious smirk. "Are you sure that's what you're smiling about?"

"Well, it is part of it."

He turned towards her and put his hands on her waist. "What's the other part?"

She bit her lip teasingly. "I forgot. Can you remind me?" He kissed her softly and looked at her questioningly, playing along with her little game. "I can't quite put my finger on it yet..."

She could feel his smirk as he kissed her again, this time going more deeply, allowing their tongues to touch, causing sparks to fly. Breaking apart, Kai looked at her once more. "Well?"

"Oh yeah, its all coming back to me but I've just remembered, its a secret."

Kai tutted in mock annoyance and took her hand again. "You know, I've been thinking, how long have we been together?"

"As long as I can remember," Hilary replied, smiling at the happy memories she had of their past together. "Why do you ask?"

"I don't know, I guess...do you ever see yourself with anyone else?"

Hilary shook her head firmly. "Definitely not. You're the only person for me. I've always known that. Let's face it you've only ever dated-" Lauren, Julia, Mia, Jennifer, Fiona, Grace, Anna, Cindy, Denise, Rose, Larissa, Amanda. Hilary shook her head violently. Pain seared through it as images of a time that didn't belong here raced through her brain, taking her to a world she never wanted to be.

Everything went black.

It was white?! Why this white, she didn't want white?! She tried to get up but once again she felt restrained. Why was she here? Where was she?

"...Hilary?!" Kai's voice echoed in her ears, panic rising in his voice as he shook her shoulders, willing her to regain consciousness. Her eyes shot open and he pulled her into a tight hug. "Jesus, don't scare me like that! What the hell happened?"

"I...I don't know. I think I just fainted," she replied shakily, holding her head in her hands and steadying herself back to feet with Kai's help. "I'm alright now though. It must just be the sun." She laughed nervously, unsure of herself. "What were we talking about?"

Kai looked unsure but in an instant the look had disappeared and the resumed their conversation once again. "You were saying I've only ever dated you."

"Right," Hilary agreed. "And I've only ever dated you. I just can't see how I could be with anyone else. I don't see how anyone else could be as perfect for me as you are."

He smiled at her. "You're right. We are perfect. I love you. I can see us being together forever."

Her heart skipped a beat. Of course they would be. She knew in her mind that they would be, and her heart. Kai was right. They were perfect. This was perfect. Just everything was perfect.

Please review!

jellybean-kitty