HOPE A/N:

Yeah! I'mmm bacccckkkkkk! I got a fresh new start and fresh new ideas!

Okay, I got ch.10 for "Ultimates and Chosen" done, but something deleted it, and I can't find the file anywhere. So I'm going to go try and access it. Be sure to check out my angst YuGiOh one-shot! Um, new rule here. Gotta have at least 5 reviews before another chapter appears.

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CHAPTER A/N:

Yeah, okay so like I am using their Japanese names here, except for Max and some others. You may have noticed that I switched Max's Japanese name, and put with Ozuma. That is because I really don't know Ozuma's name, and I am kinda tired right now since it's 2 am. Please take note that I do not know Kenny's Japanese last name, but I do know his first name. I kinda messed up for on the spelling though. Questions?

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DISCLAIMER:

I DO NOT OWN BEYBLADE OR ANY OF IT'S AFFILIATES!

But I do own my own computer and stuff...........................

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Chapter 1:

The Masquerade Ball

"Oh, come on Hiromi; let's have some fun for once!"

"NO! Takao, you party all the time! NO!" She opened her locker.

"Come on."

"Fine."

"Please we'll clean up and-"

Opening his locker, Takao Kinomyia stopped whining. He blinked. The girl standing in front of him, with her arms crossed, actually said yes. Staring at him was 15 year old Hiromi Tatibana. Her ruby eyes linked with his own.

"Wh-?" Takao began, but Hiromi cut him off short. She took out her books.

"I said 'FINE.' Okay? I'll let you have the party." Hiromi smiled. "It might be fun." She slammed her locker shut. Tucking, a stray hair behind her ear, Hiromi ran a hand through her chocolate brown locks.

People brushed by them airily, as the bell was about to ring. Scurrying off to class, students bumped into them.

Takao couldn't believe his ears. Was the snobby, loud, annoying, and most bossy person in the world, saying it was okay for him to have a party? Dumbfounded by this new word said by Hiromi, the 16-year-old remained silent.

Hiromi turned her back to him. "Of course you said you would clean up, and take full responsibility. Not to mention pay for everything and organize it." Clutching her books, Hiromi hurried off to History.

Takao stood in a haze. Blinking, Takao realized what she said. The bell rung. Groaning, Takao grabbed his books, and slammed his locker shut. "I should have known," he muttered, as he ran off to History.

"And the verdict is?"

"It's a go." Takao high-fived his buddy, Max. It was late autumn in Tokyo, and it was getting pretty chilly, rather unusual. School had ended, and many kids were leaving the building. Passing the school gate, they headed for the Kinomyia dojo."All right!" Pumping a fist in the air, the American grinned. Jumping around, he giggled. God knows what it did for Takao to make Hiromi say yes.

Five feet, blond hair, and cerulean blue eyes, 15-year-old, Max Tate was one of the most wanted guys at Bakkuten High School. He was wearing an American basketball jersey, and blue slacks with blue tennis shoes. Eyes twinkling with mischief, Max asked, "So... Who's going?"

Takao chuckled as he recalled Max telling him about Miriam, the girl he liked for ages.

"You can bring Miriam, if you want," Takao told him. Max's eyes lit up with joy and he smiled even more.

"Okay, but then, who are you gonna ask?" Max asked slyly. Takao blushed and thought of his crush, a girl named Salima. "Um...He He He... I might ask Salima." Gulping, Takao blushed even more. Once Max knew, there would be know end the teasing. Luckily, Takao could use Miriam as blackmail.

They reached the dojo. Takao unlocked the gate and swung it open. On either side of them, small Sakura Trees lined up. Petals were blowing around softly, as the breeze swirled them around. "Let's go 'round back," Takao suggested. Walking astray from the neat little path, the boys walked to the side of the yard, and swung aside the little wooden door that led into the courtyard. Swishing could be heard, indicating something spinning.

"Finally, you two slowpokes are here." Rei looked up from the practice dish. "What did you two do now?" He asked, suspicious of the giggling Max, and grinning Takao. Eyeing them, Rei turned his body, so that he could still face his friends while practicing with his bit beast Drigger.

Rei Kon was another most wanted guy at Bakkuten High. He was a 16-year-old, with raven black hair and sharp golden eyes. It was quite a striking look. The Chinese boy always kept his hair braided, and tied with a red ribbon. Yet from when he was little, he still wore the same golden bandana with a ying and yang symbol. Today he was wearing dark khakis and an muscle shirt.

"Nothing," Takao answered innocently, throwing his backpack unto the back porch. A soft thud sounded where the bag landed on the wood. Takao stretched, his spiky, navy blue hair, scratching his neck. Yawning, he blinked, ocean blue orbs glossy. He kicked at the dirt beneath his sneakers, dusting his black jeans. He was wearing a blue t-shirt under a black vest.

"Think fast little man." A voice said from behind. Tyson turned around in a blink of an eye.

A clap ringed out. Tyson's hands were clamped around a bokken. He grinned as he saw his attacker's surprised face. "Nice try Gramps." Takao unclenched his hands, as his grandfather lowered the wooden weapon.

Standing five-foot two, Kenji Kinomyia smiled upon his grandson. Wisps of silver-grey hair escaped from its short ponytail, covering fading, soft blue orbs. Wearing a white business suit, he looked odd holding a bokken.

"Whoa, who threw a wedding?" Takao said, eyeing the white suit. He also noticed black, shiny shoes. Now that was really odd. Suspiciously casting a glance at his grandson, Kenji remained silent. Whistling, Kenji ignored his grandson, and walked unto the porch. Opening the shijoori screen, he walked in and slid it shut.

"Yo, where's Kai and Hiromi?" Max asked. He was happily munching on a chocolate bar, of which he took out from his backpack. Takao and Rei shrugged, looking at the chocolate bar warily. "Dude, should you be eating candy?" Takao warned. "It's okay. Chill, I can control how high I can get now." Max verified. You see when he was younger; our American friend here had a sugar problem. If had even the tiniest amount of the sweet stuff, he would have been hyper for days.

"Suit yourself." Rei said sheepishly. Bending over, Rei picked up his beyblade that had stopped spinning. His black braid swished behind his back. Sighing, Rei sat down on the swing, held up by one of the Sakura trees. "So, how'd you get home so fast?" Max asked. He finished the last of the chocolate bar, and threw away the wrapper.

You see, at the end of the second world Beyblading Tournament, Mr. Dickinson had arranged for Max, Rei, and Kai to all live in the Kinomyia dojo. The BBA had set up a program where, all team members were to live together. So the Russian, Chinese, and American were to all live in Japan. Since then, they all had been attending the same school.

"Hiroko-sensei let us out of her Math class early. I got here 20 minutes before you did. And besides, I don't ogle at every girl who passes by. I already have one." Rei said matter-a-factly. He began to think of his pink-haired goddess, Mariah Chen. Dazed out, he didn't notice Kai and Hiromi enter through the gate, but Takao and Max did. " What's with them? Hiromi looks very happy, and Kai is smirking!" Max notably whispered to Takao. "Yeah, what's happening around here!? Has all hell broken loose!?" Takao answered back in a whisper. He wiggled an eyebrow. 'What is going on?' He thought. Takao was determined to find out. Hiromi sat her purse and books down on the little table outside. She sat down in one of the chairs, looking flushed. Kai passed by her, and leaned against his favorite tree. Closing his eyes, he "Hn"- ed, signaling his usual hello.

"Hey guys. Where were you? You guys are getting late again, that's the third time this week." Rei pointed out. He gave them a sly look, and smirked.

"Oh, um... Sensui-sensei made us stay behind; uh ... he needed help with the masquerade ball. Its going to be held Friday you know." Hiromi explained. But all the while, she was blushing, and stuttering nervously.

"Oh, by the way Takao, you can't have a party." She added.

Takao nearly screamed. Hadn't she said earlier that he could have one? He growled deeply and glared at her. "What the hell do you mean? I thought you said that I could have one!" Takao whined. Hiromi waved her hand dismissively, and shrugged. "Not my problem. When did you want to have it anyway?"

Takao stared at her blankly before answering. "Friday, but I don't see why I c-"

Takao smacked his forehead and muttered a string of curses. "The masquerade ball." He mumbled.

Kai cracked an eye open and smirked. His Hiromi sure had a way of dealing with the idiot.

Now, you are asking yourself this question, 'HIS Hiromi?' Well in due time you shall find out why he had thought 'his Hiromi'.

"Exactly Takao. You know very well everyone has to attend. Besides, I hear Salima Takahashi would like to go, but no one has asked her yet. I mean, Ozuma Mizhimura already asked her, but she doesn't like him. So, she has no date. And it is absolutely horrifying to go by yourself, right?" Hiromi said in a sly manner.

Takao blushed slightly, and coughed uncomfortably. Max giggled at this, as well as Rei chuckling lightly.

"Yeah, well, you don't have a date yourself Miss-I'm-The-Queen-of-Everything." Takao fumed. He knew Hiromi was just joking, so he decided to joke with her himself.

Hiromi smiled gently, and winked at him. She giggled softly, and said, " Of course, I do. But you will never know who it is until the ball."

Kai's eyes opened wide, as he got out of his usual spot. Hw walked over to Hiromi, and grabbed her hand. Dragging her inside the dojo, he looked flustered. When the duo were gone, Rei and Takao blinked and looked at each other.

"What's with them? They are acting really strange." Takao wondered aloud. " Yeah, the way I see it, they're keeping a secret, and it's more than just 'helping for the masquerade ball'. I know something is going on, but what is it?" Rei frowned and turned to face a red Kyouji who had just came out.

Kyouji pretended to whistle and busy himself with his laptop, but to no avail. Sighing, he gave up against Rei. "I know nothing, I saw nothing, and I heard nothing." He stated. He left abruptly to go inside, bringing his laptop with him.

"Now, those three know something," Max noted.

KAI & HIROMI POV

"Stop that, Kai." Hitting him lightly on the arm, Hiromi giggled.

Kai Hiwatari smirked. He snaked his arms around her waist, and gave her a small kiss. Hiromi eagerly accepted and kissed him back. Breaking their little embrace, Hiromi snuggled against him. Kai smiled openly, and buried his nose in her soft, brown locks.

"You smell good." He murmured in her ear. His spiked, icy, blue hair dropped over his amber eyes. His lips curled into a real smile. Hiromi copied him, and kissed him. He returned the kiss, and growled softly.

"OH MY GOD!"

The couple turned their heads around and saw a red-faced Kyouji looking at them. Their eyed widened before breaking apart and smoothing their wrinkled clothes. Kai glared a DON'T-YOU-DAMN-TELL-ANYONE-OR-I'LL-KILL-YOU- glare at Kyouji who seemed to understand. He nodded. Kyouji left the alley in a flash.

You see Kyouji Mimoshi is a friend of theirs. A very good friend. He was a good-looking boy of 15 with brown, spiked hair, and brown eyes. He was wearing contact lenses and matching pants and t-shirt.

Kai uttered a series of colorful curses, each of them pretty colorful. Hiromi only said, "Damn."

"We've got to be more careful, koi." Kai said to her. The 16-year-old placed a chaste kiss on her forehead. "You better go." Hiromi sighed and nodded giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, she dashed off.

Now, they were in an alley behind the school, so like what are the chances off someone finding them? After school? Zip, none, nada. So then how did their friend find them like that?

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