Disclaimer: You know, it kinda gets old to constantly state that you don't own something. But I still don't own beyblade, and you'll still get to hear it.

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Kai waited for a few hours, seeing no one awake, except a rather perky nurse, who rather pissed him off. Miss Sunshine could get lost, thanks. At least she took out the IV. Did he mention that hurt? No, he wouldn't. Kai's too big a person to admit when he's in pain. At last, Hilary woke up, quite surprised to see him awake and alert. She slid into the chair next to him, waiting for a minute before speaking.

"How are you?"

Kai looked at her, giving her a dead stare. "What do you think?"

"They'll let you leave today." She looked out the window at the snow, almost afraid to look at him. This was wierd to him. Hilary was usually very loud and direct. Something must have happened.

"Black isn't exactly my color," The captain said a moment later, realizing this was Hilary, who probably didn't know much about Black Dranzer. It wasn't her fault she was so blessed. "I don't even know too much of what happened."

Hilary nodded. So, she thought, he didn't remember. "What do you remember?" She asked, hoping she wasn't setting herself up.

"Just barely being at your home here, then nothing, then fighting with Black Dranzer and then a golden eagle." He looked at her. "Have anything to add?"

"You were an asshole to me, but that's nothing new."

"Hn." He smirked at her, and she realized he was meant it in a less than serious way. "So I've been told."

She looked out the window again. "When you showed up, you fought-" She paused, slightly afraid. She remembered Erin's words about Kai possibly being pissed at her.

Kai wasn't one for patience. "Well?"

Hilary relinquished a beyblade. A new one, same style, but a gold color instead of the former silver. "Does this blade mean anything to you?" She held it up before his eyes, which flickered in immediate recognition.

"Yes." He paused, trying to allow the images associated with the beyblade sink in. Something else didn't match. "There was another one, wasn't there?"

"My friend's," Hilary added,trying to keep the confusion factor down for a little while. All kinds of people were there that day, and none of them were too concerned about the incident anymore, save a raving pair of Dedras who were contained by Rob and Erin's family.

"Oh." Kai didn't seem to concerned about that. His thoughts turned back to the bird. That bird had beat both himself and Black Dranzer. "Whose beyblade is that?" His head was tilted toward it, trying to get a better look.

Hilary sighed. Moment of truth, her mind told her, but she pushed the thought down. "This blade is- is-"

"Spit it out already."

"Mine."

Kai shot upright, eyes wide, staring at her incredulously. "What?"

"You asked," Hilary said passively. "You fought me. Your brilliant team mates didn't bring their beyblades. Thought they'd reason with you."

"Idiots," Kai said, looking over them, one by one. His eyes turned back to her. "Since when do you beyblade?"

"Since I needed a hobby and I was thousands of miles away from Japan." She smiled at him, before looking down at her beyblade. "Dreka and I are a good team. We showed you-"

"You couldn't beat Dranzer."

Hilary laughed. "I wouldn't even try." She smiled. "It's good to know you didn't choose to be against us."

"Huh?"

"They spent three days pumping the drugs out of your system." Kai cringed inwardly. How lovely. "Dickenson nearly took out a doctor for refusing to let us see you. Threatened his job and everything."

Kai smirked in a way that his eyes smiled. "He would. You've never seen him truly angry. It's not a good thing." She shook her head in agreement. The closest she'd been to seeing the business man truly mad- aside from this incident- was when the B.B.A. had been liquidated by B.E.G.A. "How long have I been here?"

Silence reigned over her for a moment. "Five days. You picked a good day to wake up."

"How so?"

She smiled. "Tomorrow's Christmas Eve."

"Joy."

"Hey now, don't be so excited. We all got our Christmas present already."

Kai's eyes were dead serious as he spoke. "If this is in anyway sedimental, save it."

Hilary laughed aloud. "Yep, we're taken care of."

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x(Ray)x

It's a bit wierd being back as a team. Kai sent us outside on Christmas- mind you, we had all gotten parts- Hilary included, to train for three hours. We earned our Christmas dinner this year. None of us have talked to Erin, except Hilary, who hasn't been out with her lately. They aren't fighting, Hil just says that they're concerned with the hockey team, since they want to destroy everyone this season.

Part of it could be that they don't want yet another person involved with Boris, though we all know that Erin obviously knew Boris rather well, right?

Anyway, things are back to normal again, at least as normal as they can get. Kai's even in school here, but of course, he's too good to go to a public school, instead going to some fancy private school. That's his rich side talking, even if he won't admit it.

Well, it's Kai. He won't admit much. At least he's on our side again.

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School had begun already, after the two weeks off of Winter Break. Erin strutted the halls with a revived intensity. First off, now that Kai was alright, she had gotten enough sleep, secondly, she had just about played hockey for nine days straight, receiving a new stick for Christmas, as well as a custom painted helmet.

Life was good. She met up with Kolin halfway to their first class, dodging mobs of cheerleaders that loved to hang on the Slav. He looked to Erin, who waited impatiently, tapping her foot as he tried to dislodge a cheerleader wishing to hug him as if he were a teddy bear.

"Don't look jealous Erin, someone might suspect you like me," Kolin said, with a smirk.

She looked at him. "Don't flatter yourself, eh?"

"Yeah, yeah." He slung an arm around her shoulders. She looked up at him, confused. "Trying to ward off cheerleaders," He offered as an explanation. She smirked, settling into his embrace as they continued to their class, coffee in hand.

"How do you think the new jersey's will look?" She asked, once they had reached their destination.

"Like the old ones, but cleaner."

Erin rolled her eyes, rising on her toes to seem taller, before falling back to her flat foot. "I mean, with our names on it and shit, do you think they'll look better? Our first game's tomorrow, remember?"

"We're going to look good. God, turn off the girly for a few, would ya?" Erin shut her mouth and said nothing, instead leaning against the wall outside the classroom, counting to ten in a language Kolin recognized. "Why are you-"

She walked past him, trying hard not to look his way. What the hell had she done? She hadn't harrassed him, she merely asked about the jerseys. It wasn't that hard of a response for him to make, to say that they'd be fine and to move on. She closed her eyes and pressed her temples. Kolin just didn't get it. She was a girl, and she deserved to be treated as such, just once in a while.

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Kolin settled into his seat at lunch, finding no Erin. He cursed himself, realizing that he must've really hurt her. "Hilary," he asked, trying not to get anyone else's attention, "Have you seen Erin?"

The brunette's bright ruby eyes sympathized with him. "She told me not to tell. You ticked her off this morning."

"Outside then, right?"

Hilary smiled. "You act like you hurt her a lot. She's just in need of a bit of attention." The girl seemed to give it thought. "Since Kai got out of the hospital, we've all been too busy, and Kai's never mentioned her. Even if he does remember, he wouldn't say it aloud. He's wierder about his past than with anything else."

"Like Erin, right?"

She nodded. "Go apologize before practice when she acts like an asshole."

The Slav got up, walking away from Hilary, with a peach flavored green tea in his hand. He passed Tyson on the way, ignoring his comment about 'good times.' He was on a mission, and he'd freeze his ass off if he had to. When he hit the outdoors, he felt the frigid wind hit him, as well as an array of snowflakes. He pulled his vest around him tighter, pushing both his hands in his pockets.

"Erin, now would be a great time for you to come out," He added, under his breath. No one answered, but he saw her figure as the blowing snow died down for a moment. It picked up rapidly again, making him run to his destination.

She looked surprised to see him there. The weather was nothing like the Moscow winters and Siberian ones she once knew, but it was bad for someone who wasn't used to extreme cold. "Are you crazy, eh? You'll get pneumonia!"

"You're the one who went outside first, Eri," Kolin said quietly. "You're the one who thinks their immortal sometimes. You might be able to take this mentally, but your body doesn't need this. Come on, let's get inside," He said, pulling her toward it. She followed willingly.

"Yeah, yeah," She said quietly, following him into the hallway. He immediately pulled down the hood of her hoodie, and pulled her in for a hug. "Yeah, yeah," she said, louder this time. "You're forgiven."

He looked down at her. She smirked. "It's just stupid jerseys. Nothin' big. We're good." He stopped, looking at her again, more seriously. "We are good, right?"

She snuggled into him. He had been inside longer than she had, so he was warmer. "Yeah, we're good. I can't stay mad at you for too long. Call it your charm." They laughed, and she smirked. "You still owe me-" He pulled the green tea out of his vest pocket.

"Got it covered," He said, opening it and taking the first swig. "Now let's go get food. I'm hungry."

"You sound like Tyson."

He laughed. "Yeah, I know."

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Practice started at three, a half-hour after school ended. The team waited anxiously for the coach to unlock the locker room saved only for their team and their practices. This was their final practice- officially, of course- before the game. "Yeah, yeah," Newblouski said, pulling out the key from his pocket, while stradling the huge duffel bag he brought with him every time. He unlocked it, and inside, was each of the seventeen players' own section, complete with their new jersey hanging up.

The jersey that was displayed to them was the home jersey, a forest green color, complete with two purple stripes running the width of the jersey on the bottom. In purple letters with a scarce amount of white trim, the 'WEW'(Williamsville East Wolves) overlapping logo was on either shoulder, and on the forehead of the pouncing wolf on the front and center of the jersey. They looked highly professional, as the team had fundraised outside of school to get them made.

"They rock," Kolin said, taking a few minutes to encircle the room. They really did, since none of them had actually seen such professional jerseys that were for any team other than the Sabres.

Erin stood across from Kolin's section of the locker room, staring at his jersey. "Kol', She said, shortening his name, "um, come over here."

"You got it," He said, casually walking over there. He stopped in front of her own number 27 jersey, staring at it. "Hey, what?" If she didn't know what was on her jersey, he wasn't going to tell her until she realized it.

"Come look at yours, eh, I've seen mine already."

"Really?"

"Yes, eh." Where most other players had the letter 'A' on their jersey, Erin's #27 jersey had a 'C' in white. But so did Kolin's- and he didn't realize it yet.

Kolin examined his #32 jersey, stopping at the top of it. "You're kidding me."

Newblouski came up behind them, placing a hand on either of their shoulders. "You both know as well as myself, what it means to lead this team." The duo looked at each other and smiled. "I know we can go all the way, but you've got to step up and set the example, got it?"

The duo nodded, and looked ready to do a victory dance. The letter 'C' on a jersey worn by any specific player, just to inform you, means 'Co-captain;' The co-captains lead the team throughout the course of their season. "Our parents are going to freak, eh," Erin said, grinning.

"I don't think we should tell them until they see it tomorrow. Since we aren't wearing our Jerseys until after their grand unveiling tomorrow."

"I like the way you think, eh."

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Author's Notes: I tried to post a TyHil fic for the past week, and it's just not working! Grr. Anyway, I hope you guys like this, and next chapter, Erin, Kai, and all those fun people meet up again. It'll be interesting! Thanks goes out to all those who have- and will hopefully continue to review!

I'll see you next time!

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