What Can I Say?

by Saki-kun

Disclaimer: I don’t own Beyblade or any of it’s characters, don’t sue me, ok?

“What now?” I turned around to see Kenny with his dork face giving me this annoyed expression. You think you’re annoyed? You have no idea how much I’d love to mop the floor with your face right now. “Now listen here, Tyson’s had a hard time keeping up with your selfish behavior! So you better listen!”

Ohhhh, so that’s how it is. What a compassionate friend dork face is. It’s like Tyson doesn’t even deserve him. I almost felt sorry for him.

Almost.

“And you better shut your mouth if you know what’s coming to you.” I clenched my fists and was about to give him a blow right in the face, when…

*BAM*

What…What the hell was that?! Somebody just threw a go***mn lamp at me! I staggered to my feet to see all of them looking nervously. Who ever did it was going to pay with his life!

“I--I didn’t do it!”

I heard Max’s voice shaking, oh, this going to be so much fun! I can finally beat the crap out of him and – have an excuse for doing so.

“You did it, didn’t you?”

“I--- I’m so sorry! It’s just that---WE’RE FRIENDS! And Kai should realize that friends don’t beat each other!”

“You’re not my friend!”

What a moron! What a thick-skull moron! He’s so stupid that I’d actually feel sorry if I beat the crap out of him. That’d lose all the pride there is in kicking someone’s ass.

“You’re not?”

“I’m not.”

I could see his happy mongoloid face turn into somewhat hurt expression and it looked kinda…cute. What the hell?! Did I just say cute?!

Ewww….

“Well, we could always try…”

“Yeah riiiiiiiight….and pigs fly.” Tyson was right, there’s no way I’d get along with any of this idiots. And even if we agree on something, I HATE TYSON… and it’s written all over my face.

“Shut up, nobody asked you.” I retorted.

Ha! Got you there!

“Kai, we’re a team… it’s important that…”

Oh great, here comes Rei. And he’s touching me again! Stop touching me, you go****n fag!

“That…friendship is built along with teamwork!”

Ugh. That felt like a Brady Bunch moment right then and there. Thank God they didn’t ask for a group hug! I shook his hand off my shoulder. And immediately left the hotel room, I’d die if I stay any longer in that weird situation. It was giving me the creeps!

I feel sick.

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