-1Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. Just this plot.

A/n: I re-read this story and decided to update it and possibly go back and re-write all the previous chapters like I have done. So, if you want a longer and better version of this story, do leave a request in your review! I might want to add: Warning, Lime ahead… Hehe. It’s my birthday present to you… which is weird. It was my birthday on Monday.

A Year of My Life

Chapter Sixteen: March 11th

Hilary smiled. “Thanks guys.” She said, as Mariah lit the birthday candles on the chocolate frosted cake in front of her.

Mariah smiled back at her. “It’s not everyday we have someone turning seventeen do we?”

Hilary shrugged. “Still, but, you know I don’t like big fusses.”

“It’s a happy occasion. Just smile and pretend your having fun.” Mariah whispered in her ear, smiling at the boys who oddly looked at them.

“Are we going to sing happy birthday?” Max asked.

Hilary smiled slightly. “If you want to.” Mariah glared down at her. “It’d make my day.” She said, throwing another fake smile at them. She caught Kai’s eye, and looked away quickly. Kai hadn’t even said “Happy Birthday” to her, or a word or a look or anything. It caused more pain than any painful words would ever make. It wouldn’t make her day if anybody sang ‘happy birthday’. It didn’t certainly feel like her birthday and she didn’t feel like this was a ‘happy’ occasion. Tala was glaring the shit out of Tyson, who was taking turns at glaring at Tala and Kai. She was being ignored by Kai, who wasn’t even looking anyone and she felt weird tension between super-couple Mariah and Rei. Was everyone fucked up or what? She thought.

Mariah smiled, though it looked painful, and led the miserable lot through singing happy birthday to Hilary. She quickly shot a nervous look at Rei, who looked away. She seriously wanted to stop singing and ask him what the fuck was wrong with him, but she didn’t. She didn’t want to ruin Hilary’s birthday more than it already was ruined. As they finished the song, Mariah slumped down into her chair. She picked up the knife. “Who wants cake?” She asked, looking at the table.

“Me, please.” Max said, sighing. He didn’t look happy at all.

“Me.” Tyson said through gritted teeth. Mariah was thinking it was a bad idea letting Tyson sit across from Tala and Kai.

“Me.” Tala said, smirking up at Mariah. He was having way to much aggravating Tyson. “Please.” He said to Mariah. He returned his gaze to Tyson. “Don’t you know how to use your manners? Or don’t you have any.”

Tyson went a bright red in the cheeks. “Please, Mariah, may I have some cake?” He said, smiling back at Tala.

Mariah cutted up the three boys, plus Rei, Kenny and Hilary’s pieces. “Kai?” She asked. “Would you like a piece?” She knew the answer before she even asked. Kai didn’t eat sweats and that included cake. Even for…

“No.” He said curtly. The entire dinner and he hadn’t let his eyes of Tyson, like if he did, Tyson would throw his butter knife at him. “Thank-you anyways, Mariah.” She had to admit, Kai having manners shocked her more than Tyson closing his mouth while chewing.

Everyone ate their cake in silence. That annoyed Hilary. She was also annoyed at a certain boy named Kai. She finished her cake quickly. The more faster she ended this dinner, the more she could get away. She was suffocating in here. She dropped her spoon next to her plate. “I’m finished. Thanks for the dinner. Mariah? I’ll be home soon.” She pushed back on her chair hard and stood up quickly, dashing away as fast as she could.

They heard the coat closet door open and close quickly, followed by the front door. Mariah’s head dropped into her open hands. She was giving up. She heard another chair drag on the carpet and footsteps trail away. The front door opened and slammed shut. She didn’t even to look up to know who it was. She already knew.

Hilary didn’t care where she was going - as long as it was away from that crazy house. “If your following me, I’d suggest to fuck off, even if it’s you Mariah.” She thought it’d be Mariah out of everyone, including him. He hadn’t even acknowledged her all evening, so why would he be following her. She stopped quickly and the person who had been following her ran straight into her, like they hadn’t expected that. Then she realised, it wasn’t Mariah who had followed her. It was him. It made her heart stop beating for the tiniest second. She could feel his breath on her neck, his body temperate was so hot compared to hers. She felt his hands trace her body outline. She became putty in his hands easily. She mentally kicked herself. What was wrong with her? Didn’t she swore that she was angry at him for eternity? She was still angry at him despite what her body was reacting to. Why couldn’t she just forget about him. “What do you want?” She asked softly.

“You.” He whispered huskily in her ear. “To stop being angry at me.” He felt her shudder as he lightly kissed the back of her neck.

“Who ever said I was angry?” She asked, suppressing a moan as he snaked a arm around the front of her stomach and pulling her closer to him. “Kai…” The arm that pulled her closer, made it’s way up her shirt and into her bra.

“What do you want Hilary?” He asked her, yanking his arm around her shirt and spinning her around so she faced him. He hardly had to look down at her anymore, despite his towering stature. She had shot up, her hair had grown out and she was a stick now. His mouth felt dry. All he wanted to do was take her back to his house, where nobody would be, and ravage her until dawn. He wanted his hands all over body, he wanted her to be underneath him, he wanted to be inside of her.

She looked up at him. Smiling. She grabbed his left hand with her’s and leaned towards his ear. “I want you.” She whispered. “Now.” She returned to normal height, smirking. He grabbed her and pulled her close. His lips smashed against her’s. He couldn’t help it anymore. He felt her tongue on his bottom lip, asking for entrance. He quickly dominated the kiss. He picked her up by the waist and started to carry her down the street, towards his house. He felt her bony hands through his hair. He walked up the front stoop steps of his house. He knew they hadn’t left the house locked, which was stupid, but at the moment, he didn’t really care. Hilary dropped a bony hand to the door knob and opened it up. Kai rushed in and wasted no time slamming Hilary roughly against the closet wall.

Kai pulled away. “Are you sure?” He asked, softly.

Hilary looked at him and nodded. “Yes.”

Mariah sat alone on the backdoor steps. Hilary’s birthday was a bust and now both Kai and Hilary were missing. Together. Not a great idea.

“I know you don’t think it’s a good idea for them to be alone, together.” She heard Tala say from behind her. She felt him sit next to her. “But I reckon it’s what they need.”

“What they need is to be here.” Mariah said. “Hilary especially.”

“What she needs is Kai. He is the only one who can get through her.”

Mariah stood up. “Maybe you shouldn’t but in.”

Tala stood up. Immdently the taller out of the two. “I shouldn’t but in?” He asked. “I don’t think Hilary would be half as fucked up as she is if she continued to live in this house. You people bring her into this mess.”

Mariah’s mouth fell open. “We bring her into this mess? Kai helped bring her into this as well! He keeps playing cat and mouse games with her feelings!”

“And now look at him! He’s trying to get her out. He’s actually trying to help - unlike any of you lot.”

Mariah glared. “Fuck off Valkov.” She muttered. She took a step higher onto the step of the stoop. “We don’t need you here.”

A/n: I am so so so so so sorry it has taken me this long to write this! But hey, I wrote it at least!

~ Emily Jade