Pain
By Timberwolf220
DISCLAIMER: Don't. Own. Beyblade. Capish?
WARNING: You might just end up splitting your sides.
*Kai's POV*
I clutch the wound tightly as the blood seeps through. I clench my teeth in pain as I try to ignore it.
The banging on the door is louder now.
"Kai?! What the hell are you doing in there?!"
That was Tyson. Maybe he would know what to do! But I can't talk. The pain is burning my very soul. I can feel my heart twinge.
The hot salty liquid escapes my eyes as I choke down a sob.
Make the pain stop!!! Make it stop!!!
I'm crying now. The whimpers burn my throat as I sob myself into a near comatose state.
It hurts so goddamn much…
*Normal POV*
Tyson was banging on the door violently now, "Why isn't he opening?"
A sob of pain was heard from the door.
Tyson stopped hammering the door.
Everyone: o0
Max scratched his head, "Is that just me or I just hear Kai…crying?"
Ray sighed, "We heard it too."
Tyson fought down the panic rising from inside his throat, "We have to help him!"
"We need a key," Ray reasoned.
"Maybe—," Kenny started, but Tyson interrupted him.
"Where are we going to find the key?!" Tyson yelled.
"You know I have—,"
"I think the hotel receptionist would have it," Max said.
"If you'll let me finish—," Kenny was cut off again.
"No, that won't work. The filing system for this hotel is lousy," Ray said.
"WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME!!"
Everyone turned to look at a red-faced Kenny. Kenny straightened up, "I have the spare key."
Tyson shook Kenny violently, "Then why didn't you say so?!!!"
Kenny's eyebrow twitched.
Kenny: Ye Gods, what irony…
Tyson took the key and opened the door. It flung open to reveal Kai huddled up in a corner. The Bladebreakers rushed towards their captain.
"Kai! What's wrong?" Tyson asked desperately.
Kai turned pain-filled eyes at Tyson and lifted his hand.
"I cut my finger."
Kai: o0
Me: *beams* Well? What do you think for my first shot at humour?
Kai: *lunges at Timmy* WHY YOU….
Me: Eep! *hides behind the couch* Please be reasonable!!
Kai: *throws random objects at her* HOW CAN YOU *CENSORED* TELL ME TO BE *CENSORED* SENSIBLE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: *ducks random flying objects* Well, nobody can say I didn't try…
CS: *grabs a flying playstation* Review!
Me: *still hiding behind the couch* Reviewers receive—
CS: *grabs a flying playstation and a Xenosaga game* These!
Me: Must play! *grows starry-eyed* chaos, my bishie…
CS: Review!!
