I was sitting in the windowsill, looking at the world outside. Leaves where slowly falling down, covering the fields in a layer of red, brown and yellow . I was sitting here in an empty room, with no one there to comfort me when I was in pain. No one there to wrap an arm around me when I cried, no one will ever tell me everything will be okay. The leaves are still falling, I'm still sitting here. I don't know why I even try to live on. I feel warm tears starting to slide down my face. So many people are around me, walking past me, never noticing me. All alone, now and always. Why did I end up in here? I look at the finely crafted beyblade in my hand. The only thing that is left, of my past. I wish you where here, together with all the others. But your spirit already left, together with the ones you loved. Except for me. Why? Why was I the only one to survive those fires? They still haunt me in my sleep. I can still hear your screams in pain and fear, telling me to run and wait for her at the waterfall. But you never came. You died with the others, when you saved me Okaa-san. Why mother? Sometimes I wished you would just took me in your arms so we could die together, in stead of letting me live. And let me suffer even worse pain then the raging fire, the phoenix flames, burning the flesh of my bones. Why mother? Did this happen to me, to us, to all of us?

Kai POV:

Time to start training for the upcoming match. But something isn't as it is supposed to be. He was definitely hiding something. I can see it in his eyes. He is faking his smiles and acting as usual so he thinks no one will notice. I have been watching him for to long to let this go passed unnoticed. He is beybladeing like his life depends on. Not that it is the worst thing in the world. But the thing that bothers me is the reason behind it. The way his eyes narrow ever so slightly when anyone says more than a single word to him, the way his hands are itching as if he is going to tear someone apart this instant. The strange thing is, he started to act like this since he returned from his journey to china, to meet his family again. Maybe something went wrong over there.

I never told anyone, what is going on. But I have seen you watching me. With your deep shining crimson orbs. You almost looked caring, but that must have been a trick of the light. No one cares about me. It has been so long since someone did so. Sometimes I wonder, if I should tell you about it anyway. But I'm scared you'll hate me. I don't want you to think I'm weak. A nobody in your opinion. Please ancients sprits enlighten my path, for confusion is taking me over more and more every second. Darkness is steadily dissolving my mind, and I don't know what to do anymore.