Ok, ok I know Beyblade is an old show and not many people read these anymore. But I just had this great inspiration for a fic that I had to get down to share it with the world. Now I know I'm not the fastest updater in the world but I have some chapters already done so at least until the end of the summer you will all be happy to know that this will be updated. Oh yeah and in case anyone cares I don't own Beyblade and this fic centers mostly around Kai. So if you don't like him and you don't enjoy seeing him go through his hard cold life you might want to get out now. Well I'll stop talking now, enjoy.
Chapter 1: Dreams and Nightmares
The engine of a plane fired up as four teens took their last glance upon Hong Kong. The Asian Tournament had seemed an interesting experience for the young teammates. That is except for one two toned blue haired boy who sat with his arms crossed and eyes closed. He wanted nothing more then for this whole experience to be over as he listened half heartedly to the antics of his team.
"I can't believe we won the Asian Tournament. It's so cool," exclaimed a blonde boy who wore orange overalls over a green shirt.
"I know Maxy," a navy haired boy with a baseball cap replied, "and now that we've won how about some grub, guys?"
A kid with orange hair and large glasses that covered almost half his head looked up at the hungry boy from the screen of a laptop, "Come on Tyson, you ate enough back at the hotel before we left. Isn't that right, Ray?"
A final boy with raven haired glanced over from the window toward the rest of his team, "Yeah, you're right Kenny. I think Tyson's had enough food for one day."
"But guys! I need to keep up my strength for my next Beybattle. I'm still hungry…" Tyson whined as his stomach growled.
The older boy who had been listening to the exchange had had enough and as his eyes snapped open the captain of the Bladebreakers glared crimson daggers toward the group that was his team. "Tyson shut up. Before I have to make you," he growled.
Tyson only whined even more at the threat, "But Kai. I'm soooo hungry!"
"I guess that's too bad for you. So stuff it or I'm cutting off your meals," Kai retorted with another glare.
The dejected blader turned to pouting but Kai didn't care as he returned to his thoughts. Man I hate being on the Bladebreakers' stupid team. I'm much rather be alone, no more annoying teammates to get on my case about every little thing I do. Even though my Grandfather beat me maybe I was better off at home. Home, it would be nice to have an actual place I could call home. Ha like that's ever going to happen. Oh well, I guess. And thinking of home I've been too busy with the tournament to think about it until now but I can't help wondering about that dream I had.
Kai let out an inward sigh as his thoughts shifted back to Japan.
Flashback
The Regional Beyblade Tournament had just been concluded and I had returned to my Grandfather's mansion. I needed to pick up some things before leaving to China for the Asian Tournament. Though when I entered, the old man was unhappy with the fact that I'd lost.
"You lost, Kai! How is this possible? I've always trained you to be a winner, to be the best!"
"The kid just got lucky. Now I need to get ready for the trip to China tomorrow," I retorted attempting to walk past my grandfather.
"You're not going anywhere, boy! Not until you've been taught what happens to losers in this family."
The man then grabbed me around the throat and punched my stomach hard with his free hand. I refused to allow my crazy grandfather the satisfaction of allowing the pain from the beating to show on my face.
Glaring at the man I demanded, "Let me go, Voltaire. It's not my fault the brat beat me!"
Voltaire merely grinned an evil smile and continued with the punishment. When my body could hardly take anymore he drew out the whip and struck fresh cuts across my back. I fell into unconsciousness for a while and the next thing I knew I was lying in a bloody pulp on my bed.
I wasn't quite asleep but I wasn't really awake either. I could hear a voice saying my name and struggled to free myself of the darkness around me. For a second my eyes flickered open as I tried to catch a glimpse of the one who had spoken. It was almost as if I knew the voice but all my eyes could reveal was a shadow. A shadow with long black hair.
My mind fought to uncover the identity but my body was just too exhausted. And as I drifted off into the depths of sleep I could almost feel a brush of lips on my forehead. Then the last thing I knew before I feel into the embrace of slumber was a whisper.
"I'm so, so sorry that you've had to suffer like this. I love you, Kai."
End Flashback
It felt so real and I only barely remember it. But it had to be a dream. I mean, how could it be real after what happened? It couldn't be real, after what I did it just couldn't be.
Stirring the blue haired blader from his reverie he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay, Kai?"
"Yes Ray, I'm fine. Let's just get to the hotel already," he replied shrugging his teammates hand away.
As Kai had been lost in thought the plane had landed in America and the team followed their cold captain as he led them through the city of Las Vegas. The whole trip to the hotel Max was going on about seeing his mother and Tyson was fantasizing about ordering room service. Kai was annoyed with the group his trademark white scarf billowing in the wind as they traveled the busy streets.
Unusual for him Ray didn't really partake in the conversation either as he walked beside Kai. He was worried. One look at his cold captain with those amber eyes and he knew that something was seriously wrong. And whatever it was Ray guessed that it wasn't just their teammates annoying their fearless leader. Even once they had settled in at the hotel Ray couldn't shake his feelings of worry. The neko-jin's worries even kept him awake as his mind was in too much turmoil to allow the tiger to sleep.
I sure hope Kai is alright. I know he's never really trusted us but he's always been there. Especially through that whole thing with the White Tigers he was right there with us and helped me to pull through after I'd lost Drigger. I was really beginning to think he was starting to open up and that we were becoming friends. But I don't know, he's just so cold. I wonder if he'd at least tell me what's going on. I guess it can't hurt to try.
Ray had made his resolve and just as the neko-jin was getting up from his bed he heard quiet screams and thrashing coming from Kai. He dashed across the room to his roommate and figured that it was a good thing that it was just the two of them within the room. As he doubted that Kai wanted the others to know he was having nightmares.
Once he reached the bed Ray shook his friend, "Kai! Kai! It's just a dream. Wake up Kai!"
The other boy bolted awake as he mumbled, "Damn it! So much for sleep."
"Kai, are you okay man?"
"I'm fine, it was just a bad dream."
"Maybe it would help if you talked about it," Ray suggested.
"You can't help me," Kai replied with a shake of his blue locks.
"I can try. Come on Kai, we're you're friends. And if you don't want to tell the others that's cool, I'm still always here for you."
The raven haired boy placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder. This time however, Kai didn't push him away.
With the pain of the nightmare still so vivid to him he sighed, "I guess you were always the more mature one out of the team. But there's no way that you can understand what I'm going through."
"Try me, you have to just let someone in."
Kai turned his crimson orbs to the carpeted floor. "Ray, I can't. All you need is that I hurt someone a long time ago. So just drop it and leave me alone," Kai countered his voice full of pain as he strode from the room.
"But I can't leave you alone. You're my friend and I want to help you," Ray replied in a low voice to the spot where his departed friend had been.
Well there you go the first chapter of my new fic. I haven't done fics in a while so I hope that it's up to par. Anyway let me know what you think and post a review as I keep this thing going so be ready for my next post.