"Rei is the cutter on his team. It's a secret that was never supposed to get out. But once everyone pieces together the clues, what will they do when they figure out his dirty little secret?"

Ello everyone, L2B here. A new out look on my usual rebellious stories. Rei's back and in some serious things. Thanks to those who are reading, and even more thanks to those who review. Just if you don't know, Teira and Emma are two girls who live with Kai and Ray and are part of they're beyblade team, I wouldn't go so far as saying that they're Mary Sues, but make of it what you want.

Arrivederci.


Normal POV.

Reia Kon had been a resident at Relief Through Health, for almost a month. The health hospital itself was about as pale as a regular hospital, but without the machines and operating rooms. It was for sick people, odd people, abusive people, any type of person that wouldn't belong in the real world. It was for anorexic people, drug addicts, psycho phobia cases, abuse cases, insane people, or self abusive people.

Or in Rei's case: cutters.

The doctors had given him a room that resembled a hotel's, only smaller and completely empty besides a bed and night stand. There, he was supposed to get better. Rei sometimes laughed to himself about this. There were always people coming through his room; asking him questions and analyzing his behavior. Even sometimes his friends would come for a visit. They would put on they're fake smiles and leave with a heavy heart. But the doctors and therapist always said that progress was going on behind closed doors. Rei laughed about this too; progress in a loony bin was hardly enough progress to go jumping about.


Rei sat in his usual corner and waited for something different to happen. His raven bangs sagged beneath his headband while his braided hair fell limp on his shoulders. He had gone in a deep funk sense he had come here, it was like prison in a white room. He sighed and thought back on his beybattle with his team mates while staring at the pale walls. He hardly noticed the door opening and out popping a security guard, "Rei, you have a visitor." Rei stared past the large man, and at a golden haired girl. Teira Mishizu. His friend and team mate. She smiled comfortable and walked past the guard as he closed the door behind her. Her shoulder length hair shone in the sunlight, while her bangs fell alittle into her eyes. She walked over to the older teen and sat down beside him, in his corner.

"Hey, Rei." Rei nodded and stared at her. She came almost everyday for no reason in particular. Just to see him. "I hear you'll be able to come home soon."

"Oh…they haven't told me that." They never told him anything, though.

Teira nodded and stared down at his hand; the scars were only now starting to fade from where the razor had been used. "You want to come home, Rei…right?"

He wanted to scream 'heck yeah!' but he didn't have the energy. Instead he replied, "If you guys want me…I'll come home."

Teira smiled sadly, "we always wanted you, Rei. And we still do." Rei looked down at the floor, only believing half of what she was saying. If they wanted me, why'd they send me here! But he stayed silent. He felt like Teira cared for him and he didn't want to turn her down if she really did. The room grew eerie quiet as Teira and Rei both thought on they're own problems and question. It was Teira who finally did something, grabbing Rei's hand and bringing it up to her face. She let one finger trace its way across the three slice marks that were all diagonal to one another. Rei peered down at the damage he had done to himself and felt guilt and confusion run through him as Teira traced over the scars.

"What are you doing?" Teira looked up, still feeling over the pale skin.

"What…why did you—?" Rei snatched his hand away, making Teira gasp.

"Why does everyone keep asking that?" He growled. "It doesn't matter, I'm not the stupid person I was…I'm not going back and doing it all over again."
"Rei…it's just a question." Teira pieced her words together carefully, "what other things do they ask you?" Rei sighed and leaned his head back to the wall, raising his legs to let his elbows rest his knees.

"Everyone wants to know when I started, and why I did it and how it felt."

"Do you answer any of them?" Teira wondered, watching him intently. The older teen shrugged, "Sure. They'll be in my room for half a day if I don't."

"What did you say?" Rei thought back. He was glad that he could talk to someone instead of people constantly talking to him, prying him with questions he didn't want to talk about, and stuffing him full of advice. The therapist's all say simple stuff like, "how does that make you feel?" and "explain to me what you were thinking." But Teira actually sounded somewhat…interested.

"Of course it hurt…but only for a second. Then the blood would come and I knew that I had done what I needed to do. Its like a pay check, you feel like you earned it one way or the other. It felt good and horrible at the same time…like guilt, sorrow, peace and tranquility all tied up into one deal." He replied, "They think I'm insane to think all of that over a cut…"

"It makes sense, though, when you hear it from my point of view." Rei raised an eyebrow at her. "Excuse me?" Teira laughed, "Is it like relief to you? Your own way of taking out you're pain from a bad day?"

Rei thought over her words, "I…guess you're right…I've never tried explaining it. All the doctors do is right it down and start on a new page the next day."

Teira nodded and grew quiet for a moment before whispering, "is it something…I did?" she swallowed. Ray looked over at her, not sure what to say, "No…you didn't do anything." He watched her nod and glance back to the three scars on his hand, still not sure what to make of them. "You think I'm insane, Teira?" He asked, unsurely. Teira shook her head slowly, "No, Ray."

Ray sighed and brought his arm up to her, unraveling the sleeve till it was almost up to his shoulder, revealing six more cuts. Teira touched his arm fragilely, like it would break like glass. Some had healed almost completely, taking over a shiny, pale scar, while others looked alittle redder than the others. Teira touched one of the newer ones, softly.

"Still think I'm not insane?" Ray spoke up, a bit of humor to his voice.

Teira stared up at him, looking into golden eyes, "I'm not swayed by this. You're as sane as I am, Ray…everything has a purpose for becoming what it is," Teira cupped a hand over a line that ran from one side of his arm to the other, "even this."


Thanks for reading you guys, please review if you would like to say anything, or suggest I do something in the up coming chapters, or just to say you like it or not. THANKYA! "-"

Next chapter: Emma and Kai come for a visit and Ray gets a bit angry.

L2B out.