This is based on a Real story. I've taken the characters to write it, because my friend (the one who's represented with Tala) will read it someday, when she recovers, and when we were little I used to write beyblade fics in which she was one of the characters, usually the one who liked Tala, and I was the one who liked Kai. So here I'm Kai, she's Tala, and the rest of the characters… well, I've chose some of them. Bryan is other best friend of mine, Tyson is the guy who drove the motorcycle.

Beyblade, however, doesn't belong to me, and the characters don't belong to me either.

Accident.

TYSON'S POV

Everything was my fault.

Everything happened, because of my stupid mistake.

It was half past four in the morning. I told Max and Daichi to go, I would go and look for Tala and we'd join them later. He went behind me in my motorcycle, we left the bar in the direction of the avenue, for then go to the pub and have some kind of fun with the rest of the Bladebreakers.

Bryan and Kai were going to come too, but they couldn't. So instead of going with them, Tala came with us. He wouldn't have come with me if they had come, and non of this would have happened.

When I turned round in the corner, I didn't see the van that was coming fast through the main street. I don't know how it happened, the next thing I remember is the feeling of emptiness inside of me, when I looked at him, and asked him if he was ok.

He was lying in the street, face downward, he looked fine. He murmured something I couldn't understand. So when the ambulance arrived, they didn't see him there, as injured as he was. They saw me, I was bleeding profusely, but they put me inside the vehicle and took me to the hospital. Another one would come for him, but he was fine, he was okay. I hoped.

KAI'S POV

I was doing homework, it was midday and a regular day for me. Then I found out I hadn't told Tala, who had been absent from school for a week because of being sick, some part of the homework that we had to do.

Then I walked to the next room, grabbed the phone and dialed his number. He was staying with a family since what had happened with Biovolt, after all, he was still minor and he had that choice, or staying with Boris. The decision had been obvious, and he was living with a family who had two little girls, who had already taken him as a big brother. Anyway, he had been with them for an year now.

"Hi, is Tala home?" I spoke.

His mother's mother talked on the other side. "No, who's speaking?"

"Kai…"

"Hey Kai… Kai… he… Tala had an accident… Tala's in the Italian Hospital in Tokyo… he's very injured… Kai… there's no hope… there's no hope…"

"Oh no… oh no…"

Sobbing, she breathed slowly and spoke again, "I'm sorry… bye…"

"Goodbye Mrs.… I'm sorry…" I hung up the phone and my body started trembling. I tried to call someone, anyone, Bryan, Spencer, someone who would need to know. I couldn't remember their phone numbers, so I looked in the phonebook.

When I dialed Spencer's number, he was still sleeping and couldn't answer. Bryan didn't answer either, and in that moment I forgot about his cell phone. I finally managed to contact Max, and that way expand the so bad news.

I needed to go and see if he was okay. I took the Train to Tokyo, and to the Italian Hospital where he was. There, his stepmother and stepfather were. Everyone was crying, everyone was so depressed. And it was true… Tala was on the hyper-therapy room, he was unconscious, he was in a coma.

I stood there about four hours. And came back home, then. I had never realized how easily these things can happen… to people who don't deserve it.

At night there was a mass at the local Church, for him. I went, not because I'm a catholic, but because I wanted to be with the people who knew him, who admired him, who loved him.

I loved him. Though I never told him how important he's for me. Though we have had our discussions, our arguments and fights… he's still an important person for me… a person who deserves to live the best of life. And he's in life risk, right now.

I didn't cry in the whole day though. I'm not like everyone, then I realized, who was crying because of the accident. I didn't feel the necessity to break in tears. I laid in my bed, and stared at the thunderstorm.

The rays would break in the sky with a passion, it was raining so heavily. Then I stared at them. High amounts of electricity generated by the clouds who crash ones against another, charged with electrical power. That's electricity.

Tala's living because of that energy.

Tala's connected to so many machines that are the ones that keep him alive.

Tala's breathing because of them.

Tala's heart ponders because of them.

Tala has not passed away yet… because of those so many machines that breath for him, measure his brain and blood pressure, feed him, and control every function his brain is not able to control right now.

Because of a damn accident.

Accidents happen. How easily can it happen to anybody.

Then I feel tears on my eyes… and just then I cry for him, silently, contemplating how amazing life is.

The fic will have more chapters as long as I have news from my friend, who's still in a coma. It's one week now since it happened, and the story from Tyson's POV is the recompilation of information I got through this week about the accident.

I hope you want to review… if you want to, I'd be pleased.

Thank you for reading.

Mikaera.

COME ON, THAT YOU STILL HAVE TO FIGHT, EVERYTHING'LL BE ALRIGHT!!