Broken. Can You Fix Me?

Disclaimer note: I do not, have not, nor ever will own Beyblade. I do however own the thought of this story and the main character. I also own Sakura's Parents rotten Douches that they are. So yeah... on with the show!

Authoress note: Ummmmm this story takes place after all three seasons but I'm pretty much pretending the 2nd and 3rd didn't happen because I wasn't to fond of them. What they did with the beyblades and the drawings just bugged the bajesus out of me. SO yeah instead of all that junk what happened in those two years I'll just make up or whatever as we go along. Ok? Ok! Woot!

Chapter 1: Yes that Touketsu

"SAKURA!" A women yelled at her daughter.

"What?" A girl who looked to be about eighteen said she had dark plum colored shoulder length hair. Light ice blue eyes and a bruised jaw.

"Don't 'what' me! You say 'pardon me' you little bitch!"

"Sorry... please don't hit me again..." She whispered.

"Don't talk back to your mother!" Her fathered yelled as he entered the room.

"I-I'm not..." She stuttered, "I-I wouldn't."

"You did! Little bitch, this is the thanks we get for letting you live here for eighteen years! Ungrateful little bitch!" Her father yelled raising his hand. Sakura put up her arms to lock the oncoming assault.

0.o.0.o. One week later .o.0.o.0

Sakura was just discharged from the hospital, still battered and bruised but hey at least she could walk again.

"I'm not going back there... I can't live there anymore..." She thought while walking to the place she dreaded to call home. On the way she passed a store with a television in one of the windows. The only reason she stopped to look was because they were showing the bladebreakers at a press conference

"Kai..." She sighed, "If only you could come and sweep me off my feet..."

As she watched the press conference she found out that they would be staying at a hotel near where she lived. Running home as fast as she could (considering the circumstances). Sakura ran to her 'room', packed all of her belongings into a single duffel bag. Grabbed the secret bank card her grandfather gave her when he passed away and left. She didn't look back, she would never look back. Thank God her parents weren't home.

"Hello, I would like to have a room here."

"Miss, this is a prestigious hotel," The clerk said as he looked her up and down. Her baggy clothes, and the hood covering most of her face. "Besides I'm sure you won't be able to afford it."

"Actually I'm quite sure I can afford it... My last names Touketsu. I'm sure it must mean something to you?"

"Touketsu... of the Touketsu fortune?"

"Yes that Touketsu."

"Well," He stammered, "I'll need some proof of this claim.."

"Proof?" she removed the hood from her head showing her black and blue swollen face, "Sorry for the condition of my face but I hope I'm still recognizable enough to get a room here."

"I am so sorry Miss Touketsu. Please forgive me, I'll give you one of our best suites."

She put the hood over head once more. "If anyone comes looking for me don't let them know I'm here. Even if they say their my parents."

"Y-yes ma'am, I've put you in sweet 19 on the 10th floor. You got here just in time you know, "He said trying to suck up for earlier, "The bladebreakers will be visiting soon. I've put your room right next to theirs."

"Uummmm thank you..." She said as he passed her the key.

"Oh! And one more thing how long will you be staying with us?"

"I'm not sure yet... but I'll tell you when I know just send the bill to my room."

"Ok would you like someone to take your bag for you?"

"No I think I can handle it... I carried it the whole way here."

"Ok then have a nice day and please enjoy your stay."

"You know," she said before walking away, "You shouldn't treat people based on there appearance, because things aren't always as they seem."

0.o.0.o In the hotel room .o.0.o.0

"I hate people like that. Just because I'm dressed a certain way he thinks I'm trash." She said throwing her bag on the king sized bed. Sakura took off her hoodie and went to look in the full size mirror. She saw her pathetic beaten appearance and couldn't think of one single thing she did to deserve this. "Well I'm out on my own now they can't do this to me anymore." She said looking down to her one limp arm. "Funny how the doctor missed that. I was only there for a week."

She went over,sat on the bed and flicked on the television.

"Well it seems that the world famous bladebreakers, who have won every single beyblade tournament for the past three years have changed their plans. They will be arriving late tonight instead of in a few days." The brunette news caster said.

"The girls sure are going to craz-"

She turned off the tv and got changed into a pair of pajamas. Crawling under the covers she turned of the light and sighed.

"Wow the bladebreakers are coming here. Which means Kai's coming here. I wish I could meet him again and get away from here. Then I could forget all about my past here," She closed her eyes. "At least I can be close to you in my dreams.

0.o.0.o Kai's P.O.V .o.0.o.0

"Night Kai!" Tyson called as he headed into his room.

"Hn," Kai grunted opening the door to suite 19 on the 10th floor, "Damn I need sleep after being stuck with Tyson all day."

He didn't even bother turning on the light as he took off his clothes until he was only wearing boxers. He then climbed into bed and quickly fell asleep.

0.o.0.o Morning Sakura's P.O.V .o.0.o.0

Her eyes slowly opened to see a blurry Kai sleeping beside her.

"Kai..." She whispered, "I must still be dreaming." She blinked a few times. Nope he was still there this wasn't a dream. "This can't be real."

Kai groaned as his eyes opened then closed, then opened again he repeated this process a few more times before: "Ahhhh!" He screamed out in shock.

"Ahhhh!" Sakura yelled falling out of the bed landing on her hurt arm. Well I guess this isn't a dream... which means... holy shit! She thought starring at Kai.

She whimpered when a jolt of pain ran down her arm. Kai noticed the look of pain on her face and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"N-nothing, h-how did you g-get in my room?"

"Your room? This is my room."

"B-but I got here yesterday evening." she thought out loud, "The clerk must have made a mistake. Oh no! I have to leave. I'm so stupid how could I think I could get away? I'm going to have to go back... I-I can't do it..."

Kai looked at her puzzled. She looked so familiar but why was she gong into a hysteric fit? She kept talking to herself as she walked around the room holding her left arm. He could tell ther was something wrong with it. Not only that but she was full of bruises, scars, and fresh cuts... it was hard not to stare.

The tank top and shorts she was wearing for pajamas showed her slender body. He couldn't help but stare at this familiar looking girl.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" She stopped and looked at Kai, "I'm sorry I'll be gone in just a few seconds Mr. Hiwatari."

Mr. Hiwatari? Only one girl he'd ever met had called him that, "Sakura is that you?"

"Stu... yes..." She looked to the floor. He remembers me...

"It's been a little over two years hasn't it?"

"Y-yeah." She stammered from the pain in her arm.

"Hows your little brother?" He asked getting off the bed and standing in front of her.