This is a collab fic between me and LowerLevelMisfit, including her OC Kyra and my OC Kain (Yes he's back, I just love him so much.)
I recommend checking out Misfit's profile, for the fic The Daughter We Never Knew, it showcases her OC in a different light than what she will appear here and it's a really good fic and the sequel Devil In Me.

Misfits other OC's include: Thomas, Matthew, Stella, Sven, Dimitri, and Victor. Whom you can also find in The Daughter We Never Knew.

Gabe is back! HAHAHA I hate this son a a bitch.

To split up the work load Misfit writes for Kai's POV and Kyra's POV, while I work on Ray and Kain's POV's.

Can find the large cover photo on my Deviantart account Sketchesz.

As always, enjoy!

Kai's POV

When I thought of how my life was going to go, being a father at seventeen was not part of that plan. I'm pretty sure I almost lost consciousness when Ray had told me he was pregnant with my child. I didn't even know if I wanted kids, but I knew I loved Ray and he wanted to keep this child, so I stuck by him.

It was May fifteenth when Ray gave birth to our daughter, Kyra. I never thought I was going to love someone as much as Ray but the minute I saw her I felt an instant bond. She was my mini me, gaining almost all of my physical traits other than Ray's hair color. Her and Ray instantly became my world, meaning I had to do my best to take care of them and give them the life they deserved. This caused me to take on my position as the heir of Hiwatari Enterprises shortly after Kyra's birth.

At first things had been going well. I'd work during the days, come home to Ray and relieve him of taking care of Kyra in the evening, then go to bed with him each night. We'd spend the weekends together, enjoying each other's company and watching our daughter grow and learn. That was until Voltaire finally passed, leaving me as the new CEO of Hiwatari Enterprises. This turned into working late, working weekends and much to my displeasure, barely seeing my family. To make things worse, after Kyra's first birthday Ray had found out he was pregnant again.

Not that I wasn't happy we were expanding our family, but things were already difficult as they were. I was barely home, often going days without seeing Kyra when she was awake. As much as I tried to be there for Ray during the pregnancy, work always got in the way. There had been many times where I'd spend entire nights in my study when I was supposed to be playing with Kyra reading emails instead, having her just bouncing with a toy in hand on my lap. It was only made worse when Kain was born June twelfth, a month after Kyra's second birthday.

I was twenty, the CEO of a major company and had two children. The stress was overwhelming and trying to balance work and family life was almost impossible. Ray and I had begun to fight more, him insisting I had to be home when I had to be at work to provide for the four of us. The two of us would argue in circles, often ending with him having to answer to one of our children's cries. It was obvious that neither of us were happy with the situation, but what could I really do when my attention was being pulled in so many directions?

Ray's POV

"Kai… I… I can't do this anymore." I start, barely before he has the chance to take his shoes off as he steps into the house.

"Do what?" He raises an eyebrow at me, going back to toeing his shoes off by the door.

I can tell he's tired from working all day, having to take over his grandfather's business so young, being a parent so young has taken its toll. This wasn't what either of us wanted, what I wanted, but I'm tired too. I'm tired of having to parent our children by myself, tired of the late nights, the lack of intimacy with him. It's not his fault, it's not my fault, but I can't take it anymore. We've been fighting more, because we're both exhausted. We've tried fixing it, and it'll be good for a while again until it's not.

Neither of our children were planned, but we love them both dearly. Kyra had just turned two a month before Kain was born, and I was left here with a two-year old and infant at the age of nineteen and it's only been seven months since Kain was born. I was at my breaking point at this time, I had no other option, even though just thinking about it hurt.

"Ray, what's wrong?" Everything.

"We need to talk." I answer, heading to the kitchen so I can at least have him a bit calmer with a cup of coffee.

He doesn't say anything as he follows me down the hall, the children are asleep right now, thank Buddha, so it'll just be us. He sits at his usual spot at the table, the head on the left, watching me as I go about to retrieve the coffee I had made a few moments ago. As I take it back, his crimson eyes not once leaving my person as I do so and rest beside him to his right.

"I'm leaving." I blurt out, he had only taken a hold of the mug when I told him, and I can see the muscles in his hand tense.

"What?" He barks out.

"I can't keep doing this Kai, we can't keep doing this." I start and bite the inside of my cheek to keep my voice from cracking.

"What are you talking about?" He demands, still not having taken a drink of his coffee.

"Us! I'm talking about us Kai! Your late nights at work leaving me with the kids all day, I understand we need you to work. But dammit Kai you never take a day off, you never just stay home. You don't pay attention to Kyra or Kain, sometimes you don't even recognize you have a son! I know life hasn't been easy, but dammit Kai I need you and you're not here!" I snap, but there are no tears that come as I'm more angry than I am sad.

"You want me to just not work? I have to, if you haven't noticed that's what keeps a roof over our heads. I can't take off work just like that, we've been over this!"

"I know we have, we've been over it so many times I'm tired. I'm so tired of begging you Kai, begging to keep you here and spend time with us. You don't listen, sometimes you do but then it's like you forget." I bite back, now we're both shouting which will cause the kids to wake up.

"There's nothing I can do to change that Ray, it's not entirely my fault we have two kids." He sneers, and that just causes me to snap further.

"Fuck you Hiwatari! I didn't ask for this either, maybe if you'd wrap it for once or something we wouldn't be in this mess. I know we love our children, and I don't regret them but quit hanging it over my head!" I slam my fist on the table and it knocks the mug over but we both ignore the spill on the table.

"What do you want me to do then? Huh?! Cus right now there doesn't seem to be a whole lot that I can do that can make you happy, I've already done all I can."

"I just want you here! It doesn't matter now, I'm leaving. I'm done trying, I'm done trying to get you to be a part of this family." I breathe out a bit easier, he goes quiet again for a moment.

"You're going to leave, take my children away by yourself? How does that make any sense if you're complaining about being alone, where will you even go?"

"I'm only taking Kain, Kyra will stay with you for a while and we'll switch every now and then." I don't need to bring up the fact that Kyra is his favorite, that he hardly knows Kain even exists, he knows this as I've had multiple arguments with him over it. He goes quiet again, so I speak up once more.

"I'll be staying with Max, until I get everything else sorted out. I don't think we should involve the courts or anything, we're both responsible enough to make sure we stick to this. I can trust you to do that, right?" He nods at my words, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes are burning with anger.

"Are you sure this is what you want to do?" His face softens, and now we're in stage two of our argument, where he begs me to stay.

"Yes." Before, it would always have been no. I'm not changing my mind again, I've done it for two years now and I just can't take it anymore.

"Alright…" He sighs out, and I relax a bit since it's done. We're done.

"I'll be leaving in three days." I push myself away from the table and he nods, but now he won't look at me.

I want to tell him that I'm sorry, but then again, I don't really think that I am. It feels like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, even if my heart is breaking. I love him, I'll always love him, but we can't keep doing this. It hurts more to love him than to let him go, the only connection we'll have is our children, a testament of the love we had. As I start out of the kitchen Kain starts to cry, it's past midnight and I'm already exhausted but I go to him anyways, but what else is new?

Three days came and went so quickly I don't even think I had time to blink, during those three days I made sure to have everything Kain and I would need. I spent all the time I could with Kyra, even though I would see her that coming weekend while Kai had Kain. When that weekend came around, he didn't take Kain though and worked which left me with the kids at Max's, on top of his own infant twins Matthew and Stella. It was a hectic weekend, when Kai came around to pick Kyra up we fought again.

It went like that for about a month, I got a job as a dishwasher so now at least I had some money to my name instead of relying on the child support money Kai had given me, most of that went on the things Kain needed anyways. More months rolled on, my weekends with Kyra became less and less until the eighth month since we split did I not see her at all.

I tried calling but got no answer, I went over to his house and they weren't there. The next month he came back but didn't offer an excuse as to why they were gone, so I kept Kyra with me for that month, of course he didn't take Kain once. A year eventually rolled around, and they moved, without telling me or giving me any kind of warning. I don't know where it was they moved to, and without having gone through the courts I lost my chance of seeing my daughter grow up.

I cried for days, holding her pictures to my chest at night. It was like he ripped a part of me away by doing that, I don't know if he did it on purpose or if he had to, but I still hated him for it. As the years rolled on I wrote letters to her, so many letters in hopes one would find her but they all got sent back to me. I've kept each one of them in a little box, eventually I put her pictures in that box. I didn't want to forget her, I never would, but I didn't want Kain to know about them. It was easier that way, and as he got older I told him he had a mother and he had her last name.

He's so much like me, but at the flip of a switch he's like Kai. He looks like him so much, pale skin and crimson eyes. His hair color is mine but with slate highlights, he's taller than me even at the age of fifteen. He's a wild card, I can't keep him still or focused since he's learned he's part neko-jin. Sometimes I wonder if Kai ever told Kyra if she was, without growing up around me her abilities aren't going to be as strong as they should be.

I didn't think it would happen, not in a million years, but I found someone new. He was Kain's doctor, having been in and out of the emergency room since he was seven I got to know this man, Gabriel, quite well. We went out for coffee and just clicked, he's no Kai in the looks department but he is handsome. Pale skin, blonde hair and dull green eyes and perfect teeth. He's kind and open, another un-Kai trait. Kain didn't like the idea of me dating, he was ten at the time, and he tried to punch Gabriel, but I stepped in and he broke my nose which caused my sense of smell to dull. I punched him back and grounded him for a year, though he didn't seem to care.

I've given Kain Driger and he is a strong and fast blader, always training with the other Bladebreakers kids. Thomas, who is Tyson and Hilary's son, is a year younger than Kain. Matthew and Stella who are Max's twins, the same age as Kain. Victor, who is Kenny and Emily's son, is two years younger than Kain. They all make up the new Bladebreakers, with Tyson as their coach and Kain and Matt as co-captains, the result of the two not being able to stop arguing over who should get the spot.

Every year since Victor turned ten they go to a training camp together, today I said goodbye to my son as he drove off with Tyson and the others. I wouldn't be seeing him for about two months, and even though I've been doing this for three years it still hurts to watch him go. I'm hardly ever fully alone since it's just been the two of us, but now I have Gabe with me and he's taking me out for a little vacation. We've been together for five years, so I can only imagine what it is he's planning. I already know my answer, I have to give up loving Kai. It's for the better, I'll never see him again anyways, or my daughter.

Kai's POV

After Ray and I had split I tried to be as civil as I could, keeping up with the weekends where Ray would have Kyra. I never offered to take Kain, mostly due to the fact that I had almost no bond with him. Although he was my son, he felt almost like a stranger to me, so I felt it was best to leave him with Ray, taking the weekend to try and finish projects so I could spend my weeks with Kyra. Only the projects continued to pile up.

Kyra was constantly with a nanny and it was obvious that it was affecting her negatively. I'd come home to hear her crying in her room, only calming down when I came to sit with her. My current life style wasn't working for either of us and I needed to make a change, but I didn't know what.

As the months went on it was becoming evident that living in Japan and operating a company that had its main headquarters in Russia was more problematic than I thought. I wasn't able to come home to Kyra as often as I wanted, I was missing weekends to drop her off with Ray and I barely slept from the time difference between the two offices. It was then that I decided to go on a month-long trip to Russian to try and see if I could fix things. I took Kyra along, forgetting to tell Ray that we would be missing the whole month of visits.

Being in Russia was much simpler for us. Tala had offered to take Kyra during the days, allowing her to socialize with someone I considered family while also getting to play with Dimitri, Tala and Bryan's son who was a few months younger than her. Getting work done and things communicated to others in the company was easier, making it so I could come home at the end of the day and still have the energy to spend time with my daughter before she went to sleep. I'd hoped that this visit would make things easier for when we went back to Japan, but things just crashed and burned the minute we got back.

Things had started to pick up at work again and worst of all, Ray decided to keep Kyra with him for the rest of the month after I'd dropped her off for her weekend visit with him. With work still being hectic and my daughter gone, I was stressed beyond belief, beginning to cope with cigarettes and whisky on a nightly basis. I had been going over the idea of moving to Russia, but it didn't become necessary for me to go until one night when I'd come home, finding Kyra still awake in her bed.

She was only three, but she was intelligent, waiting till she knew I was home, so she could get my attention.

I peered into her room, seeing her sitting up and looking back at me with her normal serious expression on her face. I walked in, sitting down and looking at her with a puzzled look on my face.

"What are you still doing up?" I asked, smoothing down her messy black locks.

"You said you'd be home to play." She glared, looking me straight in the eyes. Even though she was three, my daughter had the signature Kai Hiwatari glare down pat.

"I know, I'm sorry baby. I got held up at work again." I sighed. I always made promises to be there for her, often failing at them before the day was even over. I felt like a terrible father to her.

"I miss you daddy. Why can't you be home?" She pouted, coming over to curl herself up on my lap.

I frowned, running my fingers through her long tresses. All my daughter wanted was my attention and I kept neglecting her, choosing to work instead of being there for her. It was so much easier to keep this job while still being there for her in Russia, leading me to decide to finally move.

I guess in the midst of it all I had forgotten to tell Ray and by the time I remembered, it had been five years and Kyra was eight, Kain would've been six and I just assumed that if I even thought about contacting him that he'd demand me to bring Kyra back, never letting me see her again. She was all I had left after losing the love of my life, I couldn't lose her too.

Moving was the best thing I could've done for us. I worked during the day, came home to her at night and spent weekends showing her around Russia with Tala, Bryan and Dimitri. I still felt incomplete, not having my physical needs met from the absence of a lover, which led to a long list of men joining me in bed after my daughter fell asleep, leaving before she woke up the next morning. I wasn't proud of it, but it was all I could do to get over the feelings of missing Ray. I knew I wasn't going to love anyone else the way I loved him, so why even bother getting into another relationship?

As the years went on Kyra went from being a serious and strong willed young child to a sarcastic and sassy teenager, giving teenage Kai a run for his money. She was practically a mini adult at thirteen, but we still remained close as she grew older. I had ended up giving her Dranzer, who she wielded with passion and fury. I saw so much of myself in her that it was hard to believe she was also the product of Ray sometimes. The only way I could really tell was how cocky she would get after matches and the way she cared for her friends as he did. Over the years she'd become close with Dimitri, as well as Spencer's son, Sven, the three of them reforming the Blitzkreig Boys, only renaming it to just Blitzkreig.

At ages sixteen and seventeen, Kyra was getting too smart and rebellious for her own good. It started on Dimitri's sixteenth birthday after Tala and Bryan had bought him a brand-new Range Rover. Kyra, Dimitri and Sven had thought it would be a great idea to take it off-roading, ending up crashing it into Lake Balkai. Lucky for them the lake wasn't frozen over and they were able to swim to safety, but Bryan was pissed, cursing out Dimitri in Russian the entire drive home.

After grounding her for that I thought it would be the last I'd have to scold her for, till she caught on to the fact I was bringing different men over. I didn't realize she knew till one night I let one guy out early, coming back into the kitchen to get a drink to find her sitting at the breakfast bar with her fingers laced together, looking at me with a smirk.

"So, that's what, the fifth guy this week?" She accused.

"Kyra, this isn't something we need to discuss." I sighed, pouring myself a glass of whisky on the rocks.

"I think it is when I also live here and maybe don't want my dad sleeping with some randoms. I mean, isn't it kind of weird you never got serious with anyone after you were with my other father?" She asked.

This hadn't been the first time she brought Ray up. As a child she'd mentioned him more, continuously asking when she'd see Papa again after we moved to Russia. But as she grew up she forgot about him more and more, only really referring to him as my ex and her other father and questioning why I never pursued anyone since.
"I haven't ever wanted to. Don't you have other things to be doing that don't involve pestering what I do in my free time?" I asked, an annoyed tone to my voice.
"You mean asking about the guys you sleep with? No, not really. But I do need you to look at this." She smirked, pushing a piece of paper over to me.

It was a permission slip for a Beyblading camp in Japan, ran by the BBA for any professional bladers looking to improve their skills.
"Dimitri and Sven are going so I want to go as well. It's for two months after school lets out. Gives you plenty of time to bring a slew of male suitors over." She grinned.

"If I say yes will you stop talking about that?" I sighed, running my fingers through my bangs.

"Most likely, yes." She responded.

I filled it out, writing a cheque and passing it back to her. Aside from wanting a bit of a break from the whirlwind that was having a teenage daughter, I also wanted her to become a better blader and have a shot at the championship title as I had.

"Thanks. I'm going to start packing while you have fun with your after-sex whisky." She laughed, starting to walk out of the kitchen.

"You lied about not talking about that anymore, didn't you?" I groaned.

"Bingo!" She answered, taking off up the stairs of our Russian mansion.

Seeing her off was a hard day. Although we'd been pushing each other's buttons lately, this was going to be the longest we'd been apart since she was three years old. We rarely got affectionate, but we embraced, her giving a tight squeeze before she boarded the plane with her friends, promising she'd try and call me a few times a week. Now what was I going to do for two months while kid free?