A/N: Yo ! Here's another ficcie about Kai-chan
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Beyblade or any of it's characters
Crying Blood
Take my broken, crimson wings, and help my reach the sky
Help me soar up with the wind, teach me how to fly
It was night, the stars were bright and the sky was clear. A single figure sat on the rail, legs dangling off the ledge. Crimson eyes closed softly at the wind that blew by, while silver locks of hair danced in his face. The usual intimate blue markings were washed off. Revealing the pale, ivory skin that hid beneath it.
Kai Hiwatari sat quietly on the railing, watching the stars of the night. The Bladebreakers were currently in a hotel rented out by Mr. Dickinson after their victory over the Demolition-Boys. After they had won, both Boris and Voltaire had run off before the Russian police could get them. Nobody knew what happened to neither them nor the Russian team.
Take my shattered, tampered soul, and help me climb the slope
Help me see the light ahead, teach me how to hope
Kai looked back to his team, who were currently sleeping in their room. Tyson was sprawled all over on the bed with his legs spread on Max. Ray was curled up like a cat and Kenny was pushed back into the far corner. The scene was quite a mess yet it seemed so right, so warm.
The phoenix smiled sadly. After the incident on the ice, he had tried everything in his power to change, to become like his team. But he had failed miserably. He tried to joke, he tried to play. Yet every time when he would work up the courage to do so, he would chicken out before he even began.
Take my tears of hate and fear, and chase them miles and miles
Help me learn to love and care, teach me how to smile
Kai laughed slightly to himself. It was impossible. He couldn't change. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't. He had been under Boris and Voltaire's control too long. And the constant nightmare of his past was not helping at all.
Without noticing, his mind drifted to Tala and the other Demolition Boys. How were they doing? Are they even alive?
The young Russian sighed and ran a hand through his hair. 'I wonder.... do they remember what it was like before Biovolt took us?'
Looking over to the grounds of the hotel, his asked out to the winds. "Will we ever be free from our past? Will we ever be able to change?"
He was about to return back into the hotel room, ready to face another one of his past's nightmare when a slight movement in the yard caught his attention. Looking back to the grounds, he was sure that he saw a flash of red in the trees.
Take my broken crimson wings
And teach me how to fly
A blue blur was shot in his direction and he quickly caught it, opening his palm to see the object. Kai smiled and looked out into the yard, before he gently threw the object back into the night. 'Looks like we can be free after all'
A figure caught the blue blade gracefully and held it in his palm. The bit glowed brightly before fading again.
"Did he get the message?" asked Ian.
Tala turned back to his team and smiled slightly "Aa."
Then soar up to the starry night
And meet me in the sky
Gah ! Mwas not too sure about this. Mwa kinda wrote it when mwa was bored in class. Oh and mwa wrote the poem when mwa was down Anyway! How wasit? Please rewiev and tell mwa about it hey!