Prologue

Dear Diary,

It's been two years, 8 months, fifteen days and eighteen and one-half hours since the blade breakers were announced as a team. I've learned so many things in these years, good I don't know how I'm going to begin to write them all down in one entry. I'm not very superstitious, but isn't it obvious? Everything happens for a reason, and I believe Fate has put us all together to do more than just beyblade.

Tyson, Max, Kenny…Kai and I. We're all writing our own little story. It's in different points of view, but all the same adventure filled, overrated story. After sitting and observing a while, it becomes quite obvious how we all have changed throughout our chapters together, though. Tyson's more mature, still an absolute pig, but less whiny, and he's actually kind of smart. I'm really starting to think there is something in that mass of empty space residing through his head (ha ha). Max is still Max, emotional, sweet, and caring Max. His appearances are more physical than anything else, that baby fat just seemed to have melted off of his now lean, muscular body, at 5'3 in stature. He's still having that 'addiction' problem too. Yeah- that one. The 'sugar escapades' he has.

Of course, Kenny's work-a-holic lifestyle will never change. I must admit though he's no longer the shy little guy he use to be. Last time I checked, he was dating Emily from the BBA All Stars. They seem to really hit things off; it's going pretty well for them.

All these changes are good, and I'm glad to have watched them grow. But even now I just can't seem to grasp how this one change could ever become possible. Our ex-leader, the powerful, stoic, anti-social, Kai Hiwatari. I must admit that out of all of us, he's changed the most. His past, painfully cruel lifestyle and attitude has morphed into something totally new. In the past two months, I've talked to Kai in an actually conversation several times. He's actually a pretty nice guy…Okay, I won't say nice, but we've spent many a rainy night just talking. He's told me a lot about himself, and even spoke of subjects I would have never dared ask questions about before. I figured it's because he's learning to trust someone for once, and I just happen to be worthy enough of it. He's gone through so much- things I can't even imagine dreaming about! You know what? I think we've formed (or are starting to form) quite the friendship. He knows I'm there for him, I've told him that, and even if he doesn't say it aloud, I know he's there for me too.

By the way, did you know his favorite color is white? Just like mine! Hard to tell with all the black he wears…hmm….

As you can see, I talk a lot about Kai. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I like him better, I just have more in common with him than I do the rest of the team, not to mention, we are the oldest. It's a mutual understanding sort of thing. I would have never though I'd end up talking to him so much when we first met. He just seemed so mean! There's a difference between mean and misunderstood though. That's it…he's just…misunderstood. (yeah right)

Last but no least, is me. Have I changed? I don't think so, I'm still the mother hen of the group, the calm, gentle, compassionate Rei. Heck, I haven't even grown much taller. I wonder if It's true you never really can notice your own changes. I'll have to ask somebody what they think later…

Anyway, I say all this just to get back at telling you what an interesting story we're writing. Two Americans, Japanese, a Russian, and a Chinese. What a strange combination, but that's what gives us the many twist and turns, and unexpected excitements we get. We've been given something that some people don't even have with those they've known all their lives. My past and present are so different, yet I am the same. I don't think I'll ever stop the amount of awe my life has set before me, nor do I think it'll ever go back to the way it was. I miss and love the White Tigers dearly, but…I really don't think I'll ever go back. They'll always be my friends. I just don't feel that me being on a team with them was working out as we had planned. No regrets. Just move forward. Anyway, I have to go now, dear diary. Mr. Dickenson's taking us somewhere tomorrow. And I know it's late, even Kai has turned off his light on the other side of our shared room. Oh, and by the way? It's now two years, 8 months, fifteen days, and 20 hours.

G'night Diary,

Rei Kon