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I woke with a jolt as I felt my eyes sting painfully, the light of the room almost blinding me as I groggily came to life. To the side of my bed on the little cabinet, there was a plate of food – Kai must have left that there. How...thoughtful...

For a moment I wasn't sure whether to go back to sleep or to just lie there – but seeing as my body just wouldn't allow me to get anymore rest, I thumped the pillow as I forced myself to get up. Just as I sat up in the bed, I turned to see the said bluenette walk out of the bathroom with no shirt on.

Ok.

Now for once there was something I hadn't ever seen from him – and that was seeing him half dressed. I swear I felt everything in my body come to a halt as I caught sight of his clearly well trained chest: of course I had always known he was a very attractive guy – yet clearly since I've had my head knocked, my mind has been having other ideas. His pale skin was pulled taut over hard muscle, a stray trickle of water sliding down from his collar bone from where he must have been washing his face. All I could think was – Fuck.

I quickly tried to gather my composure back as he walked towards the bed where his shirt was laid out for him.

"You're awake." He stated as he pulled the clothing over his head and pulled it down to obscure my view of that very strong looking chest. Blinking I nodded as I threw back the covers and sat on top of the bed, trying to hide what must have the most obvious blush on my cheeks.

"Yeah. Thank you for the food, it looks really nice." I gabbled slightly before I had a chance to stop it all speeding out of my mouth at 70 miles per hour. Turning back to finally face Kai, I caught his intense amethyst stare and I felt my heart freeze for about the fourth time today – each time it happened, I didn't know what to make of it. It was as though he was reading me; studying me. Or so it seemed as his dark eyes bore into mine.

Then he offered me a small smile. The one that melted the iciness in his eyes and brought a beautiful glow to his face that had a habit of making my heart swell.

For God's sake girl – get a fucking grip!

"Good. You look a lot better." He finally answered, moving to sit down on top of the bed opposite me. I looked away as the bed shifted, so his hand was a few inches from mine. Again, I felt his dark stare draw my attention back to him as he continued to gaze at me with an unreadable expression on his face that was now a bit more serious than when he had his smile.

"Is there anything you want to talk about?" He was clearly choosing his words carefully.

Trying to think of something to say, I moved towards the bedside cabinet where the food was waiting to be eaten. Picking up the plate, I started eating, my body finally realising that it was in desperate need of some energy other than sleep. Looking back at Kai, I forced a smile on my face.

"I'm fine. And this is really nice by the way – thank you." I added hesitantly, watching as his expression remained completely impassive.

Then his lips curved into a slight smile as he watched me through slightly amused eyes.

"You're not very good at lying, Amy. Or at least to me anyway." He replied, although teasing me his voice remained quite serious. I sighed as I flopped back down on the bed, turning my head sideways to look at where the sun was shining through the window in a blinding white glow. I felt the bed shift again as I felt Kai lie down next to me.

"I don't get it. I really don't." I murmured bitterly. Next to me I heard a soft 'hn' as I turned myself to face him once more. His eyes were closed as he laid straight on his back, one arm across his stomach while the other rested above his head – he looked so peaceful. Sighing again, I rolled over to check my phone which was charging by on the bedside cabinet. 10 missed calls – caller ID: Casey Tolland.

"Oh shit." I groaned, scrolling through each time she had tried to contact me whilst I was sleeping. Casey had been one of my best friends since I started secondary school; we met when we were 13, at the local park where I had been hanging around with the 'bad asses' of the town – like me, she was different from most other girls. But definitely more outgoing than I was! We started talking, and it all started from there: we spent a lot of time together and have done so ever since. 5 new messages.

I heard Kai chuckle from over shoulder as I continued to curse myself for not having heard my phone go off so many times – goodness knows how I managed to sleep that deeply! As I read each message, I didn't really notice a warm breath blow gently on my ear.

Message 1 – Hi Amy, just tried to call you – was wondering how things were? Hope you're ok, call me soon, C x

Message 2 – Hi Amy, don't know whether you got my last message, but I've just tried to call you again a couple times and you're not picking up! Maybe we can chat later? C x

Message 3 – Amy, this is officially my 3rd message – I've now tried to call you 4 times and I'm getting worried here now! Please, just ring/text me – anything! C x

Message 4 – Ok Amy, this isn't funny! I'm really beginning to think you've been hurt or abducted or something else horrible that I really don't want to imagine – ring me now! C x

Message 5 – Amy, I swear to God if you don't pick up my phone calls or my messages – I will call the police! PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE NOW!

"Patient much." I heard Kai snort from beside me – my head quickly snapped round to meet a sly smirk plastered on a handsome face, my eyebrows raised in a look of disbelief as I tried to swallow a chortle.

"Says you!" I scoffed in reply, sitting up crossed legged on the bed so I could return the text messages. I quickly tapped the keyboard of the phone as I made a brief reply:

I'm ok, Casey! Really sorry - things have gone so crazy where I am! Don't ring the NY phone: I'm not there anymore – text/ring me from my mobile if you want. I'll call you a bit later, hope you're ok, A x

Sending the message, I got up from the bed to take the plate back through to the kitchen to be washed up. Judging by the looks of it, Kai had the hotel room all to himself – which was probably a good thing – I couldn't imagine him putting up with having to share with the rest of the Blitzkrieg Boys for long periods of time.

Passing a mirror, I felt myself cringe as I looked at my reflection: a bruise was blooming in a purple flower just below my temple where my father had hit me in the head, another was forming in several other places on my arms; a scab was forming on my lip where the cut had been and there was another red weal that stood out on my collar bone.

"You took quite a beating." Kai's deep voice came up behind me again, his dark features coming into view in the mirror as he stood next to me. I don't understand why, but for a moment I couldn't bear to be stood near him in such a state – in all honesty, I had never looked such a mess next to him and I was almost ashamed to have him see me like this. I felt ugly. I felt wasted. I felt completely and utterly disgraced with myself. Even though I knew deep down I didn't do anything to deserve this.

"If I was being honest, I've taken a lot harder knocks than this – this is quite mild next to some of the injuries I've come out with. Not all just my father, mind you." I replied hesitantly as I put the plate in the sink of the kitchen and paused. Why had I felt the need to defend the fact that my father wasn't the only who had physically abused me in the past? But then I suppose I had a habit of defending my father – and my mother for that matter. Whenever anyone said anything against them (including the two of them bitching about each other continually), I always defended them; told everyone that they must be wrong about them.

And yet I never quite figured out whether it was because I knew them better, or because I was trying to deny what's true. There was an awkward silence between myself and the bluenette as I caught sight of the blank expression on his face.

"So...are there any particular plans for the rest of today?" I asked gently, grabbing a glass of water before making my way to sit down on the sofas. Kai stayed leaning against the door frame leading to the bedroom, shrugging as he diverted his eyes towards a random area of the room.

"Not really. Though I will be joining the rest of the team in about half an hour or so to do some training." He closed his eyes while sighing heavily, clearly not overly happy with the thought of dragging himself somewhere he had to be sociable. I gave a small smile as I got up from the sofa to go and stand in front of him, crossing my arms over my own chest as I looked up at his pale face. I thought of all the times I had been able to join him for a couple of his practices in a day – just him and me. It was nice just to have all that time to ourselves, and not feeling like we have to talk to each other.

Judging by the look on his face, he clearly didn't want to be queried too much about it, so I just leaned on the other side of the door frame as I shrugged.

"Ok. Do you want me to do anything here for you while you're out?" I asked gently. Kai's eyes snapped open immediately and he looked at me with a very stern look on his face that made me wonder whether he was actually annoyed at me for once...because one thing's for sure: when he's angry – it's worse than my father losing his temper!

"There is no way I'm letting you stay here on your own." He stated firmly, taking me by surprise as he roughly pushed himself off the door frame to go and start getting all his gear ready to go. Although I was slightly stunned by his reaction, I shrugged and also started getting some of my stuff together – essentials like my mobile and iPod to listen to; I hesitated when I got to my beyblade. It was the one of the few possessions of my childhood that I had left – I hadn't used it for about 2 years now.

"You can bring that with you if you want." I nearly jumped out of my skin as Kai's voice came over my shoulder. I turned and looked into his dark eyes, cursing myself mentally as I felt my face go bright red – the last we had a beybattle was when I was about 14. By then he was soon to leave with the Bladebreakers on their first world tour, battling in numerous competitions to become the World Champion team. It had been such a brilliant and fun time then - both of us were completely relaxed and it didn't matter who won or lost. But that didn't stop my heart sinking at the time when I knew he would be leaving the next morning.

I forced a smile on my face as I stepped away, holding up my beyblade.

"Looking for a rematch, huh?" I said teasingly, watching as a smirk formed on the amethyst eyed teen's features.

"You owe me." Was all he replied, a hint of a challenge behind his voice as he made the way towards the door leading out of the hotel room. Chuckling a little, I grabbed a jacket and quickly followed him out of the room, before realising I was soon going to meet his team mates…

"Hey Kai! What's up with bringing the new chick along?" A tall light haired male with sharp eagle-like eyes, who I guessed must have been Bryan, piped up as Kai and I entered the training area. As ever, he made no reply and beckoned me to follow him towards the benches – I followed along awkwardly as the boys continued to stare at me like I had two heads or something.

The guy with red hair that was shaped like devil horns on his head was most definitely Tala from what Kai had told me. He looked directly at me and glared: I can't say I found it very frightening – but then it wasn't comfortable having his icy blue eyes bore into me either.

"Kai! We asked you a question: who is this girl and what is she doing here? We haven't got time for fan girls – we have a match tomorrow!" Tala spoke up irritably, clearly getting annoyed with the Kai's silence. Judging by the slight accent and the way the team were all dressed, all of the boys were from Russia; quite funny really that in a moment like this, I was paying more attention to their origins rather than the fact that if this guy's look could kill, I'd probably be several feet under by now.

Kai looked at me a moment before turning to his team mates with an equally cold glare on his face. Oh boy…

"For your information, Tala, Amy is certainly not a fan girl and she will be staying with us from now on. And instead of lecturing me about tomorrow, why don't you concentrate on your skills first – seeing as you can't even beat the redhead shrimp from the BBA Revolution." He replied sharply, clearly hitting a nerve as a vein began to clearly pulsate in Tala's forehead. If it wasn't for the fact that I really didn't need any more crap from strangers, I would've laughed at how funny he looked.

The blond guy, who I guess was the oldest - Spencer - and Bryan grinned at each other as they looked between me and the amethyst eyed teen.

"Since when did you get a girlfriend, Kai? We didn't know you could even flirt!" They laughed teasingly. Cue a 'die-right-on-the-spot' moment. I had to stop my mouth dropping open as I gaped at them in disbelief ; before Kai could even open his mouth, I gave a little 'mh-hm' - which in turn made all 4 pairs of eyes turn to look at me at once.

"I am here and able to speak. And I am not Kai's girlfriend." I stated, hoping that they wouldn't hear the insecurity in my voice as my eyes flicked from one boy to the other. Tala then smirked as looked at me with a wolfish gaze – clearly sniffing out the prey. Not that things weren't awkward already – I just had to say something: it wasn't like I was a mute little mouse; how else was I going to live with these guys if they thought they could walk and talk around me as though I were a ghost? No way!

"So you have got a voice. Tell me: how is it you got to meet Kai? Not often he brings people back here at all – let alone girls." He asked, throwing a sly look in the Kai's direction, which was promptly returned with a scowl. Raising an eyebrow, I looked at right back at him whilst trying not to smile at the fact that the boys clearly couldn't deal with the fact that yes indeed – I did have a voice. Plus also, I was keen to find out whether they were all bark but no bite, particularly as they were now starting to take the piss.

"I guess we all have strange habits when it comes to people, don't we?" I replied calmly, watching with satisfaction as the Blitzkrieg captain looked momentarily confused, his eyebrow twitching. In the background, Bryan and Spencer cracked up laughing – even the bluenette's lips quirked into a smirk. Since getting kicked out of school, I hadn't really had an opportunity to put my wit to proper use; it felt good to show guys like the Blitzkrieg Boys that I wasn't going to put up with any rubbish.

"She got you there, Tala." Spencer spoke up from behind, flashing me a smirk as I kept my face as blank as I could, for fear of laughing out loud myself. Too raising his eyebrow, Tala raised his chin whilst throwing me a cold stare and then looked back at his team mate stood next to me, clearly asking for some kind of clarification. But of course, Kai left us to our own devices and went to go and start training. The team then looked back at me.

Awkward.

"Don't let me keep you from your training." I murmured, turning away to go and sit on the benches. I watched them all exchange a look as I got out my iPod and plugged in my ear phones, deciding what kind of music I wanted to listen to. Eventually I settled on starting with 'Cold' by Crossfade, leaning my head back and closing my eyes as I listened to the music blaring loudly through my ears – over on the other side of the room, I could see Kai and Tala battling ferociously, leaning over the beydish with determination.

Suddenly Bryan male appeared in front of me; although his smirk had no gone, his features did look slightly lighter than the original scowl he had on when I first arrived. Taking out my ear phones, I looked up at him expectantly.

"What's your name, again? I'm Bryan." He asked, his voice sounding something near pleasant as he looked at indifferently. I stood up slowly, carefully putting my iPod back in my pocket as I felt a shiver go through my body.

"My name's Amethyst. Usually people call me Amy." I answered with a small smile, shifting on the spot as I watched Kai walk over with his scarf in hand, his expression as serious as ever. I immediately put my hands out to take it from him, allowing a small smile to creep its way up to my face as he looked at me with those dark eyes, now driven with competition. Saying nothing, he placed the scarf carefully around my neck as his gaze briefly met mine, before he then turned sharply on his heel back towards where the redhead was now looking our direction.

Bryan raised an eyebrow.

"Are you sure you and Mr Sourpuss aren't that personally involved with each other? You seem to know each other pretty well." He commented, his eyes watching me as closely as an eagle to its prey. I shrugged as I enjoyed the heat of Kai's warmth from the scarf around my neck, still smiling fondly as I looked atwhere the two Blitzkrieg Boys were training vigorously.

"Let's just say we've known each other a while. But we're definitely not going out – neither of us are exactly the dating type." I began to feel myself relax around this guy; like the rest of his team, I could tell that deep down they were good guys at heart – they just had different ways of expressing themselves. But like I always did with people I met: I was never first to judge or speculate them; I let them open up to me if they so chose and if they didn't, I was just as content to just be with them.

Bryan gave a snort of amusement as his smirk returned to his face, lighting up his features.

"You can say that again for Ice King over there! But what about you? Have you ever dated before?" He asked, looking slightly interested as we both went to sit down on the benches. I chuckled slightly as I crossed my legs into a lotus position, leaning back as my smile grew a bit wider.

"Once or twice. Nothing serious. Most people can't deal with the fact that I can string more than one sentence together – and if I was honest, no one's really interested me enough to want to go out with them more permanently."

Well, ok. Maybe the second part of that was a bit of a lie – a certain bluenette has rather recently had me looking at him in a different way...not that I'm going to tell a guy I just met, though! And what if he told him? Oh ye Gods, I couldn't even bear to think about it. I really hoped my cheeks were staying calm this time – yet luckily for me, that seemed to be the case as Bryan gave a short nod, his smirk still there on his lips.

"Hey Bryan! Get your arse over here and get some training done – you can talk to the girl later!" The aqua eyed male suddenly yelled from the beydish. It took a lot of will power not to say anything back. Bryan gave a hollow laugh as he got up from his seat and started to walk away from where I was sat, forcing my face to stay as composed as possible in trying to hide my indignant response to being addressed as thus.

"Looks like I better go and obey his majesty – speak to you later, Amy." Bryan called back, ignoring the frosty glare he got blasted his way as he marched confidently towards the dish. I laughed quietly to myself as I pulled my iPod back out to listen to some music; I quickly decided on 'Supermassive Black Hole' by Muse. Looking up again, my attention was drawn back to Kai, his neck now sweating with the increasing heat of battle, his attention entirely focused on what he needed to do.

I felt myself relax as I watched all of the boys starting to get pumped up with exhilaration, talking back at each other as they moved from one dish to the other, constantly moving. I really hoped the rest of the team didn't find me annoying already; as much as I wasn't a pushover, I didn't want to cause a rift between them either – but then thinking about the brief conversation I had with Bryan, maybe things weren't going to be as bad as I had anticipated.

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