Well, I began to get interested in the story and couldn't stop writing when I had done Bound to Change, and look what I got out of it! I give you two updates, though it's probably the only time I do... except that there is a big chance that I still write (as said in last chapter, it's getting interesting). When I'm done with a chapter of Bound to Change, and if I have time, I might write a chapter in this story. I will not send it, these weren't supposed to get sent, but... IT'S SO DAMN INTERESTING!

Also, Kai's scene wasn't supposed to be there, but it fit in. You can't go around beating up teachers without punishment...

Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade or any of the characters! Just so you realize it...

Warning: I kill characters, I am poor at swearing and my neck hurts. The last one doesn't matter to you, but it might mean the chapter is a little more... pessimistic than it would have been.

Reviews:

racerabbit: Don't worry about the x, though I admit it, I was surprised when I saw someone gave me an x and nothing more xD But yeah, I love Gatesway too, I already declared it in two languages once ^^ Good you don't mind slowness xD It's gonna get worse when I move to a new school (I'm going to live in the school, away from my parents, doing crazy stuff all day and meet new people...), but I can't help it...

FlamingIce94: Thank you so much ^^ Or something (so killing the moment...). I'm just hoping I keep it good, cause I don't know if I can, but I think... Though the story is about to change pretty badly...

*Quote* "There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive." *Quote* Sixx A.M., with the song 'Life is Beautiful'

Principals and Parties

-*-Kai-*-

I hate my life. Seriously. I walk between my loving 'mom' and 'dad', on my way in to the school, in the middle of the day with every idiot in the school watching me, walking in a stupid, white uniform. Can it be worse? Yes it can. Cause I am on my way to get yelled at by the principal, who already have done that. I hate when people yell. The only thing in the world that is worse than them yelling is when they touch. Only being late is worse than touching.

I walk cross-armed with my head down, as said between my 'parents'. They talk, as always, and unless they are total idiots, everybody in school have realized they are idiots. And then, they assume I'm idiot too, unless they realize that I'm a total different race than my parents (not that Edd or Keshia have noticed this fact, but Russians is different than their 'perfect' race. Nazis...). Though, I don't have high hopes for my 'classmates', cause in my opinion, only few people are worth anything.

"Kai, the direction says the office is right around the corner, so we turn here," Edd tells me. Like I didn't just walk over to the office yesterday, on my own, without Smith telling me to go.

"Why is everybody watching, Kai? Oh, well, I could guess you would become popular so fast, no matter where you are! You are such a good boy!" I'm no dog, Keshia, and keep you mouth shot before I make you. "Oh, why are the halls so long, Kai? I'm getting tired..." I shut her out of my head, and do the same with Edd, only being as much in this world as to keep up with their footsteps.

I finally look up when we are at the door, and I tilt my head slightly when I realize my parents are sharing gazes. They expect me to open it? Make me. Finally, Edd takes a step forward and knock on the door before opening it, while I'm pretty sure Keshia is saying something about me, not being clever enough to realize that opening a door for someone is good manners, so it isn't my fault.

We walk inside to find Dickenson behind his chair, and I'm not going to call him Mr. This time, his pig-face is back to its normal color. Though having a kind, calm nature, he got furious when I told him yesterday I had thrown Smith to the ground. He rise from the chair and stretch out his hand to first 'mom', then 'dad'. Then, he turns to me, but I just watch him, which causes him to get nervous. As said, touching is the second-worst thing in my narrow, little world.

"Take a seat," Dickenson says, finally giving up on shaking my hand. Seems he have calmed down, and the nervousness is pure embarrassment of screaming in my face for an hour yesterday. But we sit down on the three chairs in front of his desk, and I'm placed in the middle, as if they want to be sure I won't run away. Considering I would be chased by a pig, a pretty-boy and a giant barbie-doll plastic-girl, I think I could flee no matter what, but that's just my way of seeing it, I guess.

"So, what is the reason we have been asked to come to the school?" Edd asked. No, I didn't tell them anything else than that they should show up in the office with me today. Guess I should have mentioned throwing a teacher to the ground... But that's too late now.

"You don't know?" Dickenson asks surprised, and when they shake their heads, the pig turns his eyes to me and narrow them, like it make him look smarter or scarier. He's a weakling. "Kai beat a teacher to the ground yesterday."

"He was probably provoked to do it," Keshia immediately comes to my defense.

"I can't say that, but maybe he could share some details?" Dickenson says, looking slightly angry at me. I don't open my eyes, cause I know I won't get to answer. One of my 'parents' do that for me, as they always do, so I just keep sitting with my legs and arms crossed, waiting for their conversation to get done and over with, so I actually can get to my class. I'm feeling like I'm late, so I'll get very stressed out very soon. I hate getting late for anything, it's self-rule number one.

"It won't be necessary," Edd assures the pig, even before I get a chance to answer. "My son don't swing at anyone unless someone or something forces him, I can tell you that! But you shouldn't come across him when he do react violently," he continues, nodding secretly while I know what is coming, "cause he is a master at the Russian material art, System Spinach." No, Systema Spetsnaz, you freak! And don't speak of my country!

"Ehm... No matter what, it is absolutely not right to hit or harm a teacher!" Pig, give up, they are too idiot to give up themselves. Just give up and let us go before they make you go crazy, please.

"The teacher did something, I know it! It's not his fault!" I'm your little perfect, right, Keshia?

"We are debating whether or not to throw Kai out of the school, but decided not to. Yet." Give it up!

"That's good, cause you don't know what you would miss out if my son wasn't here!" Shut it, Edd.

"The only thing he do in class than looking out of the window! He's a waste of our time!" Thanks...

"The assignments are probably just too hard for him!" I'm so happy my 'mom' believes in my skills!

"Keshia, Edd, may I please talk to Kai alone?" Dickenson then says. I have been glaring at him ever since he called me a waste of time. It's insulting, but in some way, I don't care. It's not like I even try to do anything at all. But my 'parents' go out of the room, leaving me alone with him.

"I'm sorry for calling you are waste of time. I got mad." So now you are trying to get on my good side? "I can see why you should have problems. Your parents..." I still just glare him down. "Tell me if you need help, Kai. It's what I'm here to do, to get as many students on." So I should trust you? … Are you kidding me? "But I would like to ask you some questions..." … "Why won't you be a part of class? I can't decide how clever you are..." Don't call me stupid "... but I can see more intelligence than your parents seem to notice." … He waits. I'm not going to answer, but I finally let my eyes drop and go shut again. He still waits. "Don't you care about the future? You could get many opportunities if you tried."

"I have no future." He looks at me with confusion, I know it even if I have my eyes closed. Should I answer him? … Alright. "I won't live to see my 18th birthday, D, if nothing in my life changes. And it won't, cause all the opportunities, all the hope you are preaching, don't care a shit to knock on my door. I live in another world, a world where parents are idiots no matter which country you live in, a world where the ones who should care for you stab your back or uses you, and where people judge you by a look that you're born and forced to live with.

You may live in a world of gold, but mine is made of broken glass shattered over the floor, everywhere I put down my foot, I get a new cut. Soon, I reach the point where I don't care if I should end up falling, cause it wouldn't make a difference if I still stood in the pool of blood from my feet or what the fuck I do."

His voice shivered ever so slightly at the last sentence and cracked up a single tone, before it got back to his normal, cold, indifferent one.

"So, what will you do about it? Send me to a psychologist? I can make those I don't like go insane and make their life a hell." There is a reason why I ended up getting thrown on the first family ever to visit the orphanage and got sent out of my country. "What are you going to do about it? What will you do, know that you have poked to the top of my life? I know what. You will turn, and you will run. And if you fall on your way away from me...

I'll make sure to drag you all the way back into my hell."

Dickenson is quiet, but... I can't see fear in him anymore. Normally, people I talk to like that is scared shitless, but all I see in this ones eyes are pity. But I don't want his snotty pity, all he thinks about is his reputation if he gets me on 'the right path' again. "If you could explain in detail, I might be able to help you. Is your parents the root to your thoughts on life? Or is it loneliness? I'm quite aware of the fact that you have isolated yourself. Or is it something else?" Stop staring at me with that pity, I neither want your pity or your help! I don't need help.

"We are avoiding the subject. I beat up Smith, remember?" Else, he might waste much of my precious time. "I want to get this done and over with. I have to be in class, and you are in the way of that. As long as my parents stay outside while we talk, I'll answer any question about the incident, and you keep out of my life."

"It's you who avoid the important subject here, Kai," he says in a tone, as if it would make me feel bad. I don't, I just stare at him. Actually, I don't glare at people, my infamous 'deathglare' is my normal, smile-less watching on people. The glare is far more powerful, but he still gets uneasy now. But I keep quiet. "... Fine. I'll make sure you get to class soon, as long as you answer my questions. But remember, I'm always here to help you." He takes up his hand and reach it to mine, which I have laid on the desk. But before he touch me, I pull away from under his hand.

-*-Tyson-*-

Hiro can be seriously annoying. We are supposed to eat at the party I'm on my way over to with my friends, and he forced me to eat as much as I was able to. I know why, but he is still god damn annoying! So what that I eat so much, it's not like I don't have manners!

But at least, it's not my fault that I was getting late for meeting my friends. I haven't had time to get ready because Hiro made sure I got myself as close to full as possible. The others are still blaming me, though... Probably because they like Hiro so much, or they think it is only good that I can't bring my normal appetite with me.

Of course, Rei is quiet, but he is always quiet. I don't know why, it's actually confusing. I guess... There might be a difference in here and China. I remember big changes when I moved from grandpa to Hiro, but since I have never been really connected to old, Asian traditions, I probably had it a little easier than Rei. The cat-boy also looks like he is not used to talk much at all, not only when adults or many people is near, so maybe he isn't even used to talk a lot at home, and then it is an even bigger step from his normal life to over here!

Or maybe I talk to much.

"I'm seriously sorry for being late!" I say. So some reason, Rei flinches when I do, but I don't really know why. "It really was Hiro's fault! But guess I'm too important to walk away from, cause you still waited for my!" I grin widely at them, and Max chuckles from his place beside Rei and lean over towards me, using Rei's shoulder as some kind of bridge to get over to me while we walk. I don't think Kitty is comfortable with the position.

"Maybe we should have left without you," Max says, mockingly, but he still have his ever-smile on. I don't understand how I have ever been living without Maxie. He is the most fantastic human being ever! I have been home by his mom, and she's very nice too, though I... don't think I like the smile Max and Mrs. Tate sends each other when they think I'm not looking... Max leans back away from Rei again and pads Kitty on the shoulder as an apology. We all know the Chinese easily gets uncomfortable... I don't really understand why he then have chosen our group!

"Awww, you know you would miss me!" I say, Kitty flinches, and Maxie falls behind Kitty and jumps over to my to attack and lean over my back, laughing and having his ever-smile. As said, I love him and I don't know how I have survived 15 years without him. Yeah, by the way, I have just had my birthday yesterday! I invited all my friends.

"Yeah, you are right. Or at least I would have missed you. I think the others just would have been relived not needing to hear you yelling and apologizing," the blond boy says, and the laugh and smile is clear on his face.

I shrug him off my shoulder and turn to him, just as we are about to turn the corner that leads us over to the house where the girl holds the party, I take front at Max. "Hey!" I say and jumps over and attack him, and then, we roll around on the ground, both of us laughing. Yeah, I really don't know how I have survived without him...

Finally, we have gotten inside to the party, a few minutes late. It's surprising, we are actually the first people to enter... except for mister I'm-never-late-and-I'm-an-annoying-sourpuss, who have already found a corner where he can sit, beside an enormous panorama-window. I seriously don't like that guy, he is scary and cold and annoying and acts like he is perfect and better than the rest of us... Though meeting him walk with his parents the other day was a laugh. Pure idiots, talking about him as if he was the champion of the world! I see where he gets it from, and it's hilarious.

We greet the girl who invited us, and she is clearly happy that other people than the demon decided to show up. This party and her would be screwed if only one showed up, so she is really smiling at us right now. Wonder if she have tried to start a conversation with the demon... would be fun.

Others come, and after some time, a DJ shows up. Soon, people are spread out in the room or dances in the middle of the floor, or they are standing around the hotdog-table. I sit on a chair, looking at Max while he tries to convince Rei he should try a dance. Appears Kitty can be extremely stubborn, but that only makes it even more fun. I think I will walk over and ask Kai for a dance if Max gets Rei out, just to piss him off. If I'm brave enough.

In the end, Max drags Rei to the floor and begins jumping up and down around Kitty, as if he was a christmastree, as if that weird jumping is dancing... wonder where he have gotten the sugar from... But Rei just stare at him with confusion, before looking over at the other dancing people... HAHA! Max, you're a genius! We got him dancing, we got him dancing! HAHAHA! Victory! This is probably the best thing that have ever happened in my LIFE, man!

I jump up from my seat and run out on the dance-floor, catching Max before he jumps directly into a table and gets us over to the dancing Rei. He is more agile and faster than I had thought. I have to admit, he is quite good, not even because it is the first time he has danced ever. I think we have forced Kitty over a boundary and has taken the first step on the path to make him a good and carefree American. Hope he will keep his grades up and never leave again!

Oh... I have to ask Kai... Oh... Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe I should just play a coward and keep away... But what is the worst thing he can do? The only thing he ever does is just glare at you, and that isn't that bad. He isn't as high and strong as he claim he is! Pfft, I'm going to ask him to dance with me, I already know his reaction is a no! He haven't moved ever since we came, I don't even know why he is still here. But I walk over towards him, away from my two dancing friends. No, the demon hasn't moved ever since we came, he even sits in the same position as before.

"Hi!" I say, and his eyes immediately opens, and I winch slightly. I seriously believe those eyes are made so that you forget the intensity of the glare until the moment you look into the eyes again! But now that I'm close to him, I can see he has taken on face paint. He don't wear face paint in school, wtf? "Would you like to-?"

"No," he says, even before I'm finished talking! Jerk!

"You don't even know what I was about to ask-!"

"No, I'm not going to dance with you." I HATE YOU, why are you able to be cool all the way through?

"You're boring!" He continues glaring, his gaze intensifying. "What the hell are you doing at a party if you are not going to talk or drink or dance or eat?" He snort and close his eyes. "Answer me, what the hell are you even doing here? We don't even want you here! What the hell are you still doing here?" I know I'm yelling, but he just made it click. Why can he be so calm and so cool-ish, and yet so annoying and so... so... HATING?

"You want to know what I'm doing here?" he asks, smirking annoyingly. "At this party?" He brushes past me, and though I thought he is just about to slam his shoulder into mine since we are so close, he manages to get past me without touching me. "I'm ruining it," he whispers just as he passes my ear, and I turn around and reach for his arm to stop him from walking away. He's an idiot, hell yeah he is ruining my party!

But I don't get to touch the leather-black, skull-decorated, chains-covered jacket, that hides his arm. I nearly get a grip on the white scarf, which brushes past me as a contrast to his all-black clothes with the light part of his blue hair. I take another step toward him, and get out in front of the giant panorama-window he had been sitting beside all evening. Just then, his fast footsteps have gotten him all the way over to the other side of the window, and...

Suddenly, I hear a small bang, and I feel a sharp pain right over my upper lip, and I fall backwards in surprise. I land on the floor on my back. What the fuck? I hear another amount of small bangs, a big amount, and the big windows get shot into a million pieces. I get covered in small shards of glass as I listen to the others beginning to scream or cry in pain or surprise.

"What is happening?"

"I don't know!"

"Help! I got hit! I got hit! It hurts! It hurts!"

"Andrew? Andrew, are you alright? Help, Andrew is unconscious! He's bleeding from a wound in his stomach!"

I roll over and get up on my hands and knees, trying to get over to my friend Andrew, but then another amount of small bangs reach my ears. Behind me, I suddenly hear a loud thud and a groan, and I turn my head around.

"KAI!" I gasp when I see him lay there with hand on a wound in his stomach. He's still awake and now, he simply stare at me with those cold eyes. Then, he smirk and let his eyes close, letting out a deep breath, and I jump over towards him and put a finger to his throat. I get to feel his thundering heart, and I know he is still alive. What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do? I don't even know what happened! What am I gonna do? So many people are hurt!

I get to my feet and run over the crying bodies and get to the phone and dial 911. "Many people are hurt! Get at least twenty over here! I don't know what happened... I don't understand..." I begin to cry into the phone, unable to keep it together now that I have begun talking. I don't understand... I don't understand... I don't understand...

The phone is suddenly taken from my hand, and I look into the golden orbs of the Chinese as he takes a deep breath and takes the phone to his ear. As far as I know, he is not used to phones, but at least he doesn't cry into the phone. "Hello, this Rei." Not a good beginning, but at least he tries. Unlike me, he is calm, though very tense too. "Gun. Have not seen before, no, but saw what I think is a bullet... Yes... No, stopped..." He looked out over the many bloody people. "About 25 people down... Two-three seems dead or mortally wounded... Where?..." He look over at me, and I tell him the address between my sobs. He nods, and soon he is done talking. He walks over to Andrew, my good friend, and looks for signs of life, him as the only one of the still-healthy people able to keep himself together... I don't understand... Why should we get shot?... I don't understand...

I hear the sound of police-cars and ambulances come after a little while, and at some point it seems Rei has turned on the light... The sight isn't pretty, though it seems most have just gotten shot in the leg. Andrew, the girl holding the party and Kai lie in big, red pools, looking dead, while many of the other wounded still cries or have lost conscious, Max being in the last group. The ones who didn't get shot, the ones like me, just sits by the walls of the room, crying or staring. Only Rei and another guy I don't know is trying to do something, but the other guy seems utterly shocked, too. Rei, on the other hand, has his Chinese-mask on, which means he is thinking hard. When the police-cars and ambulances get here, he walks out to greet them...

I don't understand... I don't understand... Why?... I don't understand...

Lovely ending, told ya it would become good in this chapter ^^ It all started so peaceful, and now, someone might be dead! Or end up dying! Or something like that! Or...! Well, I hope you liked it, cause it was fun writing. Let it be fun reading too, then I'm just happy ^^ But honestly, I think it was good Tyson kept it together long enough to dial the number, don't think Rei knows the emergency-number...

Anyway, enjoy in joy ^^