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Behind the wall of sleep


Chapter 12: Kill'Em all

Dranzer shot forward, a wave of crimson flames in her wake. I felt as if time itself had stopped, for everyone but me and her, as if we were the only ones present. The two of us and a haze of fire. I could feel her warmth spread through my entire body, through the core of my being. As always her fire made me almost dizzy with emotion, lightheaded and pleased. It was ecstasy, an addiction, consuming and strong, and it would never leave. And then everything started moving again, faster than ever it seemed. Dranzer smashed into the red haired girl's blade, reducing it to dust in one instant. The dish was blown to pieces, and Max had just enough time to snatch Draciel before he was crushed. A thick veil of smoke spread through the room, and I approached the dish undetected, a dangerous look in my eyes. I was angry. A penetrating wailing brutally cut through the smoke, the fire alarm I presumed, and fans in the ceiling was working frantically to remove the haze of grey Dranzer had created. And I? I loved it, I felt alive, strong, this was what I was, who I was…destruction.

When the smoke finally disappeared the silence was crushing. I was standing by the remains of the dish, arms crossed and eyes blazing. Max, Rey, Tyson and Kenny had found sanctuary behind me, and opposite us there was a blond woman. The family resemblance between her and Max was striking, and I tilted my head to the side, somewhat surprised. They had the same nose and eyes, the same face. I reverted my gaze over to Dranzer, still spinning furiously. She came flying back to my hand moments later, and I stared coldly at the red haired girl, already having decided that I did not like her. Of course, I did not like people in general, but this girl, there was something about her that I despised. The shocked silence continued, and I suddenly became aware of the fact that all eyes were now on me, following my every movement. Needless to say I ignored it, meeting the ice blue eyes of Max's mum. It was her fault, what had happened, I just knew it. Although I did not know how or why I was certain of it, and thus gave her a calculating stare, making sure she knew that I was not one to be messed with, that I didn't like her, and that I never would.

"Hi", the red haired girl said, staring intensely at me through her rather unflattering glasses. I did not even bother sending a glance in her direction. Some stupid nerd ruining peoples beyblades, fuck her! I did not like her. It struck me that I myself was not much better, considering the amount of blades I had intentionally ruined home in Japan. Then again that had only been children, they were insignificant. Destroying the blade of a championship beyblader, killing his bit beast, in my mind that was worse, by far. The red haired girl continued to stare, clutching her tennis racked tightly. "Who…who are you?" She asked, staring at me with…..fascination? Was that it? Did I fascinate her? For some strange reason the mere thought made my blood boil, and I could feel Dranzer heat up in my pocket, encouraging me. With a dismissive snort I sent her a purposefully disgusted look, promptly leaving, as if nothing had happened. The rest of my team trailed obediently along behind me, keeping their distance, which was probably a good thing. I couldn't stand the place, or the red haired girl, or the woman I presumed was Max's mum.

We entered the BBA buss about two minutes later, finding our usual seats. The others in the front, I in the back, which was fine with me. I could interrogate them when we arrived at the hotel. My thoughts went back to what had happened, and I could not help but feel slightly disappointed. I had always liked red heads, always thought it was pretty when girls had long red hair and fair skin. For some reason this had led me to believe, or hope, that all red haired girls would be attractive. The girl who had almost killed Draciel had not been, at least not in my mind, and I thus I felt somewhat…..disappointed, or perhaps that was why I was angry? No, that would just be ridiculous. Then again Max's mum was hot, I'd give her that, although I did not like her very much. What if Max had a twin sister? I immediately dismissed the idea, deciding that fucking one of my teammate's sisters would be too weird anyway. Not that any of them had any siblings, for all I knew they didn't, but still, it was a strange thought. Too strange.

With that I leaned back, closing my eyes in contemplation. That facility was the….. headquarters if you will, belonging to a team called the All Stars, the best championship beyblading team in the whole of the US. Surely it could not have been a coincidence that Rey happened to order a tour of that exact facility, could it? This fact intrigued me somewhat, and I did not like it, not at all. I was certain that Rey had not been aware of this when he ordered the tour, which suggested that he might have been….mislead. Was that it? Had they given him a tour of the wrong facility? And if so why? Deep down I knew why, but quite honestly I did not like the thought. The only reasonable explanation was that they wanted to assess the skill level of the team, of my team, and thus try and learn our moves. It was a high tech facility, stuffed with computers and state of the art equipment. Surely it was not difficult for them to analyze Rey, Max and Tyson's blading, finding a distinct pattern. It worried me, and it made me angry. This was my team, mine! They had no right to come and interfere. And at that exact moment I made up my mind, this was war! A war I was destined to win.

About halfway back to Las Vegas Rey moved over to where I was sitting, positioning himself in the seat opposite me. We stared at each other for a while, my mahogany orbs clashing with his golden ones. I could see a combination of fear, anxiousness, relief and….something I could not quite identify, roam his eyes, making him bite his lip. My own face was a mask of irritation, my previous fury still in the process of cooling. Rey seemed to realize this, wisely keeping silent the first fifteen minutes, probably hoping that I would take the initiative. Of course I didn't, and in the end he cleared his throat, tensely folding his hands. "Kai", he said, continuing to stare. I broke eye contact, absentmindedly watching a herd of horses running on a field along the road. A whole minute ticked by without Rey saying anything, and I could feel my frustration increase. "Yes Rey?" I said tersely, my eyebrow twitching irritably. Why couldn't he just say what he wanted to say and leave? Or he could kill Tyson, that had been nice. "I….I need to tell you something", he said, and for the first time since I had gotten to know him I actually considered punching him.

"Kai…I…I..I", and that was when Tyson approached. He came wandering down on wobbly legs, clearly not completely at ease with the movements of the buss. Perhaps he would fall, breaking his neck, surely that had been something. Anger and frustration flashed in Rey's eyes as Tyson sat down next to him, and I felt somewhat puzzled. He did not want Tyson to hear? I had always thought that the two of them where practically best friends. The idea that he would confess something to me and not to Tyson, it was ridiculous, and yet it made me uneasy. It scared me, made me wonder if that demanded more commitment on my part. I had never been friend material, and I was happy about it, mainly because the idea of friendship made me uncomfortable. The whole concept had always seemed…I don't know, complicated? Then again I liked my secrets, and thus I saw no reason whatsoever to tell other people about them. Cause that was what friendship was all about wasn't it? Discussing your emotions and you hidden fears with other people? Needless to say it was nothing appealing about it, at least not for me.

"It was great that you came Kai", Tyson said after a while, breaking the angry silence which had ensued. For once it was not my fault, it was Rey, and I found myself somewhat intrigued with the whole thing. Rey was angry with Tyson? Rey? Of course, being the nuthead he is, Tyson did not notice this, and rambled on about how I had saved their lives and a lot of other unimportant stuff. In the end I completely zoned out, rudely leaning back and closing my eyes, prepared to sleep through the rest of the drive. Even with my eyes closed I could easily picture the annoyed look on Rey's face, and I could literally feel how his entire body tensed, hear how his breath became uneven. And then, finally! "Shut the fuck up!" He exploded, taking Tyson completely by surprise. I opened my eyes again, just in time to catch Tyson's shocked expression. It was priceless! Max and Kenny had turned around at the front of the buss, staring. Kenny even lost his glasses in surprise, and had to crawl underneath his seat to retrieve them. "Rey!" Tyson exclaimed. "Rey!" Said person did not answer, he merely sighted, emptily staring outside.

The rest of the buss ride was spent in complete and utter silence, which for me was perfect. Tyson moved back to the front with Max and Kenny, undoubtedly offended, and Rey, he remained, still looking out the window. Despite myself I could not help but wonder what he had wanted to tell me. But, even though I was curious I would never ask. Firstly it was under my dignity to do such a thing, and secondly I sensed, somewhere in the back of my mind, that the moment had passed. Tyson had ruined it, and I knew that Rey would not complete his sentence, not now at least. We exited just outside the hotel, and the silence continued in the elevator. Of course, this was fine with me, I had learned to appreciate the freedom of room and silence long ago. Finally inside our suite Tyson, Max and Kenny went straight to the hotel buffet, while I took a shower, before positioning myself in the living room with my book. I had always liked reading, and especially now that I could chose my own reading material. In the Abby all that was available was about beyblading, and needless to say I had been bored rather quickly.

Rey cooked, and I read. It was sort of nice. I had company, but he did not bother me, he was just present, and soon a wonderful smell entered the living room. Strange how the two of us could coexist without any major fights or disruptions. Of course I knew that Rey got along with everyone, but it still amazed me, I did after all know that I was not an easy person to live with. He entered the living room moments later, placing a plate with chicken wok and a glass of water in front of me. That was intriguing as well, how he seemed to know my habits when he had only known me for what? A month? I responded with a nod, deciding that I could be at least a little welcoming. He had after all made me dinner, and he had yelled at Tyson. I put down my book, and we ate in silence. Rey was hurt, this much I did understand. However I had no idea why, nor did I know what to with it. Come to think of it why should I care? Fuck! Why did things have to be so complicated? But, despite my ruthless and unfriendly nature I did try, although one can question how successful I was. "Chicken is nice", I said…