"All this waiting is killing me." Bryan grumbled, scowling into the distance.
"Patience, Bryan. Good things come to those who wait." It came out more patronizing than Tala had first expected, and patronizing words were not something Bryan could pass off easilly.

"That's bullshit and you know it."

"Did you know swearing is a show of lack of vocabulary, usually from a person who isn't the brightest light bulb in the pack?"

"If that's right, you must be the thickest person in the world. You swear more than most people I know."
"I do not."

"You do."

"Do not."

"Do."

"Not."

"Not."

"Do."

"Ha!" Bryan grinned triumphantly. "I made you say do."

"Yeah but you said not before." Tala stuck out his tongue.

"But I did that on purpose."

"So what?"

"So, get owned!"

"How are you owning me?"

"I just am."

"Not."

"Am.

"Not.

"Not."

"I'm not falling for that."

"You'd be pretty much a dip shit if you did."

"You're a dip shit."

"SHUT UP!" Spencer eventually yelled, grabbing the two 'teenagers' by the collars and yanking them off the ground. "You're both twats and you're annoying me."

"Um... Are you ready for the results?" The nurse from earlier sheepishly poked her head out from the door, wondering if this was a bad time as she saw the two boys in Spencer's grip squirming to be released.

"SURE!" They all said instantly, stopping what they were doing in a second. Tala and Bryan stumbled to their feet as Spencer dropped them unceremoniously.
"So, what's the sit?" Ian asked. The nurse frowned, not understanding the question.

"Situation." Tala translated. "What's the situation."

"Oh right!" The nurse laughed nervously. "Okay. Firstly, I'm Nurse Proctor. It's nice to meet you all. The doctor currently tending to Brooklyn is Doctor Hague. He's a very good Doctor and I'll tell you now, Brooklyn is in the best of hands right now."
"Yeah, yeah." Tala waved off the intros. "Just what's up with Brooks already?"
"I'm sorry. Okay, I'll cut right to the chase." The Nurse suddenly turned strict faced. "I'm afraid Brooklyn is in a coma." Silence. Utter, shocked silence. The nurse continued.

"There are two main ways to determine how far into a coma people are: One is the Glasgow Coma Scale and the other is the Rancho Los Amigos Scale. On the first of these, the way it is measured is by points scored on three stages. Scoring a one in each of these would add to three, and mean the patient is in a completely vegetative state; the worst coma and the one most unlikely for the patient to wake up from. On the other end, scoring a 15 would mean their brains and bodies are fully functional and completely fine.

"Scoring between an 11 and 15 makes the patient highly likely to wake up. Scoring a three or a four makes them highly likely to die within the first few days, or never wake up from their vegetative state. Brooklyn... is at a six."

The boys didn't know whether to be relieved or shocked. They stood dumbfounded in front of the nurse with equal expressions of sorrow and pain. Tala looked away as the nurse started talking again, further explaining Brooklyn's state.

"We don't know for sure as we haven't had time to fully asses his behaviour, but it looks pretty certain that he is at six. Here is a list of what he can do- he withdraws from painful stimuli and such, scoring about a four on the Motor Response section of the chart. Although, he has not spoken or even muttered anything so far and he hasn't even so much as flickered his eyes. They both score a one, totalling a six out of 15 on the chart."

"What does that mean?" Bryan asked.

"We don't know yet."

"Alright... I guess we should go now..." Ian mumbled. Everyone nodded quietly.

"That would be best. I doubt you'll be allowed to see Brooklyn for at least a few days. A man named Mr Dickenson has already been in touch, and our receptionists have got down his number in case any new developments occur. He told us he would instantly pass on any information to you. Is that correct?"

"Yeah. That sounds like Mr D." Ian nodded. "Okay. Thanks nurse. We'll be going now, see you." Walking as if in a trance, Tala, Spencer, Ian and Bryan headed back to where Kai was. They spotted the doctor from earlier and he smiled sadly and lead them back to Kai.

"He's awake now." The Doctor said. "He hasn't spoken yet; maybe you could get him to talk."

"Great." Tala laughed. "Getting Kai to speak. It's not going to be easy." But the casual chatter was just to avoid the awkward and stunned silence that was falling over the boys. They finally reached a room where a nurse was just about to enter. The doctor stopped and knocked lightly on the door as the nurse scuttled away. Tala waited nervously as they all waited for an answer. When there wasn't one, the Doctor opened the door slightly.

All of the blitzkrieg boys leant to peek inside, four pairs of eyes shifting slightly to get a better view. Kai was sat on the hospital bed, topless with all his abs tensed, muscles standing out a mile off. His eyes were open but he was absent mindedly gazing at the floor. His eyes were the same deep purple Tala remembered from every time Kai had been in pain. He soon recognised this as a sign of Kai's suffering, either physically or mentally.

They all stepped inside, drawing no response from Kai, not even when Ian stood on Bryan's foot by accident and earned himself a whack round the head. "Kai?" Tala started tentatively. The Doctor moved beside Kai and bent down slightly to his level.

"Kai. Your friends are here. Would you like to speak to them?" No answer. Kai sat, not looking away from the floor. "Hmm..." The Doctor mumbled.

"Kai? It's us. Tala, Bryan, Spencer and Ian." Not a flinch.
"This is worrying." The Doctor eventually stood up. "I think we should further analyse his condition just in case..."

"I don't think that's entirely necessary." Tala shook his head. "If Kai was speaking, then you should be worried." The others agreed silently. "Kai's not the speaking type."

"But still." The Doctor frowned. "I'll give you some time to try to get him to speak. If there is no result, I shall have to further examine him."
"Right." was the simple reply. When Doctor Young had left, the boys took up their usual positions. Spencer sat backwards on a chair beside Kai's bed, resting his muscular arms on the wooden back. Bryan stood with his weight resting on his left leg and Ian sat on the desk beside Kai's bed, feet dangling above the clean white floor. The only difference was that Kai was on the bed, and Tala was leaning on the wall. It seemed wrong and unnatural for it to be this way round.

"Kai?" Bryan began. "Brooklyn's alive." No movement. He was sat on the edge of the bed, arms resting over his knees, head bowed so most of his face was shielded in the shadow cast by his fringe. "Kai!" Bryan snapped after the silence. "Don't do this to us, dude. You're not the only one in pain!" Nothing happened.

"Kai. Speak to us. Please." Tala begged. He stepped over to Kai and towered over the dark figure. "KAI!" Tala shouted. "KAI! WAKE UP! KAI!" He lifted Kai up by the shirt and tilted his chin back. "Snap out of it Kai!" The blank eyes stared back at Tala, deep and unchanging. "PLEASE!" Tala shook the teen. His body was limp and there was still no reaction. "Fine!" Tala snapped. He stopped shaking Kai and drew back a fist. "You leave me no choice."

BANG! Kai skidded across the floor as Tala's punch sent him flying. He came to a halt on his left side and just lay there. Bryan sent Tala a look and moved over to Kai, lifting him up and leaning his body against the wall. This time when Bryan tilted Kai's chin up to look at him, Bryan saw an extremely rare sight.

Kai was crying.

"K-Kai?" Bryan stuttered. The usual dark brown colour flooded back to Kai's eyes and the tears continued to stream down his face. By now, the others has seen Kai's face and the tears dripping down it. They gasped and crowded round. "Kai! You're crying!"

A sob escaped Kai's mouth and he suddenly burst into life, wiping at his eyes with his fists and drawing his knees up to his chest. The Blitzkrieg boys were stunned. Bryan held Kai's shoulders before pulling him into a tight embrace. "Kai. It's okay." Bryan whispered into the boy's ear. Kai sobbed once again and nodded.

"Kai..." Tala's face softened and he knelt down too. He joined the hug and his own tears started falling. Soon, Ian and Spencer awkwardly bent down and completed the group squeeze. The first to leave was a tense Spencer, the next Ian. However, Bryan and Tala kept holding on. "It's okay Kai." Tala reassured. "Let it all out."

"Anyone in your position would have snapped years ago." said Bryan. "You're strong Kai. But now it's time to let go of your pride. We're here for you, dude." And with that, Bryan and Tala pulled back. The tears had stopped streaming down Kai's pale cheeks and he sat sniffling slightly and blinking the last droplets away.

Spencer picked Kai up and laid him down on the hospital bed where he nestled down to sleep. Before he was gone, he whispered,

"I'm... sorry... guys. You're the best." Touching words from a usually silent wolf. They nearly started Tala off again. When they was sure Kai was asleep, they left the room and shut the door quietly behind them. Instantly, Bryan whacked Tala over the head.

"You sissy."

"WHAT?" Tala protested.

"Kai had an excuse to cry. You're just a little mommy's boy."

"Oh grow up, old man."
"You just contradicted yourself."

"Oooh, big word. Can you spell it?"

"Course I can, dumbass. C-O-N-T-R-A-D-I-C-T-E-D!"
"Wrong."

"No it wasn't!"

"Yeah, Bryan's right." Ian joined in. "It's spelt that way, thicko."

"Shut up, midget."

"Ginger."

"Pinochio."

"Shut up!" Bryan flicked them both on the ear. "We need to get back. Everyone's worried."

"Right."

They left the hospital after revealing that Kai had spoken to Doctor Young. He had smiled and waved them off as they got into Max's car. Max's mum was sat in the driver's seat while Tyson was pouting furiously in the back. Apparently, Max's mum had refused Tyson to go into the hospital alone in case he got 'lost'. Tala heaved him into the boot again and they drove off.

The music playing on the radio seemed to relate to the overall mood of the Blitzkrieg Boys. They all frowned and thought over the events that had occurred in the hospital. No doubt what had happened in Kai's room would stray no farther than there. All of them were a little shocked by Kai's reaction.

"Until the day I die. I'll spill my heart for you. Until the day I die. I'll spill my heart for you... As years go by, I race the clock with you. But if you die right now, You know that I die too. I die too." The words crackled out of the radio and swam around the car. It blocked out Tyson's constant whining about what had happened.

But when the song went off, Tala had to explain what had happened. He did it bluntly and without any sparing for Tyson's emotions. "Kai's got a few broken bones and is in shock. Brooklyn is in a coma and they don't know if he'll come out of it." The words were no surprise to the Blitzkrieg boys, but Tyson felt his stomach lurch and his heart skip a beat.

"Poor Brooklyn..." He muttered.

AN: I've been researching coma's and I hope my information is correct. Also, I don't own the song (or Beyblade but you know that. That's why it's called FANfiction and not AUTHORfiction or something.) Anyways. Keep sending in your character profiles. OMG I made Kai cry! I'm so evil! Anyways. I couldn't upload this straight away as my internet crashed. Sorry. Blame... uh... I don't know. Just don't kill me. :D

Akane Yurika- * Waves!*

And to anyone else who reviewed, I truly love you, but I don't have my internet while writing this so I can't check who reviewed... I can only remember my faithful faithfullers but just mentioning them wouldn't be fair. I only said Akane Yurika because I just had to do the little * Waves!* thing. :D It's so cool.

Nighty nights... Or morning or whatevs. Depends when I post this and when you read it... And where in the world you are... So mornighty! Yey! I created a new word!... I feel like writing a massive AN, but I know that'd be boring... Maybe I'll give you some spoilers! Okay...

Coming up!

-Something to do with Kai

-Something to do with Tyson

-Brooklyn's state gets better or worse (or stays the same)

-Kai's angry with himself

-The others find out what's wrong with Brooklyn and are shocked (duh).

That wasn't too revealing, I'm sorry :D Lols. Anyways, bye byees! BTW, I've used my 1/! key so much, I think it's broken... You didn't need to know that... But I'm reeeaally bored and I don't want to write too much because I'll hurt my fingers and get writer's block and get square eyes and kill my brain cells etc... I think I'm over exaggerating a little but okay.

Freekiellie xxx

P.s. Did I spell Pinochio right?

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P.P.P.P.P.P.s I just updated my iPod with Avenged Sevenfold and Breaking Benjamin! YEY!

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Byeeeeee! This turned out to be long anyways. :( But it was fun :D