"My, my Kai, how you've grown." Voltaire circled around me, looking me up and down. "Of course, you're not as tall as you should be, it would seem you've taken after your mother in regards to that."
My heart skipped a beat, he'd never, ever mentioned my mother to me before. I couldn't allow him to see my fear, so I kept my emotionless mask in place.
"What do you want, Grandfather?" I asked coolly.
He looked at me in surprise. "Your voice is deeper too; my dear Kai, I wanted to see you!"
I heard Boris enter the room, he approached Voltaire and whispered something in his ear; my Grandfather nodded in acknowledgement and waved him away.
"So, what have you been up to all these years?" Voltaire continued.
I closed my eyes in annoyance. "Do you not have a TV in prison?" I sneered.
"We do, but I would have liked to have heard it from you. You fought some intense battles whilst I've been away; your teammate Tyson, and Brooklyn twice..." He watched my reaction intently.
I swallowed, I didn't want to hear that name, but there was no doubt he would have brought it up.
I nodded. "Yes."
"Your Beyblading skills have improved since I last saw you." There was a glint in his eye.
I stared at him, knowing exactly what he was getting at. "If there's nothing you want from me, then I'll be leaving now."
"Oh, but Kai, I wanted to meet your teammates again." He smirked at me.
I growled at him. "Well, they're not here, so I'll be off now."
Voltaire laughed. "That's funny... Boris! Bring in or guests!"
I whipped around to see Boris and a few of his men bringing in the rest of the Bladebreakers. Their hands were tied behind their backs and they were shouting in protest at Boris' men; Ray in particular was struggling the most. I turned back to my Grandfather, making sure I didn't betray my emotions to him.
"Let them go, they have nothing to do with this." I said flatly.
"So they broke into my house for no reason then?" Voltaire smirked.
I raised an eyebrow. "What they do is none of my concern, I don't care."
"Alright, so you won't care if I do this." He nodded to one of the men.
"Ouch! Get off you jackass!" Tyson shouted.
Clearly not satisfied at my lack of reaction, Voltaire nodded to another one of the men.
There was a few moments silence, I daren't break eye contact with my Grandfather.
Suddenly Ray let out a groan, like he couldn't hold in his pain any longer. "Fuck off!" He yelled.
My eye twitched, it was small, but enough for Voltaire to notice; he back handed me across the face.
"You disgust me!" He roared.
I brought a hand to my reddening cheek, feeling a slight cut where one of his rings had connected with me.
I scowled at him. "What was that for?"
"You know exactly what that was for, you dirty cretin." Voltaire spat.
I didn't understand, how could he have possibly found out?
Boris placed a hand on my shoulder. "I can see you're confused, young Kai. Here, let me help you understand."
He pulled out a tablet and held it in front of me, then pressed play on the video. At first all I could see was darkness, then the camera moved to peer into a window; what I saw next made me choke on the air I was breathing in, they had filmed me and Ray having sex! I could hear my own moans emitting from the speaker of the tablet, my hands clenched into fists.
"Alright! You can turn it off now!" I shouted.
Voltaire glared at me. "How dare you?" He struck me again. "How dare you bring shame to the Hiwatari name?!" He hollered.
"Kai!" Ray called my name.
I turned to see the man restraining him smack him round the back of the head; I lunged at the bloke, intending to hurt him in many ways, but Boris grabbed hold of my arms and punched me in the jaw.
I spat out blood. "If you ever touch Ray, or the others again, I'll kill you!" I threatened to all of them.
Voltaire laughed manically. "Stupid boy, I ought to disown you! Boris, take them to the basement; I've got to teach my 'Grandson' a lesson."
"You leave Kai alone you sick bastard!" Max screamed.
Boris ordered his men to take them away, all the while keeping a tight grip on me; I stared into Ray's eyes as he was shunted towards the door.
"Kai! We'll figure something out!" He shouted before he was taken out of the room.
I hung my head as the door closed, why did they have to follow me? I was knocked off my feet as Voltaire swiped his cane underneath me, landing face down, pain shooting through my nose.
"Fuck!" I yelled as blood poured out of it.
My Grandfather pulled me back onto my feet by my hair, not letting go when I was up.
"Get off!" I screamed.
He just snarled into my face. "Now Kai, that is no way to speak to your elders!"
Still holding my hair, he brought his fist into my ribs, hard; I held onto the tears in my eyes, desperate not to let them fall.
"You've grown weak…" Voltaire growled into my ear.
I spat some blood in his face. "And you're growing senile, old man." I sneered.
This earnt me another blow to the ribs.
I watched him wipe his face with a handkerchief. "Watch your tongue boy." He spoke with such venom in his voice.
He let go of my hair and I slumped to the floor, coughing and spluttering; when I recovered, I began to laugh.
Voltaire grabbed me by the throat. "What is so funny?!" He demanded.
"You can't break me, not this time." I croaked out.
His eyes widened, then narrowed again. "We will see about that. Boris, hold him up."
He let go of my neck and Boris lifted me to my feet by my arms, using his height to his advantage.
"This is what your 'boyfriend' will have to suffer if you don't relent." Voltaire growled.
He lifted his cane and jabbed me several times in the stomach, causing me to cry out in pain; with each blow I received, my Grandfather's smirk grew wider. He struck me again, hitting my bladder this time and I felt a warm, wet sensation forming in my trousers.
Boris dropped me. "Christ, he's gone and soiled himself!"
"Take him to the others, he will need to say goodbye to them." Voltaire looked down at me in disgust.
My vision blurred at the edges, darkness threatening to claim me, but I fought it back. Boris dragged me out of the room by the collar of my jacket, my bloodied scarf trailed beside me; my head drooped down in shame, what were my teammates going to think of me?
Boris opened the door to the room where my friends were kept, I could hear them shouting insults at the purple-haired man, asking where I was.
"Shut up! Here is your 'Captain'!" He snarled.
Dragging me into the room, he all but threw me at the wall; I grunted when pain shot through my body, but I was glad to be out of his grasp.
"Kai!" Ray ran over to me, taking me into his arms.
I couldn't look at him, I didn't want him to see me like this. I heard the door slam shut as Boris left the room, Tyson ran up to the door and started pounding on it.
"You won't get away with this you evil cunt!" He roared.
Kenny gasped. "Tyson! Please watch your language!"
"Do you think I give two shits right now Kenny?" The Dragon growled.
Ray was running his hand up and down my arm. "Guys, Kai is hurt." His voice was thick with emotion.
"Here." Max said, tearing off a piece of his sleeve. "Use this to clean him up."
The Tiger took the cloth and began to dab my face with it, I hissed as he touched my nose.
"I-I think it might be b-broken." I stuttered.
Tyson approached me, laying a hand gently on my arm and looking directly into my eyes, determination burning brightly in his.
"We'll get out of here Kai, and when we do, I'm going to come down on them like a tonne of bricks!" He nodded at me.
Max had sat to the left of me, lifting my shirt to inspect my tender stomach; he gasped at the bruising that was already forming. The blonde laid a hand on my thigh, only to pull away immediately.
He tapped Ray on the shoulder. "His trousers are wet."
I looked away, wishing they hadn't noticed, silently cursing my Grandfather for doing that to me. The raven-haired teen reached down and dabbed his fingers on my trousers, then lifted them to his face and sniffed; I felt him nod to Max and Tyson, confirming their suspicions.
"Come on, help me get him out of these." Ray let go of me briefly. "Tyson, can you help him to his feet and hold him there?"
The younger teen nodded, lifting my arm gently around his neck and heaving me to my feet.
"Please, don't…" I tried to protest.
Max took hold of my other arm. "We can't let you sit in wet clothes Kai." He smiled weakly.
"I'll be as quick as I can hun." Ray gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
He began to undo my belt buckle, slipping the belt off when he'd got it loose; then he pulled my trousers down and helped me step out of them.
I groaned. "I'm so sorry, I-I couldn't stop it, it just happened."
"Not being funny Kai, but I'd have pissed myself long before you did. I admire you for that." Kenny reassured me.
Ray threw my trousers over the back of a chair, then came back to me. "I'm gonna have to take your boxers off too, they're soaked." He explained.
I nodded, feeling a small blush tinge my cheeks; but Ray surprised me by pulling off his trousers and boxers first.
"Oh dear! My eyes!" Kenny squeaked.
Tyson snickered. "What eyes? We're all guys here, we've all seen a penis before."
Ray was putting his trousers back on, going commando so he could make me comfortable. The Neko pulled my own boxers down, threw them away and held his out for me to step into; I did so and he pulled them up for me. Max let go of my arm and dropped his overalls suddenly, he stepped out of them and handed them to Ray.
"Here, he needs to keep warm." He smiled.
Ray threw him a look of gratitude, before pulling the baggy, orange clothing up my legs.
I glanced at the blonde. "What about you?" I asked.
"I could put yours on when they're dry." He shrugged.
Tyson helped me sit back down on the floor. "You okay there buddy?" He asked.
Automatically I began to nod, but I realised how shit I was feeling and my friends deserved to know the truth; I shook my head instead, my bottom lip quivering slightly.
"Oh man, come here you!" He pulled me into a hug.
The Dragon rubbed his hands up and down my back, before pulling away and smiling at me.
"I think someone else wants you." He glanced to Ray.
My crimson eyes met amber, his were glazed with unshed tears and he looked like he'd worried himself sick. With a new-found strength, I brought myself to my knees and shot towards him, just as he did the same to me; we wrapped our arms around one another, placing frantic kisses everywhere we could.
My voice started to break. "Why did you follow me?!" I asked between kisses.
"We were worried about you!" He argued, tears flowing freely.
I realised that this was the first time I'd seen Ray cry, seeing him like that made me burst into tears too. He cupped my face and pulled me into a searing kiss; my nose brushed against his cheek causing an immense amount of pain, but I didn't care. I reached around and grabbed his hair, deepening the kiss and gaining a desperate moan from Ray.
Kenny coughed. "Wow, erm… This is still really weird-oof!"
"Leave them alone!" Tyson growled as he elbowed the younger boy.
Reluctantly, Ray and I broke apart; he helped me turn around and I sat between his legs, leaning against him. The others came and sat down with us, forming a circle in the middle of the room.
Max cleared his throat. "So, what's the plan?"
"You guys are going to go home, I'm going to stay here with my Grandfather." I said flatly.
Ray shook his head. "Not happening!"
"He will hurt you if I don't stay, or worse." I took his hand in mine.
Kenny slowly raised his hand. "What if we can get him sent back to prison?"
"How? You heard the news, there was new 'evidence' in his favour." I growled.
The younger boy opened his laptop and turned it around, pressing play on the video he had up. It was the surveillance footage from Voltaire's office, showing him beating me senseless. I gaped at the screen. "How did you get this?" I asked.
"I hacked his computer." The Chief shrugged.
Tyson fist pumped the air. "Get in there Chief! I could kiss you right now!"
"Kenny, could you come here a sec?" I motioned for the brunette. He put his laptop down, stood up and walked over to me; he let out a squeak as I pulled him into a hug.
"Thank you." I murmured into his hair.
He laughed. "It's no problem, only looking out for my friends."
I let go of him and he returned to his laptop.
"So, our only problem now is getting out of this place?" Max crossed his bare legs.
Ray nodded. "We're going to have to come up with a plan."
"Voltaire will be back for me soon, we should use that to our advantage." I suggested.
We huddled together to form a plan, hoping that it was enough to get out of this damn place.