NOTE: Oops. You know how I said the songs used on the last chapter? I accidently cut that out. I made that chapter before, redid it, and cut out the songs and forgot to take out that statement. Sorry everyone! x3';; So... is Kai DEAD?! You DON'T know that, DO YOU!? mwahhaa. Well read on, and find out!! :D Only the girl characters are copyright by me, blah blah blah, I don't wanna say this again! xD; Yeah... enjoy the fic! :D!!! Oh, yeah, wondering why this story's rated PG-13? ...Well, here's 15% of it commin' right at ya. (Well, I guess they put this kind of small stuff in PG movies too, but god no, not freakin' Disney...)
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Will's POV
I poked Kai, "Kai? You alive?"
He didn't move. No, this guy COULDN'T be dead. He looked like the tough immortal guy!
"Ah, maybe I should wait a bit, and clean up a little more," I thought, "then he might wake up. He could be a heavy sleeper."
I began scrubbing up all the glowstick goo up off the floor, which tooke quite awhile. I had a little fun with it actually.
I then folded up some round tables and stuffing them in the closet, and stacking up chairs. Next I cleaned up all the pop, and stuffed the music system into the closet, exactly like my dad wan'ted it.
My parents split up so... in the summer I lived with my dad.
I sighed, exausted, and whiped my forhead and wen't over to Kai. He didn't move.
So I poked him. No movement. I was cleaning up for an hour and he still hasn't woke up? Heavy sleeper is right!
Well, I needed to get him out or atleast hide him.
"Uh..." I studdered, taking his hand, and dragging him over to a closet, and stuffed him inside. I closed the door, outside of the closet, and a second after I heard a bang. I opened the door, and Kai, off the door, sprawled to the floor.
I let out a long sigh, "ARRRGHH! Wake up!"
He layed there.
"Ohh-kay," I whined, "that's IT... here we go..."
I took both his arms, took him outside, and put him infront of the building. Yeah, I really DID hate to do that, but...
Walking home, since my cleaning up was all done, I forgot I had locked the door.
So, I pulled out my keys, ran up to the door, and locked the doors of the complex. I saw Kai laying on the ground. It began to rain. I felt really bad leaving him there, but I had to, or i'd get in deep, deep, shit.
So, I walked home in the rain. As soon as I got home, I got into my pjs, boxers and a t-shirt with a Galeon on it(hehe), and wen't straight to bed.
...Eh, my dad was probably out at some bar being a manwhore or something. oO; If my dad ever caught me up when he got home i'd get severe punishment, or maybe I litle beating or slap in the face. Yeah, I know, call kids help phone... x.x';; But... (trails off)
I sat in bed, still lying awake thinking what I did about Kai.
"He MUST be up now, he HAS to be," I thought.
Suddenly the door swung open- my the sounds of it, my dad and a drunken lady. I swung over to my side, pretending to be asleep.
My dad and the girl looked in my room, "oh.. eh, good, that bitch is asleep..." slurred my father.
About 3 breif minutes after I heared springing of a matress, and that woman groaning.
I shuddered, "I gotta get outta here."
And that's exacly what I had planned- I had to go see Kai!
I had to!
I peeked up over the windowsill and looked out at the rain, constantly pouring and pouring.
Like any other kid would do, I opened the window, threw out my shoes, and tied up my sheets, and flung the long strips of bundled material out the window.
I climbed down, and put on my shoes. I ran across the lawn, and ran out of my house's sight.
"Fuck!!" I heared my dad yell, "where is that bitch?"
'Gone to do more important things!' I thought, smiling.
Kai's POV
"Ohhh..." I moaned, looking around, "where did that girl put me...?"
Constant rain poured over me. I was soaked. I got up, stumbling a little, and leaned on the side of the building to catch my breath, and stand up. What was making me so tired? So feirce and angry, more than I always was before? I felt so.. lightheaded and drowzy. I don't remember drinking, that's for sure.
But, I knew something was wrong with me and I didn't feel normal.
I felt..
I felt like.. I wan'ted to.. no..
I needed to kill.
But I couldn't, even if it was an inniciont child that was the first living thing that came to myself.
Even bad enough, I would kill myself.
So, to maybe calm me down, I took out my Beyblade, and, I dunno, started practicing for no reason at all.
But it was weird. Every time I launched it, it hurt.
After my 42nd launch(yes, I counted..), I watched it spin for about 3 breif seconds, and collapsed.
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Will's POV
I poked Kai, "Kai? You alive?"
He didn't move. No, this guy COULDN'T be dead. He looked like the tough immortal guy!
"Ah, maybe I should wait a bit, and clean up a little more," I thought, "then he might wake up. He could be a heavy sleeper."
I began scrubbing up all the glowstick goo up off the floor, which tooke quite awhile. I had a little fun with it actually.
I then folded up some round tables and stuffing them in the closet, and stacking up chairs. Next I cleaned up all the pop, and stuffed the music system into the closet, exactly like my dad wan'ted it.
My parents split up so... in the summer I lived with my dad.
I sighed, exausted, and whiped my forhead and wen't over to Kai. He didn't move.
So I poked him. No movement. I was cleaning up for an hour and he still hasn't woke up? Heavy sleeper is right!
Well, I needed to get him out or atleast hide him.
"Uh..." I studdered, taking his hand, and dragging him over to a closet, and stuffed him inside. I closed the door, outside of the closet, and a second after I heard a bang. I opened the door, and Kai, off the door, sprawled to the floor.
I let out a long sigh, "ARRRGHH! Wake up!"
He layed there.
"Ohh-kay," I whined, "that's IT... here we go..."
I took both his arms, took him outside, and put him infront of the building. Yeah, I really DID hate to do that, but...
Walking home, since my cleaning up was all done, I forgot I had locked the door.
So, I pulled out my keys, ran up to the door, and locked the doors of the complex. I saw Kai laying on the ground. It began to rain. I felt really bad leaving him there, but I had to, or i'd get in deep, deep, shit.
So, I walked home in the rain. As soon as I got home, I got into my pjs, boxers and a t-shirt with a Galeon on it(hehe), and wen't straight to bed.
...Eh, my dad was probably out at some bar being a manwhore or something. oO; If my dad ever caught me up when he got home i'd get severe punishment, or maybe I litle beating or slap in the face. Yeah, I know, call kids help phone... x.x';; But... (trails off)
I sat in bed, still lying awake thinking what I did about Kai.
"He MUST be up now, he HAS to be," I thought.
Suddenly the door swung open- my the sounds of it, my dad and a drunken lady. I swung over to my side, pretending to be asleep.
My dad and the girl looked in my room, "oh.. eh, good, that bitch is asleep..." slurred my father.
About 3 breif minutes after I heared springing of a matress, and that woman groaning.
I shuddered, "I gotta get outta here."
And that's exacly what I had planned- I had to go see Kai!
I had to!
I peeked up over the windowsill and looked out at the rain, constantly pouring and pouring.
Like any other kid would do, I opened the window, threw out my shoes, and tied up my sheets, and flung the long strips of bundled material out the window.
I climbed down, and put on my shoes. I ran across the lawn, and ran out of my house's sight.
"Fuck!!" I heared my dad yell, "where is that bitch?"
'Gone to do more important things!' I thought, smiling.
Kai's POV
"Ohhh..." I moaned, looking around, "where did that girl put me...?"
Constant rain poured over me. I was soaked. I got up, stumbling a little, and leaned on the side of the building to catch my breath, and stand up. What was making me so tired? So feirce and angry, more than I always was before? I felt so.. lightheaded and drowzy. I don't remember drinking, that's for sure.
But, I knew something was wrong with me and I didn't feel normal.
I felt..
I felt like.. I wan'ted to.. no..
I needed to kill.
But I couldn't, even if it was an inniciont child that was the first living thing that came to myself.
Even bad enough, I would kill myself.
So, to maybe calm me down, I took out my Beyblade, and, I dunno, started practicing for no reason at all.
But it was weird. Every time I launched it, it hurt.
After my 42nd launch(yes, I counted..), I watched it spin for about 3 breif seconds, and collapsed.