Notes: *cries* This chappie is too short!!!! ; I couldn't help it though… I had to get to the next chapter with the guys. ;.; Don't hate me!

Chapter Eight – Hold On!

Kai moaned as he came around.  He really needed to stop fainting.  Then he remembered… he didn't pass out this time.  He was drugged!  He opened his eyes and peered around.  The room he was in looked familiar… but he couldn't quite place it.

"Ah, Kai… or should I say Sarah? You're awake."

Kai jerked up in the bed and came head to head with his grandfather.  He growled angrily at the grey-haired old man.

"What did you do to me?"  he asked furiously, trying to strangle the old man but found his arms were bound.

"So you figured it out Kai.  I want you to meet someone," the old man said and snapped his fingers.

The door opened and Boris, Voltaire's henchman, wheeled in a wheelchair containing a russet-haired girl…

"Sarah!" Kai called out in alarm.

The girl made no movement and her face was covered in bruises and her arms were in plaster.  Kai's head reeled, the girl was real!  He hadn't imagined her after all.

"Did you put her in my head?!" Kai demanded.

Voltaire shook his head, "No… we extracted the memory of Sarah's accident from her head and implanted it into your own.  After we orchestrated your own 'accident', we engaged the brain scrambler which made you think you were Sarah."

(AN: Ah like all good bad guys, Voltaire tells his victim all his plans… lol.  When will they learn they boasting doesn't do them justice?)

Kai looked at the red-haired girl in the chair, pain washing over him as he felt connected to her in some way.

"Will she be okay?" he asked.

"Yes… her mother gave her to use as we assured the woman we would give the girl the best care and that we have the technology to restore her to the way she was before the hit and run."

Kai had the sudden image of Tyson then… crying because he'd so rudely told him that he didn't love him, in front of their friends no less.  He shook his head, thinking the Sarah side of him loved Tyson, not the Kai side.

As he struggled with his bonds, Boris wheeled the girl closer to him at Voltaire's command.  Voltaire took Kai's hand and roughly placed it on Sarah's forehead before murmuring evilly, "Can you feel it?  You can feel her pain… because the memories have connected you together."

Sharp burst of pain travelled down Kai's arm and along his spin and he realised then that Sarah's back was broken.  He cried out in sorrow and in agony for Sarah and tried to pull his arm back but he couldn't make his grandfather let him go.  The old man was getting to much pleasure from their pain.

The communication device clipped to Boris's belt sparked to life with one of the front guards explaining in a panicked voice that the Bladebreakers were attacking them to get in.

Voltaire glared and released Kai's arm, much to Kai's relief and followed Boris as he wheeled Sarah out of the room.  He turned back momentarily to Kai and said in a low voice, "You lover and his friends won't be able to get through to save you.  So don't get your hopes up."  With that Voltaire slammed the room's, though it was more like a cell, door shut.

'Lover?' Kai thought and comprehended that Voltaire meant Tyson.  Kai blushed and felt a little tingle go through him as Tyson was coming to rescue him even after what he's said.

He felt guilty for saying that to Tyson and was struck with the insight that it wasn't only the Sarah inside him that wanted to be with Tyson… he wanted him just as much… even more so.  Kai knew that the real Sarah hadn't experienced any of the feelings and sensations that Kai had when he was with Tyson the night before.

Working thoroughly and wishing he had Dranzer to help him, Kai finally worked off the ropes that had him bound and tossed them to the floor.  Now all he needed to do was figure out how to open the door and he would be right.

He approached the door and was surprised to find it unlocked.  Voltaire must not have remembered to lock it after he'd left and Kai grinned with Sarah's enthusiasm as he sped down the hallway.

He was going to help Tyson… Beyblade or not.  His heart leapt with joy as after years of not feeling love.  He now had his Tyson… and no one would take him away.  Now he just had to let Tyson know that.