Disclaimer: I do no own Beyblade or it's characters.
Warnings: Yaoi (boy/boy love), OOC, some vulgar language and there may be others later on.
'Thoughts...'
"Speaking..."
--Flashbacks--
More Then A Change
Tyson wandered through the house, occasionally checking rooms to see where his Grandfather was at. He and the others had split up to do different tasks and lucky him, he got to look for the old coot! 'Stupid bastard.' Tyson huffed still thinking about the guy that broke into his home. His Grandpa should have taken care of him, but he hadn't heard from him in.... well, just for a while.
"Grandpa? Where are you?" Tyson stuck his head in his Grandpa's room and shook his head. He pulled out and a light clicked in his head. "The training room! Of course." He rushed off. He quickly made his way through the house and to the training room door. He hastily opened the door and swept the room with his eyes. He was about to turn around when he saw him. Grandpa was laying on the ground, totally out and a small pool of blood coming out of his mouth stained the floor.
"Grandpa!"
Tyson rushed forward, dropping to his knees quickly and immediately had his fingers on his Grandpa's neck for a pulse. He breathed a sigh of release when he felt a steady and strong pulse. Tyson helped lay his Grandpa right and wiped the blood off of his Grandpa's chin. He looked at his guardian with sad eyes. He never wanted to lose him, he was his only family left.
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Max and Kenny roamed around the front room, on hands and knees. Max ducked low, pressing his cheek against the soft carpet and looked under a chair. He reached under the chair and made deliberate swipes at the carpet to make sure nothing was there. He huffed. He had been looking for that stupid bit piece for over twenty two minutes now and nothing. He must have searched the whole living room fifteen times before this. 'This is almost hopeless.'
'Do not fret Max. You will find it in due time. But perhaps,' Draciel said smoothly, 'you should try looking in another area. Like outside since Kenny has the dinning room.'
'Good idea!' Max brightened at the suggested and popped up off of the ground. He called out to Kenny who was in the dinning room before opening the front door. He quickly tromped down the steps and flipped about. He kneeled down on the walkway and started looking blindly with only the little bit of light from the house to see.
Max swept along the wooden porch carefully so as to not get a splinter. He yelped as a piece of wood lodged itself in his middle finger. He glared at the wood. 'Stupid wood.'
"Max," Kenny called out, "have you found anything?"
Max looked up and saw Kenny standing in the doorway. "Nope, but I got a sliver!"
"Wonderful." Kenny walked down the steps and went to the left. He knelt down and pushed some grass aside, carefully examining every inch. Kenny moved to the next patch of grass and huffed with agitation. "It shouldn't have gotten this far!"
"Hey Chief, it could have though. I mean, that guy who came... he could have kicked it out the door into yard. There's no telling where it could be." Max whispered softly. He didn't want to believe it, but it was the only thing he could think about.
"You're right." Kenny sighed. He went to a new patch of grass and his hand hit something. Kenny leaned forward and picked up a light piece of something and his breath caught. He stared at the broken piece of Dranzer and gasped for breath. "M-max! It's here, I have it!"
"What?" Max flipped around and stared at the small piece in Kenny's hand. "This is awesome! Now we only have to find the second piece! Kenny your awesome!"
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Ray stroked Dranzer's now red hair. It hurt to think that Kai was gone and the replica of him was laying unconscious on his temporary bed. 'This wasn't suppose to happen, it was suppose to only be a birthday party. None of this was suppose to happen. Kai should be here, still eating cake and having that stupid hat on his head and throwing pillows at Tyson and telling him to shut up.' A tear tracked down Ray's cheek and slipped off his chin.
'Ray... I have a confession to make.' Drigger whispered into his mind.
'What is it?' Ray responded, only slightly interested.
'This probably isn't good timing on my behalf but I suppose you need to know.'
'Get one with it Drigger.'
'Well, for about... say a few weeks now, Dranzer and I have been conspiring to get you and Kai together.' Drigger stated just like someone said 'It's raining.'
Ray blinked. He blinked again. And again before his faced went red. "You... you... how could you? Kai doesn't even like guys, let alone me! What were you thinking?" Ray hissed.
"Don't be so sure." A small voice whispered.
"Huh?" Ray looked down at the girl and saw her smile. Dranzer blinked weary eyes at him.
"Don't think you know everything about Kai, even I don't. But I know for a fact he likes you, it's just hard to get him to do anything about it." Dranzer gave a small cough and a moan.
"But... he always... he never..." Ray stumbled over his words.
"He doesn't know any better. You live with a bastard your whole life and tell me how you turn out." Dranzer murmured harshly.
"Sorry."
"Don't be. Just... help Kai. It's becoming to hard to feel him and it's scaring me... He doesn't have much left in him... can't remember alo-... you need to help him and connect two again." Dranzer slurred and let her eyes close again to sleep.
"Don't worry... we'll save him, I promise." Ray stroked her hair again.
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Ishida sat on the steel table in the room with the boy. He snarled at such a weak sight and snapped his chains. Ishida hated doing the dirty work for Kruger. Hell, he hated doing anything for Kruger. Just because he was the most wanted man in many places didn't mean shit. Just because every time Kruger did his work he showed his face and got away with it didn't mean crap or that Kruger was a master in almost all martial arts, it didn't matter. All that matter was that Ishida didn't like to work with, no, under Kruger.
Ishida glared at the half naked boy and growled. This kid was more than a bother to him but he owed Hiwatari, and no one crossed Hiwatari, not even Kruger. 'The boy will die sooner if we start now.' Ishida smashed his chains on the steel table. Words flew his head from Hiwatari. The boy wasn't to die, only to be treated with the best treatment. 'Well. The boy will live with many scars then.' Ishida pushed himself off of the table. Loud 'clleeeee' sounded throughout the room as the chains were drug across the table and a 'thud' sounded as they hit Ishida's thigh.
"It's time to play Kai Hiwatari." Ishida let a evil sneer cross his face. He stepped up to the boy and lifted his hand. His meaty palm connected with Kai's cheek. A strangled cry sounded in the room and weary eyes blinked open in confusion.
Kai let tears slip down his cheek, not even caring. He tried to think of where he was or what happened but nothing came to him. He couldn't think of anything except that nothing was familiar. The cold room, the steel table, the dim lighting... it was nothing. He never knew such a place existed, he barely knew he existed.
Another hand struck him across the face. Kai cried out, but did nothing more. He could feel the throbbing of the bruise that was forming on his cheek and he could taste metallic metal in his mouth. He spit out the blood in his mouth. His eyes stayed upon the floor, unwilling to look up for he knew there was a person who he did not want to see.
"Brave little bastard aren't you? Not even trying to struggle. Where's the fun in that?" Ishida said in a low husky growl. He wrapped a chain around his fist and squeezed. Blood dripped down on the immaculate chain. His fist connected with Kai's stomach several times. Each time Ishida only earned himself a mediocre grunt of displeasure.
"Surely you don't think that will help you young Hiwatari? Maybe you should remember, that tortures like to hear screams, that's what many thrive on. I myself want to listen to your screams..." A punch was directed towards Kai's chest. "...your wails of pain..." Another to the side of the head. "... the sound of bones twisting..." A foot connected with Kai's side. "Don't fuck with me young Hiwatari. Scream, yell, cry, because this is your last time to do anything of the sort."
Kai's eyes snapped open as an intense pain overwhelmed him. His mouth hung open as the pain intensified as something twisted in his thigh. A loud scream escaped his lips in a desperate cry for help, but somewhere in his mind, he knew no one could help him. He couldn't remember anyone helping him before... even if he couldn't remember much of anything, he knew he was always alone.
Kai let out another high pitched wail as another sharp pain pierced his chest and was drug down to his opposite hip. Thoughts ran through his blank mind like wildfire. He tried and tried again to think of what he may have done wrong to someone to deserve such treatment but nothing came. No memories or flashes of thoughts, or anything. Just a blank mind greeted him with one thing left. One name was left in his mind but he didn't know who it was or why, but for some reason it only brought comfort to his mind, even if his body was being beaten.
Ishida glared at the boy and ground his teeth together. He held the small dagger in his hand. The hilt of the dagger was a plain silver with two crimson red jewel on the side. The blade itself was about four inches long and gleamed when light touched it, but now the blade was covered in thick layer of runny blood that dripped onto the hilt of the dagger. Ishida flipped the dagger around and placed it back in his brown boots, not even caring if the blood stained his shoes.
"You little shit, you think those screams are enough? I want to hear screams that others can hear, that would make a fucking banshee seem like a fly!" Ishida grabbed Kai by the hair and yanked his head upward. He glared down at crimson eyes and his face became twisted with disgust. "You will do as I say... or else." Ishida let his free hand travel down Kai's chest, tracing the cut he had made prior to this event. Just as he reached the boy's hip, he dug his fingers into the wound. He smiled as the room filled with a terrible scream. "That's more like it. Give me more."
Before Ishida could do more, he heard footsteps racing down towards him. Ishida smiled and grabbed a hold of Kai's chin. He glared down at crimson eyes and scowled. "You will not be the only one to bleed tonight."
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With much struggling, dragging, and cursing, Tyson was able to get his Grandpa in his own room and on the bed. Grandpa seemed to be okay, just unconscious. Tyson pulled up a tan comforter and draped it on Grandpa. He smiled at the old coot and exited the room. He walked to Ray's room and opened the door. He was greeted with Max, Kenny, and Ray all circled around in the middle of the floor.
"So we need to find him and the other piece right?"
"Yes. Only the problem is, Dizzi scanned the bit part and then the house, but she can't get a trace of the second piece."
"You mean it's not here?"
"Yes. Dizzi has a theory that someone took it. I think it was Kai's Grandfather."
"I bet it was."
"Right. But we need two people to go to Kai's house, and two people to look for Kai."
Tyson stopped listening and spoke up. "Guys, what can I do now?"
"Huh?" Kenny glanced up from the floor and nodded to him. The boys opened the small circle enough for Tyson to join on the floor with them. "Good, I'm glad you're here." Kenny cleared his throat. "I want you and Ray to find Kai. Max and I will go to Kai's house to get the bit piece back. In the mean time, we need to ask Grandpa about watching over Kaik... I mean Dranzer."
"Sorry guys, Gramps can't. He's out cold in his room. Seems that guy got to him before we could."
"Shoot." Kenny frowned. "But, is he okay?"
"Yeah, he'll be out for a while though."
"Right, what about your neighbor? Could she help us here?" Max asked.
"Probably. Ms. Knight is really nice, she'd do it no problem."
"Right, then let's do it." Ray said determinedly.
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Kruger answer the ringing phone and smiled. He talked quickly and quietly, just to make sure Kamiya could no hear the conversation. He whispered his words and waited for a reply. He whispered more. Kruger grinned, said bye, and hung up the phone. He grinned at the last words of the departing voice. 'The plan has changed. Do not let him live.'
"Who was that Kruger?" Kamiya asked.
"Mr. Hiwatari."
Just then, Kruger and Kamiya both heard a scream bounce off the walls. Kamiya gave a half smirk and eyed Kruger. He saw the smaller man tense up and his arms flex. Grey eyes pieced through a wooden door, straight across the building to where the boy was being held. Kamiya felt a sense of pleasure flow over him in seeing the other man in his current situation. It came him not end of pleasure to know that the great Kruger was just as flawed in hostage situations as the rest.
"Going to go see your pet?" Kamiya muttered humbly.
Grey eyes snapped towards sea green. Fire and hatred shown through, hitting Kamiya with a none to familiar sense of fear. Kruger balled up his fists. "Of course. He's my pet, why would anyone else get to play with him?" With that said, he turned on his heels and strode out the door.
"But you forget Kruger, Ishida was the one to get the assignment, therefore, he's not all yours." Kamiya couldn't help letting a wicked smile grace his lips as he began to follow the shorter man.
By the time Kruger reached the door, he found it unlocked and just waiting to be slammed open. Kruger did just that. He kicked in the door, cracking it in the middle and blowing out the glass in the small window at the top. He stepped in. He saw Ishida holding the boy's chin in one hand and another on the boy's bleeding hip.
"Ishida." Kruger hissed, voice full of venom.
Ishida let the boy go and turned to face Kruger. Ishida had blood spot on his pants and his hands were caked in runny blood. Ishida had a feral grin on his face as he took a hard step forward. Eyes narrowed into tiny slits and fists clenched. Ishida reached behind him for a chain and clenched it. "Kruger."
Kamiya chose that moment to walk in behind Kruger. Humor danced in his eyes. He loved a good brawl every once in a while. He loved the crunching of bones, the splatters of blood, and especially the death. The death was a major plus if the fight got out of hand. Kamiya walked to the side of the room, noticed by neither of the other two, and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He let a small glance flicker to the boy. His body tightened in anticipation.
"What in hell do you think you're doing, Ishida?" Kruger growled with spite in his voice.
"I'm playing." Ishida lashed out calmly. Blood dripped from his hands.
"But you're not allowed to play with MY pet." His left eye twitched.
"But it was my pet first. You stole him."
"I did not. I was just there before you."
"No more." Ishida's hand trembled with self-restraint.
Kamiya jumped from the wall and immediately took a place next to Ishida. He reached behind him and pulled out two curved blades. Vicious smirks settled on Ishida's and Kamiya's face as each took a step forward.
"Both at once? I thought you would at least do me the honors of a honorable battle." Kruger set his stance and held up his hands in defense.
"We are to fight one at a time, but since when have your fought honorable Kruger?" Kamiya hissed out. Just as the last word was said, Kamiya whirled around and plunged a dagger into the boy's arm, going clear through it.
That was the last straw for Kruger. His mind snapped. No one touched his pet. His mind never registered the howl of pain, the snap of the chain, or the screech of a knife. He only knew that disobedience deserved death.
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Mr. Hiwatari meddled with the broken bit piece and examined it. There was nothing unusual about it, it was just broken. He heard a knock at the door and he set the piece down on the desk and called for the person to enter. He watched as the door opened and a man, maybe six foot tall entered. He wore a traditional black butler suit and was carrying a silver tray. The tray contained a teapot, a cup and saucer, a spoon, sugar, and honey.
"Sir, you're tea." The butler walked forward and placed the silver tray on the desk. Mr. Hiwatari just nodded and took his cup and saucer. He poured his expensive tea and inhaled. He enjoyed tea very much. He added a touch of honey and a dab of sugar. He picked up the spoon and stirred.
"That will be all Hashiba. You may leave with the tray."
The butler Hashiba nodded and grabbed the tray. He slid it carefully along the desk and picked it up carefully. The butler gave a quick bow and headed out of the room, his face barely concealing a smile.
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Kenny and Max both had jogged all the way towards the Hiwatari mansion. Both were huffing and puffing as they reached the front of the estate. Max was bent down, holding on his knees for support while Kenny had sunk to the ground with Dizzi tucked under his arm. Each boy caught their breath and nodded to each other. Making haste, the boys ran into the estate, ready for the worst.
They reached the front doors with exceptional ease. This caused not only Kenny to notice but Max also. Neither thought a trip into the Hiwatari estate would be so easy. Kenny nodded toward the door for Max. Just gulped and nodded back, worry written all over his face.
Max reached forward and pushed the handle down. The door clicked and swept into the door slowly. Both boys held their breath. No one came. Kenny and Max entered the house and silently shut the door.
"Where do we go from here?" Max whispered.
"I don't know. We'll have to check the whole house."
"But that could take hours Kenny!" Max exasperated.
"I know, but we don't have any other choice. We have to get that bit piece back."
"Or you could just ask for it." A voice said next to Kenny's ear.
Kenny held back a scream and jumped away. He smashed into Max and both tumbled to the floor in a tangle of arms and limbs. Max and Kenny disentangled themselves and scrabbled to their feet, ready to bolt for the door. They both stopped as they heard a chuckle coming from the mystery person.
"Ha ha ha ha." The man smiled at the two boys. Deep blue eyes twinkled. "Please forgive me for startling you but I could not resist."
"I... we... um..." Kenny stumbled.
"Here. Come with me." The man walked away, and into an adjoining room. Kenny and Max followed, careful to be on their guard, it could be a trap. They entered the room, and stopped. It was beautiful. It was a old english fashioned room, full of old world maps, books, and sculptures. The room was a deep burgundy and a tan brown color, easily flowing throughout the whole room. There were plush couches and dark wooden cherry tables. There were many lights around the room, but all of them were covered with tan brown lamp shade with darker brown beads hanging off.
"I suppose you like the room?" The unknown man asked.
"It's wicked." Max awed.
"Definately."
The man smiled. "I am pleased to know this. When Master Kai designed it, he thought it was horrid. He said the shades of burgundy did not match. He will be pleased to know that people appreciate it."
"What?" Kenny stared wide eyed. "Kai designed this room? All of it?"
"Of course. Master Kai has a great talent for color and coordination. When he is not blading or confined to his room, he enjoys to plot out new rooms. But do not tell Master Kai that I have told you this, he would be awfully upset."
Kenny and Max nodded.
"Now down to business. This bit piece that you are searching for, why?"
"We need it to help Kai. He's in trouble, and we want to help!" Max exclaimed.
"I see. How will this part help him?"
"Well... it will put him... back to-together, in a matter of speaking."
"Ahh." The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a small object.
"You have it!" Kenny gasped. "How?"
"I have my ways." The man smiled. "Here, go help Master Kai. Bring him back safely."
"We will." Max said definately.
"That is good to hear." The man tossed the piece to Kenny. Kenny caught it and held it against his chest with both hands.
"Thank you Mr.... Um? I'm sorry, but I don't know your name."
"My name is Hashiba. Shin Hashiba."
"Thank you Shin."
"Thanks Shin."
"Any time. Master Kai is vital to the Hiwatari house and my friend. More than once has he helped me. I owe him much."
"We will bring him back Shin." Kenny said.
"We promise." Max added.
"For that, I thank you."
Before Kenny or Max left, Kenny had to ask something.
"Shin?"
"Yes?"
"How did you know that Kai... well..."
"Was in danger?" Shin finished.
"Yeah."
"I am the closest person to Master Hiwatari, and I know almost everything that has happened in this mansion since Master Kai came. Master Hiwatari does not notice when other people listen to his calls or oversee letters written." Shin's blue eyes twinkled.
"I see. Thank you and good bye."
"Farwell young sirs."
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Ray and Tyson jogged down block after block. Tyson lead the way, searching the street as he went. He racked his memory from earlier on in the night when he had followed that man. He knew he was at the end of a block and saw a warehouse. He had to find that spot again.
"Tyson! How much longer?"
"I'm not sure. I followed that guy for a while. Look for a warehouse with me, I know that's where I lost him."
"Right."
The boys kept running until Tyson had to stop for a breather. It came to Ray's advantage too as his side attacked him in pain from lack of oxygen. He cursed under his breath. He glanced around and suddenly jabbed Tyson in his side.
"Hey, what was that for?" The winded boy scowled.
"Look!" Ray pointed.
"That's it! Good job Ray!"
"No problem." Ray grinned and got the pain under control. "So, now what?"
"I don't know. I lost him here."
"Damn."
Before either knew it, a scream pierced the night. Both looked at each other and then toward the warehouse. The bolted off at a dead run.
TBC...
**~~**Author's Note**~~** Okay, I've finally came up with my longest chapter. I wrote it especially long to make up for the crap that's been coming out and the waiting that I've made everyone have. I apologize profusely! I don't have an excuse, and I'm not going to give one because being lazy doesn't help! ^__^ But anyways, I'm going to finish this story soon and fast because I think everyone is starting to dislike it. So in the next few chapters it should be over. Now, to other things. The thank yous! Thank you to Angel, Vienna, Kat, aznfiregoddess, Ritchie Waterfighter, Anime Fan, moonlight-blossom, and LB. I appreciate everyone reading this story and I hope you liked this chapter better then the last two. Have a wonderful day and don't forget to SMILE!
Warnings: Yaoi (boy/boy love), OOC, some vulgar language and there may be others later on.
'Thoughts...'
"Speaking..."
--Flashbacks--
More Then A Change
Tyson wandered through the house, occasionally checking rooms to see where his Grandfather was at. He and the others had split up to do different tasks and lucky him, he got to look for the old coot! 'Stupid bastard.' Tyson huffed still thinking about the guy that broke into his home. His Grandpa should have taken care of him, but he hadn't heard from him in.... well, just for a while.
"Grandpa? Where are you?" Tyson stuck his head in his Grandpa's room and shook his head. He pulled out and a light clicked in his head. "The training room! Of course." He rushed off. He quickly made his way through the house and to the training room door. He hastily opened the door and swept the room with his eyes. He was about to turn around when he saw him. Grandpa was laying on the ground, totally out and a small pool of blood coming out of his mouth stained the floor.
"Grandpa!"
Tyson rushed forward, dropping to his knees quickly and immediately had his fingers on his Grandpa's neck for a pulse. He breathed a sigh of release when he felt a steady and strong pulse. Tyson helped lay his Grandpa right and wiped the blood off of his Grandpa's chin. He looked at his guardian with sad eyes. He never wanted to lose him, he was his only family left.
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Max and Kenny roamed around the front room, on hands and knees. Max ducked low, pressing his cheek against the soft carpet and looked under a chair. He reached under the chair and made deliberate swipes at the carpet to make sure nothing was there. He huffed. He had been looking for that stupid bit piece for over twenty two minutes now and nothing. He must have searched the whole living room fifteen times before this. 'This is almost hopeless.'
'Do not fret Max. You will find it in due time. But perhaps,' Draciel said smoothly, 'you should try looking in another area. Like outside since Kenny has the dinning room.'
'Good idea!' Max brightened at the suggested and popped up off of the ground. He called out to Kenny who was in the dinning room before opening the front door. He quickly tromped down the steps and flipped about. He kneeled down on the walkway and started looking blindly with only the little bit of light from the house to see.
Max swept along the wooden porch carefully so as to not get a splinter. He yelped as a piece of wood lodged itself in his middle finger. He glared at the wood. 'Stupid wood.'
"Max," Kenny called out, "have you found anything?"
Max looked up and saw Kenny standing in the doorway. "Nope, but I got a sliver!"
"Wonderful." Kenny walked down the steps and went to the left. He knelt down and pushed some grass aside, carefully examining every inch. Kenny moved to the next patch of grass and huffed with agitation. "It shouldn't have gotten this far!"
"Hey Chief, it could have though. I mean, that guy who came... he could have kicked it out the door into yard. There's no telling where it could be." Max whispered softly. He didn't want to believe it, but it was the only thing he could think about.
"You're right." Kenny sighed. He went to a new patch of grass and his hand hit something. Kenny leaned forward and picked up a light piece of something and his breath caught. He stared at the broken piece of Dranzer and gasped for breath. "M-max! It's here, I have it!"
"What?" Max flipped around and stared at the small piece in Kenny's hand. "This is awesome! Now we only have to find the second piece! Kenny your awesome!"
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Ray stroked Dranzer's now red hair. It hurt to think that Kai was gone and the replica of him was laying unconscious on his temporary bed. 'This wasn't suppose to happen, it was suppose to only be a birthday party. None of this was suppose to happen. Kai should be here, still eating cake and having that stupid hat on his head and throwing pillows at Tyson and telling him to shut up.' A tear tracked down Ray's cheek and slipped off his chin.
'Ray... I have a confession to make.' Drigger whispered into his mind.
'What is it?' Ray responded, only slightly interested.
'This probably isn't good timing on my behalf but I suppose you need to know.'
'Get one with it Drigger.'
'Well, for about... say a few weeks now, Dranzer and I have been conspiring to get you and Kai together.' Drigger stated just like someone said 'It's raining.'
Ray blinked. He blinked again. And again before his faced went red. "You... you... how could you? Kai doesn't even like guys, let alone me! What were you thinking?" Ray hissed.
"Don't be so sure." A small voice whispered.
"Huh?" Ray looked down at the girl and saw her smile. Dranzer blinked weary eyes at him.
"Don't think you know everything about Kai, even I don't. But I know for a fact he likes you, it's just hard to get him to do anything about it." Dranzer gave a small cough and a moan.
"But... he always... he never..." Ray stumbled over his words.
"He doesn't know any better. You live with a bastard your whole life and tell me how you turn out." Dranzer murmured harshly.
"Sorry."
"Don't be. Just... help Kai. It's becoming to hard to feel him and it's scaring me... He doesn't have much left in him... can't remember alo-... you need to help him and connect two again." Dranzer slurred and let her eyes close again to sleep.
"Don't worry... we'll save him, I promise." Ray stroked her hair again.
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Ishida sat on the steel table in the room with the boy. He snarled at such a weak sight and snapped his chains. Ishida hated doing the dirty work for Kruger. Hell, he hated doing anything for Kruger. Just because he was the most wanted man in many places didn't mean shit. Just because every time Kruger did his work he showed his face and got away with it didn't mean crap or that Kruger was a master in almost all martial arts, it didn't matter. All that matter was that Ishida didn't like to work with, no, under Kruger.
Ishida glared at the half naked boy and growled. This kid was more than a bother to him but he owed Hiwatari, and no one crossed Hiwatari, not even Kruger. 'The boy will die sooner if we start now.' Ishida smashed his chains on the steel table. Words flew his head from Hiwatari. The boy wasn't to die, only to be treated with the best treatment. 'Well. The boy will live with many scars then.' Ishida pushed himself off of the table. Loud 'clleeeee' sounded throughout the room as the chains were drug across the table and a 'thud' sounded as they hit Ishida's thigh.
"It's time to play Kai Hiwatari." Ishida let a evil sneer cross his face. He stepped up to the boy and lifted his hand. His meaty palm connected with Kai's cheek. A strangled cry sounded in the room and weary eyes blinked open in confusion.
Kai let tears slip down his cheek, not even caring. He tried to think of where he was or what happened but nothing came to him. He couldn't think of anything except that nothing was familiar. The cold room, the steel table, the dim lighting... it was nothing. He never knew such a place existed, he barely knew he existed.
Another hand struck him across the face. Kai cried out, but did nothing more. He could feel the throbbing of the bruise that was forming on his cheek and he could taste metallic metal in his mouth. He spit out the blood in his mouth. His eyes stayed upon the floor, unwilling to look up for he knew there was a person who he did not want to see.
"Brave little bastard aren't you? Not even trying to struggle. Where's the fun in that?" Ishida said in a low husky growl. He wrapped a chain around his fist and squeezed. Blood dripped down on the immaculate chain. His fist connected with Kai's stomach several times. Each time Ishida only earned himself a mediocre grunt of displeasure.
"Surely you don't think that will help you young Hiwatari? Maybe you should remember, that tortures like to hear screams, that's what many thrive on. I myself want to listen to your screams..." A punch was directed towards Kai's chest. "...your wails of pain..." Another to the side of the head. "... the sound of bones twisting..." A foot connected with Kai's side. "Don't fuck with me young Hiwatari. Scream, yell, cry, because this is your last time to do anything of the sort."
Kai's eyes snapped open as an intense pain overwhelmed him. His mouth hung open as the pain intensified as something twisted in his thigh. A loud scream escaped his lips in a desperate cry for help, but somewhere in his mind, he knew no one could help him. He couldn't remember anyone helping him before... even if he couldn't remember much of anything, he knew he was always alone.
Kai let out another high pitched wail as another sharp pain pierced his chest and was drug down to his opposite hip. Thoughts ran through his blank mind like wildfire. He tried and tried again to think of what he may have done wrong to someone to deserve such treatment but nothing came. No memories or flashes of thoughts, or anything. Just a blank mind greeted him with one thing left. One name was left in his mind but he didn't know who it was or why, but for some reason it only brought comfort to his mind, even if his body was being beaten.
Ishida glared at the boy and ground his teeth together. He held the small dagger in his hand. The hilt of the dagger was a plain silver with two crimson red jewel on the side. The blade itself was about four inches long and gleamed when light touched it, but now the blade was covered in thick layer of runny blood that dripped onto the hilt of the dagger. Ishida flipped the dagger around and placed it back in his brown boots, not even caring if the blood stained his shoes.
"You little shit, you think those screams are enough? I want to hear screams that others can hear, that would make a fucking banshee seem like a fly!" Ishida grabbed Kai by the hair and yanked his head upward. He glared down at crimson eyes and his face became twisted with disgust. "You will do as I say... or else." Ishida let his free hand travel down Kai's chest, tracing the cut he had made prior to this event. Just as he reached the boy's hip, he dug his fingers into the wound. He smiled as the room filled with a terrible scream. "That's more like it. Give me more."
Before Ishida could do more, he heard footsteps racing down towards him. Ishida smiled and grabbed a hold of Kai's chin. He glared down at crimson eyes and scowled. "You will not be the only one to bleed tonight."
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With much struggling, dragging, and cursing, Tyson was able to get his Grandpa in his own room and on the bed. Grandpa seemed to be okay, just unconscious. Tyson pulled up a tan comforter and draped it on Grandpa. He smiled at the old coot and exited the room. He walked to Ray's room and opened the door. He was greeted with Max, Kenny, and Ray all circled around in the middle of the floor.
"So we need to find him and the other piece right?"
"Yes. Only the problem is, Dizzi scanned the bit part and then the house, but she can't get a trace of the second piece."
"You mean it's not here?"
"Yes. Dizzi has a theory that someone took it. I think it was Kai's Grandfather."
"I bet it was."
"Right. But we need two people to go to Kai's house, and two people to look for Kai."
Tyson stopped listening and spoke up. "Guys, what can I do now?"
"Huh?" Kenny glanced up from the floor and nodded to him. The boys opened the small circle enough for Tyson to join on the floor with them. "Good, I'm glad you're here." Kenny cleared his throat. "I want you and Ray to find Kai. Max and I will go to Kai's house to get the bit piece back. In the mean time, we need to ask Grandpa about watching over Kaik... I mean Dranzer."
"Sorry guys, Gramps can't. He's out cold in his room. Seems that guy got to him before we could."
"Shoot." Kenny frowned. "But, is he okay?"
"Yeah, he'll be out for a while though."
"Right, what about your neighbor? Could she help us here?" Max asked.
"Probably. Ms. Knight is really nice, she'd do it no problem."
"Right, then let's do it." Ray said determinedly.
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Kruger answer the ringing phone and smiled. He talked quickly and quietly, just to make sure Kamiya could no hear the conversation. He whispered his words and waited for a reply. He whispered more. Kruger grinned, said bye, and hung up the phone. He grinned at the last words of the departing voice. 'The plan has changed. Do not let him live.'
"Who was that Kruger?" Kamiya asked.
"Mr. Hiwatari."
Just then, Kruger and Kamiya both heard a scream bounce off the walls. Kamiya gave a half smirk and eyed Kruger. He saw the smaller man tense up and his arms flex. Grey eyes pieced through a wooden door, straight across the building to where the boy was being held. Kamiya felt a sense of pleasure flow over him in seeing the other man in his current situation. It came him not end of pleasure to know that the great Kruger was just as flawed in hostage situations as the rest.
"Going to go see your pet?" Kamiya muttered humbly.
Grey eyes snapped towards sea green. Fire and hatred shown through, hitting Kamiya with a none to familiar sense of fear. Kruger balled up his fists. "Of course. He's my pet, why would anyone else get to play with him?" With that said, he turned on his heels and strode out the door.
"But you forget Kruger, Ishida was the one to get the assignment, therefore, he's not all yours." Kamiya couldn't help letting a wicked smile grace his lips as he began to follow the shorter man.
By the time Kruger reached the door, he found it unlocked and just waiting to be slammed open. Kruger did just that. He kicked in the door, cracking it in the middle and blowing out the glass in the small window at the top. He stepped in. He saw Ishida holding the boy's chin in one hand and another on the boy's bleeding hip.
"Ishida." Kruger hissed, voice full of venom.
Ishida let the boy go and turned to face Kruger. Ishida had blood spot on his pants and his hands were caked in runny blood. Ishida had a feral grin on his face as he took a hard step forward. Eyes narrowed into tiny slits and fists clenched. Ishida reached behind him for a chain and clenched it. "Kruger."
Kamiya chose that moment to walk in behind Kruger. Humor danced in his eyes. He loved a good brawl every once in a while. He loved the crunching of bones, the splatters of blood, and especially the death. The death was a major plus if the fight got out of hand. Kamiya walked to the side of the room, noticed by neither of the other two, and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He let a small glance flicker to the boy. His body tightened in anticipation.
"What in hell do you think you're doing, Ishida?" Kruger growled with spite in his voice.
"I'm playing." Ishida lashed out calmly. Blood dripped from his hands.
"But you're not allowed to play with MY pet." His left eye twitched.
"But it was my pet first. You stole him."
"I did not. I was just there before you."
"No more." Ishida's hand trembled with self-restraint.
Kamiya jumped from the wall and immediately took a place next to Ishida. He reached behind him and pulled out two curved blades. Vicious smirks settled on Ishida's and Kamiya's face as each took a step forward.
"Both at once? I thought you would at least do me the honors of a honorable battle." Kruger set his stance and held up his hands in defense.
"We are to fight one at a time, but since when have your fought honorable Kruger?" Kamiya hissed out. Just as the last word was said, Kamiya whirled around and plunged a dagger into the boy's arm, going clear through it.
That was the last straw for Kruger. His mind snapped. No one touched his pet. His mind never registered the howl of pain, the snap of the chain, or the screech of a knife. He only knew that disobedience deserved death.
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Mr. Hiwatari meddled with the broken bit piece and examined it. There was nothing unusual about it, it was just broken. He heard a knock at the door and he set the piece down on the desk and called for the person to enter. He watched as the door opened and a man, maybe six foot tall entered. He wore a traditional black butler suit and was carrying a silver tray. The tray contained a teapot, a cup and saucer, a spoon, sugar, and honey.
"Sir, you're tea." The butler walked forward and placed the silver tray on the desk. Mr. Hiwatari just nodded and took his cup and saucer. He poured his expensive tea and inhaled. He enjoyed tea very much. He added a touch of honey and a dab of sugar. He picked up the spoon and stirred.
"That will be all Hashiba. You may leave with the tray."
The butler Hashiba nodded and grabbed the tray. He slid it carefully along the desk and picked it up carefully. The butler gave a quick bow and headed out of the room, his face barely concealing a smile.
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Kenny and Max both had jogged all the way towards the Hiwatari mansion. Both were huffing and puffing as they reached the front of the estate. Max was bent down, holding on his knees for support while Kenny had sunk to the ground with Dizzi tucked under his arm. Each boy caught their breath and nodded to each other. Making haste, the boys ran into the estate, ready for the worst.
They reached the front doors with exceptional ease. This caused not only Kenny to notice but Max also. Neither thought a trip into the Hiwatari estate would be so easy. Kenny nodded toward the door for Max. Just gulped and nodded back, worry written all over his face.
Max reached forward and pushed the handle down. The door clicked and swept into the door slowly. Both boys held their breath. No one came. Kenny and Max entered the house and silently shut the door.
"Where do we go from here?" Max whispered.
"I don't know. We'll have to check the whole house."
"But that could take hours Kenny!" Max exasperated.
"I know, but we don't have any other choice. We have to get that bit piece back."
"Or you could just ask for it." A voice said next to Kenny's ear.
Kenny held back a scream and jumped away. He smashed into Max and both tumbled to the floor in a tangle of arms and limbs. Max and Kenny disentangled themselves and scrabbled to their feet, ready to bolt for the door. They both stopped as they heard a chuckle coming from the mystery person.
"Ha ha ha ha." The man smiled at the two boys. Deep blue eyes twinkled. "Please forgive me for startling you but I could not resist."
"I... we... um..." Kenny stumbled.
"Here. Come with me." The man walked away, and into an adjoining room. Kenny and Max followed, careful to be on their guard, it could be a trap. They entered the room, and stopped. It was beautiful. It was a old english fashioned room, full of old world maps, books, and sculptures. The room was a deep burgundy and a tan brown color, easily flowing throughout the whole room. There were plush couches and dark wooden cherry tables. There were many lights around the room, but all of them were covered with tan brown lamp shade with darker brown beads hanging off.
"I suppose you like the room?" The unknown man asked.
"It's wicked." Max awed.
"Definately."
The man smiled. "I am pleased to know this. When Master Kai designed it, he thought it was horrid. He said the shades of burgundy did not match. He will be pleased to know that people appreciate it."
"What?" Kenny stared wide eyed. "Kai designed this room? All of it?"
"Of course. Master Kai has a great talent for color and coordination. When he is not blading or confined to his room, he enjoys to plot out new rooms. But do not tell Master Kai that I have told you this, he would be awfully upset."
Kenny and Max nodded.
"Now down to business. This bit piece that you are searching for, why?"
"We need it to help Kai. He's in trouble, and we want to help!" Max exclaimed.
"I see. How will this part help him?"
"Well... it will put him... back to-together, in a matter of speaking."
"Ahh." The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a small object.
"You have it!" Kenny gasped. "How?"
"I have my ways." The man smiled. "Here, go help Master Kai. Bring him back safely."
"We will." Max said definately.
"That is good to hear." The man tossed the piece to Kenny. Kenny caught it and held it against his chest with both hands.
"Thank you Mr.... Um? I'm sorry, but I don't know your name."
"My name is Hashiba. Shin Hashiba."
"Thank you Shin."
"Thanks Shin."
"Any time. Master Kai is vital to the Hiwatari house and my friend. More than once has he helped me. I owe him much."
"We will bring him back Shin." Kenny said.
"We promise." Max added.
"For that, I thank you."
Before Kenny or Max left, Kenny had to ask something.
"Shin?"
"Yes?"
"How did you know that Kai... well..."
"Was in danger?" Shin finished.
"Yeah."
"I am the closest person to Master Hiwatari, and I know almost everything that has happened in this mansion since Master Kai came. Master Hiwatari does not notice when other people listen to his calls or oversee letters written." Shin's blue eyes twinkled.
"I see. Thank you and good bye."
"Farwell young sirs."
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Ray and Tyson jogged down block after block. Tyson lead the way, searching the street as he went. He racked his memory from earlier on in the night when he had followed that man. He knew he was at the end of a block and saw a warehouse. He had to find that spot again.
"Tyson! How much longer?"
"I'm not sure. I followed that guy for a while. Look for a warehouse with me, I know that's where I lost him."
"Right."
The boys kept running until Tyson had to stop for a breather. It came to Ray's advantage too as his side attacked him in pain from lack of oxygen. He cursed under his breath. He glanced around and suddenly jabbed Tyson in his side.
"Hey, what was that for?" The winded boy scowled.
"Look!" Ray pointed.
"That's it! Good job Ray!"
"No problem." Ray grinned and got the pain under control. "So, now what?"
"I don't know. I lost him here."
"Damn."
Before either knew it, a scream pierced the night. Both looked at each other and then toward the warehouse. The bolted off at a dead run.
TBC...
**~~**Author's Note**~~** Okay, I've finally came up with my longest chapter. I wrote it especially long to make up for the crap that's been coming out and the waiting that I've made everyone have. I apologize profusely! I don't have an excuse, and I'm not going to give one because being lazy doesn't help! ^__^ But anyways, I'm going to finish this story soon and fast because I think everyone is starting to dislike it. So in the next few chapters it should be over. Now, to other things. The thank yous! Thank you to Angel, Vienna, Kat, aznfiregoddess, Ritchie Waterfighter, Anime Fan, moonlight-blossom, and LB. I appreciate everyone reading this story and I hope you liked this chapter better then the last two. Have a wonderful day and don't forget to SMILE!