The Battle With Myself

Hey everyone! Well, now that my other fic 'Complicated' is finished, I can spend all my free time writing this new one (it's March Break next week, so I have 24/7 to update this fic a lot!) Thanks to everyone who was kind enough to review it. You really made my day when you did! As for this story, I promise I'll try to make it adventurous, creative, and suspenseful to the best of my abilities. Although this intro. chapter is very short, it's just to get a general idea of if you guys like it or not. So please, just for this one chapter at least, PLEASE REVIEW! And I'm sorry to blackmail, but it helps me get somewhat of an idea. Well, before I bore you out of reading the story, onward ho!

One last thing, I'm not sure if this fic is going to be yaoi or not. It most likely won't, but please yaoi fans, don't let that discourage you from reading!

Disclaimer: I -to my uttermost misfortune- do not own Beyblade or any of the characters.

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After three constant days of damp, rainy weather, the sky finally showed some mercy to the civilians below. The sun had managed to break its way through the thick clouds, showering its light over the many houses and buildings of Berlin, Germany. Today was going to be a beautiful day, especially for a variety of leisure activities. Unfortunately, not everyone was lucky enough to have a fun day to themselves . . .

The Bladebreakers- Tyson, Max, Kenny, Rei, and their leader Kai had been intensively training all morning long. The European Beyblade tournament was only a few weeks away, and their vigorous leader was making them train as often as possible. If the weather would co-operate, an outside training session regularly took place. If it wasn't so nice, like it had been the past few days, he would rent out an indoor Beystadium and make them train relentlessly inside.

Finally, without warning, Tyson collapsed to the ground, as if he was dying.

"I'm so hungry! I haven't eaten a single crumb all morning," he complained, which wasn't very surprising. He tried to momentarily entertain himself by watching a small black bug go scattering by.

"Yeah Kai, my stomach is telling me it's lunch time!" Kenny said, adjusting his glasses and looking up from his laptop (which contained his trapped bit- beast, Dizzara/Dizzi). Kai, who was leaning against the closest wall and watching them, merely snorted.

"Fine. We'll break for half an hour. But you guys better be back here at noon sharp," he threatened. But the team took no notice to the tone of his voice. They had already started back to their hotel, where the downstairs eatery was calling their name. Kai, however, wasn't feeling so hungry. He shook his head, muttering incomprehensible things under his breath. The teen hoisted himself up from the wall, looking around and wondering where to go and what to do with the little spare time he had.

"Maybe I should just stay and train a little. At least then I could say I accomplished something." He thought it over for a moment, but then finally decided he would wait until later. After all, the cheery scenery here was starting to annoy him. He began to casually walk down the paved pathway, deciding he would just go for one of his meandering walks.

The people here in Berlin were remarkably friendly, which eventually began to get on Kai's nerves. People always nodding him a small 'hello', or smiling cheerfully at him- it was enough to make him want to throw up. But still, he had to bear along with it. And besides, with an idiot like Tyson on the team, he had grown somewhat accustomed to it. His arms were crossed as usual, and his eyes were focused carefully to the ground below him. That way, he wouldn't have to make too much eye contact with anyone that passed him by.

Nearby kids were screaming and playing joyously, their parents relaxing under a tree or on a bench close by. The small beach directly eastward was packed to the capacity with people of all ages. The lake was the perfect place to go on a day like this. But cold-hearted Kai strutted down a dim alleyway, more of the preferred choice of a place for him to be. He came to a rest nearer towards the end, away from all the racquet and annoyance of . . .well, society. He was a loner if you wanted to call him that; being extremely cold and anti-social would deem you with that title after all. Closing his eyes and yet again leaning against the wall, he allowed himself to be enveloped deep in his thoughts. Tyson's idiocy, the team's weakness, HIS weakness . . .all of these were usual things that crossed his mind. But sometimes, getting lost in your thoughts could be a bid of a bad decision, especially in a dark alleyway.

Someone silently ran up the adjoining alley, an opened bottle and a cloth filling his hands. He slowly made his way to the corner, where he poured the contents of the bottle on the cloth. Then, without making a sound, he jumped out from around the corner, catching Kai off-guard. The bottle the mysterious man was carrying dropped from his arms, and it came crashing to the ground, sending glass and liquid everywhere. He wrapped a strong arm around the teen's waist, preventing him from fighting him off, or making any sudden movements. The other hand (containing the dampened cloth) found its way to Kai's face. The man held the rag tightly in place, forcing the blader to inhale whatever was smeared on it. The mysterious fluid took action immediately, making Kai's vision and mind become foggy. It was putting him into a long sleep. Without much of a fight, the leader felt himself fall limp in the man's bulky arms. All he could remember after that was a deep voice from behind him saying: "Hey boss, I've got him. I'll have him there in ten minutes. Over and out . . ."

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So? What'd everyone think? *Blinks* Was it really that bad? . . .well, I'm begging you. PLEASE tell me what you think. I promise you that this story gets SO much more interesting. But I'm not gonna bother if no one reviews and let's me know how I'm doing. And if you're going to flame me, don't be too harsh. Thanks a bunch!!