SEQ CHAPTER \h \r 1I don't own Beyblade or any of the characters...though I wouldn't object to it.

Rei/Kai songfic once more. Yes, I am back. And this time in Kai's POV, since someone requested it. Please bear with me, I'm not used to writing in his POV.

And the song is Linkin Park's "Easier to Run". I don't own that either. This is supposed to be Kai's POV during the first chapter, so if it seems out of order, that's because it is.

Easier to Run


It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

People often asked me why I was so cold and heartless to everyone around me. And usually I would either glare at them, ignore them, or snap something at them. Then they would leave me alone. It was the way things worked, and I was perfectly fine with it.

Then I fell into this whole 'team' thing. Needless to say, I wasn't happy, especially when the hyper, annoying, and loud twerps I was forced to work with kept bothering me. Nothing worked, not the glare, not the silence, and not the words. Were these people ignorant or something? I wanted nothing to do with them. Sometimes I still wonder why I stick around.

Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see

Back to my teammates...we didn't have the best first impressions. Tyson was a loud pig, Max a hyperactive optimist, Kenny a nerd with no life, and Rei...

Hmm. I don't really remember my first impression of him. It was something along the lines of, 'He'll never be as good as me, but at least he isn't a pain in the ass like the others'. Yeah, that was it. Rei knows when to draw the line, when to not push me. He's probably the only reasonable person on the team.

Wounds so deep they never show they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head for years and years they've played

My past...is not a pleasant one by any means. My parents were killed before my eyes when I was five, and well, things just got shot straight to hell from there. Got shoved in the Abbey, trained, then recruited by the psycho I have to call Grandfather to steal bit beasts.

I was never really happy blading. I was good at it, yeah, and Dranzer was powerful, sure. I could've been the best if my heart was really in it. I suppose that's why I constantly struggled to be the best, because it kept me occupied. I knew inside that I would never accomplish it—though I've come quite close.

If I could change I would take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would

I can admit that now I am sorry for my actions. I would take them back if I could, and be slightly nicer to my teammates. Slightly being the key word.

Hell, if I could take back my life I would, but it isn't going to happen. So why bother wishing? Live in the present and for the future. If you dwell in the past, it's going to be your downfall.

If I could stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I would

I hate remembering my past. The beatings, the death, the pain...is it any wonder that I am who I am? I'm sitting outside right now and watching the sky. It's what I do at night when everyone is sleeping. This is the only way I can think about my past.

I'm pretty I deserve this suffering. I mean, I was a power hungry asshole. If my punishment is to be haunted by my past forever, then so be it. But I'd gladly die before confiding in anyone.


If I could change I would take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would

Tonight my subconscious has decided to haunt me with memories of my parents. Joy. After waking from a particularly unpleasant nightmare, I stumble outside and sit.

...Fuck, are those tears? I do not cry. I haven't cried in years, and a simple nightmare gets me going again?

If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave

The next day is a particularly trying one, as Tyson has decided to try to annoy me to death. He'll die before I do, trust me.

Then Rei sighs, gets up, and pulls Tyson away while looking at me apologetically. No need, Rei. He's the idiot, not you. You come back and take his place beside me, but don't speak.

Thank God you have some common sense. I am *not* in a good mood right now.

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something more
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

I wish I could tell someone about everything that haunts me. It would be easier than going through it all alone. But I don't think anyone here would be willing to listen.

The next few days are slightly better. Only one nightmare per night, instead of two or three.

Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so there would never be a past

Damn it all. Is one night without nightmares too much to ask? I mean, I do need my sleep. And I'm not eating much either. I don't think anyone will notice, though.


If I could change I would take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I would

If I could change I would take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave

Another nightmare, this one about Boris and his 'special' punishments. Locked in solitary confinement. No sound, no light...it's like being dead. God, it was awful. One of the few things that could get to me at the Abbey.

Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
It's so much simpler than change

Kenny asked me today if I was feeling alright. I wasn't expecting anyone to notice anything, and I told him to leave me alone and that I was fine. At least he's still slightly intimidated by my glare.

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something more
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Things are getting worse now. Nightmares every night, flashbacks, dizziness, nausea...thankfully I can at least hide it.

I think Rei knows about my eating habits–which are pretty much nonexistent right now. He gives me worried glances at meal times. Wait–why do I actually care that he's worried?

Right...can't be bothered with that now. I'll figure it out later.


It's easier to run
If I could change I would take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made
It's easier to go

The days have gone by alright. I think I've lost about ten pounds in the past two weeks, but I can't be bothered with that.

If I die, I would consider it a blessing. I don't know how much more of this I can take.

If I could change I would take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave

Rei, what are you doing? You're standing on *my* porch tonight, staring out into the sky. That's my job. What would you have to think about that's so important?

You look at me and say, "I knew you'd be out here". What the hell? Then you continue. "I've seen you go out here almost every night, Kai".

I feel like swearing profusely at this moment, but just 'hn' instead. Rei chuckles. "Cat hearing, remember? A pin dropping could wake me up". Then you get serious.

"What's wrong, Kai?", you ask. I glare at you, but you are unaffected. Damn it all. "Kai. You can't lie to me or brush me off. I'm always going to be here if you need me or...". You trail off and stare back out at the sky. Wait, now I'm curious.

"Or what?", I ask bluntly. I think you flinch at the cold tone of my voice, and I actually feel sorry. All the sleep deprivation must be getting to me. "Nothing", you say quickly, and though I can tell you're lying I let you turn and go back inside.

Then you trip and fall, and I catch you. That was the stupidest thing I've ever done, because now your face is inches from mine and I can truly see what all those stupid fan girls and Mariah (though there really isn't any distinction between the two) see in you. You really are quite attractive, and before my brain can catch up with my body, I'm kissing you.

It feels good, and all the pain I've felt just vanishes like it was never there. I put one hand at the back of your neck and the other around your waist, and you respond, wrapping your arms around my neck. We break apart eventually, flushed and panting, and I'm completely embarrassed, but you don't seem to mind as you draw me back to you and kiss me. Hey, I'm not going to complain.

Suddenly life just got a whole lot more interesting. 

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