This is kinda a re-post, i thad it up for a while then took it down to do a little work on it, most of the work is done on it, i think.
Anyway if you would be so kind as to read and give a little review, prefreably with some constructive help in but with out is good too. Anyway see you at the end!


Chapter One - Quitting
He sat in the Blue bathroom, picked out by his grandmother. The colours didn't match her, at least that's what Kai thought, she was a hard old woman and pale blue was meant for soft little baby boys. The irony was not lost on Kai, everything did grandmother did was for show. Only he every saw what she was really like, and it wasn't a pleasant sight. Like what she did not half an hour ago, she had hit Kai several times just because her hair stylist had cancelled on her, and now a series of brusies crowned his back. She took her anger out on Kai every time the spoilt wench didn't get what she wanted. At least she could stand the sight of him unlike his grandfather, Kai had to duck and hid anytime he was around, ever since he paid his way out of prison. The only reason his grandmother kept him around was because he was his father's son, and seeing as he was dead. Kai was all she had left of her beloved son.

Blood ran down the pale flesh of the young boy, staining the towel that laid on the floor a crimson red that matched his eyes. He watched the blood slid down his leg, like a red river. He moved the beyblade and nicked into the flesh again, he didn't cry if anything he gasped from pleasure of feeling it gave him. The thrill that it spurred in him was intoxicating and so desiring.
The power of life and death was in his hands, all he had to do was drag the blade deeper and leave it. He could bleed to death and die, that was his power. Not exactly the best power in the world according to some people but I helped Kai keep his grip on reality. Kai ran his finger in the trail of blood, the warmth made him tingle. Maybe he should lie there till he was drained of the red liquid that spilled from him, maybe he finally be able to give his grandmother something she'd want, freedom from him. Kai shook that thought away, if anything she would be furious for leaving her to clean up the mess of blood he created in the bathroom.

"Kai!" a female voice called through the door, its tone was brash and cold, "what are you doing in there?"
"Nothing Grandmother " he called back through the wood bathroom door, dropping his trouser back over his leg, covering the bloody pattern he had been playing with.
"Your friends are here!"
"Thank you. I'll be out in a minute." H answered politely in a tone that lacked emotion.
Kai slipped his arm blades on then flung the white scarf on, this was who everybody wanted to see, Kai Hiwatari the champion beyblader. No one ever came to see ordinary Kai Hiwatari, the Kai Hiwatari that just wanted to have a little fun in life, and not have to baby-sit and bunch of nobodies continuously or do what he was order to by his family.

"Kai!" Tyson yelled and Max hugged him like they hadn't seen him for weeks, when in reality it had only been threes days.
"We should be training." Rai stated plainly, "Not playing around."
"Beyblade is a game!" Tyson argued, a confused looked plagued his face.
"It's a game if you treat it like a game and we play to win, it's how we survive. To us it is not a game, unless you wish to retract your position on the team."
Tyson rolled his eyes, Rai had become a lot harsher since the beyblade championships had started again, he was worse than Kai.
Kai listened, Rai's last remark playing over and over in his head, "unless you wish to retract your position on the team", he pulled out his beyblade, it still had traces of blood on it from when he was scrapping it along his flesh.
"I want to" he said cutting in on Tyson's rant of how Rai had become too serious and it was getting 'boring'.
"You want to what?" Max asked, a flicker of realisation flickering through his eyes, the blonde wasn't as dumb as he acted.
"Retract my position on the team"
"What!" Tyson demanded.
"I quit." Kai answered, his voice was calm and verging on happy for the first time in a long time.
"Fine" Rai accepted his resignation. "The Bladebreakers have to train, we'll see you around."
"You cant quit" Tyson yelled at the blue haired boy,
"He just did." Rai retorted, "now move or you wont be on the team either."
Tyson sulked away, still shooting pleading looks at Kai till they left.
"Thanks Rai." Kai muttered then turned back in to the house.

He returned to his room, where he took out his beyblade. Dranzer was covered in Kai's blood, the two shades of red mixing.
"What do you think Dranz?" he asked the blade, it answered by glowing its deathly red, though that could have the blood that it hid under making it shine a more threatening red.
He whipped the blade with the bottom of his shirt then walked out again with no destination in mind. Ignoring the warm slow trickling sensation down his lower leg and the small pool of red gathering at the base of his trousers, almost unnoticeable.

"Hey, look." A boy whispered to his friend as Kai walked past then the boy called out, "Kai! You wanna blade?"
Kai glared at him, he didn't want to fight this amateur, and in fact he didn't want to beyblade anyone.
"What's the matter? You chicken?" the boy threw the taunt at him.
Kai turned around, and pulled out Dranzer, "let it rip." Kai did not need some twit telling him he was a coward, he had family to do that.

The boy flicked his blonde hair out of his face and posed himself ready to fight, Kai followed suit. They let heir blades go and they smashed in the makeshift dish the boy had produced. His blade was sent flying out of the dish; Kai's was still spinning as if nothing had happened. The boy cried out but Kai didn't pay any attention, his blade was glowing red. Dranzer emerged. Kai hadn't called him, he should still be in the beyblade. Its wings blazing brightly it screeched loudly then dived at Kai.
Blood dripping down its feathers as it flew at its master, screeching loudly.

Better or Worse then last time?