TT: Wow, you really liked the oneshot!! ^^
Kai: SO why are we still here?
TT: Because the _wonderful_ reviewers asked for me to continue!
Kai: ...Suck up...
TT: Oh, shut up. And if people review, I'll continue.
Kai: Do you even know where this is going?
TT: Nope! ^^;;
Disclaimer: If I owned beyblade, a lot of great fanfiction I've read would be a part of the series!
***
"Come on... Come on..." Kai urged, staring at the coffee maker, his head slumped on his arms, which were resting on the table. "How long does it take to make a stupid pot of coffee?!" Needless to say, after three days without sleep, Kai was very moody.
Kai glanced at the clock, 1:30 am. His third night without a decent nights sleep, and Kai was considering giving up sleeping all together. He'd gone to bed the night before, only to wake up after another nightmare after a mere half hour.
Kai lifted his head as the coffee maker made a sound to indicate it had finished, "Finally!" Kai poured himself a cup, and immediately drank it in one gulp. Forget the sugar and milk- he needed caffeine as soon as possible.
Kai poured himself another cup...
***
Eyelids drooped with exhaustion, before immediately snapping open again. Inwardly reproaching himself, Kai retrieved Dranzer and launched the blade again. He watched carefully as it hit the dish, willing himself to stay awake.
But... It was so tempting, just to let sleep overtake him. The nightmares that plagued his subconscious were little more than a faint memory in his weary mind.
Kai made his heavy eyes open again, and he watched as Dranzer spun around in the dish. It was hard to focus, the spinning blade becoming little more than a soft blur as his eyes defocused.
Holding out his hand, Kai allowed the beyblade to return to his hand. He turned to leave. He could continue training after he had some more of that blessed liquid that kept him going in his fatigue.
From the sounds coming from the kitchen, Ray, Tyson, Max and Kenny were all up too...
He could only form one thought in his overtired mind, 'Yeah, I really need some coffee...'
***
"Oh look, the sourpuss has come to join the rest of us for breakfast."
Kai ignored Tyson's voice. 'You can argue later... First, you must wake up.'
"Hey Kai, want some pancakes?" The two-tone haired blader almost winched at the impossible cheerfulness displayed so early in the morning.
"Not hungry." He managed to mumble, staring unblinkingly at the coffee maker. How long did it take to make a blasted cup of coffee?!
"Are you okay Kai? You look like you haven't slept in days."
"I'm fine. Mind your own business." Kai poured the coffee into a mug, downing it gratefully.
"Gee, somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed..." Kai ignored Tyson, drinking a second cup and debating whether to have a third. Out of the corner of a garnet coloured eye, he noticed Ray watching him suspiciously.
With a well-aimed glare, Kai walked towards the door, pausing for only a moment, "Training starts in 10 minutes." And left.
"Wha- TEN MINUTES?! How am I supposed to have breakfast in 10 MINUTES?!"
Smirking slightly, Kai walked out to the blading dish. He launched his blade and watched it fly across the dish. Then, all at once, he was unable to suppress a weary yawn.
His eyes drooped slightly as he watched his blade, He spoke quietly to himself, but it came out a mere mumble. "I'm not sure how long I can keep this up..."
***
That night, Kai sat outside on the balcony, staring up at the moon, but not really seeing it.
It was becoming more and more difficult to keep the act up. No matter how many times he said he was fine, Kai could see the worried glances Ray would shoot at him whenever he could.
His head and eyes were sore from exhaustion, his entire body felt more heavy with every passing moment, and even a single half hour of training took all the effort he had. It was sheer stubbornness and pride that was keeping him on his feet.
He hadn't gone to sleep for 4 days and 3 nights, and he wasn't sure how long he could keep it up.
But every time he closed his eyes, the nightmares- the memories that haunted him so- came flooding back so vividly that the urge to tape his eyes open was immense.
His weary mind couldn't take it any more, and despite Kai's inner protests, he found himself drifting off, where he sat, back into the deep crevices of his mind and into his horrific past.
Kai: SO why are we still here?
TT: Because the _wonderful_ reviewers asked for me to continue!
Kai: ...Suck up...
TT: Oh, shut up. And if people review, I'll continue.
Kai: Do you even know where this is going?
TT: Nope! ^^;;
Disclaimer: If I owned beyblade, a lot of great fanfiction I've read would be a part of the series!
***
"Come on... Come on..." Kai urged, staring at the coffee maker, his head slumped on his arms, which were resting on the table. "How long does it take to make a stupid pot of coffee?!" Needless to say, after three days without sleep, Kai was very moody.
Kai glanced at the clock, 1:30 am. His third night without a decent nights sleep, and Kai was considering giving up sleeping all together. He'd gone to bed the night before, only to wake up after another nightmare after a mere half hour.
Kai lifted his head as the coffee maker made a sound to indicate it had finished, "Finally!" Kai poured himself a cup, and immediately drank it in one gulp. Forget the sugar and milk- he needed caffeine as soon as possible.
Kai poured himself another cup...
***
Eyelids drooped with exhaustion, before immediately snapping open again. Inwardly reproaching himself, Kai retrieved Dranzer and launched the blade again. He watched carefully as it hit the dish, willing himself to stay awake.
But... It was so tempting, just to let sleep overtake him. The nightmares that plagued his subconscious were little more than a faint memory in his weary mind.
Kai made his heavy eyes open again, and he watched as Dranzer spun around in the dish. It was hard to focus, the spinning blade becoming little more than a soft blur as his eyes defocused.
Holding out his hand, Kai allowed the beyblade to return to his hand. He turned to leave. He could continue training after he had some more of that blessed liquid that kept him going in his fatigue.
From the sounds coming from the kitchen, Ray, Tyson, Max and Kenny were all up too...
He could only form one thought in his overtired mind, 'Yeah, I really need some coffee...'
***
"Oh look, the sourpuss has come to join the rest of us for breakfast."
Kai ignored Tyson's voice. 'You can argue later... First, you must wake up.'
"Hey Kai, want some pancakes?" The two-tone haired blader almost winched at the impossible cheerfulness displayed so early in the morning.
"Not hungry." He managed to mumble, staring unblinkingly at the coffee maker. How long did it take to make a blasted cup of coffee?!
"Are you okay Kai? You look like you haven't slept in days."
"I'm fine. Mind your own business." Kai poured the coffee into a mug, downing it gratefully.
"Gee, somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed..." Kai ignored Tyson, drinking a second cup and debating whether to have a third. Out of the corner of a garnet coloured eye, he noticed Ray watching him suspiciously.
With a well-aimed glare, Kai walked towards the door, pausing for only a moment, "Training starts in 10 minutes." And left.
"Wha- TEN MINUTES?! How am I supposed to have breakfast in 10 MINUTES?!"
Smirking slightly, Kai walked out to the blading dish. He launched his blade and watched it fly across the dish. Then, all at once, he was unable to suppress a weary yawn.
His eyes drooped slightly as he watched his blade, He spoke quietly to himself, but it came out a mere mumble. "I'm not sure how long I can keep this up..."
***
That night, Kai sat outside on the balcony, staring up at the moon, but not really seeing it.
It was becoming more and more difficult to keep the act up. No matter how many times he said he was fine, Kai could see the worried glances Ray would shoot at him whenever he could.
His head and eyes were sore from exhaustion, his entire body felt more heavy with every passing moment, and even a single half hour of training took all the effort he had. It was sheer stubbornness and pride that was keeping him on his feet.
He hadn't gone to sleep for 4 days and 3 nights, and he wasn't sure how long he could keep it up.
But every time he closed his eyes, the nightmares- the memories that haunted him so- came flooding back so vividly that the urge to tape his eyes open was immense.
His weary mind couldn't take it any more, and despite Kai's inner protests, he found himself drifting off, where he sat, back into the deep crevices of his mind and into his horrific past.