TT: O_O

Kai: *pokes* I think she's in shock...

TT: O_O

Kai: ... *begins to poke her some more*

TT: O_O

Kai: ... *still poking*

TT: O_O

Kai: Alright, this is getting ridiculas... -_-'

TT: O_O

Kai: *yelling* ICE-QUEEN'S BACK!! AND SHE BROUGHT FRIENDS!!!

TT: *snaps out of her shock* AAHHH!!!

Kai: At least you're consious again.

TT: *glares, then grins and glomps Kai* =^_______^=

Kai: O_O *goes into shock himself*

TT: IIIIIIIII'VVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE GGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTT 300+ RRRRREEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kai: O_O *has gone deaf*

TT: THANK YOU ALL SOOOOO MUCH!!!! ^___^ I never ever DREAMED i'd get 300 reviews for anything!

Kai: *is being forced to hand out Kai, Ray, Dranzer and Drigger plushies with bows around their necks to reviewers*

TT: THANK YOU ALL!!!! And fear not, because you all want it so much, KAI SHALL WAKE UP!!!

Kai: Oh good, that means you can't torture me for much longer... right?

TT: ... *whistles innocently*

Kai: O_O

TT: But, Kai's not going to wake up this chapter. Nope, he'll wake up in the next one... hopefully...

Kai: WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'HOPEFULLY'?!? YOU'RE WRITING THE FIC!!!

TT: Do not upset the authoress, Kai. I would have thought you knew by now, I hold power over you're destiny.

Kai: ... eeeppp...

TT: Now get back to handing out plushies! You've got 300+ reviews to get through!

Disclaimer: They wouldn't let me get on the bus with the flamethrower... Then they rang the mental hospital and had the flamethrower taken away... *cries*

***

36 hours had gone by, and still there was no sign that Kai was going to wake up.

The BladeBreaker's had stayed by his bedside the first day, but had needed to go home when visiting hours ended, and then Kenny insisted they got some training in because, with or without Kai, they did have to enter the tournament.

Though none of them spoke much of it, it was fairly obvious they were all worried about their teammate. Whenever the phone rang, they all looked up in hopes the hospital might be calling them. At mealtimes, even Tyson was eating less, though granted, not by much.

It was almost ironic how the one who had tried to hardest to keep his distance from them left the biggest vacuum when he wasn't there.

"Man, I never guessed things would be so dull without the sourpuss."

"He's left a lasting impression, though. I mean, he's not here, and you've still cut down to only 3 helpings a meal!"

"Aww man! No wonder I'm still hungry."

The others sweat dropped as Tyson rushed back to the buffet.

***

The endless chant, made up of a thousand monotone voices, droned on. The words had lost all meaning long ago, now it was just a phrase recited by instinct. They didn't think about what they were saying anymore, the meaning behind them long since etched into the darkest corners of their minds.

Garnet eyes looked up at Boris, emotionless mask in place. Why he'd been called to see Boris, Kai wasn't sure. It wasn't like he'd done anything wrong, lately, had he? He'd done everything he'd been told to, won every battle he'd been challenged to, so what had he done now?

From behind the mask, Boris smirked, and kicked the 7-year-old in the face. Kai went flying, crashing into the ground. There was a slight pause before Kai gritted his teeth and pushed himself up.

A silver glint, and the blade of a long sharp dagger sliced across his chest, leaving a thin, red line in its wake.

Kai looked up at the knife-wielding monster, and couldn't contain the whimper that escaped his throat.

Still the chant droned on...

The scene faded, and Kai, his proper age, sat- or was it floated?- in the darkness again, curled into a ball. His head was resting on his knees as he began to ponder.

Why did he have to continue relieving this? Hadn't the chip been removed? Or had it just started something that was impossible to stop...

A sigh, he just wanted to forget everything. But, for some reason, he couldn't. He couldn't even push the memories back into the corner of his mind as he had been doing for so long.

A part of him longed to wake up again, but a greater part refused to even consider the option. His pride, or what was left of it, wouldn't allow him to see the sympathetic glances, or worse- the looks of disgust, of his team. They'd already seen him when he was weak, thus loose all respect for him, and he didn't think he could bear having to see the result.

No, leaving was not an option. Whatever caused these dreams to remain, that's all they were, dreams of the past. They'd happened before, he'd lived through them once, he could endure them again.

He had to.

***

"Still nothing?"

"No, the doctor said he's still showed no signs of waking up." Kenny sighed.

Tyson looked over at the unconscious BladeBreaker, "Come on Kai, don't do this to us. Wake up already!"

"Tyson, calm down. You don't even know if Kai can hear you. And if he can, its not like he can respond."

"Yeah, but... What if he doesn't wake up at all, like the doctor said?"

"I know, Tyson. I'm just as worried as you are, but screaming isn't going to help."

"You're right..." Tyson sighed in defeat, turning towards the door, "I'm gonna get something to eat..."

The rest of the team looked at each other helplessly, glancing at Kai before following.

Ray, however, stayed behind, sitting next to his fallen teammate. "Kai... I don't know if you can hear me, but you've got to pull through. We need you."

***

Kai was floating in the dark abyss again, listening, almost reluctantly, as his teammates talked to him. 'Why are they even wasting their time with me?'

There was quiet now, had the others left? It wasn't really that surprising for him, everyone left him eventually...

"Kai..." The garnet eyed teen froze in mid-thought at the sound of the voice. 'That sounds like Ray...'

"I don't know if you can hear me, but you've got to pull through."

'Why? What's the point? You're better off without the 'sourpuss' hanging around.'

"We need you."

The statement left Kai confused, they needed him? No, that couldn't be right. Sure, maybe they thought they'd needed him once, but that was when they'd seen him as the strong, emotionless blader. Now, now they'd seen the weakness behind it, and they didn't need that sort of weakness.

No, the statement couldn't be true, it just couldn't. He was hearing things, yes, that was it. He was fooling himself into hearing what he wanted to hear. That had to be it, there couldn't be any other explanation...

Now, if only he could ignore that small voice that was whispering "Liar..."