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Dear Diary – Doormat

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Dear Diary,

You know things sometimes get out of hand, right? And you also know that sometimes you end up with something in your hands that you don't really know what to make of? Moreover, sometimes, you know, you just might end up doing something really strange with that thing you've now got in your hands, and you don't really know why, you just can't help it?

Well, I can't say I thought you would. You are just a diary after all.

In my hands is Rei's red yin yang headband and I've been wearing it for the last two days around my neck hidden by my own white scarf. The very same red headband that the very same Rei threw in my direction at the end of a huge fight we had in the middle of a foyer at that BeyBlade expo we went to a couple of days ago.

I don't know what it is with him. One minute he's happy and loving and the next he's leaving with someone he met just minutes ago and not even noticing me. I can't believe how quickly he changes his mind and turns everything upside down so that all thought I knew for sure just spiral out of control and drag me along for the ride.

I wouldn't tolerate this behavior from anybody else, but it seems there's absolutely nothing to do when it comes to Rei, meaning all I can do is follow his mood swings and hope for the best.

And that's amazingly pathetic. Whatever happened to me being independent and in control of my own life?

I can't explain it and frankly I don't know what to do about it, if I even want to do anything. And that's just plain weird as I was the one deciding what to do back when this whole circus started, whereas I'm now reduced to the one who does all the nodding and simply follows a lead. I mean, I try, I think, but either I'm not trying hard enough or it's just in vain as there's no getting through Rei's head unless he wants it that way. If nothing else our trip to the expo proved that.

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Rei disappeared as soon as we got there to I don't really know where, but I assume it might have something to do with striking up somebody and having a little fun somewhere. That bothered me a lot; I'd hoped we could check out some of the new equipment together like we would've done earlier. Making out with him is wonderful, but just hanging out with him was never bad either, and I'd thought we'd do that and maybe eventually get to talk about what's been going on lately. But no such luck. Rei was gone with no hope of finding him, and the rest of us decided to split up and take a look at things separately; that way we'd cover the whole expo in less time and we'd be able to focus on the things we found the most interesting. 

Of course I didn't exactly spend my time looking at attack rings and spin gear once everybody left. I know I would've been miserable if I'd found out he was with someone else, so I was trying my very hardest to find him before he got to that. Considering how fast he hooked up with people at that BBA party I knew I didn't have much time; I was in a terrible hurry!

Eventually I ended up near the rest rooms and just in time to see Tyson dragging a very angry-looking Rei with him while he ushered some other guy in the opposite direction. It didn't take me long to figure out what'd been going on. After all there are only so many probable solutions to the following problem: Angry Tyson pulling at just as angry Rei nervously looking random guy.

No, really, it's so obvious I won't even write it. Having to watch it happen was painful enough and it also gave me a feeling of really owing Tyson big time. Granted, I don't know how far Rei would've taken things if uninterrupted, but I'm still glad Tyson got in the way.

For a moment I debated on what to do, go to Rei or leave him alone, but in the end I threw caution to the winds and went in the same direction as Tyson and Rei had not too long before.

When I found them Tyson was just leaving, telling me to make things alright, but also not to overdo it, there were reporters and photographers everywhere, and Rei… Well, Rei looked like he'd seen a ghost. I wouldn't know what Tyson told him or how much he yelled, but it'd had quite an impact on him, that much was certain. He was almost shaking and when I walked over, he looked up at me and made this face as if he couldn't really believe I was actually there.

He started talking then, apologizing for something; I'm not exactly sure what because he was extremely incoherent, and he looked very sad and confused, a bit shocked as well, literally like he'd seen a ghost.

It scared me. What, did he think I'd be mad at him? Or that I wouldn't want to be around him all of a sudden? He couldn't possibly have been more wrong.

But apparently that was exactly his problem, because he came over and kissed me hard still whispering apologies and almost crawling under my skin. If he'd gotten any closer he would've been me. Not that it'd be a problem or anything, mind you, but it's strange behavior even for Rei.

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I'm not sure for how long we stayed like that, I was much too busy enjoying it and holding him while he slowly calmed down. At some point, though, I regained my brain and realized that he was slowly but surely undressing me, and while I would've loved that, it simply wasn't something I'd let photographers and whoever else was staring witness.

I gently removed him and redressed him. Maybe he hadn't been the only one wanting to get rid of offending clothing, what do I know… Anyway, I told him that we'd have to talk later when we got back and he nodded solemnly, once again apologizing only this time for attacking me in public and with a little gleam in his eyes.

How I was not supposed to have fallen for this beautiful boy? Head case or not.

He seemed pretty confused still and I couldn't have kept myself away even if someone had paid me to, so I followed him around while he walked from stand to stand to check out whatever they were showing. He knew I was there and he smiled back at me every now and then. I felt very special, like I was looking out for him because he wanted me to, because he knew he was gonna be mine, and only mine, that I couldn't let anyone touch him, that I wouldn't. Mine.

I realize I probably sound obsessed, but I want him to be mine alone and I don't want others touching him. We'd be so good together. He's the only one I can think of that'd be able to keep up with me, and for him I'd even give up my solitude. Gladly.

But, and I really should know this by now, things hardly ever work out the way I want them to.

Kenny showed up. Was I enjoying myself? What did I think of the expo? And so on and so forth. I don't know what I answered him. Quite honestly I don't really listen to him half the time he speaks, so why start making exceptions now? Besides, I had Rei to look at; I was busy. And maybe that showed in what I said, because suddenly Kenny's questions weren't the everyday BeyBlade and Dizzi blah blah blah, but he was instead asking about Rei and myself.

I realized that a little too late. As in after I'd answered his questions and he'd left. And yes, most likely I didn't only say positive things about Rei, it has been challenging to keep up with him, but at that time it wasn't that important as things were finally looking up. However, knowing the way Kenny's overactive imagination works I should have been much more worried. I had every reason to be.

Just before we were about to leave the expo Kenny shows up out of nowhere and starts talking to Rei. And yes, I know I'm an idiot for not worrying any more about it than I did,  but, I mean what could Kenny possibly have to say that would make Rei turn one eighty again? I didn't think there'd be anything, and I still don't know what it was, but there must have been lots and lots of it as Rei had many things to say and said them very quickly and very loudly.

Oh yes, public fight, here we come.

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I don't even know half the things he said except for at the end where he accused me of following him, which I technically actually had done, and told me that I acted just like a well-trained dog. He wondered who'd trained me.

That stung.

And then the inevitable, if I was really a dog, wasn't I then more like a bitch really? His bitch? Sure, of course that's what I was, I was acting it, no doubt, and if I was really so desperate for his attention then I could have it. That's when he took off his headband and threw it at me telling me that I'd have to wear it to prove that I really, truly was his bitch; he was sure I'd enjoy it.

That was when I'd had enough.

I grabbed the headband, told him he'd be really sorry, there was no way he could hold me on a leash for long, and then I bolted out of the door and away. As far away from him as I could possibly come.

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I'm the kind of person that keeps their promises, but talking to Rei that night as I'd promised him was totally out of the question! I'm not letting him walk all over me just to have him do it again when I try to talk to him about it. No thanks, really.

But maybe he was right in what he said. Maybe I do want to be his. Maybe that's why I kept his headband, it smells just like him, and maybe that's also why I put it around my neck the minute I came back, the reason why I slept with it on and the reason why I spent more than half an hour the last two mornings covering it up so that nobody would see that I was wearing something red underneath my scarf. It's not easy, let me tell you that, hiding red under white, but I think I managed alright; nobody's commented on anything at least and I'm sure they would have if they'd seen something.

And where does this leave us? Leave me? If I may ask?

I don't have the slightest clue.

It puzzles me why he gave me his headband. Not because I think he hates me, he's not that drastic, but because I thought he wanted me gone; why on Earth would he then give me a part of himself?

It puzzles me even more why I still have it.

And it's nothing short of a mystery to me why I wear it in the first place. Do I want something from him? Absolutely yes, but not just his headband. So I really am his bitch? I really hope not, but if it's all I'm gonna get then maybe I can settle for it. I'd be truly sad if I had to do that.

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I have one last question now, the most important one I'd say. What can we conclude from what I've just written?

And the answer to that, Ladies and Gentlemen, is:

Kai is a doormat!

Yours sincerely

Kai Hiwatari