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When I woke again it was evening. The sun was setting, giving the sky the colour of fire. I looked around me – I was alone in the room. I could hear a sudden outburst of laugher outside so I stood up and crept quietly towards the door. I could see the team eating dinner outside. Kenny was typing on Dizzy between mouthfuls of food – Rei and Hillary were sitting beside him. Max was sitting on the grass next, (or near), to Tyson, who was in the centre of a circle of bowls and bowls of food.

Sighing I went to join them.

I sat down in a corner not far from them. Hillary stood up and gave me a bowl of rice.

'Thanks,' I said. Hillary smiled and left to sit next to Rei again. I watched her leave while absentmindedly playing with my food. As she sat I noticed Rei glance at me. It seemed to me that he was concerned, but he was concerned over anything really. I lowered my eyes to me food again and began to eat slowly, listening to their conversations when they ventured to Beyblading or if my name popped up.

It wasn't long before they finished dinner; I had barely begun it yet even Tyson finished before me. They quickly mentioned something about practise. I contemplated practising with them but I somehow didn't feel like it this time.

I was awoken from my thoughts by a large shadow standing over me.

'Hey Kai, you wanna train with us?' It was Tyson.

'No,' I replied. I knew Tyson thought my reply was rude but I could have said worse to him at that moment. Or said nothing at all. The others emerged from the shadows and proceeded to leave, Tyson left with them saying nothing more to me. I was grateful for their quiet departure.

I stood and placed my bowl in the kitchen. I don't think I had even eaten half of it but it was enough.

The prospect of having nothing to do for the next few hours didn't seem entertaining so I left – going in the opposite direction to the Bladebreakers.

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I hadn't walked far before I entered a park. It was abandoned now. The wind grazed the too-long grass and the swings creaked back and forth even though there were no children to make it do so. I made my way to a swing – one that hadn't yet been vandalised – I sat down and gripped the chain.

It was quiet; all I could hear was the whispering trees and the occasional chirp of a bird. It was calming, I thought. It was also growing darker. The once fiery aspect of the sky had evolved into the deep shade of sapphire edged with black. The pleasantly warm winds whipped around my face, making it turn a slight shade of pink – though it was barley noticeable.

I was there for a long while and I was eventually growing numb before I decided to walk again. As I glanced to my right I could see a clock in the shop window. It was ten fifteen. It was time to head back. However, I knew they wouldn't worry much and I was still curious to who wanted to see me. Perhaps it was important. Or, perhaps, it was just the words of a drunken woman who couldn't tell right from left.

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I was walking for a while until I noticed it had grown further darker. All street lamps were on casting a feeble glow on the forever black earth. As I looked I seemed to be in the area I was last night. I could recognise the bars. I made my way up the street and I passed, what seemed to be, a Goth bar. They were playing a rather eerie, yet popular lyric, by Siouxsie and the Banshees.

I kept on walking. I kept walking past the bars and clubs, past the very attractive women who glanced at me with lust – attempting to look seductive. I eventually, but subconsciously, ended back at the alley which I had met the drunken woman the night before. It was empty.

It had to have been half past midnight now. If I looked up I would be able to see the heavy blanket that was the night sky – scattered with brilliant, diamond like stars. My footsteps echoed in the alley but I tried to keep as quiet as I could.

'You should be quieter you know,' a voice spoke. I turned immediately to find myself face to face with the woman I had met the previous night. Though this time, she was void of any drink, so her posture and personality had changed completely from then. I had to be cautious, very cautious. She seemed to have picked up on that though.

'You don't have to be afraid of me you know.' To my surprise she spoke to me, not like a child, but an equal. Due to my own stupidity I allowed myself to relax a little. I even allowed myself to speak.

'I'm not afraid.' My voice was strong. The woman nodded and took two steps toward me, keeping her distance to let me know she wasn't playing any tricks.

'I hope you can forgive me for my actions last night,' she chuckled. 'I was completely out of it and I can't remember much.' She smiled. 'If I haven't told you already, my name's Lydia. I work for someone called Stephen in one of the bars a few streets away.' She gave me another warm smile.

I wondered briefly who Stephan was, I also wondered what they did. If it was in a bar, it was more than likely something along the lines of drug or alcohol use. If that was the reason she wanted me to see someone then she'll have no hope of persuading me to accept. Lydia, however, seemed to be thinking along the same lines as I was.

'Don't worry Kai; we don't deal with those things. Though that's normally what the bar is used for. A lot of drug dealers work there – but that's not why the boss wants to see you.' I could tell she wasn't lying. I had a good habit of knowing who was and wasn't being truthful to me.

'What does he want to see me for then?' I asked. My eyes were narrowed. I had no idea what 'The Boss' would wish to see me for, and to be honest I didn't really care.

'I'm sorry, he told me to say he wishes to tell you in person. Though, he said to tell you that it isn't a dirty dealing job of some kind – he just wants to see you,' she paused. 'To be honest I'm not sure he wants,' she concluded.

At that point I thought of going. It didn't seem at all bad if some person wanted to see me really, if it was nothing to do with a job. Maybe, this was just related to Beyblading, after all that is what I'm famous for.

'Ok,' I said, my mind made up. 'I'll go, but if I don't like it I'll leave.' I finished. Lydia knew I was serious and she seemed to respect my decision, which I was grateful for.

'Thanks, the Boss would have had my head if you didn't go. Thank you.' She smiled again.

'Whatever,' I replied as I made my way out of the alley, and together we made our way back up the streets towards the bars. The distant sound of various music growing louder.