Hi again!
Thanks for all the reviews...I didn't think people would cry, or get close to it. hehe Anyway, here's the next chapter.
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It had been three years since the BladeBreakers departed from the grave of their captain. Life slowly began to return to normal for each of the teens. Max helped his mother out in her lab back in New York, Rei rejoined his old team, the White Tigers, and was helping kids in his village learn how to beyblade, and Tyson....well, he was busy in detention.
"Ahhh.....I can't believe this!" He exclaimed, pulling his hair.
"Well....that's what you get for sleeping in so late!" Kenny replied, sliding Dizzi into his backpack as he prepared to leave.
"Here you go!" A cheerful female voice exclaimed. She held out a broom to the groaning teen, and he snatched it out of her hands.
"Gee....thanks alot Hilary..." He grumbled under his breath.
"And this time, don't sweep all the dust under the teacher's desk!" The brunette called. She jumped up on a desk and crossed her legs, watching as Tyson slaved away serving his detention.
She sighed to herself, shaking her head. It had been two years since she had met Tyson and all his beyblading friends, and he still spent his Thursdays after school in detention! When would he ever learn?! It made Hilary furious just thinking about it!
After about an hour, Tyson finished the job, and the two friends began their walk home. After the short journey, they came upon Tyson's dojo. "Don't forget, Rei and Max are coming the day after tomorrow!" Tyson said, turning and walking into his home.
Hilary nodded and waved goodbye as she proceeded to walk to her house alone, which was located the next block down.
Saturday would mark the three year retirement of the BladeBreakers. She had been told about their captain's death...and every year on that tragic day, they would reunite and pay their respects at his 'grave'. Hilary sighed. She knew next to nothing about their mysterious captain. No one mentioned his name, and if something slipped out about him, it seemed to be an unforgivable crime or something.
She turned right at the corner and proceeded down a new street, her house coming closer in view. Hilary walked up toward the front gate, when something...someone caught her eye. She gasped and jumped to face the approaching figure, not sure if it was friend of foe.
The figure was obviously male, and he was leaning heavily against the fence that surround her house. He was walking over toward her with a clearly visible limp in his right leg. Blood dripped down from his chin as he proceeded closer to her.
She gasped as she examined him. He had dirty blue hair, and pale skin. He also had a beautiful white scarf that trailed down to his knees in two tails tied around his neck, but it was stained with blood and dirt. He was wearing a dark shirt with red trim that came just short of his belly button, revealing his muscular abs. He had red arm guards on his forearms, and a pair of dark blue pants which hung low on his narrow hips. His body was littered with cuts and scratches, some caked with old blood that once flowed long ago, and others that looked fairly fresh. "Oh my gosh!" She exclaimed, rushing over to his side as he collapsed onto the concrete sidewalk. She turned him over and immediatly felt herself blush as she stared at his dirty, but gorgeous face.
His eyes were clentched shut, his brow knotted in pain. Four blue triangles stood out against his pale skin, two on each cheek. She couldn't tell if they were tatooed on, or just paint. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes, revealing the strangest set of crimson orbs she had ever seen. She seemed lost as she gazed into them...seeing a hidden world of pain, torment, and fear in them, yet they burned with a fiery intensity .
"I need.....to find someone...." He managed to say in a hoarse voice.
She snapped out of her daydream at stared at the boy next to her again. "Shh...you're badly injured. Let me help you..." With a little difficulty, she pulled the boy up on his feet. He leaned heavily on her for support as she helped him over toward her house. Hilary was surprised at how light this guy was, even though he seemed 3 feet taller than her.
"N...no...." He tried to get away, but he was just too weak. "I need to find Ty...." Suddenly, he fell unconscious, nearly pulling Hilary to the ground, but she managed to keep her footing.
"Helena! Get out here!" She shouted, struggling as she pulled the injured boy on the porch.
After a few moments, a small girl, a few years younger walked out of the house and stared at her sister and the stranger slung over her shoulder. She gasped excitedly.
"Where did you find him? Are you gonna lock him in your room and keep him like a pet?!" The younger brunette clapped her hands together. She apparently thought that Hilary had knocked him out and was going to force the cute guy to be her boyfriend.
"He's hurt you moron! Help me get him upstairs!" Hilary snapped back.
Her sister sighed in disappointment and rushed over to help her sister.
After five minutes, the two girls managed to pull the boy up the stairs and into Hilary's room. "Lena, go get some towels." Hilary ordered as she began to strip her bed of it's sheets and blankets. She didn't want blood all over them...her mother would have a fit!
Helena took off running to the bathroom, returning in a few moments with the desired supplies. She placed the towels over the matress before helping her sister lay the boy on top of them. Blood immediatly began to seem onto the fabric of the towels. Hilary untied the scarf around his neck and took off his shirt, revealing more cuts and blood.
"I'll go find a first aid kit!" Helena said, rushing back off to the bathroom. When she returned, she found that her older sister had stripped the boy of every piece of clothing except his boxers.
"Wow...he's hott!" She giggled, handing the box to Hilary.
He moaned in his sleep, turning his head slightly to the side as Hilary began to clean the deep wounds on his chest.
After spending what seemed like eternity cleaning all the wounds, the two sisters began dressing them with white guaze.
"Whew!" Hilary sighed, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand.
"It's amazing he didn't die with all those wounds!" Helena said. "What now?"
"Well....I don't know if we should call a doctor...these wounds were clearly done by someone...and if we took him to the hospital, the person who did this to him could find him. I say we keep him hear, and don't tell a soul!" Hilary said as she threw a blanket over his body.
"Not even mom?"
"No! Are you insane?! She'll kill us if she finds out I brought a guy home....hurt or not! We can't tell anyone, you hear?!"
"Alright! Geez...."
Suddenly, he moaned again, and clentched the blankets around him in a death grip. He mumbled quietly to himself, it almost sounded like a plea for help.
Helena placed her small hand over his forehead, and immediatly pulled it back. "He's burning up Hil!"
"Watch him. I'll be back." Hilary stood up and disappeared outside the room, only to return a few minutes later with a small bucket of ice cold water and a wash cloth. She placed the water on her desk next to her bed and soaked the cloth in it, wringing it out and dabbing at his hot skin. She soaked it in the water again, folded it in a neat rectangle, and placed it on his forehead.
"He's having a nightmare.....I can't understand what he's saying..." Helena said.
Hilary listened intently to the words coming out of his mouth. "It sounds !" She exclaimed.
The two girls watched the boy struggle in his feverish sleep for a few more minutes in silence, before the younger one broke it.
"He's pretty cute, huh?"
Hilary blushed. "Yeah....I guess....you're right about that...." She stared at his pained face, causing her sister to giggle.
"Wow! This guy's rich!" Her sister suddenly exclaimed. Hilary glanced over to see her going through a crimson and black wallet.
"You shouldn't be doing that......holy!" Hilary's eyes went wide at the sight of fifty dollar bills packed into the leather wallet. She grabbed it out of her sister's hands and flipped through it. There were no IDs, just a checkbook, that money, and a faded picture of 5 boys. It was wrinkled from water damage, and the colors had run together, making the identies of the boys impossible to find out. She did recongize the figure in the far right, it was a picture of the blue haired teen that slept on her bed. "Wow...." She muttered after a moment.
"You know he won't go out with you...." She started again, but only got hit in the face with a stuffed animal.
"Why don't you go make dinner!?" Hilary shouted.
Her sister got up and headed out the door, giggling like mad.
Hilary shook her head sadly and sighed before wiping the sweat off the injured teen's face again.
Suddenly, he groaned and opened his eyes. His head turned to his left, and he stared at the girl seated in front of him.
"Oh, I'm sorry....did I wake you?" Hilary seemed worried.
The blue haired teen shook his head slowly, unable to find the words. He gazed up at the ceiling in confusion. He had no clue where he was.
He looked around the room he was in, expecting to find himself in a hospital room, but the walls were a pinkish purple, and all sorts of posters were taped up all over the place....posters of beyblades, movie stars, friends and family, animals....he closed his eyes, breathing in deeply.
"Wh...where am I?" He asked in a semi scared voice.
Hilary just about melted as he spoke. His voice was so deep, so...perfect to her!
"Don't worry, you're safe. You're in my house now." She replied. "Don't try to move much, you've been cut up pretty badly." The brunette added as he tried to sit up.
".....your....name....." He croaked, his throat extremly dry for some reason.
"Hilary...my name's Hilary. What's yours?" She smiled at the teen, who stared back at her in bewilderment.
"It's.....Kai...I think...." He finally replied after a few moments.
"Kai...." Hilary repeated, thinking to herself. "What a lovely name!"
Kai huffed and looked back up at the ceiling as the door opened up and someone entered.
"Oh, he's awake!" The young girl exclaimed, rushing over to the bedside. "Wow....you have gorgeous eyes!"
Kai felt himself blush slightly.
"Aww....how cute!" Helena reached out to poke his cheek, but he slapped her hand away weakly.
"His name's Kai." Hilary informed, smiling as the blue haired teen growled at her annoying sister.
"Kai huh?"
"Kai, this is my little sister Helena....we call her Lena for short." The boy turned and looked up at the younger brunette. She had the same ruby eyes as Hilary, but slightly darker hair.
"Nice to....meet you..." His crimson eyes narrowed slightly as the words left his mouth. This only caused the girl to giggle.
"Hey, are you hungry?" Hilary asked. "It looks like you haven't eaten for a while." She glanced down at his chest, his ribs protruding through the flesh even though he was quite muscular.
Kai finally noticed that he was practically naked except for his boxers...thank God. He blushed a little more, knowing that these girls had removed his clothes.
"Uh..." He started.
"Of course he's hungry!" Lena exclaimed suddenly, causing Kai to cringe slightly. She got up and rushed downstairs, returning with a bowl of cooling ramen. "Here!" She gave to bowl to the injured teen as Hilary helped him sit up. "I gotta finish my homework...I'll talk to you later." She smiled and rushed out the room, closing the door behind her.
Kai raised an eyebrow. That girl was weird. He looked down at the ramen in the bowl, taking the pair of chopsticks in his right hand. He growled as he tried to use them, but wasn't having any luck at all. For some reason, he couldn't remember how to eat with them.
Hilary laughed and took the bowl from him, grabbing a bit of ramen with the chopsticks and holding them out for him to eat.
He glared at her. "I don't need your help."
"Ha! Of course you do, now eat!" She poked his lips with the eating utensils.
"I can take care of...." Suddenly, his mouth was full of noodles as Hilary had found a wide enough opening. He chewed a few times before starting to protest again, but the brunette shoved in some more.
Kai swallowed hard and gave the girl a death glare. "Would you stop!?" He coughed as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
Hilary only giggled. "You have a Japanese name, but you don't know how to use chopsticks?!"
"I don't remember how..." He grumbled and looked away.
"Don't worry about it...I'll help." She began to dig around for more noodles, but Kai's voice stopped her.
"I'm not hungry anymore..." He replied, seemingly tired. He sunk back down in the bed and rested his head on the fluffy pillow.
"...alright..." She sat the bowl on her desk and stood up. "If you need anything, I'll be downstairs, so just yell...okay?"
Kai's eyes were already closed, and appeared to be asleep again. She smiled and brushed away a few stray bangs of his blue grey locks then turned and left her room, closing the door as quietly as she could.
"Hey Hil!? Have you finished your science project yet?" Helena's voice asked.
"Science project?" She gasped. "Oh no! I completly forgot!"
Her sister laughed at her. "Ahhh!!!!" Hilary ran downstairs. "What am I gonna do?! What do I need? Uh....wire.....batteries....oh no! I have no clue what to do!" She wailed. She might have been a straight A student, but when it came to science, she didn't do so well. It was definatly her worse subject...and she kept wondering how she was able to pass it every year.
"I'm sooo gonna fail!"
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Yeah, that was kindof stupid and stuff.....oh well X.X

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More about how Kai got in his current state will come later.