Maybe fate played a part in making Kai stay awake. Maybe Caena was trying to tell Kai something. Either way, Kai didn't fall asleep. He had just been laying there, staring into the darkness, thinking about everything and nothing. Tyson was the dominate thought.

Kai had never found anyone to be so annoying and compelling at the same time. Caena had been annoying, yes, and fascinating as a boy four years older then himself ultimately would be. Caena had always been wild. Spiking his long blond hair so it shot in every and any direction, wearing black eyeliner, dying parts of his pale hair red or green or blue, wearing dark red or black nail polish. Belts were one of the things Caena had indulged in. He had loved them. Had worn them around his waist, neck, legs, and arms.

But Tyson was fascinating in a way that was completely different. Caena had been a best friend and brother. Kai wanted Tyson as a best friend and ... lover. He had just come to that conclusion. But, anyway, Tyson was always telling jokes, laughing, yelling. Caena had been pretty quiet and only open with a few people. Tyson was open with everyone. He always let his opinion be known. In a way, Tyson was everything Kai was not and wanted to be. Tyson held the answers to Kai embracing the world again and yet Tyson didn't know that. Tyson probably didn't even care. Which was why Kai wasn't about to go openly state his feelings when he had been taught not to and had found out what it was like to have someone you loved ripped away from you.

Kai's thoughts were drifting between both boys. He had remembered the dream he had when he had the flu. One where Caena was telling him to go back, that someone needed him. He had finally figured out what needed him. what had held him here. What needed him was Tyson. And Kai needed Tyson.

It isn't fair, Kai thought, I finally figure out what I want only to realize that it doesn't want me. And that it could hurt itself so easily.

Kai was about to entertain this thought some more when a blood freezing scream interrupted. He sat up rod straight. There was only one person in the house it could be. Tyson. But why was he screaming? Only one way to find out. Setting off down the hall, he headed towards where the scream was continuing.

Entering Tyson's room, he noted that the room fit Tyson perfectly, bright, messy and full of personality. Only thing wrong with it was the thrashing boy on the bed.

Without thinking, Kai went over to him, pulling sheets away from Tyson's body so they wouldn't wrap around his throat. He pinned the boy down, trying to make him stop thrashing. Soon enough, the boy under him calmed down and fully awoke.

"K-Kai?" he stuttered sleepily. "What are ya doin'?" It was then that Kai realized the position they were in. He had Tyson's arms pinned above his head and he was nearly sitting on the boy. It appeared that Tyson had noticed the position as well, for he started to blush. Kai turned a pale pink and let him go.

"You were having a nightmare," he shrugged. "I, I came to stop you from choking yourself." Why was it that Kai would come to his aid now when he never had before? Why was it that Kai felt the need to pull the boy against him and never let him go again?

"Oh, okay. Um, did I say anything?" Tyson adverted his eyes, glancing at anything but the guy above him.

"No. Want to talk about it?" Tyson finally looked into the red eyes, and Kai saw the turmoil. Pain. Stress. Love? Sadness. The long haired boy shook his head. "It might help it from coming back."

After awhile Tyson started talking. "I dreamt that everyone left me. That I left them or something. All I know is no one was with me any more. I was in a forest with ugly trees," he shuddered here but continued with a vacant look in his eyes. "They seemed to crowd around me, advance, they wanted to attack me. Suck out my soul.

And then you were there. You saw me, saw the pain, saw the terror and saw that I needed, wanted, your help. But you just stood there, as impassive as ever. I called your name but you just stared at me, through me. Maybe behind me because when I turned there was this figure there. It was to dark to see. He was like the darkness itself. I looked back at you, you were smiling at him, like you knew him. And then you disappeared and that hurt me so bad. Worse then grandpa or Max leaving.

The trees got me then and I could hear the shadow laughing at my helplessness. He liked seeing me in pain. The last thing I saw was you join him. And then I broke." Tyson collapsed, started sobbing.

Kai pulled Tyson into an embrace, stroked his hair as Caena had done to him. Tyson quieted down enough to hear Kai's words. "Tyson! It's all right. We're all here. Max is home, Rei is there with him, Kenny and Hilary are at their homes. Grandpa is at a friends. And I'm here. I'll always be here," as an after thought he added, "Evil trees will not steal your soul." Though he had to fight to keep a straight face.

"You really mean it?" Tyson was so pitiful. He was sniffing and tears still trailed down his cheeks, cris-crossing trails that other tears had left. "You promise?" he held up a pinky.

"I promise to never leave you alone and always come to you when you call." Kai locked his pinky in the other boy's.

"What was the shadow?" Kai was curious about that.

"A person. A boy. I don't know his features. Only his name ..." Tyson trailed off, not wanting to tell the older boy, whom he was sure he loved, that the boy who laughed at him was none other then the boy Kai had thought he was.

"His name, what is it?" Kai persisted, wondering who had such an impact on Tyson's life.

Tyson hesitated. He really didn't want to tell Kai but he knew Kai wouldn't drop it. "Caena ..."

Kai froze his stroking. How did Tyson know that name? The only one to have that name was ... "Um, Tyson? Where did you get that name from?"

"You called me it when you were sick. You woke up and called me it," Tyson was saying it so strangled that Kai immediately knew why love had shone in Tyson's deep eyes. He felt immediate guilt for something that he didn't even really remember. Tyson didn't even know who Caena was or what he meant to Kai.

"Ty, I think you misunderstood. Caena is, was, a friend. The first one I had. I-" Kai started, pulling Tyson's chin up so the boy would look at him.

"No. I can't stand to hear it. I'll break ..." And Kai understood the last parts of the younger bladers dream. Tyson had finally broke because Kai had rejected him.

"You don't understand. Caena was only a friend. My first one. He died just before ... I met ... you." Kai remembered. Remembered the little boy he had met so long ago. The little boy who was so sad but cheered up as Kai continued to teach him Beyblading. And then eating ice cream. Then the memories of when they met again and they had battled to win for the first time. "When I met you the second time." he added softly

"Oh. I, I'm sorry. I ... was depressed way back then and you cheered me up. When my parents died, you came and forced me to play with you. You brought me out of depression. And then when you were the what, Bey Sharks something or other? anyway, I was depressed over my brother going away. And stuff I can't remember. You made me blade again. Made me enjoy it. Here I am, depressed again." Tyson realized too late that he had gone too far.

"So you are depressed," Kai said sagely.

"Not so much with you here," Tyson unconsciously snuggled closer to Kai and buried his head in the broad chest. "How did he die?"

Kai sighed. "Suicide. He was depressed." His hold tightened and Tyson wormed his arms around the man he had fallen in love with.

"That's why you got fierce earlier,"

"Mmm-hmm ..." Kai picked Tyson's head up and placed a gentle caressing kiss on Tyson's pouting lips. His thin ones weren't really a match but there was no fumbling with noses between them. They fit perfectly together. And it was made all the more perfect by Tyson's returning to the light. The trees were finally disappearing, their hold receding. Tyson's heart felt lighter and Kai's felt fuller.

The next morning would have been near perfect. The storm had ended, the wind disappearing. Only puddles, accidents, messes and missing objects marred the peaceful day. Birds were chirping and the sun was very bright, the sky very blue, the clouds white and fluffy. Grandpa was heading home and phone and power companies were heading out to fix the downed lines.

But when Tyson woke up, the side of his face was hard and stiff. Some substance had dried there during the night. His pillow was full of it, so were his sheets, some of his hair was matted together. Kai was full of it.

Then he noticed that wet liquid was still trailing everywhere. Kai's lower face was full of it. And then the pale skin, sunken eyes and shades of grey around the eyes, the redness of the nose, was taken into account.

"Kai?" Tyson had saw the blood coming from the nostrils. "Kai? Kai!" Kai seemed to be unconscious and he wouldn't even wake up when Tyson shook him. "Kai please wake up!" Kai just stayed quiet and unmoving. Tyson was deathly afraid.

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A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update, my computer was screwy. Hope everyone had a good Christmas or whatever else you celebrate!

This part turned out good. No exactly as I had planned it, but I couldn't change that. I think the part about Caena was rushed a little. Anyway tell me what you think about this part. Which means, REVIEW! Oh and I do not own Beyblade. I do own Caena, though. And as to the part about no one else having that name, I think it is someone's name but in the story, for the sake of it, there isn't anyone with it but my Caena.

-Empress Mara

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