Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade. If I did, I'd have to suffer with Max's sugar-highs o.0

Claimer: I own (from this chapter): Susi, Madár and the Doctor.

MidnightBallad: Sorry if updates come a little slow. I try to get this story written fast, but my Yu-Gi-Oh fic is draining all the creative-ness out of me (sigh). But I really like this story, because its supernatural (yay!) and crazy. It should be under the 'romance' category too, because both Kai and Rei will eventually be pairing up with someone –

Oops, I've said too much.

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Hold my Hand

Chapter Three: The Home

Kai could barely breathe, but he did not feel like concentrating on that too much. His head spun, his lungs ached and he could feel an immense cold washing over his body. All he could hear in his head was screaming...

'Wait! No, sister!'

'Get back inside, now!'

Kai struggled. Ozuma/Haine's grip only tightened. 'That's it, Kai. Give into your sorrow.'

Kai could hear other voices now, but they were not from his dreams.

'We have to get rid of her, now. She is a threat to Biovolt, and to everything we have planned for Kai in the future!'

'And we do this by death?'

'It would not be my first option – but if it comes to it...'

Kai gritted his teeth, gasping, 'What the hell are you doing?'

Ozuma/Haine laughed loudly. 'Come on, Kai! You cannot resist the temptation of the dark side of your mind!'

Kai felt himself falling in and out of unconsciousness. And he could hear the screaming, the words, flooding back to him.

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Kai awoke on a cold, wooden floor. He could smell dust between his nostrils, and hear quiet coughs above his head. Groaning, Kai pushed himself to his knees, gazing around the dark room.

The walls were lined with moth-eaten bunk beds, where small forms lay in fitful sleeps and noisy dreams. There were also the same forms lying all over the ground, snuggled in tightly to paper-thin blankets. Sometimes, a child would begin to sob, only to fall silent eventually.

Still kneeling on the ground, Kai snapped around as the door to the room opened, and a bream of yellow light slunk into the room – a light from a torch. A girl with short, dirty-blonde hair stepped into the room. Kai assessed her briefly.

She wore a very long, brown coat with holes at the elbows and in some of the pockets; they had been mended badly with small material patches. A dark purple scarf was wrapped around the neck of the girl, the tassels on the end fraying slightly. Beneath the coat, the girl wore a little black dress with dark maroon stockings and, of course, the black boots Kai had heard on the floorboards. Her unkept, blonde hair hung in front of eyes that were deep brown, and her dark red lips were dotted with small flakes of snow.

The girl went a little further into the room, shining the torch on the children that lay in the bunks and on the floor. The girl brushed hair from her eyes and bent down to a little girl that slept at her feet, curled up in a patchwork quilt. Smiling, the blonde girl brushed a curly red lock of hair from the child's face and straightened up, shining the torch right at Kai.

She didn't even blink. Glancing around the room, the girl turned and left, leaving the door open just a bit.

Kai frowned – why hadn't the girl even looked at him? Perhaps she thought Kai was just like these other children: homeless and orphaned.

Wherever Kai was, he thought that asking the girl where he was. Kai stood up, not even making a noise on the floor as he made his way through the children that slept on. Carefully, Kai squeezed through the gap in the door, so not to wake the kids, and exited the room.

He came to a green-carpeted hallway, lined here and there with softly-glowing oil lamps. Kai saw the blonde girl step from another room, closing the door behind her once again. Clinging to her hand was brown-haired boy wearing a long nightgown and grasping a teddy bear.

'Come on, Madár. We'll go see the Doctor now.'

Kai took a deep breath and hurried up behind the blonde girl and the boy with her. 'Hey! Can you help me?'

The blonde girl spun around. Kai felt a very strange sensation all of a sudden; as if he were been looked through. 'Hey,' Kai repeated. 'Can you help me?'

The blonde frowned, walking toward Kai. She was inches from him, before Kai held out a hand to stop her. 'Hang on a sec –'

He gasped when the girl walked straight through him. She was a ghost. Kai felt his entire body freeze up. Why was he in a house full of ghosts?

Kai thought wordlessly for a second, looked down at his hands. He could see the green carpet through them. So, he was the ghost. Did that mean that Haine had killed him?!

Kai spun around when he heard a door snap shut. It was just the blonde girl closing the door from where Kai had left. As she walked back to the child in the hall, she muttered, 'Shouldn't have left that open. Come on, Madár.'

She passed straight through Kai again. Kai shivered greatly, and watched as the girl switched off her torch, pocketed it, and took Madár down the hall.

Kai was beginning to worry now. He had no idea how to get out of this vision and back to the real world. That is, if he was even alive back in the real world. The worst thing was that he couldn't communicate with anyone in this vision. He was trapped.

'Oh no!' Kai whispered, gazing around. 'How do I get out of here?' He looked down the other end of the hall, where the blonde girl and Madár were vanishing out of site into the floor. Kai realised that they were taking a flight of stairs down.

'Oh, good, so I'm not going crazy...' Kai said sarcastically. He hurried after them, not bothering to try to keep quiet – he knew he was going to made as much noise as a still sofa anyway.

Kai followed the blonde girl and Madár down the stairs, noticing that a lot of the wallpaper had large holes in it. This place reminded Kai slightly of those horror-filled mansions.

That's what Tyson would say anyway... Kai thought. The blonde girl gasped, whirling around. Madár begun to whimper.

'Who's there?' the girl demanded, flicking her torch on. 'If you want to rob us, you're wasting your time!'

Kai realised that the girl was looking straight through him again. Just in case, he waved. Narrowing her eyes, the girl flicked off her torch and made her way across the room; what looked like some sort of lounge room. It was full of the moon's light, and some expensive-looking sofas sat by a dead fire. The blonde girl walked straight through the lounge room, with Madár still clasping to her hand.

Kai examined the room a bit more – it certainly looked like something from a haunted mansion. Paintings, moose heads on the wall and a large bookshelf. Kai stared at once of the paintings. A small gold plaque beneath it read: Toby Scotts, Headmaster 1950 – 1990. So, he was either in a very old school or some sort of orphanage.

Kai passed through the room to come to yet another room. It was full of old rocking horses, yo-yos and other children's toys. A bookshelf was packed full of magazines and young adult books for obviously some older people. In the middle of this room, the blonde girl had stopped, and an older-looking man was examining Madár. With him was some sort of first aid kit.

'It's just the flu, he should be better soon.' The old man said. 'He just needs rest.'

The blonde girl nodded, sitting down on one of the sofas in the room. Madár gave a delighted squeal and begun to swing back and forth on one of the rocking horses.

'Can't you get some medicine for him, Doctor?' the blonde girl asked, watching Madár swing back and forth on the horse. 'We surely can't be in so much depth that the government won't supply us medicine.'

The Doctor shook his head, rubbing grey stubble on his face. 'No...and I'm afraid that we are no closer to paying off the debts than we were a month ago.'

The girl's eyes seemed to fill with fear. 'But...what will we do?'

The Doctor gazed out the window. It was snowing lightly. 'We have enough money to keep this orphanage open for a while... Then the government will either move you kids, or you'll be left on the streets.'

'What?' the girl cried, jumping to her feet. 'They can't do that!'

The Doctor looked sadly at the girl. 'There is little else they can do. Now, get some sleep, Susi.' He left the room. The blonde girl, Susi, sat back down and buried her face in her hands. She did not cry, but she just sat there silently.

Kai went over to her, feeling pity boil in his heart. He felt for Susi, even though he wasn't sure if she was real or not. He knelt down in front of Susi and sighed deeply. 'I know how you feel. I don't exactly have parents either.'

At least you don't have annoying grandfathers! Kai said in his head.

Susi suddenly gasped very loudly, head snapping up. She stared straight through Kai again, and her lip trembled. 'I'm going crazy...' Susi muttered, standing up. 'Come on, Madár.'

The little boy climbed off the horse, when the realisation hit Kai. Susi picked up Madár and began to leave the room, when Kai cried out to her in his mind, Wait!

Susi stopped, and Madár gazed over her shoulder. Susi spun around, watching the sofa where she once sat. This time, she frowned, as if she were confused. '... Hello?'

Susi, Kai thought, looking straight at the girl. I need your help.

Susi swallowed. 'What are you? A demon?' She held Madár closely to her. 'I don't help demons.'

I'm not a demon, honestly. I just need you to help me.

Susi put Madár down and whispered to him, 'Go back to bed. I'll be up to check on you.' Then she spoke to Kai. 'What is your name?'

Kai. He paused. Kai Hiwatari.

Susi nodded slowly. 'Um...how can I help you?'

I don't know, Kai thought. I was hoping you could tell me. Susi, I think I'm trapped here.

End Chapter Three

MidnightBallad: Okay, that was rather random and useless. Don't fret, this vision will have something to do with the rest of the story. I have some reviews to answer from chapter one and two:

SchoolBoredom: Hey, you did find my new story! I'm glad you're, um...getting into it. I guess this chapter didn't really answer your freak-out-ness, and I'm glad you like this story better! (burns the original 'Family Ties')

Frostt: I'm glad you like it, I'm not very good at the whole ghost and spirit stuff.

To the rest of you: Thanks for reviewing and all of your positive comments!

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