Authoress' Note: Meep. Sorry for the long update. I've been going on a writers block for all my stories... that's soo not fun. And I wrote out my next Twilight chapter in school... and LOST THE LAST PAGE I WROTE! o.O so I've been in a bad mood... so why not make a sad chapter... hmm... what story could hold that??? Oh yeah... THIS! So here we go. Short but argg... I'm still trying to regain when I wrote earlier...

Chapter 2-
Mom said it was OK to cry… I never met my mom…

"Kai... we have come to he conclusion you have lung cancer..."

No, it was not possible. There must have been some kind of mistake, there was no possible chance that Kai—He was Kai, the Kai Hiwatari. No, Kai shook his head in the disbelief of it all. He could feel the tears of anger swelling up in the corners of his eyes. Part of him wanted to tell him it was the truth, while the rest of him, the majority of him told him that this was some kind of prank.

"I've gone through your medical records and have come across a few things that confirm this. You have records of coughing fits, along with a case of pneumonia, and a few cases of bronchitis. All within a few years time," stated the doctor flipping through the records.

Kai was speechless; he wanted to yell at this man for his outrageous and devious claim about his heath. No, Kai probably had some stupid bug that was no big deal. They must be pulling his leg, and Kai was deffinetly not in the mood for this.

"But it is strange for a person at your young age to develop this cancer without smoking," continued the doctor. "There are other variables in this though." Kai looked up and at the man through his tense face and shaking eyes. Gripping the armrests of the chair, Kai waited patiently. This man obvious took pleasure in drawing out everything.

"Genetics are a factor in this. Has anyone in your family ever had this cancer that you're aware of?" Kai's silence was the only thing that he gave to the doctor. How the hell was he supposed to know? He had no memory of his parents, and Voltaire, like hell did he know anything about that man. Not that he cared too.

"Well then there are other explanations besides smoking and genetics… air pollution, diet, your pneumonia could have aided it, radon, radioactive chemicals, asbestos exposure…"

Kai stopped listening… radioactive chemicals… BioVolt. Wanting to kick him for everything, Kai kept quiet and the doctor took this as a sign to continue.

"I need to know your work history Kai. Were you ever exposed to any of the items I previously just said?" Kai nodded very slowly. Damnit, he should have known to go and get a physical after he got out of BioVolt for the second time…

"Kai, there are four stages of lung cancer. The first two aren't as bad as the second pair. All they do is determine recovery rate. Yours is a level three type, so I want to start the radiation treatment and put you on chemotherapy as soon as possible.

"If we start immediately, our chances of helping you are greater than if we wait too long," stated the doctor. Kai nodded. "I can schedule you start chemotherapy… give me a minute… I shall be right back…"

Kai wouldn't watch as the doctor left. He wouldn't believe this was all happening. But BioVolt, the place he had escaped from so long ago, the place where his childhood and simple human emotions were stolen from him, was not done with him…

He couldn't let this sink in to his soul, but it was a reality. All the chemical agents he and the Blitzkrieg Boys had been exposed too, it was back to haunt him, to finish him off.

A few minutes later, the doctor came back with a light smile on his face. "You're in luck, Kai. We are able to give you your first treatment of chemotherapy. If you come this way, we can proceed." Kai reluctantly stood up from the chair and followed the man down the hall way, his bangs covering his eyes…

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The drive back to the university seemed to take forever and would not end. The miles dragged out, the Cold Fusion and Story of the Year songs he blasted on his car stereo were his only comforts. "Rage" was a popular one of his right now, and Kai found himself drowning in the heavy bass and screaming of the singer. Yeah, with this he could drown out everything. Kai couldn't even hear his own thoughts…

But then "Rage" was over and was replaced by "And the Hero Will Drown". Kai could only growl as he finally felt it all sinking into him. The chemo had gone well… well how the hell did he know the difference if it went well, or if the doctor was lying to him?

Expect to be drowsiness, nausea, blah, blah, blah. Well, the doctor did tell him that he was going to be exempt from classes now on. He'd have to get everything from other students, and the doctor was going to immediately call up the school and report this.

Kai didn't want anyone to know of this. He couldn't allow anyone else to know. No, they'd think he'd be weak. Tyson would probably have a field day, teasing and taunting him through out this whole thing.

"Swim in the smoke, and the hero will drown, intoxicating beauty tears everything down…"

Kai slammed on the breaks of his car, just barely missing a head on collision with a shipping truck just in head of him. The Porsche slid to a stop, just inches from the T-bar. The Russian could feel his heart pounding, as he breathing started to become a little labored. He was lucky to notice that in time.

The music was pounding but Kai could find himself able to hear his own thoughts now as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. The others… Tyson, Tala, they were going to find out… no! NO! He couldn't allow it. He would let them know of his weakness. Tyson would be easier to hide it from. But Tala, he lived with Tala.

Nausea, how could he hide that? And explaining the classes. Who the hell was going to get his tapes there to record the lectures? Oh fuck, he was going to be so screwed.

Kai shoved aside all thoughts the rest of the way, blasting the music even louder. "I'm probably going to be deaf out of this…"

The rest of the drive home was safer for Kai; he didn't have anymore near-death-collisions. Pulling into his parking space in the layered lot, he turned off the engine and rested his head on the steering wheel, careful not to lean on the horn.

Another little coughing fit… this was real. Closing his eyes tightly to trap in the tears forming, Kai wouldn't allow himself to cry. No, he wouldn't do that. That would show weakness. He had to keep his head up, he had to keep going, and he had to… Kai heard a smack against his car window.

Jumping out of his skin, Kai leaped up and turned to see Wyatt Smithwright plastering his face on the passenger's window. Kai's heart was racing until he noticed who it was. Wyatt's face blushed a bright red color.

"What was that for?" asked Kai stepping out of the car, grabbing the papers that the doctor had given him, filled with numbers to call for counseling, and the bottles of medicine incase he felt a fever or a cold coming on, also another bottle for his nausea. Wyatt blushed yet again.

"Sorry Kai, I just went to your dorm room and Tala said you had gone out. Then I saw your car so I ran over and tripped. Sorry if I scared you," said Wyatt. Kai nodded, and waved it off.

"What did you want anyway?"

"Oh, I was wondering where you where. You missed class today, and I wanted to make sure you got the notes…" Kai stopped short a second, Wyatt almost running into the Russian. Kai innerly smiled. Maybe he found his delivery boy…

"Wyatt, I need to ask you a favor," said Kai.

"Oh, anything!"

"Listen, I can't attend my classes for a while—"

"Why not?"

"That's not important. I need to you to take my recorder and make sure all my lectures get taped," said Kai. "I'm going to need you to give it to Tala for me. Do you think you can do that?" Wyatt nodded his head eagerly. It was a good thing Kai and Wyatt had majority of the same classes together.

"No problem Kai!" said Wyatt. "I'll do it!" Kai nodded thanks to Wyatt, and watched as the brown haired boy ran off towards his own car and pull away. Kai let out a large sigh of relief, followed by a little coughing.

He noticed something dripping out of the corner of his mouth. Wiping with his thumb, he noted the red tint to it. Kai innerly growled…

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He continued towards the dorms, lost in his own thoughts. There were students loitering in the hallways; a few were conversing about classes, while others were making plans, and some were studying in the hall while their roommates were in the middle of banging someone.

But Kai didn't notice this; he didn't notice anyone. His eyes were trained and focused on the floor in front of his feet. Weakness. That's all he was now. He was weak; he couldn't defend himself from himself. How pathetic. He gripped the file in his arm tighter and the bottles in his hand until his knuckles were white, not wanting to part from them. If he did, someone would be bound to find out.

"This isn't real. I'm in a nightmare. A fucking bad nightmare. I need a nap. That's it I need to fall asleep in this dream so I wake up in reality-"

Kai was knocked down to the ground on his back, the file and bottles flying out of his death grip. Laying sprawled out on the floor, Kai had a blink a few times to get his boundaries back in line. Looking up, he noticed Tyson was sitting on his ass, rubbing his forehead. Noticing the papers and medicine were close to the Dragon blader, the Phoenix quickly grabbed them and stood up on his own.

"Hey…sorry about that Kai," said Tyson, who had offered his hand to help up his old friend. Kai ignored him.

Weakness…

Kai proceeded to continue walking down the hallway, just completely ignoring everything and everyone in his sight, including Tyson. The bluenette was worried.

He had just "borrowed" one of Kai's shirts and the Russian hadn't said anything about it. Kai always was on top of Tyson when he took his things without asking. Which, he did frequently to annoy the elder and also to give him a reason for seeing each other.

And Tyson couldn't help but notice the sullen look on Kai's face as he walked away. His brows knitted together in concern for his old friend, and he was ready to go and ask him, until he heard the shrilling cry of Hilary coming towards him.

Remembering his reason for running down the hall, Tyson took off in a flash.

"GET BACK HERE YOU ASS HOLE!" cried Hilary running pass Kai, barely noticing him and chasing the midnight blue boy down the hallways.

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Twisting the doorknob to his dorm room, he found it unlocked. Great… that meant Tala would be in the room and would most likely question Kai until his death about the appointment, or find something condescending to say to him. Either or, Kai wanted no part of it.

Just as he expected, Tala was sitting on the top bunk he had, flipping through some textbook of his, jotting down notes in a large spiral notebook. The red head's eyes detached from the writing to see his roommate enter and shut the door behind him. The cerulean eyes latched onto the file in Kai's arm and the bottles in his hand as he raised one of his brows.

"How did it go?" he questioned as Kai walked over towards his desk to throw his keys on the tabletop. Purposefully ignoring the question, Kai settled the file and bottles into his desk drawer and locked it, only rising Tala's suspicions even more.

Kai turned his attention over towards the monitor of his laptop and started to type away on the Internet, immediately getting a message from Wyatt.

"I thought I just left him… oh… his phone…"

letitrip23: Yo, Kai. I totally forgot to give you your notes!

PhoenixInferno: No problem there. Just drop it by when you get the chance.

letitrip23: Alright! Sorry again!

Kai groaned; this kid never took the hint did he? His fingers started to type away at the keyboard as he popped up the web pages to his email account and another window for some more "research".

Tala's eyes were trained on Kai's computer screen, but the bluenette picked up the laptop and moved it into his bed with him, directly under the Wolf.

Groaning inside, Tala went back to his book, but still curious about Kai.

Flipping through his email, Kai deleted all the trash he kept getting from Tyson. Never again would he give Tyson his email account or his screen name to AIM. NEVER!

The only messages he left were those from the BBA, one about some tournament during Spring break, and another about new BBA regulations.

"So, what did the doctor say?" asked Tala, ask Kai started to research more about lung cancer, coughing a few times on his own. But no blood this time… good…

"You should go and have an appointment at the hospital," replied Kai. "He was there longer than me…" Tala closed his book and hung his head over the bed, looking down at Kai.

"What are you talking about? I'm perfectly healthy… now spill… what is up?" Kai opened his mouth to say something, when he got this horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"SHIT!"

Jumping up from his bed, Kai placed his hand over his mouth as he rushed into the bathroom in their dorm room (A/n: I know dorms don't have bathrooms… but this one does!). Slamming the door behind him, Kai rushed over to the toilet, and lifted the seat to spill his guts into the bowl.

And it was starting; Kai couldn't stand the taste in his mouth, as he was able to finish emptying all the contents in his stomach. This was what he had to look forward too… just peachy. After a few minutes, Kai wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before flushing the toilet and washing his hands and mouth out with water.

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As Kai had run into the bathroom, Tala jumped off the bed and watched him dash. Something was up, and Tala wouldn't settle for it; Kai was his best friend, his only friend. The Abbey completely fucked over any chance Tala could have with friends. Everyone feared him, or hated him. Except for Kai and the other Blade Breakers.

But Tala's eyes scanned over the computer screen and his jaw dropped at the web site Kai was visiting. Cancer… No it was not possible! Kai must have been doing some research. But as Tala further explored the open window, he came across "symptoms", and on top of the list for chemotherapy was nausea.

Tala looked at the bathroom door, and could hear Kai. Tala's eyes widened as he looked back at the page.

Kai emerged from the bathroom, feeling a little bit better now that he couldn't throw up anymore for now. But as he looked over as saw Tala standing with his arms crossed next to Kai's bed, the bluenette realized that he had left the window open. Kai's face paled. Now Tala knew. Oh this was just not his day…

"Would you care to enlighten me about this?"

o.O Someone knows!!! Short... I know... not very well descriptive... I know... I'd better not lose my touch! -punches self in the head- Until next time...

I'm no longer a myth...
lil phoenix