Konnichiwa mina-san! Yep, I know this story is finished and all, but I wasn't happy with the ending, so I wrote another one. Hopefully, this one is better. So, for my fic to make sense you should read chappy 2, miss out 3 and go straight to this one! Everyone got that! Also, before I start the chappy, I just wanna say I got my first flame! It was for my other fic, the World. I'm gonna say more about it in my next chapter of The World…
Kai : I give up. You are hopeless! But, for now, I can stand you more than Tyson…
Me : Awh. You're so sweet Kai Kai! squeezes Kai who gives an anime style sweatdrop
Kai : Get…off…me…
Me : Heh heh heh…
Kai : YOU need the psychiatrist…
Me : …I think we'll cut to the chapter…
Chapter 4: Alternative Ending
Pain.
That's all I can feel.
Physical and emotional pain.
I am worthless, so I deserve to die.
Sad, then, that there is a small flicker of hope inside me.
With the strength I have left I draw symbols on the floor.
Red symbols. I'm staining the floor with my blood.
To hell with everything!
What is the point of my life?
I am no one.
Yes, my name is Max Mizuhara.
But who really cares? Not me.
If I did, maybe it wouldn't hurt so much.
But the mask I hide behind protects me from such thoughts.
I was like a free spirited bird flying high in the sky. With any put down I had, I would just rise from the flames, like a phoenix.
Like Kai…
But, being so alone in my troubles, I soon realised I couldn't live the dream of being happy.
Soaring through the air, my wings were clipped.
And I plummeted back down to earth.
Falling, falling.
My wings were broken.
And even if I could fly again, through the clouds, away from the pain…
I'd be too afraid that I would be hurt again,
Afraid of falling.
Afraid of harming my ever-so delicate wings.
That is why I am so pathetic. So worthless.
I even cringe at the blood drying on my wrist…The cut keeps bleeding, and my arm is sore.
Oh what a way to go.
The great beyblader of defence.
Max Mizuhara, 'the cheerful one', committing suicide.
I can barely believe it myself…
/Normal POV/
The slate-haired teen stopped pacing outside of the bathroom door.
It had been almost eight minutes now…Too long for someone to just go to the toilet.
"I knew something was up…" He muttered, opening the door.
"Maxie…you alright?" A stupid question the phoenix boy thought, looking for the turtle.
The blonde in question was slumped on the back wall, his usually bright blue eyes were dull, and a look of sadness and perhaps guilt decorated his pale face.
His wrist was still bleeding, and Kai felt angry and worried at the same time.
"Maxie…why? Oh, what have you done?" He shook the young teen's shoulders, confusion winning over reason.
"…Max…"
/Max's POV/
Kai…
I'm surprised you came.
If I could talk, there would be so much I'd want to know.
But my throat muscles have been ripped out. A simple punishment for a disappointment like me. A loser with a fake smile.
Our coach mutters things and keeps shaking my shoulders. I wish he'd stop.
But he only does when he knows it's not helping.
What now?
He's picking me up…does this mean he…
No.
Oh, why must I hurt so?
My vision is hazy…I can't see! I'm blind!
I'm losing control over my body.
Forgetting how to talk, see and breathe…
I'm…I'm really gonna…
/Normal POV/
"Max, Maxie! Can you hear me? Hold on. C'mon, you can do it!" The slate-haired teen had picked the blonde koinu up into his arms. Feeling for a pulse, he found it so very weak.
Actual fear made the cold youth freeze.
Max's heartbeats were slowing down, and he didn't know what to do.
Usually red, piercing eyes became soft, showing panic and terror.
How could Kai Hiwatari feel so…so emotional?
As strong white hands began to shake whilst holding the younger blonde, Kai studied the boy's face.
Pale skin, a bunch of freckles, long dark eyelashes…and…
A…a smile!
It was so hard to believe.
A real smile. A real Max Mizuhara smile.
"…" Putting a shaky hand over the unconscious boy's chest, Kai's stomach lurched.
Nothing.
Not a thing.
No heart beat. At all…
A darkened shadow clouded two motionless figures. An uneasy silence filled the public toilets.
Kai was in shock, and words failed him.
What good were they anyway?
There was nobody to hear them.
The pale slate-haired teen couldn't move.
For the first time in his life, Kai cried.
Small, pearly blue raindrops trickled down the face of the guilt-ridden captain.
But what good would they do?
For no one could see his tears.
Owari
Okies, that ending I liked better, despite it not being a very happy one. In the end, Max died happy because he knew Kai cared. That Kai forgave him, and knew what sort of a person he really was. I personally think I made Kai too emotional, and, perhaps a little thick. I mean, come on, Max was trying to kill himself and he didn't do much. I guess it was the shock. You guys can understand that, right! Anyway, I'd like to know which ending you readers (if any!) preferred. If ya didn't like me killing off sweet lil Maxie, then read chappy 3 again!
Well, till my next fic then (unless you're a reader of The World), sayonara!
Minako Angel out xxx
Kai : Seen as though Minako rudely missed me out, I'm gonna give the translation…
Koinu means puppy
…And, ask you people to flame (but not like the person called 'u suck') M.A for making me such an emotional wuss! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!
Me : secretly ringing the psychiatrist's number
Kai : laughing like an evil genius. Ho hum…