WARNING: This story is rated R-17 for coarse language, sex (not hentai) and alcohol. Please do not read if under-age.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beyblade or the Bible (why the heck would I want it anyways?), just the story line, ideas and own characters.
Continued…
Kai let himself drop on the ground and looked up at Ray and Mr. Dickinson in utter disbelief and with a mix of terror and anger.
"What?" He exclaimed.
"We understand your reaction, but we believe it is for your own good." Said gently Mr. Dickinson.
"We? Who's we? You have no fucking idea about my fucking reaction!" Snarled Kai.
"Kai, please be considerate, I am only trying to keep you from harm and…"
"Kai." Interrupted Ray, "I can't say I understand, I don't, but please…"
"Please what?"
"It is only to protect you…"
"Well put. Now, I will arrange for you a direct flight on a private jet to Russia where you will be picked up by a limousine and driven to a mansion under my property and where the Blitzkreig Boys currently reside."
Kai bolted up and faced the two, his emotions completely taking over his actions.
"Are you crazy?" He was on the verge of furious tears, "Not only are you sending me in Russia, you're handing me over to the Blitzkreig Boys?"
"Kai, calm down…" Pleaded Ray.
"Why not just give them fucking my pride and reputation on a silver platter?"
"Seek to cool your spirit Kai…" Said Mr. Dickinson in a tranquil voice.
Kai could not bear see him so calm and composed, he hated him for that; he hated everything and everyone right now. He just wanted to be alone, what was so difficult to understand about that?
"Kai!" Suddenly called Ray.
In the end, he found himself in Ray's arms. He had tried to hit the man, but Ray had grabbed his wrists and pulled him towards his self. Kai was now gripping onto his shirt, tears pearling down his cheeks.
"I hate you…" He mumbled, the tears stinging his eyes, "I hate you all…"
He pushed him away and dashed right out the door, passing Tyson and Kenny on the way, and slammed the door of the room he was to share with Max, locking himself in. He dropped to the ground, resting back against the door, and passed his arms around his knees, bringing them to his chest.
Outside, he could hear their voices…
"What happened?" Exclaimed Tyson and Kenny in unison.
"Why was Kai crying?"
"And why had he shouted like that?"
While Mr. Dickinson was bombarded by questions, Ray slipped away and knelt down in front of the door; he could sense his captain on the other side.
"Kai… I'm sorry…" He whispered to him, "There's no other way… unless you prefer living in a lab…"
On the other side, Kai gave a sniff and slumped his head.
"I'm really sorry…" Continued the raven-haired boy.
"Ray… It's not your fault…" Finally replied Kai.
"But…"
"Ray… Just… I'm fine…"
He nodded and got up; he walked through the living room, ignoring Tyson as he asked if Kai was all right, and walked out of the hotel room.
This was affecting him quite heavily, being the apprehensive spirit he was…
"I can't believe it…" He muttered to himself as he walked through the empty streets, "That idiot refused to change his mind… He's really sending her to the Blitzkreig Boys… Sending her to Russia!"
He shivered as a cold December wind blew by; in his hurry he had forgotten his coat and he was beginning to consider returning back to the hotel. But then, he shrugged the sensation off and continued walking down the street, his deep thoughts and mixed emotions refused to let him go back.
Author's Note: I swear I hate Mr. Dickinson and this is exactly how he would react to this; he has barely any emotions for god's sake! If Ray hadn't stopped Kai, he would have definitively killed the man…
As for Ray being all mad about not getting custody over Kai… Well, you'll find out.
By the way, for all those who haven't figured out already: p stands for page, not chapter so this is part of chapter two…