Warning : Strong language, violence & M/M
Disclaimer : I don't own Beyblade or any of the characters. The characters you do not recognise are mine and are not to be stolen/used in any story other than my own.
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Kai stared at the papers on his desk in utter disbelief. He did not complete his work, he knew he didn't. But then, why was it all here in front of him, completed in his hand writing? He didn't understand, and he wasn't sure he wanted to. First he wakes up on the living room floor, then he finds his homework completed! What the fuck was going on? Kai wished to himself that he was dreaming and would wake up soon, in his own bed. Wake up to a normal life where schools weren't stolen from or burned down, and where nothing out of the ordinary happened. He pondered that thought for a while, then collected up his papers and thumbed through them.
'I don't understand.. It's all here, it's all done.' Confusion wasn't one of Kai's favourite feelings, and neither was the one he was beginning to feel in the pit of his stomach. 'Walk. Go for a walk.' He silently decided, slamming the papers back down onto his desk. He sidled out of the study and up the stairs, breathing a sigh of relief that nothing was out of place. He painted his triangles back onto his cheeks and neatened his slate coloured hair. After grabbing his keys, he darted down the stairs and straight out the front door, not wanting to suddenly notice anything else that may bring back his slowly fading uneasy feeling.
Once in the park he felt much better. Too much had been going on and he had needed to escape. Waking up in the wrong place he could just about handle, but the completed papers he could not. He sat on a bench overlooking the town. It had taken a while to walk to the top, but once up there, he was glad. He breathed a sigh as he took the sights in. The town looked so beautiful as nothing stirred in the cold night air. It was only once he'd got out the front door that Kai had even realised it wasn't light yet. He stared out through the serene darkness to the bright lights of the near town, a warm mix of orange and white streetlamps and the red tail lights of seemingly unmoving cars. A rush of calm came over him, soothing his thoughts. He pulled a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one.
"Bad habit.." He scolded himself quietly, taking a comforting drag. He slid into thought about going back to school and seeing his classmates. Though he didn't speak with any of them, he would be glad to be around people again. Settling on this thought, he closed his eyes and listened to the wind, which was blowing through his hair softly. Another sigh escaped his lungs. Peace. At last, peace. The distant sounds of the town below him crept into his ears. Trains snaking through the valley, cars trawling along the streets, the low hum of people as they started to awake in the morning's first light. Kai reopened his eyes and watched as a deep orange glow took over the once dark urban streets. He much preferred Japan to Russia. It had more beauty and depth by far, or at least it did to his cool crimson eyes.
A feeling of cold rose through him as he wished for someone to be sharing this scene with him, again not a thought he had often. Of course there were a few times he would like someone around, but he still loved being alone.
'It would have to be someone very special…' He thought to himself, musing over the cold, almost empty feeling inside of him when he had made his silent wish. He quickly shook it away, wondering why he had even thought it in the first place.
"I'm fine on my own. I need nobody." He told himself firmly, standing up and flicking the end of his cigarette away. A cool breeze brushed past, sending a chill down his spine. He silently began to walk back to his home, still subconsciously considering the wish to have someone with him.
Turning the corner of his street, he stopped and stood still. Staring at the red glare of flames that were twisting their way around the flat opposite Kai's, he felt a tug at his stomach. The place was surrounded with police and paramedics. He stalked through the small crowd to look up at the burning mass, his neighbours distraught outside their wilting home. He knew this was a bad start to an equally bad day. That family hadn't lived there long, only a couple of months. Kai suspected they were one of the many families who'd had to be relocated since the schools had been hit with strange happenings.
After being grabbed by the shoulder, Kai cursed himself for jumping. It was only Irika; his tall, cold, dark-haired next door neighbour. A faint smirk played on her lips.
"They don't know how the fire started." She told him, staring coolly from her steel grey eyes into his crimson ones. Turning back to the flaming mess, they both stared. Kai turned to go back to his own flat, when Irika stopped him. "Nobody is allowed to leave until they've been questioned and relocated for tomorrow night." That smirk was cold. She obviously found this funny. Kai rolled her words over in his head. Relocated. This was getting out of hand : Houses were being attacked now.
He didn't understand the morning's events, but a dark idea in his head kept insinuating that if he'd woken in his own bed that morning, none of this would have happened. He could see no sense in his suggestion, but the cold, gripping feeling wouldn't leave him alone. He had been stood, listening to the authorities for over an hour. Apparently he had to get on a train with the rest of the crowd and witnesses and be taken to a hotel. Great. He rolled his eyes sarcastically as the policemen carried on explaining that until they find a cause for the fire, they could only assume it had been done on purpose by somebody and that everyone would have to stay in the hotel. On hearing this, Kai sighed in desperation and went to collect his belongings from his flat.
The train ride was a mix of emotion around him, while Kai had sat in silence, crimson eyes to the floor. 'This is pathetic.' He thought. 'Who the fuck would set fire to house? And why today? Today when I can't understand what's going on anyway…' The questions in his mind carried on for most of the journey. It was only when Irika came and sat by him that he was jerked from them. He kept his head down without greeting her.
"Hey." She greeted him though… Kai lifted his head and looked at her. The smirk was gone, she actually looked slightly worried. "The investigator said the fire was no accident." Her quiet voice informed him. "You know I saw you leave your house… Where did you go?" Her cold eyes seemed to be searching him for answers. 'Fuck!' Kai thought, 'she thinks it was me!'
"I went to the park." He replied in a cold tone, annoyed at her obvious accusation.
"What were you doing there?" She wasn't giving up, and Kai knew it.
"Getting some peace and quiet." That wouldn't be enough… "I've had a rough morning"
"Rough morning or not, you're going to end up a suspect." She protested back. "Who the hell goes to the park before the sun is even up?"
Kai slumped back against his chair. "I didn't do it." His simple, honest reply. Irika still looked unsure.
"You're going to need a better alibi than that." With that, she turned her back to him and continued to read her book. Kai crossed his arms and put his head back down. Closing his eyes, new questions began to form and nag at his brain. He didn't think he couldn't handle this. Too much was going on in his mind, so he let himself slip into a troubled slumber.
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