And here I am with chapter two of this story that's being reloaded -glares at FanFiction administrators- Truth or Dare was a good story! There was no need to delete it! I do not even think I broke any rules writing it!

Disclaimers- I do not own BeyBlade! There, I said it, now I'm done.

-Begin Chapter Two-

Food Fight, Detention, Mr. Tyrant, and the letter

In his room Kai had changed into a pair of school pajamas and was drying off his hair with a fluffy white school towel. Outside his door he heard the curfew bell, a loud 'boing' sound. Kai took the towel off of his head and let his arms fall limp to his sides. The seventeen-year-old directed his gaze towards the clock; it read 8:30. "The bell's an hour early tonight," he said aloud to no one in particular, and shrugged his shoulders before folding the damp towel and putting it away.

Kai lay down on his bed, covered himself with a sheet and fell into a dreamless sleep in minutes.. He woke up early enough in the morning to take his time, which he did. Simply straightening the sheets out, thus making his bed, he pulled some clothes out of the drawer and put them on. He then plucked the earring off of the dresser top and attached it to his pierced earlobe. Shrugging he loosened the tie around his neck and left the forest green school jacket unbuttoned.

Shrugging and putting his hands in his pockets he left the room and headed for the mess hall. 'It isn't called MESS hall without a reason.' Kai stopped in mock horror at what he saw when he entered the mess hall. There was food everywhere, and everyone was yelling "FOOD FIGHT" every three seconds. 'I should have come here sooner and avoided this childishness.' He ducked under the line of fire and got a plate of bacon, pancakes and juice from the front of the room and found a clear spot before sitting down eating his food. 'Now how could they start a food fight with bacon and pancakes and juice?' this thought crossed Kai's mind before a blob of oatmeal landed in front of him,

"HEY! OVER THERE!" Kai looked up from his plate at the kid who stood up, covered in oatmeal, pointing at him, "GRAB SOME OATMEAL AND JOIN IN!"

Kai rolled his eyes, "Weren't you ever told not to play with your food?"

"GUESS NOT!"

Kai sighed and ate the rest of the food before getting up and instantly regretting it. A large piece of oatmeal hit him in the face, and it ran down the deep red tie before hitting the top of the table. Kai left the room quickly and headed into his. He entered the washroom and took one of the white washcloths and wiping the oatmeal off of his face. He took the tie off and washed as much oatmeal as he could be bothered to off of it and placed it in the hamper. He took another tie from the dresser in his room and put it on before loosening it to the same level as the other.

Kai picked up his algebra books and his history books and headed out to get into his first class. He was stopped in the hallway by the principal. There was an errie silence between the two of the, probably increased by the absence of students in that hallway.

"HIWATARI!"

"Yes?"

"You will address me as either 'sir' or 'Mr. Bakamono'."

"Yes, sir" the 'sir' was an after thought on Kai's part.

"What is with that?"

"What, sir?" again, an after thought

"The earring, boy! Take it off!"

Kai put his books on the short wall nearby that blockaded the hall from the courtyard and took the dark blue thing off. "And tuck your shirt in, button up that jacket, and tighten that tie! Do you know nothing of etiquette!" The last line was more of a demand then question, Kai, having nothing better to do did as he was told.

"I guess not, sir"

"Then you'll learn punishment for not having etiquette, five minutes after classes end for the day and not a minute later, Hiwatari!"

Kai shrugged his shoulders and pretend to look like he didn't care, but only after the principal left, but he was actually seething on the inside. Kai picked up his books and hurried off to the Algebra room, coming in only half a minute before the bell rang. Sitting down Kai muttered something that sounded like "baka" under his breath. If only Mr. Bakamono knew that his name meant 'stupid person' in Japanese, something he learned from Tyson. Tyson had called him that and then explained what it meant upon questioning, Tyson had been landed with a black eye for that. He wasn't particularly looking forward to a visit to Mr. Bakamono, or the detention either. Kai looked out of the window as the teacher droned on about polynomials.

"Hiwatari!" Kai grimaced, he was going to have to get used to being called that, "Hiwatari, could you please put this in standard form and name the coefficient of the largest term!" This too was more of a command then a question. Kai sighed, this really wasn't his day, first the food fight, then a confrontation with Mr. Bakamono, a detention, and now this. 'What else can go wrong?'...How little he knew how bad things could get. Kai walked up to the board.

'Wyatt's pestering would be better then all of this.' Kai thought as he put 'negative 2 plus y squared minus three y to the fourth minus six y cubed plus five y' into standard form and said "Three" as simply as he could without sounding too moody, though all things considered he had a right to be moody.

"Very good, Hiwatari. I thought you hadn't paid attention." There was almost a sadistic tone to the teacher's voice. Kai checked his smart-ass remark so he wouldn't risk getting another detention and another possible confrontation with Mr. Bakamono. The guy reminded him of Voltaire, his grandfather and a tyrant, for peat's sake! Kai had actually just copied the notes and stared off into space after that.

Most of his day was uneventful as Kai barely avoided another food fight during lunch. Just putting in some training in his spare time, as usual for the guy. The clock in his room read 7:50. 'Dammit!' Kai thought when he looked at the clock. He had two minutes to get to the principal's office. His last class had been dismissed early and he had accidentally fallen asleep. 'Why did I have to sleep so long? Why did I sleep at all?'

'You were tired, besides I don't think that you'll get much sleep tonight.' Answered a deeper voice in the back of his head.

'Dranzer?'

'Yes, Kai?'

'I don't have time for this. I've only got half a minute to get to the principal's office.'

'I'll leave you alone then.'

Just like that the voice left Kai's head and he managed to get into the office just in time. "So you decided to show up after all, eh Hiwatari?"

Kai glanced at his watch, he had shown up on the last second yes, but he wasn't late, was he?

"My watch shows me to have arrived exactly on time, sir" privately he thought something else, 'probably I should have shown up a second earlier. The moron is probably gonna keep me later tonight or give me another detention.'

"Well, when I said not a second later, you took it to heart. What kept you?"

"I had to put my books away, sir", 'I'm in for it.' Kai recognized the tone Mr. Bakamono was using. It was exactly like Voltaire's before he got beaten up for something he didn't do.

"And you took your sweet time doing so, didn't you?"

'Just get it over with,' Kai thought, 'I don't like dramatics.'

"So tonight you get to spend an extra hour cleaning, and you have detentions for the rest of the week for your impudence."

'Damn. Cleaning?' Kai hated cleaning anything, if he was extremely lucky as a young boy that's what he would do, every night, all night, for failing his grandfather. Later in life he got beaten up, thrown in a cell with no food or water. Not a nice person Voltaire, and Kai got the same feeling of evil from this man in front of him. 'I wonder if he's Voltaire's brother or something. They're very similar, in looks and personality.'

"Where do I start, Mr. Bakamono" Kai probably stressed the "baka" part in his name little too much, but it seemed as if the man knew no Japanese. 'Thank the stars for that.'

"In the trophy room! Clean every trophy in there. Then come back. You will clean until midnight, its 8:00 now. And don't take your sweet time now!"

Kai left almost immediately, taking the rag and spray bottle on the man's desk before leaving, and headed for the trophy room. 'Dranzer was right. I'm not going to get any sleep now.' Kneeling he opened the glass case with the key that had dropped out of the rag and took out a trophy. It had some kids name on it that he didn't know for BeyBlading. He sprayed the thing with the bottle and started to wipe the trophy clean, making sure he had done that one thoroughly he moved onto the next one. He tried to keep from getting fingerprints on the trophies when he put them back, knowing that the tyrant would probably check each trophy thoroughly.

After cleaning the hundred odd trophies he checked his watch. It only read 11:50. 'Damn. More bull cleaning jobs.' He locked the case closed and headed back to Mr. Bakamono's office. He managed to take long enough from the trophy room to the office to take the ten remaining minutes. Opening the door he checked the office and found a letter on the table with "Hiwatari" on it. Figuring it was for him he opened the unsealed flap and read the letter

Dear brother Voltaire,

It seems as though your grandson is having a little problem with authority. However, I will have him running so ragged soon that that problem will be fixed, shortly. Tonight he was cleaning all the trophies. "Poor" child doesn't know what is in store for him tomorrow night. Heh, soon I will be running him so ragged that he won't be able to do anything but schoolwork and the assignments I give him. Blading too of course, don't worry, brother, he will remain the best in the world, but with a little less sass towards his elders.

Boukun Bakamono

Kai nearly laughed at the name. "Boukun" meant tyrant in Japanese; he had at least learned what the principal's name was in Japanese. Tyson was good for something more than a punching bag after all. Kai heard footsteps heading towards the office so he put the letter back into the envelope and placed it back where it had been. The door opened and it was none other than the tyrant himself, Mr. Bakamono.

"Hiwatari, I thought you were supposed to be in bed by now."

"I thought you would like to know all the trophies are cleaned and I look forward to tomorrow night's detention." With that Kai strode out of the room leaving a very confused principal in the doorway. Once in his room Kai pulled his Dranzer blade out of his pocket and placed it on the nightstand nearby before getting into his pajamas again and once again drifting into a dreamless sleep.

-End Chapter Two-

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