Chapter Five

Written in the Stars

Authors Note: Yo people. Nothing just figured I'd say Merry/Happy Christmahaunakwanzaakah

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Dinner was a silent, somber affair. The only sound in the dinning hall was the click and clack of silverware. It hadn't been like this though when myself and Sakura had first gotten here. Oh no Tyson had been chatting up a storm with Ms. Evee's son; Phillip Jr. Rei had been speaking to Ms. Evee and her husband, Phillip Sr. Kenny had been talking to Akira while Max made comments to Yumi about the house, not that she seemed to be listening to him. No, Yumi seemed real interesting in watching Kai watch the room.

Even after both Sakura and I sat down the room still was buzzing with sound. No, the silence didn't come until Brooklyn strolled in. Not right when he came in but soon after. There was only one open chair on the other side of Sakura which he happily flopped down in before pecking Sakura on the cheek and reaching for a plate. I had been watching the interaction between the two trying to understand the dynamics of their relationship.

The moment that spurred the silence that engulfed the room was something that most people wouldn't have noticed but I did because I was watching them and I saw it. I'm not quite sure what happen exactly because I couldn't here what Adams whispered to Sakura but it wasn't something she liked.

He leaned over her the same way he'd done when he come in, as if to kiss her cheek only just barley brushing his lips across her skin. You could almost see the blood rush up Sakura's face tinting it a pale shade of red. His, Adam's, lips lingered for a moment at her ear saying something quietly to her. I could see the differences as the red went from an embarrassed blush to a hot angry red. Before Sakura could say anything Adams pushed his plate away and stood up and made his way out of the dinning room. However not before running his fingers through Sakura's ankle length hair that was held up in two buns.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kai watching Brooklyn leave before looking at me as if to ask me what happen. Glancing at him I shrugged in response but soon realized he wasn't looking at me anymore but Sakura who was now standing. If looks could kill I do believe her dinner plate would have burst into flames and gone to hell happily to get away from the look on her face. She stormed out of the room and I pitied the person who person who got in her way.

And since her departure there had been silence in the dinning room. Of course this let us hear every shout and crash from upstairs. One could safely assume that Sakura had hunted down Brooklyn. From the shouting and crashing heard from upstairs I almost pitied him, almost being the objective word.

Picking at the remainder of my food I tried desperately to ignore the sounds from outside the room and almost did when one practically interesting one caught my ear. At first I thought it was something else being thrown only it sounded too heavy. Perking up my ears I realized that it wasn't something being thrown but someone falling, or more correctly two people falling into something.

Several more thumps and what I think was a side table falling later there was silence. Akira stood placing her fork and knife neatly in her plate before speaking.

"Well now that that's over I'll be leaving," she said stretching before looking at Yumi, "And Yumi I do believe you own me, what was it $57 and you Phillip my dear own me $40," she said smugly.

Yumi seemed to grumble while digging in her pocket pulling out a wadded of bills and stuffing them into Akira's waiting hand.

"I was six minutes from winning, damnit she has no will power," Yumi said also standing.

"Here, gees I cant believe I lost to you," Phillip Jr. muttered also handing over two twenties.

"Hey, hey, hey, no hard feelings," Akira said with a smirk before all but skipping out the room.

"What was that about?" Tyson asked Yumi who was standing by the doorway apparently listening to something outside.

"Nothin, nothing, stupid bet about how long Sakura could stay mad at Brooklyn before he convinced her other wise," Yumi said straightening up.

"What was all that noise before?" Tyson questioned.

"Sakura throwing a tantrum," Yumi responded nonchalantly.

"All of that was a tantrum?" Rei said shocked. It from my point of view sounded more like a hurricane going on above us with all the noise.

"Well almost all of it was a tantrum, that last crash was Brooklyn…placating Sakura," Yumi said after searching for the right word.

"Placating her how?" Max asked curiously.

Somehow I think I knew and didn't want that confirmed. If I was right then I didn't want that image in head. So before Yumi could answer I pushed back in my chair scrapping it loudly causing everyone to look at me. Standing up I yawned tiredly.

"Is it safe to go upstairs?" I asked walking towards Yumi and the exit.

"Yeah I'm pretty sure," she said with a nod.

"Then goodnight everyone I'll see you in the morning," I called over my shoulder as I left heading upstairs to go to bed.

Following the path that I'd memorized to my temporary room I happily made it without getting lost once. Once safely in my room quickly stripped down for bed. As always the last thing I did every night was put Pluto on my nightstand so she was the last thing I saw before I went to bed and first thing saw when I woke.

Placing her on the table I had to admit I was only half surprised that she was once again pulsing and glowing in some sort of pattern. For a moment as I watched her glow I felt as if I should know the song that she was playing but I didn't. It was as if there was a block in my mind that just wouldn't be moved no matter how hard I tried to remember. With a tired sigh I climbed under the blanket and was lulled to sleep watching Pluto's mysterious light and music show.

Someone was watching me. That was the first thought that went through my mind when I woke up. Blinking for a minute as my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could make out a figure leaning against the wall. For a moment I was scares but then they spoke and I knew who it was.

"Are you awake?"

"Yeah, you know you really shouldn't do that," I said glaring at Kai. In the dark I could see him shrug and walk towards my bed where he sat on the side. This close I could see that he was, like me, in his night cloths that included just a pair of flannel bottoms.

"So was there something that you wanted little man?" I asked after a moment when he didn't speak. Even though Kai was taller and way more mature than I was I still felt I had the right to call him little because I was older.

"Don't call me that, I'm only three minutes younger than you," he snapped just like he did every time I called him little anything.

"Three minutes, three years I'm still older, Little brother," I said ruffling his hair.

"Sometimes I wonder why I put up with you," he complained.

"Cause ya love me?" I teased smiling at him though I wasn't sure he could see in the dark.

"Sometimes, like now, it doesn't see like a good enough reason."

"Was there some reason that you came here?" I asked changing the subject.

"No, not particularly," he said. The way he said it made me concerned. He sure didn't sound like my self-assured, always confident, in control little brother. No he sounded as if he were confused and uncertain about something and that wasn't good, Kai had always been the in control one and if he wasn't then I had no clue what to do.

"Everything cool?" I asked concerned.

"I guess everything's fine," he said and shrugged.

"You don't sound like everything's fine," I said reaching for him but he leaned away.

"I'm not sure," he said standing up suddenly.

"What's wrong?" I asked sitting up and swinging my legs over the edge of the bed but didn't stand.

"Its just there's this odd feeling, I don't know," I could tell he was biting lip, an old sigh of nervous that he'd long grown out of unlike me.

"You don't think we should do this tournament either do you?" I said voicing my own doubts.

"Part of me says this is a bad idea, but a different part of me feels like if we don't do the tournament it'd be just as bad," he sighed tiredly. He sounded so much older that his eighteen years and it bothered me that he really had grown up way before his time, I may have been older in the sense of being born first but he was older than me in every other way important.

"So it's a lose, lose."

"No it's a lose, lose, win."

"How is it win?" I asked.

"If we win this tournament then I can go out with style," he said looking at me again.

Kai had for a while been toying with the idea of retiring from blading. As much as he love the sport it wasn't what he wanted to spend the rest of his life doing. Sure there where people older than him blading, Hitoshi was 23 and Brooklyn was 21, but it wasn't what he wanted to do. He told me that he wanted to go to college then sit back a relax do what other 18 year olds did, something that wasn't Beyblade related.

"Even if we don't do this tournament you can still day you won the BBA world tournament five years in a row and won the BEGA tournament," I pointed out, hoping that there was a way out of this tournament.

"I lost the battle, twice, against Adams," Kai pointed out, and I winced.

"Yeah but you where one of the few ones that even got that far, I mean how many where there like 10 finalist?" I said in return.

"I guess," Kai said shrugging and sitting back down next to me. reaching for him I was happy that he allowed me to pull him into my arms so he was leaning on my shoulder with my arms around him.

"It bothers me when your so insecure about things," I said running my hands through his hair for a moment.

He purred in response, almost cat like. After a moment of my petting him and him not saying anything I wondered if he was awake.

"Are you sleeping?" I asked looking down at him but got no answer.

"Kai, wake up," I said poking him in the side.

"Tired, go away," he mumbled.

Annoyed I gave him a hard shove in the side causing him too fall off the bed with a thump, "Go sleep in your own room, in your own bed," I said giving him a kick towards to door.

"Your so mean to me one day I'll get you back," he teased.

"Yeah the same day you become older than me," I smirked.

"You'll see, one of these days," he threaten.

"Goodnight little brother," I called after him.

"Yeah, night," he said as he pulled the door shut and I laid back in bed to sleep. Which I did moments later, dreaming of Pluto and the song she played.