CHAPTER 4- Kai's idea of Fun

This chapter is dedicated to DarkWolf88 because I love the stories.

It was Christmas Eve and Kai war spinning his blade outside in the snow, trying to avoid his grandfather as much as possible. He hadn't seen him since he came back to the mansion which was far on the other side of the city from Tyson, Kenny and Max. And Rei was a few suburbs away from Max's house.

Dranzer spun fast, flinging snow at Kai; he laughed softly and chucked some snow at the mansion. He was wearing a soft light blue fleece with a dark blue top inside that had yellow and silver across the chest and forearms, he had on his usual cargo pants and white scarf

He splatted the snowballs across a window, aiming to get them into a circle shape, then he thought of a better way of doing target practise, he got out a piece of chalk from the lot of junk he stored in the pockets of his cargo pants and drew a face on a blank piece of wall, he added wrinkles, warts, a balding head and cross eyes and eyebrows and hollow cheeks.

It was a portrait of Voltaire. Kai stepped back to examine his handy work, he smiled, the Bladebreakers didn't think he could have fun but that was what they thought, they wouldn't understand Kai's way of fun. He chuckled and lifting up a hard snowball in each hand, sent them flying at Voltaire's face. "Ha-yaar!!!" Each snowball hit an eye, "Bullseye."

He then sent fast snowballs at the rest of the face until the whole picture was covered by snow.

He thought of the presents he'd given the Bladebreakers, no doubt they couldn't wait to open them and Max couldn't've anyway. He didn't' expect them to give him any presents; he hadn't been the most social guy.

He hadn't even really understood Christmas until he heard Max talking about it and Max had excitedly told him about the reindeer and present sunder a fir tree and tinsel, bells, a magical guy called Santa in red that was really fat and nearly gets stuck in chimneys because he eats all the mince pies, and most of all...candy.

So Kai had decided to get them presents like everyone else, it was fun too, sneaking about the mansion looking for places that Voltaire might hide his dosh.

He was about to throw another snowball at the top window when he saw someone in that room. He slunk back into his bedroom up one of the back stairs and lay on his bed, not caring if the snow melted into his sheet.

He only had one thin sheet, no stuffing or duvet. His bag was still unpacked, it contained everything that was rightfully his.

He hated the bare walls of this room, he didn't have a bedroom, no, Voltaire didn't want to waste a room on him when he could make another torture chamber for his favourite Biovault students.

Kai got up and unpacking his back, covered a big space on the wall with a poster of them-the Bladebreakers. Then he put up a photo of him at 9 sitting in a tree, taken by Tala, then a poster of the Demolition Boys now returned to their remaining relatives. He spread out his pens and notebooks on the desk with his walkman and the few CDs he could afford.

He put his bag of beyblade bits and pieces on the stool that served as a bedside table and dumped his other 4 pieces of clothing on another stool, there was no wardrobe. He stuck a few pictures he'd drawn of Dranzer by his bed. He threw his food store on the desk.

Then he brought out some Christmas decorations that Max had dragged him to buy, he hung them on the bars of the window and one the bedpost, there, that would show Voltaire that he couldn't beat all the spirit out of him.

He grinned at a wooden hanging decoration of Rudolph and grabbing his notepad and a red biro, began sketching the beybattle between him and Johnny.

Bit boring maybe to some pople but I think it shows more of kai's personality. Review and let me know what you think!!

Just don't flame, flaming is bad and not nice.

Also, if you know where you can buy manga posters and comic books in England please tell me in a review!! I'll dedicate a chapter in my story to you, I should do that more often like they dedicate books to people.