DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything to do with Beyblade.
Thanks to all of my reviewers: Lina the Outlawed Bomber, Darkspider, D.G., TechnoRanma, Kiina, Feelin Glayish, Mariana1, CrazyJen, Vialana.
I am glad that you liked the update and liked Kenny's input. LOL
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REVELATIONS
"Sure Kai, what ever you have to tell yourself." They heard their friend say as they neared Tyson's home. They heard footsteps and waited until Kenny had appeared as he rounded the corner.
"What happened Chief?" Max asked.
I looked at him; I had never seen the Chief act this way. He was behaving strangely; a half smile whispered to me that he knew things that I was unaware of. It drew my in, I had to know. "What is that look for Kenny. What did you mean when you said that to Kai?"
"Don't worry about it Rei. I am not quite sure myself but I do know that Kai isn't all that he seems and I hope he realises it one day, preferably sooner rather than later."
"Well that was nice a vague," stated Max sarcastically.
Again the Chief didn't answer the Blonde's question, he simply smiled. Frankly I found it very annoying.
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When I left Kai standing in my courtyard, I had originally just wanted to lock myself in my room and cry and cry and cry. It hurt so much; I didn't know what to do with myself. I got all the way to my door; my hand was on the handle, when I just stopped. I wasn't going to cry over him. If he couldn't see what I would so willingly give to him than maybe he just wasn't worth it. I turned on my heel and stomped out of my house, my head held high.
On my way out I caught sight of my face in the hallway mirror. I saw the extent of the bruising for the first time. I gazed at the marring and wiped the dried blood away from my lip and the side of my face. I of course I grabbed my baseball cap on the way out and left my hair down, so it hung in my face, I didn't really want to fend off all the questions I knew would come my way if anyone caught sight of the bruises on my face.
I walked out the front door and turned left and then took another immediate left and walked to the park. I just kept walking; I didn't stop to watch any of the beybattles going on. I ignored the cheering and jeering. I ignored the hustle and bustle the constant noise. I zoned it out, not wanting to admit than anything around me was real, I guess I just wanted to believe that it was a dream, ok more like a nightmare.
I reached the swings and took a seat. I gently rocked myself back and forwards; my chin against my chest, my eyes gazing at the dirt and sand at my feet. I tried so desperately to think of absolutely anything else but of course my mind betrayed me. My thoughts returned to him, they always did. I admired him so much, he was cool, calm and collected, I longed to be able to close myself off in the way he seemed to. Nothing ever fazed him.
I kept repeating over and over in my head, 'he is not worth it, he is not worth it. I will not cry, I will not cry.' Over and over the words resounded in my head. I deluded myself into thinking they were true. I wanted them to be true; I didn't want to be in love with someone that couldn't love me in return.
I raised my hands to cover my face; I drew away my fingers I starred at them horrified. They were covered in a warm moisture. I had been crying all along, I could know feel my tears that had already woven a track down my cheeks. I was ashamed. I angrily wiped my eyes dry. I would not love him anymore. I could not.
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I watched Kenny leave; I could not believe what had just happened. I had hit Tyson, been yelled at by Rei, ignored by Max and Kenny, well I just didn't understand what he had meant. It was so cryptic, I didn't get it and that annoyed me. They had shocked me, all of them. I had them all pegged down, I thought I knew them but I was so very wrong. I didn't know them at all, I had been foolish.
I stood around for about two seconds after the computer geek had left me before I left myself. I rounded Tyson's home and turned left and then took another left. I wandered through the park. I watched children smaller than myself clustered around miniature beystadiums, cheering on their blades and others encouraging their friends in their matches. I watched their faces, all their emotions so clearly evident, it awed me. I had never been like that. I strove to be perfect, I wanted to win, I had always had to win and I had always succeeded until that little runt beat me, he humiliated me and I never wanted to forgive him for that. But little by little he got under my skin and that pissed me off even more I guess.
I continued my tour of the park. I rounded a large tree and the swing set came into view and my breath left me. Not because of the beauty of the swings of anything of the sort, but the beauty who sat upon one, subtly rocking back and forth. I watched him from afar; he seemed to be in conflict and appeared to be having an argument with himself as there was no one else around. Whatever he was discussing with himself seemed to be very important. And as I observed him, I was hypnotized by the gentle sway of his hair in the almost non-existent breeze. I saw him cover is face with his hands and then almost immediately draw them away again. He stared at his fingers with astonishment. I didn't understand what he was doing until I witnessed him almost angrily brush at his eyes.
Then it clicked; tears - he was wiping away his tears. I wondered if I was the one who had made him cry. In my heart I hoped that that was not the case. I didn't want to be responsible for making Tyson cry.
Without my knowing it, my feet carried me closer to him; I approached his right side from slightly behind him. I paused once it became clear to me what I was going to do. I noticed him shiver, 'could he sense me?' I wondered.
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A/N: I hope that you like this one. It is slightly longer than some of the others, ja?
I am getting stuck, (uh oh!). I'm not sure where I want to take this. Ideas anyone? They would be most helpful.
Thanks to all of my reviewers: Lina the Outlawed Bomber, Darkspider, D.G., TechnoRanma, Kiina, Feelin Glayish, Mariana1, CrazyJen, Vialana.
I am glad that you liked the update and liked Kenny's input. LOL
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REVELATIONS
"Sure Kai, what ever you have to tell yourself." They heard their friend say as they neared Tyson's home. They heard footsteps and waited until Kenny had appeared as he rounded the corner.
"What happened Chief?" Max asked.
I looked at him; I had never seen the Chief act this way. He was behaving strangely; a half smile whispered to me that he knew things that I was unaware of. It drew my in, I had to know. "What is that look for Kenny. What did you mean when you said that to Kai?"
"Don't worry about it Rei. I am not quite sure myself but I do know that Kai isn't all that he seems and I hope he realises it one day, preferably sooner rather than later."
"Well that was nice a vague," stated Max sarcastically.
Again the Chief didn't answer the Blonde's question, he simply smiled. Frankly I found it very annoying.
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When I left Kai standing in my courtyard, I had originally just wanted to lock myself in my room and cry and cry and cry. It hurt so much; I didn't know what to do with myself. I got all the way to my door; my hand was on the handle, when I just stopped. I wasn't going to cry over him. If he couldn't see what I would so willingly give to him than maybe he just wasn't worth it. I turned on my heel and stomped out of my house, my head held high.
On my way out I caught sight of my face in the hallway mirror. I saw the extent of the bruising for the first time. I gazed at the marring and wiped the dried blood away from my lip and the side of my face. I of course I grabbed my baseball cap on the way out and left my hair down, so it hung in my face, I didn't really want to fend off all the questions I knew would come my way if anyone caught sight of the bruises on my face.
I walked out the front door and turned left and then took another immediate left and walked to the park. I just kept walking; I didn't stop to watch any of the beybattles going on. I ignored the cheering and jeering. I ignored the hustle and bustle the constant noise. I zoned it out, not wanting to admit than anything around me was real, I guess I just wanted to believe that it was a dream, ok more like a nightmare.
I reached the swings and took a seat. I gently rocked myself back and forwards; my chin against my chest, my eyes gazing at the dirt and sand at my feet. I tried so desperately to think of absolutely anything else but of course my mind betrayed me. My thoughts returned to him, they always did. I admired him so much, he was cool, calm and collected, I longed to be able to close myself off in the way he seemed to. Nothing ever fazed him.
I kept repeating over and over in my head, 'he is not worth it, he is not worth it. I will not cry, I will not cry.' Over and over the words resounded in my head. I deluded myself into thinking they were true. I wanted them to be true; I didn't want to be in love with someone that couldn't love me in return.
I raised my hands to cover my face; I drew away my fingers I starred at them horrified. They were covered in a warm moisture. I had been crying all along, I could know feel my tears that had already woven a track down my cheeks. I was ashamed. I angrily wiped my eyes dry. I would not love him anymore. I could not.
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I watched Kenny leave; I could not believe what had just happened. I had hit Tyson, been yelled at by Rei, ignored by Max and Kenny, well I just didn't understand what he had meant. It was so cryptic, I didn't get it and that annoyed me. They had shocked me, all of them. I had them all pegged down, I thought I knew them but I was so very wrong. I didn't know them at all, I had been foolish.
I stood around for about two seconds after the computer geek had left me before I left myself. I rounded Tyson's home and turned left and then took another left. I wandered through the park. I watched children smaller than myself clustered around miniature beystadiums, cheering on their blades and others encouraging their friends in their matches. I watched their faces, all their emotions so clearly evident, it awed me. I had never been like that. I strove to be perfect, I wanted to win, I had always had to win and I had always succeeded until that little runt beat me, he humiliated me and I never wanted to forgive him for that. But little by little he got under my skin and that pissed me off even more I guess.
I continued my tour of the park. I rounded a large tree and the swing set came into view and my breath left me. Not because of the beauty of the swings of anything of the sort, but the beauty who sat upon one, subtly rocking back and forth. I watched him from afar; he seemed to be in conflict and appeared to be having an argument with himself as there was no one else around. Whatever he was discussing with himself seemed to be very important. And as I observed him, I was hypnotized by the gentle sway of his hair in the almost non-existent breeze. I saw him cover is face with his hands and then almost immediately draw them away again. He stared at his fingers with astonishment. I didn't understand what he was doing until I witnessed him almost angrily brush at his eyes.
Then it clicked; tears - he was wiping away his tears. I wondered if I was the one who had made him cry. In my heart I hoped that that was not the case. I didn't want to be responsible for making Tyson cry.
Without my knowing it, my feet carried me closer to him; I approached his right side from slightly behind him. I paused once it became clear to me what I was going to do. I noticed him shiver, 'could he sense me?' I wondered.
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A/N: I hope that you like this one. It is slightly longer than some of the others, ja?
I am getting stuck, (uh oh!). I'm not sure where I want to take this. Ideas anyone? They would be most helpful.