The Bladebreakers had been more than shocked when Saiyna had somehow been forced into telling where she lived- nowhere. Tyson had insisted that she stay at his place, then Hilary had jumped in with some kind of stupid excuse about the matter of genders and how Kai and Saiyna would destroy everything with their 'arguments'. Hilary won. Saiyna had started to protest, but was dragged out the door before anyone could act otherwise.
That night as Kai was contemplating how he could have possibly lost, Dranzer interrupted his thoughts with a more puzzling question.
What in the world did she mean, 'I have a score to settle with you'?
Got me. Her blading tactics looked familiar as well…..
I'll see if I can talk to Kaalyian.
Still, it was her eyes that got me. Something was very wrong with those eyes…..
"Here we are." Hilary opened the door to her apartment and turned on the light. Saiyna cocked an eyebrow at the room. It looked like a bomb hit. Clothing was strewn everywhere, there were dishes piled up in the sink, and one corner of the room smelled like something died in it. Hilary blushed and rubbed the back of her head. "I was kinda looking for something before I left. Uh, let me show you to your room." She led Saiyna to one room and opened the door. Luckily, it seemed to be the only one that hadn't been hit by a tornado. Hilary: "By the way, all the beybladers in this city are being invited to a friendly tournament, it's only fair to warn you that Tyson and the others are going to drag you there." It turned out that Hilary was right.
Hilary was digging through the mounds of clothes in search of something while Saiyna sat back and watched with a mildly amused expression on her face while Hilary was practically kicking herself (literally) for losing whatever it was she was looking for. "AH HA!" She triumphantly held up an orange and pink blade. Saiyna rolled her eyes. The entire night she'd been there, she hadn't uttered a word. Hilary was dressed as she always was, but Saiyna had on a black high-collared, long-sleeved midriff with flare sleeves, a v-shaped neck, and a "cape" hanging down from the back of her shirt to her and navy blue hipster cargoes. As before, her hair was in a braid and she still wore her black sharkfin marks and flowing white scarf. She still had on her shin-high black boots with the 3 silver buckles.
I can't believe I allowed myself to be dragged here. Kai growled mentally. The last thing he wanted to do after losing to Saiyna was get dragged someplace where he was expected to discuss- of all things- Beyblade. "Hey guys!" The team looked to see Hilary. "Hey, where's Saiyna?" Ray asked looking around for the Kai lookalike. Hilary shrugged. "Got me, I had to drag her here anyway, she could be anywhere." Max pointed somewhere. "There she is." Several jaws drop at the sight of her. Sensing unwanted attention, Saiyna shot all of them a scorching hot glare with her crimson-golden eyes. Tyson: "Man, is it normal for glares to be that hot? I mean, Kai's are pretty cold, but Saiyna's feel like fire!" The others just shrug. Kai: "Hn."
I just spoke with Kaalyian.
And?
He wouldn't talk at all! Usually he's such an easy bit beast to talk with….
Kai wasn't listening to Dranzer's last comment. His gaze had caught Saiyna's, who immediately returned with a trademark glare. Kai blinked after a moment and stared at the floor. Wait, that hurt? He thought to himself, almost astonished. Her glare was that fiery, it made his eyes hurt. The party passed rather quickly, then again it wasn't that long to begin with. People were dancing on the dance floor not far off, but Saiyna left when the dirty dancing started. A second beforehand, Kai accidentally glanced up at her and she immediately glared back. Kai followed her as she strode off, either thoroughly annoyed or just pissed off.
Saiyna leaned against the wall of the long hallway out of sight of the dance floor.
I can't believe that shit they call dancing is even legal.
The sound of footsteps, neither heavy nor light, caught Saiyna's genetically enhanced hearing. Without turning her head, she saw out of the corner of one eye that it was Kai. "We need to talk." Is all he said before grabbing her wrist and heading towards the door. Saiyna was too surprised to struggle for a moment, but quickly wrenched free of his vice-like grip when he slammed the door behind them. "What the hell is your problem!" He shouted at her face. "MY problem! I should be asking you that question!" Kai wasn't satisfied with the answer. "Every time you look at me, it's a glare, and what the fuck did you mean 'I have a score to settle with you'?" Kai yelled starting to get irate. Saiyna narrowed her eyes in hatred. "You fucking pathetic bastard. Don't tell me you forgot." "Forgot what!" "Do the words I'll come back for you ring a bell!" "No." Saiyna was starting to get seriously pissed off now. "The Abbey, nearly 8 years ago, we tried to break out but the only way out was a passageway big enough for only one of us. I insisted that you escape since you had somewhere to go, I got caught before I could follow. You yelled back I'll come back for you, I promise! I waited for 7 ½ years for you to come, but you crushed my hope when you left me there to suffer all alone!" Saiyna yelled with tears starting to fall down her face.
Kai stared at her a second, shocked by what she had said. Saiyna glared at him. "Do you have any idea what happened to me for trying to escape!" She grabbed the trail of fabric on the back of her shirt and turned around to reveal hundreds of scars. Kai cringed. She turned back around. "I hate you!" Saiyna turned and bolted out of the alley. Kai stood there stunned for a second, dwelling on what she had said.
You really should apologize.
Kai said nothing, but went back inside to see that the teams were leaving. Finally. Tyson: "Hey, Saiyna disappeared again." Kai: "She left early." He said flatly.
Still feeling slightly guilty about Saiyna, Kai wandered through the park to ease his troubled conscious. Something hung in the air like a thick fog, and whatever that something was, it felt bad. Kai paused when he heard footsteps. They stopped. Great, now I'm hearing things. He shook it off and kept walking. The footsteps started up again as Kai passed under a large tree. He whirled around to see nobody there. Get a hold of yourself Kai. He turned back around but was immediately pinned to the tree by a large, dark figure. "It's been a while, Kai." "Let me go Boris!" He heard a snicker. "What do you want!" "I want you." Kai's eyes widened in horror as Boris pressed his lips violently against Kai's, he tried to push him away but stopped when he felt the cold steel of a knife against his neck. Boris smirked against Kai's lips and drew back long enough to grab Kai by the throat and slam him into the tree, dazing him badly. He returned again, using the knife to cut the front of Kai's shirt open, pressing so hard as to leave a deep cut running the height of his chest. Kai whimpered uncharacteristically and closed his eyes when one of Boris' hands moved down to his belt where it started to undo the buckle. Not again, please not again….
All of the sudden, Kai felt Boris being torn viciously off of him, making a still-dazed Kai fall to the ground. He weakly opened one eye to see a second figure fighting off Boris, and they were winning. At one point, the smaller figure's head jerked to the right as a sharp 'shing!' sound like air on a knife reached Kai's ears as the figure of Boris swung a roundhouse at the smaller figure. One roundhouse kick knocked Boris to the ground, unconscious. The second figure, who was about as tall as he was, walked over to the wounded blader and turned him over, placing one arm under his knees and the other around his back, gently raising him from off the ground. Kai blacked out as the person holding him walked away. From afar, one could see a figure carrying another with footsteps in a staccato pattern of a person carrying a load too heavy for them. Both were wearing a white scarf.
Kai woke up again the next day to see himself in his room again with the long cut on his chest bandaged up in gauze. Kai forced himself to his feet and wandered outside. "Kai!" Tyson smiled as he saw Kai come out. "You should consider yourself lucky, you know that?" Kai: "Huh?" "Well, Saiyna was going through the park when she saw Boris on you and fought back. Got one nasty cut in the process." Kai didn't say a word. "She'll be back around 4 after work."
Hours passed at a snail's pace and 4 o clock finally arrived. Kai's head turned when he saw a figure with a white scarf walking down the sidewalk with her left side where he couldn't see it. "Saiyna…." Kai got up and walked over to her. She stopped, but kept the left side of her face hidden. "Why did you save me? Even when I…" She cut him off by raising a hand. "I know Kai. But I'm not like you. Unlike you, I don't leave people behind to something they don't deserve…." She trailed off for a second. "Even if it means paying a price." With that said she removed her scarf and revealed her full face. Running from the bottom of her neck to going over her eye was a long cut. Kai stared, stupefied. Saiyna said nothing and walked away. I'll never understand her.