Warning: This story is about a person cutting himself. So if you're not comfortable with this topic, please leave. I don't want to upset anyone. Also, it's the rating ok?

Brt: Hello… again, I wrote yet another story, this story is a personal experience, so yeah. It's going to be weird. Also, it's starts with Tyson's POV, and so very light KaTy.

Disclaimer: It will never be mine.

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I sat down against the bathtub, my brown eyes staring at the crimson liquid running down my wrist, as it pools besides me. Tinting the white tiles red. I feel light headed, my vision is kind of blurry, and I don't have any strength at all. Yet, I'm still conscious, and it's funny watching how the red blood keeps pumping out of my veins. I would never have thought that I, Tyson, would be cutting myself, but I have. I didn't plan this to happen, it had all been an accident.

I was at the kitchen with Gramps, when I accidentally cut myself cutting some vegetables. Gramps was so freak out when he saw the blood, and he took six minutes to finally get himself under control to help me with the first aid kit.

Problem was, I was already dizzy. The funny part was that I actually liked the feeling of it. Gramps was quick to help me, but after the accident, I wasn't allowed to go near a knife. It was kind of stupid, since my beyblade has a sharp edge, and not to mention the razors and others things that are laying around the dojo. Yet, I kept quiet, not wanting to upset him.

My 'habit' started two month ago, but I started cutting myself in my upper arm. Not wanting to gain unwanted attention. I also bought long sleeves shirts, no one noticed my change of clothes style, and I didn't care… much. When a whole month pass, I found myself cutting deeper, but the peace that come with it was slowly fading. Then last month, I put the sharp edge over my wrist. I hesitated, what if someone needed to use the bathroom?

That was an easy problem to solve. I only had to tell them that I was taking a shower. Every time I did it, I turn the water on, and lock the door. No one noticed either that I was taking too long to get out. I only got out when Kai or the others thought that I had drown, they'll never know how close they were, yet still too far away from the truth.

Right now, I don't know how long it has been, but judging by the now cold water, it was probably more then half an hour.

I sighed and wander what would happen if they find out. How would Max, my best friend, react? What would Ray say? And Kenny, what would he think? They would probably think that I had a problem, that I needed help or something. When I think about it, I really don't care, but with Kai it's another story.

What if he thinks that I'm weak? I mean, he doesn't like weak people, in fact I don't think he likes me at all. A sad story really, since this particular month I was able, funny as it sound, to think about Kai and my feeling towards him. At first I was mad at him because he abandoned us. Well, imagine my surprise when I realize that I wasn't mad at him, but rather towards myself. I wasn't strong enough to make him stay, I couldn't help him, nor could I know what he was thinking. That new piece of information hit me hard, and I cried. Just like the time he left, but now I knew why I was crying. I was sad.

Sad, because I wasn't strong enough nor was I much help. I was in love with my captain, and that made me sad. All that talk about love being the most beautiful emotion you can experience is -to me- BS. I shudder as cold droplets of water hit me on my back. Damn, the water was cold. I guess its time to get up. Making an effort to stand up I noticed a slight problem. I was too weak to move. Just great, this couldn't get any worse!

---Normal POV---

Ray, Max, and the others –by Kai's orders- went to the store to buy some food. Neither of them noticed that the fridge and cabinets were full. The dual-haired teen made his way towards the bathroom, already knowing what to expect. Raising his hand, he knocked three times on the bathroom's door. "Tyson?" there was a muffle curse and slow movements.

"What is it Kai, I'm taking a shower!" the midnight haired teen answered through the door.

"For one hour." there was another curse.

"Well, yeah…" silence descended upon them, but Kai was the one to break it.

"They're gone." Kai stated. He received no answer, "I know what you've been doing." He bluntly said. Still, no respond. His voice held worry, such as his crimson eyes, he sighed.

"Good for you." The respond was an angry and… sad one. Kai swallowed, he wasn't used to this.

"Tyson, I know that I don't have the right to judge you, nor am I good with certain emotions. Still, I want to help you if you let me." when he spoke next, his voice was low and pleading, "Tyson, may I help you?" silence and the clicking sound of the door unlocking was his answer. Tyson open the door fully, and Kai suppressed a gasp, behind the midnight haired teen, the pool of blood was visible. His crimson eyes then moved from it to Tyson's wrist and saw the crimson liquid.

"So," Tyson began, "you think that you can help me?" the teen's eyes moved to stared directly at brown eyes.

"I know that I can help you."

"Wow Kai, you amaze me every time." he shook his head to the sides, but the movement made him dizzy and he fell forward, luckily Kai was able to catch him. Now, Tyson's blood was at the sides of his pants. "Jeez… thanks buddy," his words were merely a whispered. Kai knew that Tyson was about to lose consciousness. "…You're a… great friend Kai… you know that?" the dual-haired teen smiled a small smile.

"Yeah I know."

"Good." With that, the teen slumped fully on Kai and welcomed the darkness that consumed him.

"Yes Ty, I know that I'm a great friend," he looked at Tyson with sad eyes, "but maybe, if I gather enough courage just like today. I'll be able to tell you exactly how I feel." He picked Tyson up and went in to his room to help his friend, laying him down Kai sat at his side and brushed the dark blue bangs out of Tyson's face. "But if this is the only way to show you how much I love you, then so be it." he lean down and kissed Tyson's forehead, standing up he saw his friend's pale face and went to get the first aid kit. Knowing, full well that not only had Tyson trusted him with his secret, but also he had put his own life on Kai's hands, and that made Kai's heart filled with hope.

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Brt: So, you like? Anyways, I hope you enjoy reading, now should I continue or just leave it as a one-shot? C-ya, in my other fics! ;D