October 3, 2003.
It's night outside, at least that's what I think. I haven't been able to sleep at all, a very bad thing too, considering today, or tomorrow, I'm still not sure if it's morning. We're battling another team, Ray's words keep repeating over my mind, I want to stop it, but they won't leave me alone. I wonder how he made it easy to just say that simple, yet meaningful, phrase. I feel even worse, and writing it in this notebook is making it much more worse. I can't express myself, the way I want to... or is it that my feelings are not sincere? What are my feelings for Kai?
Tyson Kinomiya.
The team walked to the stage, ready to hear Mr. Dickenson's explanation. The teams that were present were, the White Tigers, Allstarz, Bladebreakers, and the Demolition Boys. The chairman of the BBA took the stage and waited patiently for the audience to quiet down. "Thank-you all for coming today," he began, "today's matches will be friendly ones, no title is being given. I would also say thank-you to the teams that were able to come today at such short notice, thank-you all and lets begin!" the audience clapped and screamed with enthusiasm.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen," Jazzmin starts, "lets us begin the first match against the Demolition Boys vs. the Bladebreakers!" Kai's heart skipped a beat, and he turn to stare at Tyson, whom looked like he was about to fall any minute now. "Playing first from the Bladebreakers' is Tyson!" the audience clapped and cheered, "And from the Demolition Boys' their very own captain, Tala!"
Both teens stepped up the beystadium, lunchers ready in hand, blades on the other. "Nice to see you again, Tyson." Tala greeted.
"Same here Tala, I hope you're ready to lose to me once again."
"In your dreams Kinomiya." they position ready to start.
"Three, two, one... let it rip!" they both said in union, Kai couldn't help but noticed that the last word disturbed him, how ironic was it that they were the same letters that people put in a tomb stone?
"Wow, folks, neither player has wasted any time to start bashing each other! Its seems that their last battle was not enough for either of them!" both blades crushed and smash each other, neither giving up, but Kai noticed that Tyson's speed was decreasing, and he was having trouble breathing.
Tyson... stop, you can't win like this! He thought as he watched the battle, unable to do anything about it. What can I do? Nothing? He question.
"I thought that you were going to put up a fight, I guess I was wrong." Tala said.
Damn, Tyson thought, at this rate... I'll lose.
"It's seems that Tyson is about to lose this one folks!" the announcer said.
"What's wrong with Tyson?" Max asked, "He isn't fighting back!"
"His speed is also decreasing." Ray pointed out, "at this rate, he's going to lose the match!"
"Come on Tyson!" Kai surprised them by encouraging Tyson, "you can defeat him!" Tala, surprise to hear his former teammate actually cheering Tyson up, made him lose focus on his attack. This small mistake was all Tyson needed to gather enough strength to call out Dragoon.
"Dragoon! Final attack!" the gray blade suddenly picked up speed, the wind tornado forming, and slamming hard on the blue blade, sending it pass his owner.
"That's it folks! Tyson wins the first round!" the audience cheered and Tyson walked down the steps.
"Awesome battle Ty!" Max congratulated his friend.
"It was nothing," he lied, all he wanted right now was to lay down, and stay down. "I'm going back to the locker room, good luck with your battles." he stated tiredly.
"Are you OK?" Ray asked him.
"Yeah, only that the battle really took a lot of me." he faked a laugh, hoping to fool them, but he knew that Kai wasn't going to fall for that. "I'll see you later." he left, leaving two of his friends confuse, while one was beyond worry.
Kai stared at the midnight haired teen as he disappeared from view. His instincts telling him to go after the teen, but if he did that, his teammates would get suspicious. It's a secret... he replay on his mind... Tyson.
I think I over did it. Tyson thought as he lean on the wall for support. Damn, I almost lost. He kept walking, until he reached their temporary locker room, and his vision become blurry, it also took all his will power, and strength to keep himself on his feet. I'm... very tired... he thought as his knees gave way, sending him down to the cold floor.
"Tyson!" someone exclaimed, and the teen acknowledge someone cradling him, and calling his name as he welcomed the darkness that consumed him.
Brt: Done with another chapter, yep is very short. Red is beginning to think that I should probably stop writing it. She thinks that I'm getting depressed -sweat-drops- But don't worry, I'll finish it... thanks for reading and reviewing. Good night... or is it morning? ;D