Chapter 6

"Meh, that's nothing. He'll get over it" said Kai in his usual emotionless voice. Max sighed nodding in agreement, putting trust in Kai wasn't usually hard but Max wasn't sure that Kai was right this time. There was something wrong with Tyson, no one had ever seen him this way, ever. And no one but Hillary knew how to handle it.

Max glanced at Rei who was sitting with his legs crossed and his arms folded on the giant yellow cheese, although Rei didn't show it like Max did, he was equally worried about their leader. Trying to break the silence Kenny, who had just finished pushing up his glasses, spoke calmly.

"So does every one have a-ah date for tomorrow night?" Kai rolled his eyes at the thought of this and it annoyed him slightly when Ray spoke. "Yeah im going with Mariah, what about you Chief?" Kenny laughed sarcastically knowing that Rei was just taking a playful swing at him.

"I was just asking! You don't have to chew me out for it" groaned Kenny in defense. The 3 boys burst out laughing and even Kai had to crack a smile, they had grown so much but their friendship changed little.

They went on talking, usually in rhythm to the constant click of Kenny's lap top. They all knew it wouldn't be long until they were in the arena again, Beyblades in the dish. But it was hard to concentrate when there best friend seemed so depressed.

Over time Kai had learned two things from observing his team mates. One, they would never get any where in life if they didn't work as a team, and two each and every one of them, weather they liked it or not, were connected. And when one of them was hurting, they all felt the sting.

"Do you think Dichie (spelling?) will be back in time for the championships? It's tag team matches, I would imagine Tyson would want to partner with him. After everything they went through together last year and the one before that it just wouldn't seem right to partner him with any one else." Rei knew this was more of a accusation than a question but Kenny answered any way, knowing that every one had been thinking the same thing.

"I cant really tell you. If we can contact him then he may be able to come back earlier than planned…" his voice trailed off wondering if Dichie would be the least bit interested in coming back. He seemed to be having a fine time with his parents in Canada, and he never really enjoyed sharing the spot light with Tyson.

Thoughts of the championship were pushed aside as the boys tested new adjustments to their Beyblades and had minor scrimmages, ones that usually ended with Kai winning and Ray or Max yelling that I was a set up. The day and everything in it would have been perfect if not for the fact that Tyson was sitting at home in his room.

Tyson's fingers ached and he thought they might fall off if he kept playing any longer, but he couldn't bring himself to stop playing. When ever he was mad at Beybladeing (if he was mad at Beybladeing that usually ment he was mad at his brother) he played his guitar.

He found at a young age that he was some what talented, not just with playing but with writing also. But he knows of all people that's not where his heart lays, but it is however, something to relieve him of the troubles that come with living life. The lyrics and melody and notes, like always, meshed together to create something he had no clue lay inside of him.

It startled him when there was a nock on the door, it came bursting open only 3 seconds after the pounding, and Miyako plopped down on his bed. 'Hey sunshine, you better buck up because we're going to the mall and then to the new Resident Evil movie!"

Tyson blinked, he didn't really have a choice. He was thrown out of his depressed and shattered state and into a land of smiles and sun kissed glow. "Is that a good thing?" he asked as Miyako grabbed hold of his hand pulling him off the bed.

They walked down the hall, Miyako talking rapidly and Tyson just nodding his head in agreement trying to keep up with the quick change of events. Miyako always had that effect on him, where he didn't really have a say in anything, but he was just fine with it.

It didn't take them very long to get to the mall, mostly because Miyako went 140 in the 80 zone, but Tyson didn't notice. He was so lost in his own thoughts, not just of his family but about Dichie and Hillary and the rest of his team and friends.

A smile appeared on his face when the thought of the day him and Miyako first ment, and he couldn't help but bring it up. "Do you remember the first day we met?" A small smile flashed across her lips and she replied, "Yeah actually, a girl named…" she scrunched her face trying to think of the name. "A girl named Hallie was yelling at you and then she kicked you. And I came over and asked if you were ok…"

Tyson chuckled speaking softly now like it was some taboo subject that he knew he shouldn't be talking about, but was. "Hillary, it was Hillary that kicked me…"

"For once, just once Tyson please stop being such an air head!" cried Hillary as she glared at Tyson, who was standing on the roof of the school. Hillary was on the roof with him, and at the bottom the whole school stood watching waiting for the daredevil prankster to jump to the branch on the tree 10 meters away.

Tyson himself knew it was dumb, and he would probably break something important if he didn't grab the branch when he jumped, he didn't care though. There were people down there cheering him on, people who wanted him to succeed. The only part that he didn't understand was that not a single person cared about his well being.

Hillary groaned putting her hands on her hips, she turned on the heal of her foot. "Fine Tyson, see if I care!" and truthfully she didn't care, she could care less if Tyson fell to his doom. He was always bugging her and getting her in trouble, but something inside of her said that if she didn't stop him then no one would.

She turned to leave, heading for the stair well when Tyson let out a loud unimpressed groan. "Are you seriously going to tell the teacher? Seriously?" Hillary shrugged but didn't speak and made her way down the stairs, Tyson racing after her. "Don't tell on me! Your such a know it all! Do you know how long im gona be in DT if you tattle on me!"

She knew alright but she didn't care, Tyson had ruined her whole elementary school experience. Junior high was going to be different, or else she thought she might pull out all her hair.

Once they reached the bottom of the school an outburst of boos came from the crowd, Tyson eminently began to attempt an exclamation but Junior Highers weren't what he would call understanding. A teacher walked out of the school, followed by a person, and began to get suspicious of why 500 people were clumped together yelling at a little boy.

"Tyson and Hillary were on the roof!" cried the teachers snitch. Mr. Toma stood with hands on his hips glaring at Tyson who had a goofy smile plastered on his face, and Hillary who looked as though she was about to cry.

"Detention for a month, both of you!" Hillary let out a scream of agony, as if some one had died. And she kicked Tyson so hard in the shins that it hurt her own foot. Tyson danced around holding his leg, no one noticed they just started filing out, no more excitement.

That was the day that Tyson realized no one in the crowd actually cared about him, they cared about what he did, but not him. He watched as Hillary stormed off and also a girl step out from behind Mr. Toma. She had red hair and a mouth full of metal and she was laughing hysterically. Mr. Toma rolled his eyes, leaving, muttering something about how he should have been a vet.

"Are you ok? Asked Miyako, introducing herself. Tyson snorted and shrugged "Hillary has had it in for me ever since I moved in with my grandpa when I was 10." Miyako snorted lightly and wondered why, he was funny and had a soft personality.

"Want to come with me after school, im going to the park to watch the Beybladers." Tyson grinned ear to ear, this he thought, was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. He nodded and replied, "Maybe Junior High wont be so bad after all…"

"That didn't reall cheer me up" he muttered Tyson to himself. Instead of thinking about being happy he depressed himself with the fact that Miyako, as much as she tried, was not the person she use to be.

He picked up his guitar and leaned against the wall that his bed was against, it surprised him when he reached to click on the light but instead picked up a white envelope with his name carefully printed on the front.

He opened it and it softened his heart a little, helping him feel again. And this time the sadness he felt was for some one other than himself. No self pity or feeling sorry for himself, just sadness for some one he cared about.

Hey

Came over to cheer you up but your grandpa said you went out with a girl…any way. I just wanted to see how you were and I accidentally stumbled upon the music that you couldn't find lyrics to…it was a total accident but I ah, I played the song and lyrics just sort of came to me….there in the envelope….

Hillary

Tyson breathed heavily as he picked up the guitar, playing the soft melody. It was a lot like a lullaby, and wouldn't have sounded good with an electric guitar. And he began to sing and as he did tears slid down his cheeks, because he knew that this song was for the both of them.

Verse1

Hiding in the shadows

You enter against your will

You'd be happier to stay at home

But they insist on pushing you

Your scared of your own shadow

You cant stand to be alone

But your outward actions don't show it

For all we know your Super Man

It's like your some one else when you smile at me

But you put on an act one that the untrained eye can not see

You take your heart off of your sleeve

And put on your tough exterior

Chorus

Come out from your shadows

I know your not super man

You cant fake it I see it when you smile

Don't ever be afraid of your mirror, not ever again

I will help you cut your chains and together we will liberate your soul

Let the person you hurt for, let it once again be whole

Speak the truth and feel the pain, no longer feel numb let the deliverance reign

Uncover your ears and remember me

For once in you life, be the person you want to be!

Verse 2

You hide your emotions so deep inside of you,

some days you forget where you even hide them

They see a different person than when I look at you

We all see some one else and that makes me wonder who you see when you look into a mirror

I cant figure out why you just don't break lose

You could cut your chains

You could liberate your soul

But you don't do any of those things you just keep breaking your own heart

Some say there enemies are the ones they most hate

The one you most demise is who you live with every day

You hurt for the person who lives inside of you

But you stand in disgust at the outside person you have come to be

Chorus

Come out from your shadows

I know your not super man

You cant fake it I see it when you smile

Don't ever be afraid of your mirror, not ever again

I will help you cut your chains and together we will liberate your soul

Let the person you hurt for, let it once again be whole

Speak the truth and feel the pain, no longer feel numb let the deliverance reign

Uncover your ears and remember me

For once in you life, be the person you want to be!

Verse 3

How does it feel to slit your wrists

But the blood wont come out the pain refuses to cease

You know deep within that you have the power to stop the pretending

But the truth is unspoken the words wont come out

Iv tried to help you but you just no longer no see me

Im a thing of the past a simple yet vague memory

Im screaming out to you but you cover your ears

I feel so close to getting though to you but the reality is im no where near

Chorus

Come out from your shadows

I know your not super man

You cant fake it I see it when you smile

Don't ever be afraid of your mirror, not ever again

I will help you cut your chains and together we will liberate your soul

Let the person you hurt for, let it once again be whole

Speak the truth and feel the pain, no longer feel numb let the deliverance reign

Uncover your ears and remember me

For once in you life, be the person you want to be!