A/N:- hello everyone! I know I've kinda fallen off the face of the fan fiction planet…its just, dare I say it…I've been busy! However, here I've got something, new! And it's a one-shot! I hope you all enjoy, and give me nice feedback!

Disclaimer: I quite unfortunately do not own Beyblade season 1, 2 or 3! I know depressing but true. So this is why I'm left here in front of my Computer, typing out about a relationship I truly think should have been exposed on the anime!

Falling down

I can see it in your eyes, the suffering you're going through, but I don't understand why you're trying to hide it.

Why can't you just let it out? I can't stand it anymore, I hear you crying every night, and I can't help but cry also. Why do you do this to your-self? Why can't you just talk to me about what's going through your head?

I know I'm not the most talkative, or comforting person in the world, but I know it wouldn't hurt so much if you let it out, I can tell it's beating you up inside,

I can feel it.

You're not the same anymore. You don't smile the way you use to, you're eyes don't brighten at the sound of beyblading…it reminds you of him doesn't it? After all, he was the one who taught you the sport (1.).

But then again, it doesn't mean that you should shut yourself away from the sport…you should continue with it, it is what you're best at, and I'm sure its what he'd of wanted you to do.

Just why can't you see that?

Why can't you see we're all worried about you?

Why can't you see that I'm worried about you?

You've hardly talked to anyone the past week, and its deeply upsetting, you should of seen the hurt look on Max's face when you wouldn't speak to him.

I'm sure it tore him apart…

Just like, it tore me apart.

You flop your head down into you're hands, your midnight hair spreading down around you're face, not having your cap to hold it back.

You haven't worn it since you found out…

Found out he was dead.

You look different without it. You're not Tyson without it.

You're crying again…soft but heart wrenching sobs escaping your lips.

"Why?" you whisper.. "Why did you leave me Hiro?" you carry on asking yourself.

I feel the tears falling down my cheeks, at how much distress your voice carries.

I can't even begin to think about how it must feel to have your elder brother killed, but I know it will get better…or at least I hope it will.

I hope with all my being it will.

I walk over to your bent over form, kneel down, and embrace you.

You slowly lift your head from your hands….

Allowing me to see your tear stained cheeks, and your grief filled eyes.

A confused frown graces your face, as you whisper,

"Kai?" I hold my index finger upon your lips, shake my head 'no', and continue holding you, offering as much comfort I can.

I think you then realise what I'm doing, and respond to my embrace by wrapping your arms around my neck.

"Thanks, Kai." you say barely above a whisper.

I pull back a little, allowing myself to see your face once again.

"It's ok." I smile back. And without myself knowing, I press my lips against yours.

Your eyes widen in shock, and as I was just about to pull myself away, you closed your eyes, and pressed your lips harder against mine.

-End-

A/N:- DONE! I'm so happy that was a fluffy ending! I'm sorry I killed off Hiro, it just seemed to fit my mood, sorry all Hiro lovers.

1.I'm not sure, but I'm sure enough that it was Hiro that taught Tyson how to Beyblade, and even gave him his first Beyblade, but they again please correct me if I'm wrong.

Also sorry for any typo's but I have read over it twice!

Now please make my day and review me )

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