Me: I LOVE my reviewers. They. Are. So. Cool. I thought I was abandoned and then, POOF! I had SO many reviews!

Max: I think somebody bribed them. Snicker

Me: (ignores him) ANYWAY, I remember saying there's someone coming and that someone is……………………my friend, Eiram!

Eiram: Yo!

Kai: Who is SHE?

Me: My friend. Don't you DARE insult her.

Kai: I wasn't even starting.

Me: It was a warning. SO! I'm now known as DeViLlIsH. Cool, huh?

Eiram: (points at Tyson) I HATE you!

Tyson: Me? What did I do?

Eiram: 'Cause you're stupid.

Me: I totally second that.

Tyson: What the hell did I do?

Me: You really want me to answer that?

Tyson: (falls silent and turns to Max) Am I really that bad?

Max: (sweatdrops)

Eiram: (still glaring at Tyson)

Me: After the chapter, Eiram.

Eiram: REALLY? You promise?

Me: Sure, sure.

Eiram: YAY! (Leaves the room)

Max: What's she planning?

Me: Something. Smiles evil grin

Lorelei: It can't be anything good.

Me: I don't own Beyblade, by the way
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There was another Beyblade match between the White Tigers and the Bladebreakers because it was clearly a draw the last time. Applause filled the stadium as the two teams entered the arena. Sora and Kai made short eye contact. Zing! Sora quickly looked away and sat down to wait for her battle.

Later on…it was like the last time. Kai and Sora's battle was the deciding one. Mariah lost to Ray and Lee defeated Tyson. Sora stepped up to the dish. "3-2-1…let it rip!"

'I MUST beat him!' Sora thought. "Guardian Driger, ATTACK!"

"Dranzer, attack!" Kai commanded. I have to beat her now.

Their eyes met, one full of fierce determination, the other of weary acceptance. Sora was the first to break his gaze, switching to focus on Guardian Driger. Her cheeks flared hotly, and she turned away to hide it. I hate myself! Why did I do that? Kai smiled lazily, recognizing his effect on her. So she isn't completely immune, after all. Soon, the sound of the clashing blades awoke them. Sora blushed again, and then trained her mind on G. Driger. Kai grinned, then concentrated on his blade.

"Dranzer!" There was a bright flash and a voice started echoing in Sora's mind. (A/N Bold is Kai and italic is Sora.)

Will you listen?

You made a connection in our minds?

They were blind and deaf to all else.

Do you hate Hilary?

Yeah…

So? There's your answer.

Cute. Not. So how exactly do I break off the connection?

Like I'll tell you. Just listen to me.

And listen to more lies, destroy my sanity and go round the cycle again.

What cycle?

The cycle. You charm me with whatever. I fall for you and your lies. We have a happy time with you lying to me. Then your obsessive ex-girlfriend comes back and psychos me out. YOU kiss my best friend and cheat me till I actually cry-

You cried?

Like I'll cry for someone like YOU.

Um…yes, I think so.

Ha ha ha ha. Right.

Sora was panicking inside. She was screwing things up. She was supposed to play it cool, to make him beg for forgiveness! Kai smirked. Just a few more minutes, and I'll make her think.

You have never said a truer word.

Listen, I hate you, and nothing will ever change that-

Shut up.

Excuse me? You are telling me to shut up? Talk about-

Why won't you let me explain?

You know, I might actually cry for you. I'll cry for you, maybe when you just had a grave accident and you survived. Then I'll cry.

Stop avoiding the fucking subject Sora.

He could see her struggling for another of her sassy comebacks. He smiled a rather sad smile.

Me? Avoid the subject. You have to be joking right? You are a good one to talk about avoiding the subject. As if you haven't fucking been avoiding the fucking subject the whole time we after we broke up! Don't even ask me why I don't let you explain; cause you should fucking KNOW WHY!

I'm sorry.

Sora, stunned by his response, quieted down for a second.

Like I've never heard that one before.

He didn't respond. His eyes flashed once, with a kind of arrogance. As if to say, "You doubt me?" Then he looked rueful. She got ready for his usual denial, or gradually accepting silence.

I guess I've never done anything to deserve it.

You-

She was shocked. Kai was your average denying, unfaithful scumbag playboy. Yet his response was not what a denying, unfaithful scumbag playboy would have said. He's got to be joking. She looked up from the spinning blades (which she had glued her gaze on to) and looked into his eyes. Expecting to find coldness and sarcasm, she instead from an unwavering steadiness and truth. She even found heartbreaking sadness and something that begged her to forgive him. At the end of her once steadfast resolve, she took a ragged breath.

Fuck if I believe that.

Wondering why, you're acting this way baby

Wondering why, you can't find any words to say

Maybe someone told you a lie

Or maybe you're just being shy

Keep wondering why

(Why by M2M)

Kai chuckled softly, though he felt sick inside. Am I really that cold? (Whew, now you realize that?) The look on her face nearly made up for the amount of courage it took for him to say it. It astonished him how he felt after saying it. He exulted, knowing that it wasn't bottled up inside him, and that it wasn't tugging on the edge of his tongue any longer.

I really am sorry.

Yeah, sorry you got caught.

Sora searched her mind, feeling for any weak caches in the wall he had put up to steady the connection. She needed to say something to distract him, to make him disturbed enough to pull away from the connection. She felt desperate, desperate for him to get out of her head before he saw something she did not want him to see.

You just don't know how much I hate you, do you?

Kai recoiled, mentally and physically, at the venom in that comment and the matter of fact way she said it. Tears stung at his eyes, making him blink. No one had made him cry, since… His mind roared in a flashback, to his miserable childhood, and his private woes.

I never wanna dwell on my pain again

There's no use in reliving how I hurt back then

Remembering all of the hell I felt when I was running out of faith

Every step I vowed to take was towards a better day

(Singing My Song by Christina Aguilera)

He withdrew the connection, feeling as if he had been struck. He stared down and averted his eyes, afraid of what might he might see. Loathing, hatred, a spark of pity… He didn't need her pity. He should never have done this. Why would he have thought otherwise, that maybe she still loved him?

Because high hopes only lead to great falls.

Pride made him straighten up, holding his head high, though looking unseeingly past her. At least she didn't know that he still loved her. Thinking of what she might have said if she had known made him flinch inside. To do so when she could see would have been the ultimate humiliation. He stared at her unblinkingly. No one would have known that his heart was breaking. They would have even suspected it were stone.

Used to be calm

Used to be cool

But something about you

Changed all the rules

I kept to myself

I guarded my heart

But that all fell apart

Now just like a fool

I've fallen in love with you, oh

I got these crazy feelings

All over you, oh

(I Come Undone by Christina Aguilera)

Sora stared back, feeling as if her emotions had just been tossed into a blender, conflicting thoughts, ideas and urges mixing, even though they had nothing alike. She wanted to cry that it was just a lie, a trick to make him release the connection, before she blurted out something that she did not want to. But when she was just on the threshold of saying it, she felt hesitant. Then she said it, and he pulled back, startling her, making her eyes sting with hurt. She had sensed a bit of what her cruelty had made him feel. Now, she looked at the boy, the stranger before her.

It's impossible

It's impossible to love you

If you don't let me know what you're feeling

It's impossible

For me to give you whatcha need

If you're always hiding from me

I don't know what hurts you, I just wanna make it right

Cos boy I'm was sick and tired of trying to read your mind

(Impossible by Xtina)

First, he slumped, looking defeated and lost for a second. Sora's heart and soul cried out, for him to become the smirking, always proud Kai, the one she knew. Her entire being ached for him to say that he hated her too, for she hated herself as well, right at that moment. She ached for him to tell her he was all right, that she had not hurt him at all. (Okay, for this song, just switch the genders, kay?)

The rhythm of the conversation

The perfection of her creation

The sex she slipped into my coffee

The way she felt when she first saw me

Hate to love and love to hate her

(The Sun by Maroon 5)

Then he straightened, his eyes shining with cold pride. His legs slipped into a defensive stance, his body coiled as if to strike. His hands were clenched into fists, and his knuckles were stained white. His eyes were terrifying, bloodstained iron in the shape of irises. It was amazing, the way that ice and fire combined in his eyes. Sora knew, now she had to fight for her victory.

On the sidelines, their teammates watched on, in horror, fascination, interest, or curiosity. For what seemed like ages, the competitors looked at each other, and seemed to be conversing. But how could they converse? By reading each other's lips? Chaos started to form in the stadium. They were not moving, though their blades fought still. But with no tactics or strategy in action, the spectators got rowdy.

"Start ( Insert curse word) playing!"

"What the hell?"

And altogether ruder words that would have made even ice blush. So on and so forth, until they seemed to be shaken from their coma. Kai's eyes flashed like red ice, and nobody could look at Sora's face, as she seemed to be looking down.

"Guardian Driger! Attack and be done with this!" The sound rose above all, though nobody detected the slight quiver in her voice. The crowd was on their feet, cheering their favorites on. Kai's face was stone. Nobody heard what he was saying at first, but then his voice built up into a rushing crescendo.

"…Dranzer! Finish this! Final Attack!"

The beyblades fought, clashing as the sound rose louder and louder, filling the stadium, till people were on their feet and cheering. Then Dranzer swept G. Driger to the edge of the dish, so G. Driger was balanced precariously between the raised tip and the swoop of the dish. Then Dranzer knocked it out of the dish a one savage move. It was so strong that when Guardian Driger hit the floor, it broke into pieces. The crowd hushed down to the softest of whispers. Not even the annoying emcee congratulated the winner. Everyone watched the two, intrigued at what was going to happen next.

Dranzer spun on.

Kai waited still as a statue.

Sora bit her lip so hard it started to bleed. G. Driger floated into her mind.

I'm sorry, Sora.

No one can combat against rage and emotion like that.

What?

Never mind.

It would absorb the details of the incident from her mind, so she didn't bother explaining. She waited as well. A few seconds passed, but they felt like centuries to her. Kai walked forward and stooped to pick up Dranzer. Although Sora tried to harden her heart, she still felt a jolt of longing as a lock of his hair brushed his cheek. He stood up, and maintaining the same icy look in his fiery eyes, watched her. She kept her eyes on the corner of his ear, a look of false indifference on her face, even though she knew her face was burning.

He bent his knees slightly and bent down, as if to pick up something, though his arms were at his sides and his body was straight and stiff. Oh, he was bowing. Even if he knew that a bow was to indicate courtesy, he made no sign of it. Every move he made then was mocking and insulting. Sora felt as though someone had held a burning match to her already flaming cheeks. Thank goodness for her past yoga training. She even managed a tinge of coldness in her face.

Kai smiled, amazingly holding mockery, pity and absolutely no sincerity in that one smile. Her heart weeped. Then he turned, presenting her with his back, and walked out, his shoulders stiff with dignity. Sora waited till he was gone, then ran, helter-skelter, out of the stadium and didn't stop till she reached her room.

Little did she know that when Kai walked out, his stride quickened to almost a jog.

Little did he know that she ran to her room.

Little did both of them know that it was all a pretense.

Little did they know that both hearts were bruised, broken and bleeding.

Little did either of them know that as each of them reached their rooms, either of them leaned against the door.

Little did they know that at the very same moment, tears began to fall.


Me: Pass the tissue boxes; this one was definitely a tearjerker.

Max: bawling more than anyone else

Me: Jesus, you cry more than a girl in her life. And due to the resident waterfall, gestures to Mr. Soft Touch, Eiram shall continue her Tyson Tortura program another time.

Tyson: I like the part when Kai cried. He CRIED. Man, that was GOOD.

Kai: Shut up, you- Swearing match goes on, Kai's right against his left.

Me: This chapter was mainly written by my sister. So, I should give her a lot credit.

Tyson: She wrote this chapter?

Me: Are you deaf, you mentally, physically, emotionally handicap?

Tyson: She made Kai cry. Tell her she's good.

Sister: If I'm going to write any more, I do not want to be called "Sister." Image of a writer, chained to the desk comes to mind Lyrics are chosen by me, course, cos' dear ol' sis over there does not like Christina. I do, course. And shut up Tyson. To cry when there's reason to cry is always better than crying for absolutely no reason at all.

Me: sighs R&R.

Tyson: spluttering