"Talking in Russian"
"Talking normal"
Chapter One
'She would be sixteen now'
Kai thought as he trudged through the rain towards the small café he was supposed to meet the guys.
He couldn't believe he hadn't seen her in fourteen years, he couldn't stop thinking about her either, he couldn't get her out of his head.
He made a sharp turn and carried on walking, he wondered what she looked like, if she ever spoke, he wondered what happened to his parents whether they ever had any more children.
The questions kept on coming, as he crossed the streets the café he ran his hand through his wet hair and shook himself as he entered the warm café.
He heard them before he even saw them, Ray, Max, Kenny, Tyson and Hilary.
Sitting down he glanced at them all, they'd been meeting here for the past six months, they all had their own lives to live, but neither wanted to apart, it had been a year since the last world tournament.
Tyson and Hilary were currently going out; Hilary was working with Heero as his PA and Tyson was trying his hardest to graduate.
Max worked part-time at his father's hobby shop and he was finishing school along with Tyson.
Ray worked with Mr Dickinson, he enjoyed the people he met, and he also was on the verge of graduating along with Tyson and Max.
Kenny who was now studying animation design owned his own little computer shop along with some friends he met while studying, like Kai he finished school early.
Kai had finished off school in Russia a year before the others; he was now doing odd jobs keeping away from the beyblading scene.
"Hey buddy you took your time"
Kai didn't answer, ordered a coffee and sat back to relax.
He half listened to their conversation, his mind wondering back to Kaiya.
"Hey Kai, um Mr D wants to know if your going to be having anyone come to the party this Friday".
Kai looked at Ray in wonder.
The party of Friday was a Beyblade breaker party; it was to celebrate what they'd been through.
"No Ray, I have no guests to come"
"But what about your family?"
"Their dead Ray"
"D-dead, they can't be…I mean you can't be the only Hiwatari alive?"
Kai didn't answer.
He didn't care; they were all dead to him…
Kaiya stared at the address she had found, walking up to the house in a nice suburb in the middle of Japan she could only imagine what Kai would say if he saw her.
She'd seen him on the TV, in the competitions, he looked so grown up, so much older then his seventeen years.
The rain was now a slow drizzle, knocking on the door she heard some voices, the door opened and a man stood there, brown hair, dressed like Indiana Jones, he smiled.
"Um, I was wondering if you knew where I could find Kai Hiwatari."
The man frowned, "Well I'm afraid he's not here, I'm not exactly sure where he is…why don't you wait here and we'll ask my son, he should know".
Kaiya nodded and was greeted by Bruce Granger.
They walked together back to Tyson's place, it was decided since Tyson had something he wanted to show them.
Kai walked just ahead of them, hands in his pocket head down, his mind wondering on the question Ray had asked 'was he the only Hiwatari alive?'
The others walking a meter or two behind him, all voiced their concern for their ex-captain.
"I mean he's been quiet but not this quiet, he didn't even make a comment about the bill".
"I know, I wonder what's on his mind".
"He's been like this since Ray asked him about the party?"
"Hey, do you think Kai could be an orphan, the only family we know of is Voltaire and he was his guardian".
"I checked on how many Hiwatari's there are in Russia and not a lot believe me".
"How many Chief?"
"Three, but they belong to the same family".
As the walked up to Tyson's front door Max and Tyson raced, Kai watched them, they never seemed to grow up.
Entering the home, shaking off the water droplets, Kai was the last to enter, and he saw her, standing in the middle of the room.
"Kaiya?"
All eyes were on the pair, Bruce smiled, Kaiya had told her story and even though her and Kai had a difference in eye and hair colour the resemblance was there.
Kai's eyes widened in shock, he couldn't believe who was standing in front of him, Kaiya, she was tall, her hair was long and fiery red except for her fringe which was blood red, her eyes that icy blue.
Her eyes began to sting, he looked more like their mother in person, that hair, those eyes, he held an domineer stance as he stared at her.
Bruce looked over at the others, clearing his throat he said calmly, "Boys, I'd like you to meet Kaiya Hiwatari…I believe Kai's sister".
Once those words were said tears spilled down Kaiya's face as she ran towards him, her arms wrapped around his torso, her head fitting under her chin, she cried onto his jacket.
Kai embraced her back, his face touching her damp hair.
Bruce silently took the boys away from the reunited pair and further into the house.
Kaiya stepped back wiping away her tears.
"How did you get here?"
"I flew"
"From where?"
"Russia, I still live there".
Kai could hear the accent; he saw how she was good at English, Kai decided to switch for her sake.
"I thought I'd never see you"
Kaiya smiled as he switched.
"I had to find you, oh Kai you don't know how long it's been"
"I know how long it's been, Kaiya how is mom and dad?"
Kaiya looked down.
"Mom is very ill Kai, she wants to see you, we fear she may die, and dad is…he's fine".
"Ill? What's wrong with her?"
"Kai, mom is dieing from leukemia, none of us are the right match…we were hoping you are?"
"Leukemia? Since when?"
"Since last Christmas".
Kai closed his eyes and breathed in deeply.
"She wants to see you, you could be her only hope, please Kai, came back to Russia we forgive you, and we know it wasn't your fault".
Kai opened his eyes and glared at her, he had no idea what he had been put through, never being able to write or see your own family and because they willingly didn't want to see you.
They had no right to ask for him to return, they had no right, where were they when he was beaten, when he was abused, when he was stabbed and whipped, when he was molested and called a murderer, where were they when the man came to kill the baby.
He glared at her, he wanted to scream at her, hit or, do something to release this anger.
Turning around he walked out of the house, slamming the door, he ran away, he couldn't face the past; he couldn't face her…not her.
TBC…
Well? What do you all think, I need REVIEWS!
Cya.