"Talking in Russian"
"Talking normal"
Chapter Four
"Kai, your grandfathers here"
Kai looked up from the atlas he liked looking at; he'd say he would go to all the places on the map.
Kai looked at his mother, her eyes redder then ever, her long two-tones hair tied back loosely, she held Kaiya's hand.
Kaiya stared at her brother as he stood up, holding onto the atlas.
They walked outside to the driveway; Kai looked up to see his father talking to his grandfather, Voltaire.
Voltaire smiled as he saw Kai.
Kai's father knelt down in front of him and hugged him, saying he was going to a better place.
Kaiya came forward and hugged her brother, tears running down her small face, he handed her his atlas, saying this way they'd have to meet again.
Suddenly he was taken by a rough hand, taken towards the black car, Kaiya cried out as he was being taken away.
The door slammed, he sat up, looking out of the window, and he stared at Kaiya, wondering if they'd ever meet again.
The car started up, Kai looked out of the back window.
He saw her run after the car, holding onto the atlas he had given to her.
He didn't hear her cry out his name, he didn't hear her say her first word.
"Kai!"
Kaiya snapped out of her daydream, she'd been staring at the beydish absentminded, her hands fingering the old worn out atlas.
It was near dawn and she hadn't seen Kai since earlier that morning, she'd made her way to the dojo and stared.
"Hey you alright?"
Turning Kaiya saw Bruce Granger; he held a hot cup of coffee as he smiled at her.
Kaiya shook her head.
Bruce walked closer to her, "You want to talk about it?"
Kaiya shook her head, pause and nodded.
"You know…Kai's just being Kai, a bit of a pig if you ask me…did he know…that you existed."
Kaiya nodded.
"We were together for a while, then we got separated when he was three, I was two at the time, people say…I shouldn't even remember him leaving…but how I couldn't…there were so many photos around the house".
"Your parents sent him away?"
"Yes…it was an accident, he shouldn't have left"
"What did he do? To make your parents want to send him away?"
Kaiya pursed her lips and closed her eyes.
"They didn't believe him. No one did, they said it was all in his mind, they said even as a baby he would have these…"
She frowned, unable to think of the right word.
"Episodes?" suggested Bruce.
"Something like that, he'd see things that weren't there…my father said he once tried to kill a rat that wasn't even there when he was still crawling, he took the carving knife and…he almost cut off my mothers fingers"
"So, Kai had one of these…episodes and they sent him away…why was this one any different".
"Because he did something terrible".
They stood in silence.
"Can I ask what are you holding?"
Kaiya looked at the book and blushed a pink, holding it up so he could see he took the book and read, "World Atlas"
Kaiya smiled, "Your Russian is very good"
"So is your English".
Kaiya blushed again this time more rosy, she watched as he opened the atlas to the first page.
On the page was written, Kai, in a black marker.
"This belonged to Kai?"
"Yes…He gave it to me when he was sent away…it was a, a way in which we will be able to see each other again".
Bruce smiled and handed the book back.
"Hey listen, Kai's a touchy guy who doesn't like showing his emotions a lot; doesn't take it personal if he doesn't talk to you, it's just how he was raised".
Kaiya nodded, glad for the advice, she was going to need it if she was to bring Kai back.
Max and Kenny all arrived at the dojo for their lunch, with no sign of Kai as the day went on.
Kaiya liked watching them, they were fun to be with, real good friends, they told her what Kai was like, how he'd become more open over the years.
Kaiya wanted to know more but Rei explained that they'd get into trouble if they revealed more about Kai then necessary.
The day soon became night.
Kai walked into his apartment, not bothering to turn on the lights, he dumped his jacket on the chair and removed his shoes.
Sitting on the bed he lay down, the curtains still wide open, the moon shining on his scarred body.
Sighing, he opened the bedside drawer, taking out a photograph, it was a picture of Kaiya, she was thirteen, and she held onto the beyblading cup, a huge smile spread on her face.
It was taken out of the newspaper, he smiled.
He had tried to find them, but being afraid of the past kept him away from his future, he drifted in the present like a ghost.
His mother was dying because of him.
Kai closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, maybe he should give Kaiya a chance…a smile crept onto his face…he'll give them all a chance.
TBC…
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