AN: thanks to everyone who replied, you are all so very nice and you gave me some great ideas. Only one person liked the second better….hah hah hah. Sorry sort of crazy due to lack of sleep. I also must apologise how long it took me to reply but it was my birthday, and then my party and then, well I was just lazy but still! Enjoy!

Kai started to walk, he just had to get out of there, he couldn't stand questions, or the looks he'd get. There was no doubt when he eventually returned, which he would, that there would be an array of looks, pity, annoyance, perhaps even hate or fear. He didn't want to return but he had to, where else would he go? He couldn't very well stay on the streets and he still had a team to run.

He had been walking, watching the pavement with intensity. If he concentrated on the pavement then for a little while nothing else mattered. However he was lazy and didn't want a long walk home so he found a curb and sat on it. He started picking up rocks and throwing them so they hit the curb across the street. Unconsciously he rubbed his shoulder, the shoulder where Tyson had supposedly seen a scar. In silence he just continued to throw rocks, the evening was dimming, the cold starting to come in but he couldn't bring himself to go back, not yet.

Tyson snuck out to the dojo and carefully slid the door open a crack

"come in Tyson" rang his grandpa's voice

"aw man, how'd you know?" he said coming in

"grandpa powers" he winked at his grandson

Tyson glanced around, "where's Kai, I didn't see him come in"

"he went for a walk" said grandpa slightly uncomfortable

"huh? Where…why?" he glared, "what did you say grandpa?"

"he was just a bit upset, I'm sure he'll return soon"

"I'm going to find him!" Tyson said suddenly, he was worried about his friend, what if he went strange again? Somebody might call the police or worse hurt him! Besides it was cold and he obviously didn't have a jacket! He ran inside, grabbed his oat and one for Kai then went straight out the gate.

Grandpa didn't try and stop him, he knew when Tyson got something in his mind hell and high-water wouldn't stop him from completing it.

Tyson walked, he wasn't sure which way Kai would have gone so just guessed. After fifteen minute of aimless wandering he was just about ready to give up, he could have gone anywhere, but there, at the end of a little side street sat Kai, throwing rocks.

Kai heard the footsteps and looked up; he never expected to see Tyson. He looked back at the curb and continued to throw rocks. Instead of talking Tyson threw a jacket into his lap, sat down next to him and started throwing rocks too.

"Kai" Tyson began after a moment, "sorry I upset you"

"never mind" was all Kai managed to answer, hoping in vain to end the conversation.

"how did you hurt your shoulder, Kai?" he asked with curiosity

Kai shrugged, "I don't remember"

"Kai…"

"stop saying my name" He replied darkly.

"sorry, you know we want to help you don't ya?"

"you cant change someone's past" he muttered

"what?" Tyson had heard, but wasn't sure.

"we better go" Kai stood up and began walking back, Tyson at his heals.

'No one can change the past and so no one can help me' thought Kai, 'no one can ever help me'

An: I did listen to you people and I will use your suggestions, next chapter I might put in what happened in the abbey that night! Um yeah so please review with all ya ideas and compliments! or if ya want ya can say im a horrible person, a bad writer and an embarrassment to the human race, heh heh wont be the first time! Oh and erm what was I gonna ask…? Oh yeah do you want another of Kai's little 'fits' again or not? I dunno. See yas!