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But Kai *Sigh* I wanna own Kai.

Ne ways... the 4th chapter unfolds...

Chapter 4

Anger washed over him. He crushed the piece of paper in his hand. Clenched his teeth and got out of bed, ignoring the pain, fresh droplets of blood appeared on the stitches. Walked towards the table holding the bandages and antiseptic. Picked it and cleaned the wounds roughly. Put a patch of cotton across the stitches and wrapped his chest and back with the long white strip of medicated cloth.

Okay! Let's play!

In a TV room of the hotel a man watched, as the boy got off the bed and walked towards the table. He watched as he bandaged his wounds. He typed in a message in his cell phone. The player has accepted that challenge.

A guard standing behind the tall man seated in the chair at the head of the table read the message, then bent down and whispered the message to him. The man smirked, looked at the group of five men seated in front of him "so, the game begins."

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All the party beasts were running around the room trying to fix it. Someone had switched the music on again. Emily was standing on the half clean half messy table pretending it was a stage and lip syncing the song, Kevin, Mariah and Gary pretending to be the very noisy fan audience. Then suddenly out of nowhere Spencer, claiming to be ming ming started singing the song at the top of his voice. Kenny was ball-dancing with dizzy, Max was trying to stop Tyson from licking the food fallen on the table. They all stopped to listen to Spencer's masterpiece. Rei's temper was rising by the minute looking at the stupidity, he so wished that Spencer had left with the rest of his team. The song ended and Spencer took a bow. Then, another song began...

Kai entered through the open door of the room. He was glad to see that the bed sheet was off the ceiling fan and back on the bed, but the rest of the room pretty much looked the same. He walked straight to the music system and turned it off, making everyone stop in the middle of what they were doing.

"I think last night was quite enough," he said as he turned. "We leave for the airport in half an hour," this time addressing only his team.

"But, our flight is at four, we can leave by 1 o' clock," Kenny protested.

"We leave in half an hour." He turned and walked away, not bothering to hear the other arguments.

"OOH! He makes my blood boil! Who does he think he is? Ordering us around like we are a bunch of little kids?" Tyson yelled once he was sure that Kai was out of earshot.

"He happens to be our captain," Rei said, the level of his temper had dropped, now that Tyson had stopped behaving like a dog. "So, let's get this place looking presentable. And then get ourselves looking presentable."

"OH MY GOD...!" Hillary was up on her feet all of a sudden, "did he say half an hour! Shit! I'm definitely gonna take longer than that to get ready!" and dashed out of the room, very conveniently leaving the cleaning to the others.

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He chose to ware a black T-shirt and blue cargos with his usual white scarf. The outfit made sure his wounds were thoroughly covered. The strip of pain killers he had spotted in his suitcase was refusing to work. It took quite a bit of his rapidly diminishing strength to keep him up on his feet and moving.

Feeling terribly worn out, he rested his body on of the wall of the elevator, as it slowly started moving downwards. It reached the ground floor and the glass doors slid open. He straightened up. Deep breath. Stepped out of the machine. Walking, was becoming a bit of a problem now, he needed to rest.

He managed to drag his body as briskly as he could and sat down on the couch directly in front of the Reception desk. A fairly good view, he peeked at most of the corners of the lobby before sitting down. So far he had managed to spot three possible suspects that could eventually follow him to the air port. The man reading the newspaper, newspapers always give them away, the waiter serving tea to an old couple, he shouldn't have looked at me so many times and the woman who appeared to be waiting for someone important, its always good to include a female in your suspicion list.

He let his eyes fall shut. Fatigue. The tiny wince went unnoticed by everyone in the lobby, as he leant back in the couch and let out a shallow sigh.

The sound of two heavy feet approaching awoke him. He felt tired. His tiny hands were tied to the arms of a tall chair. His feet barely touched the floor and a long piece of cloth was tied tightly across his mouth. The man stopped directly in front of him.

"You have done well Kai." Grandfather? Kai thought unspeakably confused.

"You have passed in all your levels and now finally, you are home. I am going to make you the greatest blader this world has ever seen."

Kai's vision blackened, he felt himself slipping out of reach...

He could have been sitting there for an hour. Two hours. Suddenly, "KAI!" he opened his eyes his wrist watch said, 11:25, it had only been about 20 minutes.

He looked at Tyson through half open eyes, still leaning back in the couch. "You said half an hour. So here we all are within the given time, your Highness, at your service!" Tyson announced, bowing down to him in the middle of the lobby. Everyone was staring at the both of them.

Kai raised an eye brow "Sit down," he said, calmly.

"What! Now you want to stay in Russia? Come on! We should be going to the air port, your majesty."

"Our flight is at four. There is no point in going this early. We can leave by one," Kai repeated Kenny's words and he let his eyes fall shut again.

"WHAT! Kai! Why the hell did you get all of us ready this early, then?"

"Din' want you to get any of us late," eyes still shut. Tyson's mouth fell open. A dumb expression invaded his face. Rei just laughed. Max giggled and pulled Tyson away before he could manage to embarrass himself further, "Come on Tyson, let's go have a look at the coffee shop." The rest of people who had come down to greet them farewell, also dispersed wearing an irritated expression on their faces. "Call us when you actually plan to leave!"

An hour passed by, Kai, Rei and Kenny were in the lobby. The Newspaper man was still reading the newspaper that's one long newspaper, the woman was still waiting for someone important and it looked like the waiter had got 'Lobby' duty today. Soon Max, Hillary and Tyson joined them.

"Oh! I am so FULL!" groaned Tyson.

For five minutes everyone sat in silence. "Come on" Kai opened his eyes, "Let's go."

"I'll go tell them to get the bus." Max brightly volunteered walking towards the reception desk. They all got up and stood outside the main entrance. Kai's movements were still slow but he definitely felt better.

The BBA bus arrived. Kai was the first to step inside. He looked at every corner of the contraption on wheels and surely enough he spotted a tiny a camera looking down at them from the back of the bus. Same old tricks. Don't think he has changed much in the past years. He smirked and took his place, the second last seat at the window on the left side of the bus.

All the other team members had arrived in almost no time to bid farewell to the champion team. Kai just raised a weak hand to acknowledge the goodbyes shot at him. Finally when celebration time was over, the rest of the team got into the bus and they were on their way to Japan.

Their flight took off right on schedule.

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"Max! PLEASE stop DOING THAT." Every soul present in the cabin had turned to look at a Max who had managed to roll off the seat and fall on the floor. "Max! What were you trying to do?"

Max gave a sheepish giggle, "Nothing..."

BEEP "Passengers, this is your captain speaking. We are about to face some turbulence. I request you to kindly take your seats and fasten your seat belts." The orders fetched an immediate response. Kai looked out of the window. The weather looked unpromising; it was almost a deep shade of grey.

The plane gave a sharp shudder as it tried to brave the strong winds. But inside the people were holding onto their dear lives, some uttering silent prayers.

Kai clenched his teeth; the vibrations from the plane were not doing his wounds any good. The cut on his back rubbed harshly against the seat. The pain was getting out of hand.

The tremors stopped. The plane had won the war. Everyone waited for the captain's orders. BEEP 'this is your captain. We have passed through the danger. Thank you for co operating.' There were loud cheers and everyone started behaving normally again.

Kai felt blood from the wound seep into the thick layer of cotton. He bent a little ahead to avoid staining the back of the seat. Trying his best to maintain his calm expression, he abruptly got up and walked towards the bathroom. He stumbled a little near the last row of seats and caught the eye of the newspaper reading man from the lobby of the hotel. Mustering all his strength, he reached for the bathroom door. Fell inside and closed the door behind him. He dropped to the floor on all fours. A sharp groan left him from behind gritted teeth. His head swayed as he tried to fight the pain and steady himself.

After what seemed like a light year, he got to his feet and looked at his weary face in the mirror. Slowly he lifted his shirt to reveal his bandaged chest. He was right. The white bandages had now become red from soaking all the blood. He unwrapped himself and removed the patch of cotton. He looked around the small room for an alternative. That should do, he pulled out a long length of toilet paper and placed it where the cotton should have been and then wrapped the red roll of medicated cloth back around him. He fumbled in his pocket for a while and got out the strip of painkillers, popped a few then leaned on to the sink, exhausted.

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"Kai," Rei was shaking him slightly.

"Is he dead?" Tyson said hoping to get a positive reply. "Shut up Tyson!" Hillary wacked him on his head. "OUCH!"

Kai opened his eyes. "Hnn..." still weak. "We are here. Are you feeling alright? You are running a fever."

"I'm fine." With that he got up, got his cabin bag and walked out with the others.

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The winds of Japan brushed past their bodies. The welcome committee was waiting for their arrival. Amidst the large cluster of reporters and photographers clicking pictures they spotted Mr. Dickenson and Tyson's grandfather. Happy expressions lighting up their faces.

They all were speaking at the same time. What are the next plans? How tough was this tournament? Who do you think are your future threats... the questions kept falling one after the other like bombs.

Mr. Dickenson very heroically pulled the team out of the mob and put them in the car.

Tyson let out a sigh, "God! They really love me don't they?"

"Zip it Tyson!" Kenny said, pointing at Kai who was leaning back in the seat of the car, eyes closed.

They had planned to stay over in Japan to train for the world championships, the country somehow felt lucky for them.

The car dropped them off at Tyson's dojo. All the travelling had left the team craving for some rest, so as soon as they reached home they all hit the bed and almost instantly fell asleep.

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It was late in the evening. Everyone was still asleep. Kai opened his eyes. The air was thick with the fragrance of soup and rice. Still feeling feverish he got out of his sleeping bag. Silently he moved out of the room.

A cool breeze swept past him. He walked across the open ground, and then turned to look at the familiar Japanese house. He did not realise that he was standing almost on the road. Lost in thoughts he kept staring at the house. There was the screech of tyres somewhere in the distance. He pulled himself back into reality. Shit! Too late! From the corner of his eyes he saw a white car speeding towards him. It made to move, but the car struck, making him roll over its hood and fall on the other side of the road. The driver of the car got out to see if he had caused any damage,

"Oh! God! I am really sorry." He said in Japanese, running towards his accidental victim. "Did... I hurt you?" he switched to his broken English when he realised that the hurt did not look Japanese.

Kai had fallen flat on his face. His already hurt body hurt more, but he thankfully he didn't feel anything broken. He only suffered a bruised arm from the incident. He groaned and attempted to sit upright. Tyson's grandfather had arrived at the scene along with his flamboyant modern English language.

"Can't you see where you are going Dude! Or have your eyes decided not to work?" he said as he approached to help Kai. The man had already helped Kai to his feet, who swayed a little out of shock. The man placed his hand in Kai's and smiled.

Kai's eyes widened slightly, when he felt the piece of paper the driver had placed in His hand. He immediately got himself out of his grip with a jerk and crushed the paper into a smaller ball in his hand in a attempt of hiding it from Tyson's grandfather who had reached him.

"Come here m'boy. Let me.."

"I'm fine! Just that some people should learn proper driving" he shot a nasty glare at the man before he left.

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Kai could hear grandfather argue with the man as he walked away. He got into an empty room and slid the door shut, his entire body still sore with pain. He opened the extremely crumpled note.

Its time I activated multi player mode Kai. Its time I destroyed your players.

Kai just stared at the note. Shit!

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TBC

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I know its a little long... but many parts i had not planned have fallen in...

Sorry...

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