A Champions Crisis
Chapter [4] – Restart~

A minute felt like an hour. An hour felt like a day. Then the day felt like a week. The week… yea you get the idea.

Time was passing by so painfully slow.

Tyson just couldn't find the strength to spit out all the burdens that weighed down his happiness. His chest was tight, yet his throat was swollen. In fact, it's as if the secrets had overpowered his confidence as well as his carefree attitude. Tyson was suffocating and eventually he began to experience the drowning effect – he couldn't breathe, nor could he think straight.

But Kai wasn't a patient man. He wasn't willing to watch his rival drown in self pity. Instead he just reached out his hands and then latched them onto Tyson's yellow t-shirt. "Well, come on then Granger." The Russian demanded with so much frustration echoing inside his voice.

"Kai, this won't help at all!" Tyson barked defensively, "Besides! I've already been through all this with Hiro. I don't need you throttling me too."

Kai's pupils widened and his muscles suddenly weakened, "What?"

He'd finally had a breakthrough~

Tyson bounced his head off the headrest in temper and he growled impatiently. "Urgh! Hiro..." He still couldn't finish his sentence. It's as if there was something pinching the tip of his tongue to prevent him from speaking. The heavy weight in his chest was suffocating, yet Tyson was eager to overcome this battle to win the long term war.

"Hiro has already been giving me a hard time and I don't need it from you too." The Granger explained, "How am I supposed to tell the guy that he's a big contribute towards my anxiety, when he too just wants to fucking help me?!"

The grasp on the amber coloured t-shirt was then released and his unsteady palm was placed back into his lap. It was as if the impatient leader was now beginning to question the idea of him also triggering Tyson's anxiety. After all, why wouldn't he if he was repeating the actions of his older brother, Hiro?

'But why the hell was Hiro a trigger in the first place!?'~

"I am tired of people expecting too much from me all the time, especially as you all just end up leaving me anyway!" Tyson fired out into the open, "People like me are just 'funny' or 'suffering with a lousy disorder.' So why the hell would I want to speak to 'normal' people like you?!"

'Uh… Where was all this coming from?' - Kai was dying to shift uncomfortably at this point. But he kept his cool and perked his ears up to absorb every single fine detail that his rival was confessing too. 'Keep it coming Tyson.'

"Then after saying all that, he wants to know what's wrong with me." Tyson's eyes were swelling up once again and his voice was starting to croak. "I know I'm a mess. But nobody will ever understand. So why should I bother talking in the first place!? Sometimes I wonder if I was better off..."

Kai finished his sentence deliberately to gain Tyson's attention. "Gone? Dead?" He'd clearly heard enough.

"Well, no. I've never wanted to take my own life Kai." The Dragoon wielder confessed with his heart pounding against his chest, making him breathless, "Sometimes I just want to pack my bags and runaway somewhere. I need to start again."

A negative gesture then overrode Kai's body and he bit the inside of his cheek. He was really taking his time to think about his choice of words before speaking them. The last thing he needed was for Tyson to smash open the window and bail out the tournament.

"Nobody is stopping you from disappearing Tyson." The Russian explained with a cunning idea brewing inside his noggin. "You can pack your bags tonight and take the next flight to Barbados with no commitments on your shoulders..."

Tyson panted strongly, "That's not true Kai..." His anxiety was on the edge again.

"Yes it is, but you just don't see it that way." Kai then unlocked the car doors and sealed his hands back onto the steering wheel. "But if a few empty words make you want to run to the otherside of the world, then you seriously need to stop listening to people."

A sudden dry smirk then invaded the corners of his dry lips and Kai sat up straight in the drivers seat. "And here I am thinking that you never listened anyways." As soon as that phrase echoed within the fresh air; the hairs on Tyson's spine flew straight up towards the sky.

"You're one to talk Kai, you always ditch your commitments…."

"But this is not about me, is it?"

"Urgh!" The Granger sulked. "Fine, you're right."

Oh yes, the crimson eyed captain had an answer for everything right now.

"Your team need you. So are you staying or are you leaving? Because if you leave, I will pick up the pieces this time." Kai was strangely offering Tyson the opportunity to take a break. "You can return once you are well again."

Tyson licked his lips and nodded a no. "No, I can't leave the team. I adore them all too much to walk away from them." He admitted with a teardrop spilling from his left eye. "Plus, I would never forgive myself for leaving you with all the burden anyways Kai. We are teammates." He added softly with another tear leaking from his right eye.

"Then you need to let us help you Tyson. This team does not care about what everyone else thinks of you Tyson. They don't know you like we do." Kai didn't want to place his heart upon his sleeve, but this scenario couldn't have been dealt with any other way. "So what exactly happened?"

The broken hearted young male then closed his eyes to hide the hurt and he swallowed the large weight that was floating inside his breathing space. "I had a drunken one night stand with another beyblader at a party. I did it because I have just found exactly what I am Kai. I'm not straight." He admitted with so much disgust lingering within the tone of his voice.

Although this wasn't a shock to Kai, he just rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. "Is that it?" He snarled in his usual tone. If anything, he was relieved to know that the burden on Tyson's shoulders had been lifted.

Tyson's eyes flung wide open and his palms dropped onto his thighs, "What do you mean is that it!?" He demanded in temper.

"Is that it?" Kai repeated with his smirk still drawn across his lips, "Tyson I have known you were curious for a long time." He admitted with no guilt in his tone what so ever.

"Wait, what!? How?!"

"We will discuss that another time. But what has all this got to do with Hiro?" Kai wasn't ready to speak about his hunch just yet. "How has that waste upset you?"

Tyson shuffled around in his seat to fully face his captain head on. "Don't you change the subject Kai Hiwatari!" He snapped back with so many mixed emotions swirling inside his lost chestnut brown eyes.

"This isn't the time or place..."

"I don't care." Tyson wasn't having none of it. "How the hell did you know?!"

A/N: The next chapter will feature some TyKa hints guys, so don't get too impatient yet xD. Thank you for being so kind and supportive with the reviews. I know it's been ages since I have written up a piece for this story, but after many months of planning and living through this plot, I finally have drawn up some material. Seriously, it's been the most emotional time for me, so I hope it doesn't make you guys too. Take care and please tell the people you love, that you love them ;) - Granger~