Okay here is chapter 2... I hope its okay... Oh and by the way. Next chapters will also include Beyblade Japanese names. If you do not know the Japanese names of the beyblade characters I strongly suggest you to look it up or else you will be confused. You have been warned... In other news, I thank thee, reviewers, for reading! Thanks soo much!

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(Shout-Out to someone named TURKEY-BUTT: you better be reading this... grr)

Chapter 2

Kumi awoke to the glare of the sun that seeped through her window blinds. Groggily, she sat up and scratched her scalp before stretching her slender arms. Another day, she thought.

Filled with fatigue, she stumbled over towards her closet and chose her outfit for that day. Swiftly she made her way to the end of the line where the rest of her brothers had gathered to wait for the occupied bathroom to become available.

After what seemed to be an eternity, Kumi entered the shower. Towels were flung in every direction and puddles of what used to be warm water were found in several locations. A bottle, with a missing cap, had what seemed to be the crust of dried shampoo smothered around the top. The floors of the tub had unidentified substances while the faucets were rusted and in-between the tiles on the walls was soap scum in random areas.

Kumi was disgusted with the scenery, yet she finished her shower. She wore washed-out jeans with a flare at the ends and a loose, lavender, and spaghetti-strap tank top to go with it. Her highlighted hair was held in a pony tail but she let down a few strands down on the side of her soft face.

She jogged downstairs into the kitchen and prepared her brothers' breakfasts. Hopefully, they would be down soon before it gets cold. With that being done, Kumi grabbed a banana and her keys before running out the door. Every weekend mornings at six o'clock A.M. Kumi would head-out and exercise by either satisfying herself with a jog or train in a near-by gymnasium. That Sunday, she decided to run.

Panting hard, Kumi neared the park. She soon stopped at a nearby fountain and gazed upon the beautiful scenery. Trees were planted behind the gates that outlined the path ways in the park. Autumn leaves, colorfully stained with a warm tint, gracefully fell into the water and all around. The sun's gentle rays seeped through the clouds that wandered in its way. Everything seemed so perfect and silent.

Kumi sighed loudly causing a pair of eyes to travel in her direction.

She shortly snapped out of her trance and continued to jog a little more until her eyes moved to her right and on a familiar looking bench with a familiar looking boy placed on top of it. His crimson eyes meet her lively ruby ones. Without much thought Kumi walked over to him and sat down on the opposite end of the bench from him.

"It was Kai, right?" She asked trying not to look directly in his eyes.

"Yes." He said, a bit curious about the girl.

"Oh…" Kumi stayed silent for a while, "I am sorry I was so rude yesterday… Just family issues…" She trailed off.

Kai sent an understanding glance and soon turned away.

Kumi looked up. "I saw you here yesterday. Are you meeting someone?"

He replied "I don't know."

She looked at him strangely. "You don't know?"

He shrugged.

Could this boy get any weirder? Kumi thought to herself as she stared blankly at the teen next to her. "I have never seen you around here before. Why is that?"

"I just moved here."

"From…" Kumi pushed him for a more detailed answer.

"Russia."

Kumi sat quietly waiting for more but none came. She decided that was the most she was going to get out of him. "That's… cool…" She noticed a navy blue bag next to Kai and took note of his slightly ruffled hair. "Were you here all night?"

Kai nodded.

She raised an eyebrow, "Wouldn't your parents worry about where you are? Do they even know you're here?"

Kai shifted away from Kumi feeling a bit irritated with all her questions. "No. They're dead…"

A lull moment took place in their conversation. Kai stood up and grabbed his bag. He started to walk away until Kumi grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.

"I-I'm sorry." Kumi was quite shaken, her past also consuming her mind. "I know how you feel..."

"How," Kai glared at her. "How do you know?" His voice was getting a bit louder.

"Because…" Tears welded up in Kumi's eyes. "My mother passed away…"

Kai's eyes softened as he saw her tears trail down her cheeks. He sat next to her and tentatively placed his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. Kumi did not notice the embrace and buried her face in his chest. Kai reddened a bit at her sudden action but soon relaxed his muscles, somehow enjoying the company. He was never… hugged before.

"I loved her so much!" Kumi continued to sob. She would never cry at her house. To her this was an opportunity to let her emotions out. The sweetness in her eyes slowly dissolves as every tear ran down her smooth cheeks and was replaced by grief.

Kai began to stroke her and ease her. Kumi bawled for a long period of time. Quickly she began to calm down and her features softened. Noticing that she was clinging onto Kai, she jumped back and escaped his embrace.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I…" She didn't know what to say, she was too stunned. "I have to go!" she blurted out before she ran away as fast as her legs could carry her. She was slightly frightened and embarrassed. She turned her head and watched Kai lean on the oak tree next to the simple wooden bench frustrated. She watched him, once again, until he was out of her field of vision.

Dear Diary,

I met a boy yesterday after a horrible bike accident. He is very attractive and kind. His name is Kai Hiwatari. Today I met him again at the same place. I wonder if he is homeless… I don't think so because he seems very clean and well washed.

I cried in front of him because his parents died and that reminded me of mom. I was such a fool! He probably thinks that I am a big cry baby. He had lost BOTH of his parents and I only lost one of them. He didn't cry only me! Then again boys don't really cry. Whatever I just don't want to see him ever again!

To top it all off my brothers are being so mean to Cath and me! Paul and Aaron even tried to drown him! I had to stop them since my dad wasn't home. He was working. He is a horrible dad! Toby is the only family member that loves me. Even if he is just a dog he is so much better than my brothers and father! I HATE MY FAMILY!

Sulking miserably, Kumi Takashi-

Kumi closed her Diary and sighed. She sat on top of her twin sized bed with a Shiba Inu at her side. She petted the dog softly as it nudged its muzzle in the palm of her hand. She managed to make a small smile as the dog, Toby, laid his head on her lap.

Kumi's head shot up as she heard a knock at her bedroom door. Toby also turned his head towards the door also sensing the sound. "Open the door!"

Kumi swore under her breath as she rose up and unlocked the door revealing a short boy with light brown hair and amber eyes. The child wore jeans and a baggy red t-shirt with some sports team written on it. The boy invited himself in avoiding Kumi's hands that tried to grab him.

"Paul, get OUT of my room now!" Kumi screamed. Paul laughed as he knocked over her lamp that shattered. Tiny pieces of glass flew everywhere, wounding Paul's ankles as well. He ignored it and grabbed Kumi's wallet and took some money using one hand. The other hand knocked down random things. He tore up some pages of some books his little hands managed to grab a hold of.

Toby ran out of that room like a long tailed cat would in a room full of rocking-chairs.

Once Paul tore some pages from her diary and knocked her lovely and expensive glass lamp Kumi was temporarily frozen of disbelief. Once out of her trance she was furious, "I HATE YOU!" She grabbed Paul's wrist and twisted it around causing the boy to scream out in pain.

The boy managed to yell back despite the pain he was receiving, "Well, I hate you too! You're stupid and ugly and-"

"SHUT UP!" Kumi twisted his whole arm around and threw him on the ground and dragged him out of her room.

Paul arose and exclaimed, "DADDY! MAKE HER STOP!"

Kumi slapped the mischievous boy in anger. "Be quiet!"

"Make me!"

"How DARE you! How DARE you come into my room and ruin it! How DARE you even live under the same roof as me!"

All this time, in the next room, Darren was listening to music on his computer. When he heard the screams he peeked out in the hall to see his siblings fighting and beating each other. He sighed and returned to his computer while turning his stereo up to nearly full volume to block out their yells.

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate… y-" Kumi slapped Paul on his arm. He wouldn't stop crying 'I hate you' and 'stop'.

Soon Kumi got aggravated and went back in her room and slammed the door locked shut. The sniffles and cries were still audible through the door. Her eyes were filled with warm water as she glanced at the wreck that had once been her room. She walked over to a pile of papers and saw her diary. She picked it up and flipped through it. Some pages were missing but were unused. The little silver book was dented and dirty but was still usable. The rest of the day she spent alone in her room cleaning up the mess. Kumi cooked dinner like usual however she ate hers up in her room and secretly cried herself to sleep.

Now if you would please: R&R!