DivinityofDarkness: Kudos to everyone who reviewed this story, especially SilverKaya, who reviewed every single chapter of my poems and gave me the idea of doing one by Tyson, thank you very much; and everyone else I can't name all, but I know Elemental Gypsy did too, she reviewed the poems too, and anyway I thanked all those who reviewed in the first poem so don't kill me!

Oh and this story and all it's future chapters are dedicated to vlissan because they seem to mean a lot to her right now. Hope everything works out for you okay? Also to Elemental Gypsy, who you don't mind me using one of your ideas in here. The one about the slug thing. I just mentioned the slimy little critter in there so yeah…

Oh, and yet again, I am totally sorry I haven't updated for so long, but I had to study for my final years and I could go anywhere near a computer without my parents spending like an hour lecturing me about how I should be studying, so my apologies again. For all the people who've ever read this and were probably waiting for me to do one, my deepest apologies again!

Kai: coughramblingcough

Me: You should get that cough fixed, cancer-boy. evil sniggers

Kai: oO What the –

Me: On with the diary entries! Oh and forgive me if the timeline is a bit off, so I have to make a few of them write entries on the same day -

Kai: COME BACK HERE AND TELL ME HOW YOU KNOW!

Me: I'm-the-author-you-twit-bird

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Tyson's more-or-less grammatically incoherent diary

Yeah… Uh… Someday, I'm not too sure what day… And I don't know what date it is either. But I know I'm headed for Russia, and in about three day's time it's gonna be Kai's birthday.

My life has officially gone to the dumps. Now that Kai's going to die, I won't have anyone to nag at me anymore. I actually find it very endearing sweet and funny because most of the time I think he hates me, because he always calls me a "fat tub of lard". It's kinda true what they say. You don't know how much you need something until you loose it… or something like that.

Wait a second; I DO NOT think Kai is going to die. But I mean, I have to be prepared don't I? Gramps has been going to the temple everyday to pray that Kai won't die, so obviously he knows it may just happen! But everyone seems to think otherwise, and so I guess I do to. I mean, Kai's an amazing fighter. I admire him with all my heart. If I could have even a quarter of the amount of spirit and willpower to fight then I'd be stronger than Hercules! You know, the cartoon guy on TV with the big abs.

God… I don't know what I'll do without Kai around… I actually like annoying him, because he always reacts differently. That's the relationship we have. It's kinda like a love-hate one, but a lot more hating, just that we don't mean it. Kai is my best friend, and he always knows what to do next. He helped me improve a lot in my blading last time, not that I still do it.

I'm not in the mood to anymore. Not when my closest and dearest friend is sick. You know, Spencer called about an hour ago, and he said that Mr. Dickenson would send the BBA jet to meet us at the airport and fly us to Russia where he'd meet us and get us to the embassy where we're temporarily crashing. I don't think any of us have the intention of leaving until we know Kai'll be okay.

It's just me, Hiro, Hillary and Kenny that are going down. Right now, we're sitting at the airport waiting. I don't actually know what for, but I think we're waiting for the pilot to get on the plane, so I thought I'd write now before I get all sleepy from lagging on the jet jetlag and just in case something happens when or before we get to Russia.

You know, I didn't believe my brother at first. I thought it was some sort of rumour the BBA was planning to spread about Kai being dead or close to that anyway so that his bastard of a grandfather would stop hunting him down. The maniac is still out there you know. Imagine living in fear of someone who made your life a living hell everyday. But the blitzkrieg boys are tough. They're not gonna let some psycho whack-job take them without a fight.

Kai must be a hell of a lot braver than anyone thinks. Actually, you may find this kinda stupid coming from Kai, but the dude thinks we all hate him. Well, just wait till his surprise party when everyone he knows shows up and he gets a complete shock. The look on his face will be priceless! I just hope the shock doesn't kill him.

But then Kai never gets shock. Ever. You know once a slug turned up outside on the porch, it was huge and slobbery and slimy and wiggly and Hilary was totally freaking out and Kai just picked it up and put it in a bush somewhere even though I knew he was totally disgusted by it because the second he put it down he practically ran to the kitchen to get hot water and wash his hands in it. Ugh…

I wonder what's going on in his mind now. I really do, you know. I always wondered what was gong on in that head of his. He always could learn so much from so little I swear it's like he knows everything right now. But not one thing; not how much he is loved. Everyone loves him; okay, not love love, but even people like Rick aren't afraid to admit that they care about the grouch. I haven't called Kai that in years. He isn't a grouch. He's just very… hmn… Quiet terse?

There is only one thing I hate about Kai; the fact that he never admits just how much he's hurting inside. Back in our first year, his way of hiding was to distance himself from us with snide comments and the fact that he was never around long enough for us to get to know him better. In our second year, the guy went awol for months before we came back together. And in our third year? Well, he betrayed us, then he did it again, and then he came back to us. Weird huh?

But I really don't know what I'll do without the guy. He's my best friend; my oldest, closest friend, and I sure as hell don't want to loose someone that close. I really don't.

Tyson Kinomiya, done writing in his diary.