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This chapter is dedicated to KURAYAMi MONOGATARifor being my 100th reviwer!

It seemed hours had passed and now Kami and her teammates were seated at a table trying to keep themselves occupied. Tala was glaring at Bryan whom had spilled his water glass and the way the cup had tipped left all the blame on the wolf whom the waitress had then laughed at and called messy. It probably would've helped if Bryan would've taken the blame which he deserved but instead he had played along and started jokes about exactly how messy Tala actually was. Now every time she came over she laughed about how funny Bryan was and how sloppy Tala was, and this in turn left the younger Russian to glare at the smug one.

Spencer and Kai were trying to have a conversation but neither of them were the most social guys in the world so it ended up as a fluke and both were now sitting in the silence. Kami on the other hand was very much distracted exchanging glances with the man that sat just a few tables away Micah on his left and her grandparents on his right. They were one big happy family, as were Kami and her teammates. They were worlds apart and that was something she didn't plan on tampering with, not anytime soon. Feeling eyes on her she looked up to find that she was the object of attention for the entire table, even her brother was staring at her oddly. Looking eyes with those of the familiar man she watched he smiled and then winked at her before standing and pulling his wine glass up with him.

Clearing his throat he started and tapped a salad fork against the fragile craftsmanship to gain the attention of all present. When he spoke his voce was soft yet stern, gentle yet rough. "Excuse me, can I please have everybody's attention." Waiting for a minute his eyes moved around the room before he started again a broad smile covering his face. "I would like to propose a toast to my lovely children, who are as of today 18 years old." Pausing Kami looked around at the sudden mist of mummers that were flowing throughout the large ballroom. "Yes you all heard right I said children. I am sure you all know of my son, Micah. But most of you don't know of my lovely daughter, Kamia. I myself was surprised to say the least to see her here after all these years but I love her just as much as my son and hope she will accompany me home after the remainder of the Beyblading Tournament is finished. She is entered and is representing all of Russia's best along with the famous team, The Blitzkrieg Boys." This statement was followed by clapping and small cheers and congratulations.

At this time Micah stood and smiled and then without warning the man moved and stood next to Kami placing a hand on the back of her chair and even though she refused to look up she knew that everyone's gaze was directed at her, much to her dislike. Letting out a deep sigh she closed her eyes knowing that her team was also trying to hide their surprised looks, she was caught between a rock and a hard place. "Come Kamia don't be shy, stand and make yourself known." her father tried his luck showing how little he actually knew about his daughter.

Kami didn't move, not even the smallest of twitches came from the panther. "No. I'd rather not." she replied calmly earning some annoying 'oohs' and 'awes' from what had turned out to be a Jerry Springer crowd.

"Come now don't be shy, this isn't at all like you." he tried again laughing nervously hoping to hide the fact that he was losing control of the situation.

"How would you know what's like me you didn't stick around long enough to find out. A child's characteristics are still building at the tender age of four so then tell me father, who am I?" she shot back calmly her violet orbs hidden behind pale lids. In actuality there was a definite reason for not opening her eyes, the color was the same as that of the man whom she despised. She didn't want any obvious similarities between them nothing that the naked eye could catch.

Her father seemed taken back by his daughter's attitude but tried to gain the upper hand, "Well you are my daughter, and a spitting image of your mother."

"Yes that was a warm comment from such a cold man. I wonder how you know how mum looked, last time I saw her she was as white as new snow, dull blue eyes, and a stiff to the touch. But you wouldn't know about that nor care; you left her there to die along with Jerrod. So don't give me all this father bullshit, I don't want to hear it." she ended stepping up and backing away her violet eyes filled with confused pain. This feeling was new, something she didn't understand, something that hurt more than she had expected. Closing her eyes she regained composure, "No. My father is gone; he died a long time ago. You're just a man, a man in an expensive suit and nothing more." Feeling a warm comfort she looked down to see Macoah giving off a faint light the red aura showing that even through her pain the panther backed her all the way, he loved her just as he had loved her mother before her.

Her totem was that of the Black Panther and like a wounded animal she did what would come naturally: she ran. Her heart ached and she was in a desperate pain and if she stayed her weakness would shine through. And just like the animals in the wild would do, the people would eat her alive. Flashing a look to her team she backed away her eyes never leaving those of Kai's before they passed to Tala's crystalline blue, Bryan's lilac grey and then Spencer's sky blue. They were her family and she loved them all but this was one thing they couldn't help her with. Turning she walked away before speaking aloud, "I need air." Her voice was cold and emotionless surprising even her after the dramatic moment.

'Please Macoah; I need your help my brother.'

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Growling the Russian looked around, having found herself in the same park that she and Kai had made up in. Actually it was more the park that she and Kai had made out in but that was no big difference. Stopping she realized that she was not far from the hotel that she and her team were currently residing in, meaning that if she really wanted to she could just go back and go to bed. 'I wish this was a dream.' her mind somewhat responded to her. Nodding her head she walked to sit at the edge of the fountain and couldn't help but smile at her reflection. Her hair was somewhat tousled, her eyes were just coming down from the height of their franticness, and her bottom lip was bruised from the many times she had pierced it with her sharp teeth. "I'm a wreck." she mumbled finding the sound of her own voice was rather graceless.

Looking up to the sky she watched as the stars gave what little light they had to the world, just like a shadow in the brightest of days, Wherever there is darkness, there is light. It was an old Greek saying that one of her dear friends had taught her many years before. 'Where is the light in this situation Macoah? I feel so lost but at the same time I feel like I was only just discovered. Should I be angry or filled with hate, I'm so lost.' Clutching her head she shook herself before letting out a heavy sigh her heart dropping like a piece of lead. 'Was I right Macoah? Should I have yelled at him in such a manner? It all happened so fast I don't think I could've stopped myself if I wanted to, I'm such a failure. What would mother say if she saw me now? Probably tell me to ask you, so here I am: alone.' Opening her violet eyes they seemed to be filled with an undetectable haze as she subconsciously reached down to clutch her necklace in a tight grip her gaze settling on the picture of her beast, her family

Exhaling her ears perked at the sound of soft footsteps that were put off by the sound of a voice. "May I sit here?" a calm tone greeted her straining ears.

Turning to stare at the water she responded softly part way hoping the other hadn't heard her, "It's still a free country isn't it? Unless grandmother decides to change that as well."

The other chuckled softly trying to break the thick layer of ice that seemed to have form as the two sat in silence. "So um, how have you been?"

"Fine." she replied curtly her eyes moving to stare from the light of one star to the other as they shimmered lovingly back at her. She loved the night, and tonight was especially beautiful the moon was gone leaving the world clouded in darkness.

"Do you mind if I ask where you've been all this time?" He looked up violet orbs watching his daughter with a guilty haze.

"Why ask if you really don't care for the answer?" she shot back answering his question with one of her own. Looking down the Russian teen found her own violet orbs looking back at her, but next to her reflection she could picture her mother, and could hear her younger brother chattering on about what his father was like. Biting her lip she let out a heavy breath as a single tear left a streak down her pale face. Hitting the water the droplet left the water to ripple away each loop growing in size before it finally faded to nothingness. 'For you Jerrod, I will live your dream. For you.'

"You can still see them can't you?" a soft voice cut through her musings causing the panther to reluctantly tear her gaze from the fountain liquid. The man nodded and smiled seeming to understand, "Me too. I can see them everyday and still everyday I feel the guilt of their lives weighing on my heart. I feel the guilt of your pain breaking me every time I see the hurt in your eyes. Look at what I've done to you; no child deserves the life I forced you into. You were right, I didn't deserve your mother, nor do I deserve your forgiveness. But you came looking for answers, and I'm it." By now the man was crying reaching out and running a shaking finger across his daughters set jaw bone.

Kami pulled back instantly and stood with her back to Kino but didn't move any further, "You hurt them so bad, and you hurt me. I felt like you didn't want us, like we weren't good enough for you high standards." closing her eyes she tried to will the salty droplets away but they just fell harder than ever. "I don't know if I can ever forgive you." the usually calm and collected voice was shaking with a sorrowful anxiety. Spinning around she smiled at him through all her tears, "But I can try."

'This is for you, my baby Jerrod.'

A/N

Well this is like my shortest chapter ever but dammit I'm dying, just plain dying...huh, did anybody else notice I usually just ramble about random things down here. Like I don't even say anything important I'm just boring you all to tears! T.T that's you guys...and if not then fine you all are fatties! T.T now that's you...and if still not, well I gave it my best shot you guys are just really tough. I was thinking of making a lemon either next chapter of the one after that where Kai will actually be nice to Kamia in this one, I know what you're all thinking, Kai? Nice? pft...But the last time I wrote a lemon between the two it wasn't exactly a loving moment. Anyway Home Movies is on in the background and at first I hated it but now I kinda like it. And besides after that Samurai Champloo is on! Well I gotta go because I hurt my already screwed up ankle trying to pause the d.v.d. playerwhen I tried to do a sideways jump over the coffee table. My hurt ankle made it but the other got caught and I fell...It was freakin' hilarious...Like I was saying my ankle hurts cause I'm sitting on it so yeah, Catcha' later!

This is Tawnie typing while watching a Boondocks commercial -stares blankly at t.v.-

p.s. Tell me your opinion on the lemon!