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Tears Aren't Made to Fall

DancerInTheDark101

Chapter 6

"Kai!?" he heard Tala and Bryan call out, concerned. He ignored them while his right hand shot out towards the glove compartment to find the bottle of pills he kept in there for situations like this.

But just as his fingers caught the latch to open it, the pain intensified and then everything went black. The last thing he heard was the concerned voices of Tala and Bryan.

"Kai!" Tala called out as he watched the ex-beyblader's eyes roll into the back of his head and he slumped forward, unconscious. He quickly reached over and somehow managed to plant his foot on the break before the car rolled into oncoming traffic. They were still in the McDonalds Drive-Thru.

The car being an extremely heavy vehicle, Tala had trouble trying to steer the thing into the car park, as he was still sitting mostly in the passenger's seat. His right leg was stretched out over Kai's unconscious body to reach the accelerator and break. Even though the car was a manual, he was lucky that he wasn't going to have to change gears.

Carefully, and slowly, Tala manoeuvred the muscle car into the partially deserted car park before parking sideways over three parking spaces. He slammed the break on and without bothering to turn off the ignition, jumped out of the car and ran around to the driver's door.

Kai was slumped against the door; eyes closed and face frighteningly pale, making the cobalt blue tattoos stand out in stark contrast to the milky white skin. The piece of gauze on his Tala grabbed the blue-haired teen and gently pulled him from the car, before lying him down on the ground.

"Bryan!" he called out. "Call an ambulance." The redhead leant down and slapped his friend's cheek a few times, in an attempt to get him to wake up. Kai's head just flopped to the side, with no change to his state of consciousness.

A sudden thought hit Tala, and he leant in to check whether Kai was still breathing or not. I can't believe I forgot to check whether he was breathing or not! God... I must be losing it... Luckily, the dual-haired teen was still breathing and as Tala pressed two fingers to the inside of Kai's wrist and felt a slightly sluggish but regular pulse, he let out a sigh of relief.

He let himself fall backwards slightly, his back hitting the side of the car as he slid to the ground. His head dropped and he pulled his knees up, his arms hanging uselessly at his side. His mind was racing a mile an hour with everything that had just happened. He couldn't think properly. Why the hell had this affected him so much? What was wrong with him?

"Tala?" Bryan's voice invaded his thoughts. "Hey, Tala? You okay?" Blinking, the Russian looked up to see Bryan kneeling beside Kai, turning him into the recovery position and checking him for other injuries. "The ambulance is on its way," Bryan continued as he felt the back of Kai's head for any injuries.

"Okay..." Tala mumbled. "Shit." Pulling himself upwards, Tala raced around to the passenger's door and leant in through the open door. Flicking the switch on the glove department, he rummaged around in the surprisingly empty space and found what he was looking for – a small, white pill bottle. He couldn't read what was on the label, due to the bad lighting in the car. (The car had no interior light, since it was and older car).

Once he was back around with Kai and Bryan, and in some better lighting, Tala took a look at the bottle. It was a nondescript white bottle. Medium in size with a white label and black typed writing. He could see Kai's name written on the top of the bottle in large, bold lettering.

It read: HIWATARI, Kai. For use only in emergencies. Take ONE tablet when necessary.

Frowning, the redhead turned the bottle upside and twisted it in his hands. He gripped the lid of the bottle and carefully opened it. It was one of those stupid 'child-proof' caps that should really have been 'human-proof' caps instead. They were a bitch to get open. After a few seconds of struggling, Tala felt the lid give way beneath his hands and viola, the bottle was open. Peering inside, he tipped a few of the tablets out into the palm of his hand and stared at them. After careful deliberation, he came to the conclusion that they were fairly normal looking pills. They were just a standard white, not any of those fancy colours that medication was coming out with these days.

But after all that, the Russian beyblader still didn't know what they were for. The only reason he could think of, was Kai's damaged eye. Maybe the eye played up sometimes? But then, what did 'emergencies' mean? What kind of emergency could you have with an eye? Apart from going blind that was...

"What's that?" Bryan asked. Tala looked over to see Bryan staring intently at him, and at the white shape in his hand.

"When Kai collapsed, he was reaching for the glove department. This was really the only thing in there that he could've been looking for." Tala frowned and then added: "how is he, anyway?"

Bryan let out a breath. "He seems to be stable. He just won't wake up. It's strange though, because he's not even moving an inch. God, what if there's something seriously wrong with him, Tala? Before he keeled over, I noticed that he was gripping his head..."

"... Shit. That... that can't be good." Tala felt sick. His stomach had just dropped. What if there was something really, really wrong?

"Where the hell is that ambulance?" the redhead demanded, struggling to get his emotions under control. Actually, he was pretty surprised that no one had come over to see what was going on. They must have seemed a real sight; one guy unconscious on the ground while two others just sat there, unaware of what to do. He looked over to where the McDonalds building was, and seeing that it was extremely busy, realised that it was no wonder that no one had come out.

It was then that Kai moaned and his face screwed up in pain. Tala dropped the bottle and rushed over to his friend as a pair of different coloured eyes opened slightly. "Hey. Take it easy Kai. The ambulance is on its way. Just take it easy."

The first thing Kai noticed as he came to was that the pounding in his head had dropped to a bearable level. He could still feel it thumping away behind his bad eye, but it wasn't nearly as bad as what it had been. Oh no... Kai groaned inwardly as he realised what had happened. He, Tala and Bryan had been in the car, after getting something to eat at the local McDonalds. Shit. I can't believe I passed out... and in the drive-thru...

He tried opening his eyes, surprised when they obeyed on the first try. He squinted as a foreign light invaded his retinas. It wasn't bright by any standard, but it hurt. He screwed his eyes shut again as pain flashed through his damaged eye. He quickly closed his eyes, sighing inwardly as the pain was notched down a level.

"Hey. Take it easy Kai. The ambulance is on its way. Just take it easy." He heard Tala say. Oh fuck. An ambulance? Great...

After a few seconds, Kai once again struggled to open his eyes. The harsh light invaded his retinas again, but this time, even as he squinted, it wasn't nearly as bad as the first. Blurry figures emerged as silhouettes against a dark background and as he blinked a few times, the Russian teenager noticed that his vision steadily became better.

It took what seemed hours to fully be able to open his eyes, and when he did, Kai saw Tala and Bryan hovering over him, concern written all over their features. Kai frowned as he saw the two Russians. Concern didn't really suit them at all...

Realising that he was lying on the ground, Kai pushed his body upwards, twisting it from the sideways position it was in so that he was sitting up straight. Well, he didn't quite get to a sitting position. Propping himself up on one elbow, Kai rubbed his temple with his free hand. The headache still wasn't going away. God, I hate this.

"Kai!" Tala exclaimed. Kai was about to roll his eyes, but thought better of it. It was then, that that the retired beyblader heard the loud and distinct wail of an ambulance. He pushed himself up even further and blinked. He was... in the car park of the McDonalds...

"What the hell?" he glared at the two Russian's beside him. "Why am I in a McDonald's car park?"

They shared a glance before looking back to him and Kai waited for an explanation. "Kai, you collapsed! We didn't really think about where we were going to take you. As it was, we almost crashed into oncoming traffic because your foot stayed on the accelerator. This was the quickest option!"

Okay, so they were pissed.

"Look..." he started, fatigue washing over him. "I..."

"Save it, Kai." Bryan growled, his lilac eyes flashing. "What the hell happened?"

Kai sighed and rubbed a hand over his face as the world seemed to spin around him. "I... look, I'm fine. There's no need for an ambulance. Let's just go back to the hotel."

As expected, both Tala and Bryan exploded at his nonchalant words. "What!? Kai, you collapsed! I know that you don't like hospitals and all that shit," Tala said, his blue eyes narrowing, "and yeah, neither do I or Bryan, but the fact remains that you collapsed and we don't know what caused it! Plus, you've got some kind of medication that you were trying to find before you blacked out, and it reads 'for use only in emergencies'... EMERGENCIES, KAI!"

Shifting to get a bit more comfortable, the dual-haired teen mulled over his choices. He really didn't want to stay and get it checked out. He had already been to see a doctor about the frequent and sometimes downright painful headaches he had been getting. It had taken months for him to even get that far, and even then, the tests were relentless and after weeks of being poked and prodded, the doctor diagnosed him with a severe migraine disorder – or something like that. They said that it was related to the car accident that had almost taken the sight out of his right eye.

He was going to have to tell them. Great...

"Tala, Bryan. Look, it's not a big deal." He ignored their protests and carried on. "About a year ago, I was diagnosed with a severe migraine disorder. Those pills help when there's a big attack. That's it."

They looked sceptical at his explanation. "It's the truth. I've dealt with it just fine for the past year."

Before the two could retaliate, the flashing red lights of an ambulance appeared in the car park entrance. Kai winced as the lights invaded his eyes. It wasn't long before the car park looked like a scene out of a medical drama or cop show and Kai couldn't help but roll his eyes. God, they were fussing over nothing.

Ten minutes later Kai found himself sitting in the back of the ambulance while a paramedic shined a penlight into each eye. He had to squint to avoid the glare when the small contraption was aimed at his left eye, but when the man shone it into his right one, he found it didn't make much of a difference at all.

Shit, Kai thought. It's getting worse. But they don't need to know that.

He jerked his head towards the left, making the light disappear. He knew that he would be on the receiving end of countless questions about his eye if he didn't speak up and tell the paramedic. It wasn't something he wanted to divulge, since it most probably get out into the public very quickly.

And true to his prediction, the first question the paramedic asked was about his eye. "What happened to your eye? Was it like this before you collapsed?"

Kai sighed, again. They're so incompetent. "Yes. Look, I don't have time for this. It was damaged in a car accident a few years ago. I've got medication for it and I was diagnosed with a severe migraine disorder. An attack is what caused me to black out. If you don't believe me, then check my records."

The paramedic started to write things down on the clipboard he had clasped in his hands, the pen scribbling frantically across the white paper. Kai could only guess as to what was being written down.

"I don't have time for this. I'm going now." I'm getting soft. I shouldn't have let them drag me into this bloody thing in the first place. I'm fine!

Michael Werth looked up from the clipboard to give the patient a glance. He was tall for his age – around 6'1 with light and dark blue hair. He was alarmingly pale, but it seemed to Michael that he was normally a pale person. The kid seemed to be around eighteen years of age, maybe a little older with a body that screamed of hard work. The kid obviously knew how to look after himself in that aspect.

And then there were the four cobalt blue tattoos on his cheeks. It was a weird place to get a tattoo and an even weirder design, but it suited him for some unknown reason. He had to admit that the kid was a good looking kid. Almost perfect, except for the different coloured eyes. They were a strange colour; a dark red, almost blood-like in colour. The right one was slightly darker in colour though, more of a black than anything else. He had wondered what was up with the strange discolouration when he had first taken a look at the boy. When he had shone the penlight into his eyes though, it made sense.

The kid was almost blind in the discoloured eye.

"What happened to your eye? Was it like this before you collapsed?" he asked. It was a high possibility that the partial blindness could have been caused sometime during the collapse, according to what his friend's said.

The patient sighed and Michael realised that this guy wasn't going to be an easy patient to deal with. Why did he always get the trouble makers?

"Yes. Look, I don't have time for this. It was damaged in a car accident a few years ago. I've got medication for it and I was diagnosed with a severe migraine disorder. An attack is what caused me to black out. If you don't believe me, then check my records."

Michael took in what had been said and began to write it down on the clipboard he had in the 'patient history' section. As he was writing, he vaguely heard him speak again.

"I don't have time for this. I'm going now."

Shit! He can't leave. Putting the clipboard down, Michael stepped closer to the teenage boy. "I'm sorry, but I can't let you leave. With injuries like this, we have to take to the hospital to get a thorough check up. Anything dealing with the head or brain is not to be messed around with." There was silence after his statement and he looked up to see the teen still sitting, a scowl decorating his features.

"Now," he started, after picking up his paperwork. "I'll need a name."

"..." There was no response from the boy.

"You do have a name, don't you?"

"... Kai Hiwatari."

Michael gaped. His hand froze just as he was about to write down a name and looked up in shock at the teenager before him. It all clicked. How could he have not noticed it before? The trademark tattoos, the crimson eyes – well, one eye – and the dual coloured hair. Of course the kid was Kai Hiwatari; beyblade extraordinaire and resident teenage heartthrob.

But, Kai Hiwatari had disappeared from the beyblading scene all together a few years back, after the showdown with BEGA. The official word had come in two weeks later: Kai Hiwatari had retired from beyblading.

And here he was, in America, right after the end of the current World Championships.

"Ah, are you just gonna stand there and stare at me all day or what?" Kai's voice cut through his thoughts. Michael jumped a little before apologizing.

"Sorry, Mr. Hiwatari. Um, right. I'm going to also need a date of birth and a contact number for a family member who can pick you up from the hospital."

The kid—Kai was glaring again. Those eyes of his could hold some heat. "It's protocol, Mr. Hiwatari."

A resigned sigh was his immediate answer. "August 2nd 1991, my only family member is in jail, and I don't have a guardian, so will any number do?" The tone was harsh, the words blunt and Michael couldn't help but wince. Of course the kid had no family. It had been plastered all over the news years ago, and with Voltaire in jail... God, he was such an idiot.

"Ah, yes. I guess that will be fine."

Kai pulled out a sleek, black cell phone and pressed a few buttons before mumbling out a series of numbers.

"And this person's name?"

"Tala Ivanov."

Ahh. One of his old teammates from the Blitzkrieg Boys. I didn't know that they were friends.

It was then that the paramedic noticed Kai was looking behind him. He turned to see two teenage boys, one with bright red hair and piercing blue eyes and the other with pale purple hair and eyes seemingly the same colour, standing a few feet away.

"Is he okay?" the redhead asked, taking a step forward.

"He's fine. And you are?"

"Tala Ivanov. Will he need to go to the hospital?"

Michael nodded. "As with any problems relating to the head or brain, Kai will need to go to the hospital for a check up."

"I'm fine!" was the growled response from inside the ambulance.

Michael watched on in amusement as Tala started to argue with the patient. "Listen here, Kai. You are going to the hospital whether you like it or not!"

The paramedic turned to see what Kai's response would be and was surprised to see that he was actually listening to his friend, however he didn't look too happy about it.

"Right. I'm going to take Kai here to the hospital now. There's no need for anyone to accompany him there in the ambulance, so if you would just like to follow in your car, that would be fine."

Tala looked at Kai expectantly. There was another low growl from the dual-haired teen, before a quick nod followed by: "If you as much as scratch that car, you are dead, Ivanov."

The redhead just grinned and walked off towards what Michael saw as a very nice looking car. "Buick GSX?" he asked the scowling patient. A quick nod was his reply. Repressing the urge to roll his eyes, Michael frowned at the wince that flittered across Kai's face, before quickly being hidden. This was no time to much around.

"Alright, Kai. I just want you to sit here while we head to the hospital. There's a seatbelt there." Another nod. "Okay, good. We should be there in five to ten minutes."

It was just over two hours before Kai was released from the hospital. He had been subjected to many prods and pokes, needles and even an IV because apparently 'he wasn't taking good care of himself.' As he, Tala and Bryan were walking out of the main doors; Kai rubbed the spot on his arm where the IV had been inserted. It itched.

"Kai, leave it alone."

The Russian bluenette sighed. It was almost eleven o'clock. He hadn't eaten since lunch, the headache was still faintly there even after all of the painkillers that he had been given, he'd been poked and prodded for the past few hours and he just wanted to sleep.

They reached the car after a few minutes of walking. Tala had parked it in a crowded area with plenty of lighting. Kai smirked as he realised this. At least Tala was taking good care of his car. It was a testament to just how tired he was when he got straight in the passengers seat after Tala had unlocked the vehicle. At the moment, the ex-blader didn't trust himself to get behind the wheel.

"Ah, so who's driving?" Bryan asked. Kai glanced over at the two, shrugging one shoulder as he did so.

"It doesn't matter. I just want to get back to the hotel..." Bryan and Tala exchanged a look as Kai carried on. "But if you even put a scratch on her, I will personally hunt you down and kill you slowly with a spoon. Got it?"

They both swallowed loudly and nodded.

"Uh-huh. Got it, Kai."

"Yeah... I got it."

"Good. Now, can we go? I'm sick of this damn place and all this noise isn't helping my headache. Plus, I have work that I need to get done." In truth, all Kai wanted to do was lie down and go to sleep, but he knew that wasn't an option. There had been a lot of time wasted, in which he could have been doing important paperwork for the upcoming BIOVOLT project. Now, however, he was going to have to stay up late into the night to get it done in time.

Tala started the engine and Kai shifted in his seat, leaning his body back slightly as the powerful thrum of the engine worked its way through the car. The car pulled out onto the road, merging flawlessly with the oncoming traffic and Kai noted that Tala wasn't a bad driver at all. He looked out the window, watching the buildings rush past as they sped up.

Outside, it was completely dark, the only thing illuminating the surrounding area being the street lights and lights from the buildings around them. Stars sparkled in the inky black void above them, mere spots in the vast sky. Wind rustled through the few trees that lined the streets as leaves were picked up in the wind's throes and tossed around helplessly.

The occupants inside the car were silent. Kai wasn't in the mood to say anything and it was obvious that neither Tala nor Bryan were either. Well, he couldn't really blame them. A lot had happened in the last day.

Feeling his eyes starting to slip closed; Kai quickly pinched his other wrist to keep himself awake. He couldn't afford to fall asleep now. Luckily, the headache that had been pounding for most of the day had decided it had done enough damage and had disappeared. Kai sighed in relief at that.

A sudden, loud ringing interrupted the almost awkward silence in the car. The Russian CEO of BIOVOLT flinched slightly as he had begun to doze off once again. He recognized the ringtone and before the ringing could stop, pulled out his cell phone and glanced at the screen before letting out an irritated groan.

The screen read: Mr. Dickinson.

Sighing, he pressed the 'start call' button and answered. "Yes? What do you want?" It was rude and blunt, but Kai didn't care. He wasn't in the mood for idle chit chat. And why the hell was the BBA Representative calling after eleven PM?

Stanley Dickinson's cheery voice came through the small speaker on the phone. "Ah, Kai m'boy. You are awake."

"Yes I am. Now, like I said: what do you want?"

There was a tired sigh from the other end of the line. "I received word that you had collapsed earlier. I was just calling to make sure that you were okay."

At those words, Kai felt his anger skyrocket. He turned towards Tala, who had heard the conversation, and glared. He raised an eyebrow in question and received a shrug for an answer. He did the same thing with Bryan, only to receive the same.

"Kai... Kai?"

Bringing himself back to the conversation, the bluenette shook his head to get his mind back in the game. "Sorry," he apologized after realising that the man had been calling his name for some time. "I'm fine. It's been sorted out. Didn't even warrant a trip to the hospital." Of course that last piece of information was a complete lie, but Mr. D didn't need to know that. Unless of course, he already knew...

"Ah, then that's good news."

Kai frowned. There was some kind of underlying tone in those words. The jolly man hadn't finished. But he had received everything he needed to know in regards to his 'collapse' as Tala and Bryan were calling it. Great, there's something else the old man wants to talk about.

"Now, Kai..." Mr. D began.

I was right. Here we go...

"I have been talking to the Bladebreakers." Oh SHIT. "And they have asked me to talk to you about a proposition."

The ex-beyblader sighed and nodded. He would humour the old man for now. "Go on."

"Well, you see... they would like for you to re-join the Bladebreakers for the next season, which begins in two months time."

The car finally pulled into the car park underneath his hotel and Kai frowned as the car rolled to a controlled stop. Fantastic, now the Bladebreakers had officially asked him to rejoin.

His thoughts became jumbled as he felt Dranzer's presence in his mind. He had left her blade in the hotel room earlier, but she had never really left his side. He didn't want to beyblade, but there was still a part of his sub consciousness that pulled him towards the sport – to feel the exhilaration of the matches, to feel the wins and sometimes the losses. God, what was he going to do? He had already told the others that he had no intention of returning to the sport, but...

Stepping out of the car, Kai pulled the phone back to his ear, unaware that he had even pulled it away. "Mr. Dickinson, I'll think about it. In two weeks I will meet up with the Bladebreakers in Tokyo, Japan and I will discuss this further then. I am very busy at present and cannot be bothered with these trivial matters. I will contact you closer to the time."

With that, Kai hung up and sighed. He looked over and saw the twin looks of shock and concern on Tala and Bryan's face.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

(Tell me in a review or a PM whether or not you think Kai should start beyblading again!)

A/N: There we go! The first chapter of Tears in almost five months! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, and once again, I'm sorry for the extreme amount of time it took to get it written.

Okay, so after reading back through all the chapters, I realised that it had taken me six chapters to write TWO days in this story. So, finally, the next chapter will be the long-awaited time skip!

Please leave a review and tell me your thoughts ^^

-DancerInTheDark101-