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So sad news this week, the aunt who gave me her car last week, she past away Monday morning. Her cancer just spread horribly fast. My mom has been a wreck, but thanks to some of the amazing women I've met on here, and my boyfriend, you guys have done a fantastic job at making sure I don't drown in sorrow. Thank-you all! I also got my daughter registered for school, became friends with a 16 year old mother, and...really haven't written much...I've been going through withdrawals, anyone else know what I'm talking about? Writing withdrawals?
Thank-you to Violet Hiwatari, Tyka's Flower, beygirl1234 and CorynofHoole for reviewing the last chapter!
Thank-you to Demons of the arch angel for Beta-reading!
Warnings: Yup, more dark stuff in this chapter. **ducks from pitchforks**
Hope you enjoy!
Tyson looked at Kai's shaking form with worried cinnamon eyes. "Kai?" He asked softly, but when he didn't get a response, he laid a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll get her back."
"Boris has her." Kai said darkly, before looking at Tyson, fear and anger reflecting in his crimson pools. "Boris is planning something. You are all in danger."
"So? What else is new?" Kai looked at him in shock and he grinned. "What? Did you really expect me to drop out of the tournament? Face it man, we've been always in one kind of danger or another since we became a team. We'll just pull through like we always do."
Kai gave a small smile. Of course Tyson wouldn't be intimidated by Boris' threats, and neither should he. He had to trust Tyson and the others to handle themselves. "Right."
Tyson scratched his head. "Though, it might be a good idea if we tell Max and Ray what's going on now."
"Yeah."
Their conversation was interrupted by the loudspeakers. "This is Mr. Dickenson, Chairman of the BBA. After the previous round Rick has been taken to hospital and from our understanding, many blades are in need of repair, because of this, I have elected to have round 7 take place tomorrow morning so players have adequate time to recover from their injuries and repair their blades. The tournament will resume at 10:00am sharp."
"Finally, a piece of good news." breathed Tyson.
"About time the old man found his balls." muttered Kai.
"Well if Mr. D is running the show again, then we don't need to worry about bullshit calls."
"Hn. For now."
Tyson decided to change the subject. "C'mon, let's go home and bandage you up."
"Hn. They're not that bad."
"Dude! Have you seen yourself?! You look like you met with the business end of wood-chipper!"
"Hn." But the Fire Master hid a smile as he let his rival take his hand.
"Holy Jesus Kai!" Tyson looked at the Russian in horror as Kai stood shirtless in the middle of their livingroom. Cuts marred ivory skin, some of them were starting to scab over, while others were still bleeding fresh blood. "How are you still standing?!"
"Kinomiya, I trained in the frozen Tundra of Russia. If I can block out cold, then I can block out pain."
The pony-tailed boy sighed and dabbed anti-sceptic on the wounds gently, trying not to irritate the skin, he then began to securely wrap gauze around the more-serious injuries. "Wouldn't this be easier if I just healed you again?"
"No. I don't want Boris or anyone else getting suspicious as to why I keep healing so fast."
"That's...a valid point." sighed Tyson, "Are you sure you'll be able to blade tomorrow?" Kai opened his mouth to speak, but Tyson quickly added, "without passing out at the end of the match?"
"Kinomiya, I beat Brooklyn with injuries worse than this."
"If you say so." The younger continued to delicately wrap the injuries.
A moment of silence passed between the pair.
"I will win."
"Huh?" Tyson gave him a confused look.
"No matter whom I'm up against, I will win."
Tyson gave him a bright smile. "I know. Unless it's me. Then I'm totally kicking your ass." The dual-haired male took a step forward and knelt down and his lips were suddenly right against his left ear. A blush worked its way on his tanned cheeks as he felt the hot breath against his skin.
"Come at me Tyson."
Oh the way Kai said his name, the deep, smoky voice reverberating against his eardrum made the teen want to melt. The image of him straddling Kai surfaced in his mind and he thought about how much he rather cum on his sexy rival instead. Not being the one to ever back down, he said, "Oh I will Kai, and I can't wait to see your face when I do."
The men shared a heated look, before Tyson resumed wrapping the Russian. Once the wounds had been treated, the focus shifted to Dranzer and the ugly crack that ran down its side. "We really should call the Chief."
"There's nothing he can do. The blade is toast." Explained Kai bitterly, grabbing Dranzer's bit-piece and went up the staircase, with Tyson following closely behind. When he was in his room, he grabbed a tool box from his bookcase and dumped out a whole bunch of bey-parts onto his carefully made bed, before sitting down and leafing through them. Tyson looked on from the doorway with curiosity. "You don't have to stand there." said Kai, biting back his amusement.
Tyson accepted the invitation by walking in and sitting on the edge of the bed. Watching the veteran beyblader study the bases with sharp eyes he asked, "Did you get these parts from the Chief?" pointing to the smaller-than-average sizes.
"Yes. These are some of the pieces he used to create the MS blades, there are also some parts here that Tala and I have been experimenting with." He then started assembling a blade, before frowning and swapped out the weight disk.
"I know Kenny has a computer to help him, but how do you know when it's perfect?" asked Tyson in awe.
"When I finally test it. Right from the launch I can feel the difference in speed and weight." He suddenly grinned. "I think I know what will work best." He quickly selected a few pieces and seconds later presented a finished blade to the blue-haired teen, who bent down to look at the navy-blue blade closely. "The MS core with a spring-loaded base to make it easy to switch between offence and defense, with an attack ring Tala and I built from scratch." He carefully placed Dranzer's bit in the centre and Tyson watched in fascination as the Phoenix glowed and a new image formed. "Dranzer Metal Flare."
Tyson grinned. "Wanna test it out?"
In a flash, both men were out in the backyard, their blades spinning in the large red beydish Kai had set-up.
The battle was over in seconds, Dragoon being the blade that was knocked out of the dish. The World Champion stood in awe of the power he had just witnessed, while Kai grinned from ear to ear.
"Hello Beyblade Fans and welcome to Phoenix Stadium, where we're here on day 5 of the World Championships. The preparations for round 6 are well underway and we will be seeing the match-ups in just a few minutes. Word is both Eric and Rick are out of hospital and will be competing!" announced DJ Jazzman to the thousands of screaming fans.
Kai smirked. So he had sent the fucker to hospital afterall...
"Ok, let's see what the first set of matches will be today!" Everyone watched with excitement as the names were scrambled. "And we have:
Bryan vs Daichi
Mariah vs Spencer
Ray vs William
Tyson vs Raul
Pam vs Eddy
Kenny vs Selima
Julia vs Crusher
Kai vs Mystel
Hiro vs Michael
Garland vs Brooklyn
Max vs Alceed
Rick vs Tala
Eric vs Mathilda
Round starts in 5 minutes!"
Max and Ray looked at their opponents and scratched their heads. "Yo Chief, do we have any data on William or Alceed?" asked Max.
"Let's see." Kenny pulled out his laptop. "Well, these two seem like decent opponents. They both have bitbeasts. Both have strikes. Neither have them used their bitbeasts so far this tournament though."
Ray looked down and smirked. "Looks like we'll have a challenge then."
"Keep your guard up."
"Kai?" Max and everyone turned to the enigma who was leaning coolly against the wall.
"This tournament is unpredictable, don't make the mistake of underestimating your opponent." he said warningly.
"You have a good point there." nodded the raven-haired man as he sized-up his opponent across the stadium.
"Don't worry Kai. We can handle ourselves, you don't need to keep babysitting us." Max said cheerfully with a wink.
Like hell I don't. Thought "the babysitter" as the vein on his forehead began to throb.
Tyson noticed and clamped a hand hard around the Russian's shoulder. "Just don't let Mystel wash you away." he teased. It was no secret Dranzer's greatest weakness was water.
"Just watch me wipe the floor with that circus freak, Kinomiya."
"I don't know, Mystel's 360o attack is pretty awesome." Daichi piped up.
"We'll see about that." said Kai looking down at his new Dranzer, which glowed in response.
They all went their separate ways to meet their opponents.
Sparks flew as the battles raged on and the audience's eyes darted from one battle to the next. Eric and Mathilda's match came to a close first, Peirce Hedgehog being thrown out of the dish in a mere 10 seconds. Hiro and Michael's matched ended with Hiro as the unsurprising victor.
Then it was Rick and Tala; Due to the American's injuries, Tala won the beybattle, but asked for a rematch once Rick was fully healed, saying that he respected those who chose to blade despite the pain.
Tyson and Raul's, Julia and Crusher's match ended at the same time, both twins suffering defeat. Pam and Eddy's matched was the next to end, with the man's blade in pieces but he had been fortunately spared from injury. Spencer ended up overpowering Mariah's blade and knocked it out of the dish, and Kenny had pulled a surprising win against Selima. Garland lost to Brooklyn, and true to his word, Kai moped the floor with Mystel. Daichi then lost to Bryan.
It was just now Max and Ray left battling. What had seemed like a friendly match in the beginning, was now a gruelling battle. Everyone watched as their blades were torn apart, piece by piece. Both bladers had suffered through multiple injuries, blood was running down Max's arms, and a trail of the crimson liquid was currently seeping through a wound on Ray's forehead, his headband had been torn in the fight. Anyone could see that the Drigger and Draciel wielder's were at their limits.
But one person refused to give up on them. "Max! Ray! DON'T GIVE UP!" Shouted Tyson from below, as his friends struggled to stay conscious and standing. He could tell that both of them were desperately trying to think of a way to turn the tables and attain the upper hand as their blades started to wobble.
"This is the end of the line for you, Ray Kon." A twisted smile appeared on William's pale face, a mad gleam in his amber eyes.
However the Chinese blader wouldn't be intimidated. "Don't count me out yet. Drigger!" His blade stabilized and he narrowly avoided the attack.
"Oh good, it looks like you still have some energy left...so I can torture you more..."
Just meters away, Max wasn't faring any better as his Draciel took a brutal blow, which thanks to his bond, it felt like he had been kicked in the stomach. He swayed on his feet.
This battle felt a lot like the one he had witnessed when Kai faced Brooklyn. He had always believed that willpower was the key to winning, the question was; Did he have enough willpower to win this fight?
Alceed was strong, cold and calculating and apparently...ruthless. His sea-blue Sharkeye blade was withering away Draciel's defenses. He scrunched his eyes in frustration. What could he do?!
"It's time to end this. Sharkeye!"
"Hellhound!"
Draciel and Drigger were knocked out of the dish, but their Master's locked eyes for a moment and the blades crashed...right into each other! They both bounced off the other and came crashing down into their respective dishes, spinning strongly.
The audience went crazy.
"Oh yeah! Sweet move guys!" cried Tyson, while Kai nodded in approval.
That's right boys, use everything to your advantage. You're not fighting alone, thought the Russian, his sharp eyes looking for any weakness that his friends could exploit.
"Phew, thanks Ray!" Max shouted over his shoulder.
"No problem. Draciel gave Drigger a speed boost too." smiled the raven-haired blader. "Let's do this Drigger! Lightning Claw!" The blade increased its rotation and suddenly started moving so fast it became invisible.
Max focused his concentration on his own match, he summoned up the last of his energy to release one last final attack...
"Ice Dagger."
Azure eyes widened as he felt something pierce through his chest, freezing his body to the core. He looked down to find a spear made of ice embedded in his body. The pain came crashing down on him as he fell backwards.
All he could see was black.
There we go...it only gets darker from here...please review?
