Hi dear readers!

It's been sure a long while since I've updated anything here. I know I said in my note that there wouldn't be upcoming any new story from me, but I couldn't help it. I have this very nice story in my head which I have to write out of myself to have my ease. Hehe. And after I still like reading, and writting Tyka I thought why not share this fic with you all? :D

This is my very first angst/romance fic but I hope it will go off well. I'm working hard to improve my English writing skills; I hope this story will prove it. ;)

I'm quite busy, but I try to update the chappies as fast as my time allows it. So, please be patient with me. :)

I'm not planning to write such a long story as my last drama was, but I can't promise that some chapters won't be a bit longer. At least you'll have enough time to read till the next update. Hehe. :P

But now, let's get on with the necessary informations:

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or any of the characters, only the plot. This is a fanfiction, my imagination. The real Beyblade plot belongs to Takao Aoki, not me.

Rated: M

Warning:

- it's a story about boys' love relationship, so if you don't like reading romantic stories about same genders push the back button please.

- it's an angst/romance fic, which includes: sorrow, pain, some violence (not so harsh), romance, hurt/comfort, a little tragedy and all this flavored with bunch of humor of course. :)

- Some charcters are might a bit OOC as you will notice it (I'm sorry for that), but that's how it makes the story so good.

Read and enjoy!

1. chapter

Tearing apart

It was a warm and beautiful sunny day. Also, it was Friday, which meant that the airport of Bay city was crowded by a whale of passengers who were waiting for their flight, or were marching to the cabin of the puncher. The noise was so big that even the announcer barely managed to overshout her notification, but when a sudden roar exploded from somewhere, what first no one could tell where had it come from because it filled the whole building, it almost smashed the announcer device.

"TYSON GRANGER! I swear one day I'm going to kick your ass!" the eighteen year old Kai Hiwatari shouted wrathfully, hitting the top of his lungs. Then he his head turned towards the poor dumbfounded crowd who had suddenly stopped in their tracks and looked petrified at the furious teenager. "Take a picture it'll last longer." Kai snapped at them with a 'Don't you dare or else...' hint of gaze in his crimson eyes that had gone reddish. Started, the horde of people spread in a flash, everyone buzzing off on its own way.

Rei chuckled as he watched amused his oldest friend's outburst. It was quite out of the common when he heard the always cold-blooded, good-tempered Kai Hiwatari shouting like that, but whenever it happened there could be guessed only one thing, more punctually a person, who could pull out the carpet from under Kai's feet to make him lost his patience, and this was Tyson Granger. The three main members of the Bladebreakers's team, Kai, Rei and Max were already at the airport waiting for their flight, em, more punctually, for their last teammate to finally appear. They were invited to a town for a beybattle what Mr. Dicenson had arranged for them after they'd teamed up with one other as the old Bladebreakers again.

"Relax Kai. I'm sure he'll pop up soon. We still have a quarter hour till the starting." Rei said grinning while he was leaning idly againt a wall. All of them were wearing their same attire they'd had during the Grevolution time, however, they'd all grown a lot. Their features had become more mature and they didn't appear in front of the world's eyes anymore as revolutionist teenagers. "He definitely has overslept, but in the end he always manages to get there in time. It's no good freting yourself." the raven haired tried to calm him down while he was playing breezily with something in his hands that looked like colourful marbles.

"Overslept neh?" Kai turned at Rei with a sarcastically raised eyebrow. "Well, that's a typical attribute that can be peculiar only to Tyson. He is seventeen year old and still can't knock himself out of the bed in human time. Just wait till he comes; when I get my hands on him I will make sure he won't be able to put into sleep his lazy ass for a long time." Kai gritted his teeth and looked angrily at his hands, clenching them tightly as if he was picturing his stupid, blue haired friend's neck he could strangle.

"Yeah, sure. The dog that barks doesn't bite. I figure you rather would like to have your hands under him than on him." he grinned to his ears quite cheekily that his white fangs emerged behind his mouth.

As every nekojin, who was always very mature when it came about emotions, but mostly about love feelings, Rei had known for a long while now that his die-hard captain Kai Hiwatari, and the bull-headed Tyson Granger were addicted to each other, quite much more than friends did. But of course as thick-headed and stubborn those two were there was no way of hell they would ever admit it openly, not even if heaven would fall and hell would go up in the sky. There was just no way in hell that any of them would give up his pride. No way. However, they didn't have luck, because a nekojin wouldn't give up so easily either; Rei was plugging away to reach his goal, which was to finally make his two best friends realize their feelings towards each other, though that was easier to say than done.

Mostly, because Rei couldn't help but he enjoyed teasing Kai just as much as he wanted to help him what usually ended that he pointed out the dirtiest side of things which irritated Kai like hell. Just like now. When the dual haired teen sharp eyes pinned on Rei from the corner of his eyes the raven haired sweatdrooped nervously, and held up his hands in defense. "Em, hehe, but why don't you give yourself a little break, Kai? I gladly lend these for you if you want to relax." he graciously showed Kai up his marbles.

This time Kai smirked, a very fiendish way.

"No, thanks. I'm not used to play with my balls that openly."

Rei dumbfounded by this snapped comment so much that he almost dropped his marbles as he lurched suddenly, propping himself on the wall with one hand to keep his balance. He had never thought to ever hear such a dirty comment from that Kai Hiwatari who never allowed himself to let go even one joke from his mouth. However, Kai's smirk became only more pleased; as the only and might the last heir of the Hiwatari Family, who must always be stern and solemn, and it was true that Kai rarely took part in such childish, dirty plays. But if Rei enforced things that much then it was fine with Kai; but hence the raven haired had to deal with the consequences.

"Not balls! These are Fushigi balls; it's a chinese therapy to make yourself relax and healthy." the raven snapped at him hotly. But Kai didn't give him any attention, of course on purpose, and Rei couldn't stand it without a proper come back. "And here I thought the almighty Kai Hiwatari is way too mature for saying perverse things. It seems I start to get to know another side of you."

Kai flat his eyebrows and growled. "There are a lot of things you don't know about me... and don't make me look like as though I would be old!"

"Yep, you are. Most of the time; like an old fogey."

On Kai's forehead a clot of blood was throbbing. Rei laughed openly. Kai then looked down the second youngest member of their team, Max Mizuhara, who had been sitting peacefully on his own suitcase, his back was on his friends since they'd arrived to the airport. The blond was joyfully wabbling with his feet as he was totally absorbed in his own little world. He didn't hear anything what his friends were talking about, just looked forward with a distant look while he was crooning in himself something, and crunched a pack of hazelnut.

"Max, do you have to munch so loud like a squirrel?" Kai growled at him as if he didn't know anymore who to pick just to ease his anger a bit. And to tell that constant munching was really getting on his nerves now.

Suddenly Max looked up from his little place at Kai with big, innocent ocean blue eyes, and totally clueless, as always. His mouth was half full with hazelnuts.

"Hm?"

"Ugh, never mind." Kai lowered his head a bit, pinching the bridge of his nose when he felt a headache upcoming. He had to wonder again why the heck had he agreed to come back to his old team at all? He remembered something about that Tyson was importuning him, not using only his tearing puppy dog eyes that always worked so successfully by Max. Of course that little blue haired stinker had to learn it from the blonde boy. No, it was not only that, but he had to cling so tightly onto poor Kai, who almost blushed by the embarrassing scene as a pleading Tyson was hugging his leg, that in the end he couldn't resist anymore. Though, deep, deep inside Kai somehow liked the feeling how the blue haired angel was all over him, but of course he would never admit that openly.

- O -

In the big crowd a smudged dark blue figure swept through so fast and quickly, as he was making way for himself, it could barely make out exactly who the person was. Taking a closer picture the said person had definitely midnight blue hair where on he was wearing a turned cap, he was wearing dark grey jeans, yellow T-shirt and he had a blue farmer jacket on it. On his shoulder he was holding a backpack, holding it tightly as to not lose it as he was dashing with an incredible speed. "Sorry... em, excuse me... sorry..." the seventeen year old Tyson Granger said while he was dodging crisscross people on his way.

He ran like the wind through the waiting hall, and when he spotted finally his three friends he had quickly pulled the brake on his feet just in the last time before he would have blundered into poor Maxie, who was still sitting on his bag.

"Hey guys! What's up?" he said grinning.

"You've finally decided to show up?" came the grouchy ask from Kai. When the dust had cleared away that had been caused by Tyson, it could be seen that the dual haired captain was crossing his arms and he had a quite grumpy expression on his face. "It's a miracle. Usually you arrive in the last half minute."

"Hehe, see? I'm growing up." the bluenette pointed triumphantly.

"Yeah, at a snail's pace." retorted Kai.

"I'm sorry." said Tyson with a touchiness in his voice. "But I've overslept."

"Like always."

"It wasn't my fault!" screeched at him the bluenette. "You never guess what happened."

"Give us a try." Kai smirked at him, then said teasingly. "Let me guess; your alarm clock has suicided itself because it couldn't take your loud snoring anymore."

"Well, it wasn't like that," Tyson grinned nervously by that and scratched his head. "The situation was more complicated than that. I can tell you how did that exactly happen..."

"I had rather not." Kai took his fingers over his forehead in a tired mood. Tyson got peeved by that. Rei, who noticed right away a starting argument which was on to come from Tyson, quickly took on the placatory role.

He stepped between the two fiery teens. "C'mon on now Kai, at least he's come, and fortunately in time. Let's put aside unnecessary arguments and let's start."

"Rei? You rather go back playing with your balls." Kai murmured under his fingers.

"Kai!" Tyson shouted and looked total shocked, not mention embarrassed at his dual haired team captain. And not mention his secret love.

First Kai looked at him wonderingly, not understanding Tyson's shocked reaction. Then it suddenly hit him, and he got balled up by his own mistake that Tyson was misunderstanding his earlier comment. "N-no! I mean... I didn't mean...ugh, forget it. Let's go." he sighed tiredly. Then he took his own bag and marched towards the puncher. He pinched the bridge of his nose again. A new headache was coming. Shit, so embarrassing.

"What's with him?" Tyson asked Rei.

"Definitely got out of bed on the wrong side." the raven haired shrugged, but smiled.

Tyson nudged him with his elbow, wriggling his eyebrows. "You mean the old sour puss didn't get his morning coffee?"

"I heard that Tyson!" Kai shouted furiously back. Rei and Tyson sweatdrooped and ducked their heads in a hurry, and followed Kai quietly. Man, the dual haired teen had sharp ears. Last followed them Max, pulling his suitcase after him while he was still munching happily.

- O -

At the puncher the Bladebreakers had all punched their air tickets, everyone, except Tyson. He was fumbling in his pockets hurry-skurry for awhile when in the end his hands came out empty. "Oh no." he mumbled becoming pale.

"Now what?" Kai looked at him edgily, his eyes hinting that the blue haired teen better didn't say there was something wrong or Kai went on fire. Too late.

Tyson raised his look at him shakily. "I-I remember I brought it down in the hallway while I was putting on my shoes... but I guess I left it on the bookcase."

"You better not." Kai's flaming red eyes fastened on the poor shaking teen now, threateningly.

"I was in hurry!" Tyson squeaked and defensively rose his hands.

"Tyson!" Kai spelled.

The bluenette backed a few steps from the incensed dual haired whose face looked now just like in their beybattle when Dranzer took fire. Suddenly a beep sound was coming from Tyson's pocket, and he snatched it out. "I have to take it." he said quickly, mentally giving thank for whoever was calling him. It gave him a chance to shove off to a safer zone from Kai till the fiery phoenix cooled himself down a bit.

"Hello?"

'Hi, this is the quick-aid service. You remember you have a guardian angel?'

"Hiro?"

'Guessed right! I'm on the way to Mr. Dicenson to the BBA centre, but before I take a stop by you. I found something in the hall what I presume you'll be very happy for it. Unless, Kai hasn't killed you yet.'

Tyson's eyes suddenly kindled with hope. "Really? Man, Hiro you're awesome!" on the other side of the phone he could hear a contented chuckle from the older male.

'I meet you at the main entrance.' said Hiro before he hung up.

Tyson took away his phone, then turned to his friends who were looking at him confused. Kai, who was stamping on his foot impatiently, was about to get out answers from his silly angel, but Tyson cut him off right before he got a chance. "Hiro brings me the ticket. You guys go on the plane. I'll meet you there." he said and with that he stormed out of their sight, towards the main entrance.

- O -

Hiro was standing at the entrance of the airport with his hands in his pockets. His own dark brown eyes that were familiar to his little brother's were scanning minutely the crowd as he waited for Tyson to show up somewhere among the thousands of people.

Meanwhile, two girls who weren't far from Hiro's age walked past him while they kept sending him sympathetic glances. They recognized him instantly who he was, and they were smiling sheepishly. The older Granger, when he saw their furor gazes, gave them a playful wink as a little flirting. The two girls blushed in a flash and they stuck their heads together quickly in a silly giggle as they walked away. The dark haired male let go a soft, but very contented smirk on his face and ran idly a hand through his long, mellow bangs; it wasn't often a bad thing when you were a famous member by the BBA and had an attractive effect on your fans who adored you.

When he turned his gaze back at the crowd again for searching just then he spotted a familiar person in blue farmer jackets, grey pants, and a cap that could be so easily recognized everywhere, after it had ever belonged to him. A younger male with the same features of Hiro's was approaching. Hiro raised a hand high as a signal to make it easier for his little brother to notice him, who manifestly were twirling his head pointlessly.

Finally Tyson saw Hiro and he ran to him with a huge smile on his face.

"Hiro!" he panted slightly. "Man, you are my hero." Tyson clenched his chest that raised up and down a bit wild.

The older Granger chuckled softly. "It's not a disadvantage to have an older sibling sometimes, neh?"

"Absolutely not." Tyson grinned at him in a triumph way to give accord to his comment.

Hiro took out the air ticket from his inner pocket of his black jacket and gave it to Tyson. The bluenette thanked it with a beaming smile before he turned on his heels and quickly scuttled off. Hiro looked after him with a disappointed look. "Hey, I don't even get a goodbye hug or something?"

The next second Tyson rushed back with a lightning speed and practically sprang at Hiro, giving him a giant embrace, while he almost knocked over his older brother. Even if there were a few years between them, Tyson had grown a lot and was now reaching Hiro's jaw. "Thank you. See'ya!" gabbled off the bluenette before he had disappeared in the crowd again, out of Hiro's sight.

The dark haired male was still standing there for a couple of minutes; his lips pulled up in a satisfied, loving smile while he closed his eyes, and hummed. "Kid."

- O -

Tyson Granger watched dazedly through the huge window glass as the plane slowly, but sure rose from its flare path and lifted up in the sky.

"Oh no." he mumbled disappointed while a rising discomfort started swirling in his stomach, insensibly. As if, deep down, he already felt that something trouble was going to come out from this very soon. He got the firmament immediately when his phone began vibrating in his pocket. Tyson got it out and the expression on his face went completely nervous and he gulped; he knew exactly who the caller was, and he picked it up carefully, preparing for the worst.

However, what Tyson wasn't prepared for to be cut off right away before he could have had a chance to say a word. A thundering tone came out of his phone – almost splitting the display.

"Tyson Granger! You're a dead man!"

The bluenette dropped almost the appliance; flinging with his two hands he quickly caught it just in time when he jumped by the high tone that had come from a plain to be heard very angry Kai. Man, that guy had been kind of touchy lately. Sometimes Tyson wondered if the formerly always calm and cool headed dual haired had been going through some kind of youthful hormone fluctuation or something.

"Ehem... Heya Kai. What's up buddy?" stammered Tyson in a nervous grin as he scratched the back of his face.

"I'll give you some buddy just when I get my hands on you mug!"

Tyson quickly held out the phone from himself in an ear-safe distance, and said. "Hey, don't hit the ceiling right away. I'll catch up you guys with the next flight." he tried to be good fellow, but in a situation he was in at that moment wasn't really a good idea; mostly, when Tyson heard placatory remarks coming from the background which was definitely Rei, who tried to ease the stormy clouds above Kai's head, with no luck. Kai simply barked him off before he turned to his phone again, and as Tyson could guess he was death glaring.

"You better do that, Granger. And when I collar you I'm going to make you to run round the whole town for twenty times!" Tyson's grin went weak by that. "You hear me, Granger? And you better take off that stupid goofy grin from your face, you idiot!... You think I can't see it?" Tyson sweatdrooped. Man, maybe Kai was a clairvoyant?

"Prepare yourself, because when we meet next time I'm going to kick your ass!"

"Like you ever would do. I know you're all over me, honey." the blue haired teen mumbled to himself, but for his big misfortune on the other side of the appliance Kai had very good ears than it could be called natural by a human.

"What did you just say?"

Tyson freaked out. "Em, nothing! See'ya later!" he squeaked and hung up immediately, desperately hoping that by the time he arrived Kai had long forgotten the whole conversation.

A few meters away, inside of a dim corner stood a dark figure. His back was pressed against the matt wall while he was folding his arms. He was wearing a long, black cape from head to toe, and his face was covered by his hood. Beneath his hood his lips pulled up in an evil smirk; he'd heard the whole conversation and he was satisfied. It seemed that his plan had turned out to be easier for him than he'd thought. Excellent. He pushed himself away from the wall and with silent steps he disappeared in the empty corridor. He stole on; no one had even marked the presence of the strange figure.

- O -

After an hour the young Granger was sitting on the next flight and was reading a Beyblade Magazine he'd bought at a newsagent while he waited. It was so boring for him to travel alone, rather, because it was the first time he was going without his friends. It would've been so much more fun to have his gangs here, too; playing card games with his blonde best friend, Max, till they both collapsed by fatigue, teasing Kai and snickering at the funny sight whenever the older male made grimaces at him, or watching Rei sleep in a peaceful meditate looking pose while Tyson deliberately made strange raspy sounds with his hands that always caused the nekojin to hiss like a cat.

However, this Beyblade Magazine was so cool that it managed to hold his spellbound from his friends for awhile. But his intense gaze on the magazine didn't last long when his mind was caught as if someone was watching him. Mahogany eyes looked up to be meet by another pair of eyes that were blue, and smaller too.

A little kid being in the age of seven with dark hair that was pulled back in a little ponytail – after his hair was only half long – looked curiously at the young world champion blader. He was kneeling back on his seat and his hands rested on the headrest.

"Hi." greeted the little boy with a smile on his face.

"Hello." Tyson said back, and the boy tilted his head a bit at him, keeping his tiny impish smile.

"I know who you are." he peeped aware. "You are Tyson Granger, the world champion."

"That's I am." the world champion nodded, and looked friendly at the curious little boy, whom he found somehow interesting. Sure he practiced and taught children to beyblading, it wasn't the first time that a little kid adored him, still, there was something about this boy that caught his attention right away.

"When I grow up I'm going to become a great beyblader like you." he whooped joyfully and the grin on his face went bigger. A young brown haired woman who sat beside the little boy looked at her son with a soft, proud smile on her small lips.

Tyson broke into a nice smile of himself too. "If you practice assiduously I'm sure you'll be one day." it was strange, but this little kid somehow reminded him of himself. The same enthusiasm and energy filled eyes, and behind them were shining his dreams, just like what Tyson had been carrying deep in his heart, too, believing them to come true.

Though, there was another thing what always warmed Tyson's heart with affection, and that were his friends and his family.

"My name is Andrew."

"Hi Andrew, nice to meet you." they shook hands.

"So, is that cap of yours really special?" the went on asking him with never-ending curiosity.

"Yeah. It brings luck for me.. I guess."

"Really?" he looked wide-eyed. "Can I... Can I try it on?" he asked Tyson sheepishly.

Tyson smiled fondly and nodded. He took off the blue-red shaded cap from his face and placed it onto Andrew's head. However, the cap was a bit big for Andrew's little head and it slumped into his face. "Haha, cool." he laughed as he tried to put the cap straight but it hadn't become smaller to fit on his head.

"This cap is very special for me... I received it from my big brother when I was five year old." told Tyson and in his mind came up the nice memory of that day when Hiro had given it to him.

Andrew hold the cap with his hands to stop it slumping into his head always. "I know. I have a big brother too. We're traveling to him, and he's going to wait for us at the airport when we land. He promised."

Their conversation was cut off, though, when suddenly the plane shook and all the lights went off. Tyson could hear startled voices coming from more directions while his own mahogany eyes were scanning around in the darkness. 'What's going on?' he thought. He heard Andrew whimpering and the boy quickly slipped into his mother's embrace to find safety. No one understood what was happening but before the situation would have become panicky the lights had come back again. Numbers sighed in relief, thinking that it must only be some malfunction.

Still, something had changed on the board; in the air faint, grey mist was swirling. The passengers looked confused around before all of them felt how their minds became hazy. It was getting hard to keep open their eyes that got more and more heavy. They kept rolling vertiginously back and fore for a while before in the end they had all fallen unconscious. Everyone, except two persons.

"Mommy!... Hey, Mommy what's wrong?" Andrew shook his mother worried as he was trying desperately to wake her up. "Wake up Mommy! Please wake... up." but suddenly his own blue eyes became hard, and his voice broke. His face dropped. He also fell back unconscious in his seat onto his back. His little head hit slightly the armrest.

"Andrew!" Tyson cried and in a quick motion he tripped himself from the belt that was holding him. He jumped from his seat and rushed over Andrew. "What happened?... What is this all?" he asked but he couldn't find answer for his question. He didn't understand what was going on, but it seemed he was the only one who hadn't fainted. Why? What happened with everyone; was it because of the mist? But where did it come from?... 'Had the pilots fainted too?' came the panic thought.

The next moment another new voice spoke in the silent room.

"Tyson Granger?"

The blue haired teen looked up and found a tall figure standing in the entry of the cabin. He couldn't make out clear who the person was because the fog was still swirling, but then, it slowly faded, and the contour of the figure stood out.

A man in long, black cape was standing there. Tyson turned towards him with his full body now and narrowed his eyes at him; this guy looked creepy. Those eyes that pierced into his, under his greasy, dull black hair, which was short at the front and longer the backside, held something murderous. That gaze told killing. This guy must be the cause of this disaster they were in.

"Who are you?" the gaze in Tyson's soft eyes became hard as they lodged into the other's. Still, the man's face stayed expressionless, nor did he bat an eyelid. The young world champion's tone had no effect on him.

The more Tyson watched those eyes, he didn't know how, but the more nervous he became. Those black slits looked lifeless and motionless, as if he wasn't human at all. There was something dangerous about that look. Something blood-curdling.

And when the stranger spoke again, his voice was colder than the most numbing ice, it was then Tyson's eyes went wide by shock.

"Tyson Granger." he said slowly. "The three times world champion of beyblade... your trip ends here for you."

The plane jerked once more and the next moment Tyson lost his balance and landed on the floor. He looked up with mixed fear and anger at the dark stranger. He had to do something. That was when he spotted a black beyblade circling in front of the man's feet, and not only that, but something dark and powerful was emitting from that blade. He could feel it.

"This is your end." the man raised his hand under his cape.

Tyson clenched his teeth.

'Tyson, prepare yourself!' a sudden, deep voice called out in the bluenette's head. Tyson recognized it straight away.

The next second everything happened so fast. Tyson's mind couldn't grasp enough fast the rapid speed of the current of events to have time to react reasonably. Even so, his body seemed to have its own mind that was quick to react in no time, insensibly. As if he already knew what was going to happen, but his brain still hadn't grasped yet.

Mahogany eyes watched as the terrible events took form in front of him in a slow motion, like in a movie.

Tyson watched his own hand that reached towards the unconscious lying Andrew.

He felt his mouth forming the words, but it sounded as if it came from far away.

"No, wait!"

Then, suddenly a blue light emerged from somewhere and it shrouded the whole place.

"Die!" came another shout.

Tyson's vision became blurred; the scene of Andrew, the plane, and everything he was in had disappeared, and went into white...

For a moment the airplane was sleeking in the air, the next moment with a huge crash it exploded.

- O -

In the waiting area where the three Bladebreaker members were also staying the agitation was utter. One hour had passed and the number 717 flight still hadn't landed. People, who had gathered there because of a family member or friend and had been waited for them to meet, now, they kept asking the yonder employees over and over again what happened. But it seemed no one knew what could really have happened. They tried to calm down the waiting people nicely. Still, it was clear they were just as restless and nervous; the way they were tearing about and they couldn't give any sense explanation.

"What's going on?" Max asked Rei while he also was watching quite uneasy the shinning around people and the slowly rising tense atmosphere.

"I don't know, but something's wrong." the raven haired's eyes narrowed suspiciously by the sight. He didn't like it at all what was going on here, and somewhere deep inside he felt there was something bad, very bad. Something must have happened.

Kai Hiwatari, who had been standing beside them with his back pressed against the wall, arms folded, and had been kept his eyes closed like always, but mostly to lock out every sight and sound that were coming, now he opened them. Getting tired and impatient, no matter how uncaring, and well known the young Hiwatari was about his patience, this was just getting on his nerves now. Everyone was pacing up and down like head lost chickens, but no one knew what on earth was going on. What a negligence.

Seeing that it wouldn't be soon when they got to know any damn normal information, and his friends didn't do anything just standing there oafishly, he decided there was time now to take things into his hands, again. The older male pushed himself lightly away from the wall and letting the others know, he walked off. His white scarf rippled gracefully after him as he went to search a big shot who could report him about the events. Kai didn't show it, though, but this whole strange situation was bothering him just as much.

He walked through the crowd, ignoring everyone who still kept up stopping and asking the now very anxious employees who tried to do their best to ease them as much as they also were able to in such a situation. No matter they were working in a job where they all had to keep their cool, they were still people with human feelings. They empathized themselves into the others feelings.

Kai walked past soon a twenty-something year old male who were a few meters from him, and he couldn't help but his ears unwittingly grabbed at some desperate words that were coming from the dark brown man. He was clinging on a poor woman's arms, who definitely was a yonder employee, and tried to appease the young man while she herself was scared, too.

"Please... my brother... my little brother and my Mother was on that plane! What do you mean the plane hasn't arrived?... Where are they? What happened with them?" cried brokenly the brown haired male who had blue eyes, and shook the young woman. But it seemed he was already suspecting something; he buried his face into his hands and started crying.

Then something had broken within Kai, too. An instinctive fear was starting to overcome on his cool mind, and when the next moment a despairing woman, who presumably worked one position higher, ran to another telling her the overwhelming news, Kai's eyes suddenly went wide with shock.

"On the headquarters they told that half-way every contact had broken with the plane. A few minutes later the number 717 flight had exploded!"

Kai froze. His feet stopped on his way, and did not move anymore. Crimson eyes, glistening with horror, stared at the blankness. Exploded. The 717 flight... exploded. No, this couldn't be. There was just no way this really was happening. But no matter how much he would have tried to believe it else, it was the truth.

Pale hands that hung languidly by Kai's sides were shaking horribly. The former fear that had rushed through his spine were now eating him up within, like a poison. His stomach was seized with a cramp, urging him to throw up, but something like that a noble Hiwatari would never do, never mind what kind of situation. Still, he wanted to shout, he wanted to scream with the top of his lungs, even cry, but he couldn't make himself to do it. It just wasn't working. Why? Why couldn't he let free his emotions to bring some ease for himself, even if just a little.

Kai's mind went blind and the vision before his eyes went hazier. As if the world was slowly disappearing around him and everything went into white.

The legs of the Hiwatari went weak before his knees hit the cold floor.

He felt empty. Everything was so empty.

Soft, slate bangs fell over his face, hiding his crimson eyes that had gone lifeless; the light burnt out in them.

"Kai!"

He didn't register the surroundings anymore, nor did he hear clear the desperate voices that were echoing from every direction – from people, when they had heard the disaster news. Or that familiar voice which was calling Kai over and over again, nearing him, but for him it sounded so far. Everything was far from him and nothing existed around him; he was alone.

"Kai!... Kai, do you hear me?"

No, he couldn't let in them anymore. He'd gone way too far that he could be reached. He barely even felt when a comforting hand of the raven haired nekojin came onto his shoulder, shaking him hard to get out some reaction from him.

Kai distantly felt how his mouth formed the word of that name, but he didn't hear his own voice that whispered brokenly...

"Tyson."

To be continued...

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