Hey guys! So after a few people asking, suggesting, and bugging me about it. I've decided to make a sequel to my Oneshot Love is Dead. I was planning on doing a story for this song that I'm using anyways, but now I can have my Oneshot as a sort of opener for it. I hope you all enjoy it, and if you haven't read Love is Dead I suggest you do so you know what's going on. It's a sort Oneshot, it won't take up much time and then you can come back here and read the sequel.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy my story and I'd love hearing from you. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblades or the song(s) I got my idea for it from.

Song: Here in Your Arms

Artist: Hellogoodbye

Finally, after lying in bed for what seemed like days with his head forced into a pillow and his hand in a tight fist around a small letter, Kai pushed himself up not being able to bring himself to a sitting position. His eyes felt irritated, and he couldn't breathe out of his nose. He couldn't believe the letter he'd gotten in the mail only hours before had hurt him this bad, and he wondered if Ray knew when he sent it that it would affect him like this, probably not. It was one simple letter, one paragraph, eight sentences long, and three innocent parting words. It wasn't like Kai had gotten a letter saying the boy he cared about so much had died or had run away and no one could find him. And it wasn't like Kai couldn't see him again. It wouldn't be too hard to buy a plane ticket and fly to China to see him, he had the money and he could go through the BBA. But there was still just something about the letter that had crushed Kai's heart in a million tinny pieces, and he couldn't figure out what that was. Maybe it was the tone of the letter. It sounded so casual and innocent, like Ray had no idea that what he was writing was so bad. Or maybe it was because he'd compared his friends to Kai's, so Kai instantly knew how he felt. Whatever it was Kai didn't really want to think about it. This letter had brought him to his weakest point ever, and he didn't want to go back.

Kai's arms shook as he held himself up over the bed with his head hanging. He let out a sigh as he couldn't hold himself up any longer. He felt too weak. He lay there for a few more minutes, face in the still wet and cold pillow from his tears, before forcing himself to roll over and sit on the edge of his bed. Kai held his head as he sat there. He had a huge headache on top of irritated eyes, a stuffed up nose, and a broken heart. He was angry at himself for falling this far.

His friends hadn't been back in his room either. They'd left him like he'd told them too, and now Kai felt like he'd wanted at least Tala to be brave enough to stay with him. It wasn't like he could do anything to him if he did stay to comfort him. Kai was at his lowest and wouldn't have been able to do anything about it except send empty threats to the red haired boy. But that seemed to always be enough to send someone away. Kai was always giving people empty threats so they'd back down, and so far no one had questioned him. He sometimes wished he didn't have this power to make people instantly fear or hate him without question. Maybe if people were brave enough to challenge him without being hateful he'd let them learn more about him. The only person that had managed to get close enough to Kai without acting like he hated him, even once, was Tala. But even Tala wasn't willing to force himself to say and try and comfort Kai.

And maybe that was the reason for this whole mess Kai now felt he was in. Maybe if he'd been a little more open to people, especially Ray who'd been almost as nice to him as Tala was, they wouldn't feel the need to leave him all the time. Either way Kai looked at his situation, it was his fault. He could have been more open to Ray, a better friend, nicer. He even could have been a harder caption and refused to let his team go home to their friends and families, but he knew that idea wasn't the best. They'd been gone from everyone so long after all.

Kai stood up from his bed and steadied himself on his wobbly legs while clutching his head. He walked carefully over to his bedrooms connected bathroom, and closed the door facing the mirror. Kai steadied himself with one hand on the sink, the other still on his head, as he saw just how bad he looked. His eyes were very red and puffy, and his nose was running. Along with that, he had tear streaks down his face from tears that hadn't escaped his eyes before he sat up. Kai glared at his reflection and turned away from it heading for the shower. He turned the taps on to a high heat and undressed as he waited for the water to warm. He needed this hot shower to think and feel better.

The shower suddenly got slightly colder and Kai growled at the fact he'd just used up the last of the hot water. He'd been in the shower for over an hour, and he still wasn't feeling much better. But he supposed it was for the best that he got out. His hands were starting to look like raisins, and the other boys wouldn't be too happy once they found out he used up all their water. If they were even awake. Kai didn't know what time it was. He hadn't bothered to look at his clock before entering his bathroom, but he was sure it was early morning now since he'd broken down later in the night.

He got out of the shower and dried himself off. He didn't bother to wrap a towel around himself before he went back into his room because it was attached. Kai spent a few minutes looking through his clothes before just throwing on a pair of sweatpants and sweater. He didn't feel much like going out today anyways. When he was finished dressing he grabbed the letter that was still sitting on his bed where he'd been laying, and tore it in half. Then he continued to rip the paper into little pieces, making himself feel slightly better with each tare. Kai didn't know why, but somehow violence to the paper seemed to sooth him.

When he was done Kai took all the little pieces and threw them into his garbage can that was by his small beyblade work station. He let out a soft sigh as the peaces fell like light snow into the garbage, and then turned towards his bedroom door. He'd been in his room much too long, and he was sure his friends were worried about him. Not that they were likely to be up yet at four in the morning during vacation. But Kai was feeling a little hungry, and he was sure if he at least left a small mess for them they'd feel better when they woke up knowing he'd been out of his room.

Kai made his way slowly down to the kitchen where he hoped to find some leftovers in the fridge so he didn't have to put much effort into making anything. As he got closer, though, the sound of someone talking quickly and quietly became more apparent. Kai hesitated at the door. He didn't know if he wanted to go in the kitchen with someone else in it. But in the end hunger made the decision for him. At least if it was Tala he'd have someone to talk to, and if it wasn't the person probably wouldn't bug while he was in a bad mood anyways.

When the kitchen door opened it revealed the one person Kai felt like he wanted to talk to the most at the moment, Tala. Kai entered the kitchen and closed the door behind him unnoticed by the red haired boy pacing the room and talking to himself quickly and quietly in Russian. Kai didn't pay much attention to what Tala was saying. He just made his way quietly to the fridge and opened it making the other boy in the room jump at the sudden light in the otherwise extremely dark kitchen.

Kai closed the fridge door after picking out a plastic container of something he hadn't really guessed or looked to see what was in it. But he decided that anything was better than nothing right now. He put the container in the microwave to warm it up, feeling eyes watching him as he did, before he turned to Tala with his arms crossed staring back at him. "What the hell happened to you Kai?" Tala asked mouth slightly open. Kai raised an eyebrow at him.

"What do you mean?" he asked as Tala went and finally turned on a light.

"You never wear anything like that, and when you do wear your sweatpants it's because you're going to work out. You're not thinking of going to work out, are you?" Tala asked Kai as he walked over to him staying a few feet away. Kai shook his head.

"I wasn't going to go anywhere today," he told his best friend.

"So you're just cold than?" Tala asked him. Kai didn't answer. "Well the only other explanation is that letter put you in a really bad mood," Tala said crossing his arms and pouting slightly. Kai felt his eyes get a little watery, and his vision began to blur. He turned away from Tala taking deep breathes to calm himself before the microwave went off. He took his food out, which turned out to be chicken, grabbed a fork and knife, and headed out the kitchen door Tala following him.

The two boys entered the living room where Kai took a seat on the couch and brought his feet up. On any other day he would have been polite enough to eat in the dining room at the table, but he didn't feel up to doing much of the things he normal did. Tala took a seat beside Kai on the couch looking down at his hands that he was fidgeting with. He was obviously struggling with trying to figure out something to say to Kai, and Kai truthfully didn't know what to say either after kicking him out of his room when he was only trying to help.

They continued to sit there in silence while Kai ate. When he was done he put his dish on the small coffee table in front of the couch, and leaned back with a sigh. Tala looked up from his hands, which were still in his lap, and took a quiet deep breath. He didn't like the awkward silence they were now in, so he was going to have to force himself to break it. "Hey, Kai," Tala started. Kai glanced over at him and Tala looked back at his hands. "Um, you know you can talk to me about it if you want, I'm here for you..." he told him trailing off. Tala didn't really want to bring up the letter he'd seen Kai reading, since he didn't really seem eager to talk about it. But Tala needed to let him know that he didn't have to deal with whatever was in the letter by himself.

Kai sat looking at Tala. He didn't really know what to say back to his friend. What he really wanted to do, on the inside, was bring everything stirring around in his head out into the open. He wanted to tell Tala everything. He wanted Tala to comfort him like he was trying to do when he first noticed something was wrong. But Kai wasn't like that. He couldn't just force all his hurt onto another person. He didn't like when people worried about him, and he hated the fact that he wasn't able to hide his weakness from Tala or the others. He hated that he'd decided to open the letter right away just because it had Ray's name on it instead of waiting to open it in his room. He felt like a weak idiot, and he didn't like it.

Tala looked back at Kai after a few moments of silence. "Kai?" he asked with a concerned tone and look on his face. Kai looked away from him with a slight scowl on his face as he noticed his eyes were getting misty again. He hated this. He couldn't believe what a few simple words had done to him. A few simple words that didn't really mean anything at all to the person who'd wrote them. "Kai, are you ok?" Tala asked sounding slightly panicked. This was the first time that Kai knew of, that Tala had seen him crying. Even if it was just a few tears that wouldn't stay back, and rolled down his face. Kai was always acting tough around other people. He always acted like he didn't care about anyone or anything. He did it to hide his hurt, so for Tala to see him as weak as he was a shock.

Kai felt movement from beside him on the couch and he looked over. Tala had moved in closer to him. He was now sitting on Kai's feet warming them slightly. He brought a hand up to Kai's face reaching for his tears as if they were something new to him. Kai brushed Tala's hand away before he'd reached his face and wiped his tears himself with the sleeve of his sweater sniffing. Tala frowned slightly and rested his head on Kai's shoulder. "You'll be ok, won't you Kai?" Tala asked closing his eyes to hold back a few tears himself. He hated to see his friend hurting like this, especially when he always acted so strong. But that was it. It was just an act and Tala always knew that. That's why he always tried his best to be a good friend to Kai. He always tried to do things to make Kai's life a little easier. And he always knew that Kai wouldn't be able to keep his act up forever, and his walls would come down eventually. So Tala had promised himself and Kai, without really telling him, that he'd be there for him when they did come down. He promised silently that when Kai finally couldn't take it anymore he'd try to make everything better. That's why he wasn't going to leave Kai alone like this no matter how much he tried to act tough now and push him away, because Tala knew Kai couldn't handle things on his own. He never could. No one could ever handle everything on their own.

Kai took a deep breath and let out a quiet sigh before wrapping his arms around his red hair friend. "Yeah, I'll be fine," Kai told him his voice cracking a little. Tala shook his head slowly.

"You're lying," he mumbled. His eyes were getting heavy from the lack of sleep he had from being up worrying about Kai.

"No," Kai told him yawning. He was tiered too from staying up crying.

"Yeah you are," Tala said forcing out a little chuckle as he drifted to sleep in Kai's comfortable arms.

"Hn," was Kai's reply as a tear escaped his eye again.