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kris the ninja pirate
Author of 7 Stories

Rated: T - English - Drama/Angst - Kai H. & Tala - Reviews: 12 - Updated: 03-06-09 - Published: 04-18-08 - id:4205361

Kris: I know! It’s been really REALLY Long since an update….So, if any of you guys still want it. Here’s an update.

Warnings: Cursing, Up in rating for later chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade.

(()) Flashbacks.

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Anton, I need to speak with you. Privately.” Anton followed the young doctor out of the room, into the semi-empty hallway.

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Staring down into his drink Anton sighed, the cold light from the TV flickering in the dark room. It was late, about two in the morning. Anton couldn’t sleep, the news that he heard today, was still ringing fresh in his ears.

((The doctor stared Anton in the eyes. His lips pressed into a thin line.

Anton, he almost died today.”

The words echoed in his ears leaving him stunned.

Wh…What?” Anton’s voice laced with disbelief.

Anton, We’ve both knew that some thing like this could happen. And now that it has. We have to do some thing about it. Or he could hurt himself again, or someone else.” The doctors eyes stared hard at the distressed father in front of him.

Do you remember the place I told you about a year ago?”

A year ago? Oh yeah, he remembered that’s when Julia left them. When Kai got worse. The same year Kai tried to kill himself. How could he not remember the talk they had.

I remember. But, do you really think Kai needs something like that?”

Biting his lip, Rei wrote down a number and name on a piece of paper and handed it to Anton.

Here, call them. Just check it out. I really think it’ll be good for him.”

Looking down at the paper that Rei had handed him. He read ‘Silvichkar mental hospital’))

A mental hospital! His son, in a crazy house. It’s not like the thought hasn’t crossed his mind before. But he didn’t think Kai was that bad. He had always thought Kai would get better with time. Not the other way around.

Sitting back in his chair, Anton ran a hand through his already messy hair. Pulling at some strands. A bad habit he did when stressed out.

It was such a hard thing to grasp. That something that he’d only seen on those day time soaps, it was happening to him. That his son was mental, and that he was completely helpless. All he could do was sign him off the Doctors to pump more and more drugs into his system, hopping that some new cocktail will help Kai get better.

With everyb drug Kai went on. The more closed off he became. They always gave him some new wonder drug that would suck the life out of the already lifeless boy. He used to walk into Kai’s room and find pills hidden all over the room. Stuffed into boxes and drawers. He’s even found pills tossed out the window, being eaten by the birds.

He remembered when he would have to watch Kai like a hawk to make sure he took all his medication. That didn’t last long. He stopped right after Kai threw the chair against the wall.

Sighing to himself. He would have to go visit Kai tomorrow. He hoped his son will look better this time around. (1)

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Moving through the busy halls of the hospital. Anton walked to Kai’s room. He has been in the hospital for three days now. He was awake, but not eating. He just spent all day, whispering to him self, muttering. Anton didn’t like that one bit.

Coming up through Kai’s door, Anton felt his heart clench again. Kai was just sitting there. On the light blue hospital bed. Hair tossed every which way. Eyes blank, unheard words flowing from his mouth, arms twitching at his side.

“Kai? How are you buddy?” Sitting on the edge by his son. Kai turned his head to the side. Looking at Anton, but seeing right through him.

“Kai, um.. Hilary should be coming by soon. She’s been worried about you.”

Silence.

Giving up the one sided conversation. Anton looked around the room. Pale yellow walls. A small t.v. in the high corner of the room. Windows looking out onto to the hospitals parking lot.

Giving the boy in the bed a once over. He looked like he crawled out the basement of a house that was burned down 20 years ago, not only did his hair look like it had been caught in a windstorm. But the dark bags under his sons eyes gave way to the thought that he most likely hasn’t slept since waking up three days before. Shivers racing down his body even though the room was at a descent temperature in the room. Lips moving at a god like speed, but the words seem to lose themselves on the way out.

After two hours, staring at his son trying to talk to him, Anton Left. He couldn’t stay longer, even if he wanted. He had somewhere to go in an hour.

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Taking his time with the drive out of town, not wanting to get closer to where he was going. Dread filled his gut as he came closer to the destination. Inwardly shaking, he never thought he would be here. Sighing as large red letter greeted him from the lot, he read ‘Silvichkar Metal Hospital’.

His visit with Kai earlier that morning was enough to make him call the place. But he convinced himself that he was only going to check it out, nothing more.

Walking in, Anton stared. The walls were a clean white color, calming music was in the background. Nurses and doctors all rushing around, with sweet smiles on their faces giving him a nod as they passed him, and each other.

“Hello sir? May I help you?” A young nurse came up. Her light brown hair falling out of her pony tail, her large chocolate eyes stared at him in question.

“Umm, Hi… I’m here to see a Doctor……. Lewie?” Reading the name off the paper Rei gave him. “It’s about my son.” Not looking the nurse in the eyes. But staring at the hanging plant off in the distance above her head.

“Oh! You must be Mr. Hiwitari. You’re the Doctor’s Three o clock. Please follow me.” She smiled while leading Anton through a long hallway, the nurse giggled to herself the whole time. Smiling and winking at the Doctors as they walked by.

The nurse lead him into a large office. A dark oak deck, with red leather chairs, and a high end computer. But the thing that stood out the most, were the awards hung on the walls. Best doctor, greatest mind in medicine, and even some from the Army research division. This man knows his trade.

“Take a seat, the Doctor will be here in just a moment. He’s with a patient right now.”

“Than-“ But he was cut off by the nurses pager going off.

“I have to go. Have a seat” And she rushed out of the room.

Not two minutes after Anton sat down, the doctor walked in. Doctor Lewie was a tall older man. Black hair lightening with grays. A well trimmed beard. Brown Eyes full of self worth.

“Ah, you must be Mr. Hiwitari. It’s good to meet you. I’m Doctor Lewie.” Holding out an old hand to Anton. A small sweet smile on the mans face.

“So, I know how hard it is for you to come here. But I’m confident we can help you get over any problem you might have.” He said as he sat down in his chair and picked up a file in front of him.

“Umm, I’m here about my son. Not me.” Surely this man read Kai’s file? He was the highest recommended by everyone in all of Japan!

“Oh, Oh yes! I see.” Lewie smiled at Anton. “Well if you follow me, I’ll show you around the hospital, so you can see what we have to offer.”

Leading Anton through the long narrow hallways of the hospital. Lewie named off the doctors as they passed them, and answered any questions the other doctors had.

“The doctors here are the best in the world, I have hand picked everyone on my staff. So I have full confidence that everyone here will do their best to help your son. And we have great programs that slowly ease the patients back into society.” The doctor droned on. Anton trying his hardest to pay attention, he was just too nervous about thinking of sending his son to this place. No matter how nice it is.

Walking through an old red door, Anton looked around. The new room there were rows and rows of folding chairs, that was placed in front of an old broken t.v. set.

“This is one of the many common rooms the hospital has. All the patients who are healthy enough can come in here and interact with one another. We try to keep the room in better shape, but even though these patients are better. They still like to mess with the room. We are working on this. Ahh, here are some patients now.” Lewie waved at three boys in the far back of the room.

All three of them stared at the man for a minute. Before slowly raising out of their seats and walking over.

The smallest reached them fist, light blonde hair falling in his face, childish blue eyes looking up at him.

The tallest reached them next only a head smaller then Anton, light purple hair blocking his eyes from view. Thin shoulders under a blazer tensed as he sized the new guy up. Hands clenching and unclenching by his side.

A tall red head was the last to come up, unblinking ice blue eyes stared at Anton. A pale hand twitching by his side.

Lewie smiled at the boys. “These boys are some of the shinning examples of how well our institution works.” Moving to grab the red head by the shoulders, ignoring the sour look on the child’s face. “This young man here has been with us for a few years now. And each year gets better and better.” Giving the boy’s shoulders a squeeze as he smiled up at Anton.

Shooing off the rest of the boys. Lewie moved out of the common area of the hospital. Still dragging the red head with him. Leading them both through long hallway after long hallway.

‘Wow’ Anton thought to himself as he glanced around all the rooms ‘This looks so much bigger on the inside then outside.’

He saw the boy tense as they passed another doctors rushing about the narrow passage way. All the doctors here were quiet, Well, almost all of them. Lewie chatted away like there was no care in the world, pointing out odd facts about the building and programs the hospital had to offer.

“And here is where some of out more ‘out of control’ patients stay. Until we cure them of course.”

The group stops at a small unmarked door. The light peach colored paint was freshly applied giving the hallway a chemical smell. Lewie pulled open the door with a creak, pushing the red hair child inside, giving orders in another language to the people inside. Shutting the down Lewie flashed a smile at Anton.

“Time for the boy’s therapy.” Leaving it at that.

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Pulling at the blanket draped over his body. Kai groaned, who ever tucked him in while he was asleep did it to tight! Kicking at the stubborn covers, he finally got free. Pushing his feet to the cold floor of his hospital room. A shiver ran up his spine as the room started spinning around him. When the room finally can to a stand still, Kai padded slowly to the door. He never liked hospitals or doctors, they always asked to many questions, ones that he didn’t want to answer.

Pulling open the door, Kai stepped into the hall. The bright lights causing a blinding eerie look on everything in the large hall.

Now, which way is out? Moving down the left side of the hall, Kai stayed close to the wall. Trying to blend in with the paint. Sneaking his way around the nurses and doctors who walked passed him. Kai made his way past the crowd.

Sighing to himself Kai felt relief, he was almost out of this God damn place!

Hearing voices coming down the hall. Kai froze his eyes widening in fear, why were there voices!? He hadn’t seen anyone in the hallway for over ten minutes! They must have found him missing from his room.

Eyes darted back and fourth, he panicked as he searched for some where closed off so he can hide from the unwanted eyes.

The voices got louder, the sound of footsteps now joining in the noise. Panic gripped his heart, and clouded his head. Kai franticly searched for a way out. All the doors were locked and the windows to high for him to get.

Falling to his knees. Kai felt the world around him start to spin again. Pressure building in his head, Kai felt himself cry out. Tearing at the ground with his nails, hoping it would sallow him whole.

Blood, why does he smell blood? Why does his hands hurt? What is going on!?

The voices suddenly stop, the footsteps were no longer coming. Only the cold buzz from the lights above him.

A light touch of a hand was placed on Kai’s thin shoulder pulling the poor boy to his feet. There were whispers in his ears. All asking the same thing ‘Are you alright?’ Kai felt himself get pulled along by who ever was guiding him. Eyes closed tight, clueless to the world around him, all he could do was cry. Tears falling down his face, dripping on to his hospital gown as they moved him. One hand clenched over his heart and the other holding his head. Why did it hurt so much? Why did it feel like some one was squeezing him, trying to steal his life away? He held on tighter, trying to keep his heart in his body.

Kai felt himself getting placed gently onto something soft like a cloud. Keeping his eyes closed tight, Kai curled himself into a ball. The last of his resolve crumbling away. Loud screams tore from Kai’s lips, tears falling in an almost constant stream. Trying to block out all the worried whispers, the ‘caring’ touches. He just wanted to cry, why couldn’t they let him do that?! Why were they trying to make him feel better. He didn’t want to be okay, he just wanted to cry.

Kai felt the all to familiar prick of a needle in his arm. He tried to swallow the sound of his weeping but he knew sleep was coming. He smiles when the edges of his vision starts to go dark. The black creeps its way through all of Kai’s eyesight. Masking the world away from him calming him down.

The doctor sighed heavily, they had gotten Kai to calm down. Though it took a heavy sedative to do so.

“Nurse” The doctor called to one of the few people left in the room. “Take him down to the psych ward please?” Sighing again, the doctor looked at the sleeping teen. “Poor kid.”

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Pulling against the arms that held him. Tala tried to tear away at the gas mask was placed over his face.

Day after day, they would do this. And, day after day Tala would fight till he couldn’t stand. They poke at him with needles, pushed him to the brink, just see how many times they can test his limits until he breaks.

Tala groaned as he was pushed onto a hard body shaped table his limbs being tied down to the cold suffice his body spread eagle, the doctors hovering over his body. Sticking cords and monitors into his arms and chest. The mask started fogging up as the gas was turned on.

“Now Tala, when you start to feel tired, tell us.” One of the doctors taps the mask. “This will make you tired. So don’t fight it.”

He felt the world start to dimming around him. Tala pulled at the restraints holding his arms and legs down. Like hell were they going to put him to sleep!

Fucking bustards!

Tala felt his arms getting heavier. Pushing against the bands holding him down more.

“Now now Tala, how can we help you if you keep fighting us?” A nameless Doctor drawled on.

White dots danced across his vision. He couldn’t move his limbs anymore.

“…Fuck…You…” He whispered as his eyes closed, the gas seeping into his lungs, putting him into a deep and dreamless sleep.

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A lavender haired boy was pacing back a fourth in the narrow hall way. Tala had been taken away by the doctor almost an hour ago! How long do they need to beat sense into a kid?!

Bryan ran a shaky hand through his already messy hair. He couldn’t help but feel worried, what if the doctors found out about Tala trying to break out? What would they do to him?

“Bryan? Where did Tala go?”

Bryan turned his head to start at the young boy sitting in the room with him. The boy’s light blonde hair falling over his sad blue eyes.

“Is Tala coming back?”

Sighing out loud, Bryan sat next to the boy. Places a pale hand on the thin shoulder, and pulled him into a hug. He loved the kid, but he was just to damn innocent for this place. “I don’t know Maxie. But he if does, you can be sure he’ll get punched for making us worry.” Leaning down to kiss the top of the boy’s head and ran his fingers over silky blonde hair. “Come on Max, let’s go watch some t.v.”

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Kris: Well! There you go. I know it was small for such a long wait. But, damn life for getting in the way. It’s hard writing when you gotta deal with so much crap.

(1) All of Antons thoughts on The drugs come straight from my sister. Who…been just about on every kind of medication out there. So, thanks for helping me out there sis! Love ya, even though you’re messed up. XP



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