A week and three days until the end of school! So happy!

And I can finnally write on here for today!

Right so, I guess I should write something.

Umm..... I have no idea.

Ooh!

Entry One:

So... apparently we have to write things in a journal to make us calmer.  Xander's granddad gave us these. We each now have one, which must have been expensive. These are nice. 

But I still don't like this.

Becasue I enjoy dramatics, my name is Ukyo Ibuki: Shadow Walker, Xander Shakadera's left-hand man, and-- okay, so man is an exaggeration. 

I suppose I should write something other than who I am.

So... today, Valt and co. came. I especially enjoy those days. They're all so jumpy, even more so when a strange blue haired shadow taps them on the back, or drops ice down their collar. Okay, so that prank's rare, reserved for Yugo. To survive me, he had to develop razor senses, along with training to be a samurai. 

Anyways, they started with battling, and this time, Shu came too. I really wanted to talk to him, because he hadn't been the same since he became Red-eye. He's twice as agile now, fast enough to rival Xander, and nearly as powerful. But his hands trembled whenever he held a beyblade, the fire that all bladers had was completely gone. Shu was completely depressed, a shadow of who he should have been.

Yet a slight spark entered his eyes when he entered the dojo.

Valt, as always, tried to break all of our ears. "GOOD TO BE BACK!!!" he announced.

Everyone else was more reserved, but just as happy. Daigo was excited as Valt, but even more wary. I had maybe developed a habit of seeing how high he could jump after a scare. He held the record of hitting the dojo roof. Honcho was talking to Yugo, and Shu was standing at the back, looking quiet, reserved, nervous. Xander approached him quickly, and I followed.

"Shu," he said cheerfully, though I could tell that was the last thing he was. "How's it going?"

"Good," Shu replied, glancing off to the side.

Liar.

Xander repeated my sentiments, and he sighed. "Fine. I can't really explain it, I guess. Ever since Valt broke the possession, I've been thinking. Way too much than should be expected of a sane person, but who's talking?" He let out a weak laugh. "I'm scared of myself, of everything. I came here to accompany Valt, but actually, to talk to you. You're my age, but as Red Eye, I was really cruel to you. H-How did you react when Red Eye beat you?"

That seemed pretty interesting. He referred to himself in third person, and acted like that was a different person. Also, the thing about possessiion? I'd have to grind Xander for details later.

God, my spelling is awful.

"I was annoyed, but I can take a hit." Xander clapped a hand over his shoulder. "Come on. Why don't we do something else? You clearly need to take your mind off everything?"

Shu's head tilted. "Of course."

What's wrong with him? I still respect him, of course, but he's struggling to cope.

I'm a curious ninja, and a great lover of mysteries. 

And I want to know why.

Entry 2:

So, I grilled Xander for details.

He got annoyed with me for easedropping, but forgave me quickly.

"you need to keep this confedential," he told me, "becasue I need your help. I don't have any experience with this stuff."

He told me what was going on, and I almost wished I hadn't asked. Shu had become Red Eye because he couldn't cope with failing to beat Lui and breaking a promise to his best friend at the same time. He went around, more power-hungry than Lui, destroying the top bladers. Eventually, Lui tracked him down and kicked his butt.

Then, through a long, painful process, he merged his body with Spryzen, giving over to pure rage.

Valt freed him, beating Spryzen and saving Shu from himself.

Apparently, Shu's been struggling to focus on classes, could barely battle anymore, and was having difficulty speaking to people.

Basically, what we call, a problem.

"This is why I need your help," Xander told me. "Shu's still there, and he wants to return to normal. But I can't help him. You, though... you went through something like that."

I winced. I hate  remembering that part of me. The part that was the reason I could stick to shadows and never be noticed.

I used to fight as well as I could in every battle, becoming so good, even Xnader had trouble beating me. 

Then, I lost.

That's not what hit me so hard. It was because I lost on purpose, then buckets of cold insults were poured on top of my wound.

I hated the whole world. I traveled, learning more skills and mastering them, leaving the person I was behind. Becoming like Shu.

And then Yugo beat me, and I couldn't speak to anyone for a long time. Martial arts was a hard skill to learn, beyblade even harder, and I was destroyed at both. All my efforts just to be ruined by a Shirosagi.

One day, I got up, wondered why I stared aimlessly at the wall all day. I came to practice, doing everything I did before, and over the course of a year, rebuilt myself.

That pain couldn't have been half as bad as the Kurenai's.

"He's my friend. Even though Red Eye tried to destroy everything, Shu's still my friend." Seeing my hesitation while my thoughts ran through me, he knelt. "Please."

Why are you kneeling, Shakadera? You're twice as good as me, to care for someone who hurt you.

"I would help him either way, Xander." I awkwardly fiddled with my hair. "Stop bowing, it's a bit weird."

He sighed with relief. "Thank you."

Entry 3:

So.. I talked with Shu.

He was fighting himself the whole time we spoke. After a few minutes, he nearly broke down. 

I told him about what Xander said, and this was more or less his response.

"I can't breathe anymore. When Lui beat me for the third time, my heart stopped beating. Completely stopped. I was dead for a full minute. When I was alive again, I was in the water. And when Valt beat me, I actually felt something inside me die. That was the evil side of Spryzen, but it took so much of me with it." He sighed. "Forget it, this is more cliche than the clichest story."

"It's fine," I told him. "You seem dead. If you don't want to continue, that's fine."

I'm weird. I know nothing about therapistness, but I was doing my best. No judgement peeps.

"I still feel dead. I hold perfectly still and every time I blink, I see Lui smiling and wonder why I'm still here."

"Here?"

"Alive. Why?" his body trembled slightly. "Why can't it just leave me alone?"

I considered that. "Something about the brain replaying fear and stuff. There are ways to ignore it and layer memories on top of it. Honestly, the best way-- and you're going to hear this a lot-- but you need to face it. Decide that you did all you can, and try to make new memories. Eventually, they won't disappear, but they'll go away."

Crimson eyes met his. "Does it really work?" He seemed so far from teh unbeatable beyblade master, and more like an innocent kid.

"It worked for me."

Entry 4:

Right, so this journal has been a huge downer. I guess I'd better tell you waht happened.

 The next time Valt and co. visited, Shu was back to normal.

OHMYGOD THAT WAS SO FAST TWOMONTHSONLY?NOWAYNOHOW THATS SONOTPOSSIBLE!

He gave me a rare smile, even though I was hidden in a tree. Shu spoke quickly to Valt, and he nodded, moving on.

"Ukyo."

I did not expect this. I jumped down, landing behind him. "Yes?" I whispered in his ear. Now that he wasn't in such an emotionally delicate state, I could scare him all I wanted.

"Argg!"He jumped a foot. "Please don't do that."

I leaned agains the tree. "So... how'd it go?"

"Very well." the light was back in his eyes, and I deduced it was the truth. "You literally saved my life. I can't do much to thank you, so..."

He tugged a tiny wrapped package from his pocket. "Here."

It took guts to give me a present, especially because I look like a girl. And because Wakiya.

"Thank you," I said. I was honestly surprised. I didn't expect a gift.

He smiled, then disappeared. "No problem," he whispered from behind me.

That was the most terrifying thing ever.

--When I had free time later, I unwrapped the package.

It was an earring.

Huh.

For my first birthday at the dojo, Xander, Yugo, and Quon each gave me an earring.  The next day, I was wearing the new gold one.

I can't remember why I decided on the significance of the earring, but I thought it felt like a second chance.

Well, that's the end of the depressing stuff. Maybe I'll write in this journal again, but I don't think Shu or I wants to remember these months.

Or maybe I'll read it again and go over my spelling errors. They're truly awful.

--

Robin here! So, yea, I was bored today and I considered what Shu would have felt after a tramautic self-influenced experience like that, and wondered the different ways and the probability of someone ending up like him. Really, it's extremely probable, and I can see how people can relate to season two.

Anyways, comment if you want me to do a journal entry again. ANd this wil l go throug my next

Robin out!