Hi Kick-Flare here, with another story, dedicated to my favourite anime
series: Beyblade. I do not own Beyblade or it's characters, but I do own
Harmony (shadow), Tanya (oracle), Kylie (peanut), Craig (crabby) and any
other characters I add in later, unless I state at the beginning of the chapter.
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have a good couple and reason, definitely no Yuri (female x female)! I must
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medical personnel will most probably be needed. With these rules in mind,
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Rebel's way
For being you
She sat and watched the stars, as they pulsed softly in the inky black night
sky. Her dark ivy green eyes held no warmth, as she glared at the stars.
"Do you think it's true?" An unbroken male voice asked.
"I don't know." She replied, her voice was soft and musical, but held a sour
note of bitter betrayal. The milky white light of moon, which had gracefully
lit their path in the darkness, whitened her bronze hair.
"We still have so much to do." He said, his blue eyes looked like water in
the purest form, while spiked black hair stuck out at odd angles. "But we are
only teenagers, how the hell are supposed to protect the circle, if we can't
even protect ourselves!" He buried his pale, weary face in his ashen grey
palms. She lowered her gaze to her friend; her face was still turned up to the
sky.
The young teenager cried, silently into his palms, tears ran down his pasty
face, that had once held beauty and strength. He was once well toned,
handsome with a devilish tint, to his once tanned face, that had faded when
he had met her. The two had fallen for each other, she loved him dearly, but
told him, 'I can't love you, not yet. So many sacred spirits need my help,
darkness is fall soon, but this darkness won't ever lift.' He had refused to
believe, until the demon spirits came after her. He had thrust his 'sting'
blade deep into the black creature's heart. It's scream came out thin and
raspy, before it burst into black flames which faded away leaving nothing
but a charcoal mess at his feet. From that day forward he had swore to
protect her and help the sacred spirits. But his princely exterior had suffered;
he had lost the handsome features during a fight that nearly killed him. Scars
now marred his body and face, some were so deep that they had healed
wrong and had gone all red and puckered up. She rose gracefully to her feet,
and settled herself in his awaiting arms.
"Why do you still love me?" He said gruffly as he nuzzled against her
frosted white neck, pressing loving and passionate kisses in the hollow of
her neck.
"For being you." She replied playing with fuzzy black hair that covered the
nape of his neck. A single bird twitted enquiringly to the couple, she smiled
softly as he nipped hungrily at her collarbone. She pecked his cheek, as his
arms tightened around her waist. "We have a long day tomorrow." She said,
and for a moment her expression hardened to one of pure hatred.
"Don't worry then." He mumbled against her neck. He sighed, before
leaning against the cold rock pulling the young teenage girl with him. Using
her left shoulder as a headrest, he drifted into an easy sleep. She watched
him sleep for a few moments before she too succumbed to her tiredness.