Could be one-shot don't know yet, tell me if I should carry on, please keep in mind this is also my first one-shot.

Thanks let the show go on!

Oh right I don't own beyblade, sorry almost forgot.

For the past week I wasted here in this hell hole of a world, my world was turned upside down and back again.

I watched as people were greeting and saying goodbyes, I watched as children played with the siblings and parents.

I wonder across the fields and forests looking for something I am unable to find, I'm looking for the family that I lost so many years ago.

Only to find more lies and more pain on the way instead.

I can't remember the last time I saw them, my mother my father and Freedom, my dog.

I cannot tell of what ache that is inside of me, a hole is inside of me, missing pieces to my puzzle are lost.

I only can remember that my mother always smelled of flowers, her garden was her sanctuary from the world, when my father smelled of paint, from his workshop.

And Freedom, he was stained with the smell of mud and clay in our pottery collection, and I?

I smelled of peppermint, stained on my carpet, in my clothes.

I remember the days when we'd sit and out scent would combine to create a whole new one.

But I don't remember what it was like, how they looked.

I stand here now, wondering whether I'll ever smell that way again.

I walk down the roads, only to see family's share laughter, happiness.

I miss that, I'm scared I'll never feel it again.

I imagine a car in the driveway of Tyson's house, I enter.

Inside is my team, my friends, there are two other people, no wait three, a small child, a young boy.

He's sat on the man's lap, the lady smiling up at me.

That is how I want them to find me, to come and look for me, to remember they have a son.

But all I see is my team, my friends and an empty place where I wished to see them, come to take me home, to take me and love me.

No one notices I enter, no one knows I'm even there.

I want them to notice me, to acknowledge my presence.

But no one looks up and I head to the dojo.

My bags are packed, I'm ready to go.

Time to go back from where I came from, nowhere.

Their taking me back to Russia, to finish my schooling, to go see my old life.

I place my jacket on, I wash my paint off, and I stare at myself, I look normal, but if you look closely you can see the scars.

I'm ready and so are they; we're going to the airport now.

I about to board the plane, they say goodbyes, I watch as Kenny begins to cry.

I wish I didn't have to leave, to have to back to the world that I came from, but all good things have to come to an end.

Mr Dickinson is coming with, he sits next to me, and we are silent.

I stare out onto the world I have come to love, he tells me everything will be alright, I tell myself, for you maybe.

We then land; I fell asleep during the flight.

I am sleepy, it's snowing here, and it's cold, I take my luggage and Mr Dickinson leads me to some people.

A lady and a man, Mr Dickinson said there were some people that wanted to look after me while I'm here, like a foster home I guess.

I'm introduced to James and Riley.

I shake his hand, he's got a strong grip, I'm sure I've seen him from somewhere though, but where?

The lady, Riley gets me in a hug, she smells of roses, of flowers.

I then know, I stare at them and feel tears in my eyes and I grab her more tightly and embrace her more closely.

"I missed

you mama, papa"

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