Chapter I
Sleep Hiwatari, Sleep.
~*~* Thanks to my friend Gina H for helping me (She does the slushy parts too), bless I don't know what I would do without her. Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade yet, even thought I tried to over throw the Biovolt without much luck ~*~*
The old man glared at her and leaned forward, steeping his fingers and looking over them at the slender young woman who was currently leaning against the edge of his desk.
Her long raven hair held in a lose ponytail across her toned back. Her deep blue dazzling eyes glistened in the light like a wave on the seashore with the fiery auburn flames flickering in the reflection; she paid little attention to the towering figure sat behind her. He growled in a low tone at her ignorance and stared on into the flames of passion mounted in the fireplace.
He pushed a note to her hip. She stared at him blankly before sighing deeply.
"Go on take it, you deserve the truth. It's about."
Raine's trembling hand picked up the tatty note that lay on the overly large oak wood desk. She read each word with a tear rolling down her rosy red cheeks. A tear hit the letter like a waterfall against rocks. She dropped the note. It's fluttering from fell to the hard steel floor as she let out a small cry out loud.
Voltaire leaned back in his chair with a content smile upon his frail old lips. "So what do you think of your dear Kai now?"
Her glimmering eyes bared a hazy sliver stream of tears but they remained their cold, emotionless gaze. Voltaire walked over to Raine, her trembling body edged away Voltaire but her hands seemed weak against his stronger frame. He held her wrists gently Raine stared into his big beady black eyes. For some forgiving moments she began to realize the good inside of his cold heart.
He stared at Raine's wondering eyes with care but also with vengeance. "You understand my reasoning now?"
"But Kai." She shuttered. Her tone was nothing but below a whisper.
"You know what you must do," He sighed holding the blader tightly to his slightly warm body.
She nodded her head in agreement slowly. Repeating his words over and over in her head like a broken record.
"I know, what I must do." She muttered letting Voltaire's strong musky scent overwhelm her senses.
"But will you do it?"
"I must," She sighed pulling away from his tightened grip.
"Where are you going?" He demanded firmly
"I need to clear my head," She sighed, slamming his heavy brazen office doors behind her.
~*~* Thanks to my friend Gina H for helping me (She does the slushy parts too), bless I don't know what I would do without her. Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade yet, even thought I tried to over throw the Biovolt without much luck ~*~*
The old man glared at her and leaned forward, steeping his fingers and looking over them at the slender young woman who was currently leaning against the edge of his desk.
Her long raven hair held in a lose ponytail across her toned back. Her deep blue dazzling eyes glistened in the light like a wave on the seashore with the fiery auburn flames flickering in the reflection; she paid little attention to the towering figure sat behind her. He growled in a low tone at her ignorance and stared on into the flames of passion mounted in the fireplace.
He pushed a note to her hip. She stared at him blankly before sighing deeply.
"Go on take it, you deserve the truth. It's about."
Raine's trembling hand picked up the tatty note that lay on the overly large oak wood desk. She read each word with a tear rolling down her rosy red cheeks. A tear hit the letter like a waterfall against rocks. She dropped the note. It's fluttering from fell to the hard steel floor as she let out a small cry out loud.
Voltaire leaned back in his chair with a content smile upon his frail old lips. "So what do you think of your dear Kai now?"
Her glimmering eyes bared a hazy sliver stream of tears but they remained their cold, emotionless gaze. Voltaire walked over to Raine, her trembling body edged away Voltaire but her hands seemed weak against his stronger frame. He held her wrists gently Raine stared into his big beady black eyes. For some forgiving moments she began to realize the good inside of his cold heart.
He stared at Raine's wondering eyes with care but also with vengeance. "You understand my reasoning now?"
"But Kai." She shuttered. Her tone was nothing but below a whisper.
"You know what you must do," He sighed holding the blader tightly to his slightly warm body.
She nodded her head in agreement slowly. Repeating his words over and over in her head like a broken record.
"I know, what I must do." She muttered letting Voltaire's strong musky scent overwhelm her senses.
"But will you do it?"
"I must," She sighed pulling away from his tightened grip.
"Where are you going?" He demanded firmly
"I need to clear my head," She sighed, slamming his heavy brazen office doors behind her.