Hello there, this is my new story! Beyblade characters in AU-fic in New York. Let see if it turn out good.
BETA: SouthernDragon
Rating: M
Warning: Violence, harsh language, possible character death, alcohol, smoking and sex scenes.
Paring: Kai/Ray. Maybe others.
Disclaimer: Don´t own the characters in this story, only the plot.
"Talking"
`Thinking´
AN: Here we go again: "On with the story…action!"
How do you tell a good story? Well, for starters you use most of your imagination and tell it with such empathy that makes people want to listen to you. But what if the story wasn´t just any story? What if it actually happened? Then maybe it isn´t a good story anymore. Then people might just think it´s sad that one teen have been through such hard times.
Well, you might as well get to know one of the main characters in this story, my name is Ray. And six months ago, I was just a normal school teen with some acrobatic skills. I attended school, I had some good friends and I didn´t think much of the future. I had a normal life; and I'm not telling you this to make it seem like a Spider-man movie. There are no supernatural powers in here. But I'm honest when I say my life will never be the same again. Why? Because I died.
I know that's hard to believe since I'm telling you this story, but it's true. I lost my life. I lost my identity.
I remember it very well...
In a private school not far from Central Park, New York, the bell rang. The students in black and red uniforms acknowledged it and entered the big castle-looking building´s main doors. The large and shiny windows, next to the big doors, was the gym building. In there you could see some students were working hard in their gymnastic field.
"Yo, Ray. Why don´t you take a break?" A blonde kid with blue eyes called out as he was watching the newest student jump on the big trampoline.
"Yeah in a second." He said and made a back flip and landed gracefully on his feet with a grin. "I think I'm getting the hang of it now."
"It didn´t take you long." He said as the raven haired boy jumped down on the floor with a new flip. He gave him a bottle of water that he gratefully took. They sat down near the field where students were jumping over the wooden buck.
"Ray, I´ve been wanting to ask you; is New York different from China?" The blonde asked.
"Very; I'm not used to a civilization like this. But I think I have gotten to know this city pretty good during my stay." He said and took a sip of his water. They looked up as another teen that came running towards the buck and was going to vault over it but lost his balance and fell down on the red carpet flat on his face.
"Tyson!" They yelled and rushed forward to their groaning friend. "Are you alright?"
"I hate gym…" He muttered as the blonde helped him up. "I'm okay, Max." He said and tried to grin before turning to the other. He was wearing the school's gym class uniform like everyone else with black pants and a red T-shirt. On his head he was wearing a red baseball cap which was his own but it did go well with the rest of the uniform.
"You have to teach me some tricks, Ray. I have never seen such a lithe person like you." He said quickly, changing the subject. He knew that most of the people in the hall had seen his fall so he did what he could to save his dignity from his friends.
But the raven teen did not like the typical attention. It was always the same lines and compliments that were thrown at him since he arrived at the school. He knew he was quite good in gymnastic but not as good as they claimed him to be. It had made him more and more embarrassed by each comment given to him.
"C´mon, not you too. I'm nothing special." He said as they were starting to walk out after the teacher's whistle. The gym had been the last lesson for the day.
"You aren't?" Tyson said with a shaking head. "I have never seen anyone better in this field than you. The few things you didn´t know when you arrived you learned in record time!"
"Tyson that is enough, Ray has told you to go easy on those comments." Max said and put his arm around his friend.
"That´s right, Ty, don´t jinx me." The raven agreed with a smile.
"Oh, you mean your scholarship right? Don´t worry I'm sure the principal will give it to you!"
"Tyson!" both Max and Ray said together, making the teen to hush.
The three friends went their separate ways outside of school after waving each other off. The raven haired teen was walking down the side walk, enjoying the nice weather. He was carrying a black bag over his shoulder and his hands were in his jeans pocket in a casual way.
His very long black hair was swaying slightly by his walking movements as it was tied with a simple, orange, hair band. The same material was wrapped around his forehead to keep his bangs from getting in his golden eyes. A tight orange jacket that matched his hair bands was hanging open to reveal a black t-shirt and a golden necklace underneath. The jacket had Chinese signs going down on the sides of his arms and with black baggy jeans.
He would look rather casual on the street if it were not for his foreign appearance. Even for a Chinese teen he had a very special look that was appealing for many others he had come across. Not that he had been interested in relationships of any kind.
He didn´t come all the way from China to find a suitable girl…
He had only been in town for about six months and he was really glad to be there. New York had such possibilities for him since he wanted to compete in gymnastics one day. And his first goal was to get the school´s scholarship. If he didn´t get that he would have to go back to China because he didn´t have the money to pay otherwise.
It was only one day more before he would get the answer from the principal.
He turned into the park to take the quickest way home to his apartment but to also take in the nice view of Central Park.
(In a not so nice part of town)
The door to the cheap motel flew open and the temporarily couple was stumbling inside. A bald-headed and overweight man in a grey striped business suit was laughing in his drunken state while supporting on another slim figure.
"Why did you suggest this slum hole?" He said as he took a full mouth of his green half full bottle, the rest just dropped from his cheek.
"Let's just say I'm not used to the fancy hotels down town, not in my profession." The boy said and let go of the arm. He was wearing a pair of black shorts that was showing most of his legs, and a see through shirt with a small jacket over it that ended above his pierced navel. "But you shouldn´t worry about that because I'm going to take good care of you." He said and pushed the older man on the bed with green sheets before he straddled him.
"You have to make it quick; I have a meeting with the boss in 45 minutes." He said as the redhead was making him to let go of his briefcase on the floor.
"Yes sir."
Ice blue eyes scanned the chest as he was slowly unbuttoning his customer's shirt. The eyes of the man were looking over his slim body as his hands had started to wander. As the shirt was opened the man yanked the younger boy down suddenly and crashed their lips together in a bruising kiss while rolling over. The redhead was almost crushed by the other's weight.
He gripped the neck of the man and pulled his face back and smiled at him with a sparkle in his eyes.
"Want to make this little meeting a little more interesting?" He murmured before he leaned up and started to kiss the man's neck instead.
"What do you mean?" the older asked with closed eyes as leaned into the touch with an approving sigh.
"I have some chains in the bathroom. I'll let you tie me up..." Black eyes flew up at the suggestion.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Go and get them and I'll get ready for you…" He said as he kissed him again. The man kissed back more intensely before leaving the bed. The boy pointed to the other door to the left which the man fallowed but stopped suddenly and turned to his paid ´entertainer´.
"You're not leaving are you?" He asked suspiciously.
"Why would you think that?" The redhead said and slowly started to unbutton his shorts in a tease. "Weren´t you in a hurry?" He asked confidently with a wink.
The man quickly let his questions go and rushed into the other small space.
The smile fell from the teens lip like you turn of a lamp and he quickly took out a small device from his boot. "Kai, you'd better be having a packet of strong chewing gum for me after this or else I will throw up on you." He whispered.
"Yeah, yeah just get on with the plan so you can get out of there." He could hear from the hidden transmitter in his ear.
"Gorgeous, I can´t find any chains!" Was heard from the bathroom.
"In the cabinet." He was really hoping the chains were there or his plan would fail.
He picked up the black briefcase from the floor and put his device on it under the handle where it couldn´t be seen. He had just time enough to get back on the bed as his temporary partner came back out with a victorious grin as he was showing up the chains.
"Found them!"
The redhead grinned back. "Perfect."
Outside a grey van was parked in a dirty ally. A rubin stare was scanning the monitor as the owner was listening through his headset.
"Go." He said calmly and took a sip of his coffee as the door to the van closed on his left side.
"Do you have any idea how dirty things I'm going to do to you?" The man whispered seductively as he tightened the chain around his victim's wrists.
"Nah. Tell me." The read head hissed as he was violently pushed down on the bed, face first and the man was greedily starting to pull at his shirt. "Hey, take it easy!" He tried to call out and felt the air go right out from him as the man lay on top of him again.
"Don't think so, you take charge by the hour." He said and bit down in the teen's neck and stroked his partner's waist while yanked at his pants.
Suddenly a loud bang ruined the moment and the wooden door was cracking slightly by the harsh treatment. "Bitch open up, I know you are in there!"
"That´s my boss." The redhead said as he turned his head to the side and gasped as his costumer caught his lips once more.
"Let him knock. He will leave soon." He whispered and was working on his own belt buckle as the door was slammed open even making a crack in the wall. In came a silver haired guy, wearing jeans, a black shirt and an old leather jacket. His eyes were cold as ice.
"I knew I would find you here you fucking whore! Why didn't you report in after your last job to the boss as you were supposed to?"
"I'm still working boss." The redhead said and was motioned to the man on top of him who was looking angrily at him for the scene they were making.
"I don´t give a shit! You're coming with me right now." He said and approached them.
"Who the hell are you? Hey!" The older man cursed when he was pushed down onto the floor face first as the silver haired pimp was grabbing his subordinate in the chain and pulled him from the bed against his protests.
"Come here you filthy shit. You have some explaining to do, and you also owe me for making me come all the way out here to get you."
"I'm sorry." The teen yelled out as the pissed off pimp slapped him hard over the cheek, making it as red as his hair.
"You're sorry? Not as sorry as you going to be as we get back to the club. Now shut the fuck up before I knock you out." He growled and grabbed the other's neck while dragging him towards the door.
"I said wait a minute!" The businessman yelled before going pale as a sheet. The pimp pointed a gun to his head with a calm expression.
"Did I even speak to you?"
"I have no intensions to interfere in your work, but your whore there has already charged me for two hours."
The lilac stare last for a second before he let go of the prostitute who did not move from his spot. His hand fell to his pocket and dug out a bundle of bills and threw them in the man's face. "There. Sorry for this little messed up meeting." He said and continued to pull the redhead by his hair violently out into the hall.
A puff of smoke was blown out on the screen before him as he was waiting for a map of the city to come up on it. His blue bangs were slightly falling over his rubin eyes and soon he could hear harsh voices from outside.
"Three, two, one." He said with a sigh and right on cue the door flew open and his two companions came inside.
"Oh just shut the fuck up, you are so annoying." The first one said.
"You can shut the fuck up, you sick freak." The redhead answered back as he was struggling against the chain around his wrists. It felt like his hands were going to turn blue. "I'm so sick of this crap with perverted assholes; help me get out of these would ya?"
His comrade took off his leather jacket and sat down by the steering wheel. "If you have succeeded in getting them on then you can get out of them too."
The redhead glared at him and walked towards the front of the van to give the other a piece of his mind and much more too when the he saw movement in the corner of his eye.
"Thank you Kai…" He said as the rubin eyed leader brought forward a sword and cut the chain in half in the small space between his hands; making the metallic bondage fall to the floor with a cling-sound. Unaffected that he just could have lost his hands if not the skill had been precise; he massaged his wrists.
"Bryan, is the target moving yet?" Kai asked as he put away his sword under his seat.
"Not yet." Bryan said with a little more concentration. "According to our data, if we go with our little undercover whore´s information, then he should go back to his boss's hideout soon."
"Sounds good. Be ready to head out."
Bryan made a grunt in response as he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath as he leaned back in his seat. With closed eyes he felt a presence beside him and a voice whispered in his ear.
"Just so we are clear. I don't care if it is on a mission or not; if you ever hit me again like that you will have to look for some new balls." The voice was calm, but with a hint that would made a normal person to shiver into the bone. The silver haired driver had memories of that voice so he didn't put much attention to the words, just the sound.
The redhead knew he wouldn't get an answer, but with experience he figured the other had taken in the threat at some crazy level. He leaned back and looked at his comrade for a second before making his way over to his leader to sit beside him.
"Okay, he is on the move. Bryan keep a good distance behind him. We don´t want him to get suspicious." Kai said ignoring the fact that his comrades were threatening each other's lives again. He would never expect them to get along these days.
"Yes Captain." The silver haired member of the team murmured with heavy irony. Like he couldn´t figure that out. It had been a very long day.
With a heavy atmosphere the van rolled out from the ally and was heading out on the crowded street of New York's ghetto block.
TBC.