So, yeh, it's been a damn while since I've done any stories, or updates for that matter, but this is a fanfic I wrote aaaaaaaaages ago and finally had the time to write up XD Here's chapter 1. I hope people like it ^^ it's sort of TalaxBryan but reflects more on the friendship of the Blitzkreig boys. DOES CONTAIN YAOI, SO NO FLAMES PLEASE!
Losing My Mind For You
Chapter 1 – Escape
It was dark outside. Night had fallen across Japan, making those who were still awake in the autumn evening to switch on their lights and keep warm indoors. Bryan, Spencer and Ian sat in the living room of their flat, laughing at the nonsense shown on the tv. The flat was provided by the BBA for the Blitzkreig boys. It was their home; an escape from their pasts in Russia.
Tweaking their blades, their icy masks failed to drop, but compared to the way they used to scowl, you could tell that now they were happy. Content and at peace would be best to describe them. Well, almost all of them.
Bryan turned his head to look over the couch he sat on. Down the hallway and past five doors, there was a sliding door to the balcony. A red head blader stood, leaning against the railings, his back to his team mates. Tala was deep in thought, staring across the lit up city and watching absent mindedly as ant sized humans scurried back to their homes.
Yes, they were free. Free from the Abbey and Boris' clutches. After the third world tournament in which Tyson had won, Boris recaptured and punished his team. Tala could remember vividly the torture they endured, far more extreme than any other they had received before that. There was nothing but pain to the point where they thought they were going to die. It was all Tala could think about right now.
FLASHBACK
The Abbey was cold and damp. Blades spun in the dishes and the occasional 'student' dropped into the trap door if they lost a match. It was so routine that no one batted an eyelid. Such a distraction would only cost them their own match.
"You know what will happen next time you lose, Tala." Boris observed the Blitzkreig boys from a platform above them. Tala had paired off with Bryan while Spencer paired with Ian. A more extreme version of punishment was savoured for the team, other than their fellow 'classmates'. No trap door would open for them for peaceful death. Each would receive extreme levels of torture. Knowing this, the four took in turns to lose, sharing the pain and relief from a break of it. It was obvious that pairing up these four, two would lose each time. The sick bastard just wanted an excuse to hurt them.
Tala looked up at Brian. It was Brian's turn to lose. They would keep up a decent battle to make their losses look coincidental, until one tired, then the agreed outcome would take place. Brian was concentrating on their battle. If he had looked up, he would have seen the defeated look in Tala's eyes. Willing his blade to move in line of Bryan's attack, Wolborg spun out of the dish and landed at the red head's feet.
There was complete silence in the room. Even Spencer and Ian looked up to see what was going on. Tala knelt and picked up his blade. He couldn't bring himself to look up and see the fear swimming in Bryan's eyes. He knew it was there, so why not spare himself the heartache from seeing it? Boris smirked and gripped the railings he leant against. "I'll see you in my quarters, Tala." Tala nodded and turned, walking out of the training hall. His team stared at his retreating back, scared beyond belief. Had their captain finally snapped and given up?
Tala waited in Boris' room for two hours. In that time, he could hear the screams coming from Ian in a room further down the hall. He wasn't surprised. It was Ian's turn to lose against Spencer, but it still hurt to hear a friend in such pain. By the sounds of it, he had been whipped at least fifty times. Ten more than last time.
The door finally opened, and Tala stood to attention beside the oak desk. Boris sauntered in, a great smirk on his face as he circled the red head. "You have me surprised, Tala. I didn't expect the captain to fall. This time." Tala remained silent while Boris got closer, leaning in to his left ear. "Do you remember our little conversation yesterday? The one we had while you bled so beautifully? I said further losses would not be tolerated, and that I would literally 'screw' that little bit of information in to you, should you fail to obey again." He smirked and licked the outer shell of Tala's ear before pulling away. "Clearly you were not listening. Now. Strip."
Tala refused to look the man in the eyes. Slipping off his white jacket, he subpressed a shudder as he saw his teacher lick his lips. Tugging on the hem of his navy shirt, he lifted it up and over his head, dropping the fabric to the floor before ceasing any further attempts of removing his clothes. Boris chuckled. "Hn. You would prefer that I do the rest?" Boris walked towards the boy.
Snapping his eyes up to his teacher, Tala glared coldly.
"Go fuck yourself." Drawing back a fist, Tala punched Boris square in the face with such force that his goggles smashed. Blinded momentarily and crying in pain, Tala took this advantage and beat the ever loving shit out of him. Punching, kicking, basically attacking any and all areas he knew that hurt. The desire to kill was immense, but Tala held back from taking the monster's life. Being a murderer was never a life goal he wished to achieve.
With Boris unconscious, Tala ripped the master key from his belt and opened a drawer in the oak desk. Typing in a code he had seen Boris enter multiple times, a computer lifted from a secret compartment in the desk. He tapped away hurriedly before storming out of the room with his clothes and down the hallway. The security cameras had been deactivated. Phase one of his plan was complete.
Reaching Spencer's room first, Tala used the master key to unlock and spring inside. "Get up! Now!" Spencer was startled by the sudden orders but did as he was told. Ian's room was next door and Tala unlocked that. "Get Ian. Carry him and follow!" Spencer was still confused but obeyed as Tala ran to Bryan's room that was on the floor below. Skidding outside the door, he unlocked it with haste and scurried inside. "Get up, Bryan! Move it!" Bryan sat up on his bed, surprised.
"Tala? What the fuck?"
Tala stormed over to the bed and wretched the taller boy off the pitiful excuse of a mattress.
"I said move it, damn it! Move it or get left behind!"
Bryan found his feet and followed his captain out of the room. Spencer ran up to them, carrying Ian on his back.
"Where are we going?" Bryan ran after the red head. The four of them pelted down the hallways, climbing higher and higher with each set of stairs they came to.
"As far away from this Abbey as possible!"
Sprinting outside, it was then a set of alarms blared through the grounds and search lights lit up the entire court yard they ran through. Spotted, security in the form of dozens chased them towards the locked gate. "Jump over it! Now!"
Tala and Bryan leapt over the high gate, avoiding the spikes and barbed wire gracefully. Spencer threw Ian over and Bryan caught him, before Spencer made his own way over the obstacle. Placing Ian back on Spencer's back, they took off once more, fleeing down the roads of an extremely cold Russia. Sure they were used to the weather, but the icy air still had a harsh bite to it. But the weather was the least of their concerns right now. They had to escape from their followers.
"Tala! Where are we going?" Bryan panted, continuing with the questions.
"The airport! Now get!" Tala also panted, the cold air filling his lungs painfully.
It took a good few hours, but eventually, they arrived at the airport. The warm building was filled with people, so they kept to the sides. They had to stay out of sight. One Beyblade fan, and their where abouts would cause an uproar. "Stay here."
Tala left his team in a shadowed corner, while he 'borrowed' a long coat from the back of a chair. Slipping it on and turning the collar up to hide his face, he approached the check in desk. The team watched their captain as he retrieved a few pieces of paper from his pocket and gave them to the overly cheery lady behind the desk. Her smile fell. Picking up the phone, she talked to someone on the other end for a few minutes before printing out four tickets. Tala nodded and took the bits of paper before heading back to his team and leading them in to a private lounge. It was once there, and secluded from any other people, that the questions poured out.
"What's going on?"
"What's gotten in to you?"
"Where are we going?"
"SHUT UP!" Tala glared at each of his team mates, shaking.
"Tala..." Bryan looked down at his slightly shorter captain, confusion and panic in his eyes. Tala saw this and sighed, motioning for the others to sit down. They did.
"Just... don't ask anymore... 'till we get there... please..." Tala looked to the floor.
"... where are we going?" Bryan figured their captain could answer that much, right?
"... Japan." Tala walked to the window and watched the snow fall. The others looked at each other, not even bothering to hide their worry.
It was not long before the Russian team were led on to the run way. Ian had been cleaned up in the bathroom and was now able to walk by himself. The small plane before them bore the BBA logo on the tail, springing more questions in to the minds of Bryan, Spencer and Ian.
"Hang on. Is Mr Dickenson giving us this ride?" Ian queeried. Sat in their seats and buckled in, Ian was sat next to Spencer while Bryan sat next to Tala.
"Yeah, he is." Tala answered. Tiredness evident in his voice.
"Tala..." The red head turned his head to Spencer. "Does this mean... we're free?" The three looked at their captain, unable to hide the hope in their eyes.
"Yeah, Spence... it means you're free." Tala looked out of the window, unable to watch the flurry of emotions taking place amongst his team mates. He would have to tell them soon. He was able to obtain their freedom, but he would have to go back to the Abbey.
Landing in Japan, the Blitzkreig boys were hurried in to an awaiting limo. Once scrambling inside, the limo drove on towards the BBA headquarters. The silence was unnerving, and soon broken by Bryan.
"So... we're here now. Are you going to explain or what?"
Tala remained silent still. It was this silent attitude that pissed the other three off.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Tala?" Bryan seethed. " We run for our lives from the Abbey and come to Japan, and you won't tell us anything? What's up with that?"
Tala still did not speak.
"Hey! Understand this!" Bryan fought the urge to strangle his captain, " We are in Japan late at night, ran from guards, had you barging in to our rooms screaming, you messing up your beyblade and getting raped-" Bryan cut himself off. The atmosphere in the car turned cold as Tala snapped his eyes open to stare pointedly at the lilac haired boy. "Oh gods, Tala. I'm sorry. It was so obvious to us. I didn't mean-"
"I will not go in to full detail, Bryan." Tala spat his name, "But what went on in that room will not be discussed here. Do you understand me?"
Bryan nodded quickly. "And another thing." Tala looked at the three of them, "You should know by now that if anyone tried to fuck with me, literally or metaphorically, they will die!" The three nodded.
The limo pulled outside of the BBA headquarters. The Russians entered the building and were soon escorted in to a lift to the top floor. Knocking on a door at the end of the hallway, an old man's voice could be heard.
"Come in."
The four boys walked inside to see Mr Dickenson sitting behind a desk. The room they were in was delightfully warm, decorated in grey and black and sporting large windows. "Ah boys, have a seat." The boys declined politely, following their captain to stand on the other side of the desk.
"You understand the current predicament don't you, Mr Dickenson?" Tala got straight to the point, and Mr Dickenson's cheerful smile faded.
"I do," Mr Dickenson sighed, "But surely we could find some other way."
"All I want is the safety of my team. I can provide income for a short while if you could set up accommodation for them."
"Your money will not be needed, Tala. I will take responsibility personally for all their needs."
"Thank you."
Tala nodded his head in a small bow.
"Where did you get money from?" Spencer asked, receiving a small smirk from their captain.
"I borrowed it."
The three sweat dropped. Somehow, Biovolt was sure to notice a decrease in their account.
"Tala..." they were brought back to Mr. Dickenson's attention. "I can try to use my power to secure your safety as well."
Tala shook his head negatively.
"That really is not necessary, sir. I have gone over this plan many a time, and believe it or not, this is the easiest. Most importantly, this is the safest for my team."
"Tala..." Mr Dickenson tried to interject.
"I know how his mind works."
"He will try to break yours."
"So be it."
The discussion between the two unnerved the remaining Blitzkreig boys.
"Tala?" Ian tugged on the red head's jacket, being too small to tap his shoulder. Tala looked down and smiled softly. Though it was a friendly gesture, the fact that their captain did it scared the other three. "Now... now can we ask what's going on?"
Tala glanced at Mr Dickenson before giving his team his full attention.
"Mr Dickenson is going to provide a home for you to live in. You will live in Japan from now on, never to return to the Abbey again." Their faces did not lift however. Bryan frowned.
"What's the catch?"
Tala looked to the floor, attempting to hide the glint of fear in his eyes, though they all saw it.
"I'll leave you boys alone." Mr Dickenson rose from his seat and left the room. The silence was horrid.
Tala was struggling to look brave. Having his head next to it, Ian could see his captain's hand shaking. He held on to it, making Tala look down.
"What's going on, Tala? Why do we get the feeling that something really bad is going to come of this?" Tala squeezed Ian's hand and looked up at Spencer and Bryan.
"I... I..." They had never heard their captain stutter before. Bryan put both of his hands on Tala's shoulders, making him look in to his eyes. "... I'm going back." Tala looked away, angry with himself for letting a lone tear slip from his left eye. Despite this, Bryan shook him.
"What do you mean you're going back?"
"Boris... he's gonna be s-seriously pissed, a-and he'll track us down." Tears fell freely from Tala's eyes. He had failed drastically from stopping them falling. "If I go back, I-I ca s-stall him. A-and even make an o-offer he can't refuse."
Bryan narrowed his eyes.
"And what's that?"
"... me... all of me."
Bryan shook him violently.
"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE? There is no way you are going back to that hell hole!"
"I NEED TO GO BACK!" Tala shot his head up to face Bryan, but his eyes were wet, red and puffy. This look scared Bryan, but his grip on the other's shoulder remained. Seeing Tala cry, seeing their captain, their strongest role model cry was unbalancing. "I am NOT risking your safety any more than I have already! I want you all to be happy. I want you to have a proper life! And the kids... the kids need me! They need to be freed! I need to go back to accomplish any of that!" Tala hung his head and sobbed, uncaring of his image. Ian gripped his hand tighter and stroked it with his thumb while Bryan embraced their fallen captain, allowing him to cry in to his jacket. "C-can't you unders-stand that?"
Bryan sighed heavily.
"Of course we do. And..."
"And you must be scared." Spencer finished.
"Petrified." Tala whispered. Bryan stroked his captain's hair, soothingly.
"When?" The lilac haired boy was trying to avoid choking up himself.
"Tonight."
"That's too soon! At least stay the night." Ian begged. Tala pulled away from them all, looking at the floor.
"I can't. I can't delay it any longer. I'm sorry."
"Tala..." the red head looked up at Bryan, who whispered. "Please."
Tala looked at each of his team mates. Their eyes held their desperation for their captain to stay longer. Even if it was for a little bit, who was he to deny them of that?
"One night." Tala answered. "I'll stay for one night."
They all nodded in agreement.
Mr Dickenson entered the room and Spencer stood in front of his captain, giving Tala a chance to clean himself up.
"I have arranged for a flat for you boys to live." The old man interrupted. "You may go there now if you like.
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