A/N: Hey! Sorry for those reviewers that read my last version of Somewhere I've Never traveled. I didn't seem to entirely like my plot there, it was a little bit too boring for me. Anyways, hope you like this fic!!! Read & Review!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or any of it's characters, though I'd exchange anything for Kai or Tala.
Summary: Kai is one of the richest kids around while Rumiko(OC) is a blind squatter. When one encounter leads to another, they find that they have more in common than in contrast. But could Kai ever risk falling in love with her meaning giving up all he has? KaiOC- sometimes KaiOCTala
Prologue: Rumiko
She walked along the streets of Tokyo, hearing every little hint of sound with her delicate ears, hidden behind her long black mane. She gripped the leash of her pet dog, Krishna tighter when she heeded a loud sound of vibration coming towards her. Krishna didn't fail to lead the raven haired girl to the right side of the busy streets, avoiding whoever that was.
Rumiko Mizuhari was no ordinary squatter. Her life was a bit more miserable, moreover, dark. At the age of four, Rumiko lost her sight as the result of a very terrible accident that caused her parent's death as well.
As Rumiko turned to the next alley, she felt someone tug her pale white dress. She didn't turn around to see who it was since it made no difference.
"Could I hold your dog, miss?" asked a very sweet voice. Rumiko blinked a couple of times before nodding. She felt a great tug on Krishna's leash and assumed it was the kid.
"Christian? What are you doing in that dirty alley, in addition with that filthy little street rat. C'mon Christian, lets go home," said a high- pitched voice, obviously Christian's mother.
Rumiko made no expression. She listen to Christian's footsteps pass her and his mother's continuous reminders not to go wandering around. The little boy excused that he had just saw Krishna and thought he should follow her not knowing where he was.
Rumiko walked once again. She was now at one of the oldest towns in Tokyo. Most of the houses were made of makeshift however, whenever Rumiko passed here, she could sense happiness in the surroundings.
She took a few more steps until she reached the last house. Krishna stopped abruptly, seeing the house and guided Rumiko towards it.
The sixteen-year-old girl never really knew what her "home" looked liked. Her friend Megan always told her that it was once of the most orderly houses in the neighborhood though Rumiko never believed it, hinting that there was sarcasm in her voice.
She outstretched her hand and scanned the wall, finding the knob. When she got hold of what felt like a cold, rusty ball, she quickly rotated it and Krishna guided her inside.
"Back so early, Rumiko?" asked an elderly voice. A big woman emerged from the kitchen, an emerald apron around her huge body. Her gray hair was neatly tied up in a sleek bun and her azure eyes twinkled at the sight of her foster grand-daughter.
"I decided that I could just stay here in the house noting that the market was getting crowded again," replied Rumiko coolly. She let go of her dog's leash and reached for a chair right beside her. She sat down gazing at nowhere.
"Do you want me to call Megan so you could both talk?" asked the old woman.
"No thanks," said Rumiko closing her amber eyes. "I need time to think, Aunt Remi."
Remi chuckled softly and went back to the kitchen. She noted to herself that the little orphan was slowly becoming more mature nowadays. She had loved Rumiko ever since she had adopted her at the Orphanage of the Handicapped. Somehow, Remi felt really attached to Rumiko, though she didn't know why. Maybe it was because the tawny eyed girl made her smile, but who could ever know?
On the other hand, Rumiko's mind was on the other side of the world. Last night, she had the weirdest, yet most familiar dream ever. She noted however, that if this happened, she still had sight then.
Her parents were inside their room, discussing business issues as usual. A little Rumiko stuck her head inside the room to take a peep. Her parent's conversation was taking longer than usual. Her mother had promised Rumiko that she will bring her to the park, Rumiko was now beginning to become impatient.
So far, the raven haired girl had not understood any word of their chat. However, there were a few words that processed into her brain.
"We shouldn't let her out much, Cyrell. It could be dangerous," said a manly voice.
"Don't be silly, Amuro! She is only six years old, why will they harm her?" replied Cyrell.
"Don't act like you don't care," said Amuro in an angry voice. "Boris is the most heartless man I've ever met. He doesn't care how old the person he's going to damage is, just as long as he succeeds."
Rumiko withdrew her head out of the small opening of the door. She had heard her parents talk about that Boris guy several times. He was a business partner of her father. They are in the same position but Boris loves to keep a tight competition.
"What do you propose then?" asked Cyrell, tapping her foot continuously and becoming a little edgy now.
"I say we travel somewhere out of this town. To a place where hardly no one ever goes."
"And were would that be?" said Cyrell in a sad sort of voice. Her tone made it clear that she knew what her husband was going to say and she dreaded it.
"The Hidden Grave."
And that was the time Rumiko woke up from her sleep. It was short dream, to be honest, but it reminded her of something. They were talking about her, for sure. Someone was obviously plotting to do something dangerous to their family. Was this the cause of her parent's death? Or was everything just an accident? The answers to that, she didn't know.
kaikawaii: a bit short, ne? it's only the prologue though, I promise you better chapters. please review though, flames are welcome just avoid to much harsh words. Arigato to you all and God bless!!!
=D ©kaikawaii
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or any of it's characters, though I'd exchange anything for Kai or Tala.
Summary: Kai is one of the richest kids around while Rumiko(OC) is a blind squatter. When one encounter leads to another, they find that they have more in common than in contrast. But could Kai ever risk falling in love with her meaning giving up all he has? KaiOC- sometimes KaiOCTala
Prologue: Rumiko
She walked along the streets of Tokyo, hearing every little hint of sound with her delicate ears, hidden behind her long black mane. She gripped the leash of her pet dog, Krishna tighter when she heeded a loud sound of vibration coming towards her. Krishna didn't fail to lead the raven haired girl to the right side of the busy streets, avoiding whoever that was.
Rumiko Mizuhari was no ordinary squatter. Her life was a bit more miserable, moreover, dark. At the age of four, Rumiko lost her sight as the result of a very terrible accident that caused her parent's death as well.
As Rumiko turned to the next alley, she felt someone tug her pale white dress. She didn't turn around to see who it was since it made no difference.
"Could I hold your dog, miss?" asked a very sweet voice. Rumiko blinked a couple of times before nodding. She felt a great tug on Krishna's leash and assumed it was the kid.
"Christian? What are you doing in that dirty alley, in addition with that filthy little street rat. C'mon Christian, lets go home," said a high- pitched voice, obviously Christian's mother.
Rumiko made no expression. She listen to Christian's footsteps pass her and his mother's continuous reminders not to go wandering around. The little boy excused that he had just saw Krishna and thought he should follow her not knowing where he was.
Rumiko walked once again. She was now at one of the oldest towns in Tokyo. Most of the houses were made of makeshift however, whenever Rumiko passed here, she could sense happiness in the surroundings.
She took a few more steps until she reached the last house. Krishna stopped abruptly, seeing the house and guided Rumiko towards it.
The sixteen-year-old girl never really knew what her "home" looked liked. Her friend Megan always told her that it was once of the most orderly houses in the neighborhood though Rumiko never believed it, hinting that there was sarcasm in her voice.
She outstretched her hand and scanned the wall, finding the knob. When she got hold of what felt like a cold, rusty ball, she quickly rotated it and Krishna guided her inside.
"Back so early, Rumiko?" asked an elderly voice. A big woman emerged from the kitchen, an emerald apron around her huge body. Her gray hair was neatly tied up in a sleek bun and her azure eyes twinkled at the sight of her foster grand-daughter.
"I decided that I could just stay here in the house noting that the market was getting crowded again," replied Rumiko coolly. She let go of her dog's leash and reached for a chair right beside her. She sat down gazing at nowhere.
"Do you want me to call Megan so you could both talk?" asked the old woman.
"No thanks," said Rumiko closing her amber eyes. "I need time to think, Aunt Remi."
Remi chuckled softly and went back to the kitchen. She noted to herself that the little orphan was slowly becoming more mature nowadays. She had loved Rumiko ever since she had adopted her at the Orphanage of the Handicapped. Somehow, Remi felt really attached to Rumiko, though she didn't know why. Maybe it was because the tawny eyed girl made her smile, but who could ever know?
On the other hand, Rumiko's mind was on the other side of the world. Last night, she had the weirdest, yet most familiar dream ever. She noted however, that if this happened, she still had sight then.
Her parents were inside their room, discussing business issues as usual. A little Rumiko stuck her head inside the room to take a peep. Her parent's conversation was taking longer than usual. Her mother had promised Rumiko that she will bring her to the park, Rumiko was now beginning to become impatient.
So far, the raven haired girl had not understood any word of their chat. However, there were a few words that processed into her brain.
"We shouldn't let her out much, Cyrell. It could be dangerous," said a manly voice.
"Don't be silly, Amuro! She is only six years old, why will they harm her?" replied Cyrell.
"Don't act like you don't care," said Amuro in an angry voice. "Boris is the most heartless man I've ever met. He doesn't care how old the person he's going to damage is, just as long as he succeeds."
Rumiko withdrew her head out of the small opening of the door. She had heard her parents talk about that Boris guy several times. He was a business partner of her father. They are in the same position but Boris loves to keep a tight competition.
"What do you propose then?" asked Cyrell, tapping her foot continuously and becoming a little edgy now.
"I say we travel somewhere out of this town. To a place where hardly no one ever goes."
"And were would that be?" said Cyrell in a sad sort of voice. Her tone made it clear that she knew what her husband was going to say and she dreaded it.
"The Hidden Grave."
And that was the time Rumiko woke up from her sleep. It was short dream, to be honest, but it reminded her of something. They were talking about her, for sure. Someone was obviously plotting to do something dangerous to their family. Was this the cause of her parent's death? Or was everything just an accident? The answers to that, she didn't know.
kaikawaii: a bit short, ne? it's only the prologue though, I promise you better chapters. please review though, flames are welcome just avoid to much harsh words. Arigato to you all and God bless!!!
=D ©kaikawaii