A/N: okay! So I've had some really bad writers block lately and so im going to start another side story to maybe help get the idea flowing.
Warnings: Shounen Ai/Angst
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade
Not Normal - Prologue
It's not normal. It hasn't been and will never be normal. He will never be normal, and maybe that's why I feel the way I do about him, but this unnatural, oh so not normal thing is almost….too abnormal. It isn't something to be expected of him. It isn't the first thing that pops into your head when you glance at him or even if you take a good long look. No. unless you sit in front of him for hours and stare into those pretty eyes you will never, ever see this not so normal thing. This not so normal fact about him. But I….I do stare into those eyes for hours. I watch that body during the hours of relentless training we're put through. I know the weight that is on his shoulders and I've seen the way it affects him. The weight of the world, the power of harsh words pounding down on him, the voice in his head and his slowly evaporating sanity. If anyone else could look inside his mind, if anyone else could watch him sleep at night and watch his body writhe in terror from nightmares, if anyone else knew him like I do they'd leave.
Up and leave.
If I was anyone else I probably would have left. But the fact stands that I am me, I do hear his thoughts and I do watch him sleep and I am the one who holds him when he wakes up screaming. I am the one who sits by and worries myself half to death over him and his habits. And now, I am the one who must live with the undying fact that I am in love with a skeleton.
A simple shell. Skin and bones he'll soon be.
It is not normal. It will never be normal. He and I will never be normal. But it's why we understand each other best. Better than anyone. With or without words. Day or night. I know what he feels, what he thinks. And he knows my worries and my thoughts. In a crazy way we are one.
The wolf and the falcon.
Boris yells for Bryan to get his lazy ass to the training room. I wince.
One day I want to tell Boris. I want to tell him everything. I want him to see the damage his words have done.
Standing, I shake my baby bear from his sleep. He hardly gets any these days. Taking his hand, I help him up. Oh how light he's gotten.
"You have to go train. Boris is pissed." I said, letting him go once he was on his feet. With a nod but no words, Bryan started off for today's nightmare. I watched him walk away, sighing.
One day.
TBC….
A/N: um…not much to say. So please read and review!