AnimeKiwi369: Finally! I'm getting a Beyblade fanfic out. Not the one I originally planned, but I'm kinda stuck on that one. But this one and the story it will tie into are going swimmingly. I'd say that the concept of this story was developed during my Honors Brit Lit when we went over couplets. I have to admit this will be one of my most romantic in my opinion. And will also be the one to show what a sap for romance I am. As I am new to this section of Fanfiction, I'll just get onto the disclaimer. I don't own Beyblade, though I wish I did. However, I own my OC and the storyline. I hope you enjoy. Oh, and I apologize if Kai is OOC.
Trail of Roses
Chapter 1
Twenty-four-year-old Kai Hiwatari placed the pen he'd been writing with down. Everything was set. Tomorrow was December 23rd, though it was nearly midnight. Since he'd returned to Russia, he'd reformed the Abbey into basically the Russian branch of the BBA and had found someone. He'd been the one to save her when he saw her from the helicopter he was in on returning from a meeting in another part of country.
She had had no place to go, since her family had all disappeared or possibly murdered. And when he found her, she was nearly dead of hypothermia and frostbite and had lied in a coma for six months. However for the first several months after she woke had been very rough. Between her not saying a thing, her four suicide attempts, her nearly stabbing him, and her heart surgery, it had been difficult. Since then though, he'd been the one to get her to open up. Not to mention, they'd formed a friendship, and then a romantic relationship. Even though her tale was tragic, if not for it, he'd never have met her.
Now after six years, he was ready to gather up his courage to ask her the most important question he could ask. But he was going to lead up to him asking her those simple four words.
The Following Morning
A recently turned twenty-four-year-old woman stirred in her sleep. She curled herself in a partial fetal position beneath the warm blankets of her soft bed. She felt oddly contented as she began to wake. She had a feeling it was going to be a good day. She rarely ever felt that since that snowy day when she was eighteen and discovered her family's home on fire, her parents or siblings nowhere to be found and blood in many places. She often relived that terrible fight she had had with her father and mother just hours before the tragedy. The nightmares she still had about everything that had happened were terrible. But they weren't as intense as in the beginning before she opened up to the former Bladebreaker, who frequently helped her overcome the nightmares.
She could hardly believe it had been over five years since she had met him that day she had woken up in the hospital from the six month coma she had fallen into. It'd be six years soon. The woman was also a little surprised that she smiling and laughing again. When she had collapsed in the snow, she never thought she'd smile again. Even though she did smile and laugh, she knew most of it had a little sadness in them. She was so different now than her defiant teenage years. She was more docile now because of that incident. But she was less docile since Kai had helped her.
She turned her head, her light brunette hair surrounding her shoulders as laid there. Her hair had always been a bit thin and very scraggly and uneven. However, now that she was older and her hair had grown out, it was much straighter. She was a woman on the shorter size of average height and was pretty light weight-wise, complimenting her slender figure and light peach complexion. She did have some muscle though from years of volleyball and gymnastics training. The brunette turned onto her back again and placed her arm over her eyes, like she was shading them as she opened her light emerald green eyes, which were framed by full, dark eyelashes.
The room itself was comfortably warm. And she was even warmer due to her long sleeve sleep shirt and sweatpants. She yawned a little, turning her head away from the sunlight coming in through the window she had once tried to jump out of before being saved by the violet-eyed man. She almost couldn't believe she had tried to take her own life four times; she was glad none of the attempts succeeded thanks to the holder of Dranzer. She couldn't believe she had tried to stab him the first night she came down the stairs of their house, joining him in the living room. But that failed too; she was glad the man she lived with didn't hold those actions against her as she had been mentally unstable.
That night though, she had first told him her name: Adeline-Delany Taskwood. She liked how her name sounded as it did sound elegant, yet adventurous at the same time. She just didn't like how long it was or that it was hyphenated. Those were the reasons she was only ever known nowadays as "Adeline" or "Adie".
In truth she was only a quarter Russian. She was also a quarter French, quarter English, and a quarter Japanese. But she had lived in Russia all of her life, even if her family did occasionally live in other areas of the world. Her family had been a very rich and powerful in most of the world. That had contributed to her defiant nature as a teenager; her parents didn't want her to be anything but a trophy wife. They hadn't wanted her doing volleyball, gymnastics, or beyblading. And they had always discouraged her love and proclivity towards science and math.
She had always hated all the rules and classy activities forced upon her. But now it was the only way for her to feel close to her parents. Since she'd never apologized, she had felt guilty about it. Although that was usually the source of her depression, everyone that was currently in her life told she shouldn't feel guilty. That she couldn't have known the tragedy would happen. When she thought that way, it alleviated her depression bouts a little.
Adie closed her eyes and turned her head back towards the window. Something cool and silky touched her cheek, and she smelled a sweet fragrance. She opened her eyes to find a single rose lying next to her on the pillow. She pushed herself up by her arms and sat with her legs curled beneath her. She lightly grasped the beautiful rose. The petals were a deep shade of red and its stem was a light emerald green, like her eyes. The stem was devoid of thorns, but had a few leaves on it. She didn't even have to guess who it was from.
Kai.
She smiled softly as she took in the flower's sweet aroma. She didn't think she could ever hold a thing against him. He was her savior. And could openly and honestly say she loved him. The brunette delicately twirled the rare winter flower between her fingers. Since their friendship, she had been given several sweet gifts from him. The sweetest so far was that he restored her fire-damaged guitar as a gift for the first Christmas they spent as a couple. She had repaired Dranzer as his gift since it had gotten damaged in a battle he had had been in.
The green-eyed woman loved how much the former pro beyblader cared about her. She had known about the way he had been back in his pro beyblading days. But he was different now; calmer, kinder. All because of her past. The brunette felt a little embarrassed at times about that, but she also felt honored to have be the one to help change him to the person he was currently. She loved their relationship. She could still remember the first time she had ever told him that she loved him. It had taken him by surprise when she said that and took him a couple moments to respond. But then he had tenderly kissed her and told her he loved her.
Adeline smiled at the memory as she ran he hand across the pillow. She felt her fingers run over a material that was separate from the pillowcase. She looked down to see a small envelope neatly placed at a slight angle on the pillow. Her name was written neatly on the white surface. She set the rose on her leg and lifted the envelope off the pillow, holding it lightly between her fingers. She turned it over and carefully broke the seal that kept it closed. Inside was a neatly folded up piece of paper. She took out the paper and opened it.
The brunette looked at what was written before she read it out loud softly to herself:
"Every time I kiss your lips,
I can feel my heart beat within your chest.
You tangle your fingers in my hair,
And I let you do so without a care.
I love the color of your eyes.
They shine brighter than the stars in the skies.
Your beautiful smile can light the dark.
There is another rose waiting in our park."
Her eyes watered a little at the sweet poem. It was beautiful. She hadn't even known Kai had an artistic side. He was always so reserved and quiet, though less quiet than his Bladebreaker days. And though she was suspicious of what he was trying to do, getting another rose from him with possibly another poem was a pleasing thought. She got up off the bed and went through a shortened morning routine. She placed the rose in a small basket since she wasn't sure if the next rose location would lead to another or not. And she could easily keep tract of them and the clues in a basket.
Adie smiled as she left the house, having a feeling that something good was coming.
Kai watched her secretly from the roof of their home. Every rose and direction was in place. All he had to do was wait for her to come home for the last. She was on her way to a sweet surprise. The violet-eyed man smiled a little as he watched her, "Have fun, Adeline."
AnimeKiwi369: How's the start of this? Can anyone guess what the four words this will lead up to? What do you think of Adie? Is Kai too OOC? Oh, and the part of the first part in the poem I read in another fanfiction and it was based off something, so I guess I don't really own the first two lines. I was hoping the poem would be closer together. Hmm. I'll figure out how I can do that, since it's done that on two of my song-fics. I'll update this in a couple days, as this is only going to be a three-shot or four-shot if I have an epilogue for fun. ^^ But I'd like to know what you think of this. I'm very proud of it either way. So please be kind and please review! ;D
