Kai – "Nothing more than a Puppet"
Rei – "Just a Toy"
Max – "No Longer Alive"
Disclaimer: The characters, items, etc. of Beyblade are not mine. These things were used without permission, but…I'm just borrowing them for a little while for my own twisted and demented purposes. So don't you dare sue me, just sue my evil twin. oO' I made this fic for entertainment only, and not for making money.
- Prologue -
Dawn, t'was the only sign needed to make every living thing realize that a new and bright day has arrived. As the sun worked it's way back up to it's majestic throne, a brisk early morning breeze fluttered throughout the trees, and the birds merrily sang their melodic chorus of happiness. Everything was exuberant…energetic, like the bearer of this horrific tale used to be – and to be honest, he still is happy…but, his smiles, his laughs, his clumsiness…all of those 'things' were fakes…fakes. Who is the alleged storyteller? Well, you'll find out soon enough…the moment he wakes up.
"Takao!" A boy cried out, shaking his friend's sleeping form rather violently… urging the other boy to wake up. "Argh! Takao! WAKE UP!!!" He pushed the motionless body out of the bed in a desperate attempt to make the Blue Dragon open his eyes. But alas, his efforts were in vain…again.
"Oh great. That didn't work."
"Quit it, Kai. Max did his best."
"Yeah, well – apparently…me doing my best did not help at all. Takao's still sleeping like a log," Max stated, sighing in defeat as he stood up to his feet.
"Hey! Maybe we can wake him up by using this line: Hey Takao! Wake up or else! We won't give you any breakfast!" Another boy said, his hand tightening his grip on his laptop. Nothing, the "Wake-up-Takao-using-food" method failed – surprisingly. "Eh? That didn't work either…Any other bright ideas, guys?"
"Let me try my luck." A black-haired teen stepped forward, his amber-colored eyes glinting mischievously. "TAKAO! Wake up! Hurry! Your mother is here, and she's pretty angry because you're still in bed! So, get up now or else you'll face your mother's wrath with her spatula!!!" He exclaimed, making everyone fall down with sweatdrops forming on the back of their heads. Yes, even Kai – although the stoic team captain faltered slightly, an amused smirk was present on his lips.
"Gee Rei…that's a scary thought…" Both Max and Kyoju commented, and above their heads was a comical picture of Takao getting hit by his mother with a spatula. "Really scary…"
A soft whine escaped the Blue Dragon's lips, his face showed pure fear. His eyes twitched, and then he snapped them open, bolting upright in the process. "M-mom? H-here? N-no…" He murmured, backing up against the wall, and his actions earned him quizzical looks from his friends. He shuddered as he looked up, realizing where he was.
/You're such a pathetic idiot, Takao…pathetic and idiotic…/
"Takao, you okay? You're kinda shaken up right there…" Max said worriedly, placing a hand comfortingly on his best friend's shoulder.
"I…"
"Yeah?"
All of a sudden, Takao grinned triumphantly and he bursted out laughing, "Hahaha! Fooled ya! You really think that I'm afraid of my own mom? Now, that's what I call a riot!" He continued on laughing as he gripped his stomach and as tears fell down from his eyes – real tears, not the ones that come out involuntarily when you laugh too hard.
/You're weak and useless./
"Oh geez, very funny, Takoa," The blond-haired boy rolled his serene blue eyes before he shook his head slowly. "Better get ready, we're heading outside to get some breakfast, 'kay?"
"Uh-huh! I'm coming! Just as soon as I grab something first," Takao said, making everybody leave the room – everybody, except for Kai, that is. "Go on ahead, Kai. I'll be right with you."
"Your foolish antics don't work on me, Takao. I know that you're hiding something," The cold-blooded Red Phoenix said, his voice was bland – devoid of emotion. He took one last look at his comrade's shocked features, before he left the room without saying anything else.
/You're good-for-nothing and you're pitifully pathetic…/
I…no…I-I
/A useless bloody freak./
Takao shut his eyes closed, his lips quivering slightly as a solitary tear made it's way down to the floor. He clenched his fist, before he sat down beside his bag. He rummaged through it's contents, and then he finally found what he was looking for. It was a picture of his whole family, and his mother was carrying Takao with a big warm smile on their faces. However…the picture was torn in the middle – right in the middle of Takao and his mom. "M-mom…" He whispered, running his fingers delicately on the photograph. "I miss you…"
Will you ever come back?
…
Guess not…
Will you ever forgive me?
…
Guess not…
I'm sorry…
Tears were now pouring out freely from his black eyes, and then he hugged the picture gently as if it was a real person. For some unknown reason, he flinched suddenly…emitting a small whimper, his whole body trembling as if he was out in the cold. Hurtful statements were all over his mind, visions and images of his enraged mother was flickering back and forth, and it made him feel miserable…again.
'I wish I never had you as my son. You ruined my life.'
I…
'I don't care about you. I don't fucking care if you disappear right now.'
B-but…
'Just get out of my life! I hate you!'
I deserve all of this pain…right? I do…don't I?
Don't worry, mom…I'd make you happy somehow…I just know I will.
The Blue Dragon stood up, wiping his tears away as he held the picture in his right hand. His eyes were dull, and as he remembered what he did in the past, he mumbled, "To fulfill the promise I made when I was a kid…I will – I will…"
"Takao! Get outta there and start doing your 'early-morning preparations' or else we'll have to battle in the Asian Tournament without you!"
"Urk. I'm coming, Max! Don't leave me behind!" Takao said before putting the photograph back inside his bag. "I don't want to be left alone again…" He whispered as he quickly joined up with his friends outside the room.
Not like before…
I…
…
Shinzui's Rolling Rant: Youpi! Ack, French. --' Anyways, zis chappie is done so get yer eyes readin' zeh next chappie fer some "drama". Urk, I really dun know iff'n I should say zat zis ficcie is "Angst" too…ye be zeh judge of zat one. Well, see ye in zeh next part! Oh, wait - "tsudzuku" means "to be continued", by the way! –gets dragged off by a random person-