Shade

Chapter 1

Reconciliation

I just had to get this idea out, so… here goes nothing :D

It was the start of another world tournament, and another victory won by the Blitzkrieg Boys, specifically Tala and Kai. The team which was composed of Spencer, Ian , Bryan, and the other mentioned two, went back to the hotel to avoid any ravaging fans, press, media, etc.

The room was quiet as usual, nothing special. Ian was taking a bath, Spencer was lying down on the bed, Tala was seated, Kai was seated, and Bryan was out on the balcony. Now let's focus on one of them, Bryan to be specific.

He held his Beyblade, Falborg, in his clenched hand. He was furious, as always. No other emotion was shown except for hate, rage, and disgust whenever their team won a battle. It sickened Tala, he should know, he's been with the guy for what seems like an eternity.

Tala on the other hand, also sickened by Bryan's childish acts, went to the balcony, it was time he knew what was going on in his teammate's mind. When the sliding door opened, Bryan's beady eyes shifted in that direction. "What's wrong?" Tala asked with a straight-forward tone. Bryan simply ignored the question and looked out on the Eifel Tower which sat in the background of the scenery. "I'm just asking what's wrong Bryan…" Tala said still not changing his tone. Bryan was getting sick of it. How could he of all people not know what was wrong when he caused the whole thing anyway.

"Shouldn't you know" he said with a fragile tone

"Too bad, I don't, now just tell me what the heck your problem is."

"You're pathetic…"

"WHAT!? What did I do now?!"

"What did you do?! WHAT DID YOU DO?! How could you not know what you did?!"

"I wouldn't know! First off, I didn't even know I was the cause of all this bitterness!"

"Well now you know!"

He then walked past Tala and started to gather his things, then the rain began to fall. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked sternly as he stood behind Bryan who was doing something which was supposed to be done a long time ago. "What does it look like?" he said, picking his bag up looking Tala in the eyes. "You're making a mistake Bryan!" Tala said as his teammate made it to the door. "Yeah, one I'll never regret." He opened the door and slammed it behind him.

When he reached the lobby, he had no second thoughts of going back up that elevator and saying he thought wrong. The doorman greeted him a good evening and he responded with a nod. He then stepped out into the pounding rain.

As he walked through the paved streets of Paris, France, he didn't look back to the hotel; he practically left the people he knew for his whole life. A car then passed by him, and wet him with the stream that filled the gutters. He was completely drenched in water by the time he was able to reach the second block.

After walking for what seemed like forever, he reached a posh restaurant. It seemed so welcoming, that he stood and stared at it for quite some time. The red drapes that framed the inside of the windows, the yellow lighting, and the people that ate the seemingly small dishes of food that was presented before them.

Another car came and wet his back. He then looked at the car as if he was about to chase it, but decided to let it slip and be. Before he was about to walk, a voice that was familiar stopped him. "If you'd want an umbrella I'd be happy to lend you one." It was definitely a male. He looked to the entrance of the restaurant and stood a familiar figure. "Or, if you'd want I could bring you to my Villa and have you dried off." He said with concern. "There won't be any need for that…" he replied as he looked down on his shoes which were twice as wet as his clothes. "Don't be silly, you could catch a cold or a flu." The man replied. "I never knew you had a heart…" Bryan replied, looking at the man with a smirk, "…Voltaire"