I am sorry but I am not having amy ideas for my other story so I am postponig it... But I will not give up until I've finished it!

Meanwhile I hope you enjoy this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of its characters.

The clock located in the tower of the church gave the twelve chimes of midnight. Everything was deserted. Or almost…

Bright red hair, blown by the harsh cold wind, covered the ice blue eyes of the tall young male that stood in the middle of the cemetery. In front of him, two graves lay. In them, it could be read:

Alexandra Valkov - 1953-1996
Loving mother, beloved wife and dear friend.

Nikolai Valkov - 1950-1996
Father, husband, and above all, friend.

- Mom, Dad… I can't believe it's been one year already… You can't imagine how much we miss you. Even if she tries not to show it, I know she misses you… -the male sighed- I wish you could be here. If not for us then for Tala… You should both be here for him.

Another red haired blue eyed angel like figure, this one a female, approached slowly, trying to go unnoticed and silently watching the male. He knelt in front of the graves, quietly saying his goodbyes and turned to leave, finding himself face to face with the female.

- Erika? What are you doing here at this hour? I thought you'd be at home, sleeping.

- First, my dear twin, you too are here at this hour –she answered sarcastically- and second…it was a year ago that Mom and Dad died, Alex, I just wanted to come visit them.

- I thought you didn't like to come here, looks like I was wrong.

- No, Alex, you're not… I hate coming here. I just came because of them…

The boy, Alex, could not help but notice a hint of nostalgia and sadness in her voice. - You miss them a lot, don´t you?

The answer was soft and barely audible: - More than you can imagine…

The two of them were grateful for the comforting veil of silence that covered them. There were no words needed for them to understand each other.

Finally, the female, Erika, broke the silence: -Let's go home. This place gives me the chills…or it could just be the cold Russian air… Besides I'm totally worn out from Tala's birthday party.

- Tala… - Alex suddenly came to a realization - You didn't leave him alone at home, did you?

- Of course not, Alexander! He's sleeping in the car. I wouldn't even dream of leaving my 1 year-old brother alone at home!

The male exhaled in relief: - Good. We should go back now; I don't like to leave him alone in place like this…

Erika nodded, understanding what he was feeling, and leaned down to drop a kiss on each of their parents' photos.

She stood up again and together they started walking towards the car.

As they got close to the car, they could hear crying so they rushed to get there. In a single motion, Erika opened the door and grabbed her baby brother, hugging him.

-Shhhh… We're here, Tal…

-Hush…It's okay…

As Tala calmed down, comforted by both his siblings, Alexander asked him:

-What's wrong, Wolf? Did something happen?

-Scared…no there…

-We're sorry, Tal…We didn't mean to scare you, we just had to go do something important and you were sleeping…-Erika explained softly -We're sorry…

-'Lex and Erika no leave?

-No, Wolf, we'll never leave you- reassured Alexander- Now, how about we all go home and get some sleep?

-No tired!

Sure enough, Tala was wide awake.

-In that case, we'll find something to do 'till you're sleepy again. – Erika knew that they wouldn't be able to put him to sleep unless he wanted to, so they just promised themselves a nice and warm cup of coffee.

The siblings all got in the car and headed home.

Eventually, they sat down on the couch, the youngest cuddled between his older brother and sister, looking through the family photo album and the siblings all ended up falling asleep there.