:::PLEASE READ::: Okay, so I just into some major trouble for something really stupid, and, knowing my dad, I'm gonna be grounded from the computer for a while. So it may be a while before I can update again. I'm horribly sorry guys. (Good news is that I'll be able to write the chapters on paper and when I come back, I can just type up all the chapters and finish the story within one or two days.) Also, after typing this chapter, I'm gonna type up my Valentine's Day story and try to sneak in some time on a friend's computer to post it. :D
Well…as you can tell Kyoya has lost his marbles. See what happens. :)So, enjoy this chapter. I do not own Beyblade.
Chapter One: Enter Doji, of the Dark Nebula
"Interesting." He spoke the word slowly, contemplating his next move. He lifted the glass of orange juice to his lips and closed his eyes as he took a sip. "No more Ginga Hagane? I thought Kyoya would fail that mission." His voice was filled with mockery. He scooted back in the chair, setting his glass on the table and standing up slowly. The bright light in the dining room glared on the lenses of his glasses as he turned to speak to his butler. "How about we welcome Kyoya Tategami as a full member of the Dark Nebula, hmm?"
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Kyoya held out his hand and retrieved Leone, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. He slipped the bey into his pocket without even looking at it. Pride swelled deep inside him as a cool, dry night breeze blew through his hair. He couldn't hear Ginga anymore; he had plummeted into the depths of Wolf Canyon and was surely dead. But the cold satisfaction he felt didn't last long. His skin itched for another battle. Defeating Ginga had been great, but the look of horror on his face had been absolutely priceless. He wanted to see another person, not only devastated from the loss, but filled with the terror of what Leone could do. Then he heard a very faint sniffling noise. Turning, he saw Hikaru.
She was on her knees, holding Ginga's scarf up to her face and crying into it softly. Kyoya took only a few slow steps to reach her, his arms crossed. He glared down at the terrified girl. Hikaru fell silent, then looked up at him. She dropped the scarf at her feet as she stood up. She stared at him through narrowed eyes.
"Fool!" Kyoya shouted suddenly, grabbing her shoulders. He swung her around and pushed her against the tall rock. "If you had been over there with Ginga, I would've made the same move, and you might have been thrown over the edge, too."
She turned her head so he couldn't look her in the eyes.
His voice was soft and affectionate. "I don't want to lose you," he murmured, his mouth close to her neck.
The tears were gone. Hikaru refused to let him drag her into this any longer. She gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to keep from giving in as he kissed her neck gently. When he pulled away, she glared at him. "Get away from me."
Kyoya smiled, grabbing her hand and pulling her closer to him. "Why would you say that?"
"No, no!" Hikaru tried to wriggle away from his grip. "Don't touch me!"
"What's wrong with you?" He asked in a teasing tone.
"What's wrong with you?" Hikaru retorted. "You made a promise, and you broke it!" She blinked slowly, gasping as she realized that his suddenly friendly gaze almost made her give up the argument. "You-You've been teasing me, using me! I don't think you ever really loved me at all!"
Kyoya seemed a little taken aback and his gaze hardened. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a loud droning noise. She leaned over to peer past Kyoya and saw a helicopter getting closer and closer. Kyoya put his hands on the rock, on either side of Hikaru's head so she couldn't escape, before he turned around.
The blades of the helicopter chopped up the air, throwing up dust in the gusts of wind. At last it was close enough that the noise was deafening. The helicopter landed and the ground almost seemed to shake at the impact. The blades ceased to rotate and the strong wind grew still.
A tall man wearing a dark purple suit stepped carefully out of the helicopter, carrying a wine glass full of orange juice. The man took slow steps toward the two, pausing once to take a small drink from the glass. At last, he stood in front of them and lowered his head to his glasses twinkled in the silver moonlight. He lifted the glass into the hair, tilting it toward Kyoya with a dark smile.
"Kyoya Tategami, I congratulate you on your win." When Kyoya didn't respond, the man continued, leaning over to look at Hikaru. "Have you recruited someone else for the Dark Nebula? She looks innocent; surely no one would expect her to be a spy?"
Hikaru narrowed her eyes. "I am not going to help you. I was just leaving." She shoved Kyoya away, and turned to go. "I'll leave now and you can forget about me." She glanced over her shoulder at Kyoya. "Both of you."
"Oh, I beg to differ. You know too much already," he chuckled, as two men in white outfits leaped from the helicopter and grabbed her arms. She gasped in surprise. Kyoya turned around and began to walk toward the helicopter, hands in his pockets and head down. The man walked over to Hikaru and leaned forward to glare into her eyes. "Kyoya, is she a blader?"
"Yes, Doji."
"Then we can use her strength as fuel for the dragon." Doji looked back at Kyoya. "Do you mind? You don't have a special relationship with this girl?"
"No. Do whatever you want with her. Just make sure I never have to see her face again."
Again, guys, I'm really sorry that I won't be able to post too much for a while. :( Anyways, got any comments? Thanks for reading.
