So sorry for such a late up date! I've been extremely busy with my school work and exams I just haven't had the time to start the new chapter. However I'm getting extremely annoyed that I'm not updating and decided to quickly write up a new chapter. Again thanks so much for the people who's reviewing or favouring the story ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade
Blinding lights flashed across fragile eyes that slowly opened in an attempt to cause less pain. Looking up at a drab ceiling which was losing the battle against up-coming mold from sudden doses of condensation, Kai winced slightly letting his senses flood back into his mind once more. His fingertips slightly brushed against something smooth, unwelcoming, morbid. Pressing his nails against the surface an agonising screech reverberated across the room, sending impending chills down the young lad's spine making himself writhe against what felt like leather straps that tied him down like an uncivilised nutcase.
"Fuck me" he whimpered slightly at the sudden on coming migraine forming across his right eye. Again a short series of coughing fits racked Kai's body in an attempt to escape from their animate prison.
"My my, we are a little ill today. Could it be someone forgot to get better before leaving this establishment?"
"Fuck you Boris" Kai glared at his captor refusing to back down or show any signs of weakness. He knew the game that Boris liked to play, the only weaponry now that could be used to throw off the 'King' would be to watch his steps.
"Gladly Kai, you know how we enjoy our little alone sessions?" the elder smirked.
"Not so much as I enjoy Tala's" Eyebrows furrowed as Boris lent in close to the slate –haired boy. Oh how his blood stewed at the meagre thought of someone even daring to touch his, his! Precious, innocent yet skilled little Kai was unimaginable. Yet the thought of his 'pet' allowing himself to be tainted by the rats of this rotten abbey, all but made his mind twist and develop certain malice towards a red haired, blue-eyed brat.
Grabbing Kai's neck he forced the younger to look into his eyes. Struggling, Kai gasped for air like a Koi carp in pond captured and overrun by slime disease, decreasing the oxygen the creature had. Only the young Russian was the fish and Boris is the disease anyway- something that had to be killed or better yet diminished.
"You whore, how fucking dare you let 'it' take your body Kai. Don't you like it when I caress your body? Kiss your little throat as you refuse to moan like some innocent little child, whilst all the while your body screams, yearns for more of that touch? What about when I ram into you and you cry passionately for me to stop until I hit that little spot of yours? Mmmm just think of it Kai, the heat, the smells and the only sounds is your adorable little moans and the sounds of our bodies slapping together from the sweat?"
"Are you sure you're not fucking my Grandpa? I understand you need glasses but that's ridiculous Boris- go to Specksavers" Instantly the grip on his neck tightened by the fury above him as it lowered itself upon the younger letting the other hand slip downwards towards his trousers, pulling against the zipper leisurely allowing the sounds of the metal teeth unclasping, reach the boy's ears. It was too late now; Kai succumbed to the notion knowing only one thing.
He had lost the game.
Tala sighed in frustration pacing around his dank, cold and malnourished room that consisted of two broken beds and a small shelf that held a couple of books. He looked towards a grey door that was once a upon a time ivory before scowling at it being locked. He knew why he wasn't laying somewhere in the abbey, restrained to an object whilst being tortured into submission begging for forgiveness. Once again the red-head banged against the door with his body hoping for it to magically pop open. With out any luck, Tala slid against the objects face, reluctantly allowing his knees to perch forward as his arms embrace them in a tight hug.
"Why Boris? Why take Kai and not me?" Tears cascaded down his young porcelain cheeks, fear gripped him in its clutches as to think what sick things Boris could be doing to Kai. Looking up momentarily at the ceiling before sealing his glance downwards, Tala remembered that fateful night where the unspeakable happened to his best friend. On one cold winter's night he awoke from his slumber to find Kai nervously looking towards the bedroom door in front of them, his lithe frame emaciated from the lack of nourishment, shake recklessly before him as the impending sound of footsteps approached closer towards the pair. Tears silently fell across their captive's face, a slight sob slithered from the young boy's body just as the ghostly steps stopped in front of the door. Kai backed up rapidly, the wall preventing him from going any further. His terrified, timid little mahogany eyes trembled in the monster's quake as the door knob started to begin to turn.
The young Russian glanced towards his best friend before running across to Tala's side. Wrapping his arms around Kai, Tala held him close and breathed in his familiar scent of mulled wine and pine trees.
"Are you in there little Kai?" Nobody spoke, nobody moved. Even Tala tried to calm down his beating heart; cuddling Kai further.
"You know I don't like being kept waiting…you should know that of all people" By this time the door knob had clicked into place, a latch released itself from its sanctum allowing access to demon on the other side.
"T-Tala?" whispered Kai
"Yes Kai?"
"You promised to keep me safe? Y-you did mean it did you?"
"Kai…"
Crimson eyes peered through the door that was left ajar making the slate-haired lad clutch the elder boy beside him. Yes, the promise. Long before Tala and Kai had even approached the Abbey, the boys had been together since childhood. The times they played in each other's back yard covered in malleable snow, where their Mum or Dad would bring a hot chocolate smothered in either whipped cream or marshmallows-depending on their mood of course. It was a time when sleepovers became one of the most amazing events to kids and stories of fairytales and mythical legends became an obsession to fantasise over. Hours and even days were spent between the two beyblading hoping to hone their skills in order to become the best, to honour the family name- yet still be the best of friends, even when their bitbeats was revealed to them at a young age they stuck with one another like inseparable brothers.
Like the seasons of the year, their lives changed for the worst. Flames flickered throughout a building, a young child held by the arms of his mother as she tried to smile for her son whilst the flames licked her skin from behind. Outside in the front garden, her husband lay motionless amongst the frost. His beautiful conker eyes stared aimlessly towards the house in front whilst men dressed in ebony cloaks surround him, making it seem as though it was nothing but an illusion. Not much could be remembered that night, by the time Tala and woken up he was in the back of a van, Kai was cuddled beside him keeping his gaze on his best friend.
"Tala?"
"Yes Kai?"
"Promise to keep me safe won't you? I'll protect your back if you watch mine…won't you?" A small smile played across Tala's lips.
"Of course we will; Wolborg and I"
"Thank you"
The memory was washed away as Boris advanced forward on the two. Tala scrambled for his blade and launcher as Kai tried to kick off the elder man, screaming for his friend to save him. Finally Tala shoved his blade into the launcher and aimed it at Boris.
"Let it rip!"
Screeching in pain, Boris clutched his left eye furthermore tightening his hold on Kai's wrist making him cry harder as a sickening crack echoed around the four walls. Wolborg steadied itself before the lavender-haired Russian awaiting for an attack, whilst Tala leapt forward for the man trying to strangle him from behind. Kai thrashed around ignoring the pain from his dislocated body piece, wanting to get away like a horse from the slaughter.
"Guards!" yelled Boris. Human figures appeared from the darkened hallway, the red-haired lad snarled at the hands and arms gripping around his limps in order to remove him from the current position. Like a wolf he howled in frustration to his bit beast that was being stoned at by other members of the establishment. Nothing could help either of them now. The cries, the screams and the pleading from Kai ran through his memory along with the night both their parents died. The memoirs of his promise to Kai, the promise he could not fulfil- the promise he had dishonoured. He watched as Boris had managed to stand up above Kai pinning him face down upon the mattress. Hands fumbled with the young boy's pyjamas, slowly pulling them down to reveal a tight perky ass. The elder pressed against the younger boy's kissing the sight before him, nipping at certain crevices that should only be used on a loved one.
"Let him go!" shouted Tala. Boris looked across the room smirking, his eyes fixated at the anger and sudden jealousy that had risen in his pupil's eyes.
"Don't you like what you see?" Boris cupped Kai's cheeks within his dirty palms forcing him to look crosswise towards Tala. Shame and disgrace flashed before him as Kai cast his look down below him. Furiously Tala started to struggle again whilst Boris laughed at the scene displayed before him. Instantly he pulled down his trousers pressing the tip of his dick at Kai's entrance.
"Remember this Kai, it's I that claims your innocence and it's I who has the power to control you"
"You dirty bastard!" screamed the other boy. Kai looked back at Tala before looking away in defeat- why bother fighting now?
"Make him watch!" commanded Boris. He rammed himself into the younger; hands forced and pried Tala's eyes open to look at the scene displayed before him, his head fixated in one place and one place only. Boris continued to thrust into the phoenix wielder, still sucking at the conjunction between Kai's neck and collar bone. Refusing to allow any sounds pass his lips the slate-haired boy bit his tongue to block out the pain and disgust that emitted below him. A coppery taste became present in his mouth almost wanting to make him vomit, he closed his eyes picturing being back at home in his mother's grasp. Amongst the darkness a phoenix shrouded in crimson, orange and yolk yellow calmly paced forward. Her crest illuminating the blackness, forest-green eyes staring deep into Kai's soul, those words spoken were the same before his mother died.
"Never give up" In the outside world it was hell, however no man can tame the feelings and dreams a child keeps within. No one could separate the wielder of a bit beast from their loyal totem animal. Dranzer was his saviour and will continue to be. Before long Boris released his seed, he pulled out unaware of Kai's unconsciousness and looked at Tala. Calmly he strode up to the wolf blader; eye's never leaving icy blue ones.
"Remember this you little fucker, he's mine and mine only. If I ever catch you around him- I'll kill you" Boris looked up at the guards still holding Tala then back to Kai.
"Put him in the isolation unit" he ordered.
"Yes Sir"
With that the men in noir cloaks obeyed their master's orders starting to drag Tala across the frostbitten, putrid floor covered in dust and splodges of blood. Having been placed in a claustrophobic, dark room with no windows the youthful Russian in the end allowed his tears to fall for the first time in this rotten abbey. The mere thought of his best friend laying there on that disgusting bed, soiled in not only Kai's virgin blood but the nauseating essence of Boris's pleasure almost made him vomit. They would have their day.
One day.
After all this time the door to Tala and Kai's room clicked open as a figure quietly tried to push the door aside. The red-head jumped up, quickly turning to see the visitor on the opposite surface. To his relief staring back at him with dark ochre eyes stood Kai, on the outside his smile tried to show pride and bravery, he cheeks turned upright to allow the smile. All the while those brown orbs told the tale of a delusion and the same emotions he had felt all those years ago.
"Kai?"
"Yes?" the younger blader looked at his partner before walking into the room, going towards a book on the shelf named Jane Eyre. Engulfing him in a tight embrace, Tala kissed the shell of his ear holding him snugly.
"Jeez what the hell's up with you?"
"I know what he has done" Kai tensed up at hearing that, keeping his gaze down the book's front cover.
"I know he has raped you again Kai, you can't keep hiding it" choked Tala as beads of water freely started to drip upon the slate-haired boy's shoulders. He placed his head next to Kai's, cheek against cheek watching those eyes once again as if they were something to read like the stars in the midnight sky.
"It can't be helped" admitted the phoenix wielder. Kai dropped the book on the bed before looking up at Tala.
"I won't be broken"
"I sure hope not" Pulling the elder down, Kai gently placed his lips upon Tala's cheek softly kissing him as though the boy in front would shatter from the slightest touch. Every time Boris would take Kai, the lad would return to Tala putting on his brave façade, and every time this happened they would give a hug and a kiss. Not like they were in love with each other- but enough to try and wash the fragments of Boris away.
"We will escape" whispered Kai
Tala smirked.
"Of course"
Sorry that's totally crap and sorry for the long wait I side-tracked with so many things, sorry for the poor quality this is not only my first yaoi and even M-rated story but it was my first lemon writing; horrible right? Please review hopefully with the exams over soon the next chapter won't be so long to wait for. Please review! It helps me so much ^^;
~YaseixTaka