XP: Hey guys! Hope you didn't wait too long! Here is the next chapter of silence :)
Thanks to phoenix09, its me, Kiray Himawari for reviewing! ^^ I really love reading reviews, it makes me feel proud and want to write more :'D
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So uncool.
Tala covered his face with one hand, the other hand still wound around Ian's waist. He had broken down in front of his teammates. He, the proud, cold, arrogant, sarcastic... well, you know, captain of the untouchable, emotionless Blitzkrieg boys!
Totally uncool.
Tala could feel his face burn with shame. How will he face his teammates from now on? While everyone knew he was the most sensitive out of the bunch(though Bryan still topped at sensitivity to aggravation and violence), he had not cried in front of them for years.
Tala heard Ian make a contented little hum at the back of his throat and snuggle closer to him, and he sighed. The time now was 5pm, and it was a wonder Ian could still fall asleep after he woke up at 9am. He must have been up playing his online games again. Tala felt a little smile twitch at his lips, but the memories of how he had cried so openly made him groan silently again and just want to dig a hole and hide.
He looked at the little photo in the photo frame on his bedside, the photo of all five of them as kids. The photo was a bit old and tattered, but the joy on all of their faces was obvious. Despite his heavy heart and shame, he could feel his spirit rising and his heart lightening as he recalled when the photo was taken, outside the abbey building, surrounded by snow.
(Memories of the past)
"So these are the Blitzkrieg Boys that you are training to enter the championships in a few years?"
Tala blinked up at the old man wearing a suit. He seemed fat and jolly, and looked like he could act as Santa for the more naive kids. Kai disliked friendly people. He turned away violently when the old man looked down at them and smiled. Ian gave a tentative wave when the old man was not deterred by Kai's unfriendliness and gave them a friendly wave. Spencer gave a bare nod of acknowledgement and Bryan was glaring at him with distrust.
"Why, yes, of course, can't you see the potential?" Boris asked with glee. They were conversing in english, and the Blitzkrieg boys have yet to learn it.
"Well, I have to admit they are a special bunch," Mr Dickenson agreed, looking up at down at the boys, checking for signs of abuse. These boys all seemed so different from each other, not just in looks and hair color, but the way the acted, their attitudes, but they were similar in the way they all had a fire burning in their eyes. Mr Dickenson never wanted to see that fire extinguished. The boys looked awfully protective of each other, even though the lilac haired one smacked the hand of the smallest looking one in the group, hissing something distasteful in Russian, probably about him.
Ian glared at Bryan, rubbing his hand, but now looked at Mr Dickenson with a hint of hesitation, before he went to stand behind the other boys instead, hiding behind the bulk of the blond one.
Tala, of course, knew what is was Bryan said.
"He might be a pedophile wanting to buy one of us away! And you're the smallest one out of us, and you're responding well to him!"
Tala snickered, and Kai snorted in amusement, and even Spencer had a smile. Mr Dickenson smiled, even though he knew the joke was by his expense. These boys looked much sweeter and younger when they smiled. They had such a mature look in their eyes, like they had seen too much, and the way they stood, backs ramrod straight, body tensed slightly, arms by their side... it was like a soldier. All of them seemed a little thin too, even if the blond one looked bulky. Mr Dickenson supposed it was just his bone structure.
"You're right, look at the way he's eyeing us!" Ian stammered paranoidly.
Of course, most of them knew Bryan was just joking. They were good judges of characters by now, and knew the bad from the good. They usually met with bad people though. This man was not leering lustfully at them. They knew Bryan just wanted an excuse to hit Ian.
"Idiot, who'd want an ugly runt like you," Bryan snorted. "He'd choose Tala or Kai instead if he wanted... ya know."
"Boris won't dare to sell me, I'm his boss's grandson, plus," Kai grinned maliciously, waving his hand in the air arrogantly. "I would bite dicks off, he'd know, I've bitten his fingers and he needed five stitches!"
The other Blitzkrieg boys looked at Kai in awe.
"...Well, I got punished later," Kai crossed his arms, a pained look crossing his face, before a smug and victorious one replaced it. "But it was totally worth it! You shoulda' seen his face!"
Huh. Tala forgot that Kai used to talk a lot and loved to brag. All of the Blitzkrieg Boys now looked at Tala with disturbed and concerned looks. They knew Tala was the... prettiest out of all of them, with his exotic red hair, beautiful pale blue eyes, creamy white skin and...
"I know what you guys are thinking!" Tala hissed defensively, looking terribly annoyed. "Stop it!"
Just to be safe, though, Spencer shoved Tala behind his back. He was big enough to both hide both Tala and Ian.
Mr Dickenson laughed, though he had no idea what the boys had said. He supposed it was just childish banter, all in good fun. Now, three of the five kids were glaring at him, as though daring him to do something. The red head behind was sulking and rolling his eyes, and the tiny one was tiptoeing to peer over the blond's shoulder. "Well, Boris, may I take a photo of them?"
"Of course," Boris smirked.
With a flash, all five boys were dazed, and Ian even fell over. Kai had to grab onto Bryan's sleeve, who nearly stumbled if not for Spencer's steadying hand, and Tala was shaking the sparks out of his head. They never have had any good experience with flashes.
"What?" Tala asked rudely, staring pointedly at Mr Dickenson, speaking the few english words he knew. He was a fast learner, he learnt from listening to others' speak.
"Oh! It's a camera," Mr Dickenson said patiently, wondering why these boys didn't even know what a camera was as the picture slowly scrolled out from the bottom. It was an old camera. He showed the photo to the curious boys.
"Like a mirror," Bryan breathed. "But cooler."
"Dude, I look fucking ugly in this," Kai scowled.
"I can hardly be seen!" Ian whined.
"I blinked," Spencer added.
"More!" Tala blurted out excitedly, grabbing the arms of the people closer to him, mainly Ian and Kai, who were slightly shocked but let the boy do as he pleased. "More! Mine!"
"Yes, I can make copies for all of you," Mr Dickenson said gently.
Tala laughed loudly as he tried to pull all of his teammates closer. Seeing Tala's joy and with their own curiosity at the camera, they got in position. From the left, it was Bryan, Kai, Tala, Ian and Spencer. Tala flung his arms around the shoulders of Kai and Ian, making them tumble into one another, and they all laughed at Tala's childishness and excitement.
FLASH!
(End of Memory)
(Back in present time)
Tala sighed. Bryan had accidentally ripped his copy in a beyblade fight, Kai had burned his during the black dranzer accident, Spencer had lost it when they changed clothes and their old clothings were thrown away one day in the abbey, and Ian... Ian accidentally flushed it down the toilet. So it was safe to say Tala had the last copy left.
Tala tried as quietly as possible to slip out of the bed unnoticed, removing his arms from In. He felt the bed shift from his weight, and he quietly slipped the blanket off him, slowly stepping across the floor to the door. here was a quiet creak as Tala maneouvered his body out of th tiny gap he opened. He looked around, and heard silence. Spencer ws probably out shpping, it was grocery day. Bryan might be at a bar as his 'favorite' enemies weren't online, despite the early time. Tala quietly made his way to the door. It was almost 6pm now, and the apartment was rather dark.
When his hand touched the cool, brass knob, however...
"Captain."
Tala jumped, startled, and whipped around to see Bryan very close to his face. Tala fidgeted, horribly jittery. How did he not notice Bryan sneaking behind him? He must really be out of it.
Bryan leaned in, smirking. "I know what you're trying to do. Come on, running isn't like you."
Tala sighed. Yes, Byan did know him well. He had met Bryan first after all, followed by Kai, Ian and Spencer. They had spent more time together than the other three.
"Come on, captain, I'll go treat you to a dinner, and maybe we can go crash at a bar again," Bryan encouraged. "This time I'll let you drink lots, loosen up your tongue."
Bryan took Tala by the elbow, gently leading him out of the apartment.
They got on Bryan's motorcycle, with Tala at the back, clutching onto Bryan's waist for dear life as he sped off. (Someone please draw a picture of that!) They even had to shake off the traffic police once. They decided they were both too cool for the helmets, and their hair got wind-tossed and ruffled in the end, but Tala felt much better now, even if his stomach was twisting in a different uncomfortable way, like he was about to puke. Tala was glad he couldn't speak, he would've screamed his head off like a girl in a haunted house. That would have been very embarrassing. Well, he'd scream curses at Bryan instead though, to cover up the other screams.
Bryan brought Tala to a very classy and expensive looking restaurant. He looked around, the restaurant was relatively empty, and the whole place was warmly lit in an orange glow, while a group of people played classical musical instrument on the stage. Tala raised an eyebrow at this. Sure, he liked to eat classy, but still. Moments like this made Tala feel like Bryan was trying to court him... or something. He even opened the door, pushed the chair in, and ordered for Tala! Tala looked at Bryan with a suspicious eye, one hand on his cheek, elbow on the table.
"...What?" Bryan asked finally, once they were both seated.
Tala continued to stare accusingly, leaning forward slightly.
...
"Okay, fine, I just like to pamper you, alright?" Bryan rolled his eyes. Tala snorted, but had a smile on his face as he sat back and relaxed, enjoying the soothing music in the background. Tala smiled at the waiter that came to pour them a glass of wine each.
Tala knew.
Tala knew that Bryan liked to have Tala all for himself.
Not that Bryan was gay, of course.
Bryan and Tala always had been rather close. When Tala met Kai, Bryan had ben very, very jealous and spiteful. He had always hated Kai ever since. Even Spencer and Ian, Bryan had a hard time accepting them in the beginning. In truth, Tala felt quite flattered, and a little guilty, and so tried to spend more time with Bryan. Bryan loved the time they shared alone.
"Too bad you can't talk," Bryan said sadly, swirling his glass of wine.
A pang of guilt hit Tala hard, and he gave a flustered and apologetic look to Bryan when he saw Bryan looking down because of him.
"It's fine, I'm not gonna pressure you into telling me what's wrong," Bryan said gently, sipping the wine. "You'd tell us when you're ready... Or maybe you would," Bryan paused, a hateful look crossing his face, "tell that bastard Hiwatari instead."
Tala laughed, smacking Bryan gently on the arm. He had always found Bryan's hatred of Kai somewhat funny. Bryan pouted, knowing what Tala was thinking.
They had a quiet dinner, which Tala enjoyed, and they made their way to the bar in the dark night. Tala stuck close to Bryan, so close that their arms touched slightly as they walked, hands in their pockets to warm them. Though perhaps Kai might've complained as he hated physical contact, Bryan secretly liked it, so he didn't comment about it. Tala smiled at Bryan and moved even closer, their legs moving in perfect synchronicity. They shared a soft smile, feeling content.
They stepped into the noisy bar, ignoring the excited buzzing of people and the drumming of the beats in the background, making their way to the counter. They ignored the flirtatious winks and sly touches, knowing tonight was just for the two of them. They sat down, and Bryan ordered drinks for the both of them, and they drank quietly.
"I remember when we used to make Ian sneak out of that hole in the wall we found in the abbey to steal vodka," Bryan smirked. "And from the guards too. They never knew it was us."
Tala snickered and drank deeply from his glass.
"Ahh, those were good times. 'Cept when we found out Spencer had low alcohol tolerance and went drunk quickly, he's heavy, that dude, lugging him back to our cell was not pleasant, or how Ian became suicidally cuddly-" Bryan said darkly.
Tala snickered again. Ian had clung onto Bryan's waist and refused to let go even though Bryan sprouted all sorts of death threats with an angry beet red face and a raised fist. He never carried them out though.
Bryan snorted when he saw his captain found humor in his misery. "Or when Kai became a kissing monster after drinking like, three bottles stubbornly..."
At this, Tala blushed darkly. Kai had never remembered, but Tala made sure Kai never drank too much alcohol again. Kai had latched onto Tala's shirt and kissed the life out of him, grabbing and moaning like a needy whore, before kissing lower and lower... Tala gulped.
This time, it was Bryan who laughed at his captain's embarrassment.
"What're you two doing?"
Startled, Tala and Bryan turned around, to see Spencer glaring at them, shouting over the noise to be heard."Why didn't you tell me you weren't gonna be home for dinner? Ian told me you two eloped!"
Tala stared at Bryan, who gave a sheepish and guilty laugh. He had forgotten to tell Spencer. Tala grinned then. Bryan really had a short term memory.
"AND WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT DRINKING?" Spencer growled.
"Just coz you can't tolerate alcohol doesn't mean we can't," Bryan mumbled.
"I HEARD THAT!"
Tala laughed quietly.
"Who's the one coming home smashed everyday?" Spencer retorted.
"Touche," Bryan smirked, looking at his amused captain.
"YOU TWO ARE COMING HOME NOW!"
Tala stood up, and brushed himself off, easily admitting defeat. Bryan, however, seemed to be intent on making a scene. He gripped onto the edge of the bar with his fingers and refused to let go no matter how hard Spencer pulled.
"OW! SPENC!"
"LET GO!" Spencer snarled.
"NEVAARRRRR!"
A crowd was starting to gather and watch the scene. It was rather funny afterall, watching the famous bad boy Bryan be pulled at like a kid who refused to go home. Tala pretended not to know them, looking away.
"TALA, HELP ME!" both of them screamed in unison. Tala looked at the both of them and shrugged. He wasn't going to take sides. He wanted to take Bryan's of course, but Spencer would kill him.
Eventually, Bryan gave up, his fingers were hurting and he knew he wouldn't get anymore drinks. He'd sneak out later. Spencer didn''t really care if he drank anyway, he knew Bryan was on the point of no return. He was just here to save Tala from Bryan's bad influence. So, Bryan suddenly released his grip and sent both he and Spencer flying back.
The crowd laughed as Spencer and Bryan crashed into other tables, breaking many glasses, with both of them cussing like sailors. Luckily, Bryan was on top of Spencer, so he suffered lesser damage. Bryan smirked. That would teach Spencer to mess with his and Tala's relaxing time together!
"BRYAN..." Spencer bristled, standing up roughly, grabbing Bryan by the ear. "That's it! HOME, NOW! TALA!" Tala grinned and followed behind his two teammates who were leaving, one dragging the other by the ear.
**End of Chapter 4**
XP: I'm sorry, but I REALLY love making Spencer's words BOLD. :P
For anyone who's interested, Spencer's image was based on someone in my life.
And I'm trying to portray Tala well by using my own emotions from different situations.
Hope I did it well! :)
I wish I had the other Blitzkrieg boys as my friends D;
