Disclaimer: I wonder what Takao Aoki does with all his money that he made off a story about spinning tops...
Hello again guys! So it's Thursday September 25th at 1:42 in the morning and I have learned that the internet has been disconnected so here I am writing...(I literally do not have a life outside of work). So to my wonderful and faithful friends; Little A Granger, Tyka's Flower and adbhut, this is for you! (Seriously you guys are the only reason why I update, you have no idea how much I love you all lol)
So here is the dreaded chapter 9...
WARNINGS: This chapter might be hard to read for some...I won't say all the warnings in fear of giving stuff away. So I recommend having some tissues, and maybe a stuff bear and yeah...your gonna hate Boris. I'm sorry. So...all the warnings in existence!
Slowly mahogany eyes opened, then quickly shut again in pain. His throbbing head was killing him! He tried to remember what had happened. The image of Boris' twisted smile came to him and he shot up. He remembered! Taking down Kusenov, the line with Tala suddenly going dead, Boris surprising them...Kai! He looked to his left, relieved to see Kai's sleeping form. He shook his former captain. "Kai? Kai! Wake up buddy, we're in trouble!" When he didn't respond, Tyson got worried. "KAI!" Immediately fearing the worst, he rolled the man's body over and pressed his ear to his chest listening for a heartbeat. When he heard the steady pumping of the organ, his worries subsided and he took a deep breath.
He looked at his surroundings. They appeared to be in some sort of cell. There were two beds on opposite concrete walls and a small toilet. The floor was cold and everything was absolutely filthy. Noticing a small door, he tried it, unsurprised to find it locked. On pure reflex he reached for his blade, brown eyes widening when his fingers only met with air.
Dejected, he sunk to his knees. "Kai, you need to wake up. We don't have our blades and we're stuck in this dump. I-I," he gulped. "I don't know what to do." A familiar warmth wrapped around his heart. "Dra-Dragoon?" he asked into the darkness.
"Come now Tyson, you have to be strong. I believe in you as you have believed in me." the beast whispered to him. As the warmth slowly disappeared, the World Champion stood up.
"Thanks buddy. Don't worry, I'll get you, Dranzer and Kai all out of here. I'll get us all home." he smiled as he thought of it. Home was his cooky grandfather, Kai's cats and Kai all at the dojo together. Home was him and Kai beyblading, practising new moves. He had to go home.
With new-found strength, and confidence he pounded on the steel door. "Hey Boris! Get one of your goons here to let us out! You hear me?" To his surprise, within seconds the door opened. A huge wall of a man appeared. He had short, spiky blonde hair with side burns and piercing blue eyes and wore a black business suit. He felt himself being picked up and thrown over the man's shoulder. "Hey! What's the big idea?!"
"I will take you to Master Boris." his booming voice echoed through the small room.
"I can walk on my own, ya know!"
The brute laughed. "But you will try to escape."
"Can't blame a guy for trying."
Tyson watched as they passed several different laboratories and he took notice of the many different cameras. When they came to a stop he listened as the brute knocked on the door. He the found himself placed surprisingly gently on the floor in the middle of the room. His eyes were immediately drawn to the grand desk and to the man smirking behind it. Putting his hands on his hips, the teenager said "Ok, what is your grand plan for world domination this time?"
"Oh my dear Tyson. All this time and not a simple 'hello'?" the old man chided, Tyson just glared. "After you and Brooklyn destroyed BEGA and all of my dreams of getting rich off a pro-blader league were shattered, I found myself broke and penniless, until I came into the acquaintance of a man named Gideon." Noting the glimmer of recognition in the teen's face he continued, "He really is a brilliant man, and we realized we had a common goal; To create the ultimate bitbeast and to take our revenge."
Boris grinned darkly and Tyson found his arms being pulled up and chained to the centre of the ceiling, his feet dangling a few centimetres off the ground. "What gives?!" he cried, trying to worm his hands out of the shackles.
"You know Tyson, you are a very infuriating little boy." came a new voice, one that sent shivers up Tyson's spine, his cinnamon eyes watched as Gideon emerged from the shadows. "And yet, you are the strongest blader in the world. What's even more remarkable is that you've had no special training."
"Yeah, so I'm awesome, what's your point?" spat the captive.
"We just want to know what to look for when selecting our own bladers and to see how they will fair with our bitbeast."
Tyson's body stiffened. "Wait, you actually made a bitbeast?"
"Yes and its far superior to the cyber-bitbeast and even stronger than Black Dranzer!" Gideon said proudly.
"Wow. You still haven't learned yet have you?" said Tyson shaking his head. "Bitbeasts are not something that can be controlled. They are our friends!"
"Hmph, in that case we'll just need to find the perfect 'friend' for our creation." said Boris. "But first, you're going to test it for us."
"Keep dreaming! There is no way I'm going to help you purple-haired sideshow freaks!" growled the teen.
Boris sighed. "We'd figure you'd react this way, that's why we've taken certain measures." A platform rose up from the ground with Dragoon and Dranzer. Each man took a blade and, to Tyson's horror, they held a knife to their bit-pieces. "Now if you don't help us, we'll destroy them!"
Tyson laughed.
"Arg! Don't you understand?! We will destroy your precious Dragoon!" growled Gideon.
"Wow, and everyone calls me stupid." he said rolling his eyes, "If they're gone, you guys will have no way to see if your bitbeast can defeat mine."
The two villains looked at each other. "He's smarter than we thought." whispered Gideon.
Boris smirked. "But still a fool all the same." he cleared his throat. "Yes, but we have something that we can destroy."
"Oh and what would that be?" glared Tyson. "Each other, I hope."
"Oh nothing much, just one of your 'precious friends'... Kai." Boris licked his lips as the delicious look of fear came over the child's face.
"Don't you dare touch him." Tyson's fear turned into white-hot anger and Dragoon's blade glowed brightly as Tyson felt Dragoon's icy-cool power flow through him. A small breeze swept through the room, before quickly transforming into gale-force winds. Everything was flown through the room and the villains struggled to stay on their feet. "If you hurt him, I promise I will take down this whole damn building with me." Tyson's voice echoed and the windows shattered to get the message across. The winds soon died down, leaving a very breathless Tyson, who glared then men down.
Gideon marvelled at the boy. "Extraordinary. Your bond is so strong with your bitbeast, you can channel his powers through you. I wonder if any other holder of a sacred beast can do the same."
"Kai can." answered Boris. "The young man burned 20 of Kusenov's finest men to protect little Kinomiya here." he ran his hand along Tyson's tanned cheek, making the boy's skin crawl. "Unfortunately for you, he's in a coma."
Tyson's heart stopped. "What did you sickos do to him?!"
"It seems that the knock-out gas wasn't enough to keep him down. He woke up half way here and had nearly escaped with you in his arms." Tyson's breath hitched. "My men put him to sleep using tranquilizers. We've then decided to just keep him that way." explained Boris.
"So why not just let him go? There's no way you'd waste all that money and resources to just keep him here, unless..." Brown eyes widened in realization. "You need him for something, don't you?" he brighten when he saw the looks of annoyance on the scientist's faces. "Oh man you should see your faces!" he chuckled, "Guess that means you've run out of blackmail, huh? So how about we just do this the easy way? You go back to whatever sewer you were living in and you leave me and my friends alone, deal?"
"Hehehehe, oh Tyson. You have so much left to learn." Boris gave him a twisted grin, before he pulled his arm back and punched the young boy in the stomach, making Tyson cough and splutter as the air was forced out of his lungs. He wanted to double over in pain, but the restraints prevented him from doing so. He looked up at his captures with defiant eyes.
"You hit like a bitch."
That comment earned him another devastating blow. "Hit me all you want, I'll never help you!" he spat in the man's face.
"Don't worry. We'll break you eventually." Boris promised as he hit the teen again. This time Tyson heard a sickening crack and the wave of pain made his body want to convulse. A metallic taste filled his mouth and he spat. Blood dirtied the wine-coloured carpet.
The Dragon Master smirked. "Just try it."
Hours later, guards dragged Tyson's limp body back to his cell and threw him into the room, the Japanese teen landed on his stomach with a pained groan emerging from his lips.
Everything hurt. He was sure at least 4 of his ribs were broken, his chest burned from the slashings he had received from the whip, and he was pretty sure if he looked in the mirror he would throw-up in disgust. His arms...he was surprised that with the amount of time that he had spent hanging, they hadn't dislocated, they felt like he had been holding up a truck all day! Relieved to find that his legs were relatively undamaged, he crawled his way over to Kai and curled his broken form on the Russian's strong, warm chest and somehow just felt a little safer.
"Kai?" his voice was horse and his breaths were raspy. "I-I know that B-Boris said you were in a c-coma...b-but that doesn't mean you can't h-hear me, right?" he was met with silence, but breathing in Kai's mint and cinnamon scent, he was instantly calmed. "Boris wants me to test his and Giddeon's...yeah...the purple-haired sideshow freaks are working together...they want me to test their bitbeast. They want to see how it compares to Dragoon. I would never agree to help those psychos, but I don't know how much more of this I can take. I won't leave you and Dranzer. I'll fight for as long as I can." Water droplets stung his eyes and fell down his cheeks. This was the first time he had cried since Kai had walked back into his life again. "Please, wake-up. Wake-up so I can bust us out of here and were can go home. Remember home? With me, Gramps and your cats at the dojo?" he sniffed.
"They told me you had carried me when you tried to escape. I can't stop wondering that if I had just stayed out of this, you would have broken free already. I'm sorry, this is all my fault. All I do is hold you back." he sobbed. The tears flowed freely now. He cried there, lying on the dirty, concrete floor with his unconscious best friend. Broken and bleeding, crying his heart out as the wonderful, gentle arms of sleep slowly pulled him in.
~Dream~
Tyson found himself at the river where he had first met Kai. It was sunset and the red and orange hues made it seem like everything was encased in a gentle fire. The wind was warm and it blew around him invitingly.
"Kinomiya?" he spun around towards that smoky voice – the one he would know anywhere.
"Kai!" he breathed, happy to see him, but he was looking at him with pain and guilt in his eyes. "Kai?"
"What have they done to you?" the older choked out, the words barely above a whisper. Tyson looked down, his wounds clearly visible. This wasn't a normal dream. This was somehow –
real.
"It doesn't matter. I won't let them break me. But you need to wake up Kai! I won't leave without you!"
The man gave a slow, sad smile. "I can't. I've been trying. All day. But every time I get close, I'm pulled back here again. It must be because they give me another round of drugs."
Tyson's eyes widened. "You know you're in a coma?"
The dual-haired teen nodded. "Sometimes when the medication is wearing off, I can hear everything...I just can't opened my eyes."
"Oh."
They stared at each other for a moment. "You should just leave me. Boris won't kill me with you gone, he'll have no choice but to wake me up and I can make my escape then."
"No way Kai!" protested the bluenette.
"Kinomiya." growled Kai, warningly.
"You were shot with freaking tranquilizers Kai! Tranquilizers!" he crossed his arms. "I'm not leaving you with theses mad men!"
"But-" his voice dropped to a whisper. "I can't leave you with these monsters either."
A soft smile came over Tyson's face. "Don't worry, I can handle it. I'll figure out someway to get us both out of here. You can bet on it." he slammed his fist on his chest, forgetting about his wounds and groaned in pain.
Crimson eyes softened and he laid a hand on his rival's shoulder. "Well if you insist on being an idiot – let me help." he pulled the smaller into a tight embrace.
"Kai?"
"Shush. Close your eyes. Do you hear her?"
Tyson did as instructed and concentrated, then he heard it. That unmistakeable screech. "Dranzer?"
Both of their bodies started glowing a shimmering red as Dranzer's power flowed through them. Slowly Tyson opened his eyes. All of his pain was gone! He looked up at Kai to tell him, shocked to find tears running down painted cheeks. Gently he wiped them away.
At first Kai was stunned by the action, then leaned into the touch. "Phoenix's tears have healing powers." Tyson nodded in understanding and he felt the Phoenix Master hold him closer. "Just...don't die Tyson."
Tyson smiled. This was the first time Kai had ever used his first name. "Don't worry. I have no intentions of letting them win." he chuckled. "We've been through evil child soldiers, evil bitbeasts, dark bladers, evil robots and Brooklyn. There's no way I'm going to let Boris or Gideon beat me." he looked down at his hands. "Woah. What the-?" His hands were becoming more transparent by the second.
"You're waking up." Kai's grip tighten around the boy. "Goddamn bastards are limiting your sleep. The day I wake up, I will make them all pay!" He looked down and looked into Tyson's bright brown eyes. "Be strong, Kinomiya. Don't let them break you."
Tyson gave him his championship smile. "I won't Kai." His body disappeared and Kai was left hugging himself.
Rage poured through the Russian and he slammed his fist into the ground. "You had better pray I never wake up Boris! When I do, I'll show you no mercy! How dare you hurt him!" tears ran down his cheeks. "TYSON!"
His Dranzer blade suddenly spun next to him and Kai' chuckled darkly. "That's right. I have all the time in the world to train." he picked up the blade and clutched it into his hand. He loaded it into his launcher and took a deep breath and widened his stance. "Let it RIP!"
~End Dream~
Freezing cold wetness brought back the bluenette from the thralls of slumber. "Hey is it too much to ask for a little shut-eye before I get tortured?" He grumbled at the figures in the room that had yet to come into focus.
"Well that depends if you're willing to assist us." came Boris' sickly sweet voice.
"Keep dreaming you deranged psycho. I would rather take on a thousand Brooklyns than join you any day!" he rubbed his eyes and his vision finally became clear. Boris was in his cell along with the behemoth of a man from yesterday and another guy who looked like he spent way too much time at the gym.
He glanced over at Kai, his heart fluttered when he saw the tear-stains that were left on his cheeks (and yet didn't smudge his blue face paint). Noticing the lack of pain he was in only confirmed what his heart had knew all along. That was no dream. He was suddenly happy that his face and clothes were still caked with dried blood. He couldn't let the men see that his injuries had been miraculously healed.
"Maybe a thousand lashings will make you change your tune. Shall we return to the torture chamber?" the former head-priest asked, signalling his employees to grab the teenager. He was unnerved when his captive showed no fear at all. Just that unwavering, defiant, cocky glare. Then again, Kai had the same defiance and it took weeks before he finally submitted.
Though – that was because he was trying desperately to save one of the boys at the abbey. He glanced over at the unconscious, yet beautiful Russian. He still remembered how tight the then 10-year old's ass was. All those delicious moans and screams. Right now it would be so easy to take the sleeping boy here on the floor.
A freezing blast of wind brought him into reality and into the icy, protective glare of Tyson Kinomiya. "So are we going to get this over with or not?"
"Hmm, so impatient for your beating? Well since you're so eager..."
As the four men walked down the hallway, Tyson couldn't help but to be unnerved with the way Boris had been looking at Kai. The look was hungry, lustful and longing, He decided to go with his gut and do everything in his power to keep the man away from Kai.
He screamed as the whip broke through flesh. His wounds throbbed in pain. His vision was beginning to blacken around the edges. Damn. He had lost a lot of blood.
"Well, you two seem to have this handled." through his blurred vision he watched Boris turn to leave. Panicking, he focused his energy and to his satisfaction he heard a door slam.
"What's wrong Boris? A little blood making ya queezy?" he challenged, breathing heavily, his blood-soaked hair clinging to his face.
"Not at all. In fact, spill a little more." Boris watched in satisfaction at the fear that flooded the little upstart's face as he took out a serrated knife from his pocket. He jabbed into the boy's shoulder, erupting a delightful scream from the child. Wanting to prolong the pain, he twisted the dagger. "I don't know who you think you are Tyson Kinomiya, but I will break you." he whispered.
"Heh. I'm the one who you will never break." the last thing he saw was the fist coming towards his face.
~Dream~
"Tyson! Oh god! Tyson!" Kai caught the blood-soaked teenager and gently placed him on his lap. This wasn't good, even in this realm the boy was unconscious. "Tyson, wake up! Come back to me!" Tears fell from his eyes and landed on the child below him. The boy's body glowed briefly before mahogany eyes finally opened.
"Kai?" he brushed away the tears from pale cheeks. "It's ok, I'm fine."
A comfortable silence followed as Kai cradled his beloved's head to his chest. "Why did you push yourself so hard?"
"To protect you."
Kai froze. "Protect me from what?"
"Boris. I didn't like the way he was looking at you." The taller sighed. Despite his best attempts, he couldn't hide everything in his past. "I'm right to be worried, aren't I?"
"Don't worry about it. It's nothing I can't handle." he stroked the boy's blue hair softly.
"Doesn't matter. If I can prevent it, I will. No one deserves to go through everything you've gone through."
"Least of all you, Kinomiya. Let me fight my own battles."
Brown eyes filled with tears. "The thing is you can't."
Kai froze and for the first time realized how truly weak and powerless he was.
There was nothing he could do to protect himself or Tyson. Meanwhile Tyson was willing to die and take on all of Boris' evil. Fresh tears started to fall.
Both boys cried silently in their beautiful, perfect world with the everlasting sunset. One for the one who could not protect himself and one for the one who believed he could protect everyone.
Their tears awakened the beasts who watched over them. They could feel their fear, their sadness, their guilt. Enough was enough. Combining their powers, they created a purple barrier on their door. One that would give their masters the time they needed to have a fighting chance.
A/N- *Hands out tissues * Alright, that was so hard and painful to write and it brought a tear to my eye. So now you know how evil Boris is. Yes, yes I know Kai being raped as a child is a storyline that is so overused...but after watching the part where Kai sees Boris for the first time in season 1 and not even allowing him touch him, and the fact that Kai flinches at any unwanted touch throughout the series...that kinda screams sexual abuse to me. (Trust me, I would know the signs better than anyone.)
That being said if you are going through any kind of abuse and need someone to talk to, PM me. I'll always answer.
Now if you are in desperate need of something uplifting, check-out my story "Oatmeal" it's a KaixTyson one-shot that's a perfect way to brighten your mood after this horrible chapter.
Why didn't the bitbeasts help sooner you wonder? Well...it's fanfiction, it's not gonna be perfect.
Why does Kai seem so out of character in this chapter and super sweet? Well...Tyson is bleeding all over him...plus when Wyatt was dying in his arms, Kai seemed sweeter than usual. Also in their space world with all the stars...Kai seemed to completely drop his cold exterior. Soooo...yeah...Kai's sweet for a chapter...enjoy it.
And yes...even after all of that...they still haven't confessed their love (I seriously thought about it while writing this)...but nope. They're idiots and think any closeness they have is because they're each other's best friend, their bond as rivals and best friends...They're just idiots...
Leave me a review, constructive criticism and flames are welcome. So is praise. ;)
