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TEN BLACK ROSES
DancerInTheDark101
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade or the song and lyrics to Ten Black Roses or the band The Rasmus (although I do own all of The Rasmus' albums!). Oh, but I do own the plot.
Summary: When Kai's friends start to suspect something isn't quite right at home, they pry into the matter. What they find shocks and horrifies them, but does it explain the constant bruising and bandages? What is Kai hiding so desperately? Abuse, dark themes
Chapter 9: Stay Another Day, With Me
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BANG
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The body slumped sideways, blood pooling from the head wound. The thick, dark red liquid trailed between two open eyes staring lifelessly into eternal darkness, and dripped onto the ground with small splashes. The blood formed a slowly growing puddle at the body's final resting place.
Silence followed the gunshot and one figure smirked evilly and left, the door opening and closing with a quiet clang. Only two people remained.
Finally. After so long and so many attempts…he is finally dead.
I…win…
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Kai smirked as the scream of agony echoed through the room he had just left. He could picture the look on Tyson's face as he stared at the television screen. The navy-haired boy's mouth would be hanging wide open, his eyes bulging out of astonishment. His hands would be clenched into fists and he would be shaking with barely-repressed anger.
"KAI!" came the angered cry from behind the shut door. The Russian teen rolled his eyes and stepped slightly to the right as the door slammed open and he was greeted with a very flustered, very angry Tyson Granger.
"How…" he panted. "How could you beat me!?"
The slate-haired blader shrugged. Tyson sure was a sore loser.
It was after school and Kai had gone back to Tyson's when Tala and Bryan didn't show up once again. He was worried; he had been all day. Obviously, Tyson had noticed it and had challenged him to a video game. Kai couldn't remember the name of said game, but in the end, Tyson's undefeated streak had been left smouldering in ruins as his avatar lay on the virtual concrete, a bullet in it's skull.
"Don't shrug your shoulders at me!" Tyson screamed, pointing a finger angrily at him. "You said you'd never played the game before! How could you win!?"
Kai opened his mouth to answer when a shrill ringing echoed throughout the house. Both teens turned at the sound and moments later Kai watched Tyson scramble down the hall to where the phone was situated.
"Ah, you guys okay?" spoke another voice. Kai looked back over to the door and rolled his eyes at the worried expression visible on Max's face. The worry disappeared when he saw Kai seemingly in one place. "Wheph, you're okay then," the blond sighed, wiping a hand over his forehead.
Rolling his eyes again, Kai stopped stiff when Tyson returned into view, the cordless phone gripped in his hand. Crimson eyes narrowed at the apprehension filtering through Tyson's gaze. Who was on the phone? He found out soon enough.
"Kai…" Tyson began, unsure of how he was going to say it. "It's for you. It's…it's your grandfather."
Kai sighed inwardly. Of course the hesitation and apprehension made sense now. Tyson had always been afraid of his grandfather. The man was intimidating even at his most timid times.
He snatched the phone out of Tyson's hand and placed the white contraption to his ear. Heavy breathing came down the line and the Russian teen hesitated slightly. He wondered if his grandfather was angry…
"Kai?" the gruff voice spoke. Kai couldn't detect any hint of anger…yet.
"Yeah?" he answered flippantly, not caring at the moment. The old man was probably going to tell him to come home. To be honest, he was surprised that it had taken Voltaire this long to demand him return.
"You are to return home this very instant, Kai. I have been allowing enough, letting you stay with that hyperactive friend of yours. I will not tolerate any more disobedience from you." Voltaire's tone was final and Kai let out a sigh.
He glanced over to see a set of deep blue and a set of light blue eyes staring at him. Although the two boys were trying to hide their actions, they were clearly failing.
"I'll be right over as soon as I get my things together," he said in a clipped tone, running a slim hand through his slate locks.
"Good," came the reply. Kai was about to press the 'end call' button on the cordless phone when his grandfather's cold tone came over the line again. "Plus," he added. "I have a surprise for you that I know you will love."
Kai went cold as the monotonous tone blared through the earpiece. He stared at the phone in his hand, dread filling his entire being. What was his grandfather up to? He didn't like the last words Voltaire had spoken. There was something evil hidden beneath those words. Nothing good was going to come from returning to the mansion, that much Kai knew.
"Kai?" Tyson's voice invaded his thoughts. Handling the phone back to the Japanese teen, Kai silently stalked out of the room and towards his makeshift bedroom. He took a good, long look around the cupboard-sized room, knowing that it was most probably his last time at the Granger's…ever.
He moved over to the wardrobe and opened the sliding door. Heaving in a deep breath, the teen proceeded to take all the clothes off the hangers and place them into a black duffel bag that he had placed on the end of the bed. Most of the clothes were brand new, as he had been made to go shopping by Tyson's grandfather as soon as he had arrived.
Not noticing as Tyson and Max opened the door and watched as he packed all his belongings, Kai continued on with the job at hand. A few minutes later, everything was packed into the black bag, which wasn't even bulging.
"Kai?"
Whipping around at the sound, the crimson-eyed boy saw Tyson and Max standing in the doorway, their eyes wide with confusion.
"My grandfather has asked me to move back into the mansion with him," Kai found himself saying to the two boys. A slight pain ran through his broken wrist. He looked down at the white plaster coating the lower part of his arm and remembered that he was scheduled to have the cast taken off in a few days time.
He said nothing more. Kai stood to his full height of six foot and looked at the teenagers before him. He could see the sadness filling their eyes and wished like hell that his grandfather never met the two. Even though he made himself out to be a cold, heartless prick, he never liked seeing innocent people getting hurt.
"I've got to go," he whispered, forcing his gaze from Tyson and Max. The longer he stayed in the house, the harder it would be to leave. He never thought that only a short while away from his abusive home, that going back would be so hard.
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Half an hour later, Kai stepped out of the taxi and stood in front of the place, which he called home. The three-story mansion loomed above him, eerie in its entirety. The dark bricks that made the exterior were worn and crumbling in places. Large, darkened windows decorated the dark walls, but even the windows – which were lined in white – did nothing to take away the darkness that seemed to swathe the large house.
The teenager slowly made his way up the cobbled path to the large double front doors. He pushed on one and found that it was unlocked. Shit, that meant that his grandfather was home.
Stepping inside the foyer, Kai looked around to observe the place. It seemed that since his departure over a week before, nothing had changed in the slightest.
"Kai," boomed a loud, authorative voice. Kai looked to the double stairway that lead to the second and third floors and saw his grandfather standing at the second-floor landing. Voltaire Hiwatari was dressed in an expensive black suit, a blood red tie tied around his neck.
The Russian teen dropped the black bag on the floor, knowing that a maid would have it brought to his room at some stage. He ambled up the stairs to end up next to his grandfather.
"Follow me," was all that was said. Kai frowned, but did as he was told and walked behind the giant man that was his only living relative.
It took a few minutes, but eventually they arrived at a door, which Kai remembered that he had never been allowed to go in. When he was younger, the bluenette had always tried to find a way in, but he had always been caught before succeeding. Why was he being allowed in now?
Voltaire pulled out a single key and slid it into the lock. Turning it to he left, the lock opened with a slight click and the Russian man pushed the door open slowly.
Kai frowned and looked into the darkness beyond the threshold of the door. His grandfather reached in and flicked on a light and Kai felt his world crumble before his very eyes.
No, no, no…no!
There, in the middle of the chamber-like room lay two figures. Blood covered their barely-clad bodies and their hands and feet were bound.
Kai could hear the shallow breathing coming from the room and stared in shock. What? How? Why?
"Tala…Bryan…"
…TBC…
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Preview: Chapter 10: When You're Sad, And No One Knows It.
(I'll Send You Black Roses)
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BANG
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Tala gasped as the bullet slammed into the concrete wall beside his head. Breathing shallow and fast, he desperately tried to calm his heart down enough to let him think properly. Why hadn't Boris killed him?
The redhead blinked, wondering why Boris wasn't taunting and mocking him. He looked over to see the monster leaning over Bryan's still form. Worry settled in his mind as Boris Balkov stood up, a strange look falling over his features.
Then Boris smiled and walked over to the door. Tala caught a gleeful glint in his eyes as the door shut and the worry in his mind increased tenfold.
Looking over to where Bryan lay, a horrifying realisation jolted him out of his slight stupor.
Bryan isn't breathing…
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-Dancer-