Author's Note: Hope you guys will like this chapter as much as the first
two.to find out what happens, be sure to come back for the fourth chapter
ok? This was written kinda in a hurry so excuse me if the story isn't that
wel-written. Cheerios!
Disclaimer's Note: I do not own Beyblade. You guys should know that by now.
Once bitten, twice shy
Chapter Three:
The Reunion
***Back to the present***
It was already five-thirty in the morning.
To Ray, time seemed to pass by extremely fast especially if someone was caught deep in their thinking. But he found that he could also think well when there was peace and tranquility.
To others, five-thirty would seem pretty early, but to the Ray, it was just normal. Ray was longed used to waking up so early. The nightmare was the cause of it all. It never failed to wake Ray up every single day, causing Ray to have lack of sleep and have dark eye circles surrounding both his dull eyes.
It was a Saturday so Ray needn't go to school. ~And thank goodness for that too~ Ray got out of bed and made his way to the opened window. He poked his head out and inhaled the fresh air.
Ray loved mornings the most, whenever he was in doubt or just plain lost, the morning air would never fail to freshen him up. And this was one of those mornings too. Ray was thinking back about his recent spade with the BladeBreakers, wondering if perhaps he had been a little bit too rash.
After all, he was the one who started the fight first. But Tyson had really gone too far.how could Tyson mention Sakura's name when he jolly well knew that Ray didn't like people bringing up her name or the incident? So maybe Tyson just got his just deserves for being such a big mouth.
But something else was bothering Ray, something that Tyson had said was beginning to cloud up Ray's mind.
Ray played back what Tyson had said in his mind again-
*Ray's mind;
"You are the worst kind! A traitor and a coward!" "I wonder how Sakura could have taken a liking to you!"
*Out of Ray's mind.
~Was he really the worst kind of people there were? ~ ~ Was he a traitor and a coward combined together? ~ ~ And.if Sakura were here, will she like the present me? ~
~ The answer is yes, yes and no. ~
~ I really am the worst kind of people living in this world, how could I have abandoned the BladeBreakers when they too, needed me? ~ ~I am a traitor and a coward, I betrayed the BladeBreakers and was too cowardly to face up to reality. ~ ~All along, I have just been deceiving myself and other people too, but I deceived myself the most. I have been living in a world full of lies and deceptions! ~ ~I did not dare face the music then, but now I will~
*Ray had finally come to his senses!
He was determined to change once and for all!
He showered, changed into fresh pressed clothes, ate a hurried breakfast and was going to the bathroom again (A/N: Not sure why either) when he noticed a sudden movement underneath his desk.
Full of curiosity, Ray went down on all fours and began searching the area. He searched but it was to no avail. There was nothing interesting there.
Suddenly, the sealed box in front of Ray began to tremble a little. Ray ripped open the scotch tape and found Driger moving inside the box.
~ Driger? What does he want? ~ ~What's wrong with him? ~
Ray scooped up the beyblade and examined it, wondering if Driger was injured or something.
~ But how can Driger get injured while staying in a filthy box for five whole years? ~
It suddenly dawned on Ray that maybe, just maybe Driger wanted to be free. The more Ray thought about it, the more he knew that it was time to say good-bye to Driger.
" Do you want to be freed, Driger?" asked a devastated Ray
Driger spun faster when Ray asked that question.
Ray knew that the answer to his question was definitely a yes.
Ray's shoulders sagged. He dejectedly stood up with Driger in his hand and headed for the door. Ray then headed for the old alley to set Driger free.
*At the alley
Ray clutched his Beyblade tightly, unable to resign to the fact that he was a failure as a trainer and that he was going to lose Driger.
~ This is your own stupid fault~ ~ Serves you right for treating Driger so shabbily these five years~
~ Well then, I'd better get it done with before I start to regret. ~
Ray was about to release Driger when a beyblade came whizzing by, knocking Driger out of Ray's hand.
" How about a battle, sonny?" came a gruff voice.
Ray looked around and found that the owner of that horrible voice belonged to a tattooed man. He looked like a triad member. He was not someone to be messed with. But how could Ray possibly battle him after stopping for five whole years? Ray was in a dilemma. He was at a loss. At the losing end.
"No thank you, sir," Ray said as politely as he could, " I haven't battled for five years now."
" Bullshit! That's what you are." " Too scared to battle with me? Afraid that you'll lose, huh? You measly little coward?"
Ray was speechless. There was another person calling him a coward!
The tattooed guy inched his way towards Ray, looking more intimidating than from afar.
Ray was about to lose all hope when-
" The strong bullying the weak, guys" said an all too familiar voice.
The voice belonged to Tyson! The BladeBreakers were with him as well!
" Tsk, tsk, how could you ever think of doing that? Mister?" " Ray, here, is so weak, yet you want to battle him?" "He hasn't battled for five years! Five whole years! Surely you'll have an advantage over him?" "You will surely win!" " Why don't you battle with me and if I win, you get your butt outta here!" challenged Tyson.
" You're on!" the tattooed man agreed.
The two locked eyes with each other and whipped out their beyblades, ready for the battle.
Disclaimer's Note: I do not own Beyblade. You guys should know that by now.
Once bitten, twice shy
Chapter Three:
The Reunion
***Back to the present***
It was already five-thirty in the morning.
To Ray, time seemed to pass by extremely fast especially if someone was caught deep in their thinking. But he found that he could also think well when there was peace and tranquility.
To others, five-thirty would seem pretty early, but to the Ray, it was just normal. Ray was longed used to waking up so early. The nightmare was the cause of it all. It never failed to wake Ray up every single day, causing Ray to have lack of sleep and have dark eye circles surrounding both his dull eyes.
It was a Saturday so Ray needn't go to school. ~And thank goodness for that too~ Ray got out of bed and made his way to the opened window. He poked his head out and inhaled the fresh air.
Ray loved mornings the most, whenever he was in doubt or just plain lost, the morning air would never fail to freshen him up. And this was one of those mornings too. Ray was thinking back about his recent spade with the BladeBreakers, wondering if perhaps he had been a little bit too rash.
After all, he was the one who started the fight first. But Tyson had really gone too far.how could Tyson mention Sakura's name when he jolly well knew that Ray didn't like people bringing up her name or the incident? So maybe Tyson just got his just deserves for being such a big mouth.
But something else was bothering Ray, something that Tyson had said was beginning to cloud up Ray's mind.
Ray played back what Tyson had said in his mind again-
*Ray's mind;
"You are the worst kind! A traitor and a coward!" "I wonder how Sakura could have taken a liking to you!"
*Out of Ray's mind.
~Was he really the worst kind of people there were? ~ ~ Was he a traitor and a coward combined together? ~ ~ And.if Sakura were here, will she like the present me? ~
~ The answer is yes, yes and no. ~
~ I really am the worst kind of people living in this world, how could I have abandoned the BladeBreakers when they too, needed me? ~ ~I am a traitor and a coward, I betrayed the BladeBreakers and was too cowardly to face up to reality. ~ ~All along, I have just been deceiving myself and other people too, but I deceived myself the most. I have been living in a world full of lies and deceptions! ~ ~I did not dare face the music then, but now I will~
*Ray had finally come to his senses!
He was determined to change once and for all!
He showered, changed into fresh pressed clothes, ate a hurried breakfast and was going to the bathroom again (A/N: Not sure why either) when he noticed a sudden movement underneath his desk.
Full of curiosity, Ray went down on all fours and began searching the area. He searched but it was to no avail. There was nothing interesting there.
Suddenly, the sealed box in front of Ray began to tremble a little. Ray ripped open the scotch tape and found Driger moving inside the box.
~ Driger? What does he want? ~ ~What's wrong with him? ~
Ray scooped up the beyblade and examined it, wondering if Driger was injured or something.
~ But how can Driger get injured while staying in a filthy box for five whole years? ~
It suddenly dawned on Ray that maybe, just maybe Driger wanted to be free. The more Ray thought about it, the more he knew that it was time to say good-bye to Driger.
" Do you want to be freed, Driger?" asked a devastated Ray
Driger spun faster when Ray asked that question.
Ray knew that the answer to his question was definitely a yes.
Ray's shoulders sagged. He dejectedly stood up with Driger in his hand and headed for the door. Ray then headed for the old alley to set Driger free.
*At the alley
Ray clutched his Beyblade tightly, unable to resign to the fact that he was a failure as a trainer and that he was going to lose Driger.
~ This is your own stupid fault~ ~ Serves you right for treating Driger so shabbily these five years~
~ Well then, I'd better get it done with before I start to regret. ~
Ray was about to release Driger when a beyblade came whizzing by, knocking Driger out of Ray's hand.
" How about a battle, sonny?" came a gruff voice.
Ray looked around and found that the owner of that horrible voice belonged to a tattooed man. He looked like a triad member. He was not someone to be messed with. But how could Ray possibly battle him after stopping for five whole years? Ray was in a dilemma. He was at a loss. At the losing end.
"No thank you, sir," Ray said as politely as he could, " I haven't battled for five years now."
" Bullshit! That's what you are." " Too scared to battle with me? Afraid that you'll lose, huh? You measly little coward?"
Ray was speechless. There was another person calling him a coward!
The tattooed guy inched his way towards Ray, looking more intimidating than from afar.
Ray was about to lose all hope when-
" The strong bullying the weak, guys" said an all too familiar voice.
The voice belonged to Tyson! The BladeBreakers were with him as well!
" Tsk, tsk, how could you ever think of doing that? Mister?" " Ray, here, is so weak, yet you want to battle him?" "He hasn't battled for five years! Five whole years! Surely you'll have an advantage over him?" "You will surely win!" " Why don't you battle with me and if I win, you get your butt outta here!" challenged Tyson.
" You're on!" the tattooed man agreed.
The two locked eyes with each other and whipped out their beyblades, ready for the battle.
