A/N: Hellllllloooooo!!!!!!!!! Sorry that I didn't update sooner
guy's!!!!! I was really sick, well I actually had Anemia but you get
the point. Well, puppies names, I going to try and beg my mom to name
some with the names you came up with! I already call the one Dranzer!
(Thanx!!) I was going to name one of them Kai but after I named my
horse that, he was a pain in the @#$ and ended up selling him, so I
decided against it. Oh!! Me and a friend (blackrave) did a
demonstration for our 4-H club on beyblading!!! Hehe, we got to dress
up too! I got to dye my bangs blue, put on blue face paint, red arm
bands, and a long write scarf....know who I was? If you don't..watch
more Beyblade. Blackrave was Ray! Anyhow, amazingly we placed 1st and
now we get to totally humiliate ourselves at the districts. So wish us
luck!! I'll shut-up now so you can read the fic, okay? Okay!
Discalimer: *Read on a tombstone*
~digitalgirl~
Cause of death: Bleed to death by Beyblades.
Last notes about digitalgirl: She didn't own beyblade, though she would die to have so.
Notes from blackrave, prep_empress86 and Dauntless: Thank god she's dead, no more sap!! Yay!!
Digitalgirl, we shall try not to remember her fics.
Dangerous Love Ch 9
Not like Kai
He was never really the type to worry about someone, especially this way, and this much. Hell, he never even thought that he would ever meet someone like her, well he did know her before, but that was different.
Now, as soon as he found someone, someone that didn't always consider him a ruthless egotistical ass that only cared about himself and beyblading. And someone that he truly, cared about..and he didn't really care about much now days. The only person that he would adore to be with...and she was abducted.
He could almost laugh at himself, if he wasn't sick with worry, I mean what were the odds of that sort of situation?
He contemplated about this for about the whole night, laying on his bed and staring at the white ceiling.
" I just hope your okay, Mariah, please be okay." He said a loud, sitting up on the bed and looking at the bright blue skies that shone with daylight.
" I'll be there for you soon."
Mariah's POV:
Mariah opened her eyes to find herself face to face with something that she was quite familiar with, the cold stone floor.
Pushing her upper body off the floor, she glanced around the room, hoping to find something dissimilar, but having no such luck.
Getting to her feet had never been such a hard task, but now it was a challenge.
She was weak. And that was putting it mildly. She hadn't had anything to drink, well, besides that water that the guy had given her, but that was not even half a glass. And that was yesterday.
She had nothing to eat since she was at the mansion, but that she could deal with for now, the only thing that was frightening to her was when she stayed up for too long.
Though it only happened twice, it made her extremely terrified when he came in, his face and body covered in a black robe and hood, and knocked her out cold. With his cold bear hands.
Now she couldn't risk passing out again, she needed to stay awake.
Winching a bit when she put her weight on her leg, which hurt like hell, she slowly walked over to the small door and looked out the small- bared window.
No sign of him, no sign of any sign of life to be more precise.
Sighing, Mariah was about to slide her body against the door, as her legs could hardly hold her up anymore, when she heard someone approaching.
Gathering up all her strength, she stood straight up and peered out the tiny window:
There she could see him, walking towards her room wrapped in the usual black robes.
Backing to the other side of the room, she waited for him to enter, after hearing the familiar sounds of the door being unlocked, he walked in and stared at her under his hood, behind him, the door still wide open.
Mariah could never really get a good look at his appearance, besides the fact that he was quite tall and stood numerous inches above her. But besides that, she had no clue what his facial expressions were like.
" What do you want?" Mariah stiffly asked, trying no to show her fear.
But she could tell that the guy saw right though her.
" Why now Mariah, there's no need to be scared of me, I thought you cared for me as I did for you." He cheerfully said, advancing closer to her.
She was more confused now then afraid, what the hell was he talking about?
He stopped about two feet in front of her. " I recommend you follow me, unless you wish to be put asleep for a while longer?" He coldly said, chuckling as he turned around and started to head back out the door.
She could only follow, she couldn't risk being knocked out again.
She stayed about five feet behind him, looking at her surroundings when she walked.
It was surprisingly plainer then she expected it to be, a typical set of stairs that she heaved herself up, a darkened hallway with no windows, sometimes finding doors at each
side of the hallway. The only odd thing about it was that there was no light, nor anything electric. The other, was that the whole place was made of the same thing as the room she had been locked in; cement.
He stopped in front of a wooden door that was on the left side of the passage, turned the handle and pointed inside.
" In. Now." He said, urging her on.
Mariah obeyed, she slowly stepped inside and gasped on what she saw;
It was a huge circular room, painted entirely in black, the border, decorated with red roses. In the middle of the large room laid a queen sized bed, that too, dressed in black satin sheets.
The whole room would be more then perfect to anyone else, but to Mariah, it gave her the creeps.
" Why did you take me here?" She blurted out, turning to the guy who still stood by the entrance of the door.
" Don't you like it here?" He questioned, sounding cold-hearted.
She gathered up all her courage, and then spoke in the same manner as he.
" In my opinion? Too much black for my liking." She replied, bracing herself in case he hit her again.
But all he did was laugh.
" What's so funny?!" Mariah asked the hysterical freak who was still chuckling.
" You." He replied simply.
" Me?"
He took a deep sigh and sat down on the bed.
" Yes you. You speak so angry, so bravely....when meanwhile, you are in complete fear of me." He said with a twisted smile
Mariah was about to say something back to take that sick smile off his face, but he cut in;
" That's why I adore you so much." He responded, that smile still on his face as he got off the bed and walked towards Mariah.
She backed up a few steps, only to come in contact with the black wall.
" Why do you fear me so? Scared of what kind of person lay beneath these robes?" He asked.
Mariah didn't say anything, she was scared stiff as he was now no more then two feet away.
" You shouldn't fear me Mariah, as my looks should be well-known to you." He whispered, now taking off the hood of his robe.
As soon as she saw his face, she couldn't accept it.
"K.....Ka.....Kai?"
The words hardly came out of her mouth as she stared at him that, that same facial appearance, that silver/blue hair, that blue face paint, those bright blue eyes......
Wait.
Bright blue eyes? Kai had deep brown eyes!
Then she knew.
This wasn't Kai; this was a false version of him.
" Who are you?!" She shouted at him, who just smiled.
" Well, well, I guess you're smarter then I thought, Boris even thought that I was his "real" former pupil." He said, matter-of-factly.
" What?! What the hell are you talking about?!" Mariah cried.
He just started to snicker again.
" Always wanting to know everything, Mariah." He said, now nearly having her pinned to the wall.
" Get off of me you son of a bitch!!!" She yelled, struggling against the weight of his body.
" Now Mariah, an innocent girl like you shouldn't be talking to a guy like that." He laughed, grabbing her waist with both his hands.
" That's it." Mariah gritted though her clutched teeth, she'd had it.
Before he knew what hit him, she had kneed him where, uh, the sun don't shine, this causing
him to bend over in pain, and at this point, letting Mariah able to punch him on the left side of his jaw, even if she was weak, she wasn't going to do any of that bitch slapping shit.
" Innocent little girl?!?! Screw you!!!" She screamed, walking towards the figure that was still kneeling over.
She had barely raised her right fist to punch him again, when he caught it with his left hand and reached up to her upper arm, stood sideways and threw her off balance, this causing her to crash to the floor. (A/N: Ughhh, I had to get that done to me soooooo much in Karate class..it hurts like hell sometimes!!)
Before she could sit up, he laid on top of her and pined her arms above her head. She was unable to move.
" Your quite the little fighter Mariah, but not as good as I." He sneered, looking at her struggling.
" Go get yourself killed you sicko." She replied, rage taking over her voice.
He just smiled as he got off her and walked towards the door.
" Hmmmmm..I'm afraid I won't die that soon, but now for Kai..well that's a different story altogether babe." He said, closing and locking the door behind him.
" What?! What are you talking about?!!" Mariah yelled at the door from the floor, but he was already gone.
Mariah slowly got off the floor, ignoring the pain on her rib cage.
" Kai, please don't tell me you're here....." She sighed, trying to block the image of him getting hurt.
Mariah sighed as she sat down on the bed.
" How did I get myself into this?"
Kai's POV:
Kai looked out the window of the hotel room, sighing at the view.
" I'm going to get myself killed, I just know it." He sighed, turning around and pouring himself some more coffee from the pot.
" Mariah's probably not getting anything, though that wouldn't be so bad looking at the sight of this coffee." He thought to himself, staring at the lumpy brown liquid.
Kai looked at the clock on the bedside table, it was now 12:30.
Deciding against the thought of lunch, he forced himself into taking a walk around Madrid.
" Another nine and a half hours, and I WILL be with her."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of Ch 9~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Well??????? What did ya think? Ohhhh...well looky here, this fic is almost over...And I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want to make it to 100 reviews!!!! See, if you review, you can show those fellow FF.net writers and friends of mine!! As they think that I'll never make it to 100, (Plus they HATE Mariah, and they HATE it when I write a Kai/Mariah fic.) So PLEASSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEE REVIEW!!!!! *Looks at you with pleading eyes* Please?
~digitalgirl~
Discalimer: *Read on a tombstone*
~digitalgirl~
Cause of death: Bleed to death by Beyblades.
Last notes about digitalgirl: She didn't own beyblade, though she would die to have so.
Notes from blackrave, prep_empress86 and Dauntless: Thank god she's dead, no more sap!! Yay!!
Digitalgirl, we shall try not to remember her fics.
Dangerous Love Ch 9
Not like Kai
He was never really the type to worry about someone, especially this way, and this much. Hell, he never even thought that he would ever meet someone like her, well he did know her before, but that was different.
Now, as soon as he found someone, someone that didn't always consider him a ruthless egotistical ass that only cared about himself and beyblading. And someone that he truly, cared about..and he didn't really care about much now days. The only person that he would adore to be with...and she was abducted.
He could almost laugh at himself, if he wasn't sick with worry, I mean what were the odds of that sort of situation?
He contemplated about this for about the whole night, laying on his bed and staring at the white ceiling.
" I just hope your okay, Mariah, please be okay." He said a loud, sitting up on the bed and looking at the bright blue skies that shone with daylight.
" I'll be there for you soon."
Mariah's POV:
Mariah opened her eyes to find herself face to face with something that she was quite familiar with, the cold stone floor.
Pushing her upper body off the floor, she glanced around the room, hoping to find something dissimilar, but having no such luck.
Getting to her feet had never been such a hard task, but now it was a challenge.
She was weak. And that was putting it mildly. She hadn't had anything to drink, well, besides that water that the guy had given her, but that was not even half a glass. And that was yesterday.
She had nothing to eat since she was at the mansion, but that she could deal with for now, the only thing that was frightening to her was when she stayed up for too long.
Though it only happened twice, it made her extremely terrified when he came in, his face and body covered in a black robe and hood, and knocked her out cold. With his cold bear hands.
Now she couldn't risk passing out again, she needed to stay awake.
Winching a bit when she put her weight on her leg, which hurt like hell, she slowly walked over to the small door and looked out the small- bared window.
No sign of him, no sign of any sign of life to be more precise.
Sighing, Mariah was about to slide her body against the door, as her legs could hardly hold her up anymore, when she heard someone approaching.
Gathering up all her strength, she stood straight up and peered out the tiny window:
There she could see him, walking towards her room wrapped in the usual black robes.
Backing to the other side of the room, she waited for him to enter, after hearing the familiar sounds of the door being unlocked, he walked in and stared at her under his hood, behind him, the door still wide open.
Mariah could never really get a good look at his appearance, besides the fact that he was quite tall and stood numerous inches above her. But besides that, she had no clue what his facial expressions were like.
" What do you want?" Mariah stiffly asked, trying no to show her fear.
But she could tell that the guy saw right though her.
" Why now Mariah, there's no need to be scared of me, I thought you cared for me as I did for you." He cheerfully said, advancing closer to her.
She was more confused now then afraid, what the hell was he talking about?
He stopped about two feet in front of her. " I recommend you follow me, unless you wish to be put asleep for a while longer?" He coldly said, chuckling as he turned around and started to head back out the door.
She could only follow, she couldn't risk being knocked out again.
She stayed about five feet behind him, looking at her surroundings when she walked.
It was surprisingly plainer then she expected it to be, a typical set of stairs that she heaved herself up, a darkened hallway with no windows, sometimes finding doors at each
side of the hallway. The only odd thing about it was that there was no light, nor anything electric. The other, was that the whole place was made of the same thing as the room she had been locked in; cement.
He stopped in front of a wooden door that was on the left side of the passage, turned the handle and pointed inside.
" In. Now." He said, urging her on.
Mariah obeyed, she slowly stepped inside and gasped on what she saw;
It was a huge circular room, painted entirely in black, the border, decorated with red roses. In the middle of the large room laid a queen sized bed, that too, dressed in black satin sheets.
The whole room would be more then perfect to anyone else, but to Mariah, it gave her the creeps.
" Why did you take me here?" She blurted out, turning to the guy who still stood by the entrance of the door.
" Don't you like it here?" He questioned, sounding cold-hearted.
She gathered up all her courage, and then spoke in the same manner as he.
" In my opinion? Too much black for my liking." She replied, bracing herself in case he hit her again.
But all he did was laugh.
" What's so funny?!" Mariah asked the hysterical freak who was still chuckling.
" You." He replied simply.
" Me?"
He took a deep sigh and sat down on the bed.
" Yes you. You speak so angry, so bravely....when meanwhile, you are in complete fear of me." He said with a twisted smile
Mariah was about to say something back to take that sick smile off his face, but he cut in;
" That's why I adore you so much." He responded, that smile still on his face as he got off the bed and walked towards Mariah.
She backed up a few steps, only to come in contact with the black wall.
" Why do you fear me so? Scared of what kind of person lay beneath these robes?" He asked.
Mariah didn't say anything, she was scared stiff as he was now no more then two feet away.
" You shouldn't fear me Mariah, as my looks should be well-known to you." He whispered, now taking off the hood of his robe.
As soon as she saw his face, she couldn't accept it.
"K.....Ka.....Kai?"
The words hardly came out of her mouth as she stared at him that, that same facial appearance, that silver/blue hair, that blue face paint, those bright blue eyes......
Wait.
Bright blue eyes? Kai had deep brown eyes!
Then she knew.
This wasn't Kai; this was a false version of him.
" Who are you?!" She shouted at him, who just smiled.
" Well, well, I guess you're smarter then I thought, Boris even thought that I was his "real" former pupil." He said, matter-of-factly.
" What?! What the hell are you talking about?!" Mariah cried.
He just started to snicker again.
" Always wanting to know everything, Mariah." He said, now nearly having her pinned to the wall.
" Get off of me you son of a bitch!!!" She yelled, struggling against the weight of his body.
" Now Mariah, an innocent girl like you shouldn't be talking to a guy like that." He laughed, grabbing her waist with both his hands.
" That's it." Mariah gritted though her clutched teeth, she'd had it.
Before he knew what hit him, she had kneed him where, uh, the sun don't shine, this causing
him to bend over in pain, and at this point, letting Mariah able to punch him on the left side of his jaw, even if she was weak, she wasn't going to do any of that bitch slapping shit.
" Innocent little girl?!?! Screw you!!!" She screamed, walking towards the figure that was still kneeling over.
She had barely raised her right fist to punch him again, when he caught it with his left hand and reached up to her upper arm, stood sideways and threw her off balance, this causing her to crash to the floor. (A/N: Ughhh, I had to get that done to me soooooo much in Karate class..it hurts like hell sometimes!!)
Before she could sit up, he laid on top of her and pined her arms above her head. She was unable to move.
" Your quite the little fighter Mariah, but not as good as I." He sneered, looking at her struggling.
" Go get yourself killed you sicko." She replied, rage taking over her voice.
He just smiled as he got off her and walked towards the door.
" Hmmmmm..I'm afraid I won't die that soon, but now for Kai..well that's a different story altogether babe." He said, closing and locking the door behind him.
" What?! What are you talking about?!!" Mariah yelled at the door from the floor, but he was already gone.
Mariah slowly got off the floor, ignoring the pain on her rib cage.
" Kai, please don't tell me you're here....." She sighed, trying to block the image of him getting hurt.
Mariah sighed as she sat down on the bed.
" How did I get myself into this?"
Kai's POV:
Kai looked out the window of the hotel room, sighing at the view.
" I'm going to get myself killed, I just know it." He sighed, turning around and pouring himself some more coffee from the pot.
" Mariah's probably not getting anything, though that wouldn't be so bad looking at the sight of this coffee." He thought to himself, staring at the lumpy brown liquid.
Kai looked at the clock on the bedside table, it was now 12:30.
Deciding against the thought of lunch, he forced himself into taking a walk around Madrid.
" Another nine and a half hours, and I WILL be with her."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of Ch 9~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Well??????? What did ya think? Ohhhh...well looky here, this fic is almost over...And I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want to make it to 100 reviews!!!! See, if you review, you can show those fellow FF.net writers and friends of mine!! As they think that I'll never make it to 100, (Plus they HATE Mariah, and they HATE it when I write a Kai/Mariah fic.) So PLEASSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEE REVIEW!!!!! *Looks at you with pleading eyes* Please?
~digitalgirl~
