So it begins…
~*~
Tyson ran through the puddles, left over from last night's rain. He was finally done his work and
was free to do whatever he wanted to, until supper that is. Moving to the wooded park near his
home, he jumped over one puddle, merely to land in another. Giggling at his childish antics he
opened up the gates that protected the park. Instead of staying on the path, like he was always
told, he pushed through to the heart of the forest. Here the tree's branches reached sky, or so it
seemed. Tyson always like nature Vs the cold concrete of everyday life. He got tired of training
24/7, tired of Max and Ray trying to deny their feelings, tired of Hillary chasing him, while hurting
Kenny without knowing it, tired of people trying to steal his bitbeast, and very tired of Kai giving
him odd, long looks.* The last bothered Tyson the most. He had no clue what it meant. Leaning
against a tall sycamore, Tyson slid down the rough trunk till his butt hit cool, slightly damp earth.
He stayed there until he fell asleep.
~*~
Ozuma stocked through the forest, to most peoples eyes, slightly miffed about, something,
god knows what. However, if one got to know the boy better, one would probably realize he was
a fraction away from committing murder. Although pissed beyond reckoning, Ozuma took the
time to cover his tracks and stock quietly. Just in cause. Of what even he wasn't sure. A flash of
blue took him by surprise. Swiftly moving behind a tree, he peered out, only to be greeted with a
familiar blue-haired boy. Tyson Konnimia. Perfect. A feral grin stretched across his face. Not only
could he win his bitbeast, but now Ozuma had something to snack on.** Giving Tyson the once
over, Ozuma had to admit he made a very pretty meal. 'Maybe I should play with this one for
awhile…' Ozuma thoughts were interrupted as the said tasty morsel sat down and promptly fell
asleep. 'Time to play!' Ozuma slinked through the underbrush, and stopped in front of Tyson. A
sudden idea popped into his head. Pulling off his belt he looped it around Tyson's arms,
effectively tying the smaller teen up. He sat on his haunches and waited until blue eyes open, still
hazy with sleep.
~*~
Ok, something was definitely wrong. His arms hurt like hell, and the hairs on the back of his
neck were standing on end. Something, no someone was sitting in front of him. The figure being
to close to see he focused his eyes to see Ozuma sitting in front of him with a feral grin. One word
flitted over his mind. Shit.
~*~
"Where is he?" Hilary asked for the 20th time that day. Tyson's grandpa had told them, her,
Cain and his teammates along the rest of the blade breakers, that Tyson gone to the park near their
house. Why was beyond her. It had rained last night and the whole place was wet.
"We don't know Hilary, that's why we're looking for him." Max sighed. The girl was
getting on his nerves; big time. The others stiffened as soon as she opened her mouth, to ask the
question she had just asked 2 minutes ago. They had all been walking around the park calling out
Tyson's name for the last 42 minutes and still, no Tyson.
~*~
"It looks like your friends are coming to your rescue. Too bad. I was having fun." Ozuma
wiped his mouth clean of blood, Tyson's blood to be precise. Tyson looked up at the boy with
glazed eyes. He was light-headed from all the blood that Ozuma had used to feed. The smirk he
sent Tyson however, sent what was left of the deep, red liquid surging in his veins. No one fucks
with me! But here he was, totally wiped out and somewhat turned on by the vampire and the
trickle of his own blood running down the other boys face. Blinking slightly and shaking his head
to get rid of such thoughts. Laughter bubbled up from Ozuma's throat however.
"Well, well. That's a turn of events that not even I suspected to be true. I wonder, if you
know just what you are." Tyson scrunched up his forehead and nodded.
"Well gee, I wonder. Maybe a human?" Tyson tried to put as much venom into the word
human as he could, which even he had to admit wasn't much, because he never really ever did
anything like this before. Ozuma was making him so mad though. Not even Kai made him that
mad. However the answer he had given Ozuma, made the boy snort.
"Human yes, but so am I," at Tyson's startled look he chuckled. This was too easy by far.
And it would be so much fun to watch Tyson squirm. Going back to the puncture wound on the
blue-haired boy's neck he sucked softly. Smirking as a slight tremble took Tyson's body, he
moved his mouth to Tyson's ear. "I'll meet you tonight, if you want to know more." Getting up
swiftly he moved towards the direction of the exit, and towards the run down building where he
was staying.
~*~
"There! Look, it's Tyson!" Miriam pointed to a spot between the trees where a splash of
blue and red could be seen. Without saying much else, the small band of bladers*** trekked over
to said colors. Tyson looked up rather sleepily, and gave them a small smile before his head lolled
back to his chest. Kai gave the smaller boy a once over and was startled to find that Tyson's
hands were bond behind his back.
"Tyson, what happened to you?" The question came out harsher that Kai had intended, but was
none the less filled with worry. Tyson's head came back up and the other's eyes widened at the
unnatural white/grey color of it. His eyes were glazed over and a thin trickle of blood streamed
from a cut on his neck. When he finally spoke, it was slurred and heavy with sleep and punctuated
with yawns.
"I went for a…for a walk. And I… met something…and I'm… sleepy and I…" almost as if
to emphasize his point the world champion fell fast asleep. Hillary cast a quick look around the
forest.
"You guys don't think that whatever did that to Tyson is still here is, do you?" Hillary
fidgeted with a lose thread on her shirt, glancing around the quiet woods as though something
might jump out at her. The others all threw similar glances at the trees, straining to see if something
was there. Rei quickly picked up Tyson and threw him over his shoulder and the little gathering
dispersed as quickly as they possible could.
~*~
Tyson's eyes focused on Jim as he cleaned the wound on his neck. The small cut turned
out to be two punctures on his neck. Jim frowned as he carefully cleaned it with disinfectant,
careful to mind Tyson's slight wincing. While Kai paced back and fore behind him, drawing
Tyson's eyes to the boy, the rest of the group sat and twitched nervously. Finally Kenny could no
longer stand it.
"Tyson, do you even know what happened to you?" Tyson looked at the short genius, with
his messy brown hair hiding his eyes. The concerned look on his face made Tyson give his
smallest friend a smile, although it was devoid of his usual energy.
"It almost looks like a vampire bite you." Hillary piped up. Every eye turned to her. She
blinked then scowled as Kenny smothered giggles. "What, prey-tell is so funny, Kenny?"
"A vampire Hillary, really? How absurd!" Tyson merely began to shake and made a slight
whimpering. "Jim, careful, I think your hurting Tyson!"
"But Kenny, I'm not even touching him!" Jim protested. Max jumped up and moved over
to his friend.
"What's wrong Tyson? You have to tell us if you want us to help you. Please, please tell
us." His misty blue eyes turned to his friend and Max saw something there, but it was quickly
stolen from the large blue eyes that had became so familiar to the young blonde over the last
couple of years.
"Look you guys, I'm really tired. Can we please, please go to sleep?" Rei stood up and
nodded at the injured party.
"Yeah, I'm pretty tired too. Let's hit the hay." Max bite his lip, he wanted to talk to Tyson
some more, not go to sleep. Sighing he followed his friends and got out his sleeping gear.
~*~
Tyson made sure everyone was fast asleep before sneaking off. Where he was supposed to
find Ozuma was beyond him. Damn bastard. What the hell did he mean anyway? Jerk
probably just wanted me to wander around for the night and then attack when I'm too tired to
do anything about it. And stupid me fell right into the damn plot. Maybe I should just go back
home. Tyson shifted, turning to go home, but froze as a sudden, warm feeling spread through
him. A warm hand grabbed his arms, nails digging into the pale flesh.
"Oww, what's the big deal? Let me go!" Tyson squirmed, trying to get rid of the iron grip
on his arm. Ozuma merely smiled at the struggling boy.
"No, I don't think I will. You came here to find out what you are, didn't you, or," Ozuma's
smile turned rapacious. "Did you come for something else?" That said Ozuma attacked his mouth
to Tyson's neck, once again sucking the blood from the still open wound. Tyson's world began
to spin and turn to hazy fog of pleasure. It should be awful, right? Someone sucking his blood
out, but it felt so good. Tyson couldn't help the small moan that slid out of his mouth. Ozuma
smiled around his mouthful of creamy flesh. This was too easy. Not to mention good. Using his
tongue to lick up the thin trail of blood that had leaked down Tyson's neck, Ozuma brought his
mouth to Tyson's ear.
"You are called a ever-blood. Every once and a while a human is born who can supply an
everlasting supply of blood. However, most ever-bloods end up mating with a vampire. In doing
so they live as long as their vampire mate." Ozuma's breath on Tyson's ear caused shivers to go
down the young boy's body. Turning his head to look Ozuma in the eyes, Tyson found a hot
mouth over his and a tongue taking advantage of the shock to explore his mouth. The feelings that
where spreading throughout Tyson's body left him feeling weak in the knees.
"Your mine now Tyson. For always and ever." Once again, Ozuma disappeared.
~*~
It was 5 years since Tyson had last seen Ozuma or any of the Saint Shields. The wound on
his throat had, eventually, healed. Cain and his team had left, gone back to traveling the world. Kai
had gone back to Russia, Rei to China and Max to America. Tyson was now 18, and packing his
stuff, getting ready to move out onto his own. Hillary and Kenny were coming over tomorrow to
help him pack. A sudden warm feeling spread out his body. Moving slowly to the door to the
yard, he peered around. He didn't see anything; but then again that meant nothing. Suddenly an
iron tight grip on his arm stopped him from moving. Turning smoky grey eyes to the owner of the
strong, somewhat callused hand, Tyson saw Ozuma. But not the skinny 13-year-old he once was.
Now almost a foot taller than Tyson, his eyes had grown sharper and his hair was longer, although
still in the same old fashion as before. Instead of loose, baggy shorts he wore tight pants, although
he still wore the vest without a top underneath. Tyson's breath caught and one thought hit his
mind. Living god.
~*~
Ozuma couldn't believe his luck. Not only had his little ever-blood not mated with another
vampire, or anyone else for that matter, but his little mate, or soon-to-be-mate, had turned from a
cute-hot to a dead-sexy. Today was defiantly his day. The silky blue hair had grown longer and
now reached his butt, which in itself was one of Tyson's best features. Not even the baggy
jogging pants could really hide it. A feral grin stretched his face at the sudden hentai thoughts that
came unbidden to his mind. Oh he would have fun. Jumping quietly off the eves he grabbed
Tyson's wrist, only to be met with the most amazing stormy eyes he had ever seen. Beauty like
that deserved something, so Ozuma began to slowly kiss the surprised boy, in turn being
surprised as Tyson began to react and move into the kiss. Breaking a part the Saint Shield leader
was knocked to the ground with a stinging punch. He found himself looking up at Tyson, who in
turn straddled his hips.
"You jack ass. You made me wait 5 friggin' years! Now you just show up and expect me to
what?" Ozuma blinked than smiled.
"Come with me."
"Na…nani?"
"Come with me my little ever-blood, and I promise I'll make it up to you. Somehow,
however you want. I swear it." Ozuma looked at Tyson, hoping he would believe him, and come
with him. He blinked as a perverted smile slid into place on Tyson's face.
"I'm holding you to that promise koi. Count on it." Tyson purred. Ozuma pulled Tyson
down for another kiss.
"I love you, my little ever-blood."
"Hmm…and I love you."
~*~
"Tyson? Where are you?" Kenny walked into the dojo. Peaking his head into the blue-
haired boy's room, he saw the oddest sight. The room was completely cleaned out. In the middle
of the room there was a letter.
"Kenny, where's Tyson?" Hillary also walked into the room. "What…what's going on
Kenny? Where's Tyson?" Wordlessly Kenny handed the distressed girl the letter. The Kai and the
others were going to be so pissed. Good luck Tyson. Good luck wherever you are, I hope your
safe. Kenny knew he would see Tyson again, even if it won't be for a long, long time.
~*~
Dear whoever finds this,
I just want you to know that I'm safe. You probably won't see me for a long, long time, if ever. Kenny, Hill, thanks for being there for me the entire time. Kai, Rei, Max, you guys are the best teammates a guy could have. Good luck in everything you ever do. And Rei, take cares of Maxie for me will you. Grandpa thanks. For everything, you pushed me to be the best, and I still am. ;P Tell Dad and Ren I love them, 'k? And visit mom's grave for me will you.
Love always, even if I'm not there
Tyson
P.S. The blade breakers better win. And grandpa, be careful with your new students, please!
~*~
* F1: . I needed that! Some hint of KaTy! I am such a fan girl sometimes…^_~
** F1: ^_^ Come on people, I know all of you out there sooo would if you were a vamp too! Admit it!
*** F1: For some reason I find that hysterical….^_____^
That's all folks! Ja ne, and don't forget to R/R! All who do get…something…meh!