Bryan watched with impassive eyes as Ian battle the blonde from the
BladeBreakers. No matter how hard he tried, he found that he couldn't focus
on the battle. Moonlight eyes wandered over his surroundings. Kai, the
traitor, Tyson, the loudmouthed one, Max, the hyper blonde, Kenny, the
little computer geek. His eyes swept over the final member. Gold met
moonlight and sudden pain slashed through his head, dragging him into
another world.
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He made his way over to his lover, wrapping his arms around the raven haired figure, drawing the smaller body back against him, reveling in the slightly salty smell that clung to raven tresses.
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The pain rapidly diminished, leaving the Russian with a sense of confusion and subdued longing. The stunning golden eyes had returned to watching the battle. Bryan let his gaze linger on the younger teen, trying to puzzle out the meaning of the brief moment when he had seemingly inhabited someone else's body. "What is it about you that seems so familiar? I know that I've never met you before."
Spencer glanced down at his teammate. "Bryan?" The teen in question didn't move his eyes from the battle. "Don't Spencer. My problems do not concern you." They watched with boredom as the blonde was stripped of his bit beast. With a minor amount of will, he managed to avoid watching the neko- jin as the helicopter pulled them into the sky.
*****
"Kai?" The slate haired teen didn't look away from the battle between Robert and Tyson. "Hn." Rei took his captain's semi-silence as a sign to continue. "Who was the pale haired Demolition Boy?" Kai looked at the neko- jin, one eyebrow raised in question. "Bryan." Rei dropped to his knees on the cold stone courtyard, fingers digging into his scalp in an effort to keep from whimpering in pain. A fleeting image passed in front of his eyes.
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Golden eyes met moonlight and his smile widened as he placed a gentle kiss on his lover's lips.
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Rei looked up to find his teammates standing over him, eyes concerned. Max knelt down in front of Rei, hand resting on the neko-jin's shoulder. "Rei, what happened?" The Chinese teen shook his head and slowly got to his feet. "I have no idea Max. I had a vision or something." Tyson's eyes brightened. "Did you see us winning the tournament?" Rei gently massaged one temple, eyes half closed.
"No." He blushed slightly. "It was something old, almost like it was from another time." Kenny adjusted his glasses; not commenting on Rei's flushed cheeks. "Come on. We need to get back to Moscow."
Kai pulled Rei to one side mahogany eyes slightly worried. "What the hell happened?" Why did hearing Bryan's name affect you so much?" The younger teen fiddled with the end of his hair. "I don't know. In the vision, it felt like I was in someone else's body." The Russian teen shrugged. "It might be stress related, although I doubt it. There is no reason his name should have had any affect. Now get on the bus."
*****
Bryan took his vest off, dropping it on to his pallet. He knelt down in one corner of his room, fingers tracing one of the stones. Working his fingers under the stone edge, he gently jiggled the stone as he pulled it up. With reverent fingers he reached into the revealed whole, pulling out a bundle of fabric.
He sat back on his heels, carefully unwrapping the cloth. Fingers brushed over silver. A small smile twisted pale lips as one hold eye and one white- silver eye looked up at him. The winged tiger was the only thing that he truly owned.
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Bryan slipped into bed, drawing his blankets up to his chin. He was so upset that he could barely sleep. He was going to Moscow tomorrow, to train to become a top blader. One arm slipped under his pillow. He jumped as cold metal brushed against his arm. Lifting the pillow revealed a winged tiger of silver, resting on the sheets. Without questioning how the necklace got there, he slipped it over his head, the tiger resting over his heart.
He tucked it under his shirt, silently vowing to not let his mother see the necklace the next morning. She would sell it as fast as she had sold him.
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His thumb brushed over the stripes. "Why am I continuously tormented by things I barely remember? The neko-jin's eyes seem so familiar, such a unique, intriguing color," he looked down at the necklace. "As do you."
The silver tiger seemed to flash in the low light of his room. 'Do you believe in magic Bryan?' A soft voice with a slight lilt filled his ears, sorrowful golden eyes flashing in front of his eyes.
*****
Rei stuck his head out of the kitchen, keen ears catching the sounds coming from the TV. "Tyson, go back a channel." The Japanese teen did as he was told, navy eyes dimming. "History. Ah..." Tyson shut his mouth at the look on the neko-jin's face.
"Here we are at the Caroisa Cliffs, two miles from Windroisa Castle, in the Scottish Highlands." Max looked up in shock as a wooden spoon was thrust in his face. "Rei, you don't look so good." The older teen forced a smile. "It's nothing. It just feels like I've seen those cliffs before, which is odd, because I've never been to Scotland. I'm going to go lay down."
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He made his way over to his lover, wrapping his arms around the raven haired figure, drawing the smaller body back against him, reveling in the slightly salty smell that clung to raven tresses.
~~~~~~~~~~
The pain rapidly diminished, leaving the Russian with a sense of confusion and subdued longing. The stunning golden eyes had returned to watching the battle. Bryan let his gaze linger on the younger teen, trying to puzzle out the meaning of the brief moment when he had seemingly inhabited someone else's body. "What is it about you that seems so familiar? I know that I've never met you before."
Spencer glanced down at his teammate. "Bryan?" The teen in question didn't move his eyes from the battle. "Don't Spencer. My problems do not concern you." They watched with boredom as the blonde was stripped of his bit beast. With a minor amount of will, he managed to avoid watching the neko- jin as the helicopter pulled them into the sky.
*****
"Kai?" The slate haired teen didn't look away from the battle between Robert and Tyson. "Hn." Rei took his captain's semi-silence as a sign to continue. "Who was the pale haired Demolition Boy?" Kai looked at the neko- jin, one eyebrow raised in question. "Bryan." Rei dropped to his knees on the cold stone courtyard, fingers digging into his scalp in an effort to keep from whimpering in pain. A fleeting image passed in front of his eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~
Golden eyes met moonlight and his smile widened as he placed a gentle kiss on his lover's lips.
~~~~~~~~~~
Rei looked up to find his teammates standing over him, eyes concerned. Max knelt down in front of Rei, hand resting on the neko-jin's shoulder. "Rei, what happened?" The Chinese teen shook his head and slowly got to his feet. "I have no idea Max. I had a vision or something." Tyson's eyes brightened. "Did you see us winning the tournament?" Rei gently massaged one temple, eyes half closed.
"No." He blushed slightly. "It was something old, almost like it was from another time." Kenny adjusted his glasses; not commenting on Rei's flushed cheeks. "Come on. We need to get back to Moscow."
Kai pulled Rei to one side mahogany eyes slightly worried. "What the hell happened?" Why did hearing Bryan's name affect you so much?" The younger teen fiddled with the end of his hair. "I don't know. In the vision, it felt like I was in someone else's body." The Russian teen shrugged. "It might be stress related, although I doubt it. There is no reason his name should have had any affect. Now get on the bus."
*****
Bryan took his vest off, dropping it on to his pallet. He knelt down in one corner of his room, fingers tracing one of the stones. Working his fingers under the stone edge, he gently jiggled the stone as he pulled it up. With reverent fingers he reached into the revealed whole, pulling out a bundle of fabric.
He sat back on his heels, carefully unwrapping the cloth. Fingers brushed over silver. A small smile twisted pale lips as one hold eye and one white- silver eye looked up at him. The winged tiger was the only thing that he truly owned.
~~~~~~~~~~
Bryan slipped into bed, drawing his blankets up to his chin. He was so upset that he could barely sleep. He was going to Moscow tomorrow, to train to become a top blader. One arm slipped under his pillow. He jumped as cold metal brushed against his arm. Lifting the pillow revealed a winged tiger of silver, resting on the sheets. Without questioning how the necklace got there, he slipped it over his head, the tiger resting over his heart.
He tucked it under his shirt, silently vowing to not let his mother see the necklace the next morning. She would sell it as fast as she had sold him.
~~~~~~~~~~
His thumb brushed over the stripes. "Why am I continuously tormented by things I barely remember? The neko-jin's eyes seem so familiar, such a unique, intriguing color," he looked down at the necklace. "As do you."
The silver tiger seemed to flash in the low light of his room. 'Do you believe in magic Bryan?' A soft voice with a slight lilt filled his ears, sorrowful golden eyes flashing in front of his eyes.
*****
Rei stuck his head out of the kitchen, keen ears catching the sounds coming from the TV. "Tyson, go back a channel." The Japanese teen did as he was told, navy eyes dimming. "History. Ah..." Tyson shut his mouth at the look on the neko-jin's face.
"Here we are at the Caroisa Cliffs, two miles from Windroisa Castle, in the Scottish Highlands." Max looked up in shock as a wooden spoon was thrust in his face. "Rei, you don't look so good." The older teen forced a smile. "It's nothing. It just feels like I've seen those cliffs before, which is odd, because I've never been to Scotland. I'm going to go lay down."
