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Insanities Match
Chapter four
Tyson walked, each footstep sounding unbearably loud in the silence. Tyson breathed, feeling the cold air run down his throat, he loved the feeling of breathing, most took it for granted and never really paid attention to it. He had to now, it was part of his Kendo training, and the deep breathing exercises kept him under control during a Beyblade battle. He breathed again, he frowned, he'd thought he'd smelt something putrid, and rotten. But he shrugged it off, and kept on walking, his thoughts once again drifted to Kai, and once again his heart ached. "Why does life throw so many hard things at me," he said, than he laughed at the silly idiom, "Wait, Kai's the one who usually does that." His heart ached again. "I don't want to hurt anymore." He sighed, as he sit down on the curve. The team was like his family, knowing that one of your family despises you, when you love them hurts. A tear trailed down his cheek, he watched it fall. "Oh god I love you, and you think I'm a nuisance. I love Kai Hiwatari, and all I want is for him to know how I feel. But I'm the family outsider, that's what I'll stay." Another tear rolled down his cheek, followed by sobs.
He gasped as something closed over his mouth, and someone trailed a finger down his inner leg.
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Kai lay up in his room, of course, with his cookies and milk. He was still embarrassed about how he had acted with the cookies, but it was slowly subsiding. He smirked when he thought of his predicament, he had no idea were he was, he was in a strangers house, and she was taking care of him. But somehow he felt strangely safe, 'I guess anywhere is safer than with my Grandpa.' He thought. He had noticed something when he had looked over the room again, on the back wall was a door, almost invisible, the way it was placed and the blended colour made it look exactly like the wall. The door seemed to call to him, Kai, though he hid it, had immense curiosity, and the hidden door intrigued him, made him wonder why it was there.
Kai got up and found the secret latch, a handle that was hidden behind the wall, and opened the door. Kai gasped, it was his favorite dream come true. Then walls were painted blue, and the ceiling was white with a huge light in the middle, Kai turned it on. In the middle of the floor was a HUGE beyblading dish, and small windows which let light stream in. On the blue walls were glass cabinets full to the brim of beyblade equipment. "Wow." He gasped, he could beyblade here forever. Kai may be stiff about the sport, be he actually liked it. Kai walked into the room, blue was his favorite colour, it used to be red but when he joined the Bladebreakers it had changed to blue. He had absolutely no idea why, but something about it felt right, actually this colour of blue was the exact shade of Tyson's hair (Briar snickers evilly). Kai shook his head, and sat down on the edge of the beyblading dish, dangling his feet. Then something hit him, why was this room hidden? It was obviously fixed up and taken care of, so why hide it? 'Oh well, it's mine now.' he thought. He slid to the bottom of the dish, and lay there. His team would love this place, especially Tyson and Kenny. But it was his secret place, it was all his, and it would always be his; he would never have to share. Unless he wanted to, and that was likely to never happen. He sighed and closed his eyes; yep he was definitely going to like this room. And he fell into a deep sleep.
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(Tyson)
"Hel-mnph" cried Tyson as he was carried away. A man, Tyson thought it was a man, had Tyson restrained, with a hand over his mouth. "Hush my little bishounen." Drawled the snake, Tyson's eyes widened, 'No, no way,' he thought, as he felt another finger trail down his inner leg. 'Please, leave me alone. Please!' His mind sobbed, 'Tyson, you wimp,' said a voice in his head, 'Do you really want Kai to know you as the weakling who got raped? Come on, your strong too!' "I'm not a toy!" said Tyson against the hand, then he bit down hard. He heard a yelp, and he was released, Tyson spun and grabbed his kendo stick from it's place on his back, ad held it out in attack mode. Sure enough it was a man.
"Voltaire." Hissed Tyson, the snake looked up and smiled, showing teeth that were very yellow. Tyson bared his teeth, and narrowed his eyes. Kai's Grandpa was supposed to be in jail, "I see you remember me Tyson, I certainly remember you." Voltaire smirked, pure hatred in his eyes, "But of course, how could I forget you?" he was circling Tyson now, glaring. "You're the one who put me in jail, and destroyed my perfect Grandson." He stopped walking, "I can say right now that you intrigue me Tyson, so much confidence," he paused. "and innocence." He added. "And not to mention, absolutely beautiful." Indeed it was true. Tyson, for a male, had a very feminine body. With plenty curves, a thin waist, pretty eyes, shiny hair, tan skin, and a well-muscled torso. Tyson blended perfectly with the moonlight, or any light for that matter. Voltaire gazed at him, "Oh, and stay away from Kai, he'll never love you."
With that he disappeared into the shadows. "I know." Whispered Tyson, his eyes filling up with tears. "I know." A gust of wind blew his hair in his face, as the first tear fell, one of many to come. The streetlight went out, with Tyson standing still in the cold, shoulders shaking with silent sobs, he slowly made his descent back to his house. The forgotten kendo stick lay on the road, it's life was short lived, for a car ran over it and cracked it in half. Much like how Kai broke Tyson's heart, without even using it.
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(Kai)
Kai awoke still in the beyblade dish, and looked at the blue room, "I guess it wasn't a dream." His stomach growled, "You must be hungry again." Said a voice, Kai jumped out of the dish and looked at the speaker, it was the old lady. And true to her words, her eyes 'were' the same colour; they were both a deep brown. Now that Kai looked at her closely, her eyes held a heartbroken sadness, and he couldn't even guess her age. She looked old and young at the same time, her manner was that of a wise woman, while her looks made her look very young. Kai raised a suspicious eyebrow, (is there even such a thing?) "Oh Kai, don't give me that. Your father used to do that." She frowned.
"How do you know my name?" asked Kai, "Why Kai, don't you recognize me?" Kai gave her a puzzled look, "No of course you don't," she shook her head, "Actually you are kind of familiar." Said Kai, "Well Kai, this may shock you, but I'm your Grandmother." Kai choked, how could he not recognize her? His Grandfather had pictures of her all over the mansion; she was like his second god, he said she was a model. But he didn't talk about her much; all he knew was that she had run off with another man, leaving her husband. His grandfather still loved her, but obviously she didn't love him, and he had not even looked for her because he wanted her to be happy. She had been the world to him, and was the reason he was so twisted now.
"Kai, are you all right?" she asked worriedly, "You're the reason my Grandfather was so awful! You left him." Kai growled, "No I didn't." she whispered, "What?" asked Kai very surprised, what did she mean she didn't leave him. "You see Kai, after I had your father I used to take walks around the river outside of our house, you know the one were you skated every year?" Kai nodded, he loved skating, and was very good at it. "Well our groundskeeper Mr. Fallow always had a thing for me, one day when I passed his house on my walk he grabbed me, and took me to his shed. Then he raped me. A month later I found out I was pregnant, so I ran away, I couldn't face your Grandfather, so I found this house and lived here. The baby was a stillborn, I fell in love again and married, and had three more children." She closed her eyes at the remembrance, a pained expression on her face.
Kai was shocked, how terrible was that, in her position he would do the same thing. He walked up to her and hugged her, she seemed to relax, "Anyway enough about me, do you like the room, it was Jared's special room. My third son, he loved beyblading, like you. He and his lover were killed in a car crash last year." "I'm sorry," said Kai, the thought of having half siblings was still a little strange, and he felt a little awkward. "And yes, I love this room." Said Kai, "It's the blue colour isn't it?" asked Kai's Grandmother. Kai nodded, he really loved that colour he still had no idea why (Briar snickers evilly again). "Well then it's yours." Smiled his Grandmother, "Kai, why were you outside in the cold anyway?" she asked, Kai explained about his Grandfather. "Anyway I'm glad your okay, and you can stay here. I'm happy you've found a place for yourself, in my little sanctuary, things like that come once in a lifetime, I'll let you enjoy it for the time being." She smiled and left, leaving Kai to revel in the silence, that he loved. Too much was happening at once, he'd found his Grandmother, and a place he could call his own. He was safe, or at least as safe as he could be.
Disclaimer-Look, I don't own them. -_-
Insanities Match
Chapter four
Tyson walked, each footstep sounding unbearably loud in the silence. Tyson breathed, feeling the cold air run down his throat, he loved the feeling of breathing, most took it for granted and never really paid attention to it. He had to now, it was part of his Kendo training, and the deep breathing exercises kept him under control during a Beyblade battle. He breathed again, he frowned, he'd thought he'd smelt something putrid, and rotten. But he shrugged it off, and kept on walking, his thoughts once again drifted to Kai, and once again his heart ached. "Why does life throw so many hard things at me," he said, than he laughed at the silly idiom, "Wait, Kai's the one who usually does that." His heart ached again. "I don't want to hurt anymore." He sighed, as he sit down on the curve. The team was like his family, knowing that one of your family despises you, when you love them hurts. A tear trailed down his cheek, he watched it fall. "Oh god I love you, and you think I'm a nuisance. I love Kai Hiwatari, and all I want is for him to know how I feel. But I'm the family outsider, that's what I'll stay." Another tear rolled down his cheek, followed by sobs.
He gasped as something closed over his mouth, and someone trailed a finger down his inner leg.
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Kai lay up in his room, of course, with his cookies and milk. He was still embarrassed about how he had acted with the cookies, but it was slowly subsiding. He smirked when he thought of his predicament, he had no idea were he was, he was in a strangers house, and she was taking care of him. But somehow he felt strangely safe, 'I guess anywhere is safer than with my Grandpa.' He thought. He had noticed something when he had looked over the room again, on the back wall was a door, almost invisible, the way it was placed and the blended colour made it look exactly like the wall. The door seemed to call to him, Kai, though he hid it, had immense curiosity, and the hidden door intrigued him, made him wonder why it was there.
Kai got up and found the secret latch, a handle that was hidden behind the wall, and opened the door. Kai gasped, it was his favorite dream come true. Then walls were painted blue, and the ceiling was white with a huge light in the middle, Kai turned it on. In the middle of the floor was a HUGE beyblading dish, and small windows which let light stream in. On the blue walls were glass cabinets full to the brim of beyblade equipment. "Wow." He gasped, he could beyblade here forever. Kai may be stiff about the sport, be he actually liked it. Kai walked into the room, blue was his favorite colour, it used to be red but when he joined the Bladebreakers it had changed to blue. He had absolutely no idea why, but something about it felt right, actually this colour of blue was the exact shade of Tyson's hair (Briar snickers evilly). Kai shook his head, and sat down on the edge of the beyblading dish, dangling his feet. Then something hit him, why was this room hidden? It was obviously fixed up and taken care of, so why hide it? 'Oh well, it's mine now.' he thought. He slid to the bottom of the dish, and lay there. His team would love this place, especially Tyson and Kenny. But it was his secret place, it was all his, and it would always be his; he would never have to share. Unless he wanted to, and that was likely to never happen. He sighed and closed his eyes; yep he was definitely going to like this room. And he fell into a deep sleep.
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(Tyson)
"Hel-mnph" cried Tyson as he was carried away. A man, Tyson thought it was a man, had Tyson restrained, with a hand over his mouth. "Hush my little bishounen." Drawled the snake, Tyson's eyes widened, 'No, no way,' he thought, as he felt another finger trail down his inner leg. 'Please, leave me alone. Please!' His mind sobbed, 'Tyson, you wimp,' said a voice in his head, 'Do you really want Kai to know you as the weakling who got raped? Come on, your strong too!' "I'm not a toy!" said Tyson against the hand, then he bit down hard. He heard a yelp, and he was released, Tyson spun and grabbed his kendo stick from it's place on his back, ad held it out in attack mode. Sure enough it was a man.
"Voltaire." Hissed Tyson, the snake looked up and smiled, showing teeth that were very yellow. Tyson bared his teeth, and narrowed his eyes. Kai's Grandpa was supposed to be in jail, "I see you remember me Tyson, I certainly remember you." Voltaire smirked, pure hatred in his eyes, "But of course, how could I forget you?" he was circling Tyson now, glaring. "You're the one who put me in jail, and destroyed my perfect Grandson." He stopped walking, "I can say right now that you intrigue me Tyson, so much confidence," he paused. "and innocence." He added. "And not to mention, absolutely beautiful." Indeed it was true. Tyson, for a male, had a very feminine body. With plenty curves, a thin waist, pretty eyes, shiny hair, tan skin, and a well-muscled torso. Tyson blended perfectly with the moonlight, or any light for that matter. Voltaire gazed at him, "Oh, and stay away from Kai, he'll never love you."
With that he disappeared into the shadows. "I know." Whispered Tyson, his eyes filling up with tears. "I know." A gust of wind blew his hair in his face, as the first tear fell, one of many to come. The streetlight went out, with Tyson standing still in the cold, shoulders shaking with silent sobs, he slowly made his descent back to his house. The forgotten kendo stick lay on the road, it's life was short lived, for a car ran over it and cracked it in half. Much like how Kai broke Tyson's heart, without even using it.
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(Kai)
Kai awoke still in the beyblade dish, and looked at the blue room, "I guess it wasn't a dream." His stomach growled, "You must be hungry again." Said a voice, Kai jumped out of the dish and looked at the speaker, it was the old lady. And true to her words, her eyes 'were' the same colour; they were both a deep brown. Now that Kai looked at her closely, her eyes held a heartbroken sadness, and he couldn't even guess her age. She looked old and young at the same time, her manner was that of a wise woman, while her looks made her look very young. Kai raised a suspicious eyebrow, (is there even such a thing?) "Oh Kai, don't give me that. Your father used to do that." She frowned.
"How do you know my name?" asked Kai, "Why Kai, don't you recognize me?" Kai gave her a puzzled look, "No of course you don't," she shook her head, "Actually you are kind of familiar." Said Kai, "Well Kai, this may shock you, but I'm your Grandmother." Kai choked, how could he not recognize her? His Grandfather had pictures of her all over the mansion; she was like his second god, he said she was a model. But he didn't talk about her much; all he knew was that she had run off with another man, leaving her husband. His grandfather still loved her, but obviously she didn't love him, and he had not even looked for her because he wanted her to be happy. She had been the world to him, and was the reason he was so twisted now.
"Kai, are you all right?" she asked worriedly, "You're the reason my Grandfather was so awful! You left him." Kai growled, "No I didn't." she whispered, "What?" asked Kai very surprised, what did she mean she didn't leave him. "You see Kai, after I had your father I used to take walks around the river outside of our house, you know the one were you skated every year?" Kai nodded, he loved skating, and was very good at it. "Well our groundskeeper Mr. Fallow always had a thing for me, one day when I passed his house on my walk he grabbed me, and took me to his shed. Then he raped me. A month later I found out I was pregnant, so I ran away, I couldn't face your Grandfather, so I found this house and lived here. The baby was a stillborn, I fell in love again and married, and had three more children." She closed her eyes at the remembrance, a pained expression on her face.
Kai was shocked, how terrible was that, in her position he would do the same thing. He walked up to her and hugged her, she seemed to relax, "Anyway enough about me, do you like the room, it was Jared's special room. My third son, he loved beyblading, like you. He and his lover were killed in a car crash last year." "I'm sorry," said Kai, the thought of having half siblings was still a little strange, and he felt a little awkward. "And yes, I love this room." Said Kai, "It's the blue colour isn't it?" asked Kai's Grandmother. Kai nodded, he really loved that colour he still had no idea why (Briar snickers evilly again). "Well then it's yours." Smiled his Grandmother, "Kai, why were you outside in the cold anyway?" she asked, Kai explained about his Grandfather. "Anyway I'm glad your okay, and you can stay here. I'm happy you've found a place for yourself, in my little sanctuary, things like that come once in a lifetime, I'll let you enjoy it for the time being." She smiled and left, leaving Kai to revel in the silence, that he loved. Too much was happening at once, he'd found his Grandmother, and a place he could call his own. He was safe, or at least as safe as he could be.
