Silver: Hello everyone! I'm not dead! Yay Now, I know I should be continue my MaRe fanfics at the moment, but this was really tempting to do! This is…pretty much my first Enrique/Oliver and Robert/Johnny fanfic ;;
But, I've been reading a lot of fanfics of them, and I found this one fanfiction called Because of Me by Kawaii-Kirei, and it mostly inspires me to write this . The plot may be similar to her fanfic, but watch out, I'm not a normal person .
Note: The story is suppose to be English-speaking now . Can't have French, Italian, German, and Scottish be talking to each other and not understand any parts of it ;;. Anyway, there's only one OC, which is my original character, Arika Angelique, and her last name is not known.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or the Majestic. The only thing I own in this fanfiction is my OC character, Arika Angelique.
Summary: Oliver Polanski, a sixteen-year-old French boy, walks around his favorite spots on this one day. His four-year-old adopted sister, Arika Angelique Polanski, accidentally wonders around by herself to find a little surprise. When she finds Oliver, what are the outcomes of this stairway?
Stairway through BetrayalChapter 1:
By: Silver-chan! Oliver's P.O.V. !
Mmm…nothing was better than the winds breezing through your hair. Well…maybe nothing…but something.
Yes, something warm…maybe you know. If you don't, well…let's say that I "found" my perfect lover…
Well…I can't say he's "perfect," but I just love him for himself. And again, you may know him…but let's see.
That person I love…is Enrique Tornatore. Yes, the complicated Italian guy. He's a little over a year older than me. You see…we are not normal kids. "Us" meaning Robert, Johnny, Enrique, and myself. You see…we all met four years ago. Our parents had a conference, and all four of us happen to be stuck with our parents, so we befriend with each other.
Well…except for Johnny, but he does have a "soft" heart sometimes! It's true!
Anyway, out of my thoughts and into reality.
Here, in Germany, I'm walking through several different blocks. I was looking around, seeing how I could be here, by myself, while Enrique said he had some other business to do. I just didn't understand him…
Why did he want to do something without me knowing?
Well… one excuse I could think of was because Christmas was coming soon. Well…in another 3 weeks I thought at least.
As I was walking down through some corridors, I'm back into somewhat the area where Robert lives. Yes, as normal, the four of us were home-schooled kids, but it seemed we're smarter than the average students and above average.
I looked around the place, and I thought I saw a glimpse of snow. But…I was just imagining things. I continued walking, clutching the thin jacket around myself. I guessed I should have listened to Robert's advices, and bring that damn thicker jacket.
The breezy winds were now icy ones, spraying melted-cold ice shards attacking me. I guessed I should be heading back. It began to drizzle for a bit, and then, it suddenly stopped in a few minutes after I continued walking.
The hell…why the rain been like this you ask me? The rain here just loved to confused people and the weather forecasters. Well…I stopped for a moment, since the stoplight turned red.
I stared out onto the block where I was going to cross, and I see a little girl. Hmm…there's something awfully familiar about that little girl. The pale silver hair, layered at an early age, that very bright crimson-violet eyes…
I continued staring, and I couldn't believe what I just saw either. The little girl was looking to see if there were cars coming, but I guessed she never saw that one that was coming. Oh well…it's her lost…
…Wait just the goddamn minute! That's my sister!!
"Ari-chan!"
Yeah, yeah, I know. Why the hell am I using Japanese suffixes. Here's an answer with a flashback of two years ago.
Flash back, Two years ago
(3rd person P.O.V.)
"Robert! Do you care to explain why we're here and not out there?!"
"Pipe down, Johnny. Oliver's father and my father told us to stay at home today. If not…I bare not say the consequences."
"It's alright with me! I just don't want to make the fathers angry as hell."
"Enrique, you never liked any of our fathers anyway."
"Oliver! That's not…entirely true…I think…"
"…I'm not asking Italian guy here why."
"So uncouth."
Just as the four of them finished talking, the doors were opened, and came in Oliver's father. Unknown to the four, there was also someone else.
Mr. Polanski walked towards the four and stood still in front of them. He felt a little sorry for making "his daughter" came to Germany all of a sudden. Plus, she was having a hard time sleeping on the airplane.
"Robert. Is your father at home?"
"Yes. Upstairs, three doors to your right."
"Yes. Thank you, Robert."
Mr. Polanski felt his daughter clinging to his legs. He patted the girl on the head and tries to nudge her to show herself. Well…it wasn't working out well. The girl just kept clinging to her father, and the four boys had no idea what was going on.
Oliver then spotted some pale silvery hair popping in and out of his father's pants. He rose from his seat, the other three slightly confuse, and then looked behind his father. What he saw, was about 3 feet (92 cm) tall, pale silver haired with light crimson eyes girl, wearing some sort of red/gold/black Chinese blouse with a Japanese-styled silver/red/gold skirt. She looked up from where she was clinging to their father, shaking her head, and not knowing she moved away from the father.
"Wow…"
"Enrique, stop dazing. Whose daughter is that?"
"Johnny…that's sort of self-explanatory."
Mr. Polanski smiled and shook his head at the same time. He picked up the little girl, holding her like a mother would do to a baby, into a sitting position.
"Father. Why have you not told me about her?"
Mr. Polanski smiled at his son.
"You see…your mother and I found her one day, sleeping on the bench at the park near where we lived. She was severely injured, probably from a really bad orphanage, which doesn't take care of kids. When I tried to reach out for her, she would try to run away from us. Her mother had deep sympathy for her, so we took her in and adopted her."
"Mmm…my own baby sister…what is her name?"
Mr. Polanski looked at the slightly scared eyes of her. He smiled at her, and she smiled back, while her eyes turning back to its real color: violet with tints of crimson.
"She already had a first name, so we decided to give her a middle name. Let me tell you first, we were even surprise that she had a little French in her. She's half Japanese, quarter Chinese, and amazingly, quarter French. Her name…is Arika Angelique Polanski."
The other three seemed to like the little girl. Oliver smiled at her and lifted his arms out. Mr. Polanski told Arika something.
"Arika, let aniki told you."
Arika shook her head. Mr. Polanski chuckled slightly and kissed her forehead.
"Father's got to go to a meeting with Mr. Jurgen (if anyone knows his Japanese last name, can you tell me? Thanks for trying to help!). Do it for your father."
Mr. Polanski fingered his daughter's hands.
"Alright?"
It was a short silence, but Arika decided to do it for her father. Mr. Polanski handed his daughter over to his son and watched to see Arika looking at him.
"Be good to the four of guy. I promise, they won't hurt you."
Mr. Polanski placed his pointer on top of Arika's nose, and she giggled a little. He smiled, and then headed to Mr. Jurgen's office.
Oliver, with his baby sister, walked over to the couch where Enrique was and sat down next to him.
"Arika-chan…you're really a cute baby sister. Can you speak English, too?"
Arika nodded her head, but she doesn't seem to want to say anything. Oliver carefully placed his hand on top of her head and slowly brushed her hair. Meanwhile, Johnny and Robert were whispering about random comments, and Enrique was looking at Arika.
"Oliver, it's gonna take a while before she gets use to us."
"Maybe…but still, if she's my baby sister that I need to care for, that's what I'm here for."
Suddenly, Arika decided she didn't want to be left out of the talking, and since she was shy, her voice was a little cracked.
"A…ni…ki? …You…not…hurt Ari—ka??"
Oliver and Enrique was a little confused with her question. Of course they weren't going to hurt her. Then…that must have meant that something bad happened to her when she was a baby, not mature like she is now.
"Course not…I won't hurt you, and either will Enrique, Robert, or even Johnny."
"Oliver, you may want to take one name out of the list."
They looked over to Johnny, and he was boiling red from that little stupid comment. Robert was trying to calm him down…but as we know, there's no stopping a hot-tempered red-head Johnny.
"Johnny. Not here. If you want to so badly, don't be anywhere near the house, you don't want to scare her again."
"Shn. I know. Arika needs time, but I'm not up with time right now."
Johnny took Enrique by the collar and dragged him outside of the door, probably torturing each other endlessly.
Robert moved aside to Oliver and looking into Arika's eyes.
"You're such a lucky kid, Oliver."
"Maybe…just hope she doesn't turn out bad like a certain person."
"You're just lucky he's not here right now."
"Da—rn right." (Oliver almost swore .)
Robert moved his hand and gently caressed Arika's cheeks. Arika just froze a little, and then she slowly reached to Robert's hand. She played with his fingers, finding a new way to play with people's hand. He again moved his hand, so it's touching the top of her head.
"Arika-chan…I'm Robert. Douzo yoroshiku."
There was a deadly silence for a few moments, but then Arika smiled, knowing that they would probably be nicer to her than the people back at the orphanage.
"Robert…sempai…Douzo…yoroshiku."
Oliver shook his head a little.
"Looks like she's going to be polite to everyone, especially at this rate."
"Probably…but it's not her fault."
"Yeah…we'll see in the future…"
Oliver was glad that he finally had a sibling, regardless that she was adopted. He guessed after that really long trip to Japan really paid off. He learned another language, and he could make great use of it.
End of Flashback
I dreaded what was going to happen next. I didn't want my baby sister to be dead just because she didn't learn of the traffic lights yet.
Oh dear…she's walking towards me, waving her hand at me. Suddenly, the car came speeding down the road! It looked like the driver was preoccupied with the other person on the passenger seat.
Damn God, why the hell does it had to be MY sister on the road?! Damn…I couldn't reach her in time either, or the both of us could be pancake!
As something…no…someone…that's it! I saw someone running towards Arika, and he just pulled my sister back on time, before the car came speeding towards the STOP sign. As soon as that was over with, the traffic lights turned green, and then I ran over to my little sister, and very surprising…
Kane was with her! I remembered I met him that one day with Tyson when he visited us from America or some place.
I looked over to my little sister, and she was sniffling. I guess she still wasn't sued to people saving her from accidents.
"Aniki!"
I bent down and opened my arms. She jumped right into me, nearly making me fall to the ground. I could tell Kane was having a nice moment staring at us.
"Oliver. It's been a while."
"Yes, it has."
Arika looked at me, and then she turned to Kane.
(Arika have some pronunciation problems, so I'll translate it in parentheses and it will be in bold so you don't have a lot of trouble finding it.)
"Aniki…knohw'sh t'fish sh'tranger?"
(Aniki…knows this stranger?)
"Yeah, Ari-chan. Greet him in English if you want to try."
I saw my little sister, still hesitating to greet people. Well, she still has a long way to go. I smiled at her, wanting her to greet Kane. She finally complied and turned around to look at Kane.
"…Herroh. My name ish Arika Angeripue Po'ran'shki. Nike toh meet yoh'u." (…Hello. My name is Arika Angelique Polanski. Nice to meet you.)
I saw Kane grinned at my little sister and reached out his hand to shake Arika's. I was happy to know that Arika was getting a little used to talking with others.
"Nice to meet you, Arika-chan. My name is Kane."
Her face was brightened a little, and I was glad. By the way…I was wondering why was Arika by herself…wasn't Johnny and Robert supposed to watch her while I was gone? And…what about Enrique?
"Well, Oliver, Arika-chan, I got to go back to my hotel. It's getting a little late, but I'll tell Tyson and the others about your cute little sister."
He winked at me and waved good-bye to the both of us.
"Bye!"
"Bye-bye!"
I looked at her, surprised a little that she was doing the same things as me. I put her down on the ground, letting her stand on her own two feet.
"Ari-chan. Weren't you supposed to be at home with Johnny and Robert?"
She looked down at the ground. I guessed she did go out by herself. Then, I heard her spoke.
"Arika sh'aw Enripue reab'ing hou'sh'e and horrowed him. He was'h wait'ing h'or sh'ohme'ohne, so'h I was'h rook'ing h'or yoh'u. Johnny and Robert were pra'y'ing khess, sh'oh they didn't sh'ee me."
(Arika saw Enrique leaving house and followed him. He was waiting for someone, so I was looking for you. Johnny and Robert were playing chess, so they didn't see me.)
Enrique? Why was he waiting for someone? …I know it wasn't me, but I could be wrong anyway. But…I'm going to just check anyway.
"Ari-chan. Do you remember where?"
I saw her point to the direction couple streets away. Wow, she had really good memory. I patted her head, and carried her to sit on the bench.
"Aniki's going to find Enrique. Just wait here in case Johnny and Robert comes to find you, alright?"
She was looking really scared. I could tell that she didn't want to be by herself, but I didn't want her to see what Enrique could be doing.
"Aniki…Ojisan Johnny…ish shka'ry! He…yerr'ed at me, and I no kno'hw why?"
(Aniki…Uncle Johnny…is scary! He…yelled at me, and I don't know why?)
I grinned a little, and I continued to pat her head.
"Don't worry. I'm sure Ojisan Johnny didn't mean it."
"Proh'mish'e?"
She held out her pinky for the "pinky-swear." I smiled and hooked my pinky with her's.
"Promise. Now, let Aniki go and find Enrique, alright?"
She slowly nodded. She really does bring the smile out of you. I kissed her forehead, and I started to head towards the direction where Arika said he could be at.
I just don't understand…why did Enrique plan out something and leave me out of it? It couldn't be friends…his only friends were the three of us…unless he was hiding something from us.
As soon as I got there…I saw someone that made me dread to not come here. Enrique…waiting for someone else…and not me?!
Enrique…why…?
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= ! To Be Continued ! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Yes, I know. That was a really bad cliffhanger! ;; What was Enrique doing? Is Johnny and Robert going to find Arika-chan? What in the hell is the authoress thinking?!
Mm…I don't know, we'll see . Well, I hope you guys review . If you review (if you have your email address at least) this fanfic, I'm going to send you reviewers a little gift from me .
(I just decided to do this from now on for reviewing my fanfics, that is, if you have an email address that I can find .)
Note: In the flashback, Arika was speaking in a regular accent. Yes, I noticed. Let's think of it this way. She was home-schooled at age 2, learning Japanese and English along the way, basically at the same time. Since she was going to be a Polanski, her father wanted her to be best-educated in the family until the next generation, probably.
- That means, yes, Arika will learn to cook at age 3. She wanted to be just like her brother, except she can't draw or paint well, so she's learning to play an instrument later on in the fanfic. And…she won't be able to fly the blimp, cause she's afraid of heights.
Did any of you hate Arika-chan? I thought I made her a little too adorable for Oliver ;; Be sure to comment now . I accept flames (friendly ones), constructive criticisms, and nice reviews telling me to hurry and update!
Anyway, thank you for reading the first chapter! By the way, if anyone of you wants to open up a graphics site with me, be sure to email me about it . I can't do a graphics site alone .
Jaa
{Ari-chan waving good-bye!}