On another point, I move into my new house tomorrow, so don't expect the next chapter of this until probably after Christmas. WE have to set up everything and everything like that, and I don't know when the computer(s) (we have about 4) will be up and running.
So, I hope you all enjoy this.
Reviews
Sarcasmcat: Thank you! My first reviewer for this story! Here's the next chapter!
SSJ4 Sailor Menz: Yes, it's a Tyson/Tala, but they're not out of the woods yet. *smirk* you'll see what I mean in this chapter.
Dippas-addict: Thanks. Writing this was a complete spur of the moment thing. I was bored, and couldn't do anything on my other stuff, and then this originated. But I'm glad you like it.
ESR: Thanks. ^_^ I do try for suspense. Good to know it works.
Skittles the Sugar Fairy: I got it up as soon as I could! Enjoy!
Vialana: *eyes wide* V-Vialana? THE Vialana? *faints then revives* Thank you Vialana-sama! Well, you got your wish (more smoochies), and yes, you're right, Kai's non verbal rejection does leave Tyson open to Tala's ministrations, which I might add Tala takes almost full advantage of. Thanks for reviewing, and I hope you enjoy. Oh, and update Phantom Pain again, please!
Timberwolf220: Yay! Another author I like! Thank you Wolf-sama for reviewing. I'm glad you liked it, and here's the next chapter.
Nanashi2: *blushes* well, I wouldn't go so far as to call it wonderful in every way, but since every one else seems to think it's that good, who am I to complain? Like you, I am primarily a Tyka fan, and I don't really like Kai/Rei fics either, but it fit with this, and left Tyson open for Tala. I'm glad I portrayed Tyson well. That's one of my biggest fears, not portraying characters to their full, but I seem to have lucked out on this. Again, thank you.
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Assassin of the Shadows: When I first read your review, I was thinking 'this person doesn't like it' and then when I got to the end, it changed to 'this person doesn't like where I stopped.' Here's more for you.
Mika: Ty's reaction was…interesting… hope you like it.
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On to the story
UnconditionalChapter 2
Rating: PG-13. This story may end up going up to R, but I don't know. I made a slight mistake on the rating last time. It said G when it was meant to be PG. Please forgive me
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the situation. Don't sue. I have nothing.
Part 2 I don't want to be the oneThe battles always choose
Cos inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
~ Breaking the Habit, by Linkin Park
Tyson stared at Tala in shock. He couldn't believe the words that had just come out of Tala's mouth. He wouldn't believe them. Tyson only wanted to hear those words from one person and one person alone, and Tala was not him.
The two of them stood in silence for what seemed like an eternity, before one of them finally spoke.
"Why?" Tyson whispered, breaking his gaze from Tala's and looking down, ringing his hands. "Why would you do something like this?" In his mind, Tyson ran through all the possible explanations for Tala's behaviour, ranging from his confession being the truth – doubtful, but could someone really kiss like Tala had, without the feeling behind it being true? – to the whole thing being a joke played on him – but who would play that type of joke on him, and enlist Tala of all people to help?
"You want to know why?" Tala's voice broke him out of his revere. For some reason, the other blader's voice sounded strained. Tyson looked up and saw a mixture of pain and anger on Tala's face.
"Tala?" Tyson's voice was hesitant, unsure.
"Why can't you just accept what I have to offer, without questions?" Tala asked, looking Tyson in the face. "Why cant you just trust that my feelings for you are real?"
Tyson swallowed, looking down. There were two reasons he couldn't accept, aside from the feelings he had for Kai. One, that he didn't, couldn't trust Tala. He had been betrayed before, by Kai, who had been a member of the same team as Tala, and he didn't want to go through the same feelings, the same emotions as before.
Two, he couldn't see any reason why Tala would love him, how he could love him. He'd tried his best to get Kai to love him and it had failed, so what else did he have to offer?
"I…I can't…" Tyson whispered. "I can't. I'm sorry."
Before Tala could say anything that might have stopped Tyson, the younger boy had turned with every intention to flee.
"Tyson!" Tala called as he watched the boy in question bolt from the park they were in. Seeing that Tyson wasn't going to respond or slow down, Tala snarled before giving chase.
Tyson ran, feeling his heart beat against his chest, and his leg muscles burn. He was tiring, but he was almost there. Almost safe. Just a little bit more.
He chanced a look behind him, and saw a sight that made him push his body a little bit harder.
Tala was catching up.
Tears Tyson didn't know he was shedding streamed down his cheeks. He felt ashamed of himself, ashamed for feeling the way he was feeling for Tala, for the way he was betraying Kai, and for the little bit in his heart that said yes, he did hate Rei, if only a little bit, for taking Kai away from him. But mostly, he felt ashamed for running away from Tala like a coward. He had never run from anything in his life, but this, this was different. This was something he just couldn't face.
"Tyson!" he heard Tala call from behind him, the other boy's voice sounding close behind him, "wait!"
Tyson didn't slow down, pushing his straining muscles to the limit. He couldn't work out why it was so hard for him to run. Shouldn't his muscles be producing extra acids to keep him going? Isn't that what he had learnt in gym class a couple of years ago?
Tala gripped Tyson's shoulder, pulling him around to face him. Tyson, spinning, clenched his fist, before aiming it at Tala's stomach.
Tala grabbed his hand only inches before it would have connected, looking at him and smirking. "Now that's not very nice," Tala said, then squeaked in surprise as Tyson heaved with his weight, forcing them both to the ground, Tyson on top. The shock of the fall had made Tala release Tyson's hand, and the younger boy tried to jump to his feet and make another break for freedom, but Tyson couldn't move. Tala had wrapped his free arm around Tyson's waist, with the other arm quickly following the same path. Quicker then Tyson realized, Tala had rolled them over, effectively trapping the younger boy beneath him, again.
"Doesn't this seem familiar?" Tala asked with a smirk, before leaning down and gently brushing his lips over Tyson's in a feather-soft kiss.
The feeling of Tala's lips moving so softly over his left Tyson with a strange feeling of hunger. It was also the way the lips were removed so quickly, too quickly.
With a sort of soft
animalistic growl, Tyson reached up and wrapped an arm around Tala's neck,
bringing him in for another kiss. Tala purred in delight as he felt Tyson's
tongue asking for entry into the cavern of his mouth, something he readily
granted. Tyson couldn't suppress a moan as Tala's tongue stroked his own and
the kissing became more heated and feverish, the two rolling over, moving from
the hard sidewalk to the softer grass that lay beside it.
Tala lifted his head, propping himself up on one elbow, then gazing down. Tyson
was flushed and panted, his eyes glazed over but wide, and he was staring at
Tala with something akin to shock.
"God, Tyson," Tala whispered, "why do you continue on torturing me like this?" he asked, placing another feather kiss on Tyson's already bruised lips. "I love you. It's stupid, and wrong, and unfair on you, but, God, I can't help it."
"Tala…" Tyson breathed, his voice raspy. "Please… make…. make me forget," he begged.
Tala looked at Tyson, before pulling away and standing up. "I'm not going to be a replacement for Kai, Tyson. No matter how much I want you, I don't want you to pretend to care. I deserve more."
Tyson looked away, feeling ashamed and guilty.
"Come on, Tyson. I'm still taking you home," Tala said, reaching out a hand, which Tyson took. The two walked back to the house the Bladebreakers were renting in silence.
Tala stopped underneath the tree Rei had found Tyson under earlier.
Tyson turned to him, a haunted look in his eyes. "I am sorry," he whispered apologetically.
Tala cupped his cheek. "So am I," he replied, just as softly. He gave Tyson one last, quick kiss, before releasing him. "Go. You don't want to worry Kai."
Tyson nodded, before running to the house, and quietly entering. He shot Tala one last look as he turned to close and lock the glass sliding door behind him before going to the room he shared with Max.
He didn't see Tala stand outside, watching the house in silence, for another three hours.
"Didn't you sleep well?" Max asked, concern evident in his eyes as Tyson came into the kitchen the next morning.
"Not really," Tyson yawned, his eyes lidded as he sat down next to his friend, and began to apply strawberry jam liberally to his toast.
"Nightmares?" the blonde asked sympathetically.
Tyson shook his head. "Not technically," he said, sighing. "I… I went out last night, after Kai told me to go to bed. I… Tala found me again. We… talked, and then he walked me back here," Tyson leaned closer to Max, who's eyes were wide in what looked like shock. "Please, you can't tell Kai, he'll - "
"Too late."
Tyson's head whipped round, his eyes widening as he took in the faces of Kai and Rei, who stood at the door. He gulped as he took in their expressions. Rei's was one of disappointment, worry and slight understanding – Rei knew Tyson's habit of doing what he was told not to do, if only to prove he could. But Kai's…
Kai's face held disappointment, it was true, but overlying that was an unmistakable mask of anger.
"I cant believe you would be so stupid, Tyson!" Kai said quietly. Tyson flinched like he had been physically hit, and he looked away, shame burning on his cheeks. "You purposely put yourself and the rest of us in danger, and for what?" Kai continued, his voice rising as he spoke, "A chance to talk to someone who will betray you at the first test?"
Tyson suddenly looked up at Kai, fire in his eyes, "Like you did?" he spat, watching as Kai tensed, and feeling a vicious sort of victory at the motion. "At least Tala told us his true motives right from the start."
With that last shot, Tyson stood and stormed out of the room, brushing past Kai on the way. He tried to pretend that the tingles he usually got from contact with the crimson-eyed boy were still there, but all he felt was a slight disappointment.
Kai stormed into the Abbey, furious. He stalked through the maze-like tunnels intent on reaching Tala's room quickly, and giving the red haired beyblader a piece of his mind.
"Tala!" Kai began as he opened the heavy door, "What the hell do you thi-" he cut off in shock as he noticed that the one he was speaking to was, in fact, not there.
Tala sighed as he made his way back to his room. First, he would shower, and get rid of the sweat that caked his body, and then try and get some sleep before going out again to see Tyson. Boris had not been happy with his adventure last night, especially the time he spent just watching Tyson's temporary home.
Tala had been confused about exactly how Boris knew what he had done, before he realized that the flash of silver he had seen shining through the trees as he watched had not been the moonlight, but Bryan, spying on him for Boris.
When he returned to the Abbey, Boris had been waiting for him. The sadistic man decided his failure in sleeping with Tyson, and therefore gaining not only his trust, but also a part of his bond with Dragoon, was unacceptable.
Tala thought the plan was stupid, and had told Boris so, but then Boris explained.
According to Voltaire, there was a bond that was just as powerful as the bond between bit beasts and the Virgin bond, as it was called, could never be broken, and it was created with the giving of one's virginity.
Bryan had watched him all night, and had heard Tyson beg him, and then his refusal. And like a good little Demolition Boy, Bryan had told Boris what he had done, or more to the point, what he hadn't done.
It had taken a lot of quick thinking on Tala's part to convince Boris that what he had done was in fact the right thing. He wasn't sure that Boris believed him completely, but the man had left him alone about it. Brian, Tala knew, didn't believe a word he had said.
Tala frowned, remembering the conversation he and Bryan had had earlier that morning.
*~*~* Flashback*~*~*
Tala hated the monotonous launching that was one of Boris' favourite punishments. Attach, release, collect. Repeat. That's all it was. For over five hours. There was no goal, no purpose in this type of training, and that's why it was used as a punishment. And for Boris, it had to be perfect every time.
"It's your own fault, you know," Bryan announced. The silver haired Demolition Boy stood to the side, watching and monitoring his progress. Tala chose not to reply, and Bryan shrugged, and then continued talking anyway.
"If you had just done what had been needed, you would have missed out on all this fun training," there was a faint hint of a smirk playing about the boy's lips. "But, I do wonder, why?"
"Let it rip!" Tala launched into the dish, watching the beyblade teeter slightly before it straightened up. Sighing, he recalled Wolberg back to his hand, before turning to face Bryan. "Why what?"
"What do you think? Why didn't you just screw him and get it over with? You had the perfect opportunity. The brat wanted it, hell, he was begging for it," Bryan snorted, his eyes showing clearly what he thought about Tyson.
Tala turned back to the dish. "He didn't want it, Bryan. He wanted to forget the feelings he had for… someone and that was the only way he could think to do it. He didn't want me, and the bond won't be created unless it's me he wants," Tala launched again, leaving Bryan to contemplate. He wasn't going to betray Tyson's feelings about Kai to anyone, not even Bryan.
"Bullshit," the light haired boy said after a minute. Tala, who had been about to launch, jerked, sending his aim off, and the blade crashed into the side of the dish, before coming to a halt.
"Pardon?"
"Bullshit. You know that the bond is made with the actual act of taking his virginity. It doesn't matter whether he wants it or not, the bond will be created either way."
"It wont be strong enough to override his control of Dragoon if I force him. You know that," he explained patiently.
"You're not… developing feelings for him, are you?" Bryan's eyes narrowed as he looked at his team captain.
Tala looked at him like he was crazy. "Why would I do something like that? Unlike normal people, I can control my emotions," he scoffed, before launching yet again.
Bryan looked like he wanted to argue, but at that moment, Boris walked in.
"Has he learnt his lesson, Bryan, or does he need more training?"
Bryan shot a smirk at Tala, before turning to Boris. "Sir, I believe he has learnt his lesson this time. May I suggest that if the situation should arise again in the future, that his punishment be left to me?" he suggested.
Boris stroked his beard. "Yes, I believe that will be fine. Hopefully, there will be no need for your services, Bryan. You are dismissed Tala."
"Sir," Tala recalled his blade, saluted and left the training room, glad to have been released.
*~*~* End Flashback *~*~*
The conversation with Bryan would plague his thoughts for the rest of the day. He knew he had told Bryan he didn't have feelings for Tyson, but then why did he get angry when he saw Tyson in tears over Kai and Rei?
When he got to his room, Tala noticed something was wrong. His door was open.
Stealthily, to not surprise the intruder if he or she was still inside, Tala entered his room.
He couldn't see anyone inside, but that didn't mean anything. Readying his blade, he reached out an arm to pull open the doors to his wardrobe, just as they were pushed open from the inside.
Ice blue eyes meet cold crimson. "Kai!"
The boy in question smirked, stepping out of the wardrobe and crossing his arms across his chest in his usual pose. "Took you long enough to get here."
"What are you doing here, Kai?"
Kai frowned, completely serious. "We need to talk."
"If you're here to talk about Tyson, don't bother. Nothing we do concerns you," Tala said tiredly. Why couldn't Kai just piss off and leave him alone.
"Fine. It doesn't matter anyway. The nothing that you do will be exactly that. Nothing."
Tala frowned. "What do you mean?"
Kai smirked. "He'll be out
of your reach, Tala," seeing Tala's confused expression, Kai elaborated. "The
Bladebreakers are leaving Russia. Today."
Tala growled at Kai's smug tone of voice.
"That was all I wanted to say, so, if you don't mind, I'll be taking my leave now," Kai turned to leave, but Tala stopped him.
"You haven't noticed, have you?" the redhead asked.
Kai froze. "Noticed what?" he returned, turning to look at Tala.
"Tyson. Haven't you noticed? He's changed, hasn't he?"
"I…I don't know what you mean," Kai lied. Tala scoffed. Of course Kai would have noticed the way Tyson had been acting since Kai and Rei had announced their relationship. It wasn't hard to notice how everything the boy did and said was done with fake enthusiasm.
"Liar," Tala stated calmly. "I've seen you notice it. You and your little boyfriend," Tala smiled coldly, changing the subject, "You do realize if you take Tyson from me, I'll follow you. I'll take him back. He's mine," he said with such assurance that Kai was astounded.
Tala gave Kai a quick look over, as if assessing him, before nodding, and holding his door open.
Kai frowned. It was a clear dismissal, and both boys knew it.
"If you hurt him, in any way, I'll kill you," Kai said, stopping at the door.
Tala smirked. "I would give you the same warning, but it's too late for that. Be thankful that I know how much Tyson values his friends."
Kai left, puzzling over Tala's last words. Maybe Rei would know what they meant, he thought, brightening slightly at the thought of his boyfriend.