Emptiness
By: Black Dranzer
".." speaking and thinking
/../ Russian translations
---------- Scene Change
--flashback sequences--
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade. I only own any of the characters that you haven't seen in the original Beyblade series.
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In the last chapter of Emptiness:
(("A ball?" Tyson asked, "Why would Jackie want a rubber ball for her birthday?"
Oliver sighed before explaining, "No Tyson, a ball as in a prom."))
(("Johnny, let's go and make a guest list, I'm sure that Jackie will want to have some of her friends to come."
"Sure, why not," Johnny agreed and the Majestics left the lounge to find Jackie.))
(("Don't act so tough," he thought to her, not expecting Kazuki's receiver to be on.
But Kazuki stopped and she slowly turned around. No sound escaped her mouth as she looked at Tala.
Tala couldn't help but look back as he held the girl's brown eyes with his own. He was astonished to see that her brown eyes were filled with so many different feelings. Sadness. Hate. Fear. Anger. Loneliness. But beneath all of these, there was a black hole that seemed larger than all of the others combined. There was no feeling from it, only emptiness.))
(("Kuso," he muttered, as the scarf started to rip. It was his most prized possession next to Dranzer. Looking up, he saw the last crate make its way towards him.
"If I just rip it," Kai thought, "then I could get away," But he forbade himself to move.))
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Chapter Seventeen: Pain
Electric blue eyes slowly opened. Tala blocked the sunlight with his hands as it shone in his eyes.
"Where?" he started but stopped when he noticed a strand of black hair on his shoulder. Following the black lock of hair, his eyes settled on a peacefully sleeping Kazuki with her head on his chest. Noticing that there were a few wild strands of hair in Kazuki's face, Tala brushed them aside.
Kazuki stirred and slowly opened her sleepy eyes. Her first notion was to check the time on her clock but, as she noticed that she wasn't in her room, she looked around her. The first thing she saw was a hand brushing against her hair. Following the pale hand, her eyes slowly stopped at Tala's face.
She pulled back instantly and stood up quickly, not knowing what to say.
"Dobraye ootro. /Good morning./" Tala said in Russian with a sideways smile.
"Dobraye ootro. /Good morning./" Kazuki replied in the same language and trying to keep her voice flat as she got up to stretch. Boris was Russian and she was born in Balkov Abbey, so naturally, Kazuki knows this language. But, even though she was born and raised in Russia, her mother's Japanese traditions still remained clear in Kazuki's mind.
The two were hushed for a few minutes just looking at each other. Kazuki was the first to break eye contact.
Tala looked away too and finally said, "Do svidaniya, /See you,/"
"Dah, /Yes./" Kazuki agreed shortly and sat down on the rock.
The red-haired boy looked at his companion for a brief moment before heading towards the building.
When Tala had gone, Kazuki silently hugged herself and closed her eyes, remembering Tala's hand against her hair, but only lasted a fleeting second like the touch of a butterfly's wings.
A shadow suddenly loomed up behind her.
"Kazuki," it said in a low voice.
Kazuki's blood froze. That voice, the one from her nightmares.
Turning around, she came face to face with none other than her father.
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CRASH! BOOM!
Kai heard the sound of the crates crashing and saw their descent onto the floor, but surprisingly never felt them touch him.
"What the?" Kai asked as he stood up straight and looked at the mess of splintered wood around him.
"You're lucky I was passing by," a voice came from behind him.
Kai turned around to see his rival, Changer, catching her Beyblade that had, just recently, shattered the crates.
"Great," Kai replied with sarcasm as he returned to removing the pipe from his scarf.
"Why don't you just take that thing off?" Changer asked after watching Kai struggle with the pipe for a few minutes.
"None of your business," was Kai's reply. Typical.
"Here," Changer said tossing him a pocketknife from a strap around her waist.
Kai scowled at the fact that he was being offered help by a girl but caught the tool with his free hand.
Kai cut the edges of his scarf with caution, carefully trying to keep the scarf from getting loose seems.
When he was done, his scarf's length had been greatly reduced; it was now only hanging about half a meter off of Kai's shoulder while the rest of it was being held carefully in his hand.
"No offense or anything," Changer started but was interrupted with Kai's snort. She ignored him and continued, "That scarf doesn't look so good on you when it's short."
"I don't need any fashion advice from you," Kai replied as he started to walk away.
"I just saved your head from being split by crates, can't you at least show some gratitude?" Changer said with impatience and watched as Kai bent down to pick up his own Beyblade.
"I didn't ask you to do it," Kai replied skeptically, inspecting Dranzer.
Changer frowned at Kai's insolence and flipped to stand in his way. She had intended to shout at him for being rude, but looking at the worried expression on Kai's face as the boy inspected his scarf she sighed and said, "Here, I'll fix that for you,"
The boy looked up surprised, "You? I never knew someone as potent as you would know how to sew,"
Ignoring the impoliteness, Changer snatched the torn half of the scarf from Kai and took out a sewing kit from the bag she had around her waist pouch.
Knowing that Kai wouldn't take the scarf off, she just sat on a crate behind him and started to sew the two pieces together with Kai still wearing the other half.
Kai wanted to pull away, but Changer held the fabric firmly and he didn't want to damage it.
"I'm just trying to fix it you fool, just stay still before I change my mind and stab you with my needle," Changer hissed.
Kai crossed his arms and sat quietly on the crate. Not because he was afraid that Changer would stab him, but that he was thinking of Changer's earlier question. The question posed at his reluctance to take off the scarf. The question he himself didn't want to answer. The memory was like Changer's needle, every stitch seem to pierce his heart. But he ignored its puncturing presence as he recollected what had happened many years earlier. His meeting with Anna those long winters ago that had imprinted itself like a diamond into his memory, filled with beauty, yet painful.
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Kazuki knelt down in the snow in front of her visitor. Her blood had somehow started to circulate again.
"I see you haven't forgotten your manners," the man said and stepped closer to Kazuki, who had her eyes on the ground.
"I was taught not to forget them, Father," Kazuki said still staring at the snow covered ground, not daring nor wanting to look at Boris' hard eyes.
"Good," Boris said in his smooth voice. Kazuki could feel his cold stare on her.
"What is it that you wish for me to do for you?" Kazuki asked when the silence dragged out. Looking up was out of the question.
"I am just here to tell you that your dormitory has been moved to Building A with the rest of the Demolition Boys." Boris said.
"Thank you," Kazuki said shortly, hoping that that was all Boris had to say.
"But," Boris said with a harder voice, almost making Kazuki flinch, "I have found an interesting e-mail that was sent to the Bladebreakers through one of our abbey computers, or should I say laptop," The glint in Boris' eyes were none less than pitiless anger.
Kazuki's insides were squirming uncomfortably. She knew it was forbidden to send messages to the outside from the abbey unless it was an emergency. Boris wanted to keep the abbey as less known as possible so that no one gets suspicious of its secretive ways. But Kazuki noticed bitterly that none of the knife or the blood was mentioned.
"Sound familiar?" Boris asked as he bent down and lifted Kazuki's chin.
The girl tensed at Boris' touch, "I," she started but couldn't continue; she didn't know what to say.
Boris smiled evilly and clapped his hands.
At once, an abbey worker came out from behind Boris. In his hand, there was a small device.
The small piece of metal was handed to Boris and the man backed away.
Holding the mechanism in front of Kazuki's face, Boris explained, "You may have noticed by now that you are immune to most physical pain." Kazuki nodded absently. Boris smiled maliciously and shook his head a bit, "But I have a backup system that can infiltrate that safeguard."
To demonstrate, Boris pressed a red button on the thing he was holding. Kazuki braced herself for immediate pain, but was surprised that only a small vibration started inside of her. But slowly, like an electrical ripple, the vibration continued to grow and grow until she felt her body shake to the pulse. Her whole body was filled with a hurting that seemed to have no source, like a thousand of invisible needles raining down upon her. She refused however to cry out in pain. It was not permitted for her to show weakness in front of her father. She just braced herself and continued to kneel on the ground with her shaking body.
Boris was not amused, he knew that his daughter was able to stand up to the device now, but when he turns the volume of the power up..then she'll feel real pain. He lifted his finger off of the remote and watched as Kazuki slowly stopped shaking. Turning around, Boris said back to his daughter, "Let this be a warning Kazuki, next time, I won't be so lenient,"
Kazuki managed a weak nod.
Smiling unpleasantly, Boris left the girl still kneeling.
Making sure that Boris was out of sight, Kazuki let herself fall to the ground. Her strength had been completely sucked from her and if Boris had kept that punishment up any longer, she would have collapsed right on the spot. Kazuki didn't want to think of the results if that happened.
Letting herself relax, Kazuki lied on the ground and drifted into a long slumber.
--To be continued
By: Black Dranzer
".." speaking and thinking
/../ Russian translations
---------- Scene Change
--flashback sequences--
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade. I only own any of the characters that you haven't seen in the original Beyblade series.
----------
In the last chapter of Emptiness:
(("A ball?" Tyson asked, "Why would Jackie want a rubber ball for her birthday?"
Oliver sighed before explaining, "No Tyson, a ball as in a prom."))
(("Johnny, let's go and make a guest list, I'm sure that Jackie will want to have some of her friends to come."
"Sure, why not," Johnny agreed and the Majestics left the lounge to find Jackie.))
(("Don't act so tough," he thought to her, not expecting Kazuki's receiver to be on.
But Kazuki stopped and she slowly turned around. No sound escaped her mouth as she looked at Tala.
Tala couldn't help but look back as he held the girl's brown eyes with his own. He was astonished to see that her brown eyes were filled with so many different feelings. Sadness. Hate. Fear. Anger. Loneliness. But beneath all of these, there was a black hole that seemed larger than all of the others combined. There was no feeling from it, only emptiness.))
(("Kuso," he muttered, as the scarf started to rip. It was his most prized possession next to Dranzer. Looking up, he saw the last crate make its way towards him.
"If I just rip it," Kai thought, "then I could get away," But he forbade himself to move.))
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Chapter Seventeen: Pain
Electric blue eyes slowly opened. Tala blocked the sunlight with his hands as it shone in his eyes.
"Where?" he started but stopped when he noticed a strand of black hair on his shoulder. Following the black lock of hair, his eyes settled on a peacefully sleeping Kazuki with her head on his chest. Noticing that there were a few wild strands of hair in Kazuki's face, Tala brushed them aside.
Kazuki stirred and slowly opened her sleepy eyes. Her first notion was to check the time on her clock but, as she noticed that she wasn't in her room, she looked around her. The first thing she saw was a hand brushing against her hair. Following the pale hand, her eyes slowly stopped at Tala's face.
She pulled back instantly and stood up quickly, not knowing what to say.
"Dobraye ootro. /Good morning./" Tala said in Russian with a sideways smile.
"Dobraye ootro. /Good morning./" Kazuki replied in the same language and trying to keep her voice flat as she got up to stretch. Boris was Russian and she was born in Balkov Abbey, so naturally, Kazuki knows this language. But, even though she was born and raised in Russia, her mother's Japanese traditions still remained clear in Kazuki's mind.
The two were hushed for a few minutes just looking at each other. Kazuki was the first to break eye contact.
Tala looked away too and finally said, "Do svidaniya, /See you,/"
"Dah, /Yes./" Kazuki agreed shortly and sat down on the rock.
The red-haired boy looked at his companion for a brief moment before heading towards the building.
When Tala had gone, Kazuki silently hugged herself and closed her eyes, remembering Tala's hand against her hair, but only lasted a fleeting second like the touch of a butterfly's wings.
A shadow suddenly loomed up behind her.
"Kazuki," it said in a low voice.
Kazuki's blood froze. That voice, the one from her nightmares.
Turning around, she came face to face with none other than her father.
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CRASH! BOOM!
Kai heard the sound of the crates crashing and saw their descent onto the floor, but surprisingly never felt them touch him.
"What the?" Kai asked as he stood up straight and looked at the mess of splintered wood around him.
"You're lucky I was passing by," a voice came from behind him.
Kai turned around to see his rival, Changer, catching her Beyblade that had, just recently, shattered the crates.
"Great," Kai replied with sarcasm as he returned to removing the pipe from his scarf.
"Why don't you just take that thing off?" Changer asked after watching Kai struggle with the pipe for a few minutes.
"None of your business," was Kai's reply. Typical.
"Here," Changer said tossing him a pocketknife from a strap around her waist.
Kai scowled at the fact that he was being offered help by a girl but caught the tool with his free hand.
Kai cut the edges of his scarf with caution, carefully trying to keep the scarf from getting loose seems.
When he was done, his scarf's length had been greatly reduced; it was now only hanging about half a meter off of Kai's shoulder while the rest of it was being held carefully in his hand.
"No offense or anything," Changer started but was interrupted with Kai's snort. She ignored him and continued, "That scarf doesn't look so good on you when it's short."
"I don't need any fashion advice from you," Kai replied as he started to walk away.
"I just saved your head from being split by crates, can't you at least show some gratitude?" Changer said with impatience and watched as Kai bent down to pick up his own Beyblade.
"I didn't ask you to do it," Kai replied skeptically, inspecting Dranzer.
Changer frowned at Kai's insolence and flipped to stand in his way. She had intended to shout at him for being rude, but looking at the worried expression on Kai's face as the boy inspected his scarf she sighed and said, "Here, I'll fix that for you,"
The boy looked up surprised, "You? I never knew someone as potent as you would know how to sew,"
Ignoring the impoliteness, Changer snatched the torn half of the scarf from Kai and took out a sewing kit from the bag she had around her waist pouch.
Knowing that Kai wouldn't take the scarf off, she just sat on a crate behind him and started to sew the two pieces together with Kai still wearing the other half.
Kai wanted to pull away, but Changer held the fabric firmly and he didn't want to damage it.
"I'm just trying to fix it you fool, just stay still before I change my mind and stab you with my needle," Changer hissed.
Kai crossed his arms and sat quietly on the crate. Not because he was afraid that Changer would stab him, but that he was thinking of Changer's earlier question. The question posed at his reluctance to take off the scarf. The question he himself didn't want to answer. The memory was like Changer's needle, every stitch seem to pierce his heart. But he ignored its puncturing presence as he recollected what had happened many years earlier. His meeting with Anna those long winters ago that had imprinted itself like a diamond into his memory, filled with beauty, yet painful.
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Kazuki knelt down in the snow in front of her visitor. Her blood had somehow started to circulate again.
"I see you haven't forgotten your manners," the man said and stepped closer to Kazuki, who had her eyes on the ground.
"I was taught not to forget them, Father," Kazuki said still staring at the snow covered ground, not daring nor wanting to look at Boris' hard eyes.
"Good," Boris said in his smooth voice. Kazuki could feel his cold stare on her.
"What is it that you wish for me to do for you?" Kazuki asked when the silence dragged out. Looking up was out of the question.
"I am just here to tell you that your dormitory has been moved to Building A with the rest of the Demolition Boys." Boris said.
"Thank you," Kazuki said shortly, hoping that that was all Boris had to say.
"But," Boris said with a harder voice, almost making Kazuki flinch, "I have found an interesting e-mail that was sent to the Bladebreakers through one of our abbey computers, or should I say laptop," The glint in Boris' eyes were none less than pitiless anger.
Kazuki's insides were squirming uncomfortably. She knew it was forbidden to send messages to the outside from the abbey unless it was an emergency. Boris wanted to keep the abbey as less known as possible so that no one gets suspicious of its secretive ways. But Kazuki noticed bitterly that none of the knife or the blood was mentioned.
"Sound familiar?" Boris asked as he bent down and lifted Kazuki's chin.
The girl tensed at Boris' touch, "I," she started but couldn't continue; she didn't know what to say.
Boris smiled evilly and clapped his hands.
At once, an abbey worker came out from behind Boris. In his hand, there was a small device.
The small piece of metal was handed to Boris and the man backed away.
Holding the mechanism in front of Kazuki's face, Boris explained, "You may have noticed by now that you are immune to most physical pain." Kazuki nodded absently. Boris smiled maliciously and shook his head a bit, "But I have a backup system that can infiltrate that safeguard."
To demonstrate, Boris pressed a red button on the thing he was holding. Kazuki braced herself for immediate pain, but was surprised that only a small vibration started inside of her. But slowly, like an electrical ripple, the vibration continued to grow and grow until she felt her body shake to the pulse. Her whole body was filled with a hurting that seemed to have no source, like a thousand of invisible needles raining down upon her. She refused however to cry out in pain. It was not permitted for her to show weakness in front of her father. She just braced herself and continued to kneel on the ground with her shaking body.
Boris was not amused, he knew that his daughter was able to stand up to the device now, but when he turns the volume of the power up..then she'll feel real pain. He lifted his finger off of the remote and watched as Kazuki slowly stopped shaking. Turning around, Boris said back to his daughter, "Let this be a warning Kazuki, next time, I won't be so lenient,"
Kazuki managed a weak nod.
Smiling unpleasantly, Boris left the girl still kneeling.
Making sure that Boris was out of sight, Kazuki let herself fall to the ground. Her strength had been completely sucked from her and if Boris had kept that punishment up any longer, she would have collapsed right on the spot. Kazuki didn't want to think of the results if that happened.
Letting herself relax, Kazuki lied on the ground and drifted into a long slumber.
--To be continued