So Kai is more like himself now huh? Okay, that's good. I
didn't ever really intend on throwing the story out the window. I was just
experiencing Author's Frustration. It's a weird phase. Anyway, thanks for
all the great support I got! You guys are the best!!! I know I was a bit
late but I had this damn big project for those few weeks. On with the
story!!!
Liya had left the little room after putting the messy piles of comic books and other pictures in their proper place. On the way to her room, her stomach grumbled in hunger. She glanced at the clock that hung above her bed. "12:00" she said out loud and her stomach grumbled yet again. She chuckled and went downstairs in a hurry. As she left the stairs, she smacked straight into someone. It was the same man that she had seen before. Only this time, he was even sourer than ever.
"Stay away from my grandson. Don't you dare even get close to him. He will never fall for your seducing tricks and never will." He barked out. Liya was taken aback. Why the hell would he think like that? What was his problem? Liya thought. Annoyed she replied back, "The only reason I'm here is because your own grandson asked me to be with his team. We made a special deal and don't fret it doesn't involve neither me nor him going to bed together, so stop your worrying."
"Just like you made a deal with Giovanni in exchange for the life of your own mother?" he spat out. The sharp words stung Liya excruciatingly. So he was the one who told Kai everything. No wonder. "What happened to me or what I did in my life is none of your business. Choose what you believe is to be true. I have my own reasons." With that, Liya headed upstairs to her room again, slamming the door. And never hearing those last words he whispered, "You'll pay."
Kai was in his private beyblade stadium. It was sort of like the Bladebreakers practice room. When his grandpa and he had moved in, the room was a nursery room, full of toys and memories of laughter. They had renovated it into a totally different place, but the laughter had somehow always lingered there. Something Kai was never able to experience in this house before.
The teenage boy took out his beyblade. His light blue spiky hair drifted down, covering his face as he looked at his beyblade with his bit- beast Dranzer's presence glowing. He gave a smug smile. Then, he prepared to launch and, "LET IT RIP" he let the spinning top with the phoenix bit- beast spun round and round rapidly. Then Kai shot another practice beyblade, one without any bit-beast inside, for it to fall prey into the hands (in this case there are none) of his almost-unstoppable beyblade. The two things circled each other like two wrestlers in a ring. Then all of a sudden, Dranzer lashed out at the other beyblade, almost knocking it out of balance then returning back into it's normal state, circling around each other.
For the finale, Kai called out, "DRANZER! FIRE SPIN DIVE!" The beast emerged and dove straight onto the other beyblade. The collision caused a bit o smoke to creep out and then as it cleared, the victor stood spinning around the befallen beyblade. Kai let the beyblade slow down then tip over to its side. A sign of the end of its battle glory.
Kai picked the beyblade off the ring, mumbled something and turned towards the door. There stood his grandpa in more fury than ever. He was mad at Kai obviously, and there is a fat chance of it being because of the girl. "That O'Mallory whore said you asked her to live with us for awhile. Is it true?" Kai's temper raised to a boiling point when the old man had referred Liya as the "O'Mallory whore" but he bit his tongue. Instead he replied in his most calmest and coldest voice, "Yes, I did. Is there any problems?"
Kai's grandpa puffed in red anger and fired back, "Any Problems? There will be millions of problems if that-that-the heathen stays under my roof!"
"Hey! This is my house too you know! My parents had to loan you money so you could afford this place!" (Not sure if his parents are dead or alive)
Kai's grandpa sighed. An old wrinkly hand massaged the age-old forehead as if to signify his tiredness. A bit of guilt crept up to Kai and his conscience. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. He thought. All of a sudden, a vague image of Liya's wide slanted violet eyes appeared. Eyes that have been clothed with spunk and mischief once but had been stripped until all the fear and pain can be seen naked. She couldn't have lied. Grandpa had no right to call her a whore. Kai's grandpa just snuffed and left the room unable to say anything else.
Kai let out a big breath, letting all his problems flow out at the same time. When he turned to look towards the window, a girl hid behind the curtains looking guilty as hell. "Liya, what are you doing here? You-"
"I heard everything." She began in a small sort of scared voice then it grew with more confidence. "Why don't you just let me go? Why do you have to face your grandpa's bickering? What the hell do I mean to you?" Liya ended with a cry in fury.
An eerie silence conquered the room. Her last words kept echoing through Kai's ears. "She's right. What does she mean to me? She has nothing I want. I'm sure she can't beat the others or I in a beyblade match. She has nothing that I can gain from. Then why this need to protect? Damn her eyes." Kai's mind raced through such thoughts before he could answer.
"Have you ever asked Mrs. Beckham how my grandpa and I get along. We absolutely-no! We have a number of disagreements with each other 24 hours a day 7 days a week. It's now become a battle to make one another fall into bending to do the others will. No one has won yet, yet we use things, anything, money, business, and reputations and yes, even people to get what we want. Do you get the picture?"
Oh yes, Liya got the picture all right, a sweet Kodak moment where she was clobbering Kai right there with her own two fists. Making him hurt as much as she was hurting now. Damn him to hell.
"So you're using me?" she droned out. "Yeah, you're my only hope to get the better of that guy. You are a big threat to everything that he owns. This house, the business, his reputation and even me are just a thread away from being lost. He'll have a miserable time all right." Kai revealed everything and found he was feeling more heartless at the same time.
Liya looked at him. Wide round violet globes of glass and dew searched the hard quivering amber of Kai's. After a small moment, she tsked. "You are the first person I have pitied since myself. True you will win bringing your own grandpa down, but have you ever thought about what will happen to you?"
Kai narrowed his eyes and searched her eyes to know what she was trying to pick at. She continued on, "Kai, maybe you haven't lived with your parents long enough to find out how precious a family can be. You have a grandfather who wants what is best for you. Yes, I would be threat to him, but maybe also you. I tell you after you use me in such ways your grandpa would be miserable but you would be eaten away by guilt and regret every passing day of your life. I promise you that will happen." With that Liya walked stiffly out of the room. After the slender body had disappeared, Kai sighed and leaned against the Beyblade Ring. What a day he was having.
Liya stormed into her room. "Who the hell does he think he is using me like a tool." She took off the slippers she was wearing and put on her running shoes. She glanced at the small mirror, seeing that her elbow length hair was open. She furiously tied back the hair in a bun, took off her nightshirt that Mrs. Beckham had bought for her the night of her sickness. She quickly put on her maroon shirt and looked at the mirror. The khakis at least showed some fashion for a guy there but the shirt that hugged her body had given off her actual gender.
"Damn. I need a coat." Liya remembered that a bunch of coats her hung around the foyer. She took one last look at the mirror, convinced that a big coat would cover all afterwards and left the room grumbling.
Liya ran out of the room and ran down the stairs. Charging through the hallways, she met up with the butler. "Is there a problem madam?" "Yeah, I need some fresh air. I'm goin' out for a awhile." Liya ran before the butler could say anymore. The man just raised an eyebrow and went about dusting the priceless antiques. Liya looked back at the busy butler, grabbed a coat and went outside.
Liya rushed outside. The gates were locked so she had to climb over. "Good thing Dante taught me how to climb." She mumbled as she clamored over. Once there she literally fast walked out off the area.
Liya finally reached the main street. Shops were lined up on either side of the road. People were laughing going in and out the buildings. The Hobby Shop was just nearby. "Max might be there and he might see me. Best get out of here and into that park." She thought. She passed by some more people and walked out of the busy street and into the park.
Meanwhile, Max had brought some things outside the Hobby Shop. It was the busiest day of the week. He had been wondering about their new member a lot. She seemed familiar. She looked like someone he had known a few years ago but he couldn't put his finger on who it was. He wiped off the sweat and looked out at the packed street. He scanned the area and suddenly spotted someone. If it weren't for the loose black hair whooshing behind her, he would never known who it was under the large red blazer jacket. He wondered why was she running away? He decided to go after her. "Dad I'll be back. It's an emergency." Max took off before any protests from his father.
Liya finally reached the parked. She panted with tiredness. She sat down on a park bench. Liya hoped that no one had followed her there. Suddenly out of nowhere, a voice hissed something in her ear, "Well, Well.isn't this a big surprise. It's Rocky Skye. Dynoshadows' ex-member, found at last." Liya whipped around. Her violet eyes widened with fear.
Liya had left the little room after putting the messy piles of comic books and other pictures in their proper place. On the way to her room, her stomach grumbled in hunger. She glanced at the clock that hung above her bed. "12:00" she said out loud and her stomach grumbled yet again. She chuckled and went downstairs in a hurry. As she left the stairs, she smacked straight into someone. It was the same man that she had seen before. Only this time, he was even sourer than ever.
"Stay away from my grandson. Don't you dare even get close to him. He will never fall for your seducing tricks and never will." He barked out. Liya was taken aback. Why the hell would he think like that? What was his problem? Liya thought. Annoyed she replied back, "The only reason I'm here is because your own grandson asked me to be with his team. We made a special deal and don't fret it doesn't involve neither me nor him going to bed together, so stop your worrying."
"Just like you made a deal with Giovanni in exchange for the life of your own mother?" he spat out. The sharp words stung Liya excruciatingly. So he was the one who told Kai everything. No wonder. "What happened to me or what I did in my life is none of your business. Choose what you believe is to be true. I have my own reasons." With that, Liya headed upstairs to her room again, slamming the door. And never hearing those last words he whispered, "You'll pay."
Kai was in his private beyblade stadium. It was sort of like the Bladebreakers practice room. When his grandpa and he had moved in, the room was a nursery room, full of toys and memories of laughter. They had renovated it into a totally different place, but the laughter had somehow always lingered there. Something Kai was never able to experience in this house before.
The teenage boy took out his beyblade. His light blue spiky hair drifted down, covering his face as he looked at his beyblade with his bit- beast Dranzer's presence glowing. He gave a smug smile. Then, he prepared to launch and, "LET IT RIP" he let the spinning top with the phoenix bit- beast spun round and round rapidly. Then Kai shot another practice beyblade, one without any bit-beast inside, for it to fall prey into the hands (in this case there are none) of his almost-unstoppable beyblade. The two things circled each other like two wrestlers in a ring. Then all of a sudden, Dranzer lashed out at the other beyblade, almost knocking it out of balance then returning back into it's normal state, circling around each other.
For the finale, Kai called out, "DRANZER! FIRE SPIN DIVE!" The beast emerged and dove straight onto the other beyblade. The collision caused a bit o smoke to creep out and then as it cleared, the victor stood spinning around the befallen beyblade. Kai let the beyblade slow down then tip over to its side. A sign of the end of its battle glory.
Kai picked the beyblade off the ring, mumbled something and turned towards the door. There stood his grandpa in more fury than ever. He was mad at Kai obviously, and there is a fat chance of it being because of the girl. "That O'Mallory whore said you asked her to live with us for awhile. Is it true?" Kai's temper raised to a boiling point when the old man had referred Liya as the "O'Mallory whore" but he bit his tongue. Instead he replied in his most calmest and coldest voice, "Yes, I did. Is there any problems?"
Kai's grandpa puffed in red anger and fired back, "Any Problems? There will be millions of problems if that-that-the heathen stays under my roof!"
"Hey! This is my house too you know! My parents had to loan you money so you could afford this place!" (Not sure if his parents are dead or alive)
Kai's grandpa sighed. An old wrinkly hand massaged the age-old forehead as if to signify his tiredness. A bit of guilt crept up to Kai and his conscience. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. He thought. All of a sudden, a vague image of Liya's wide slanted violet eyes appeared. Eyes that have been clothed with spunk and mischief once but had been stripped until all the fear and pain can be seen naked. She couldn't have lied. Grandpa had no right to call her a whore. Kai's grandpa just snuffed and left the room unable to say anything else.
Kai let out a big breath, letting all his problems flow out at the same time. When he turned to look towards the window, a girl hid behind the curtains looking guilty as hell. "Liya, what are you doing here? You-"
"I heard everything." She began in a small sort of scared voice then it grew with more confidence. "Why don't you just let me go? Why do you have to face your grandpa's bickering? What the hell do I mean to you?" Liya ended with a cry in fury.
An eerie silence conquered the room. Her last words kept echoing through Kai's ears. "She's right. What does she mean to me? She has nothing I want. I'm sure she can't beat the others or I in a beyblade match. She has nothing that I can gain from. Then why this need to protect? Damn her eyes." Kai's mind raced through such thoughts before he could answer.
"Have you ever asked Mrs. Beckham how my grandpa and I get along. We absolutely-no! We have a number of disagreements with each other 24 hours a day 7 days a week. It's now become a battle to make one another fall into bending to do the others will. No one has won yet, yet we use things, anything, money, business, and reputations and yes, even people to get what we want. Do you get the picture?"
Oh yes, Liya got the picture all right, a sweet Kodak moment where she was clobbering Kai right there with her own two fists. Making him hurt as much as she was hurting now. Damn him to hell.
"So you're using me?" she droned out. "Yeah, you're my only hope to get the better of that guy. You are a big threat to everything that he owns. This house, the business, his reputation and even me are just a thread away from being lost. He'll have a miserable time all right." Kai revealed everything and found he was feeling more heartless at the same time.
Liya looked at him. Wide round violet globes of glass and dew searched the hard quivering amber of Kai's. After a small moment, she tsked. "You are the first person I have pitied since myself. True you will win bringing your own grandpa down, but have you ever thought about what will happen to you?"
Kai narrowed his eyes and searched her eyes to know what she was trying to pick at. She continued on, "Kai, maybe you haven't lived with your parents long enough to find out how precious a family can be. You have a grandfather who wants what is best for you. Yes, I would be threat to him, but maybe also you. I tell you after you use me in such ways your grandpa would be miserable but you would be eaten away by guilt and regret every passing day of your life. I promise you that will happen." With that Liya walked stiffly out of the room. After the slender body had disappeared, Kai sighed and leaned against the Beyblade Ring. What a day he was having.
Liya stormed into her room. "Who the hell does he think he is using me like a tool." She took off the slippers she was wearing and put on her running shoes. She glanced at the small mirror, seeing that her elbow length hair was open. She furiously tied back the hair in a bun, took off her nightshirt that Mrs. Beckham had bought for her the night of her sickness. She quickly put on her maroon shirt and looked at the mirror. The khakis at least showed some fashion for a guy there but the shirt that hugged her body had given off her actual gender.
"Damn. I need a coat." Liya remembered that a bunch of coats her hung around the foyer. She took one last look at the mirror, convinced that a big coat would cover all afterwards and left the room grumbling.
Liya ran out of the room and ran down the stairs. Charging through the hallways, she met up with the butler. "Is there a problem madam?" "Yeah, I need some fresh air. I'm goin' out for a awhile." Liya ran before the butler could say anymore. The man just raised an eyebrow and went about dusting the priceless antiques. Liya looked back at the busy butler, grabbed a coat and went outside.
Liya rushed outside. The gates were locked so she had to climb over. "Good thing Dante taught me how to climb." She mumbled as she clamored over. Once there she literally fast walked out off the area.
Liya finally reached the main street. Shops were lined up on either side of the road. People were laughing going in and out the buildings. The Hobby Shop was just nearby. "Max might be there and he might see me. Best get out of here and into that park." She thought. She passed by some more people and walked out of the busy street and into the park.
Meanwhile, Max had brought some things outside the Hobby Shop. It was the busiest day of the week. He had been wondering about their new member a lot. She seemed familiar. She looked like someone he had known a few years ago but he couldn't put his finger on who it was. He wiped off the sweat and looked out at the packed street. He scanned the area and suddenly spotted someone. If it weren't for the loose black hair whooshing behind her, he would never known who it was under the large red blazer jacket. He wondered why was she running away? He decided to go after her. "Dad I'll be back. It's an emergency." Max took off before any protests from his father.
Liya finally reached the parked. She panted with tiredness. She sat down on a park bench. Liya hoped that no one had followed her there. Suddenly out of nowhere, a voice hissed something in her ear, "Well, Well.isn't this a big surprise. It's Rocky Skye. Dynoshadows' ex-member, found at last." Liya whipped around. Her violet eyes widened with fear.