Trapped Assassin

by xXRoMaNtIcReVeNgEXx

Well, I have decided to rewrite this story. I've going to leave you people read the last chapter. When I remember, I'll take it off, and rewrite it, okay.

4. Closer

Trapped Assassin by Angelic4Evil

Intro: Another day, another situation. I suppose you want to know why Azura lets Raine stay with her, besides the fact Raine refuses to abandon her. Well, Raine is demon, neko jin and youkai, so she could fend for herself. Besides, Boris knows Azura, Kai, and Tala, not Raine, so there you go. Plus, you'd want to know why Tala was called by 2 different last names, which was a serious accident. I forgot which one it was, but my excuse for it is Valkov is Tala's mother's maiden name, so it can be considered one of his last names, and Kai knew Tala's mother and Tala, and Tala's father was never heard from, so Kai says the last name of the parent he's met, and knows more of sometimes. There you go, that's my excuse for getting it wrong. No one even noticed the poem in the last chapter, which was meant to make it a bit more dramatic. It was 'Today is another day. Another day to worry. Another day to try. Another day for murder. Another day to die.'

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, only Azura and Raine, as well as DQ.

Bloody Angel Rose: I'm so glad you like the story. Thanx for reviewing, it motivates me, and I'll keep working on the story.

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Chapter 4:Closer

So, I woke up early again, which woke up Raine a bit later, with long bangs messed up, in her goldish blue orbs, and over her face.

"Why are you up so early?", Raine moaned, pulling her covers over her silvery blue head. The rays of the sun leaked into the messy room, which was covered with clothes.

"I like the sunrise. Besides it's noon. Let's go do something."

"Sure." She dressed in a crimson shirt with 'I know I'm juvenile pyscho' in black on it on the front, then on the back was 'But I'm also a murderer', black cargoes with many pockets, her red sash around her waist, and chains for a belt. I chose a dark blue shirt that read 'Another day to cry, another day to murder, another day to die' on the back, and on the front was a bloody heart shaped gernade with a dagger through it. With that was a pair of baggy dark blue jeans with tears and chains, plus Kai's taken items, and the bracelet, as well as the locket. We both wore running shoes, actually, no, we wore fluffy, pink slippers(cough) sarcasism (cough).

"Where should we go?", she asked as we headed out the door.

"I need to make sure my boss, Kai, and Tala can't find me, so I need a disguise. You can help me find one."

"But why Kai and Tala? What's the point of hiding from them?"

"I can't let them get killed because of me, now can we?"

We ordered ice cream for breakfast, with oranges. Don't look at me like at me, it's called keep the balance. What else? Well, we brush our teeth with toothpaste, and our hair with brushes, and no more trivial details. Heading down the elevator, we were hyper, and people were staring at us funny. You should of seen them run out of the elevator, dude, it was hysterical. Raine and I hopped out of the elegant lobby, and through the prestegious doors. We raced out to find our bus leaving without us.

"Fuckyville!", I screamed, and I turned to find Raine running after the vechicle.

"Aren't you coming?", she called behind. I started chasing, soon ending up right beside her. "There you are. Dammit, this drunk, fucking bus driver, you better fucking stop this damn bus." I noticed a blonde guy smiling at us, who then turned around, and seemed to be yelling at the bus driver. Watching him yell was so damn funny. The driver got up, the bus started to swierve, and as he argued with the blonde, the driver seemed so freaking scared, I loved watching that. Five seconds later, we were thanking the grinning golden haired boy.

"So, what's your name, and what's your story?", I asked him, sitting between him and Raine.

"Me? I'm here just cuz I'm curious, from the U.S, orphan, got kicked out when I was 14, an assassin who likes to make new friends everyday, Derek Queenson." Yeah, as a fellow professional killer, I've heard of this 18 year old, who is almost as good as myself. He's worked for Boris as well, and even Voltaire before he died. I've done much more well known, cleaner, quicker, quieter work though. Yeah, I know I'm narcissistic.

"Hehehehe, DQ, ice cream", Raine giggled, well, it was more snicker.

"Don't call me that. Call me Night, or Gernade."

"How about Ghetto?", I suggested, with a snigger. "Or Bubbles?", and I lost it. I couldn't contain the laughter, and my other companions stared at me.

"Fine, I'll take DQ, better than Bubbles, I guess. So, where are you girls going?"

"Something we don't normally do, shopping", the neko jin/ youkai told him.

"I eh too must go shop for I need to find a new diguise." He wore black bondage pants, with a Role Model tshirt, chains, and what else? Oh yeah, we could see his black and blue boxers. He had bright, sky blue eyes, a few ring piercings on his ears, one on his nose, and two on his bottom lip. "I'll go with you girls."

Now, what he does next aggravated me this way. I thought he was a nice boy, like Maxy(Max, it's just I like called him Maxy), but no. Plus, he doesn't even act the freaking part, insulting punks, rockers, skaters, emo, don't care about labels people. Why isn't there any decent boys out there? Do they all become horny when they reach my age? It just isn't any fair. Oh, wait, I didn't tell you why I'm starting to get so, what's a nicer way of saying absolutely aggravated and purely enfuriated? Mad? Yeah, mad is a good enough word. I am getting mad at him I should say. Why? He winds his hands around my waist, and he pulls me closer to him, which took me off guard, and I thought he wanted a hug so I didn't push him away, or kill him. I just hugged him, which I know is stupid, all boys want something else, but I didn't think of him as a boy at that moment. I thought him as DQ. Then, he sneaks his tongue into my mouth, and you want to know what I did? I took the Kai road, pushing him away, and stared at him coldly, kicked him in the shin(not Kai like, but still), and crossed my arms. I didn't close my eyes for a very important reason. Raine stood up, fuming, the anger radiating off her, and guess what thing she did I'm very proud and thankful for. She pounced on him, beating the shit out of him.

"STUPID. FUCKING. PIECE. OF. FUCKING. SHIT. GO. BURN. YOU. LITTLE. DAMNED. BITCH. YOU. BRING. SHAME. TO. BASTARDS", she punched him in the face, and kicked him, kitter style, after that, after every period, but even though she was quite angry, she only growled these words.

"Thanks Raine, but calm down. We should all be friends. Fellow pyschos should work together."

"But he ain't a pyscho or even a fellow. It can go burn at the stake."

"Well, that's a new one. Where'd you get that?"

"Joan of Arc's death you fucking bitch, but you don't even deserve that death. You should be drowned in a lake then eaten by a man eating pirana, then shitted out and burned. I would have said hell, but I don't want them to haunt me for sending you down there."

"No, I think that's you situation."

"No, I'm gonna die from betrayal of my koi, which I will never find, so I'll die shot in the head. But you aren't even human. You're too damn ugly to be, and if you are, you bring shame to my friend's race, asshole."

"DQ, just to let you know, you're so lucky my other friends aren't here, cuz those guys wouldn't have gone easy on you like Raine did. Never do that again, or we'll abandon you, jackass."

"But if you haven't noticed, I like you, and I do that to girls I like."

"Well, I bet you that most girls you did that to ended up causing you some physical pain."

"Uhh", he stammered, counting with his fingers, and then looked up at the ceiling of the bus. "All of them actually."

"What did I tell you? Never try that bull again on anyone."

"But I like you." He held my hand, and placed his head on my shoulder, where I pushed him away.

"Fucking, alien, faggot, toad. Don't make me go demonic on you, DQ", Raine sneered. The bus stopped in the centre of downtown.

"Forget it Raine, screw it over. Fuck off now DQ, you're of no use to either of us."

"Please?" He even had the nerve to try puppy dog eyes and pout. Not even yo, not even. That so didn't work.

"Screw off, you fucking bitch!" We jumped off, and watched the bus drive off with him sitting there. We went to the downtown shops. Okay, pause right there. What the hell yo? I ain't from or in Britain. I shouldn't be saying shops, but whatever, play. We went into this retro style store, and started looking around. This place is so strange man. Dude, you know what I realized? The reason we use man and not woman is because no one was insane enough to befoul the good name of females, and who'd want to? Exactly. Anyway, this place is so strange yo. There are these weird tall spike wigs, and every spike is in a different colour. Mullets, neon blues, reds, purples, yellows, greens, oranges, everywhere, as well as peace symbols, plus these interesting clothes.

"Hello, how may I help you?", an unhuman, obviously fake high pitched voice behind me asked. Happy people confuse me. Alot. Why are they so happy anyway? Typical perky sales person (shudder), who only priority is to sell clothes to unsuspecting young girls, brain washing their feeble, vain minds. Yes, I know I'm paranoid, but I thought you already knew that. I turned around to find a frowning, Chinese, goth girl standing right in the place of the imaginary perky sales clerk.

"Dude, sorry about that, but my manager is always bitching on me about customer service", she whispered in an amazingly pure American accent. She looked over her shoulder to find an asian, blonde, perky, but non-smiling woman walk away. "Oh thank you, now I know you hated the first thing I said to you. I'm sorry, but the perky bitch I call my boss doesn't like gothic. It's amazing I work here. It's not as if she even trusts me. I'm Andria, call me Andy."

"Raine, and she's Azura. We wanna go out tonight looking so out of place. Wanna help us find some 70s and 80s retro? I mean, so you've got an excuse not to have to do much work."

"Sure." We ambled through the aisles, with all sorts of strange items, and stopped with obvious Chin, 80s, and 70s retro. "Need something no one can track you down in?"

She pulled out a red neon shirt with blue tie dye markings, jean bell bottoms, an actually Chinese, sky blue style shirt, a black, cheerleader style, mini skirt, and a leather jacket with studs and chains. "These are the cleaner, better clothes. I suggest these."

"I call the bell bottoms!", Raine blurted out.

"Then I get the Chin shirt."

"Fine", she pouted. Whoa, never knew I was going to say that. We waltzed, and when I say waltz, I mean it, into the changerooms. I wore the skirt, much to my disgust, and pulled the Chinese shirt over my head. In the other changeroom, I could see Raine feet hopping into the jeans as I snickered. We both jumped of the rooms, cross looked at each, and we all started to laugh. We shoved our clothes into a backpack Raine decided to carry.

"Perfect!", we both screamed, inbetween fits of laughter. No one either of us, well, I know, will recognize us.

"Now, shoes", I announced.

"Already taken care of." Andy passed tall, black, leather boots to me, and red sneakers to Raine. "You guys look like you came out of the 70s and 80s."

"Thanks Andy, here." I passed a 100 yuan to her. "Keep the change, let's go."

"I'll show you a really cool bar, later, around 7. Meet me back here."

"Okay", Raine and I said, running out of the store, which was harder for me with the skirt. Hopping downtown, people, eh too again, gave us odd looks. Guys were smiling, and winking in our direction, and guess what happen to those bastards? Yup, all ended up with black eyes. We bought some jade bracelets, with symbols of the four elements. Then we walked into this Chinese clothing store.

"Oh my gosh!"

"What's wrong Azura?" I craddled the red, fingerless, gloves bearing the ying-yang symbol in my hands.

"I found Ray's gloves! Ray's a new friend of mine who has these wicked gloves, and they are this pair exactly. I loved those, and tried to make Kai buy it for me, but he said only Ray knew where to find them. I must buy these, and sweet, only 10 yuan." Well, yeah, I bought the silk, cottony gloves, and we ate some Chinese food, and it is the best Chinese food I ever tasted, but it is authentic of course. Then, we headed back to our hotel, to unleash some havoc on unsuspecting people. You want an example? Like the classic prank calling, knocking on doors and running away, ordering food, telling the bellhop he took too long, and sending it back, things like that until 5:30pm to get ready, then leave at a quarter to a quarter to 7.

7pm

Okay so yeah, we met with Andy, and she had this guy with her, locking arms. I suppose this is her boyfriend.

"I'm Levi, but for love of insanity, call me Cone. Levi is the most fucking formal name in the world", said, and I was right, Andy's boyfriend. Spiky, jet-black hair, soft blue eyes, and he was tall, like around 6 feet, yeah, like one pale dude. He wore a plain blue, light, zipper jacket, a black tshirt that said 'I apologise for being in your country, and disrupting your way of life. I'm sorry' in white, and baggy, black pants with pockets and chains.

"So, we're headed to the infamous Hellfire club." So, um, yeah, we got there, and it was like some wicked underground club, with lots of dancing and drinking. Hey, look at all the perdyful note: thanx bloodyshadows for that word. she introduced it to me neon laser lights! Hehehehehehe. Raine and I started to run around everywhere with Andy and Cone.

Where the hell is Raine? I know Andy already left her boyfriend, Levi, a.k.a Cone. She said so. You don't remember? What are you concerning me for? You want a flashback? Too bad, even though that part was not mentioned earlier. Anyway, back to the where the hell is Raine si-to-ah-see-yon(situation). Whatever, hey I hear a really good dance song, Japanese, like back home, but still really catchy. You know what? I think I'm actually going to dance, but if I'm going to humiliate myself, better take some stranger down with me. And at the exact moment, and I mean the exact moment, some familiar stranger speaks up to me as I waltz over to his corner.

"Wanna dance?", asked a familiar, male voice. He sounded drunk, and I could tell what he drank. The scent of my favourite liquor, pure, Russian vodka came from his drunken smile being sensed. He sauntered out of the shadow of the bar corner he sat at, before myself. Wholy shit. I must be dreaming. Ow, I pinched myself, and nope, unfortunately for mine and his future, it was not a dream.
"Kai?", I asked. Whoa, dazjavoo. I know, I said in chapter 1, owell. You people know that Kai is well built right? (they nod) Good.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Oh, I'm in deep shit now. He started to wave his hand over my face. Still a bit impatient I see, smiling.

"Oh, umm, just a guess. You look like a Kai." The song is finished, and oh perfect he smiling, like he wants me to dance to this slow song, which I recognize, it would last for good, long 10 minutes. This so not Kai, not his regular Kainess.

"Come on, dance with me?", and dammit, I must be cursed to be suckered into those crimson orbs.

"Fine." He pulled me gently to the dancefloor. Whoa, I never knew I was ever going to say that. His hands on my waist, and mine on his neck, I placed my head on his shoulder, and yeah, we started to dance. I'm sorry, I'm just not good at describing dancing, and I don't plan to. Oh my fucking gosh, I never knew Kai could dance. Wait a sec, it could be cuz he's drunk. I guess since I missed him so much, it wasn't abnormal to me at that time, even really comfortable at the moment, that I simply sank into his arms. Don't fucking look at me like that. Is Kai my soulmate? Is Tala? Who was I meant for? What is the meaning of this life I call my own? I'm only asking these pointless questions about my soulmate and life for these are the questions that stop the process of inner peace, and purity. I've never been so happy, and probably never will be. I don't want to let go of him. I just want to stay with Kai and stay this way forever. I guess Raine was right. She said I thought of Kai too much, and I guess I do. Maybe I'm in love, I don't know. I guess I've always been obsessive over whatever and whomever I ever had and met. I simply can't go easy on anything, nor can I let go. I wonder why. I also have a little confession to make; I'm to hard on myself. I've been told I don't give myself enough credit, and that I always excepted better from myself by other people in my childhood, who also said that I need to go easier on myself. Calm down Azura, this opportunity will be taken for granted if otherwise. This will probably never happen again, so might as well enjoy every minute.

Raine's P.O.V. (starting 7 minute before the the Kai/Azura situation above right now)

"Hey, wanna dance?", a Russian accent, like Azura's, but male, asked me. I turned to him, about to decline, when I took one good look at him. He looks so familiar, like from a photo or something. This one had firey red hair, icy blue eyes, dressed like a Russian, no, not the stereotype Russian, with fur and everything, more like modern Russian. I could see he was well built, and seemed really sweet, and innocent, which I was right about.

"Sure." So, we're dancing to this cool, Japanese song, then it changes to this slow song, and I was about go sit at the bar, when he held onto my hand.

"Come on, let's dance." Damn, have I become a sucker for icy puppy eyes? Who cares? Now, yeah, uhh, yeyeah, dancing, dancing, umm, umm, we're still dancing, yeyeah, what's his name? Oh, I knew I forgot something, his name.

"What's your name?", I finally asked, starting to sink into his arms.

"Tala, what's yours?" He started to lean in, like he was going to kiss me. Did he say Tala? Oh fuck, he did, didn't he? Yeah? He is only 2 freaking inches away from my face, and I realize now that this is Tala! Fuck, fuck, mcfuckton, I'm screw. Why is there always something wrong with every boy I met and liked? The only thing wrong with Tala is that if I'm with him, he'll get killed.

"I'm sorry, Tala, I just noticed the time, and I gotta go."

"Why, it's only 11 pm?" I kissed him on the lips to stop him from asking more questions, which okay, I'll admit it like a big girl, liked. Alot.

"Well, I have to study for an exam. Sorry, bye." I started to race around in the club, trying to find the silvery grey eyed one.

"Wait a sec, I didn't catch your name", he called to me, but I ignored him. I finally found her, dancing with two toned hair guy. I tugged at her shirt from behind.

"Hmm?", she asked. "Oh, hi Raine, what's up?" She seemed blissful.

Azura's P.O.V.

"Tala. Has. Found. Me. And. Is. Looking. For. Us", she said in a bit of fear.

"So?"

"He's sober."

"Oh fuck, we haveta get out now. Sorry Kai, gotta go."

"Okay, but what's your name?"

"Sorry, can't say, bye", and we raced out, running to the hotel (yeah, by some miracle, we didn't get lost), and started to pack. I called, and order tickets for London, England. Fuck, they keep on getting closer.

So, there you go, I made a long chapter for you people. And I know the pairing is so easy to detect, but do you care? I'm not sure if it's good, you can tell me. Please review, and thanx, latz.