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rustyspoons: Sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry. Yes, I do write the poetry by myself. thanx much!
bladebreakers: thanx, well here's your update:D
Redemberx: Here's the udpate. I'm glad you like the story. It got off to a pretty bad start but... :l
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Tala was released from the hospital five days after being admitted. He and Lyssa couldn't stay in the hospital, so the two of them went to try and find an apartment.
After spending the morning going from building to building, they found one that was close to the hospital and didn't cost so much. Tala wanted to sleep on the carpeted floor, he was so tired. The morphine and other drugs had kept him awake the night before. Lyssa left him the keys to the apartment as Tala drifted off to sleep with his brown jacket, which they'd recently bought, as a pillow. She took the spare keys and went to buy supplies.
When Lyssa returned to the apartment, arms laden, she found Tala still asleep. Lyssa opened a collapsible table and put most of her purchases on it. She'd bought the following: food, some cheap candles, matches, paper plates, paper cups, plastic forks, plastic spoons, blankets, pillows, and a first aid kit. After putting some of the things away in the cupboards, Lyssa brought the blankets and pillows and sat next to Tala. She looked at him as he slept.
Tala looked so...peaceful. Lyssa brushed some of his red hair away from his face. He'd been through so much, and done so much, because of his feelings for her. But when Tala understood something, he'd try to stick to it. Lyssa smiled at the sleeping boy.
"Thanks again, Tal." She draped a blanket over his shoulders. Then she went to the telephone and dialed the number of the hospital, which Lyssa got off their calling card.
"Gorso Hospital, front desk. How may I help you?" a woman answered the phone.
"Could I have intensive care, please?"
"Yes, I'll patch you through."
Lyssa waited until another woman answered the phone. "Intensive care, how may I help you?"
"I wasn't able to visit a friend of mine today. The patient in room 307. How is he doing?"
"Hiwatari, Kai?"
"Yes, that's him."
The nurse on the other end fell silent. Lyssa could hear her flipping through papers. "Here it is. Mr. Hiwatari was taken off assisted breathing and moved to a regular room. That's room 109." Then the woman paused before saying, "He should be out in three or four days."
"Okay. Thank you." Lyssa hung up.
"How's Kai doing?" Tala asked sleepily. He sat up, yawned, and stretched in a very wolfish manner.
Lyssa repeated what the nurse had told her.
Silence fell between them before Tala asked, "Ly, what are we going to do about Voltaire?"
Smirking, Lyssa answered, "I took care of that already. You see," Lyssa sat down next to Tala. "I met him in the square. He was furious at us, he'd only just found out what we did. Anyway, he gave me our beyblades and said he never wanted to see us again. I tried to argue, which helped us out quite a bit, because we'd nearly run out of money. I'd hidden some near the lake just outside of town, and it was almost gone, because of the apartment and the supplies. He just screamed in my face and took out a whole wad of 100's. I don't know how much is there, I haven't spent any yet. Then he left in a hissy fit I didn't know he could have."
Tala smiled slightly. "That does it then." He paused, then, "Though that seems to easy. Why wouldn't he want us back? We're pretty much the strongest bladers he had."
Lyssa looked out the window and watched the snow fall to the ground. "I don't think that's true anymore. Since Boris received many new, strong bladers through BEGA, and some of them didn't leave after BEGA was overthrown, they have more than enough to replace us. He'd let us back in the Abbey, but not because he'd want or need us. He doesn't really need us anymore anyway."
Tala got up and put his arms around Lyssa. "Are you worried, sis?"
Shaking her head, Lyssa answered, "No. Not really."
But he could tell she was lying. "Don't worry." Tala buried his face in her hair. It had the scent of honey. "Kai and I will always be around to protect you. We swore that when we were younger."
"You've done good on that promise, Tal. No matter what's happened since then."
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Promises
A good friend
Keeps others' secrets.
An implied
Promise
To secrecy.
Promises
Are what keep
True friends
Together.
They
Are the glue of
Humanity.
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How did you like it? I hope you did to begin with! Please read and review, and I'll give you another chapter (but I'll give you one anyway, I don't like unfinished projects!).
Also, I only have a few ideas of where to take it from here. NO, THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE STORY. I just need a few ideas for Tala, Kai and Lyssa. I'm also thinking of making a sequel to this (unsure, but probably). If you have fan fiction ideas,
but aren't up to writing a whole story, tell me your ideas (and I'll make sure to give you credit!). That also goes for anyone who's read my D.N.Angel story, "Krad Steals the First Kiss." If you have ideas, please tell me! I'm in need!
Going back to chapter eight, the poem was a bit angsty because I went back to why Tala had gotten angry (it's always a place you can go to for a story, character angst). Just so you all know. :D
And the name of the hospital, well, I couldn't really come up with anything that sounded Russian. Oh well. :P
Until next,
Pigeon in the Sky