Tyson: 'whispers' she has been drinking Julmust… (It's almost the same as Coca cola, only it affects her even more o.O)
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade (no duh?)
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Chapter 4 Tyson's past
Kai and Tyson's dream
A woman with long midnight blue hair was pulling the arm of a taller man. His hair had two different shades of blue. It was a star filled night and they seemed to be in a garden. The woman smiled and laughed slightly before she whispered to the man:
"Dance with me Karachi." The man sighed, and looked into her love filled eyes.
"Tayca…" he started but was interrupted by the woman who gently placed a finger on his lips.
"You don't have to say anything Karachi… just dance with me." The man didn't seem like he wanted to dance, but his eyes were filled with love as he watched the somewhat younger woman dance in front of him. A small wind passed them making a soughing sound. The leaves on the trees nearby started to rustle as well as the leaves on the bushes.
"Can't you hear it?" she whispered. The man looked at her as if he didn't know what she meant. "Can't you hear the wind that's playing music just for us?" Karachi smiled and offered his hand to the woman who gladly took it. They moved slowly in an age old dance, Tayca moving her body slightly against Karachi's. They were looking each other deeply in the eyes and then Karachi leaned forward and whispered in Tayca's ear:
"I love the way your body flows… and the rhythm it holds..." He kissed her neck and then he whispered: "And I adore the music that plays in your eyes." Tayca looked lovingly at Karachi, and then they shared a loving and passionate kiss. And the winds that passed the two young loves sang a song older than time it self, in a language all understands.
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"Kai, Tyson? You have to wake up now… dinner's ready." Tyson and Kai opened their eyes slowly; neither of them knew that the other had had the same dream. The song that the winds had sung still spun inside Tyson's mind as he and Kai got of the couch. They entered the kitchen and sat down by the table.
The food was excellent, which Tyson did not hesitate to tell Narumi about. She had giggled at the compliment and the Hiwatari family and Tyson talked during dinner. 'I wish I could have been born into a family like this…' Tyson thought, sighing mentally while keeping a smile on his face.
When Tyson had to go home, Narumi had given him a tight hug and said:
"You're always welcome here, Tyson… always." Tyson nodded, smiled, thank them and then he said goodbye and left the dojo. But once he came outside his happiness shattered. On the pavement outside the dojo stood Miranda, and she didn't look happy.
The Hiwatari family looked out their kitchen window and they noted that Tyson did not look happy when he saw the woman.
"Maybe that's his mother," Kai said nervously. Then the woman started to shout at Tyson.
"How many times to I have to tell you that you are not allowed to visit friends you little brat!" The words were shocking to hear, what mother would say that to her son?
"I don't care what you say Miranda! I HATE you!" Tyson's answer was about as surprising. What happened next made Kai's blood boil in anger and his mothers face turned dark. Miranda gave Tyson a hard slap on his left cheek. Tyson looked shocked, but it soon turned to anger but Miranda didn't seem fazed at all by his anger.
"You're coming home now, and you are not allowed to leave the house for a week except for school." Miranda turned around and started walking back to their house. Tyson followed her, his arms were hanging by his sides and his shoulders slumped, he looked defeated.
The next day in school Tyson had burning red mark on his left cheek. Hilary had shrieked and almost demanded to know what had happened. Tyson stared into the floor as he answered.
"Miranda hit me…" His voice was so emotionless that it hurt deep down in Kai's heart. Rei, Max, Kenny and Hilary gasped. And then Rei said, while holding one hand comforting on Tyson's shoulder:
"But… why?" Tyson sighed and looked up at Rei.
"Because I was at Kai's house." Rei looked confused, of course, so did Max and Hilary.
"What do you mean?" He asked. Tyson sighed, and looked at his friends. He knew he could trust them; maybe it was time to tell them all about his life.
"I'll tell you at lunch… there's… a lot to tell." Then he turned and went to class, his friends following him. To Kai, Kenny, Rei, Max and Hilary, a day had never gone this slowly. It was finally lunch. Tyson and his friends sat down at the table, and then Tyson started telling the story of his life.
"The first thing I remember is waking up in a strange room. I can see two figures leaning over me, Miranda and James. They are smiling... almost victorious. They say that they're so happy that I'm alive because I had been in a horrible car accident in which I lost my memories before the age of six… and my grandfather died. Of course, the memories were true I guess, I couldn't remember anything, no car accident and no grandfather. They told me his name was Kai, and that it was his amulet that I was wearing since I had inherited it. I've always had this fondness for this amulet… for some reason it feels like it's the only connection I have to my life before that moment. It does say Kai on the backside so I guess they were telling the truth." Kai felt cold, an amulet which said Kai on the backside?
"For some reason, my hair is black and I could feel that it was not right. We moved to another house and I started school. In the beginning, my parents gave me candy when I wanted it, but after awhile, they seemed to get more distant. Almost as if they'd been playing a charade and were getting tired of it." Tyson sighed; his friends' eyes were wide. But before anyone had the chance to speak, Tyson continued.
"Every day, between the ages 6 and 7 I had to take one pill for my allergies and every time my blue hair roots started showing, they coloured my hair black again. Between the ages 8 and 9, I had to take two pills for my allergies, my hair was being coloured constantly. My so called parents never let me stay at friends' houses, and I was hardly ever allowed to invite them over to mine." Tyson took a deep breath, it was impossible to speak non-stop.
"Between the ages 10 and 11, I had to take three pills for my allergies, and I hated every time I swallowed them. I always felt guilty, as if I was forgetting something, or someone that I had promised to remember. Between the ages of 12 and 14, I took four pills… and when I turned 14, I refused to re-colour my hair. I wanted it to grow out and have its normal bye colour. After I screamed at them for awhile about it, they gave up and let me grow my hair out." Tyson sighed again, his friends were dead silent.
"Since I turned 15, I had to take 5 pills, when I asked why I had to take more all the time, my parents answered that it was because my body was growing more and more resistant to their affect. And now recently, they started giving me 6 pills, but I'm not taking them anymore anyways." His friends opened their mouths as if they thought that he was finished, but he proved them wrong quite quickly.
"Growing up, I never got celebrated on my birthday. All I got was, congratulations, you're one year older. I never got a birthday cake, but recently… I dreamed about getting one. It was so real that it was almost like a memory." Now Tyson smiled, and leaned backwards as he described his dream.
"I'm in this big light blue kitchen with wooden cupboards; the type of tree is light… I think its birch. And there's a woman, standing by the counter. She's wearing this white apron with a pocket. I just know that in that pocket, there's caramels and that I want them. I realise that I'm just a small child since I'm standing on my toes but I can't quite reach the pocket. The woman turns and smiles at, her dark blue… almost midnight coloured hair falls from her shoulder and she laughs. Then she lifts me up and puts me on the counter and I can see that she's making a chocolate cake. She smiles and gives me a spatula that there's a lot of chocolate on and I happily starts to lick it of. I look at the cake, I can't read but I recognize my name and what the cake says, Takao 5 years. I know that's not my name and all… but in this dream it is. And then a man enters the kitchen, he's quite tall and he's got dark blue hair, I reach out my arms for him and calls him daddy." Tyson sighed and looked down.
"I guess that's just me wishing I was someone else with another family." Tyson's friends eyes were wide, the story they had just been told was so sad, and so unhappy. But it wasn't finished yet.
"Growing up, I've never ever once had dinner with my family at a table. Always once I got home from school, Miranda would hand me a plate with my dinner telling me if there's fruit or not and then I'd go up to my room and eat alone. Yesterday, while I was at Kai's house and his mom invited me to eat dinner with them, I felt rather odd. It was the first time that I didn't have dinner alone, and… I felt so happy." Tyson gave a little laugh, but it wasn't happy, it was bitter.
"Kai's mom hugged me when we first met; it was the first real hug that I can ever remember. The first time Miranda hugged me was a month ago… and it wasn't even a hug, she just put her arms around me hastily and then she sat in the front seat of the car and we drove here. So when I left Kai's house, Miranda saw me. And since I had a rule and been at a friends house, she slapped me." Tyson sighed again… He had gotten, as far as he remembered two real hugs in his life. When Tyson grew silent this time, he did not say anything else; the story of his life was finished. Tyson had told his entire life story with an emotionless voice and he had been so wrapped up in it that he hadn't even noticed that most of the cafeteria had been listening to him, most of them with tears in their eyes.
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A/N: Yep…
here ends chapter 4. I'm a bitch aren't I? ;) :laughs evilly:
ahem, I do hope you enjoyed it.
Tyson:
Can't you ever stop torturing me:cries:Kai: You
are so evil and you suck Nilly.Me:
waaaah! you're so mean Kai:sobs wildly:Kai: Meh…
please review… :whispers: I feel Kinda guilty… o.O