Author: The song in this chapter is mine I wrote it so no one steals it without asking.
Nicolas: This chapter is being told by no one but yours truly just to answer any questions you might have. And to those of you who are slacking in your European language a concetto is a sudden blast of wit or humor to the benefit of only one party involved. What? I said I was cruel I didn't say I wasn't smart.
A Real Concetto
The Red and gold 767 jet plane landed roughly onto the runway jarring anyone inside from the peaceful sleep they might have been having. Tyko looked out the window of his seat and sighed. The land was what was beautiful and I knew that he was silently cursing himself for not bringing his art kit from home in Stephenville so that he could paint this beautiful sight and keep it captivated forever in his room. Alixhi glanced over to him and rubbed our friend's arm. Soon they- meaning we- would dethrone the German team and take over their title as Shadow Storm's newest win in the ongoing tournament.
And then off to the games in Russia… I've never been to Russia- my father's homeland- and although I knew we would make it that far I had the feeling that there was someone who wanted us to forfeit badly enough to kill us. Angel's biological father- Boris Blacov. We were warned by one of Angel's inside intelligence in Russia that he had gone and recruited a team there that would bring us down but that was something yet to be seen.
Besides, we had our own inside problems to take care of first. Like the way that we knew that the team would have to break up in the end to battle each other in the finale of the entire thing. The remaining teams would be something like this: China, Alucard, and I facing off against Angel, Tyko, and Alixhi. It was decided just the other day that I would captain the Shadow Team and that Angel would captain the Storm Team. This is where things get difficult for us. We would battle all of the teams together until we reach Russia and then one or the other can forfeit or both would finish the tournament facing friends against friends. Dilemma? You bet it is because neither team wants to give up any chance that they might succeed.
Well, that day that we landed in Germany was the day that Tyko finally screamed "Shopping spree!" at the top of his lungs in the middle of Town Square thus causing a riot with China and his respective boyfriend. Oh well, I can think of better things to do with my time than that and besides, I had just spotted the most beautiful person in the world walking in the other direction so I- being the son of one of the biggest tycoons in the world- followed. Grandpapa caught my eye and I saw him nod to me lightly. How he knew about my secret crush was beyond me unless Chi got her hands on my poetry book.
Yes, yes; I can be cruel and a poet. This is just one of the recent songs I wrote for the group so take a peek.
(Verse 1) Everybody's got a dream to follow
C'mon!
No more waitin' on tomorrow
Gunna get a thrill today
So you can all hear us say
(Chorus) Kick it up!
Gunna tear up the floor
Kick it up!
Gunna make you scream for more
Kick it up!
Gotta bring this party to life
Kick it up! All night! That's right! Lets go!
(Verse 2) Everyone's got a broken heart
Gotta mend it right from the start
Give it all that you got
Gotta reach for the stars
(Chorus)
(Verse 3) Bet your life's gunna be fun
When the battles lost and won
Gunna break a brand new beat
From your head down to your feet
(Chorus)
Anyway, as I was saying earlier I have a major big crush on a certain baka who probably won't even give me the time of day if we were the last two people on Earth. That's right, I'm gay, a beyblader and in love with a good friend. Uh oh, I lost him in the crowd that threatened to devour me in an instant if I had not moved from the spot where I was standing. Have you guessed who he is yet? Well too bad, cause I'm not tellin'. Let me think… oh yeah! I was following my crush when suddenly I get pulled in to the center of the crowd and lose him.
Then I spotted his green and gold windbreaker heading to the pier and I wait until it's out of sight before I make a break for it into the alley on my left just as a militia patrol car putters on by leaving me to breath in the toxic fumes from the exhaust system. The car puttered on through the crowd. It's a good thing grandpapa thinks to give us directions before letting his charges run rampant through unknown grounds because I would have been losing my mind right about now not knowing where I was going. I move through the darkened alleyways like a street cat strutting his stuff when out of nowhere he shows up in front of me! Talk about your run-ins. Man, with the way that he was looking at me I thought I'd e getting the 'lecture' on not to follow him, but all he said was "If you wanted to take a walk with me why didn't you just ask?" and started to walk beside me at a relaxed pace.
"Angel, how did you know that I was following you?" Ooops! Damn it on my big mouth anyway.
"You aren't exactly the type to check things out just cause you're in a new city." My sister's gunna be a widow pretty soon. "Besides you're wearing a cardinal and jeans- around here that style of clothes clashes with the new German style."
"Oh." Huh? Here I am walking beside my crush and he's talking to me about fashion tips? It just didn't make any sense until I noticed that he'd led me to a secluded area of the city that overlooked the bay. As I stared out over the crystal blue waters I noticed that he wasn't looking at the water, he was looking at me with intense interest. It didn't bother me at all, but just the thought of having him so close and me not being able to ravish his body to my satisfaction was a killer.
I felt the air move as he brushed his hand against mine as he brought it up to place his delicately curved fingers on the iron bar of the side railing and I blushed involuntarily. He laughed a little, but otherwise stayed silent. A fresh breeze brought the scent of the salty sea air to my nostrils as I breathed. It was peaceful here- by the water I mean- and I now knew the reason why he would always ask that we be situated next to the water's edge. The peace was overwhelming. I welcomed it, loved it, and wanted more of it than what was here.
"Nice, isn't it?" I nodded in return of his question. He shifted his weight to the left and his thigh brushed against mine causing a tint of pink to flood into his cheeks just under his sunglasses.
"Yeah, now I know why you always disappear when were somewhere in a place where there's no water flowing." I let the sea air talk through me. "I feel as if I can just loosen up, forget my problems and let them float away into the breeze."
"Same goes for me. I guess you could say that I'm a lover and a fighter of nature." The meaning in his words was as clear as the sky above us that day but I decided to play dumb.
"What do you mean?"
"My sire and the ocean. The same yet different: they love and they hate at the same time not caring who they hurt to get the dominion of everything they want or desire." I watched him as he bowed his head. "I can think here, by the ocean, because I understand its way. It moves in on you when you least expect it to and then it leaves you to pick up the broken pieces of your life after it's torn you apart. But I just let it take away all of my pain, my suffering and it leaves me feeling fulfilled." His explanation was a sonata of peacefulness as we stood there watching the waves.
"Angel," I said to him softly. He looked at me intent on focusing his attentions but I knew that he wanted the waves more. "I was following you for a reason."
"Really?" He sounded amused at my revelation. "I'm impressed with you, Nick, you actually have an excuse."
"Not a joking matter, Angel. I needed to tell you something personal. Something that only two other people know about and this is as good a time as any to say it. I…I.." Suddenly, my mouth went dry and the back of my throat felt like I'd eaten cotton balls instead of oatmeal for breakfast. He laughed at this and the way I stuttered. Putting his left hand over mine he lent over to whisper something into my ear and I gasped- partially because of the oh-so-close contact and partially because of his words.
"Understand now?" I nodded. "Good, now shut up and kiss me."
"Here? Now? Right here, right now?"
"Yes, yes, and yes." I was overjoyed at this and nearly jumped for joy as he pressed his lips to mine. "Understand that if I get angry, it's not because of you or anyone else, it's because of him. I've never been very close with anyone in my life besides my mother and I'm easily taken aback when someone says they want to be with me forever because I want them too but I'm scared of what Boris could do in those circumstances."
"I understand and I don't care about what your father can do because he'll never get past the rest of my family to do much but scream worthless threats." I said and he laughed again. I liked his laugh the way it rumbled deep in his throat and gave off such a heavenly sound of luster. "I love you." I whispered and he kissed me again. Now here's where that concetto comes into play. What was going to happen if we had to face each other in battle? I laughed causing confusion to crease his face with lines. "Nothing, Angel, nothing at all."