Author's Note: I do not own any of this characters from Beyblade, but I wish I did. ( v.v )

Summary: Tyson confessess his feelings for Kai, but Kai didn't like it, feeling all too disgusted with Tyson. Tyson being with Tala has caused him so much pain along with Kai's rejection. Now, Brooklyn comes along and shows Tyson what it means to be happy. Will Tala and Kai soon find out what Ty really meant to them before its too late?

Title: Blue Rose

Prologue:

Tyson's Pov:

A young boy slowly began to stir out of sleep while trying to look around his surroundings only to immedietely shut his eyes by the sudden brightness of the room. After a few seconds had passed, the young blunette slightly opened one eye then the other one. His eyes adjusting to the light of the room, looking around this time with a much more focused perceptive of the place. Wincing slightly at the sudden surge of pain that had errupted all over his body specially his lower back region when he moved a bit from where he was lying, but was hault to a stop to begin with. It wasn't the overwhelming pain he was going through, but by what was holding him down. Slightly turning his head down to look, only to see his 'lover' wrapped both arms around his waist in such a tender position. As he watched his red head lover sleep peacefully, seeing his face show no pain or hatred like when he was awake. A lone tear slid down the side of his face. Remembering all the things that happened the night before with him and his red head lover, Tala.

Tala...Tala...is this what I'm...what I'm suppose to be to you? Will you ever accept me and treat me the way you did from the start? What made you change this way? Am I the cause of all the things your going through, am I really a bad lover? Pls. tell me who or even what I am to you...cause...cause I really need to know. Im sorry if you've noticed that Im not quite faithful to you as I was before, from the beginning. Im sorry that Im slowly drifting apart from you. Im sorry I've fallen inlove with soemone else. Oh! how I wish things would go back to the way they used to be before all this mess started. Maybe I could have found a way to avoid this and not ending up getting hurt. Im reallly sorry Tala, but even though I slowly drift away from you...deep down I still love you...Holding onto the time when we would be happy together just as friends...for that is how I feel about you...

I slowly pull away from his arms that are wrapped around my waist. Trying my best not to wake him up in the process. My body aches so much that I had to move bit by bit to get off the bed and head to the bathroom. Once I've reached the safe confinements of the bathroom, I turned on the tap measuring the temperature of the shower to my satisfaction. Not bothering to undress since I didn't have any clothes on me, Tala already made sure of that...

Upon entering the tub, I couldn't hold my hisses as a new wave of pain came over my beated, bruised up body. 'I wonder how long I can take this, before its all over?' Washing and scrubbing myself, making sure of hoping any traces of what happened last night would eventually be washed away from me...but that no matter how much I try to scrub to the point where red marks appearing to the spots of where I was just scrubbing, that it will always be there. Always to taunt and huant my very soul...my very being. I want...NO! I need to get away...away from all of this, I hope they would be able to forgive me. I need to breath...I need to think...I guess I really need space or I might end up safocating from all of this. I know Im running away from my problems and that this is such a cowardly act, but right now Im desperate...really desperate.

I made up my mind to leave, to just go away for awhile to gather myself and my thoughts together. After stepping out of the shower soaken wet, I just stood by the mirror, looking at myself. Grabbing for the make up concealer from the left top drawers, I covered up my bruises and anything that might indicated of as 'something wrong'. Satisfied with my hard work, I left heading to the room to get changed, only stopping at the entrance watching him sleep so peacefully under the covers. Then proceeded to head into the walk-in closet that they shared and put on some clothes on. Grabbing a tight black shirt and wearring a dark navy leather caot, finishing it off with a blck baggy pants. A belt on and chains danggling from one side of my hips. I then walked out back to the bedroom and faced myself infront of the full length mirror. Just standing there infront of it for a couple of seconds, doing nothing but starring at my own reflection. Just by looking at it, no one can see those ugly bruises and scars. Only seeing someone who looks so flawless, I feel so sick. All of it are masks to hide the real person within the object.

A soft groan came from where the bed is, shaking me out of my musing thoughts. Turning to see if he was awake, but he wasn't, still soundly asleep. Walking back to the closet, I pulled a suitcase out from the far corner of the room and began hastily at the same time trying to make less noise as I packed all my clothes and belongings into the suitcase. Walking steadily up to the side of the bed, I leened down and gave a ghostly kiss before leaving a note of my reasons for my unnoticed departure. Starring at his angelic face one last time, I retrieved my suitecase filled with my things and headed out the door. Scanning the place one last time, trying to save everything in my photographic head. Knowing it would be awhile before I can step in this place once again. Sighing, I walked at the place, not bothering to look back as I headed out towards my destination.

End Pov.

If Tyson only looked back, exactly to one particular window which happens to be the master bedroom, he would have seen the figure engulfed by the shadows watching him leave. Crumpling a peice of paper before carelessly tossing it aside.

You can't get away from me that easily Tyson...No you can't...for 'you' belong to 'me'...

Well, whad'ya think? Comments are welcomed

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Ja Ne .