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A/N: WOWIE! Takiru-chan and I just want to say "Thank you!" to you all for the reviews. Taki-chan says, I shouldn't reveal who the main culprit are just yet, but I will try to put on some clues and hints to help you really nice people solve it behind his back.(-.-') Again thank you so much! Hope you'll enjoy this next chapter, ja! ()
Anyway, y'all soon find out who that victim is, so its only to discover who the culprit is left. Gomen (sorry) for making some of you wierded out with the previous chapter. I didn't feel like going along with the regular plot, so I did my own for FUN! (￢￢)
Title: Blue Rose
Chapter 5
The next morning...
The sun was up, shining down to earth with all its glory as little bits of clouds pass by. The birds were chirping and people were all busy doing their everyday works. One particular hospital was having the very opposite of what the day brings in...
"Mr. Valkov! Please remain still while we go over some check ups to see how your injuries are doing!" Screamed a doctor with light bluish hair and looked aroound mid-thirties with the wrinkles around her some parts of her face. Clearly frustrated with the very annoying red-head patient, that goes by the name Tala.
"Do you understand english? I said NO! Damnit!" Yelled an equally fuming patient.
Dr. Stella completely lost her little amount of petience she had left by Tala's last statement. "Look, you 'stupid' brat! We need to see if your wounds are healing like there suppose to and that there is no infections or anything, you moron!"
"What's going on?" a voice from the door stopped both occupants of the room, as their head turned to see who it was. There standing by the door way was Spencer and Ian minus Bryan.
"About time you guys came. Now get me the hell out of here!" Dr. Stella turned to look at Tala with a death glare that the Russian blader returned with his own death glare. Both Ian and Spencer saw all the serious heat that was firing up the room that they just sweatdropped at the scene without saying anything.
Deciding to break up the tension. "Yea, about that well-"
"Well what?"
"Nothing! Is just that Mr. Dickenson was just having second thoughts on whether to let you go or not, that's all."
"WHAT! THAT OLD FART!" Tala yelled in anger that made Ian and everybody else in the room wince at the high pitch notes.
Meanwhile...
A couple of people at a certain dojo were just stating to wake up for the day. Daichi found himself alone in the room that he was sharing with three other members of the bladebreakers. Thinking nothing of it that much as if they just went to train ahead without him as usual. Getting dresssed up, he went to the kitchen to get something to meet, only to meet with a dose of yummy aromas coming from the kitchen. Walking in he was greeted with a stack of pancakes, waffles, eggs (both scrambled and sunny side up.), bacon, sausages and even toasts and sandwiches. Drooling at the very, very yummy site in front of him.
"So you finally woke up?" turning to see Max smiling at him as usual.
"Oh, Morning, Daisuke." "Morning dude." Turning to all of them, he greeted all of them 'morning' as well.
While eating, Max notices that someone was missing. "Hey, where's Tyson?"
This caught Daisuke who was busy stuffing food in his mouth and Chief, and even caused Ray to accidentaly drop a dish to the wooden floor.
"Come to think of it, I didn't see Tyson at all, he usually wakes up around this time." Kenny pondered to himself outloud.
"M-maybe, his still asleep." Ray suggested to the others a bit nervously.
Max caught on Ray's odd behavior, but he dismissed it to the back of his mind. "I know, I'll go see if Tyson's in his room, k" Max then stood up and went to go see his buddy. While walking down the long hall, out of nowhere he had a sudden feeling of uneasyness as if there was something wrong, but he couldn't put his finger to it at all. Looking around both his sides and at the rooms that he passed by, seeing that nothing was out of order or any indication of problem. Trying to shake off the feeling, but it seems that it would not leave him alone, after checking the last room, he was finally standing infront of Tyson's room.
"Ty? Tyson, you are you awake?" Max called at the otherside of the door as he gave it a light knock. Hearring no reply he tried to call the blunette once again, but still no response, Max slid the the door open and what he saw shocked him as it made him sick to the stomach. Feeling his body wanting to vomit at the sight before him.
His body feeling weak and numb as he tried to shut his mouth by putting a hand over it as he struggled to get across the room. The room reeked of blood scent and the air had a heavy aura of sex mixed with sweat, this made Max even more sick that he felt he was going to pass out but what really made him loose all control and hurled his guts out was the sight of his friend or what was used to be- no what was left of his friend. After making sure that he wouldn't hurl no mmore, he turned an unsteady glance at his friend and the wreckaged of his body, seeing the cuts and bruises as well that fact of hi covered mostly in blood. Gulping down a lump down his throat as he made to reach to his pale friend with a shaky hand, trying to feel for an pulse. His held his breathe as a nasty sick conclusion went right through his brain that hsi friend might be dead, but was soon dispersed when he felt a small and very low pulse. Releasing his held breathe he screamed at the top of his lungs. "RAY! DAICHI! CHEIF! CALL AN AMBULANCE! A DOCTOR ANYTHING!"
All three of them ran into the room but ended up backing away at the awful sight that was layed before them. After seeing the critical condition their friend is in they looked around the room.
"An ambulance along with a doctor will be coming soon, guys." Chief announced to everyone in the room.
"Who the heck did this?"
"Whoever it is must have one really sick mind, to pull this off." Max added on what Daichi said.
Ray was looking around the room trying to find any clues or anything to help them or even hint them on what really happened. Only finding a small piece of rope that was laying closely by the window. 'What the-' Immediately looking at the Still body, noticing the bruises and red marks around his friends wrist. As he tried to piece together what might had happened, a siren from a distance came closer till the vehicle parked infront of the dojo. Two people were carrying a stretcher while another man in a white coat rushed along with a medical bag in tow. Cheif lead the three men into the room, once inside they quickly attented to the injured boy. Max and the others watched as they check up on the kid and did other medical things with him. Once they were able to stable the boy for a bit, they lifted him on the stretcher and into the waiting ambulance before rushing to the nearest hospital. Max and Daichi came along with them as Ray and the Chief stayed to try to contact the others about the situation.
"Oh. Where is he then?"
"I believe master Kai is at the trainning center."
"Alright then, thanks." Kenny hung up the phone then went to inform Ray who was also trying to contact Tyosn's old man, but no luck with him as well.
"Did you get a hold of him?" Ray asked the Cheif without turning to the said boy.
"No. The butler thinks that Kai might be over at the trainning center."
"Let me leave a note for gramps then we'll go to the hospital."
"Demo, what about Kai?"
"Forget him."
"Whaa-"
"We don't have time to go looking for him, right now Tyson is more important than Kai."
Nodding in agreement they then locked up the place and left to head to the nearest hospital, where the rest of their team are. As they were racing to get there as soon as possible, Ray couldn't help but feel so guilty of what happened to his Tyson. 'Please Tyson, hang in there...I'll be there for you...I promise.' With that in mind, they continue to reach the hospital which soon they arrived at nearly record time, not stopping for breathe till they reached the waiting area where the others were, all looking either grim or worried and maybe even both. Taking a glance at the doors that were seperating him from Tyson, praying that whoever Gods that woudl listen to him, that Tyson would be alright. 'Tyson...'
Meanwhile...
In the other part of the hospital three Russian bladers were making their way to the lobby that was pretty close from the emergency room.
"Did Bryan say where he went?" The red head blader asked the rest of the team.
"No, not really. He didn't say, all he said way he was going to do something."
"I see, what time?"
"Pretty late. I think it was around 11:15 or something like that last night." Spencer spoke up. Not saying a word but giving a small nod of understanding to what his blode teammate had told him.
Making their way to the front desk to sign the release forms then its freedom for the crimson haired blader. Not noticing the group of people that were around the waiting area. As they exited they all decided to drop Tala's stuffs and head to the trainning center. After an hour or so, Bryan finally came through the entrance looking tired and exhausted.
"What's the matter with you? You look like someone ran over you." Tala spoke to him before any of the others could ask him the question.
"Nothing." Was all Bryan replied before he headed to where Ian and Spencer were standing, watching him as he came towards their way.
'That's odd. Kai looked the same way as he did and said nothing about it at all. What's going on?' Tala thought silently as he watched his silver-haired bleder walk away and to Kai who was just standing against the wall, arms crossed and even his eyes were closed as well. Deep in thought till a certain blunette haired bishi came into his mind, smiling so happily at him as those pair of cerulean orbs made eye contact with his, causing to forget about everything and decided to continue to practice again. 'No matter what Tyson, I'll always love you.' With that thought and the image of his love, he continued to battle adn improve his skills.
Back at the Hospital...
What seemed like forever tha light by the emergency room turned off and a doctor who was incharge of the operation walked out and headed their way. All of them watched the aproaching doctor coming their way with each passing step. Trying to compose of what's left of himself, grandpa Granger who had arrived sometime during those bloody hours walked up to the doctor and asked about Tyson's condition. The doctor held his face straight, working not to show any kind of emotion, which the old man caught a brief tiny hint of pity from those dark brown eyes before it completely disapeared. Placing a hand at the old man's shoulder as he continue to look at the man straight in the face.
"His fine but...his condition are not. It seems that when he was attacked, he was not only beaten but was also raped. Due to the late treatment it seems that he has conducted some kind of disease, but were not even sure if it is a disease since we have never seen anything like it before unless you would count a case of internal bleeding. His physical wounds would recover, but his emotional and mental condition, that I can't say for certain if he will heal. I'm sorry.You may see him if you want." Giving a small bow to the elderly, the doctor looked at the rest of them, a slight nod he left them to attend other patients.
Trying to hold his tears as he took in every bit of information about his grandson's condition, but was unable to as small droplets of tears came tumbling down from his cheeks. Wipping it with his sleeve he turned to the rest of them as he tried to make a fake smile that they would buy it, not wanting for them to know what their friend and fellow blader is really in.
"Okay dudes." He began. "The doctor says we can all see the little man, so let's go." Everyone agreed as they went quietly not in the mood to talk as they headed to the room their friend was currently in. Opening the door, what they saw made them so down and mixed with the aching pain in their chest at seeing thier friend nearly wrapped up liek a mummy with the bandages and the small computer things that were hooked at various parts of his body by cords with some of them attached with needles.
T.B.C...