Hmm.I'm in the mood for a little one shot, how about you? ^.^ A few warnings beforehand, however: This is yaoi, and the pairing will be Tala/Kai, so if you don't like.so sorry. It's going to be a little dark, but not too bad, so you shouldn't really worry. That's all! Read on and enjoy!

Kai's POV

I can't hear a thing. Even as I sit here, surrounded by thousands of cheering fans, all screaming at the top of their lungs, wishing their favorite team on, I don't hear a thing. Everything is absolutely silent for me, I'm too lost in my own thoughts and memories to even recognize my surroundings.

Kenny's saying something to me now, about how I should be wishing Tyson luck in the final match; how this is the match that will determine everything and I should be showing my teammate some support, but I can't. I don't want him to win.

It seems feels so unnatural to have you sitting on the opposite side of the stadium from me, on the side of our opponents; of our enemies. I can see you so clearly, trying to act calm and confident, even when you have so much riding on this final battle. The outcome of this battle will do more than just determine who will be the next world champion; it will determine our entire future.

I shift uncomfortably in my seat as you step up to the dish. I can see it all written there on your face. You're ready to put everything you have into this battle; ready to give it your all. Right now it doesn't matter if Tyson gets hurt in the process, just so long as you walk away the victor. I saw the ruthlessness behind, when you told Bryan to do anything, even try and kill Rei, to ensure a win. I don't know if you told him the reason why you're so desperate, but he followed your orders well; and still he lost.

I shiver at the memory of that battle. I didn't know how obsessed you were Tala, but somehow I don't mind it at all. There's a burning pain on my right shoulder as I moved the wrong way and put pressure on the wrong spot. Involuntarily, I move my hand to the pained area, feeling the sensitive cuts that spell out your name in my skin.

You put that there only last night, and yet it feels like so long ago.

I remember looking for you. I searched for a while before I found you in the maze of hallways that twist through the abbey. I wanted to tell you before anyone else did. I had to tell you myself; that I was going to be leaving, and that I would be returning to my old team.

You were so angry with me at first. You couldn't believe that I was going to be leaving again, after I had finally come back. 'We are your team.' You had argued. 'You can't be serious about leaving again.' But I was, and it was so hard for me to tell you that, to watch how hurt you looked when I confirmed my departure.

That anger quickly turned to sadness. It wasn't that you didn't want me to leave the team; it was that you didn't want me to leave you. Biovolt doesn't matter to you; all you want is to have me there with you. That's all you care about.

With every word you said to try and protest me leaving, the feeling that I had made a horrible mistake grew stronger. I didn't want to leave you, I really didn't. It's true that I do want to escape Biovolt, but if I could have run away and taken you with me, I would have.

But it's too late. I've already made my decision and now there's no going back. I have to leave with my choice. But how could I leave the abbey behind, without leaving you?

I remember how quickly I made my next choice, how spontaneously I made the decision.

-'Make me yours Tala, before it's too late.' -

And you did. You had no protest against claiming me as your own before I left. I surrendered myself to you, because that's what I wanted. You took me, then carved your name into my back as a warning to everyone, that I belonged to you and you alone.

And I do.

Afterwards I lay there, with my heart still hammering and regret over choosing to leave the abbey filling every part of my mind. What had I been thinking? I didn't want to leave. This is where I belonged. But it was too late. I can't take it all back. I betrayed Boris and Biovolt, and I have to live with belong a traitor.

Or perhaps I don't.

- 'Tala, I want you to place a bet on the upcoming match.'

'What?'

'Bet me. Bet my freedom. When you win, I can give myself back to you, and nobody will be able to say otherwise. Announce your claim to me to the entire world.' -

And you did. Tyson told me about it before the match. If you win, I go back to the abbey, back to you, where I belong. But if you lose.

You won't lose, I know you won't. Before the match even started, you found me in the stadium, and took me aside to remind me.

-'You're mine, Kai. Nobody else's, mine.' -

I know that. You've already claimed me, and I'm fine with that. I belong to you. Now all I have to do is sit back and wait for you to win me back.

Kind of strange, but I figured I'd get it out before it festered in my brain and interfered with my other stories. ^.^ Leave a review, pretty please!