Inspired by Poets Of The Fall's song "Carnival of Rust". Really kinda stream of conciousness. I just went with what my fingers were spewing out. Hope people at least find it interesting.
Disclaimer: Neither the song that inspired this nor Beyblade and its characters are mine.
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The rain kept pouring down, the way it had been for days now. It wasn't a surprise that sewers all over the city were flooded and once beautiful gardens were washing down the street along with litter from every fast food chain imaginable. Most people had given up and locked themselves inside with bright lights on everywhere, the heat up and a movie or documentary about dry, arid areas on the television.
Rei was not most people however. He was standing in the middle of his washed away garden with arms in the air, face turned up to the water dripping down on his face in a steady rhythm of warm wetness. This was the third day in a room he'd done this; standing as if worshiping the rain.
It wasn't that however. The rain was the only place he could cry and not let others see his tears. The salty liquid mixed and got lost in the tears of the angels on high. Whenever the rains came, his tears came and he'd spend hours outside in it, relieving himself of the pain that had built up in his soul between the dreary, wet days.
Today's release was the same as the past several rainstorms. They had to do with his lover and just how crazy he drove him. Not the good crazy either. The bad crazy that made him want to slam his head against walls in frustration, to trail his hair out in anger, to just curl up and cry for hours in despair. At the same time, it was a good crazy, or at least a sensual one. One that made him shake with lust and other carnal desires, to just be touched or slammed into a wall and taken forcefully. All these things drove him to tears but never drove him away.
After all, these crying sessions in the rain always drained his angst away and left another feeling with in him. His sadness washed away, he began to sway as if dancing to a song that only he could hear. He began to hum after a few minutes, golden eyes hidden by his closed eyelids, continuing to move like an erotic snake.
His eyes soon snapped open and he turned his eyes on the home he shared with his mate, looking up to the bedroom window where he could feel a gaze focused on him. His partner always watched him in the rain, likely always wondering what was going on out there. Smiling slightly, more of a smirk than anything else, Rei turned from his apparent rain-worship and went back into the house, his voice softly echoing through the house as he called for his lover.
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I left who he was calling out on purpose. Rei's lover can be anyone you think it is. Heck, tell me who you think/like it to be. Three guesses who I was thinking.