Note: I don't own Beyblade or this song I'm using. It's Fly Like a Bird by Mariah Carey. It's on the Emancipation of Mimi CD. If you listen to this with music, you'll see why I picked this song.
Chapter 12: Fly Like a Bird
A girl was running in darkness. She had no idea where she was, but she felt she couldn't go back. She knew she couldn't go back. Her best friend had died, the only person who actually understood her. All she felt she could do now was run in the night, hoping for a light to find her.
Somehow I know that
there's a place up above
With no more hurt and struggling,
free of all atrocities and suffering
Because I feel the unconditional love
From one who cares enough for me
To erase all my burdens
And let me be free to
It was a week since the White Tiger tournament. Tyson beat Lee after a long battle (Tyson: for once! Lee: Yeah, yeah.). So now, Ray and Max arrived at the Granger house to find some happy moods before their next tournament, but, it was relatively quiet. When Ray and Max found Tyson, he and Gramps were sitting in prayer on two sides of a small altar. Tyson was praying peacefully while Gramps was in tears.
"She was a good dudette. So good in martial arts…"Gramps sobbed.
"Uh…don't mean to interrupt, but…" Max said.
"Oh, hey, Max." Tyson greeted his friend. "What's up?'
"Nothing. Just what are you…"
"Today is the day Mother died," Tyson answered as he turned back to the altar. The tone wasn't sad, but it wasn't happy either. It was kind of like "oh well". Ray looked around.
"Hey, where's Tysa? Shouldn't she be here as well?" he asked. Tyson thought.
"She went for a walk this morning, I think. She should be back soon."
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need you now, Lord
Carry me high
Don't let the world break me tonight
I need the strength of You by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray You'll come and carry me home.
Later that day, during practice, Tysa was still nowhere to be found.
"Tyson, shouldn't you be worried?" Hilary asked, "Hasn't Tysa been gone for a while?" Tyson shrugged.
"She's tough. She's probably coming home right now." He said evenly, although everyone, including him and Kai, were worried.
"Maybe we should go look for her, you guys." Ray suggested.
"Yeah, let's go. Tysa could be in trouble." Max agreed.
"Alright, then. Let's go!" Tyson declared, even though everyone had already left. "Uh…hey, you guys! Wait up! She's my sister!" By the time it was six, Tysa still wasn't to be found.
Can we recover
Will the world ever be
A place of peace and harmony
With no war and with no brutality
If we loved each other
We would find victory
But in this harsh reality
Sometimes I'm so despondent
That I feel the need to
Tysa awoke from a seemingly long nap. She had been taking a walk to get rid of her depression, the walk became punches and kicks of frustration, and that quickly turned into a peaceful unconscious. She looked up at the sky. She'd been out practically half the day. Her friends were probably worried. She thought wistfully. It had been a while since she was ever been able to use the word friend. At the dojo, the boys were scared of her and the few girls that were there were always mad at her for some reason she couldn't understand. She tried to get up, but two pains had struck her. Tysa couldn't move either of her legs, and there was a constant pain on her back. It was a waxing moon, close to a full moon. Tysa sighed. She would always receive these back pains close to any full moon. Now she was immobile, at least, until someone found her.
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need you now, Lord
Carry me high
Don't let the world break me tonight
I need the strength of You bu my side
Sometimes this life can me so cold
I pray You'll come and carry me home
Tysa sighed and looked at the ground. There were trees all around her and no clearing. How did she get here? She tried moving her legs again, but there was no use. Would she be stuck here?
"Tysa! Tysa!" Tysa looked up in a start.
"Ray!"
"Tysa! Where are you!"
"I'm over here! I can't move!"
"I'll be right there!" Tysa heard the rustling of leaves and grass, and quickly saw Ray's worried and relived face.
"Are you ok?" he asked. Tysa nodded.
"I can't move my legs though." Ray kneeled down.
"Why did you come here?" he asked, "It's the day your mother died. You shouldn't make everyone worry like that."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stay out of late…It's just, I was training…then I woke up like this." Ray nodded.
"How'd you're legs get hurt?" he asked. Tysa face turned to a side angle as she flashed a pout and annoyed eyes.
"If I knew, I wouldn't have stayed here." The only reason she ran out was because she didn't want to remember her mother's death. She wanted to remember the happy times, which were mainly in the woods, than think about her on her death bed. She felt some tears coming to her eyes from the memories, but forced them back, except one. At this point, Tysa figured that Ray would've laughed mockingly, even if he wasn't like that. Tysa hated to be considered weak, and at this point, she could. Tysa prepared for the mocking. Instead, though, Ray pulled Tysa in a tight hug.
Keep your head to the sky
With God's love, you'll survive.
"If you need to cry…it's ok. I won't tell. It's ok to cry….for someone you love." Ray told her gently. Tysa felt the tears come piling to her eyes until she couldn't hold them anymore. She gently cried into Ray's shirt.
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need you now, Lord
Carry me high
Don't let the world break me tonight
I need the strength of you by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray You'll come and carry me home
When Tysa felt she was done crying, Ray gently pulled her away. Tysa expected for him to let go, but instead, Ray pulled her close to him again, and his lips met hers.
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Tysa was at first surprised. No boy(or being, for that matter) had ever showed this sort of affection to her before. Instead of pushing him away, as she would of done with any boy that was too close, she decided, just this once, to accept and enjoy it.
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me higher, higher, higher
Carry me home…
After what seemed like a long, enjoyable, forever, Ray separated from Tysa.
"Um…" he seemed slightly red, "We should get back. The others are worried, too." Tysa nodded in agreement, but also turned a small shade of red. She still couldn't move, so Ray picked her up and carried her home.
Tysa got out of the shower in a good mood. She always thought she would never have a first kiss, but apparently, Ray had proved her wrong. Tysa sighed pleasantly as she started to put on her pajamas—a t-shirt and boxer shorts. But, then, Tysa noticed that the t-shirt was coming on funny. After several forced attempts, Tysa angrily checked the mirror. As soon as she saw the problem, her eyes widened and a small, but quiet, squeak escaped her mouth. It wasn't just her heart fluttering when Ray kissed her…
I suppose this is the thing you've been telling me about, Mother.
Chapter 12! For some reason...I don't think this is a good chapter. I mean, I think it's good but...I dunno. Guess i feel insecure about this chapter for some reason. Even still R&R. And if you know what Tysa's current problem is, then you're a very exceptional reader. Here's a hint if you're not an exceptional reader: It's the same reason why Tysa's eyes turn silver.
Mizuki Sakura