Hello everybody and welcome to chapter four of Secrets. I must say I got some absolutely wonderful reviews quite shortly after I posted the previous chapter. Man, I am so hyper today. That should be a warning, 'cause when I am hyper, anything can happen. Well, I guess I better stop talking and start the chapter. Below is the disclaimer, review replies, and then, of course, the chapter. Oh yeah, and one more thing, I decided that the bit-beasts can talk to their owners now. Figured I'd let you know before I make Tyson start talking to Dragoon.
Disclaimer: There is a reason wishes, hopes, and dreams are called wishes, hopes, and dreams. : )
Sacrifice of an Angel: I thought it was quite a good cliffy myself if you don't mind me saying so. Don't worry about Tyson because Kai shall rescue him.
NKingy: Tyson will be...whatever I decide to make him in this chapter. LOL. Thanks for the review and hope you like this chapter.
iamkagomeiloveinuyasha: Here is that update. Now live, my dear reviewer, and read! (gives evil laugh)
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Chapter 4: Healing Wounds, Not Memories
Recap: "Tyson!" he heard someone shout, but it felt like he was underwater in a cave. It sounded like a foreign, distant call; an echo.
All he could remember before passing out was staring up at the sky and realizing that it was the most beautiful, pure thing in the world that he had ever seen. For one heartfelt moment, he wished nothing more than to become one with the azure field; to embrace it's untainted glory. The wind roared in his ears, and then there was silence.
Tyson groaned and stirred in his bed. Outside, the sky was dark and dotted with stars. Almost seven hours had passed since he had fallen unconscious at the doorway of the dojo. He came to, but left his eyes shut. He didn't want to get up just yet.
He lay there, on the bed, comforted by the darkness and he breathed with easiness. 'I don't...feel any pain. Weird.' he thought.
Suddenly a pulsing blue glow erupted from his pocket and out of his beyblade came a magnificent silver and blue dragon.
'D-dragoon?' Tyson spoke in awe.
'Tyson.' he heard a friendly rumble in return.
'Tyson, you are injured. You're friends are worried, as well as myself. What will you do?' the bit-beast's voice seemed to bounce around Tyson, so it seemed like it was coming from all directions. It confused the dark-eyed teenager.
'I don't know yet, but I will think of something. Why are you speaking to me now?'
'I was there with you, Tyson, when your father came. I travel with you wherever you decide to go. You are my master.'
Tyson blinked disgustedly at the word.
'Master makes me feel like some kind of...slave-keeper.' he decided. 'I do not wish to be referred to as "Master" any longer. Could we settle on "Friend" instead?'
'If that is how you feel, then so it shall be, Friend. Would you like me to heal your wounds?' the great dragon asked.
'Heal...my injuries. My bruises and cuts?'
'Yes, Friend. I have Healed others before. My skills are not great, but they will take away the better part of your pain.'
Tyson lay deep in thought, considering this for a moment. To have Dragoon heal the painful bruises from his father. 'Father' he thought bitterly and he tasted the bile that rose to his throat as he thought of that man. It made him sick just knowing that he was even related to the hateful
man.
He felt Dragoon place one clawed hand gently on his shoulder. The silver and blue dragon squeezed it lightly, giving Tyson courage and support.
'If I allowed Dragoon to heal me, I won't have anymore marks on my skin. I wouldn't have to hide them. They would stop asking me questions...But even if he did, nothing can take away the memories, and nothing can take away the emotional pain.'
He lay in the darkness, trying to consider his decision, but his mind kept slipping back to the night at the bridge. He shook his head and winced. It was like he was back there again. He felt every punch...tasted the dirt being forced into his mouth...gasped in pain as his father kicked him over and over until his skin blackened with bruises.
Suddenly, Tyson screamed as he felt a shooting pain in his right arm, near the swollen elbow joint. A hot burning liquid coursed through his veins with every beat of his heart. He saw double, and he lost his breath as his pulse sky-rocketed, and then it was over.
'Ahhh!' he yelled, after he had finally caught his breath again.
'What-what was that?' Tyson asked, still panting slightly.
'Tyson, in order for me to heal you, I must give you some of my blood from a fresh wound. It has a component in it that reacts with your own DNA and speeds up the recovery process.' the dragon explained patiently and showed his wielder a small nick on his body that was still oozing dark red fluid onto glittering scales.
'Dragoon...You should have told me that!' Tyson exclaimed loudly. 'You don't need to hurt yourself to help me.'
'It is time for you to wake up.' Dragoon said gently, and in a flash of bluish light, he dematerialized back into the beyblade.
Tyson opened his eyes and moved his head to stare out the window. Outside the sky was already dark and dotted with tons of stars. He let out a small sigh as he stared out into the vast space. He had been unconscious all day, since early in the morning.
He sat up, and was surprised that he felt such little pain. It seemed nothing more than a small jarring sensation after one trips and falls.
Slowly he pulled up his sleeves to reveal perfect, unmarred skin, except for a small nick on his right arm, the same one that had been cruelly and harshly twisted behind his back. Other than that, not a single trace remained to show that his father had ever hit him at all.
He stood up and stretched lightly, walking to his door. He pushed it open quietly and stepped out into the refreshing breeze of the night. It blew cooly across his forehead, swaying his hair across his forehead.
Watching the thousands of shimmering diamonds in the night, he came to feel a presence beside him. He didn't bother looking, knowing who it would be for some strange reason.
"Tyson, what happened to you?" Kai's solemn voice broke through the calm. The dual-haired teen rested his arms on the railing in a fashion similar to Tyson's. It was almost eerie to see him so relaxed in the same area as one of his teammates.
It was a while before Tyson came to reply. "Nothing." He said, letting the lie slide between his teeth as easily as if it were ice cream.
"You're lying." Kai replied airily.
"Prove it." Tyson shot back, a little surprised at his own tenacity. More than anything, he wanted to believe his own words when he said that nothing had happened.
Kai held in a frustrated growl, although for what reasons exactly, he didn't know. Maybe it had something to do with the warm feeling he got in his gut whenever he was around Tyson. 'I don't understand why I feel this way, especially when I'm around Tyson. Why? It isn't like I like him or anything. I'm not gay, even though I am not interested in girls. Way too much trouble' Kai thought.
The silent team member brooded about his emotions, letting Tyson's recent strange behavior fade into the back of his mind.
"Whatever it is, Tyson, don't let it affect your performance. We still have practice. There is talk of another beyblade tournament soon." Kai said, his cold collective face back.
He turned and left, but not before Tyson looked at him and saw something almost warm and tender reflecting in his crimson eyes.
Tyson stayed outside until the first streaks of light crossed the sky in the distance. After that, the exhausted teen returned to his room and fell asleep quite soundly. When he woke up again, it was 7:30 in the morning.
Yawning, he stretched and padded down to the kitchen, his bare feet thumping on the smooth wooden floor.
"Hey Tyson. How are you feeling?" Max asked from his place at the table.
"Better. All I needed was some sleep, I guess." he replied, grabbing a box of cocoa puffs and a bowl.
He grabbed the milk, which was already on the counter, and poured it on top of his cereal.
"Here's a spoon, Ty. Sit down next to me." The blonde teen scooted a chair out from underneath the table to make some room for his companion.
Tyson thanked him and sat down to eat. He finished quickly and ran upstairs to get showered and dressed. He did this quickly as well, not taking time to dry off before slipping on a pair of gray running shorts and a plain white t-shirt.He put a towel to his head and rubbed his hair as dry as he could.
He scanned his room critically, searching for his beyblade. "I suppose I should clean this place up first or I won't be able to find anything." he said out loud with a bemused chuckle.
He leaned back, stretching until he heard a faint pop. "Ah, that's better." he said, and began to straighten his room up. He moved around his room, occasionally picking something up or throwing dirty clothes into the laundry hamper.
Spotting his beyblade under the bed as he fixed the bedcovers, he grinned sheepishly to himself and picked it up. He was about to put it in his pocket when he felt the cool metal heat up in his hand.
'Dragoon?' Tyson asked
' Tyson. How are you feeling?' Dragoon asked in a low, rumbling voice.
'All of the bruises are gone, and there is only a little bit of stiffness. Thank you Dragoon.'
' Tyson. I can tell that you are in a rush. I know more than anything that you want to avoid thinking about what happened between you and your father. Please, be careful.'
' I will, Dragoon, I will.' Tyson reassured his bit-beast.
"Tyson! Kai is here and we're leaving for the track! Let's go!" Rei called up the stairs to him.
Tyson smiled inside and carefully pocketed his beyblade before running down the stairs to catch up with his fellow team-mates.
Ha, I finally finished this. This chapter is longer then I intended, but I couldn't really find a good place to cut it off at. Phew, what a day. Oh, and about the language that Tyson and Dragoon use when they talk to each other, there's an explanation as to why it sounds kind of...old. It's because the bit-beasts have been around for like ages, so I figured that a change in the dialogue was needed. Anyways, hoped you like it, and there will be another update soon.