Love The Way You Lie; Chapter 16. Unpredictable Situations In Russia.
One minute he's a good boy and the next he's just being an arsehole. What goes on inside that head of his? – So many thoughts echoed themselves in Pearl's confused head as she sat herself down on the plane to Russia, which really was a long and uncomfortable journey. Each member had their own little compartment provided with a small bed and space, but they all met near the back in Tyson's area.
Nobody really knew what to say, especially since Kai had already taken another mouthful from his team for taking the opportunity to go to the hospital when he doesn't really 'care.' Well, that's what they thought anyways. The atmosphere was so unbearable and nobody found the voice to destroy it.
But after about an hour of silence, the deputy team champion did what he did best, open his big mouth. "How about a game to pass the time? I brought my game boy?" Tyson announced and pulled it out from his bag of essential goods. "I brought Sonic, Mario…." He began to read out the selection of games he had on him.
"Wow. I forgot those things existed." Kenny mumbled. "Tyson, why haven't you brought the Nintendo Ds?"
Relief ran through Hilary and Rei's figure as the long silence had come to an end. A smile glued to the ex-white Tigers lips as he shifted closed to the champion. "I fancy a game of Sonic." He joined in and glanced his caramel eyes over the broad Japanese's males shoulder brightly.
Meanwhile, standing in her area as it became painful to sit up straight, the blonde American leaned against the compartment wall and clenched her eyes tightly, as the swollen area on her body really was becoming dreadful, not to mention a pain in the backside. It would throb so devilishly. But she soon took her mind off that when she felt the vibration from her phone in her jeans pocket.
When she checked out who it was, it turned out to be the one person she didn't really want to talk to right now. Kai. -.- Urgh. What the Liberty holder also found even more irritating, was the fact he didn't just approach her and speak that way. Was this another one of his games?
Judging by her face, she'd read the text – The lone-wolf grinned to himself, noticing in the corner of his fiery crimson eyes that the newbie had immediately lifted her head back up and looked over into his direction with such a shocked look written all over her pale face. This made his chest tighten and his pride run wild with nerves. Would she tell the team or would she keep her mouth shut this time? – Either way, its like he didn't care this time and he's learnt to deal with it, but ever since a young age, that's what he has been trained to do, hide his emotions to avoid weakness.
For once it wasn't about the mind games or the idea of 'love.' It was about his career and this was important to him. Its what he was built to do, he knew it. Now was the time to focus on wasting Tyson and claiming what was rightfully his. That championship title.
That bastard – Pearl was so tempted to limp across this plane to his compartment down at the front of the plane, just to give him a piece of her mind. But instead, she clicked on to the fact Kai knew this girl couldn't move that well. So she text him back.
'You selfish twat. I hope you realise that if you decide to do that. I will make sure Tyson doesn't go 50 yards near you in that beyblade dome.'
He didn't think of that one now did he? – She grinned to herself and refused to look his direction. It felt so good to have so much influence in what was going on, especially now her and Tyson were pretty tight, she hoped. But that didn't mean this girl wasn't in for the same thing, defeating him to steal his title. It would make her brother proud and shut Kai up once and for all – That's all that mattered.
Men weren't doing well for her right now, they kept disappearing without a good enough reason. But she stumbled back into his life unexpectedly, wishing she'd just continued with the other team to slaughter these guys in the tournament finals. Without a doubt were her previous team better. Yet, that was another fear of hers, were her team good enough to qualify for the championships? None of her friends had contacted her since she left and all of them would give their left arm to beyblade her. Shit…
Knowing they were going up against the Blitzkrieg Boys with Ian's return, yet the possibility of another, it made Pearl so nervous, especially when she was injured for this match and couldn't really do much. Two weeks in Russia was enough time for her to heal yet another week in the next location, she should be back to normal, says the doctor.
'How is an injured woman going to hold back an annoyed Granger?'
Oh he's definitely planning these footsteps, no wonder he wanted me and his ex to beyblade. – Water slowly filled her chestnut brown eyes and her muscles went numb. There is no way in hell am I going to let him ruin me and this team – The blonde decided to keep her mouth shut about this movement and began planning her own little movements, trying to keep one step ahead. It was the only thing she could do; he'd clearly made up his mind.
'You are an asshole Kai.'
The texting game had finished and Pearl struggled to lay herself down on her bed quietly, slightly cringing and grunting in pain, but she did it. It was so hard to hold back those painful and warm tears, but the strong ambitious young woman just closed her eyes, to slowly drown in her thoughts to sleep.
The journey to the Russian hotel was a nightmare, especially as this time of year in Russia it was really hot here. This broke the stereotype of this country being so cold hearted – Which reminded Pearl of the person who also originated from here. But after unpacking, she was now sharing a room with Tyson and Max; she'd switched around to get away from the bluenette for two minutes.
The rooms were comfortable, double beds for each person. It was amusing to watch the blond American male and the Japanese male sigh at the idea of sharing a bed with eachother because the female American was in the room. But eventually, they all sat down and rested, to recover from the long jet-lag that was appearing in their figures.
"These guys better put up a good fight this year." Tyson mumbled with his panda eyes looking so heavy, laying down on the double bed. "I have never hated such a long journey."
"It will be worth it Tyson. Don't you worry." Pearl mumbled and closed the wardrobe door for now, before pushing her suitcase and empty bags under her bed. It was so hard to keep secrets from these guys, but she didn't want to be the one to see the sad faces appear. What if he didn't mean it though? And what if she told everyone, to only then make herself look an idiot. Its not fair. "But we'll waste them."
"We'll always win the tournament until we retire." Max stuck up his thumb. "Because were a tight group of friends."
"Yea I hope so." Pearl winked back. "I am going out now."
"But your on crutches and the doctor said rest." Tyson exclaimed and rolled over the bed to pick up her crutches and hold them out to her in a helpful manner. "Don't you look at me like that. You need to rest for the next match sets."
"Pft." Pearl snickered. "I will be fine, it will do me good."
Walking out onto the Russian streets, she was eager to get to know the surroundings of this area. Moscow looked so beautiful, with those stunning buildings and religious items scattered around the environment. This is when Pearl realised, she really had to act like a lady now, no more swearing, no more cussing and be respectable. She picked up a dictionary from the local shop, to only get her head so stuck into the book that she ended up barging into locals by accident, to then pause and yelp in pain for a moment, before carrying on, walking straight across roads (then running for her life when she realised) and even following a map to explore the place. She did her best to ignore the bruised muscles in her stomach, but she was fighting like a Goddess to keep moving and fit.
Realising she could take a short cut through a local alleyway, Pearl fearlessly strolled through the darkness to only find herself bumping into a sight she never thought she'd see. An Hiwatari being grabbed by a purple haired man, who looked like he was homeless and diseased. Now do I turn around and do a runner and leave him? Or do I do what feels right and jump the man? Hmmm.
"You have ruined me! And I will have my vengeance right here Kai."
The skinny pale male then pressed a knife up against his neck flesh forcefully, demonstrating this was not a joke. This man had always invaded Kai's dreams, transforming them into his childhood nightmares. Except of course, Pearl didn't know this, he'd never opened up about it.
"Will you fuck." The Russian bluenette spat at him and began struggling out his grip, to only then gasp in pain as the knife began tarring through the white thick scarf, and prodded against his neck flesh, bleeding slightly. "Uh!"
Despite her common sense telling her to run for the hills and ditch him, giving him karma for everything he'd done to her, like when he ditched her last year without a good enough excuse. This was a clear opportunity to give him a taste of what everything felt like.
But when his water dwelled eyes glanced into her direction, Pearl's knees went weak and her temper flared up quickly inside her petite hour glass figure. Not only was his eyes asking for assistance, but he was counting on her. For the first time ever, she'd witnessed him looking so full with fear. It was heart breaking. She swallowed hard and closed her eyes for a moment.
Eventually her body went into panic and relied on reactions, resulting in her just charging at the homeless man, to then jump on his back and latch onto him tightly. "Get off him!" She demanded and began to pound her fist against his head viciously, really not in control of herself as her view was all red.
"What on Earth?" The old man released Kai as he then collapsed down onto the ground, allowing the knife to slide along the dirty alley floor further on. "Get off me you brat!"
Blinking to register what just happened, the Bladebreaker leader shuck off the shock and regained his cool. He reached out to the blonde and grab her violent act off him quickly. Before then stepping closer to the old man and kicking him in the face carelessly. Blood flew from his dry mouth and sprayed across the floor and on Kai's shoe.
"What is that all about?!" Pearl screamed and grabbed his hand to restrain him from really kicking the living day out the old man. "Leave him, you don't know where he's been!"
"Oh I do know where he's been." Kai snapped back and snatched his hand free. "Lets go."
He then pushed up his scarf to cover the wound on his neck and began to exit the alleyway with the blonde marching off in front of him. They both were pale and both couldn't wait to get away from this area of Moscow. The City centre looked so stunning, but the dark areas were so traumatising.
Eventually they stopped at a bridge, with a nearby flowing river, both of them sat on the bank with a drink of their choice in their hands, trying to calm down. Pearl sipped her coca-cola once and then placed the lid back on the red fizzy drink. "Is there something you want to tell me? Why does that man know your name? And why were you in that alleyway in the first place?" She asked, keeping her eyes fixed on the flowing river, admiring the sunlights rays and her wobbly reflection.
Kai then rinsed off his shoe and placed it back onto his foot. "Why does it matter?" He replied dryly, sounding too stubborn to admit the real reason. He shifted back next to her and rubbed his forehead with his right hand.
"Because that man clearly knew you and he looked serious about wanting to take your life. Its scary Kai."
Hearing the shaken up tone in her voice made his heart skip a beat, whilst his body tensed like a frightened cat. "I'm surprised you don't recognise him. Some Beyblade fan you are." Kai rolled his crimson eyes uneasily and slowly shifted his hand to hold onto hers, trying his best to calm the girl down before she really had a break down. And this Bladebreaker knew, when she had a break down, she let the whole world know.
"Some beyblade fan I am?! WILL YOU PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIO…"
"Don't make a scene." Kai interrupted and tugged her hand sharply to shut her up. "Don't you ever think before you speak?"
A breathless gasp escaped Pearl's peached lips and her jaw slightly widened. How dare he! Until a few heart beats later, she shifted her chestnut twinkling brown eyes down to the ground, to finally register her body was no longer numb. His touch was so soothing and reliving, reminding her of the days, when nobody was around and it was just those two, training then making out in the sunsets on hilltops.
Kai sighed heavily and began to spill the beans. "I was looking for you to ask about training together again. I recognised the alleyway was a shortcut into the City Centre because I knew you were shopping." He paused to realise what was in her hands. A map and dictionary. Oh God, she's trying to look intelligent – He rolled his eyes with embarrassment and continued. "But I ran into Boris. Me and him haven't been on good terms since I was 14." Kai then slowly cracked a weak insecure smirk.
Now coming 18, the youthful male then raised an eyebrow and turned his full attention back to the blonde, who he still cared about despite all their fights and games. She just sat there so quiet, for the first time in a long time, taking this very seriously. "Oh man. If that man would have hurt you, I'd have picked up that knife and…." Pearl cut herself off, unable to speak with her tongue going numb.
It was a lot to take in and it was so difficult to understand what she witnessed was real. But she was willing to move on when she slowly held his hand back in return, feeling stronger than ever. "I know you would have. Yet so would I if he'd have grabbed you." He answered and felt his cheeks flare a burning sensation. He was blushing, yet, so was she. It relit a feeling inside him he hadn't experienced for a long time, the butterflies in his toned stomach, the muscles melting and the craving of wanting to make sweet sweet love. It was all coming back to him. The thought of knowing this girl almost put her life on the line for him, made him feel so loved for once.
"As if." Pearl then finally smoothed out the atmosphere with a cheeky and playful laugh. "How is your neck anyways? Can I look?"
"Its fine and no, because if anyone sees, its going in the papers." Kai answered a little more softer than usual. Yet he still focuses his attention back on to his real intentions of looking for the girl. "So, what do you say to training again?"
Noticing this was like déjà vu, Pearl realised she said 'No' to everything he said and he still went ahead to do what he wanted anyways, a real bad and rebellious boy. So in spite, she thought it was time to turn the tables. The American blonde turned around to her right to face him properly, despite him still facing the river.
"Huh?" Kai's crimson eyes widened when he felt the warm summer breeze brush against his open small wound. "You bitch."
"Shhh." Pearl smirked and brushed her finger over all the smudged blood. "I wonder how lucky you got with that."
"Will you pack it in!" Kai snapped and slapped her hand away, to quickly place his scarf back into place. "No wonder you hurt yourself in that match."
"That wasn't my fault. It was yours for bringing that slut here."
"Here we go…"
"Oh yea, I wanted to give you this for that text you sent me earlier." The injured woman then slapped her free hand around his cheek, adding a smudge of blue facepaint onto her finger tips. "Don't you even think, of leaving this team just to wipe Tyson off the map then run off with the title. They care about you and would beyblade you any time in a dome if you asked like a big boy!"
Forgetting about the pain on his neck, the burning blush on his cheeks then transformed into a sting. "You didn't…." Kai growled, not impressed with their sudden mood swings and change in the atmosphere. "Who do you think you are?! Standing in the way of my career!" The very reason he ended their relationship last year.
"As for the question to beyblade together, I will! But you can only train with me, if you don't leave us!"
"What? So you can hog the title for yourself?"
"No! So we can get better then attack him when he least's expect it." Pearl then sat herself over his straight legs, making sure she got his attention properly, wanting to be convinced he wont leave if they stick together. "But even if you do start training with me again. What do promises mean to you? Nothing! I have seen it for myself."
Gazing his crimson eyes into hers, he hissed impatiently and tried to shift his legs free from lap over him. "Fine! But you better let me have my moment when the time comes." Kai snapped and paused when he heard the sound of something click in the young girls hip.
"Fuck!"
"Oh this is just perfect." He snapped, watching Pearl instantly break down crying and curl up. He took a deep breath to regain his cool before attending to her. "The guys told me you refused to come out with your crutches, that's another reason I came after you."
It was obvious she hadn't broken nothing, as when Kai got up onto his feet, he assisted her onto her feet, by wrapping her arm around his neck to gently with his strength, pull her up. "So your trying to tell me that they sent you after me?" The blonde whimpered, trying to stop crying like a child.
"Yea I guess so." He again smirked and wrapped his other hand around her hour-glass waist. "Now lets get this over with quick back to the hotel. If you don't walk, I will drag you."
"And I will tell the guys on you." Pearl grabbed hold of him tightly. "Then they'll shout at you."
"Oh you are loving this ain't you." Kai snapped and huffed at the sound of her laughing faintly with the tears still flowing down her blushing cheeks.
"I don't now, I still think I love you more sometimes." Pearl answered and moved her feet in time with his slowly. "And if you do leave this team when you've just gave me your word, I will find you Kai and I will bring that homeless man with me."
"Oh shut up." He paused, when he recognised a familiar facial item pressed against his warm cheeks. Her soft lips.