CHAPTER - 4~ Feelings and Perceptions
A blonde haired beyblader was feeling dreary and sad. He ambled towards the river where his team, G revolutions, usually accustomed to practice. He laid his head on the tender turf. It was hard for someone to think that a cheerful boy like Max Tate would be unhappy, isolated and outcasted, not that he didn't have his friends to share his feelings and thoughts but they really wouldn't understand him that better as he actually wanted someone to be more console and remembered his friends beside his former teammates to. Alan.
Where he would be now, I wonder… It's been almost three years since I met him in the championships when he had befriended Dr K for some sort of rock. He turned evil and I almost lost to him but thanks to draceil, I won the battle. I deserved that, I guess. He was good as a friend, but I really don't find him worth to confide in. Since then, god knows how he is. He didn't even made contact to me. I guess I should try to contact him through mom.
His thoughts shifted from here to there. He could hear the soft backwash and billows of the sea waves, the twilight that was coming, pinkish orange sky whose magnificent colors seemed to soothe his mind and comfort his fatigued heart.
He closed his eyes appearing calm as much as that of sea. Max was always the cheer of the team, no matter what happened, he assured that everything will be alright, and now, he had no one to be with him, everyone seemed to be busy in their own much matters. His mind suddenly formed an image of a blue haired beyblader.
Mariam, where would be she now. She was one of them; I really had a great battle with. She is worth remembering. The last time we talked was months ago and now I am really missing her. I hope I could perhaps prove a true friend, worth confiding. I miss you very much, my Mariam, I hope you remember me.
He opened his eyes and realized that it was getting dark, he should rush to dojo fast, and others might be worried. He stood up, sprinting way to home.
Everyone were at the dojo, it was rather late. Actually they, minus Kai, met at the gateway who was already fast asleep.
"Oh! We meet here together!" Ray said with tedious state, yet, a bit surprised of their same returning time.
"Yeah Ray! How was your day?"
The navy haired, Chinese and blonde beybladers looked at each other in their tired, yet chirpy smiles
"Good!"
"Tyson, how was your day? Did you find Hilary?
At the mention of Hilary, Tyson felt the blood rush to his cheeks slightly and his jaw dropped a bit, wondering what to say.
"I had a good day, Max. How was yours?"
"I -"
He was cut off when he heard grandpa calling them to get in. They smiled at each other and moved in.
They ate their dinner and went to sleep since they had their day, tired and isolated.
Tyson aroused early, six in the morning, to take a fresh walk and admire the nature from his heart. He was deep in his infatuation and wondered when he begun to chant in the dead silent streets of Japan.
Since you have placed foot on the Threshold of my life
I have written away my life to you
I have learned how to live I have learned how to live, my soul mate
I had not learned how to live without you, my soul mate.
He closed his eyes and walked trusting his destiny and luck, chanting in melodious voice that enchanted the sweet early birds.
Everybody gets high sometimes, you know.
So take a deep breath and let it go
You shouldn't be drowning on your own
And if you feel you're sinking, I will jump right over
Into cold, cold water for you
And although time may take us into different places
I will still be patient with you
And I want you to know
I won't let go
I'll be your lifeline tonight..
I won't let go
I'll be your lifeline tonight..
He was cheerful and his heart was full of euphoric. He twisted his waist and pranced, swaying and swinging in air, spinning on his flat shoes.
When did this happen. I am in, no this cannot be happening but I want this to happen. No Tyson Granger, the 3 times world champ is in love with the loud mouth of 8th -What my teammates will think about me? Why Tyson? Why would you bother about them? But are you sure about your feelings? If you are, pursue them. I should.
He smirked in delight and walked towards her room. I wonder if she will ever be able to find that I found out her little secret, thanks to Margot, and now, how will she react! Damn! Be cool dude, I won't hurt you! He found himself uttering the silly thoughts inside his mind.
He heard someone intoning in love. He broke his chain of thoughts and followed where the music led:
"Why is the life just a moment or two,
for this love, centuries aren't enough.
So let me ask God
for some more time, anew,
I have to live just here,
I have not to go away from you.
Now that you are there to share my pain,
Now that you share my pain,
Every pain is beautiful,
Now that you share my pain.
Your smiles are my strength,
I got hope from them only.
Whatever atrocity the world does to me,
in them is my safety.
My life became very beautiful,
now where else would heaven be.
My life is from your heartbeats,
your wishes are my prayers now.
what a unique bond it is,
that your and my life have become one.
I'll come back to you only.
It's my promise, even if I die…"
Tyson was damn wonderstruck; the lyrics were from the heart! Who is it?
He mounted up the short hillock and was confounded to see the singer. It was none other than the Dual haired beyblader, amethyst eyed and white scarfed.
"K-Kai. Was it r-really y-you?" Tyson asked, stuttering in amazement.
"Hn. Yeah! It was me."
"From where had you learnt such melodious music? The lyrics were awesome!"
"Oh! So you heard?"
"Of course I did!" Tyson smirked and hit him playfully with his elbow on his stomach.
"So dude who she is?" he gave his goofy grin and was waiting for the reply.
"You wanna know?" Kai raised his eyebrow
"Please! Fast" Tyson showed his teeth with his prominent grin.
"You better not know or else it will ruin everything."
"Huh? Is something wrong? I didn't get you. I just asked if you are in love and asked about the lucky girl!"
"Hn."
"So, you are not saying, huh? Hmph .Fine"
"No."
"Then why did you asked if I wanna know?" he protested.
Kai began to retreat and started to leave but stopped as he felt a strong grab at his left hand. He instantly turned and shot an questioning glare at Tyson.
"Listen I cannot compel you to say, of course I can't but I wanna say you something. Would you listen?" Tyson said in stern tone looking down at the snow smothered sand. His navy blue hair were nestling his maroon eyes. The amethyst eyes peered through the navy hair to get an idea of what was going with that little great mind.
He freed his hand from his and stayed, showing that he was ready to listen.
"Say."
"I am in fervent love with her." Tyson's eyes radiated, showing the intensity of his statement.
Kai thrilled at the moment, his eyes became wide, wanting to ask for her name. His fingers curled into tight fist, his heart skipped unhealthy beats, his chest feeling damn heavy with the pain of regret and remorse, already aware of what he was speaking about. He still stood calm and swallowed a little gulp through his dry throat.
"Will not ask 'who'?"
Tyson shot a smirking glance at him connoting the fact that he already knew that Kai knew about who he was speaking about. Maroon eyes dominated his confused amethyst eyes.
"S-say!" he uttered
"I know you really wouldn't care if I didn't say and would be least interested."
He had him this time. Kai plastered his gushing emotions with the cold face he always showed to anyone.
"What do you want Tyson?"
"Not much!"
"I am leaving."
Suddenly, Kai froze as he heard a piercing voice echoing around.
.
.
.
Did I just hear it?
Why?
Why Tyson?
"I LOVE YOU HILARY!"
Tyson had just clamored his confession though the very required person was not even there. It echoed through the damn chill wind streaming around and freezing the hands every now and then.
Kai was bewildered and muddled. His body seemed to freeze, sending a shock to his spine. His heart felt pierced through his chest. Eventually, he felt that his mind and brain were mortified, crippled and mutilated. Few tears flowed freely from his amethyst eyes sending more shivers than cold it already was.
He didn't turned back knowing that Tyson was still behind him yearning for any approval, that he didn't have one. He simply ambled, broken, ruined and most importantly, losing to his rival, ultimately, was it in the beystadium or for certain someone, he had to lose!
Tyson didn't know what was with him and he was glad that he said him. Now others won't be a problem. He turned the other side, ambling in joy.
Why? Why? Why? Why I and he had to fall for the same person? Whether it was beystadium or a girl, he is the ultimate victor. Wasn't my life enough tortured since I was five years old? Can't I live a happy life? Don't I have a right? This is my fault. I should have confessed much before to her. I lost her, lost!"
Tears rolled down his pale cheeks. His inflamed and aching heart was killed in distress that never was given a glimpse of happy life. He worked harder, never gave up, was about to die, till that he tried, more than Tyson. It was Tyson's hard work too that he won but Kai never gave up, he gave all he had, even risking his life. Beyblading was his life, he kept himself isolated, focused, concentrated, and was determined on defeating Tyson and yet lost, so he made his mind to accept lose at him. But that was hard, he never lost to, he had fought his battle with Brooklyn, who was a much stronger beyblader and an effortless victory was sire for him but his uphill determination, his ability to hold on and withstand all the pain that was inflicted on him proved that he was capable of beating him and he did. And for Tyson, winning against Brooklyn was easier than that. Why? Was that Tyson better?
Ray woke at seven and saw two of his friends missing; their sheets neatly folded and kept in the corner of the room one about each other.
He got up, dressed in his usual clothes and thought to wake Max, but he saw him sleeping happily like a kid.
Perhaps he is dreaming about Mariam. He smiled and strode out of the dojo sure to slide back the door and ambled out. It's a good day, birds chirping, wind streaming, and me here .Don't know what I get to do today. Reminds me of the past .Don't know how she is? I miss her sometimes, I guess.
He went to the bank of the river and launched his blade and began to practice. Drigger seems to be more powerful and momentous. The only thing that depresses me that I can't beat Tyson 'sometimes' no matter how hard I try or how much he grew careless but it never happens, I can't win against him. Actually no one has ever bet him. If it is true, then, I won't LOOSE to anyone except him.
His thoughts were interrupted by a beyblade that came flying from nowhere and hit his Drigger. The new blade began to attack it from all directions.
"Who is it?" The Chinese blader questioned himself.
The battle ended in a draw. He caught the Drigger and kept inside. He glanced around to see who it was. Soon, he felt blackness and darkness surround him. His eyes were surrounded by a pair of soft, humble hands nestling his sight. He smiled and removed the hands. He didn't turn back and looked down.
"It's…" He spoke gently closing his eyes and his lips smirking.
The black haired girl behind tilted her head slightly, innocently wondering what he was saying.
She turned her back facing his. She closed her eyes; cross armed, and wondered, what Ray was thinking. Did he guessed or was his mere… Suddenly, she felt a pair of soft and cold hands nestling her own eyes. She stood awestruck and smiled.
"I know it's you Ray!" she said slowly and gently removed his hands.
She turned and met his golden eyes. She smiled contently. A few strings of her hair were falling freely on her face, and the rest of her hair carefully held back by a barrette.
"Did you really knew that it was me?" she asked still smiling, the sweet smile that enchanted him shortly.
"Yeah I did know, for sure." he smiled back. They started walking together
"You know Ray it's been almost three years since we met"
"Yeah, I really missed you"
She blushed slightly.
"You really missed me?"
"Well you see. I at least remembered you once in a day, for sure"
"Oh! I see"
She bent slightly downwards her head such that her hair strings covered her cheek to nestle all the blushes.
"Did you miss me?" Ray asked looking at the deep blue sky that had lot of skies above it.
"More than you know!" she said still looking down, her eyes closed.
"Really?"
"Really!"
She lifted her bent head and met his eyes; she smiled and continued to walk.
Silence dwelt in between them. None of them spoke for a minute. Ray didn't mind. He pulled out his earphones and began to play the song.
Time together isn't never quite enough
When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
Only time, only time.
Salima looked at him and pulled one of the earphones from his ear and put it in her ear. He gazed at her shortly, but she didn't meet his gaze and walked closely, enjoying the damn awesome music.
I opened my eyes last night
And saw you in the low light
Walking down by the bay
On the shore,
Staring up at the stars, that aren't there anymore
I was feeling the night grow old
And you were looking so cold
So like an introvert
I drew my over shirt
Around my arms and began, to shiver violently before
You happened to look
And see the tunnels all around me
Running into the dark
Underground
All the subways around, create a great sound
To my motion fatigue
Farewell
With your ear to a seashell
You can hear the waves in underwater caves
As if you actually were inside a saltwater room
Time together isn't never quite enough
When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
Only time, only time
They turned their heads towards each other, gazing turned back and looked ahead so did he.
Can you believe that the crew has gone
And wouldn't let me sign on?
All my islands have sunk
In the deep,
And I can hardly relax or even oversleep
But I feel more with your hand
In mine
When we walk on the shore line
I guess we'll never know, why sparrows love the snow
We'll turn off all of the lights and set this ballroom aglow
So tell me darling do you wish we'd fall in love?
(Yeah all the time) all the time
Time together isn't never quite enough
When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
Only time, only time
When we're apart whatever are you thinking of?
If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love?
All the time, all the time.
"So?"
"So what Ray?"
"You like the song?"
"I heard it before. I like it more than you do! All the time." she said with cheerfulness and proudness.
"Ray."
"What?"
"Would it be weird if I hugged you?" she asked rubbing her fingers against each other.
"It would be weird if you didn't" he smiled
She immediately turned and hugged her holding her hands around his neck tightly .Ray smiled and held his hands around her waist.
"I really missed you!" she said her voice chocking and a tear dropped off nearly right on his neck.
"Dear, why are you crying? Was it that hurtful?"
"Yeah!" she wiped off her, her eyes still being close.
"Now I am here for you, and we will stay together forever." He assure without thinking. Perhaps he shouldn't have.
"Forever?" She asked.
"Hmm. Um, Salima, promise!" he said without thinking.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him, her innocence evident on her face.
Hilary got up at seven- twenty. She sat and pulled her hands outwards that usually one does when they wake up from deep sleep. It's beautiful. Why the cold wind blows so hard? Does it make any sense to break this beautiful morning? He has better plans, for everything, for everyone. For me, please forgive me if I did wrong leaving my mother! I didn't go to Tyson's dojo yesterday! He probably will scold me immensely. I gotta go. Oh my! I don't know what might have happened. Their day must have been ruined yesterday. I have to make quickly their schedule.
She sat on her desk and started writing.
"What's it?"
She sniffled strongly through her nose.
"I know this scent. Whose it is?" She closed her eyes and continually sniffling .Oh my… This scent… It's! How could it actually be possible! No I must be wrong but this scent is "his." No! How could he possibly find this? I just hope I am wrong.
Hilary slipped the neatly folded paper in her pocket and ambled out.
She locked her door and put her keys in her pocket. She turned and commenced to pace. She was suddenly confounded and awestruck to see…
A navy haired blader.
With with baseball cap, standing with high elbows, folded at the back of his head and pondering as he was leaning against the wall just beside her room.
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