Okay, wow. I hadn't realized how long Chapter Eight actually was so it took some time to read through and edit it. But here it is none the less!
Guest: Thank you for reviewing! I was waiting for readers to point it out actually and I also took note of this myself. I know the Demolition Boys are Russian but in this fic they do know Japanese. It will come up when Tala and Juliette have their proper conversation I promise. :) Aw I know, I did try to make a connection between the 4 boys so they don't seem completely heartless like they are with everyone else. Bryan does reveal on how he gained skills in hospitality in this chapter so hope your curiosity becomes satisfied! Yes I AGREE. Juliette's father is an ass! lol. Enjoy Chapter Eight and tell me what you think!
Ariao: Yes Bryan seems to be quite the knight in shining armor isn't he? ;) lol, he bonds a lot more with Juliette as you will find out in this chapter :D All will be revealed in this chapter! Well, not everything :P Thanks for reviewing and be sure to do the same after you read chapter eight and tell me what you thought!
mahjabinmaliha: Oh poor you! This is also a long chapter so I hope you feast on it! What was inside the package will be revealed later around Chapter 16 or 17 if my memory serves correct. So you will have to wait till then to see! All else is revealed in this chapter :) If you want, I could add in translations at the end but truth be told, there is hardly much Japanese used from this chapter and onwards due to Juliette being from Japan. So don't worry, they are mostly repeated words anyway :) Thanks for reviewing! I hope this chapter was worth the wait and please review at the end to tell me your thoughts and questions! I'll update faster :D
Vermillion: I agree, I would have loved to have seen more of TalaxOC stories but not much luck. Glad you are liking it!
I am always happy to receive constructive criticism as I know I have flaws in my writing! There is less usage of Japanese from the chapter and if there is any then it would be because of Juliette. I'll try not to use it in dialogue as much. :) I understand that the Demolition Boys are Russian and its weird for them to speak Japanese, but they do know the language, however you were right about them speaking curses in Japanese. I did alter that. Thank you so much! And thank you for your review, I hope this chapter is a little better than the last and please do review at the end :)
So in this Chapter, quite a few things are revealed that should satisfy your curiosity! It's longer than the previous chapter so it should keep you going for a while! So enjoy and review at the end and I'll upload Chapter Nine (which is a very drama filled and important chapter!) :D
(Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or any of it's characters, I only own my OC's!)
Chapter Eight
*Juliette P.O.V*
'I am leaving Tamaki.'
'Do as you wish, just keep in mind, if you end up lying helpless on the street, then you have brought it on yourself Ayane.'
'Anywhere is better than being with you. I expect you to look after Juliette but considering your controlling personality, I fear for my daughter.'
'Hontouni? If that is true, then why don't you take her with you?'
'You know I cannot! I cannot give her the life she deserves and it is up to you, to give her the happiness that I failed to give.'
'Don't you dare tell me how to raise my own daughter! Leave, you selfish harridan, you are not worthy to be Juliette's mother.'
My eyes shifted open slightly only to be hit back with a scorching bright light that resulted in me shutting my eyes again tightly. Softness covered my entire body, consuming me in a wonderful heat. An object radiating its own warmth rested at my side and a heavy pile of blankets enclosed my entire body. A small cool material on my forehead kept my temperature balanced. I forced myself to open my eyes, catching a glimpse of the vicinity.
Where was I? The last thing I remember, I was in the blizzard, picking up the pa-
Oh good lord.
The package.
Where was it?! Did I lose it? God forbid, if I had then otou-san will be furious. I jolted up in bed, immediately noticing the familiar design of the bedroom. It wasn't my own; it was too warm and well lit. Horror washed through me as the realization kicked in. Only one place came to mind that resembled this room- the Demolition Boys common room. That had to mean I was in one of their bedrooms. At that precise moment, the door swung open and a gray haired figure walked in carrying a tray. He paused, eyes widening at the sight of me.
"B-Bryan?" I croaked. It seemed my voice weakened since the time I had been unconscious.
He didn't reply but instead walked over and placed the tray consisting of a bowl of water with another flannel folded beside it, down on the bedside table. He then straightened up, looking at me with analyzing eyes.
"You're awake."
I looked away, before turning back to him. "How did I get here?"
He leaned back against the wall behind him, crossing his arms over. "You've been asleep for almost 2 days now. About time you woke up."
I gasped. Good god! I was out cold for 2 days?! The panic must have been evident on my face because Bryan immediately reacted.
"Hey, relax. You didn't miss anything life threatening, no one died" he assured, raising an eyebrow.
I almost winced at the thought but frowned. "I shouldn't be here; I need to get to work. I need to get the p-" I paused, eyes widening. In rapid movement I clutched the layers of blankets.
"Where is the package? I had a package with me!" Horrified, I searched around the room with my eyes.
"I said relax. Boris has it, whatever it is," Bryan reassured, pushing himself off the wall and unfolding his arms.
Boris had it? Then it meant I was safe right? Bryan only knew there was a package but I doubt it was of any importance to him. I exhaled in relief, letting the panic slide through. I had an awful urge to find out what exactly had been so important for that parcel to be sent in secret. It was incredibly dim witted of me to go out in the snow storm in the state I had been in, but I hadn't a choice. Not really. Which reminded me...
"Bryan, how did I end up here?" I asked eagerly. Last I recalled I was on my way back, or so I thought and I felt blackness overcome my sight and I just fell.
Bryan narrowed his eyes before moving over to me and grabbed the flannel that slipped off my forehead. He left it on the tray and picked up a fresh one and dipped it into the water before gently squeezing out the water and folding the material. Following his actions, I laid back down, watching him.
"Tala found you- you're in his room at the moment. He was supposed to give you a letter but he got sidetracked by a phone call from your father."
Oh god. How could I forget!
"Otou-san!" I jolted up from bed only to be stopped by 2 strong hands on my shoulders that pushed me back down. I completely forgot that Bryan had mentioned Tala had been my savior.
"Stop! I have to call otou-san, he will be so ang-"
"Just shut up and stay still. You can talk to your father later, I don't think you realise that you nearly diedand right now you are giving me a headache by needlessly worrying" he gave a stern glare right at me that made me freeze and obey.
I watched as he placed the newly rinsed flannel on my forehead, pressing gently down on the cool material. It was an instant relief on my scorching skin. After that much rest, I felt a whole lot better but the temperature seemed to still be there. My mind wandered to what Bryan had said prior, about Tala. Had he really saved me? He went out of his way to search for me? It was a thought that I never would have believed up until now. I felt a sudden eagerness to speak to him but I wasn't sure what he would reply back. Would he be different? Did this change anything? Did he...trust me?
We sat in a deathly silence as Bryan continued rinsing and pressing the flannel on my forehead before finally leaving it placed on my skin. I softened my gaze, looking up at him.
"Domo arigato Bryan" I thanked with a weak smile.
He blinked back at me before giving a slight nod.
"How do you know of all this? Have you also taken up classes?" I questioned, impressed by his skills in first aid. At that point, he seemed like he was anxious about something. A pleading look in his moonstones revealed that he wanted to speak up but something was stopping him from doing so. It had to be difficult for the boys here; I didn't think it was common for them to be open about their problems and worries to anyone. I don't even think they ever have had the chance to be open about their thoughts. It was at that moment the door opened once again and a red haired male walked through, with a blank look on his face. Tala paused; hand still on the handle as his eyes flickered to Bryan then at me, noticing I was conscious. A different expression emerged, an aggravated one. That set back all my hopes on him having changed. We all stood in a deathly silence before I decided this would be a good time to thank him.
"I thank you to a great extent Tala, you had saved my life" I spoke with great confidence but it seemed to fail in getting a reaction out of him.
He only grumbled, closing his eyes and crossing over his arms. I understood this reaction, one I had become familiar of.
"You've hogged my room for 2 days, don't expect me to be jumping with joy" he snapped back icily, giving a clear annoyed expression directly at me. I looked down.
"Gomen... for being such a burden on you all. I really do thank you all for your hospitality, I must get back to work" I quickly replied, shrugging off the blankets one by one. It was then I felt my hands touch the flatness of my pockets.
My heart plunged and I felt my head about to explode. Fear flourished through my body and my eyes widened greatly. My hands frantically searched around the bed and my clothes. Artemis! Oh dear lord, please! Where could she be!
'Artemis!' I mentally cried, hoping she would reply back. I was returned silence that crushed my lungs.
"Looking for something?" Bryan asked, raising an eyebrow.
I jolted my head back at him, wondering if he had her. If Boris had her... No. No!
"I...I-"
"Looking for this?"
I immediately turned to look at Tala, who slowly pulled out the all too familiar pale green beyblade that now rested in his possession. I sucked in a gasp, watching in horror as he held it up. Bryan took a good look and narrowed his eyes at his captain.
"A beyblade? Whose is it?" he questioned, not sparing me a glance.
Tala's eyes flickered from Bryan and back to me causing the gray haired male to follow his gaze upon me and I knew he had sussed it out. It was evident. He arched an eyebrow.
"You have a beyblade?"
I grimaced. "Onegai Tala, can I have it back? It is...it's really important to me!" I begged.
Now Tala arched an eyebrow, tightening his hold around Artemis as if to keep me from snatching it away.
"Why? What is so important about this blade that you need it so badly? That you would go to the extent to hide it from everyone else? Don't you dare lie to us" Tala darkly interrogated, narrowing his eyes.
I couldn't reveal the truth and for sure Tala had seen Artemis on the chip. Of course it would be important to me! "I had told you, my okaa-san had given it to me before she had left. It is valuable to me" I stated, shakily watching my blade in his grip.
Tala's eyes twitched slightly. "Really?"
The tone didn't sound too good. He didn't believe me, he was going to drag out the truth and then...he would expose me. I was going to have to tell them all about the reason I kept Artemis hidden and maybe, just maybe if I begged hard enough, they wouldn't hand her over to Boris-sama. I swallowed, fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall as I shook in terror. I nodded solemnly. Bryan suddenly reached for my blade, taking it in to his own hands and began analyzing it himself. Now Bryan would know, and one by one everyone will find out and I would lose Artemis. I resisted the urge to snatch it from him as I know it wouldn't end up too good. Bryan looked up at me then, narrowing his eyes. He then turned the blade so the top surface was on display to me.
"A plain old beyblade with no bit-beast is that important to you?" he asked.
What? Wait...did he just say no bit-beast? No...did Boris actually manage to extract Artemis from my blade? It couldn't be! No! I shot out of bed then, sharply grabbing my blade from Bryan's hands and fearfully looked to analyse the bit-chip. At that point I felt my whole body turn numb and disbelief exploded through every nerve cell in my body. I refused to breathe. The chip that held Artemis' image was now a clear white, no trace of her. It couldn't be! I vowed not to let her be taken away from me! I...I...I can't...
Tala and Bryan now watched suspiciously at me, not questioning my sudden rapid actions. I had nothing to tell them. Everything was lost...
'Stay calm Juliette, I am still here.'
Almost jumping at the sound of her voice yet it seemed so weak. I mentally replied.
'Artemis? Oh I was so worried! I thought Boris...I thought he took you away from me!' I cried out mentally.
'I will never leave you before said time dear Juliette.'
'But...But the chip is clear! How..?'
'Our energies are combined Juliette. When you were unconscious then I too had become frail and weak, losing my power. My image erase's itself from the chip and will only return gradually when you regain consciousness.'
It struck me then, the realization, like a bullet.
'Matte...this means, as long as you are in this blade...anything that happens to me will- If I were to die, what will become of you?' I feared the answer.
'Then, I too, shall perish with you.'
I almost gasped. I couldn't let her stay in this blade much longer, I couldn't risk it.
'No Juliette, we both promised each other and we cannot break that vow, you have nothing to fear.'
I wanted to believe it. I wanted to. But it was agonizing, knowing that her life depended on my own and every small pain I went through. She did too...
"Hey kid, snap out of it."
I immediately jerked to face Bryan who was now looking at me charily. I realized I must have looked weird with standing in silence as I mentally spoke with my beyblade spirit. I stepped back so I could see them both in my view. Tala looked like he had x-ray vision and could see right through me. I hoped he hadn't realized because I was struck lucky that he had failed to see Artemis. I straightened up my posture and gave a weak smile.
"Gomen. I was just thinking about my okaa-san" I lied, feeling bad in doing so.
I bowed. "Arigato, both of you. I mustn't out stay my welcome and need to get back to work. I will be fine, I feel much better, if I do feel dizzy I will be sure to take a break and have something" I assured, knowing Bryan wanted to protest. I felt a wave of happiness that he held concern for me and was thankful for all he had done.
He gave a small nod and shrugged, pushing himself off the wall and exited the room without a second glance. I was left with Tala, who had his arms crossed and closed eyes as he leaned against the surface of the wall- his usual stoic position. Just as I was about to make my move to leave, I came across a thought that haunted my mind.
"Bryan said...you had spoken to my father," I glanced at my hands, anything to avoid his gaze. He didn't reply so I felt I had to look at him.
He blinked his icy blue eyes as if he was saying 'So?'
"Wh-What did he say...?" I shakily asked.
"Nothing important. Now if you're going to go, then leave. I have better things to do" he bitterly replied.
Things really hadn't changed between us... I blinked before quietly headed out the room, but just as I was entering the common room his cold voice interceded.
"You were really stupid."
I glanced to the side, softening my eyes and sighed lightly. "I know."
I felt a little dizzy when walking back through the dark putrid tunnels, I felt almost relieved that the day was almost over so I could just rest in my room. Plus, I had to call otou-san, fearing his rage after his encounter with Tala on the phone. Keeping Artemis safe was also a priority. I only had one thought circling my head now and that was my curiosity of what had been inside that parcel. Otou-san was so determined I retrieved it, that too in stealth. I wondered if I could ask him about it. No, that would risk me getting into trouble. He would not appreciate that. Perhaps it was money, but it felt far too light for that.
I was so lost in thought that I didn't see the torpedo of caramel hair charge at me almost knocking me down. 2 arms cascaded around my waist and held me tightly. I blinked, looking down to see Juan holding on for dear life.
"J-Juan? What-"
"Juliette! Thank goodness you are okay, you had us worried for a second there" Cole called out, bursting into view in a sprint with Keiji towards me. I weakly smiled.
"Cole. Keiji, it's good to see you."
"Good to see us? We're the ones that are relieved, you was freaking death when we first saw you in Tala's room. God, don't do that again" Keiji frowned, giving me a look that was a mix of concern and frustration.
I gave an apologetic look. "Gomen, I did not wish to worry you. It is all right, I'm fine please do not worry about me" I urged with a pleading glance. I looked down at my abdomen to see Juan covering his face and holding on with the same strength. I must have really worried him.
"Are you sure? You still look like you're in no state to work, rest some more" Keiji stepped forward with the request, a clear cause of concern in his rich indigo eyes. I smiled.
"Yada. I have rested far too long, I must return to my role else we will have a great deal of unattended injuries and more suffering. That is why I am here."
They all seemed a little taken aback by my reply before Cole grinned with a shrug and ran a hand through his dark hair. "All right. We're off to bed, come on Juan" he turned around only to stop when no sound of movement left from Juan.
I glanced down to see him still gripping on tight refusing to let go. Such a charming boy. I tugged at his arms. "Juan? I'm really okay, really, you need to sleep else I will worry" I quietly spoke down at him.
This seemed to work. He hesitantly released his grip and moved away but not before giving me a momentary look with his liquid amber eyes. I gave him a smile and a nod and he turned around, following his brother. I watched them both disappear into darkness.
"You've really grown on that kid" Keiji added in, glancing from the spot the 2 brother's had just disappeared into and back to me.
"He is a sweet child; he has grown on me too."
"Well, at least someone is trying to break him out of his shell," Keiji yawned, stretching out his arms. I shifted my eyes to him.
"You should get some sleep too Keiji" I advised. I didn't want him to feel tired during his long hours of training the next day.
He smirked, curling the end of his lip up. "You too. Don't push yourself to hard all right?"
I nodded before bidding him goodnight and continued on my journey to my dorm. First things first, I needed a shower. I felt horrible in these clothes and I had been unconscious for 2 days, almost. I'd feel a lot better after a good shower. I also recalled a certain letter that had been delivered by Tala that eventful day, I wonder what it held. My mind was still a little hazy but I wasn't far off, that was until I froze when a tall stocky shadow appeared before me. I swallowed, immediately taking note of their features.
The mask.
"Bo-Boris-sama!" I yelped in fright.
His lips turned into a smirk. "Oh I am sorry Miss Juliette. I didn't mean to frighten you" he sneered darkly.
I doubted that. It seemed he wanted to catch me by surprise, but why? His face suddenly lost the smirk and became a solid serious glare.
"I have a very important matter to discuss with you Miss Juliette, please follow me to my office." It wasn't a request, it was an order. One I could not deny. I nodded and sauntered quietly behind him as I followed him down to his office room consisting of a large desk and a state-of-the-art computing system. The screens were blank; I assumed he had pre-planned this meeting as he didn't want me seeing what was on them. There seemed to be no one else around either, I was sure he would have his abbey staff working. He slammed the door making me jolt inside. I suddenly didn't want to find out the reason as to why he called me here.
"I'm glad to see you are well. After such an experience I was worried I would have to call your father in."
I kept my face blank, refusing to show any expression. Would calling otou-san have made a difference? I had informed him about the situation yet he was persistent in me retrieving the parcel. He hadn't cared about my health, I'm sure he knew of what had happened but didn't bother checking up seeing as I was alive and I wasn't attacked by a member from the abbey. Returning back to reality, I looked up dimly at the dangerous man known to all, pace up and down from one end of his desk to the other, hands behind his back. The silence was killing me.
"So how are you settling in the Abbey Juliette?"
An opening question...which would probably lead to a terrifying outcome. I answered none the less.
"Fine."
He froze in his steps making me swallow but kept all emotions and expressions tied down and hidden away.
"I have been hearing things Juliette, from my guards and also witnessed a few on security footage. I also have begun to notice myself, at how you seem to be involving yourself in certain situations that are past your boundaries. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" he questioned in a monotone.
I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stick up in fright. Yes. I knew what he was implying and it was a little strange he didn't seem to be too...angry about it. Whilst being in deep thought, I didn't realize that I hadn't given him a response yet. He suddenly faced me, hands slamming down with a shrilling thump on the desk surface that made me jump out of my skin and I felt myself tremble as I let a small gasp out. My heart hammering loudly that I was sure he could tell. His face was evidently projecting fury as his teeth grinded against each other as he growled.
"You, do NOT have the right to obstruct my guards in their jobs! Your role is specifically to treat the injured else we would have no use for you. Do you forget, that this abbey that I have, I run it MY way and every single thing that happens here is because I wished it. Punishments are needed, I train my bladers and team the way I choose to. You have no right to change that, do you hear me?"
He snarled it right at my face that I felt myself near to collapsing once again. I had feared right. I nodded, refusing to show the fear that was choking me up inside.
A frown appeared on his face but he seemed to relax, leaning back and pulling his hands away to stand up straight once more. I wanted to speak up and say it was wrong; torture wasn't the way to help these boys become better bladers. I couldn't stand there and watch them suffer. Some of these boys were only young children! Barely teens. It felt like Boris seemed to have read my mind.
"If you cannot watch my methods in action then perhaps your father was wrong to send you here."
I know I reacted then. I couldn't leave! I couldn't leave these boys so they may end up with another doctor who would be like the previous. I wouldn't let that happen. Boris' expression suddenly changed and he smiled. He...was smiling? But why?
"I do apologize for the outburst, do not get me wrong Juliette, it is simple a pleasure having you here and of course I'll maintain on keeping you here unless you have an objection?" his face suddenly seemed like it was vulnerable, like my decision was so deeply important that he heavily relied on it to be of his choice.
I shook my head. He continued smiling. "Good."
I turned to leave but it seemed he wasn't finished with me yet.
"Just a minute Juliette, I have more yet to say..."
I turned on my heel slowly dreading what else he had to say. I couldn't speak up, not without risking in me getting sent back home. I looked up at him, waiting. The smile was gone.
"I'm growing aware of your...relationship with my students. Especially my elite team, The Demolition Boys." His eyes suddenly darkened and no doubt his eyes were ice cold behind that mask. His lips turned to a straight line.
Had he been spying on me? Had he been seeing everything?! I hoped he didn't mention Artemis. I suddenly felt sick, like I had been punched in the gut countless times. My bottom lip quivered slightly, I ended up having to bite it to stop. Boris turned around, hands behind his back.
"You are to only treat them after their punishment, and..."
I shifted my eyes from my feet then back up. And what? I wanted to say out loud.
"...treat only the most severe injuries. You cannot treat everyone. I do not want you to intervene during training or any form of punishment that takes place anywhere- like you had done with Spencer for example. I will not waste funds on drugs and bandages on useless and minor injuries. Is that understood Juliette?" he ordered.
I felt like the life had been sucked out from me. He couldn't be serious? He wasn't that heartless was surely? Was he...? Small injury or not, it could lead to a worse situation! I couldn't believe I was hearing this! This time I did protest.
"But...you cannot! They ne-"
"This is non-negotiable! You are on my territory; these are my students following my orders. Is that clear?" his deep bitter voice snarled, whilst he kept a furious expression on his face.
Swallowing, I looked down at the ground forlornly and nodded. I was weak against a man like him. I was weak against everyone... Dejected, I looked up to see a satisfied Boris. I see how he found this amusing; I hadn't been enjoying this at all. This all meant I had to keep my distance with everyone seeing as if I didn't, I would be sent back home and that would be worse.
"Good. Now you may go. Look after yourself."
Look after myself? He seemed to have some kind of multiple personality disorder. After ordering me on how to behave and do my job resulting in a worse outcome for the students, he suddenly cared for my well being. It was clear how he became a dangerous man. Wanting to get out of his sight, I swiftly nodded and turned around and made a beeline for the door and left. I gasped like I had just been underwater without air and sucked in as much oxygen as possible. My chest heaved and I felt heaviness on my heart. Boris was determined to change me, but I wasn't going to let that happen. As long as I had Artemis, and I was alive.
After a few minutes breath, I reverted back to heading to my dorm. I would be getting up early tomorrow to work anyway and I was sure this temperature wouldn't last forever. I hoped not. I managed to get to my room without any interaction with anyone on the way. As I shut my door, I felt relief that I was finally safe in here. I had checked for security cameras in here a while back but there seemed to be none which was just as good. I pulled out Artemis and placed her beside my pillow on the bed. The room itself was pretty cold tonight but after a hot shower, it should be okay. As I turned to get a fresh pair of clothes out, I noticed the radiant white piece of paper on my table surface. The letter!
I bolted towards it, eager to see what had been written inside. The envelope wasn't sealed fresh, it seemed that it was used a second time but something else had been used to seal it once again but none the less, it had been addressed to me. Only otou-san knows I'm here so it must have been from him. As I held the dainty envelope, I tore it open with the flick of a finger and pulled out the single sheet of paper folded inside. The writing was in black ink with delicate handwriting etched on. It looked nothing like my father's handwriting that I had seen and he had always used pilot pens to write letters or simply electronically typed them up. This seemed to be used by a Japanese fountain pen. I had one myself back home. My eyes scanned over the neat handwriting as I read the words one by one and only falling into deeper shock.
'Dearest Juliette,
As you read this, I will be on a plane to Japan. I know you were probably wondering where I had gone after I left your father. I had visited my sister in China and stayed with her up until now. It was until recently, she had made me see through the mistake I had created. Gomenasai, forgive me, my dear Juliette for leaving you without a mother. Upon realizing my mistakes I had called up your father to arrange for me to come back home. He had informed me you had gone to an abbey in Russia to work, I am so proud of you. I cannot wait to see you again...
Dewa mata ne,
Ayane.'
I blinked, trying to grasp what I just read. It just didn't seem to digest. My okaa-san, my mother who had left me with otou-san 6 years ago, had written to me today telling me she was coming back. Back into my life, otou-san's life. I didn't know what to think. The flimsy piece of paper slipped from my fingers and floated down the ground with a silent flutter. My eyes were wide as I struggled to come to terms with what I just read.
After 6 lonely years of having to fend for myself without her, 6 long years to put up with otou-san's orders, 6 long years missing her while she didn't even send a single letter. 6 years later she decides to send me a letter. I found myself, unable to bear the thought of seeing her again. I couldn't. After everything she put me through, at this mature age I deciphered the fact that she abandoned me in hope to be free from my father's clutches. A tear made its way down my cheek and dripped to the floor. I couldn't believe it.
My eyes trailed to the ground and gazed at the note that had dropped there. Hesitating, I bent down to pick it up and tucked it back in the envelope and placed it midst all the papers on the table. Needing a distraction, I decided to take my shower that I yearned for. Not once, did the thought of my mother's letter, left my mind.
The morning frost greeted me as I woke up. I placed a hand on my forehead to check my temperature. I almost soared when I felt that it was close to normal. I wouldn't have to worry about collapsing today as long as I didn't work too hard and avoided the snow. In the end result, I did dress warmer with at least 4 layers of clothing and a scarf around my neck.
At the infirmary, I packed up my briefcase and swallowed down some herbal tea and 2 pieces of french toast that had been given as breakfast for me. I left the rest for later seeing as I had about 15 minutes before I began work. The Demolition Boys had an important training session that would last half the training day mid afternoon; I knew I would have to be present. That was one thing I had learned. But this time, I would have to wait till their training ends before I can treat them- that too, the most serious injuries. I just hoped neither of them would receive too heavy punishments.
Since I had time to spare, I decided to pay Tala a visit. I was curious to know if he was suspicious at all about Artemis because he certainly didn't believe the fact that it held importance because of my okaa-san too. The tunnels were empty with only 2 or 3 passing guards holding whips. I tensed as I passed them silently, holding my breath. The common room neared and I took a deep breath before knocking.
No answer.
Just as I was about to knock again, a loud smash was heard from the other side. Immediately, I charged in looking recklessly around to spot the source of the noise only to see a staggering Bryan holding onto a small table stand with one hand for support while the other wrapped around his left side of his torso. The smash had been from the vase that had fallen down due to his inability to walk. I bolted towards him, grabbing his left arm and pulling it over my shoulder as I help him to his room. He almost flinched from my touch but succumbed when he noticed who it was. I eased him off on his bed as he sighed and closed his eyes. I knelt down and grabbed his arm to move away from the damage. He refused.
"Bryan, just let me check, please..." I pleaded.
He only frowned but removed his arm. I analysed the area, nothing seemed to be cut nor was there any blood. So it must have been an interior pain. I looked up at him, who still hadn't opened his eyes.
"What happened? Where is the pain?"
He remained silent but began unzipping his coat then pulled up his shirt to reveal a large bruise on his left side of his torso. The area of skin was an ugly shade of black, purple and blue. It looked absolutely ghastly. I couldn't believe my eyes. My fingers lingered towards his skin and gently traced over the area. Oh god. His entire left part of his rib cage had been badly bruised and I had no idea of the source.
In a flash, I jumped up and dashed back to the infirmary to grab a large ice pack and some pain relief cream and a large bandage. I didn't care what Boris had ordered. In that state, he couldn't even stand! Sprinting back, I was panting when I reached him again. He looked up at me, slightly baffled. We didn't exchange any words but he let me tend to him. He let out a small hiss as the cold ice came into contact with his skin. I removed my hand as he took over and held it in place. Time for questions.
"What happened to you Bryan? That and so early this morning?" I narrowed my eyes slightly.
He only looked away, possible frustrated at having to remember the event. "Nothing."
I frowned. "Come on Bryan, you know you can tell me" I encouraged, giving a meaningful nod.
He glanced at me and I saw his moonstones weaken and his face softened as he sighed. I felt better knowing he would open up.
"It's nothing. I was a little late for my stats update yesterday evening so I got what I deserved this morning" he confessed.
I held in a gasp as my eyes widened. Wait...
"Bryan...was you late to your appointment...because of me?"
I feared the answer though I knew what the truth was. He had. He was late because he was busy tending to me. How it was like a bullet through the gut, I couldn't believe it. He didn't even need to reply, though he hadn't said a word. I lashed out.
"You shouldn't have been late for my sake! You must never do that! What happens to me isn't so important that you risk your own life. You don't realize how much this will pain me every time I look at you knowing I was the cause behind your pain" I cried, almost waving my arms around in frustration.
He seemed surprised at my outburst and sat silently. His eyes narrowed. "You would have been dead if I hadn't; I'm the only one with any skills in health."
It was like he recoiled from seeing a viper because he instantly looked away with an expression that screamed regret. I raised both my eyebrows up but didn't push him yet. Instead I knelt down again and removed the ice pack before picking up the cream and applied it on, noticing the cool and solid structure of his body under my touch. On instinct he lifted his shirt and coat higher up so I was able to bandage his torso. As I did, I decided to ask.
With a soft voice I asked him, "How did you get your skills? Do you have a first aid diploma?" I glanced up whilst wrapping.
He sighed, seeming like he was giving up.
"My mother was a nurse. She used to show me how to tie bandages, what to do in certain situations and so on. I was only a kid, I only remember fragments. But I can't forget her voice. I simply watched the other doctors at times whenever they did their job properly and I just got my instincts back I guess..." he trailed off.
I froze in my job. I dared ask but I chose not to. If I wouldn't feel comfortable talking about my own mother, he surely wouldn't feel any better and he was a student here at the abbey. I wouldn't risk it. I finished off the bandage and stood up carrying the ice pack and tube of cream.
"Take it easy, okay? I know you have a long training session later today but don't over exceed yourself, if it gets too bad after then I'll be there" I assured and gave a small smile.
He glanced up, a glint of gratitude in his eyes as he gave the tiniest of smiles. "You remind me of her in some ways you know."
I wiped off my smile and blinked. I did? Just as I was about to ask for a more detailed reason as to why I reminded him of his mother, the door to his room opened revealing a tall and lean red head with icy blue eyes. They darkened upon seeing me. I swallowed but kept my confident posture.
"What is she doing here Bryan?" he blinked past me as if I was nonexistent.
"I was just-"
"I asked Bryan, not you" he snapped back giving another ice cold glare in my direction.
I winced inwardly and looked at him desolately. Bryan grumbled, standing up holding his side. "Just patching me up. Is there a reason why you're here?"
Tala merely shifted eyes from me to his team mate. They then closed. "Not particularly. I just wanted to remind you that we have the training session at 2 in the basement facility." He turned to me, giving a slight narrow of the eyes before leaving the room. I sighed.
"I better go. I'll see you at 2 Bryan" I turned to give him a smile, to which he only replied with a grunt and a nod that wasn't mean.
"Thanks kid" he muttered as I was leaving. I smiled.
Thankfully the day hadn't slowed down. Thanks to Boris, I had limited resources. I had only realized that the stock was running low and Boris was serious. I could always order my own, calling my institute to deliver them and risk Boris sending me home or I could follow his orders and stay here. I was torn in what to do. I decided on ordering my own and keep it hidden in my room. What Boris doesn't know wouldn't kill him. I called up the institute and asked for a direct shipment all the list of things I needed. Mostly dressing, bandages and painkillers. I was gonna have to go out and pick it up myself and somehow take it to my room without being caught on camera. I'd find a way.
The training session came at 2. It took me nearly 25 minutes to find the basement facility they were using. There had been over 3 and finding the basement itself wasn't easy. The area was all made from grey and silver metals and plastics. There was a huge beydish in the center with a glass box station up above, monitoring the area. Large scanners, TV screens and electrical equipment filled the room. No doubt to keep record of their progress in battle. I sat myself down on the bench by the far back away from all the drama. Boris was up in the box, I could see the movement of a purple head. The place was filled with his staff, all of them placing all sorts of wires on Tala, Bryan, Spencer and Ian. Boris' voice boomed through the speakers.
"Okay, this session will consist of concluding your total power, skill and of course monitoring your ability in taming your bit-beast. Specifically work on using your beasts' attacks, defenses counter attacks and of course endurance. We will be monitoring your body for any signs of weakness that may end your very reason of being here" he sneered darkly through the microphone. "Any blade that falls out the dish for whatever reason will immediately be punished. Is that understood?"
"Yes Sir."
Unbelievable. This man was a menace.
"Excellent. Commence training programme 8.9."
As the speakers drilled out a countdown, all 4 boys readied their launchers. I took interest in their launchers. They were built in the shape of different guns. How intimidating.
This battle was turning out different to the first time I had watched them train together. Back then they were just trying out their strategies. Now they were going full on using all they got, it was incredible! The 4 sacred beasts appeared in the air. I was dazzled by the radiant blue wolf belonging to Tala. I was sucked in by Ian's purple serpent. I was amazed by Spencer's whale and was lifted up from my feet by Bryan's falcon. 4 incredibly beautiful and strong beasts and all created by Boris.
'Artemis, are you seeing this?'
'Yes Juliette, it seems they are being tamed by their masters but on force. There is a different force radiating them though, darkness.'
I blinked, watching the battle closely. My eyes flickered to Bryan who seemed to be holding out much better than I thought. That bruise didn't seem to affect his battle ability at all. The dish was flooded with tidal waves, frozen with icebergs, continuously hit by invisible crescent blades and made marks like a serpents movements onto its metal. I watched, amazed at every moment. Even Boris had come down to watch with his own eyes. It was truly an amazing sight.
It continued this way till the next programmes initiated. It was just nearing 7pm when everything suddenly went horrible wrong. Whilst watching them project their power, I feared of what would become of the opposing teams that were to face them in the tournaments. Surely they hadn't a chance against them? But that wasn't what I was thinking of now.
In amidst his perfect training, Tala suddenly glanced towards me then back at the dish. Not a minute later did his eyes widen and for good reason too. I stood up to look into the dish. Wolborg seemed to have gone out of control, speeding away around the dish attacking against the other 3 blades though specifically had been ordered not to.
"Tala! Control Wolborg!" Boris yelled out with a growl.
Tala looked like he was really beating himself up inside because it seemed Wolborg was in serious trouble. And so was Tala...
"No..." I whispered with wide eyes.
We grimly watched as a circuit blew inside the box upstairs, affecting Tala's wires that shut down. Wolborg was hit like a pinball in the dish and in the next second he was thrown out like an empty drink, flying out the dish and violently crashed into the sensor behind Tala. His blade sunk into the metal, causing electrical splurges and chaos. This didn't look too good; I sat down to regain my composure.
There was a horrible deathly silence. It was clear only 3 blades were spinning but not attacking. Then I heard him- Boris' snarls and growls building up slowly and then exploded. I held my breath, watching eagerly at Tala.
"This much training...AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T LEARNED TO CONTROL WOLBORG?!" He roared so stridently that I felt myself jolt in my seat.
There was silence.
"You know what this means."
Good lord. He couldn't! He couldn't be serious! With tournaments nearing he couldn't possibly punish Tala at this point. He would never make it to the battle! Boris turned to Bryan, Ian and Spencer, giving them a smirk.
"Give him a taste of real power" he slyly commanded.
I glanced at the 3 boys who looked just as shocked as I did. I could see the hesitation in their eyes as they looked to Tala then to Boris. Nothing happened. Boris only grew impatient.
"I SAID GIVE HIM A TASTE OF REAL POWER."
I winced at his tone of voice and prayed mentally that he would go back on his punishment decree. Unfortunately, my prayers weren't answered.
"If you disobey my orders, I'll have you kicked off the team" Boris threatened.
I watched in horror as Tala gave them the nod, agreeing and Boris smiled. At that point, I shot up from my seat, knocking my briefcase over. I was ready to jump in there and protest. Boris noticed my outburst and gave that glare and narrowed eyes that warned me to stay where I was. My hand recoiled as I took a step back, wretchedly watching as Tala braced himself. The first attack had been daggers of dark purple that stabbed at Tala's body. He winced though he did very well to hide the real pain. Ian had his turn. Tala began staggering and I felt myself jolt forwards again as a large tidal wave was forming and diving towards Tala. I couldn't take 3 steps forward before Boris yelled my name.
"JULIETTE!"
I froze immediately in my spot, watching Boris' enraged expression. Tala seemed to have noticed and glanced at me whilst holding his arms up as barriers to cover his face. His eyes met mine and on this period, for the first time, there wasn't a trace of coldness or acidity, but of hope. He was hit by the over sized wave, throwing him back against the scanner beam behind him resulting in crushing his body. The pain was evident on his face now and he yet to take one last attack. I couldn't watch this anymore. I just couldn't! Ignoring Boris, I bolted forwards, placing myself in front of a drenched confounding Tala breathing heavily behind me.
"JULIETTE! I warned yo-"
"IYAA. This is murder! I will not allow you to do this!" I protested confidently for the first time before the dangerous Boris Balkov.
His eyes were covered but I guessed they were furious. His expression said otherwise when his eyes fell to the approaching silver crescents coming towards me. I followed his gaze and watched fearfully as I heard an order but it muffled out. All I could think about was protecting the man behind me. I could hear Artemis screaming inside my head but I paid no attention.
The pain wasn't as bad as I thought; it seemed Bryan was planning to hold back on his attack. The crescents hit me like small rocks being thrown at my bare body. It hurt but not as bad. There were tears all over my clothes and since I wore 4 layers, it didn't reach my skin. All except one that touched or possible grazed my right hip. I looked up, wincing to see everyone staring at me wide eyed. I noticed a few strands of my pink hair also shredded off to the ground but nothing I needed to worry about. Boris chose to, at that point come running up to me, concern all over his face. He scanned my body and face and shook his head.
"Are you all right? Look what you did! How would your father feel if he finds out about this? I warned you about this Juliette" he seemed to be regaining his anger.
So did I.
"What you were going to do, it was unjust!With tournaments just around the corner you decide to send your best blader to the hospital for good?" I hissed, shocked at my voice speaking. I hadn't realized I had this much confidence in me. I guess I didn't. As soon as I realized what I just said, I slammed a hand over my mouth and fearfully watched as Boris' mouth revealed grinding teeth.
Bryan, Ian and Spencer looked just as traumatized and I didn't even want to turn around to look at Tala. Oh, Tala! I spun around vastly.
He was holding his arm, keeping his standing position strong. His face looked half bewildered and half shocked. I didn't know which it was if it were either. He suddenly turned away, leaving the room on his own. Everyone watched him disappear and I was left with a shamed expression on my face as I looked at Boris. He gave the impression like he was at war in whether to have me punished himself or to let me off with a warning. I decided to go after Tala, in his state he would need me. I followed out the back exit. I paused on hearing Boris' voice.
"We will need to talk later Juliette."
I turned my head to the side defeated. "Hai. Boris-sama."
I frantically searched the common room, his bedroom, his quiet practice area and the other training rooms for Tala. He was nowhere in sight. I had no idea where he was going in this condition. I heaved out a deep breath before running again. I found myself coming upon the infirmary, the last place I thought to look seeing as he was stubborn in getting treated. I sighed before opening the door and stood in shock at the sight before me.
Tala sat on one of the beds, jacket off as he was struggling to wipe away at the wounds left by Ian's attack. It seemed Ian held back a little too as he wasn't heavily bleeding. I suddenly felt conscious of my own body, wondering if I had hidden cuts. Probably just the one. He froze when the door closed behind me. His icy eyes looked up, penetrating me with its coldness. I ignored it, kneeling down to press fresh cotton wool with antiseptic on his small cut on his shoulder. There was a second on his arm, thankfully not the arm he had the massive cut on. I knew he was just eager to tell me off and to go away and he would throw me against a wall again. I expected it. The only surprise was... it didn't happen.
I noticed he wasn't flinching so much like he used to but instead sat in silence as I did my job. I paused, daring to look up. I came face to face with icy blue and I felt myself blink and swallow.
"Why did you do it?"
There it was-wait no. He was questioning me? Not...telling me to go away? I don't think I could take much more shock today. I racked my head for the answer.
"It was wrong."
His eyes narrowed. "Everything about this abbey is wrong."
Point. I wrapped stuck a small band aid on his shoulder. I didn't reply so he added another question.
"What will you do next? Jump in front of a train for me?"
I gave a weak smile whilst dabbing at his next wound. "That would probably require you trying to commit suicide."
"Then maybe I should."
I froze. Dropping the cotton wool and the smile wiped right off. I felt like I had been stabbed inside with a mace with knives sticking out from it. I knew he meant that he should commit suicide so that I'd...
It hurt that much but I refused to act upon it. I walked to the cabinet so I could check my own wounds and noticed a little blood seeping through my shirt under my sweater. The cut was clean and tiny so I only washed off the blood and placed a small plaster. I turned around to see him watching me with those intense blue orbs. Criticising. Cursing. I looked down.
"I better go. Boris had asked to see me" I confessed, not bothering to use the honorific with his name. He lost my respect.
As I turned to leave I was sucked back by his mesmerizing voice.
"Why are you even here? You volunteered to work in a place like this, which is pretty stupid but I guess stupid is expected to come from you" he glanced at my back, I could feel it.
I turned my head to the right, over my shoulder.
"Not everyone is fortunate enough to have a choice."
Dewa mata ne = See you soon
Woo another Chapter done and my my wasn't it dramatic! Ah Juliette is such a rebel and a heroine lol and we finally hear word from her mother! Strange eh? ;) Ah it's all part of the plot! Tala is still a big meanie but *cough cough* his words actually weren't meant to be mean as Juliette had assumed ;)
Next in Chapter Nine, is actually quite a large dramatic chapter. I only recently decided to divide it into two because it contains a lot of important scenes and I thought it was far too much for one chapter! Got quite a bit of editing to do now! PLUS we will actually get to see a first for REAL intimate conversation between Juliette and Tala in the most unexpected circumstances! Muahaah. So REVIEW and I shall update soon ;) Thanks to all my reviewers! You are actually amazing :D
Sayonara!