Disclaimer: Takao Aoki owns these amazing characters, the plot of beyblade, the game of beyblade and probably a mansion...while I can't find matching socks most days.
This week has been a week from hell, from all sides of life...but thank God for fanfiction. If anyone is searching for an angry song, I highly recommend "Success is the Best Revenge" by Blood on the Dance Floor. Once again I apologize for the late update...I worked 11 days straight.
Thank-you to Tyka's Flower, Demon's of the arch angel, Senseless, Violet Hiwatari, MadWorld6 and KiraFox for your reviews and to all the readers who are still reading this beast of a story!
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Anya Rosenov kept a face of stone as her mother screamed in her face.
"Pregnant at seventeen! You disgraceful harlot! Did you think about what your actions would do to this family?! We told you to stay away from that Hiwatari boy! You slut!" Her hand came up to slap her daughter, however as she swung down, Susumu Hiwatari caught her wrist, putting himself between the woman he loved and her attacker. He stared at her shocked face.
"That's quite enough, Mrs. Rosenov. While I'm sorry for putting you all into this situation, that does not give you the right to hit my future wife."
Anya gasped. Did he just-
"You have some nerve speaking to my wife like that, you little ingrate!" Boomed the baritone voice of Viktor Rosenov. "I don't give a damn about who your father is, I will beat that pretty face of your until it's bloody, then I'll take my daughter and get rid of that abomination in her stomach!" The heavy-set man grabbed his belt that was hanging on the back of the couch.
Susumu's gaze hardened as he placed Anya behind him protectively. "I'm beginning to understand why you flinched so much whenever I tried to touch you." he said softly to Anya.
"Told you this wouldn't be pretty." The girl muttered.
"Looks like there's nothing left to do but steal you away."
"Over my dead body!" Viktor bellowed, using the belt like a whip he swung down, but Susumu was ready. The Hiwatari caught the whip in his hand.
Ignoring the throbbing pain, he declared, "Nothing is going to stop me from marrying your daughter! We are going to have this baby and nothing you say will change that!" He put on a dark pair of sunglasses. "Anya! Close your eyes now!"
The girl quickly obeyed and Susumu dropped a flash grenade, blinding all the other occupants in the room. Picking up his girlfriend bridal style, he carried her out the house. Behind them, Anya could heard her father screaming, "YOU'RE DEAD TO US ANYA! YOU HEAR ME? DEAD TO US!"
The Hiwatari didn't stop running until the reached the end of the block, gently setting his girlfriend onto the grass. "Did you really mean that?" She asked him pointedly, a solemn expression on her soft face.
He smiled. "Every word." He laid a hand on her still flat stomach, where a little heart was beating. "I'm going to talk to my father, despite what people think about him, he really isn't all bad. I'll work hard to make sure that you and our child have the life you deserve."
Cerise eyes filling with tears, she embraced him, immediately feeling safe in his strong arms. "Just know you never have to do this all by yourself." She whispered into his chest.
He held her tighter, kissing her navy hair. He only hoped that his father would be more understanding than her parents.
"...which is why I would like to request for her to live here in the mansion with us."
Voltaire stared at his only son with an unreadable expression, and glanced over to the girl who sat beside him, who now was carrying his grandchild. She lifted her eyes to meet his. It was easy to see why his son was so taken with this woman. She had long, thick hair, a large round chest, a small waist and a fair face...but it was her eyes that striked him the most. They were an enchanting shade of red and held a fire that he did not see in most men. A strong soul who did not fear pain. In Japanese he asked, "Can you understand me, girl?"
"Hai."
He switched to English. "What about now?"
"Perfectly."
Smirking, he switched back to Russian. "There's such potential in you." He glanced back at his son. "You've picked a fine woman." Susumu brightened. "When do you turn 18, girl?"
"June 11th, sir."
Voltaire eyed both teenagers carefully, weighing his options. "The baby is due in late July, correct?"
"Yes." The couple said in unison.
"I expect you both to finish the school year with top marks. We will plan a small wedding in late June, after exams. After the wedding, you both will find a house suitable to your needs, then you will come work for me, Susumu."
"Yes father."
He glanced over at Anya. "I would like my medical team to see to your medical care. This means we will be doing genetic mapping of the baby."
"Of course, sir. Whatever you think is necessary."
Anya was really starting to re-think things as she saw the size of the needle that was supposed to be going into her stomach. It didn't help matters that she had been holding her bladder for over an hour now. "Is this really necessary?"
"Lord Voltaire wants to make sure that there are absolutely no issues with the pregnancy, so yes." The doctor smiled. "We will be able to know the sex of the baby as well. Would you like to know when the results come back?"
The woman looked down at her growing belly. Everything had been happening so fast, she hadn't even considered the gender. She thought for a moment. "Yes, so I can start picking out clothes."
The doctor's smiled widened. "What are you hoping for?"
"A boy."
"Alright. Let's see where the little guys is then." He placed a cool gel on her bare stomach and rolled the translucer over it in small circles while looking at the monitor. "Perfect. He's in a good position for me to do the procedure, so I'll quickly get it over with, then I'll let you see your baby."
Anya blinked. "I can see him today?"
"Of course. Unless you don't want to?"
"Of course I want to!...This is all just happening so quickly is all."
"Of course. So much change so quickly. I'll just get my assistant into the room and we'll get the procedure on its way." The doctor disappeared for a moment before coming back with a oriental woman, according to her name tag, her name was Dr. Kimichi. The female doctor took over the ultrasound, while he started rubbing an orange liquid over her belly. "This is just a numbing agent that will make the amniocentesis less painful for you. You might feel a little pressure and maybe some pain after, but nothing unbearable." Anya nodded and held her breath as the needle was slowly inserted, the doctor watching the monitor intensely as he did so. The syringe filled with fluid and after a few moments, the doctor removed the needle. "Phew. We were lucky hat he is sleeping." He covered the puncture wound with a cotton swap and tapped it. "You can see your baby now."
Anya nodded and the doctor turned the monitor. On the screen was a large white blob that was making small movements. "There he is. You're about 16 weeks and he appears to be developing wonderfully."
The mother-to-be looked at the screen with wonder, completely in love with the tiny human already.
"Congratulations! You're going to be the mother of a healthy baby boy!"
Anya couldn't believe her ears. "So everything is fine?"
"Yes, despite your age, the foetus seems to have absolutely no genetic conditions. We've pinpointed to July 29th and we'll be doing an ultrasound every few weeks to make sure everything is fine. Just keep taking your prenatal vitamins and eat plenty of fruit and veggies. See you in a few weeks Mrs. Rosenov."
"Thank-you." As soon as the doctor left the room, her fiancee looked at Anya with a huge smile.
"Isn't this wonderful? We're going to have a healthy baby boy!" he picked up his soon-to-be wife and spun her around the room.
"Susu- Stop! Susu!" She laughed before she suddenly went pale. "I'm going to be sick!" Susumu immediately placed the woman down who grabbed the nearest trash can and started emptying her stomach contents.
He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry. Man, the morning sickness still hasn't let up, has it? I thought it was supposed to get better in the second trimester?"
"Apparently this little bastard has other ideas." the woman moaned, wiping the puke off her chin as Susumu raised an eyebrow.
"Little bastard? Is that what you're calling him?"
"Damn rights."
Tyson clutched his stomach as his laughter rang throughout the room. "You seriously called Kai 'Little bastard'?!" He turned and looked at his roommate. "Dude! I totally know where you get your dry sense of humour from now!"
Kai's eyebrow twitched in irritation. Had he known that his mother was going to share his birth story, he would've sent the bluenette to his room hours ago.
Anya laughed. "I know, horrible right? I was sick my whole freaking pregnancy with him though. Trying to do schoolwork and read parenting books was a nightmare. Little bastard gave me such awful motion sickness, I couldn't go into a vehicle without a puke bucket handy."
"Hahahaha, you have no idea how much the name still fits. To us, he's 'The Coldest Bastard in all of Russia."
As everyone laughed at his expense the vein on the 'Little bastard's' forehead throbbed. "Can we just please get on with it?"
The woman raised an eyebrow. Absent from his life for a decade or not, Anya knew her son. He was very much like her when it came to his personal life; A huge "Keep Out" sign that was reinforced with a sharp death glare, so she was surprised that not only Kai didn't lash out at Tyson for the insult, but didn't throw him out the nearest exit. From the moment they met she could sense the closeness between the two males. Her ruby eyes discreetly glanced over the blue-haired teen who was still grinning up at Kai. Who was he to Kai? "Anyways," she continued, "your father and I both graduated at the top of our classes and we were married. We found a sweet little cottage outside the city and moved in."
Something clicked in Kai's head. "This cottage doesn't happen to have a trap door that leads down to a weird maze, does it?"
Anya stared at her son in shock. "I'm surprised you would remember that. Susumu insisted on it to keep out unwanted visitors."
Tyson's eyes widened in realization. "No way! The safe house we went to when we were hiding from Kusenov is yours?"
"Oh? So it's still around then?" Anya asked.
"Yeah. It really saved our necks too." confirmed the teen.
"I'll need to go back there." she said, smiling softly. "Anyways, everything was peaceful for a time. Susumu did as promised and started working for Voltaire, while I kept reading parenting booklets and learned how to be a homemaker and everything was going well, until the day you were born Kai."
"What happened?" asked Tyson.
The woman couldn't believe it. After all the planning, all those tests, all the ultrasounds, after all the pain and hards of labour, what was supposed to be her healthy baby boy now laid dead in her arms.
"Dead?! How can a perfectly healthy baby just be dead?" Outbursted Tyson which resulted in identical icy glares from both Hiwataris, making the Japanese teen's blood run cold. "Oopsie...I'll just shut-up now."
"Didn't know that was possible." Kai muttered, wanting his mother to continue with the story.
"To answer your question Tyson, sometimes these things just happened." explained Dimitri. "Sometimes the stress of labour is too much for the baby's heart, sometimes the umbilical cord gets twisted in utero and the baby can't get enough oxygen. Most of the time however, even the best doctors can't figure out the cause of death."
"I see, but what about Kai? If he was born dead, how is he alive today?"
"Stop talking and I'll tell you." said the woman, glowering. Tyson made a motion with his hands that he was zipping his mouth shut and throwing away the key.
Tears streaming down her face, Anya cradled her son to her chest.
"So he was weak after all."
Everyone looked up to see Voltaire standing in the doorway with disapproval clearly written on his face.
Susumu's blood boiled. Rising to his feet he shouted, "You take that back!"
"Face it Susumu, that child wasn't strong enough to survive childbirth. I very much doubt that any of your future offspring will have any potential."
Susumu looked at his father with wide, pained, angry eyes. His frame shook as he spoke. "I can't believe you. We just lost our firstborn son and all you care about is that stupid god forsaken company!"
While the two males argued, Anya could do nothing but weep, utterly heartbroken at the loss of her child. She looked down at his deathly face. His bow lips were blue. His chubby, soft cheeks were white as snow. She brushed the little wisps of dark blue hair...hair like hers. Even in death, he was perfect. Hugging the tiny limp body tighter to her chest, she whispered, "Please, I beg anyone listening. Just bring him back. Bring him back to me!"
Screech!
Everyone in the room looked in astonishment as a red and golden bird flew in from the open window, and landed on the broken mother's bed. Its regal feathers were a sparkling crimson and gold dust trailed from it's tail, strange gold markings covered the sides of its face.
It spoke.
"Your cries and pleas have brought me here. Let me see your child."
Hesitantly, Anya held out the lifeless infant to the strange creature, surprised when the bird bowed its head over her son and golden tears fell from its eyes and onto her child's face.
Her baby was suddenly engulfed in a glorious golden light and rose into the air. Due to the light's intensity, Anya was forced to close her eyes. She then heard the most beautiful sound in the world.
A baby's first cry.
Her eyes immediately snapped open and she wrapped her arms around her child and tears once more fell from her eyes. She looked down at his screaming face. His cheeks were now a healthy pink, his lips no longer blue. She paused when she saw that her son now had silver bangs instead of blue. Was that due to the creature's magic? She lifted her head to thank the bird, only to find that it had disappeared.
"Dranzer." Kai whispered, holding out his beyblade, his eyes glistening.
"Yes. You've always had her Kai. Since the day you were born."
So a few questions answered...Kinda...We now know why Kai's hair is both silver and blue instead of just being blue. Dranzer's magic!
More answers to come with the next chapter! I apologize for all the typos. My sleeping schedule is out of whack, so I'm half asleep while typing this. Pokemon Go takes a lot out of you...
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