Warning: This story my not be suitable for young readers. At some point in chapters there will be mature content that some parents may not find suitable for their children to read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. I only claim my OC's Ana and Issac and of course the plot

Chapter 24:

He awoke with a start and a serious hangover. Thought the curtains were still closed in his room the small crack between them allowed a small glimmer of sunlight to pass through and slightly blind him. Groaning he rolled over and scooted closer to the warm body lying next to him. His hand slid up and down the smooth silky set of ribs and past the hips and rested on her thigh. Sighing he nuzzled his face into her shoulder drinking in the scent feeling content.

After another five seconds of lying there his eyes flew open at the realization. Quickly he sat up and looked down at the young woman lying next to him. He could feel his face grow pale and a lump grow in his throat. Her auburn hair spilled across half of his pillow as she lay there sleeping peacefully. Slightly lifting the blanket he looked to see they were both void of clothing. Cursing under his breath he ran a hand through his hair and looked around the room to see their clothing scattered everywhere. His blue eyes continued to roam the bedroom making him realize they weren't at home, but in a hotel room. The clock by the bed showed it was a little before seven in the morning making him curse again. Ever so slowly he crawled out of the bed being careful so as not to wake her lest she freak out similar to how he felt deep down.

The cold shower helped the headache he had so that he could try to remember the events that led up to how they'd had obviously slept together. One thing was for sure..Bryan was going to kill him when he found out, if she didn't do it first, but it took two to tango so it wasn't completely all him. They had seen the movie, gone to dinner, talked, and drank. Damn alcohol. He would promise himself he'd never drink again, but he knew that he would. The fear he felt was overwhelming. He was still trying to completely understand his feelings for her and now this. If it were any other woman he would walk out the room and never look back, but this was Ana. He not only knew her, he respected her. Turning off the water he pulled back the curtain to find her standing there with his shirt on. Her green eyes were filled with shock and fear, however what bothered him the most was the look of slight disappointment on her face. The warm blush on his face from the embarrassment of her seeing him naked reminded him he had no clothes on and he swiftly grabbed the nearby towel and put it in front of his manhood to hide it from sight. He felt his throat dry out making it difficult to swallow the lump that had formed itself again.

"Tala, what happened last night?" she asked breaking the silence between the two of them.

It was an obvious answer that hung in the air. He knew that she knew. Neither of them could remember, but it was clear what had happened. As his hand gestured in a way that was clear he couldn't give her the details she spun on her heels and left the room. Stumbling out of the shower he followed her to see her collapse onto the bed and curl up into a ball while hiding under the covers.

"I don't know how this happened." he finally managed to say.

A muffle came from beneath the covers, however it was so low he couldn't hear her. Thinking it was smart he put on his pants before trying to speak to her.

"We need to get home." his voice cracked as he spoke.

"I'm sorry." she said.

His brow furrowed before he ripped the covers off of her. She kept her face hidden from him.

"Why are you apologizing?" he couldn't help the annoyed tone that made its way past his lips.

"I know how I am when I drink." she began " I knew, but I was having fun with you."

The laughter that bubbled up from his chest couldn't be held back. It was hilarious to him. Typically the woman blamed the man for everything, yet here she was blaming herself. Ana was calling herself a seductress and judging by the look on her face it was clear she did not enjoy him laughing at her words. She was frowning and her lip poked out a little without her knowing. Kneeling on the floor next to the bed he crossed his arms to rest his chin upon them so that they were eye to eye.

"Here I was blaming myself the whole time. I guess this means that we are both at fault." he smiled. "Or we can blame the alcohol and call it even."

Her eyes glimmered at him as she tried very hard not to smile. The feeling inside his chest was light instead of heavy. He couldn't think of a time when he felt as he did at that current moment. Even when he'd been with Julia there had been many questions in the back of his mind along with a lot of doubt. Yet the woman that lay before him made him feel sure of himself and confident. At that moment he knew. He had no regrets. He felt no remorse that they had sleep together. The only thing he was even remotely disappointed in was that he couldn't remember anything about the evening between the two of them. He reached out and moved a strand of hair that had fallen from behind her ear. Her emerald green eyes followed his movements, but she didn't back away from him.

"Tala." she whispered

The hunger he was beginning to feel for her he knew he couldn't hide. She stared into his blue eyes and he was lost to her. Without another thought he slid up onto the bed towards her and leaned in close. He hovered his lips above hers as he silently waited for her permission to move in. Their breaths mingled and he thought for a split second she would deny him. She leaned towards him and lightly pressed her lips against his. They were softer than he remembered.

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She had kept telling herself no. That it was a bad idea to feel anything for the man in front of her. When she had awoken in the bed with absolutely nothing on her first thought had been that the women she saw at the park were right about her being a whore. The room had been empty and she had felt lonely just as she did when HE would leave her after using her. The relief that she felt when she had found Tala hadn't left but was in the shower was tremendous.

He had grown on her in the past few months since he had first moved in. The feeling in her gut was constantly telling her to run and not allow emotions to cloud her mind. Issac should be her first priority, but the other red head in the house was climbing up the ranks more day by day. Now here they were sober and in bed together. She had allowed him to take the shirt she was wearing off. When she had covered herself from his sight he simply smirked at her and planted kisses all over her body making her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. He took his time with her and explored nearly every inch of her. It was so intimate and different and she didn't know what to think or how to act. Instinct took over between the two of them and they wound up doing the things they secretly wanted to remember that had previously been forgotten. It wasn't perfect, but it wasn't horrible. They butted heads a couple times while switching positions and once he had fallen out of bed due to his legs being tangled in the sheets. It was normal. That's how it felt to her as if being with him was natural. Despite it though she loved looking into his ice blue eyes, the feel of his skin against hers, and the way he made her feel amazing.

As they rode in the car back to the house he kept smiling over at her and enveloped her hand in his. It was large and warm. It made her feel safe and for once in her life that wretch who was the father of her child was the last thing on her mind. When they walked through the front door holding hands the look of anger on Bryan's face was indescribable. He stormed up to Tala and swung full force hitting him square in the nose. Stumbling backwards she could feel herself holler as she watched him fall to the floor. She watched the man with lilac colored hair. His silver eyes bore into her. That overprotective brotherly figure she had grown to love. His fists were clenched at his sides as he looked down on her.

"I am very disappointed in you. You left your son to go out and frolic." Bryan growled at her. "I thought he came first to you."

Narrowing her eyes at him she stepped forward and stood on her tippy toes as best as she could. The top of her head barely made it to his chin, but still she glared at him refusing to back down. Behind her Tala picked himself up off the floor as he wiped the blood away from one of his nostrils.

"I did not abandon him and you do not decide who I'm with." she replied her voice laced with venom. "He is one of your best friends and a good man. How dare you judge him or me."

Bryan twitched for a second. She could tell he knew he had acted wrongly. Instead of admitting it though he walked away.