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 25:

He sat in the chair frowning. It had been almost two weeks since he'd found out about the two of them and he still wasn't happy about it. Maybe it was just the fact he thought of Ana as a sister that it pissed him off so bad. Things could go any way at any moment and it bothered him to know that. Looking at her he always saw his younger sister who he had loved and held dear when they were younger. If only he had been more aware or stronger then maybe the pneumonia wouldn't have taken her from him. He wouldn't deny he was worried about losing her too.

"I don't know man. Maybe I have been a little irrational." he replied running a hand through his hair. "It may have just been a matter of time, but still."

Silence filled the air when no response came.

"Are you ok with all of this? You pretty much like everyone anyways, but still how do you just sit back and smile about everything?"

Issac sat in his chair smiling at Bryan oblivious and not having a care in the world. In only a short matter of three weeks he would be turning two. The little boy was getting taller and smarter. Ian had to change the password on his phone several times that week because the little boy kept unlocking it and calling 911. Every time they tried to hide stuff he knew exactly where to look. A big surprise to everyone was when he'd been caught walking around the house with a Playboy in his hands. The result had been a blushing and mortified Spencer.

Cursing was definitely out of the question, because he was remembering things so well. He'd been put in a time out just the other day because he called someone a fucker in the grocery store. Not to mention with no thanks to Tala the child had mastered puppy dog eyes so that just about anyone would give him what he wanted. So all around it was as if Ana was the mean one to all the boys.

Things were awkward all around. Once it was known throughout the house that Tala and Ana were dating Julia was randomly trying to get ahold of the red-headed young man. Everyday she would message Ian online, but he ignored and deleted them. Tala would get phone calls and he blocked them all. It was strange, but none of them wanted anything to do with her out of respect for their friend.

Bryan cut another slice of apple with is pocket knife and handed it to the little boy. He hadn't thought this much in awhile. His mind was in a fritz with how he should behave. This little boy was his nephew, maybe not by blood, but by interaction. When he looked at the little red-headed boy he saw his friend even though the child wasn't his and it made him wonder what would happen if the father was around. Although if the jackass ever showed his face around the house he wouldn't have one anymore when the paramedics carried his body out.

The sound of the front door opening made him realize he and the little boy had been staring at one another. Ana had gotten a job at a local pizza place. She was hell bent on trying to be independent, not to mention she hadn't spoken to him since he'd punched Tala in the face. Surprisingly though it was his red-headed friend that entered the kitchen not Ana. They narrowed their eyes at one another. Issac squealed with delight and excitement while reaching for the container of puffs on the table. Silently the other man pulled a chair out and sat at the kitchen table. He ruffled the toddler's hair and then leaned back folding his arms in front of him.

"We need to talk." he finally said.

Bryan couldn't help the 'humph' that escaped his lips. He didn't want to talk.

"Fine. I'll do the talking then." Tala replied leaning forward " It's more than clear that you're upset, but this isn't something that was planned and I really don't like having to explain myself as if you're a child. I care about her and that's how it is. I'm not rushing anything though you know I've been having issues with Julia still trying to come around. I'm not a jerk anymore. I will put Ana and that little boy right there first."

"You had a thing for my blood sister too." Bryan grumbled.

That quieted Tala down for a bit causing a blush of embarrassment to cover his face. Yea he'd had a huge crush on Bryan's sister a long time ago and that hadn't gone over very well either. This was different though. He couldn't honestly say he loved Ana but he could say he liked her to the point of almost being able to say it. They had agreed to keep those three words to themselves for awhile and to take things slow despite certain events like sleeping together once….well more than that, but he sure as hell wouldn't tell Bryan that.

"We were young teenagers then." he said defending himself. "I'll admit I was completely stupid back then, but I've changed."

"You hid it from me." silver eyes glared at him.

"No I didn't." the red head all but growled. " I didn't understand anything myself and it was something that just kind of happened. And you punching me in the face was completely unnecessary."

"Perhaps. But it made me feel pretty good." Bryan smirked.

"Well me doing the same thing back would make me feel pretty good." he snapped.

"Chill out." the other Russian sat up proudly. "It was a long time coming. You should be thankful I didn't slug you sooner when you were being all pouty and shit."

Tala slammed his head down on the table. No matter what his friend kept throwing more punches at him with words. He wasn't proud of his behavior in the past few months at all.

"You're an ass." he said his face still on the table.

"Ass Ass!" Issac began to say.

Bryan started laughing as the child kept talking and cursing. Both young men knew that Tala was in big trouble now. She had made it clear she didn't want them cussing in front of Issac. It had been said more times than they wanted to hear and she wanted to say. Just the other day when he had blabbed out the F word she had nearly drowned Ian with soap and water.

"I have no idea what's going on, but are we cool?" the red-head asked.

"Sure. But I better not be hearing anything coming from anyone's bedroom." Bryan said in a threatening voice.

MEANWHILE

Ana was cleaning off the last of her tables at work. Her boss called out and ordered her to leave. Smiling she hung up her apron and waved goodbye. Outside she looked up and down the street to see that Spencer hadn't arrived to pick her up yet so she decided to walk across the street to the book store. Suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her into the nearest alley. She was slammed up against the brick wall of a building. Her head hit it rather roughly so it was difficult to focus on who the assailant was until she heard his voice.

"I missed you." Brooklyn whispered into her ear.

She could feel the fear rising and overwhelming her body. Sweat was quickly forming on her forehead.

"Why did you leave me huh?" he asked in her ear.

Her green eyes refused to meet his aquamarine ones. It was obvious he had the upper hand at the moment and that she was terrified. His breath tingled the nape of her neck and in that moment she hated herself more than she hated him. A small piece of her missed him. First loves were difficult, and no matter an itty bity sliver of emotion forever lingers in everyones heart for that person.

One of his arms snaked around her waist putting the two of them body against body. His right hand pulled her chin forcing her green eyes to meet his blue ones. He smirked at her and leaned in kissing her lightly. She jerked her head away from him make him frown. A fire seemed to light itself in his eyes alerting her he was angry. Over his shoulder she saw Spencer's Tahoe pulled up across the street. Opening her mouth she tried to call out to him, but Brooklyn grabbed her neck hitting a couple of pressure points that knocked her unconscious. His comrade Garland stepped forward from the shadows where he had been the one who had grabbed her off the street. They put her into the car and left.

All the while Spencer was looking around calling out for Ana. The vehicles that traveled up and down the street were of no concern to him so as the white BMW passed by with dark tented windows he paid no heed.