The Way You Feel | By : Cepheus Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Cepheus: thanks for all
the nice reviews I received for this fic, I am glad
you all like it! And yes, Tala and Rei will not be the only one up for the
competition. You will soon see what I mean.
I am still
unsure on who Kai will end up with though…
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Rating: PG-13 may get higher…
Warnings: Contains Yaoi, which is male x male
relationship. Don’t like, don’t read, don’t flame. Got it?
Disclaimer: if I owned BeyBlade, Kai would be making
out with all the other males… but you don’t see that in the episodes so no, I
don’t own.
“Talking”
‘Thinking’
“(Talking into other languages)”
–Dreams sequences, flashbacks, memories–
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The Way You Feel
Chapter 02: Problems
Bryan heard frantic footsteps outside the
door, hurrying up the stairs, and blinked without surprise, knowing it was Tala
coming back home; being around the red head for most of his life helped the
Falcon learn all his habits –one of them being that he liked to resemble a
stampeding herd of cows when in his worst days.
Maybe in front of others he could look all
cool and unreadable, but when he was alone with his closer friends, the
Demolition Boys, he used to forget what silence was. He liked to talk, to laugh
–well, not laugh, more like chuckle, but still– and to show his carefree side,
the one he had to hide all the time because of others’ reactions.
Carefree, as much as that could be
applied to Tala, anyway.
As Ian accepted another round against
Spencer, the Falcon walked towards the door –to make sure Tala wouldn’t just
slam it down entering– and turned the door knob, expecting to see a fuming Tala
without Kai or a cheery Tala with Kai. It was usual, it already happened, so many times it wasn’t even funny anymore.
Tala’s moods changed drastically when Kai
was around.
As the
door slammed open (despite his attempts to prevent it) Bryan prepared himself to cast a sneer in their
direction, but as soon as he saw what came in, he stopped short, snapping his
mouth shut.
The
sarcastic comments stuck in his throat as his eyes widened at the sight, heart
skipping a beat due to the shock; his control on his emotions slipped away for
a moment because of the scene that met his eyes, and he was frozen solid.
Tala was
cradling the unconscious teen in his arms, being Kai’s lifeless body, with a
wound on his head that was bleeding profusely, staining Tala’s white shirt and
coat. Bryan saw
that the blue marks on his cheeks contrasted sharply with the paleness of his
face as Tala rushed past in a hurry, his eyes full of
worry and a hint of hysteria.
“(Bryan!)” Tala howled. “(I
Need help!)”
Bryan snapped
out of his shock, his brain gaining back his rationality, and hurried forwards,
grasping the fainted blader from Tala’s arms with the outmost care, bringing
him to the couch as the two remaining teens turned to them, confused as to why
they were being this noisy.
Moments
later, Ian and Spencer stood closely behind them, holding their breath as they
took in Kai’s appearance. The tension filled the room as the four teens leaned
closer to their hurt friend, trying to access the extent of his injuries,
fearing the worse.
Tala
couldn’t help but cringe at the amount of blood that covered his clothes,
knowing it was Kai’s and feeling horribly sick (Kai didn’t have to bleed and this couldn’t be happening!). The
crimson shade of blood contrasted evidently on the snowy white material that he
wore. He had always liked white because it reminded him of snow, but now the
candid colour made him sick to the core, knowing it made the crimson red look
even more vivid.
That was
Kai’s blood, and the slate haired blader was lying unconscious on the couch,
and Tala didn’t know what happened… he was feeling devastated and helpless,
because he had to be there for Kai but he hadn’t, and he couldn’t even protect
those he cared for.
He didn’t
even realize he was trembling slightly until Ian brushed his hand over the
Wolf’s own, causing him to visibly jerk. Something was battling inside of him
as his body moved by its own accord to Bryan’s
instructions. Internally, he could do nothing but accuse himself of Kai’s
injury. If only he had been there… if only he had decided to go in search of
him earlier, then maybe…
“(Tala,
he’s fine,)” Bryan
sighed as he cleaned the skin around the still bleeding wound with a wet cloth.
His hand lingered above Kai’s eyebrow for a second, admiring the sleeping teen
he used to call friend; the usually attentive eyes were closed and his face
seemed much paler.
Even the
paint on his cheeks had been partially rubbed off,
staining his face and making it look like a ghost. Bryan cleaned off the marks as well. He could
not stop himself from thinking that Kai looked peaceful in his sleep, and
that he looked much younger. It was different from what he appeared when awake, as if this was a part of him no one was supposed (allowed) to see at all.
He
abruptly stood up, turning his attention to Tala and leaving Ian to nurse the Phoenix, knowing he had
to know.
“(What
happened?)” he asked with a fierce voice, “(Who did
this!)”
He too was
stupefied by his rage, but he assumed it was because Kai was one of his dearest
friends. He wanted to rip the insides of whatever person did this to Kai, and
do it painfully.
Tala shook
away his initial shock and swallowed the lump rising in his throat, trying to
find his voice; he needed to remain focused –for Kai.
“(I don’t
know)” he admitted, the feeling of uncertainty building up inside him, “(I
found him out in the snow in a dark alley, and he was freezing… maybe someone
attacked him)”.
Bryan nodded
and turned back to Kai, who was still asleep. Right now who did this didn’t
matter, what was important now was to make Kai comfortable. Ian and Spencer had
bandaged his head after cleaning all the blood from the wound. He looked a lot
better.
“(It’s
better not to wake him up for now, the blood loss would make him weary and
weak, so he needs rest)”.
This
wasn’t new to them, after all nursing a friend in the
Abbey happened every day… but this was the first time that one of them was hurt
after the end of the championships, and by someone who was not from the
Abbey.
They
thought they would be safe when Boris was arrested, as well as Voltaire. Now
they were reminded that danger not only lurked inside the Abbey, but out in the
streets too. It had been a mistake to think they were safe. They still needed
to focus because after all, they were still teens. And they knew better than
anyone else just how dangerous life was.
Though the
wound was nothing compared to some they had received daily as punishment, it
was one that came as a surprise, leaving them unprepared and for that moment,
they all finally realized that they were lost –like ordinary kids.
‘Something
we were never able to be,’ mused Bryan,
glancing at all his friends with worry. ‘We went through something that
ruined us and made us grow up before out time… I wonder if we are ready to
confront life outside the abbey’.
Once again
forcing himself away from his thoughts, the lilac haired teen shooed Tala away
to his room while he headed for his own to retrieve a blanket for Kai.
He found
himself looking at his image returned to him by the mirror on the right side of
his cupboard as he walked in, the reflection looking back at him with a grim
expression; sharp eyes glaring menacingly at him, dark with anger and worry; he
let his eyes trail on his frame, noticing it seemed more one of a fighter
instead of one of a normal teen.
He was
eighteen now, the oldest of the group. Tala and Spencer were
seventeen, Kai sixteen and Ian just fourteen. They lived a life that cursed
them to become soldiers –weapons for an insane desire of one person, who lived
to ruin innocent children for his own greed.
Shaking
his head, knowing this kind of thoughts were not
needed now, he picked up a thick brown blanket. He closed the cupboard and
returned to the couch, finding the others gathered there.
Even
though none of them was able to show to anyone else their care, it didn’t mean
they were heartless. All of them were close as brothers could be.
“(Go to
bed,)” he growled while glaring at them, Kai was not the only one who could
glare after all, and they needed to rest. “(I’ll stay with him so shoo)”.
Ian eeped
and ran towards his room, closing the door behind him. Spencer merely glanced
at his with his calm eyes and with a last look to the teen on the couch he
retired to his own room, knowing it was best to let the matter in Bryan’s capable hands.
That was
easy, the lilac haired teen thought. Tala however was a different matter, as
his eyes never left Kai’s unconscious body.
“(Tala,)” Bryan repeated, a tinge
of anger appearing in his voice.
“(I won’t
move)” the wolf master replied sternly. “(Kai needs me!)”
“(You need
sleep,)” Bryan
reasoned, “(what can you do for him now? He’s asleep and I’m not going to keep
you awake all night just because you want to nurse your
beloved,)” Tala glared at him, then
realizing what the Falcon meant, he blushed, turning the same colour of his
hair.
He cleared
his throat and decided that the ground was a much better source of interest
than the older teen in front of him.
“(You
don’t know what you’re saying,)” he grumbled, pouting slightly without
realizing it. Bryan
felt a slight smirk curling at his lips and shook his head. Tala was too cute
for his own good at times like this.
“(Then
prove me wrong and go to sleep,)” he added. “(I promise I will stay here with
him in case he wakes up, is that’s fine with you?)”
Tala was
not fully convinced but Bryan
was not someone you could easily ignore; besides, the red head knew he was
right… so he stood up. He brushed his fingers one last time over Kai’s clean
cheek before retiring to bed.
Bryan
sighed and moved to an armchair near the couch where Kai was sleeping, making
himself comfortable so that he could be there if the Phoenix decided to wake during the night. The
mere thought of calling the BladeBreakers never even cross their minds.
……………………………………………
The
slightest noise from the couch alerted Bryan,
snapping him out of his light sleep. The lilac haired blader opened his eyes
and saw Kai twisting around uneasily. Bryan
felt something rise in his chest at the sight of Kai like this, but the feeling
went unnoticed as the red eyes cracked open at the sudden burst of light. Kai
let out a groan of pain and Bryan
was quick to close the curtains, dimming the brightness of the room.
It was
morning, he noticed glancing outside the window, and the sun’s light must have
had woken the slate haired teen up.
Bryan didn’t
even notice he had nodded off until he was awakened. But seeing as he was a
really light sleeper, the thought didn’t do much difference, the most important
thing was that he woke up at the right moment.
He kneeled
down, lowering his head to Kai’s level, and glanced worriedly at the clouded
pupils that were now looking up at him, confused, “(Kai, answer me. How are
you?)” This was a dumb question, considering that he had just gotten badly
injured by someone –or something– the night before, but Bryan asked nonetheless.
It could
have been worse than they initially thought it to be, and he needed to know
straight away if he were to call a doctor.
Kai
blinked again and cleared his dried throat, rasping something that couldn’t be
heard. The falcon handed him a glass of cool water, lifting Kai’s head gently
to let him sip it slowly. Kai glanced at him with a grateful look before
closing again his eyes; the cool water made well for his sore throat.
The lilac
haired blader was worried that he would fall asleep again, but just moments
after, Kai’s eyes shot open again and he looked around nervously.
“(Where
am… I?)” he whispered timidly.
“(Don’t
worry Kai, you’re home,)” Bryan
said the first thing that came to mind.
It was the
truth… partially. In any case, he was glad that Kai was awake and conscious. He
was worried he might have a concussion, since the older teen didn’t know how
hard he had hit his head.
But that
wasn’t important, the most important thing was that Kai was now awake and could
tell him what happened. He contemplated about awaking the others, but first he
needed to know if the Phoenix
was okay.
Besides,
Kai looked too relaxed now, and he couldn’t manage the strength to leave him
alone, not even for a second. Not in this situation.
“(So, you
okay?)” he repeated, staring intently at Kai.
“(My head…
hurts,)” Kai quietly replied. He blinked at the boy in front of him and smiled
sheepishly. “(I would really like another glass of water if you please, but…
first, can you tell me who you are?)”
……………………………………………
He didn’t
care if he considered the Russian teens friends; he
didn’t care if the Demolition Boys looked all nice and dandy. After everything
they did to him, to them, he could not understand that, but he didn’t care.
It didn’t
matter. But what bothered him was, Kai was spending
time with them. Kai was with Tala and not with him, and that annoyed him to no end.
Rei
growled and tightened his grip on the spoon, causing it to bend in his fist.
His amber eyes flashing with barely suppressed anger. Kai didn’t even call. He
stayed the night to their house and he didn’t even have the decency to call and
tell them –tell him– that he was
going to stay over.
That may
sound a bit possessive, but Rei was known to be possessive (his previous team,
the White Tigers, knew this very well), especially when the matters concerned
something he cared deeply for.
Max
blinked as he glanced at the spoon gripped tightly in Rei’s fist. He cleared
his throat timidly (because if the teen’s rage were to turn towards him, he
would not like it) and smiled weakly
at the Neko-jin.
“Would you
please calm down?” he said to the distressed tiger, “It’s not gonna hurt you so
let it go”.
Rei
blinked confusedly and followed Max’s stare, realizing that he was being cruel
to the poor spoon, before flashing a sheepish grin to Max and dropping the
spoon onto the table’s surface with a clunk, sighing in defeat.
“So what’s
wrong?” Max asked, obviously referring to Rei’s strange behaviour, “It’s Kai,
isn’t it?”
Rei felt
his cheeks go slightly red as he shook his head vehemently, denying the
accusation, “No, Kai isn’t the problem,” he mumbled, staring down at the poor
spoon with a glare. “It’s...”
“… the Demolition Boys?” Max glanced at the door, making sure
no one would enter the room as they talked, then swallowed the spoonful of
cereals from his bowl, licking his lips in delight –sugar in the morning was
great.
Rei stared
at him stupefied, waiting for the turtle to chew, then
regaining his composure, he cleared his throat.
“How… how
did you…”
“… how did I know? My, Rei, it is so obvious!” Max giggled
happily and poured some more milk into his bowl before adding more sugar to it.
“You’re jealous!”
“I am
not!” Rei yelled stumbling on the chair as he stood up in a flash. Realizing
his outburst he sat down again, “I mean, what would I need to be jealous
about?”
“Come on
Rei, I am not that stupid you know,” Max glared half-heartedly at him. “I saw
how you look at him and how you’re angry that he prefers the Demolition Boys’
company!”
“Well, you
guys are angry at that too,” Rei sniffed looking away with a pout. Max had to
admit to himself that he really looked like an offended cat when he acted this
way. Not that he complained…
“I mean, I
care if Kai remains with us instead with them –he’s our team–mate and all that
stuff– but you’re taking it personally,” Max pointed Rei with his spoon,
placing his head on his other hand with a knowingly look.
Rei looked
mildly offended by this, but Max didn’t take back his words. He could
understand what Rei was feeling, and knowing that the rest of the team thought
the same, it would be pretty much his death if he were to admit with them that
he didn’t hate the Demolition Boys at all, nor that he thought they would hurt
Kai any way.
“You’re
overreacting!” the blue eyes teen stated.
“And if it
is so? Tyson’s too!” Rei didn’t dare to look at Max, knowing his eyes would
betray his words.
“Ty hates
them,” Max licked his lips, standing with his cup and stepping near the washer
to put it down, “That’s because they tried to dominate the world, and he
believes they will try to lure Kai with them again… on the opposite you don’t
hate them all, you just hate one of
them, and it has nothing to do with world domination!”
Rei
blushed hard but still tried to negate the evidence. “It’s just that…”
“Rei,” Max
was now looking seriously at him, his baby blue eyes full of concern, “How
could you gain Kai’s appreciation if you keep acting like a child? He wants to
spend time with them, then you have to try and act
mature”.
That was a
really strange speech by the second most immature of the group, but it made
sense to Rei, who now looked at the Turtle Master with some kind of respect in
his eyes. He looked and acted most the time like a child, but he sure knew how
to be serious in need. Then Max started to jump around, the sugar taking its
stroll in his system, and that left Rei to think about his words.
……………………………………………
Bryan remained
still as the words rang around in his brain, then his lips curled in a slightly
perplexed and worried grin, “(You sure are joking,)” he managed to say. “(It’s
me, Bryan! Come on Kai, stop, this it’s not funny)”.
Kai
blinked twice then looked up at the purple haired blader with a serious but
confused expression, as he tried desperately to remember who the teen was. The
sole attempt made his head dumb with pain.
It was a
twinge coming from the back of his head, the moment he tried to think about
what had happened before, the moment he tried to pull a memory near that teen
and the name he gave him, he was struck with sudden and fierce pain.
“(It
hurts…)” he groaned, his hand on his brow. “(It’s like I have a mist
surrounding my mind… I can’t remember you even if I feel like I know you, and I
don’t know who I am!)” his tone raised as he started to loose control. Fear itched
in his voice as his eyes shone with tears. “(Why can’t I remember!)” Bryan
stared shocked at his outburst paling, then he felt
hurried steps coming from Tala’s room and the others. The three remaining
Demolition Boys appeared on the doorsteps, each one of them looking perplexed
or worried at them.
“(What’s
the noise? It’s only six o clock!)” grumbled Ian. He
looked up, seeing that Kai was awake, eeped in content. “(Kai, you’re awake!)”
Kai turned
in a flash towards the others and his eyes widened in fear, as he tried
desperately to place a name near each one of them. He felt that he knew them
but failed to remember whom they were. He didn’t like the sensation of feeling
like a rat in a cage. Why couldn’t he remember them?
Why they
kept calling him Kai? Was that really his name? But no answer came, just a dull
pain in the back of his head that made him groan in pain.
“(Kai,
what’s the matter?)” Tala was afraid of the look he saw in Kai’s red orbs. He
took a step forward, raising his hand.
“(Stay
away from me!)” Kai howled, grabbing his ears with his
hands as he closed his eyes –the pain in his head was so strong he started to
feel dizzy. Bryan
backed away as Tala was frozen where he stood.
“(I don’t
know what happened!)” Bryan
was again losing his temper. He never experienced such thing before. “(He said
he didn’t know who I was!)”
Kai lifted
his face slightly, panting and looked at the four of them with haunted eyes,
his hands never leaving his ears as if to protect himself. There were tears
lingering at the corner of his eyes, but they didn’t fall “(Please…)” his tone
was confused and scared, and he was trembling slightly. “(Who are you? Is it
really Kai my name?)”
Again,
there was a moment of silence. Spencer was the first to recover as he stepped
forwards slowly. “(I think you’ve got amnesia,)” he stated loud enough for all
of them to hear him, Kai too, with a slow but warm tone so not to scare him
away. “(Your name is Kai, and we’re your friends,)” he looked at the scared and
injured teen on the couch, talking to him in his most soothing voice.
“(I am Spencer,
this is Ian,)” Ian had a unreadable expression on his
face, but his eyes betrayed his confusion and worry. “(That one over there is
Tala,)” Tala bit his lip but didn’t speak, knowing it was best if Spencer were
to take care of it now. “(And the one that was here when you woke up is Bryan)”.
Kai
swallowed hard and stared at all of them, thankful the blond guy told him their
names. It was easier that way, and his fear was slowly subsiding.
“(You have
nothing to worry about, we’re here to help you,)” Kai stared wide–eyed at Bryan
who was now speaking; the situation was too much to be comfortable, even if now
he had their names they still meant nothing to him.
He sobbed
and covered his eyes with his hands, muffling the sobs that were the result of
shock more than anything else. Tala was the first one to react. He rushed
towards him hugging him tightly but not enough to hurt him. The others soon
followed this with Bryan
settling with just resting his hand on the younger boy’s shoulder for comfort,
feeling uneasy with hugging.
Kai at
first stiffened and tensed in their embrace, but soon enough he leaned into it,
feeling safe even if he couldn’t remember who the four were. The hug gave him a
warm and nice sensation. He felt protected, and at ease.
It was strange,
but he let himself being held, enjoying the feeling of protection and care the
four gave away.
“(I don’t
know what happened,)” Tala looked at him, icy eyes meeting flaming ones “(But I
will help you find your memories back, I promise you Kai)”.
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Cepheus: so… I know this is an
over–used plot, but I will work hard to make it acceptable. Please, if you
care, drop me a review!
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