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Immortal	By : SatansFaith Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 605 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Summary - �We shall die
together in front of their very eyes and give them something to be haunted
by...come with me and be immortal.� A vow, two deaths, and eternal love. KaiTala
Gift Fic for Tala-Baby. Please R&R

This is rather pointless. I love the movie Candyman, and I
have been thinking about writing something like this one-shot for a while
but�meh. I don�t own the speech, which belongs to Bernard Rose who wrote the
Forbidden, which was later turned into the Candyman. I do not own Beyblade,
that belongs to a Japanese TV person.

Gift fic for Tala-Baby, who doesn�t know I�m writing this and
therefore I am unmused and unbeta�d. However, surprise! XDDD Hope you enjoy it
whenever you get to read it babes.

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It had all happened so fast, so suddenly. His world had
dropped out from beneath his feet and everything he cared about had been torn
from his grasp. His sister believed he had kidnapped and killed her son, his
boyfriend had turned his back on him and continued his relationship with his other lover.

And everywhere he went, he saw him. No matter the level of noise around him he still spoke. Surrounded by others he still sensed him clearly.

�Do you believe in me? I
have the child�allow me to take you or he will die in your place.�

Tala closed his eyes, his body tightening up as he tried to
ignore the voice that taunted him with its smoothness.

�Your disbelief
destroyed the faith of my congregation, and without them I am nothing, so I was
obliged to come. And now, I must kill you. Your death will be a tale to
frighten children, to make lovers cling closer in their rapture�come with
me�and be immortal.�

�Go away.� He whispered, clenching his fists as he leant upon
the icy barrier of the bridge. �You�re not real.� He jolted when something
sharp traced the side of his neck lightly, goose-bumps rising rapidly on his
tingling flesh.

�You still dare to deny my existence?� The voice that had
whispered in his mind spoke next to his ear, his face so close that the redhead
could feel the smirk upon the other�s lips. �Who else shall I have to sacrifice
for you to believe? Your distraught sister and her husband? Your errant
lover?...The child?�

Tala bit his lip hard, squeezing his eyes more tightly closed
as he felt the familiar prickling behind the thin skin of his eyelids. He felt
more than heard the rustle of clothing as the thing at his back moved to stand
by his left.

�Why do you want to
live?� The voice was weary yet amused -the already deep tone darkened by the
strange mix of emotions-, the ever present smoothness and calmness making Tala
clutch his jacket tighter around his lithe frame. �If you would learn just a little from me you would not beg to
live. I am rumour. It is a bless�d condition, believe me.�

Breath caused his bangs to sway as the other leaned in close
once more, speaking softly in his ear. �To be whispered about at street
corners, to live in other peoples dreams, but not to have to be�do you understand?�

�You�re a murderer.� Tala growled lowly, the fear that was
freezing his body thawing rapidly as anger began to blaze, momentarily making
him forget everything at risk - his family, his lover, his own life.

The other chuckled, crimson eyes fluttering closed as he
smiled. �They say I have shed innocent blood�but what is blood for, if not for
shedding?� He moved swiftly, appearing before the redhead, one hand grasping
his chin and easing it up so fire could clash with ice. Those icy orbs began to
haze, and the bluenette smirked. �I came for you. It was always you, Tala. It
was always you.�

The blue eyes blinked blearily as images flashed before them
rapidly and his body swayed slightly, strong arms looping around his waist to
keep him from falling, his forehead resting snugly on a sturdy shoulder. He
shook his head weakly, trying to regain control of himself, when the bluenette
spoke up. �I was not always this way�this is merely what I have become. You
must see what they did.�

He was in an ornately
decorated room with gold chandeliers instead of light bulbs, the floor was some
kind of dark wood instead of thick navy carpeting, and the walls were the same
dark wood as the floor instead of a cool ice blue. This wasn�t his bedroom, and
yet it was so familiar in its entirety.

He felt at home in this
strange place with its large canopy bed, beautifully shaped ceiling to floor
windows, the old but well-kept books on a shelf and the carefully carved
furniture.

He felt himself moving,
his limbs heavy and weak, and stopped before a marvellous bench. The seat
looked to be from at least the mid-18^th century with antique cream
and gilt framing. The craftsmanship in the vine carvings on the apron, legs and
feet was excellent, and was covered in the finest of taupe linen.

He could easily find himself
staying in this place, enjoying the old-world feel of the room, the beautiful
and antique d�cor, and -as he looked out the window- the seemingly never-ending
rolling green lawn behind the house.

�Tala�� The voice
crooned, strong but far away, soft but firm. ��Tala.�

He glanced around,
trying to find its owner. The only thing he could find was two doors. Steeling
his nerves he slowly moved towards it, his eyes never leaving the thick and
elaborately carved door.

His hand touched the
cool wood and he pushed it open, peeking inside. He felt his chest constrict
and his stomach fall away, his eyes widening at the scene within the room.

�My only sin,� his voice
spoke near to his ear, causing him to start badly and press back against him,
though his eyes never left the couple on the bed in the room, �was to love
you, and to be blessed with your love in return.�

The world flashed white,
bright and painful against his eyes and he squeezed them closed tightly. �They
took everything away from me Tala�� He felt
an arm brush past his own and opened his eyes, blinking away the black spots as
he tried to focus.

A cross stood in the
middle of the field, the sun shining brightly down upon it, the long grass
swaying with the soft breeze that blew past every so often. People were crowded
around it, and somewhere in the back of his mind he was sure he recognised a
few.

But there was one face
that was unmistakeable. It belonged to the man upon the cross, his head bowed,
chin resting on his shirtless chest. The man was still alive, Tala could tell
from the steady but weak rise and fall of his chest with his breathing, and for
a reason unknown to him he felt a tear fall from his lashes onto his cheek,
slowly travelling down his face.

��my family��

The slate bangs hung limply
before closed eyes, some sticking to his forehead with sweat, some tainted
purple by the blood that covered most of his body. The navy hair at the back
was messy and also dampened by sweat, saw small hints of green amidst the
blues.

��my life��

The muscled torso was
smeared with blood, little circles from where it had dripped down from his
face, streaks where it ran steadily from a deep wound to his side, several
distorted and crimson handprints.

Tala swallowed thickly
as he realised exactly what this was. It was an execution, and one done in the
same manner as the execution of Christ. ��you.�

A man stepped forward,
and as he did Tala stepped back, further into the strong body behind him, his
eyes wide with shock and amazement. He had no sense of anything for a moment,
and wondered if this was what a heart attack felt like, and then he felt the
steady throb against his chest, his lungs expanded to allow him air, and he
blinked.

�Bryan��

�You have defiled my
son!� The lilac haired male spat, glaring up at the figure on the cross with
angry eyes. �Rapist!� The crowd jeered and yelled at the male on the crucifix
who remained silent, his eyes closed.

He felt the bluenette
shift slightly and moments later there were lips by his ear. �Be my
witness.� He murmured softly. �See
how I became a reflection of their hatred.�

�No!�

Tala�s head snapped
around at the anguished cry, and was shocked to find himself running towards
the crucifix. His mouth opened slightly and he tried to speak, but the
bluenette beat him to that.

�My pain was unbearable�but yours was even greater.�

�Stop him!� Bryan demanded, and two of the men in the crowd
grabbed the blue-eyed teen, keeping his struggling form away from the alleged
rapist.

�Let him go!� The
redhead yelled, tears streaking his cheeks as he fought to be free of the two
broader and stronger men who held him. �Father! Let him go!�

Bryan sneered and turned
his eyes back to the dying figure suspended from the cross, who lifted his head
weakly at the new voice. Something in his eyes flashed briefly and they moved
towards the lilac haired male. He laughed softly, a smirk pulling his lips.
�You will all be damned.� He promised, his voice
filtering away in a final breath as his head fell.

The two men released
Tala�s arms and the redhead moved swiftly. His hand shot down and grasped the
hunting knife one of the two men wore and he ran quickly to the base of the
cross, throwing himself down onto his knees.

Before even Bryan could move he thrust the knife into his
stomach, closing his eyes in a wince and gritted his teeth to restrain a shout.
His fingers were curled tightly around the handle, the knuckles turning white
with the intensity of the hold, as he continued to place pressure on it,
sinking it in deeper.

Tala looked to the
bluenette behind him, catching the sorrow dance ever so briefly through the
crimson orbs as he watched the suicide of his lover. �Now do you realise
what was taken from me?� He asked lowly,
turning his eyes away from the past to the present. �They killed me�and
with my death they killed you also.�

The crowd had now
swarmed around the redhead, one man holding him down while another yanked the
knife from his stomach, a woman using her shawl as a tourniquet as Bryan stood
above, shaking with rage and�tears? Tala couldn�t tell.

�But they could not kill my soul. They drained my body of life�s
essence, and I was brought back by my vow, destined to drain the essence of
others to continue living.�

The world flashed white once more, and he was no longer in the
warm summer field, but in a cold winter street. He swallowed as he realised
that now the bluenette had him backed into the fence, arms tightly about his
waist.

�You were not content with the stories�so I was obliged to
come. Be my victim. Be. My. Victim.
I am the writing on the wall, the whisper in the classroom. Without these
things I am nothing�so now I must shed innocent blood. Come with me��

A name whispered at the edge of his mind, memories that were
not his own flooded his senses, feelings he had never felt before swelled his
heart to the point he thought it would explode. �K-Kai?�

The bluenette smiled and nodded. He lifted a hand slowly and
seemed to hesitate before lightly brushing his fingertips along the redhead�s
brow, sweeping down his cheek, falling back down to his side as he reached the
defined jaw line.

Tala somehow knew what was going to happen, but his arms felt
like he had lead weights attached to his wrists, his gaze fixed on the
blood-ruby irises in front of him, as the bluenette�s head dipped, stopping
mere millimetres away from his lips, bringing a small whimper from his throat.

Kai smirked softly and eased his head back a little. �What do
the good know, except what the bad teach them with their excesses?� He asked,
his voice low and husky, breath caressing the younger male�s face. �Allow me at
least a kiss�just one�exquisite�kiss��

Tala�s eyes fluttered closed as he tilted his chin up, another
whimper sounding when his nerve endings sparked as his lips brushed softly
against the bluenette�s, a strangely familiar sensation. He felt comfortable in
a way he had never felt with Bryan
as Kai�s lips moulded onto his.

For several moments, the world seemed to stop, and then Tala
felt Kai�s lips parting slightly as his tongue slipped out to lap the slit of
his lips persuasively. Every brain cell in his head yelled that he should pull
away, put distance between them, make this Kai thing tell him where his nephew
was, but his body cried to relent, to explore, to offer himself back to his
lover.

Before he could give in to his body and react to the bluenette�s
probing tongue it withdrew, and he blinked his eyes open to stare up into the
grim crimson eyes above him. �They will all abandon you.� He stated, his voice
lowering as a hand lifted and touched his cheek softly. �All you have left is
my desire for you.�

A wave of dizziness over swept him and he closed his eyes, the
firm body that had held him up disappearing into thin air as his hands shot out
and clutched the guard railing tightly to prevent himself from falling. He dropped
onto his knees, feeling the numbing cold sink into his jeans as he rested his
forehead against the steel.

�Find me.�

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o.O Okay, I meant this to be a one-shot but it�s going to be a
two-shot now and I hope everyone likes, but I really really hope you like it
Luna-sama ^-^ Hehehe, surprise and all that. -.-;; *sighs in disappointment*
Sadly folks, the really sexy KaiTala line I loved so much isn�t in this chapter�mores
the pity. Don�t worry though, I�ll make it up in the next chapter.

For those who have not seen the movie and feel confused, drop
me an email or ask in a review about whatever�s confusing you, and I�ll reply.
I think I sorta screwed up the basic plot anyways -.-;; R&R!
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