Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Acquired Affection ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Acquired Affection.

 

 

 

 

Summary:

 

A story about the hardships of love, society, greed, loses and most importantly trusts. Join ten teenagers, all living their lives together as close friends, as they all embark on a journey that tells the of acquired affection.

 

Genre: Romance/ Drama/ Angst/ friendship/ humour

 

 

Chapter 1:

 

 

 

Olivia Bianca Vincenzi, lay in bed. Her eyes were tired from long shed tears, as she sniffled lightly. She had never felt this kind of emotional pain before, and one thing for sure was that she did not welcome it in the slightest.

 

She felt as if her heart had no reason to beat at all, she felt like vanishing from all existence, to be allowed to drown herself in her sorrows, something she longed to do, but was to stubborn to admit, even to herself.

 

It had all started two weeks ago, a time she had experienced everything, but the unknown emotion people called love.

 

She was on holiday, the last summer she would spend in her home country before she had to move elsewhere, why she didn't know, but she knew there was a part of her that would welcome this change with open arms.

 

Eva- May Hiwatari, one of her best friends, owned a small beach house, far away from their busy lives. She demanded that as it was their last summer in their home country, they had to make sure that they would remember it.

 

Olivia snorted, she wouldn't be able to forget the past two weeks if she tried, she knew that the experience of emotions that she had, were going to stay permanently engraved into her memory.

 

 

Eva decided all four of them, which included, herself, Natalie, Eva, and Cameron, should spend two weeks in her beach house, which she had inherited from her grandfather before he passed away, and she was as excited as the rest of them.

 

That was until, one of Eva's brothers showed up.

 

Kai Hiwatari.

 

Just saying his name made her heart leap into her throat, and a flutter of butterflies disrupt her stomach.

 

He was as handsome as a man could get, lean muscular body, that she knew all to well, faintly tanned skin, that was smooth to her touch, his auburn eyes that could see straight into her soul and his hands and lips that could let her melt under his touches and crave for more.

 

Their meeting hadn't been the friendliest, and by the end of the day, he was calling and immature girl and she had called him a baboon with hair like a porcupine, of course, she had never meant it. She loved his hair, the way it would cover his eyes mysteriously, creating an attractive image, the way she run her hands softly through it's texture…

 

No man had ever had that effect on her before and she did not like it, but she couldn't help it… she felt more tears spring into her eyes, and in no time at all a waterfall had made its way down her cheeks, and onto the pillow, she was resting her head on.

 

She sat up abruptly, suddenly deciding to go to the kitchen for some water, as she felt her throat was dry, she slid out the comfortable bed, picking up her silk robe on the way, and she gently opened the door, cringing when it made a noise.

 

She held her breath slightly hoping she didn't wake anybody up, and when she realized she hadn't. She quickly but quietly, made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

 

Using her hand to find the light, she switched on the lights, and almost screamed in frustration, when the lights didn't turn on.

 

Using her hand to guide her through the darkened kitchen, she filled up the glass cup with some water, and drank it down, feeling it sooth the insides of her throat.

 

She set the glass down in the sink, feeling her body become more relaxed, that was until…

 

“What are you doing up?” she tensed slightly, she should have known better, he had sharp hearing, and he was probably awake, as he barely slept.

 

She turned around to face him, her breath hitched slightly, how was it possible for him to make her feel like this.

 

To make her heart beat quicker, to make her insides twist and turn.

 

He sent her a glare, which was so typical, she knew better than to feel threatened, and she had seen another side to him that people barely knew existed.

 

She cleared her throat, and sniffed slightly “I needed some water”.

 

He loved her voice, it had a small Italian accent, but you could barely notice it. He grunted. Olivia began to feel awkward, she moved away from the sink; as she walked, pass him to go back to her room.

 

She was so close to walking past him, so very close, that was, until he suddenly reached out and grabbed her tan wrist, which caused her heart to stop.

 

She was afraid to turn back and look at him, but she did anyway, she gasped, as his auburn eyes showed more than emotion than ever. He needed her, he desired her, he cared for her, but most of all he didn't mean to put her through all this pain.

 

She tried to tug her hand back, but it only resulted in him pulling her into his arms, where she belonged, where she would always belong. He could smell her strawberry shampoo, from her unique silky silver hair, that he loved to run his fingers through, as he gently nuzzled her neck.

 

He traced his lips down the column of her throat, as he longed to do. She closed her eyes as sharp shivers raced down her spine; she knew no other man could make her feel like this.

 

“I love you,” he whispered.

 

She gasped, as she pulled back out of his arms and instantly slapped him across his right cheek.

 

She felt her tears spring back to her eyes again; she hated crying, especially in front of him. However, this time she did not care.

 

“How dare you”, she whispered harshly “Come sfida voi, voi bastardi (1), you have no right to tell me you love me, when you are with another woman” by now, Olivia was fully crying, because the man she had fallen in love with….was with another woman, and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.

 

When the two of them had started this spontaneous relationship, Kai had failed to notify Olivia that he was with another women.

 

When they had first met, Eva had introduced all of them to Kai, and when Kai refused to acknowledge any of them, Olivia snorted and said something about him being a Snobbish Immature asshole with no manners, of course she had said it in Italian; she was surprised when he answered back.

 

That was when it started. Nevertheless, what triggered of the relationship was two days after that, when they all decided to go to beach, Eva, Cameron, and Natalie left early to go cook dinner, leaving Kai and Olivia by themselves.

 

Of course, it had been a huge mistake because ten minutes later they were already squabbling, and threatening to kill each other, and when Kai had had enough of her calling him “Porcupine head”, he hoisted her over his shoulders as if she were a sack of potatoes, and threw her into the ocean. Although his plan back fired, because she grabbed hold of his hand and dragged him into the water as well.

Olivia who didn't know how to swim and was quite short instantly grabbed hold of Kai, who's hands instinctively went around her waist pulling her body against his, supporting her weight.

 

As time stood still, for both of them, Kai noticed how her silver hair clung to her, how her cute lips shivered because she was cold from the water, and her body was moulding perfectly against his own, her cheeks flushing.

 

He gently moved forward to kiss her, instantly, loving the feeling of her lips against his, and how it took every ounce of his power to stop kissing her.

 

From then on they had hit the point of no return, even though the girls didn't know about their secret relationship, they could barely stop being together from that point on, physically and emotionally.

 

For the first time in his life, Kai had fallen in love and he wanted nothing more than to never let the feeling go, he had, had his first taste of it and he didn't want to give it up if it made him feel so alive.

 

Olivia, was his complete opposite, she lightened up his life, showing him things he would have never taken an interest in. She was caring, smart, stubborn and easily tempered, but most of all was her angelic looks, her waist length silver hair, tan skin, and silver eyes, not only that, but she was the only person that could match his sharp tongue.

 

However their relationship had ended as quickly as it had begun, three days ago she turned up, which ripped her heart out in a way she never knew was possible. Seeing them together, and knowing he lied to her, hurt more than anyone could ever imagine, which was why she hid herself in her room away from everyone else.

 

Which was why as she stood there in front of him, tears streaming down her face, as she cried herself a river, and Kai looked back at her his eyes burning in Rage, and empathy knowing he was the reason she was in pain.

 

He just could not look at her, those sad silver eyes. So instead he pulled her into his arms, telling her how sorry he was, or as sorry as Kai Hiwatari could get.

 

He ran his hands soothingly through her silver locks, as he pulled back from their embrace. Noticing, that even, when she was crying she stilled look beautiful, unconsciously their lips moved forward, grazing gently, before Kai, wrapped him arms around her waist, pulling her against him, as they both groaned at the contact.

 

It had been too long since they had kissed each other, or felt each other, and Kai couldn't get enough of her, as their mouths moved together simultaneously, their lips touching softly and Olivia, couldn't help but surrender to his drugging kisses, as little whimpers and pleas left her throat as she silently begged for more.

 

Kai could feel her hesitate slightly, but he couldn't help himself, he had become so used to her scent, her body, her soul, he felt so complete when he was with her. He heard soft whimpers leave her throat, whimpers that made him shiver, as he licked her bottom lip, begging for and entrance, begging to let their lips sing a silent harmony that only they could sing. His tongue slowly entering her mouth a helpless groan left his throat as he felt his control slipping, the familiar taste of Vanilla filled his senses, as her hands ran through his hair.

 

He pulled back, as she cried at the loss of his lips, but sighed as he began to trail his lips up to her ears, his tongue tracing around it, then blowing air on it, so she shivered and tugged harder at his blue locks of hair.

 

He traced the invisible line he made back to her puffy lips, his teeth bit them slowly, making her gasp, so he could slip his tongue back into her mouth, their tongues sliding pass each other, as they both felt their control slip completely.

 

Kai's hands hoisted her up on top of the marble counter, the silky nightdress she had adorned had been ridding up so much. Kai could feel the heat from her core, and his growing need became more desperate, he used his hands to trace her golden legs, making her tip her head back, and she raised her hips, silently asking him to take her.

 

Kai didn't need to be told twice, as they both surrendered to their needs. It had been a long time since they tasted each other, felt each other, and now neither of them wanted it to end. As she quietly begged him to take her faster, deeper and harder, as she let her heart feast on the only love that it knew and as they both reached their high they felt their souls entwine deeper, as they basked in a pleasure, that only they shared…

 

XxXxXxXxXxX

 

 

Johnny lay silently on the floor; his face was beyond battered and bruised as he lay in his own little puddle of crimson red.

 

He didn't know what he had done this time, but what ever it was, it sure made the old man angry, the old man being his uncle, one of the only flesh and blood he still had in the world.

 

His parents had mysteriously died a few years back, just as Johnny was in his third year in high school. The investigators said it had been by pure accident, but he knew better than to believe that, as they had obviously been bribed or blackmailed into keeping the truth to themselves.

 

His uncle was a powerful man, who had inherited the entire family business when his father along with all his aunts and uncles had died. Johnny's family business was spread world wide, so all his family members had a fair share of money. But now his uncle owned all the business' world wide, as he slowly watched members of his family die one after the other, whilst his uncle gained more and more money, which was a dead give away to Johnny that his uncle was a the main suspect behind his families death.

 

Ever since he had made that discovery, he vowed to make sure that, his uncle was either behind bars, or in a coffin fifty feet underground whilst his bones rotted to the depths of hell. He wanted custody of his sister, and he wanted to stop the brutal abuse that had been haunting his life day in and day out for years.

 

A small gasp and sob broke Johnny out his thoughts as he heard little feet scamper across the large front room, avoiding all the broken glass on the floor.

 

“Johnny, oh my God, what did he do to you?” a slender hand reached down and gently inspected his wounds, her mahogany hair tied back as a look of pure concern and heartache wore itself on her face, she kneeled down to inspect the damage done to her brother.

 

It happened every time, and she didn't know why, she wished she could help him in some way, but all the help she offered would result in an argument or he would just ignore her.

 

Jessica McGregor, felt droplets run down her cheeks, and even though she was supposed to be used to the sight of seeing her brother, being beaten to a near death position, she just couldn't.

 

Their life wasn't supposed to be like this. She wanted to be surrounded by her cousins, Robert, Enrique and Oliver, she wanted to share occasions with her aunts and uncles, but most of all she wanted her old life back. When her parents were alive, and she didn't have to live in fear of her uncle being the death of her brother, and having to be alone.

 

“What do you think he did to me”, Johnny's voice was hoarse from coughing up blood, “do you think I did this to myself” he let out a bitter laugh.

 

“Jonathon….don't…I'm not laughing” Jessica hated when he did that, she felt so completely useless when it came to situations like this.

 

She remembered when they were younger. Johnny wasn't always happy, but you could tell he wouldn't have his life any other way, he would go out like a regular teenager, and have fun, but now he was in college, and there were no parents so he just stayed at home, buried himself in his work, and always had excuses to just not have a normal life.

 

He shut himself off from the world doing what their horrid uncle asked them to do, just so she could have a normal life, but she would gladly sacrifice hers than to see her brother lying on the floor in a bloody pulp.

 

“Don't worry about me Jess, I'm fine, just a few scratches” Johnny sat up wincing slightly, “I'll go clean myself up”, with that he stood up slightly, silently telling Jessica to stay where she was by glaring at her when she tried to help him.

 

Jessica sighed as she saw him walk up the stairs, he was so lonely, it was like the only reason he was alive was for her sake and because he wanted to find out the truth to the families death because he refused to believe that it was by pure accident.

 

`I just hope there's someone, who can help him' she thought as she made her back up to her room, Making sure to avoid the smashed vases and glass on the floor, she would clean it up later, she decided.

 

Johnny winced as his hands grasped the side of the tiled shower wall, as he watched crimson red blood flow down his body and down the drain, frustration and pain etched onto his face, feeling the boiling hot water beat down on his back as steam filled the bathroom.

 

He stopped the shower getting a towel to dry his body, flinching slightly when he touched a fresh scar.

 

He sighed, it didn't make any difference anymore, after getting rid of another bruise, and he knew that it would come back again. It wasn't that he was self conscious, he rarely cared about how he looked, but there were times when people would ask him what happened.

 

What could he say then? He fell over….Johnny couldn't help but laugh at that excuse, it was the lamest excuse in the book, Johnny would simply tell them he got into a fight, which was the most likely excuse, as he did have a very violent temper.

 

At that moment his cell phone decided to ring, he looked at the called ID, and he let a small smirk grace his lips.

 

“Good evening, Jonathon McGregor”

 

“Drop the formal shit, Ray”

 

“What's wrong with you, you make it sound like someone beat the shit out of you”

 

A dead silence went over the two occupants on the phone “Johnny, I- I didn't mean… to...”

 

Johnny chuckled, “its kind off ironic, as that as a matter of fact that just happened… its okay Ray you didn't know”

 

Ray sighed, “Johnny, you can't keep living like this, when will you understand that your uncle is sick in the head”

 

Johnny growled slightly “don't you think I know that, but what choice do I have?”

 

“What do you mean, what choice do you have, you've got me, Tala and Kai, and Oz.”

 

Johnny growled, as he slowly counted back from ten, trying to stop himself from shouting down the phone at his childhood friend, “Ray, you of all people, should know that I hate receiving charity, especially from you guys, so just drop the fucking subject.”

 

“Okay, I'll drop it…for now; anyway, I bet your wondering why I called you?”

 

Johnny muttered a few incoherent curses under his breath, something along the lines of `No shit!'

 

“As you know, I have been in china since the first year of college, but I decided to transfer and do my last year of college with you guys”

 

“Are you serious, would your family even allow that you know how they look down on everyone”. By now Johnny had left the bathroom, going to his room, he put his phone on speaker, deciding to look for a clean pair of clothes.

 

“Yeah, my mother and father decided to move their work back to Bakuten, and I decided to follow”

 

Johnny roughly put on a t-shirt, and pair of short, “I don't believe that excuse for a second, the real reason you want to come back, is because of a certain pink haired girl, who you fell in love with, and you probably still love her now”

 

Johnny, waited for Ray to deny it or shout, but he felt slightly shocked when his friend didn't say anything for a few seconds.

 

“I'm not going to deny, that a day hasn't gone pass when I don't think about her, or what could've have happened if I stayed”

 

“Well all I can say, is if you see her now, you'll be… surprised” Johnny said as he thought of the last time he saw her, which was yesterday…

 

“Surprised? Why would I be surprised, I mean, you make it sound…”

 

Johnny sighed, as he looked at the time, “All, I'm going to say, is that at school, she's labelled as the sluty charity girl, and for about nine months, she was the girl who slept with Ray Kon, to get his money…”

 

“Where are you going with this? Moreover, why does everyone hate her?”

 

Johnny, rolled his eyes at his friends desperation, although he couldn't blame him, he knew that his friend really cared for this girl, and that he would go to the ends of the earth just to see her happy.

 

“Ray after, you left, Mariah fell pregnant…”

 

A dead silence fell over the phone, and Johnny had to look at his phone to see if Ray was still there, making him quickly forgetting his own problems, he frowned slightly, waiting for his friend to show the slightest sign of existence.

 

“What do you mean…pregnant?” the voice on the other side of the phone came out surprisingly calm.

 

“She was pregnant, as in carrying a kid around in her stomach,” answered Johnny, he ran a hand through his mahogany hair, and then he rubbed his tired violet eyes, as the days events finally took a toile on him.

 

“Well, did she abort or the give baby up for adoption? And who's the father?” were the desperate pleas that came from the other side of the phone.

 

“I don't know, all I know was that she was poorly treated around the school, most of them from the peers, but when the rumours spread that she was pregnant, I didn't believe it. Then one day when I saw her one day in hallway, and that was proof enough, people said that she probably slept around and got pregnant, or that she was cheating on you, or she got pregnant so she could get charity from people.”

 

“Have you seen the baby?”

 

“Nope, she missed a few months of school though after, her nines months were up”

 

“Oh okay, I see...”

 

Johnny could sense the confusion in Ray's voice, so he decided to change the subject.

 

“So why did you call anyway?”

 

“Oh yeah, well I'm arriving to Bakuten tomorrow morning, and because Kai is in Italy with his sister, Tala just won't pick up his phone, and Ozuma is probably as usual doing something stupid, the only option was…you.”

 

“You want me to pick you up from the airport?” Johnny asked.

 

“Well even thought you are one of the most reckless people I have ever met apart from Tala, and Oz, I don't really have a choice” Ray chuckled.

 

“Fine, just call me when you get to the airport and I'll come get you…so does this mean you back for good?”

 

“…yeah I guess I am back for good” Ray answered, “but I'll call you tomorrow”

 

“Yeah sure”

 

Ray Kon ended the call and sighed, that was an unusual conversation, and it wasn't because Johnny wasn't as rude as usual.

 

He opened the draw next to his bed, pulling out a picture of himself and a pink haired young woman, his large fingers traced over her golden yellow eyes, that shone like the sun itself, her pink flowing hair fell to one side, as a beautiful smile graced itself on her full lips.

 

He missed her so much.

 

The pain in his heart was still there as he remembered the day he left her, not because he wanted to…but because he had to.

 

His family were very powerful people, who honoured themselves as one of the highest amongst society, they looked down on those who were not a part of them and they looked down on those who tried to be like them.

 

This meant, he could only associate with people from his social class, which was okay with him, all his friends were well off, and his parents respected their family so it was normal in the beginning.

 

Until, he met her.

 

It was the start of his sophomore year, and she was a new student. He remembered when the teacher opened the door, he remembered the feeling of butterflies in his stomach, as a smile graced her full lips, a smile that made him go weak in the knees, the way their eyes connected, as a small blush made its way on to his cheeks, and she flicked back her long pink hair.

 

He had fallen in love with her, at that exact moment.

 

However, that was where the problems began, she wasn't from a rich background, and it was just her and her mother. She struggled to get by yet but she worked very hard.

 

However, people still hated her, and resented her, and she became one the toys for bullies to pick on, until he decided to step in one day as it had gotten too far.

 

It had been a cold day, and he was on his way home, he had been about to leave the school building when, he heard swearing and the sound of someone being hit. Letting his curiosity get the better of him, Ray followed the voices.

 

He felt instantly angry at the scene before him.

 

There she was a stubborn frown on her face, even though he could see straight through it, she was on the verge of tears. That was the last straw for him as he roughly pulled the boys who were pursuing her away from her.

 

He remembered the relief that spread across her face as he offered his hand to her, the way she shyly placed her hands in his as he offered to take her home.

 

She had politely declined, but he wouldn't take no for answer, and he had ended up walking her home.

 

From that point on, he would do everything within his power to gain her attention, if only for a few moments, but to him it was moments like that made him fall even more in love with her.

 

Until he had finally, built up the courage to ask her out on a date, he had been expecting her to completely reject him, as she did many other boys, but she didn't…instead she just blushed a deep red.

Next thing he knew, they were both sitting in a café getting to know each other. He had learned that she had no idea what she wanted to do with her life, but she wanted to be a great successor.

 

Then when he asked her what she thought about marriage…she froze slightly, and when he asked what was wrong, she confessed that most marriages in her family never worked out, particularly with the women, they either were treated badly, or were cheated on by their husbands.

 

Since then, he vowed to make her happy, despite his family disapproved of her, he loved her and he knew he always would…, which was why he wanted to go back to Bakuten, to regain her love again…if only he knew how difficult that task would be.

 

He reluctantly put the picture back into its respectful place, and carried on packing his bag, smiling at the fact that he would be going back to a place that he rightfully belonged to.

 

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A loud wail filled the room as the two year old, called for her mother to come pick her up and take all her troubles away.

 

Just as planned a very young woman, who stood with, now, short pink hair entered the room, turning on the light, as she picked up the crying baby and nuzzled her onto her chest, whilst rocking the baby girl gently.

 

“Now I have no idea, why you decided to wake mommy up, when you know she has work in the morning,” said the gentle soothing voice of Mariah Chan. She gently ran her hands through the baby's raven locks, sitting herself in the old rocking chair that her mother had used for her when she was still a baby, as she moved her daughter into a more comfortable position.

 

Her golden eyes meet a pair of teary, amber eyes, her cheeks were scrunched up and red, and her raven hair had was untamed and messy. Mariah couldn't help but think about the obvious resemblance between her daughter Kaylee, and her daughter's father, Ray Kon.

 

He had hurt her in more ways than he would ever know, they were together for about two years, but she was still put down and picked on because of her social status and everyone thought that they were together because she wanted money.

 

She came from a broken family; it was just her and her mother, she had a brother, who turned to drugs, and their father had walked out on them a long time ago… it was expected in their family. For generation after generation, it was a well-known fact that the women in her family had the worst luck with men.

 

It didn't matter how many time you got married, a man would always let them down, she thought that too, until she met Ray.

 

He was as handsome as a man could get, and as caring, as man should be, sure they had, had their difficulties, but he would always make it up to her, in the sweetest way possible.

 

Until he ripped himself violently from her life, with out a reason why, or a goodbye.

 

A few months had passed, and she began to wake up feeling sick, and tired, remembering that she had missed her menstrual cycle; she went to doctors only to find out that she was a few weeks pregnant.

 

She remembered crying for so many nights, asking herself what to do.

 

She was against abortion, and adoption, it was her baby, hers and Ray's baby, so even thought she wasn't fond of the idea at the time, she kept the baby. By then she had broke the news to her mother, who was more than angry, but she came to accept the idea within time.

 

However, when it came to labour and she brought Kaylee Marie Chan into the world, she instantly fell in love with her. Ever since then she had taken her role as a mother very seriously, she would always cater to her baby's needs, whether because she wanted attention, like now, or simply because she was hungry, she was always there, barley accepting any help from anyone. She wanted to prove she could be the perfect mother.

 

Although, she was treated unfairly, at school as people would never stop whispering, or putting her down for the fact that she was about to become a teenage mother. They spread stupid rumours about her and her baby, making her the lowest of the low, and even though she acted like she didn't care, she knew she had spent many restless nights crying herself to sleep.

 

A small whine caught her attention, as she looked down into her baby's amber eyes, her face was slightly frowned, from the loss of attention she was not receiving.

 

“Okay, mummy hasn't forgotten you” her voices instantly making the toddler go silent, as she snuggled closer to her mother.

 

“You have no idea, how much you look like your father, do you?” Mariah asked, watching her daughter, give her a questioning look. The baby just giggled, showing her small, milky white teeth, a pair of tiny fangs barely visible.

 

Mariah sighed, “I thought so… well it's time for you to get to bed, I don't want you to be all cranky when you get to your Nana.” Nana was the name Kaylee personally picked out for her grandmother, seeing, as she couldn't say, grandma.

 

Her mother had supported her through thick and thin, even though she wasn't entirely happy with the idea of her daughter having a child at such a young age, she didn't abandon her daughter when she needed her most, and for that, Mariah would be entirely grateful.

 

However for some reason it just wasn't enough…what would happen when Kaylee got older, who would be there to hug her and tell her how great she is at being their little girl. Who would comfort her when she had her first break up, who would protect her from all the bad things in life…who would explain to her where her father was?

 

Mariah had no clue, why he left, and she couldn't help but wish that he would suddenly appear at her door step one day and apologise and then everything would be okay.

 

Although, she knew this wasn't a Cinderella story, where Ray Kon was her prince in shining armour, and everything was happily ever after. In her life there was no happily ever!

 

There was nothing, and even if he did come back, she had learned her lesson, she refused to put her self before her child, because it wasn't just her life she had to think about.

 

She could only hope, she would have a brighter future…

 

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Tala entered the multi coloured room, the music was loud, and the dance floor was packed with heated bodies, as women danced, with clothes that could be classified as loin cloths, whilst men eluded themselves, in the heat of women pressed tightly against them.

 

This was where he belonged.

 

This was home.

 

Club manche el baile (2), it meant dirty dancing, a place where you was allowed to use the dirtiest of moves, and get away with it without looking sluty, people competed for money, but that wasn't what Tala was there for, even though he was well known.

 

He made his way to the bar, feeling women, eye him up, licking there lips as he cast them a flirtatious wink, at his blood red hair, that defied gravity, and his aqua blue eyes, you would be blind not to see what a catch he was.

 

As he reached the bar, his eyes met with a pair of green eyes, “hey Tala, you're back for more competition, I see” his green eyes twinkled with laughter as he ran his hand through his black hair.

 

“Of course I'm back for more competition Brad, so how's the beat tonight” Tala smirked slightly, as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, “I'll have a vodka and tonic, to get me started.”

 

The beat was where various males and females free styled their moves on the dance floor, to see who was best, it was a regular occasion which happened on the weekends, Tala, however, never participated for two reasons, one being, he had no partner, two being, he hadn't found anyone he was comfortable with to be his partner. Instead, he settled for just dancing with random women.

 

Brad pushed the beverage over to Tala, as he inhaled the cancer stick, “Oh shit Tala, tonight the beat is going to be so fucking hot, you remember that girl, Tory, she's back and I heard she's got some new partner as well, they're supposed to be facing Elise”

 

Tala frowned slightly, Elise was a good dancer, and she was one of his friend's cousins, who he was much acquainted with, seeing, as he was a regular person here.

 

However if he also remember Tory, which he did, she was known to be someone who showed no mercy when it came to dancing, she loved to get down and grimy when it came to winning.

 

He quickly downed his drink, and stamped out his cigarette “well, I better hit the floor, before it starts, I want to see who's going to win, later Brad”, and with that Tala left the bar and made his way to the dance floor, his aqua eyes gleaming slightly, with apprehension.

 

He was stopped suddenly, as a sweaty hand reached out to grab him by the wrist, “Hiwatari, Tala, it's been too long, since I last saw such a fine male specimen”, he smirked inwardly as he turned to meet a pair of magenta eyes, that gleamed in the light.

 

Tala's eyes traced her flawless face, as he watched her run a hand through her shiny black hair, she was wearing a tight tank top, that hugged her ample bust, exposing her flat stomach for the whole world to see, a pair of hot pants sat low on her lips, showing her shapely legs.

 

Although she had a beautiful body, Tala, just wasn't attracted to her, and he wasn't really fond of her either, sure she had spunk, but she was one of those possessive people who liked to have every male with in sight, and was a bit too sluty. She was known as Tory Briscoe.

 

“Tory” he nodded his head in acknowledgement, “what have you been up too?”

 

She laughed at him, as she stepped closer to him, putting her knee between his legs, whilst pressing herself to him albeit too forcefully, as she ran her hand up his chest. “Why don't you find out exactly what I've been up too on the dance floor, if I remember correctly, you knew exactly how to move.”

 

Not one, to pass up and invitation to dance, he let her pull him to the dance floor, he wasn't one to let dance go…besides it saved him the trouble of finding someone to dance with.

 

She pressed her body against him as she began to grind her hips into him, as he gently ran his hands down her body, she knew how to move Tala would give her that, but something was missing, there was no excitement, there wasn't anything to become one with on the dance floor.

 

All there was were two people dancing, one dancing to get a rise out of the other, and the other dancing simply because he wanted to dance.

 

However the dance came to a short stop as Tory was pulled harshly away from him, as Tala was met nose to nose, with a man about his height, maybe a few centimetres taller than him, he reeked of weed, but Tala wasn't about to tell him that.

 

“What do you think you're doing with my girl” his voice was gruff, but Tala didn't back down, nor did he answer, instead he silently watched.

 

The man chuckled; “I asked you a question” he pushed Tala slightly, even though the red head barely moved.

 

“I know you asked me a question” he answered back wisely, which resulted in the green haired man roughly grabbing Tala by his shirt, trying to intimidate him.

 

“Oh so you think you're a wise guy now, why would she want to dance with you, when she has me, unless you made her dance with you.”

 

Tala strongly resisted the urge to roll his eyes ` because your girl, is little slut, you would be blind not to see that she was forcing herself onto me like fifteen minutes ago, you idiot'. That was what Tala wanted to say, but he wasn't in the mood for a fist fight tonight, instead he decided to get under his skin.

 

“Well then obviously you're not much of a dancer then are you,” he said, as the green haired man, growled.

 

“I know who you are, you're Tala Hiwatari, I`ve heard about you, you fucking cocky shit” he pulled Tala towards him again, his grip increasing on his shirt.

 

`oh yes, you fucking cocky shit, very original' Tala said to himself “listen, you're either going to let me go, and get disqualified for having a fight, or you can try and beat me up and still get disqualified.”

 

The Fucktard, as Tala had decided to name him, was about to say something, before Tory's voice interrupted.

 

“Eric, let Tala go, The Beat is about to start anyway, and I'm not about to get disqualified just because of your jealously.”

 

Said, Eric, reluctantly let go f Tala, but not before giving him a warning glare, as he grabbed hold of Tory, who had turned around to give him a wink, as she licked her lips, silently telling him that he belong to her and no one else. Tala couldn't help but snort.

 

She was out of her mind, and Eric had to be the stupidest person alive, not to realise what kind of a woman he was messing with.

 

He sighed, as his eyes caught another woman to dance with.

 

This was his life.

 

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

 

 

 

 

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Come sfida voi, voi bastardi (1) - Italian: how dare you, you bastard

 

Manche el baile (2) - Spanish: Dirty Dancing

 

 

 

That's the end of this chapter, I'm hoping to get some reviews, and you will here more from the other characters…

 

Just to let you know the couples in this story are

 

Kai and Olivia

 

Tala and Natalie

 

Johnny and Cameron

 

Ozuma and Eva

 

Ray and Mariah

 

So please review and tell me how sucky it was, or how okay it was, wither way I don't mind, I like people to be honest… so until next time

 

Scorpion-vixen