Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Even In Death ❯ Chapter 1 ( One-Shot )

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Even In Death

Talas POV

I can't believe your gone Kai. You said you wouldn't leave us again. You promised. You promised us. You promised me.

You know what Boris does to us when you leave. He attacks us. But he attacks me the most. I'm the captain, he says, I should have kept you under my watch. But I did. You knew how I felt, and you exploited me.

I toss and turn on my cold abbey bed. I can't sleep where this happened, where my one love used my weakness against me. I decided to take a walk; hell after losing at the world tournament no body cared about us.

To Boris we're just things he has to keep till we we're old enough to get thrown out. I don't know if fate was screwing with me, or if it was God playing a practical joke, but I find myself outside Kais room. I push open the door, it creaking as I enter. As soon as I do I almost wonder if I had dreamed the last 2 weeks, I could almost see you sitting there, in the same hard wood chair, staring at me with those flaming orbs, then I realise it's a shadow, a figment of my desperate imagination.

~Give me a reason to believe that you're gone
I see your shadow so I know they're all wrong~

Why did you return to us? Promising to love me, apologising for your mistake, promising never to leave us again. I remember after we finished, you held me tight, and told me you'd never let anything come between us. But you did. You let them come between us. You're so called `friends'. Especially that fat loud one, but I didn't believe it, at least not until Boris showed me the surveillance footage, the footage of you running through the abbey grounds, your feet pounding against the cold hard mud, the only light was the once favoured moon. But then, I also noticed something else. You fell, not because of a stumble, because you were shot. And you didn't get back up.

~Moonlight on the soft brown earth
It leads me to where you lay
They took you away from me but now I'm taking you home~

The tears cascaded down my cheeks, why did you have to try and run? I knew why, but I didn't want to believe it. You loved him. You didn't really love me, you had lusted after me. But he didn't want you, that's the funny thought. The fat Bladebreaker, the one I failed to defeat. He wanted you to stay, not because he cared, only because he didn't want his precious team to fail, without you, they were certain to fail. You held them together, yet you couldn't hold us together. I would never have left you. If you had stayed in the abbey we could have been together. Forever.

~I will stay forever here with you
my love~

Alas it was not to be. Your love for that boy was your downfall, just like my love for you was mine. I leave the room, not wanting to be mocked by the soft voice whispering sweet nothings in my ears. `That's all they were I guess' I think, letting out an insane cackle, `sweet little nothings that meant nothing to you and everything to me. How ironic' the ground rushes up to meet me as I fall to my knees and laugh like a mad man. If only in death our love would have continued. My love to you would have.

~The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on~

Footsteps echo around the abysmal halls, but I don't notice or care. A hand grabs my shoulder and I look up to meet lavender eyes. "Tala?" an almost robotic monotone voice whispers, his pale lips forming the shape of an O. I cackle again, although this time, my voice cracks, and so does my will. I cry. Bryan pulls me up, and pulls me into a hug. I laugh again. This is what Kai and I did to one another. "Tala, something wrong?" he asks. I snort, of course something's wrong. Kai's dead, and I'm doomed to a life of loneliness and persecution.

"No Bryan" I stand up, trying to play my same old role in this fickle thing called life. "Everything's fine, I was just taking a crazy minute to myself to let out my grief." Bryan nodded and placed a hand on my shoulder. I knew how he felt for me. How Ian and Spencer felt for me. They love me…like I love Kai. And like Kai, I shoot them down, wanting only one person to love and be loved by. I turn and walk back to my room the air think with solitary as I enter and shut the door. I can still here you, singing soft little notes and lullabies your mother sung to you. Are you with her now Kai?

They all think I'm crazy. Crazy for you. Crazy for the one person who didn't care, he couldn't care. And personally, I know I'm crazy too. I sit at my desk littered with pictures of you, of us, of the team. Do you remember us as children Kai? We were the best of friends, not even Boris' best efforts could separate us. Nothing could hold us apart.

~Some say I'm crazy for my love, Oh my love
But no bonds can hold me from your side, Oh my love
They don't know you can't leave me
They don't hear you singing to me~

Ah how I remember it all. How I hate those memories, yet I cherish them with every fibre of my being. How can someone love someone so much, yet they feel nothing in return? I cackle again. I know.

The same way I don't love Spencer or Ian or Bryan. I only use them. Like you used me. I pick up the most recent photo of us, your arm wrapped around my shoulder, my hand on your lower back, both of us with our spare hands proudly pointing our new Bitbeasts towards the camera. Your eyes so full of compassion and love for me…I throw the photo across the room, the shards exploding in a light of white, yet colourful rainbows when the moon hits them, sparkling like little diamonds. So fragile. I laugh insanely, a voice that doesn't sound like my own, yet one that rings clearly through the abbey as clear as day.

A guard bangs on the door to tell me to shut up. I tell him where to go. Where I know I'm going. I walk into the bathroom, not really knowing what I'm doing and switch on the light. I don't even notice when I stand on a shard of glass. I pick up the photo, getting numerous slashes on my hands. I hug the picture, a single loose shard of glass tearing the flesh of my chest. I pick it from the picture, noticing how large it is. I smile and begin tracing lines up and down my arm, not pushing hard enough to break skin, for now. I look down, and in a swift movement and a flinch blood began to ooze from the cut.

I'm ending it all. Now. The door to my room opens. I freeze in my actions, the glass falling from my fingers and breaking into smaller pieces on the floor. "Tala?" a voice calls. I recognise it from earlier, but it still seems so lost to me. Bryan barges into the room. He slaps me hard and another trail of blood forms at my lip. I grin madly.

"Yes?" I ask innocently, as if I hadn't cut my wrists. I feel slightly faint. He picks me up and sits me on the edge of the bathtub. I imagine it breaking, a shard impaling me through my broken heart.

"What the fuck were you doing? Don't you know…" he didn't get to finish his speech as I jumped up, my head spinning.

"Yes I know! I do fucking know! I know what I was doing and I know what I want! I want to die! I want to end it!" I stop, gasping for breath. Then I mutter "…I want someone to love me." And I break down, and again he hugs me. "I want you to do me a favour Bryan." He nodded and mumbled `anything'. "I want you to love me." Bryan was stunned but he smiled and we leant forward and kissed. I relaxed and opened my mouth, silently inviting Bryan. He accepted. Our tongues fought for dominance for a few minutes, but I didn't want to dominate, I wanted to be dominated, so I let Bryan win. He pulled away.

"First, lets get your arm fixed." He said, nodding towards my wrist. I nodded sheepishly. As he tended to the wound I mused about something. About how much the kiss with him had been like Kai and mines first kiss. It was like, a tingle, a need. I shrugged, I loved Bryan like a brother, and maybe things could develop. After fixing the wound we began undressing.

Bryan leaned over and turned on the shower. I stepped inside and sighed of relief when the warm water ran over my tired muscles. For a moment, I just stood and stretched under the running water.

I almost jumped when I felt Bryans hand on my shoulder, and I turned around. My eyes wandered over his smooth, scared chest, down to his thick, semi-erect dick, and as I realized that I looked at it, I quickly looked up again, into his eyes.

"Do you want me to rub your back, Tala?" he said.

"Uh..." I said, not sure if he was kidding or not.

"Turn around," he said, and I did as I was told.

His big hands were hard against my skin as he put soap over my back and washed it off.

"You've been thinking about Kai again haven't you, Tala?" he said.

He held shampoo in his left hand and began to rub it into my hair. I didn't know what to say, so I just stood there, quiet, enjoying the feeling of his hands touching me.

"And you were looking at me like I was him" said Bryan. "You looked at my dick. So, do you like what you see? Is it enough like Kai?" I shook my head.

"It's not like Kai. But with you Bryan, with that kiss, I felt like I did with Kai," I put a hand to his chest, suddenly feeling very insecure, "but I know…that you feel the same way about me. Right?" he nodded and turned me back around and continued to wash my hair. I shuddered under his hands. "And I do like what I see."

He held me under the water to rinse the shampoo out.

"Come here," he said. "Wash me."

I turned around, and he put the soap in my hand. I rubbed the soap over his chest, and washed his entire body. I was getting hard from stroking his hard muscles, his arms, his chest, his thighs... While I was on my knees washing his butt and his balls, he looked down at me and took in a deep breath.

"Will you suck me, Tala?" he asked. He must have felt as insecure as I did.

I eagerly took his cock into my mouth and began to lick its head and suck its hardening shaft. I had never had another man's cock in my mouth before- not even Kais- but I loved it. I loved the sweaty taste of it, the salty pre-cum, and as Bryan pushed himself deep into my throat, I buried my nose in his soft, musky pubic hair.

All of a sudden, he pulled himself out and lifted me up.

"Turn against the wall," he ordered, and lathered his cock up with soap.

I leaned against the ceramic tiles, and he pressed his wet, slippery cock against my asshole.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" he asked. "You're sure you wanted me to take you or do you want me to be Kai?" I turned to look over my shoulder and looked him dead in the eye.

"I wanted Kai, but I wanted someone like you." He nodded and pushed his cock inside my ass. It hurt, as he was more…gifted…than Kai, and I whined. He held a firm grip around my waist, and pressed himself all the way in. I moaned out loud, of equal pain and pleasure. Bryan pulled himself almost all the way out, and then slowly back inside. As he pulled out again, the pain was beginning to go away, but then he rammed his cock right inside of me, and I screamed. He began to fuck my ass in a fast and steady pace, while he held me close to him with one arm, and played with my hard dick with his free hand.

"You like this, don't you, Tala?" he said. "You like having my cock up your arse, don't you?"

"Yes!" I cried. "I love it! Fuck me, Bryan, please, fuck me!"

Bryan fucked me, and slapped my buttocks repeatedly.

"Play with yourself," he said.

I jerked off, and my dick was so hard I knew I was going to cum any second, my balls felt like exploding.

"You're so tight!" groaned Bryan. "I've lusted for you so long...to be able to hold you and hear you cry out my name as I fuck you."

He slapped my ass cheeks for each one of the last words, and I screamed as I came, and shot my cum all over the wall. This brought Bryan over the edge as well, and he filled my rectum with hot cum. He sighed and pulled me out of the shower, and began drying me. I picked up a spare towel and began drying him, making sure to touch his dick. He moaned. We finished drying and Bryan pulled me into an embrace. "I love you."

I paused. That's the first time anyone ever said that to me. I pulled back and smiled. Not a fake smile I use in the abbey, not a smirk I use in front of the enemy, but a smile.

"I can't love you, anymore than I do, Bryan." He smiled back and we shared another kiss. I pushed him backwards and we fell onto the bed. I smile into the kiss and when we pull back he chuckles. "What?"

~ And I can't love you, anymore than I do~

"Desperate for more so soon?" I roll my eyes.

"Come, we better sleep. I hear we have a meeting with Boris in the morning." Bryan snorted at that.

"More like an interrogation. Apparently, someone reported him to the cops about child abuse. He wants to know who."

My eyes widened in shock. Who would be stupid enough to invoke the wrath of the director? "Do you know who it could be? Someone in the abbey?"

"Probably. I would guess it to be Ian. You know what he's like. Especially since he's not here." I nodded, then yawned. I was so tired. Bryan lay on the bed and pulled me with him, still keeping the embrace. I was rather uncomfortable. No one had held me in an embrace before sleeping. With Kai, it was usually sex then he'd turn away and sleep, and I'd do the same. Bryan pulled the covers over us and laid his head in the crook of my neck. He kissed it softly, much more softly then anyone else, myself included, could have imagined. "Night, Tala."

"Goodnight Bryan." And we both feel into sleep, my dreams filled with horror and death, just as they always were.

I awoke to Bryan pulling me awake. He said I was moaning and tossing in my sleep. I shrugged. "What time is it?"

"Seven sharp, let's get ready." I nodded. It was going to be tough, and now Boris didn't need us, he could do anything. We dressed in comfortable silence. As we were getting ready to leave, Bryan pulled me into a kiss, a gentle, yet passionate one. I smiled. "Love you."

"Love you too. C'mon, lets get this over with, I want to eat before tomorrow." Bryan laughed and shoved me out the door, where both of our facades kicked in. we didn't do it on purpose, it was natural. As we walked through the empty halls, memories of thousands of guards standing in different units, watching our every move and barking an occasional insult or their favourite line `Hurry it up, brat', but for me I remembered on occasions I would be pulled into the inky blackness of a deserted hall or empty training room against my will and raped viciously. I shuddered. We stood before two large oak doors before I realised it, and looked towards Bryan, who gave me a small smile. He knew my fear of the director, and he knew about what had happened before, what he didn't know, was his smiles made me feel braver. I know what I am. I'm a coward.

A voice told us to enter, and we did only to find ourselves faced with around 20 armed guards, and Boris leering at us, Voltaire by his side, looking pensive, and I thought I saw a flicker of fear in his eyes. I rolled me eyes in my mind, if Boris was accused of anything, the same accusations would be thrown at him and with Kai's death, he'd be the number one suspect. "Please come in boys." Boris sneered, as we entered.

"What is it Boris?" Bryan snapped, his voice echoing around the empty room. At this I noticed many small red lights go to his chest. Boris put up hi hand and we stepped over to where Spencer was standing. We were all that was left of the once feared Demolition Boys, the deadliest Bladers ever known to man. Well I could tell you right now we didn't look very deadly. We were all terrified, even if none would admit it.

"Nothing important Bryan, but it would do you well to remember exactly who you are speaking to." He paused and looked at Voltaire, earning him a glare from the remaining Hiwatari. Bryan snickered. "Hold your tongue Bryan! Now, I'm sure you've all heard of that little rumour that I have been abusing you boys." He walked silkily over to me and placed a hand on my cheek. I felt the bile rise in my throat. We all nodded. There were a few more abbey kids, the ones whose parents had been killed, but compared to the guards, we wouldn't stand a chance. We all nodded. "Do any of you have a confession to make?"

The room grew eerily quiet; the only sounds were a few whimpers from the boys who had never had this done before. Voltaire's eyes were fixed on me, and I could feel his eyes burning holes into my soul, searching for the truth. Once he was satisfied he moved onto Bryan. I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding.

"No confessions? Hm, well, I guess we'll just have to get rid of all of you. Too bad, I was hoping to be able to keep you to myself Tala." And the guards began to fire, and before the first bullet hit me, I managed to utter seven words, hoping my koi would hear them. "~People die, but real love is forever.~"

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