Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ They'll Never Know ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Fandom: BeybladePairing: Tala/Takao(Tyson), Bryan/ReiGenre: Romance/PWP/AngstRating: NC-17Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon(s), Language, and anything else I throw inSummary: He has to fit into a certain perspective. He has to become what they believe of him. He has to be emotionless, he has to be hateful. But what they don’t know is that he has his own piece of heaven.Requested by: RacconaBeta: NoneDon’t like, Don’t read, Don’t bitchHis Own Piece of HeavenSilverYokoScowling and rubbing his arms against the winter chill Kinomiya, Takao gently sat on the bench. His breath misted in the air leaving tiny ice clouds in its wake, his normally messy hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail leaving it to rest on his back. His bangs covered his cerulean eyes leaving people to only get a peek of what lied underneath. His heart was heavy and his head hurt. Too many he was still a child, only fourteen, and was treated as if he didn’t understand a thing. Words were spoken softly and quietly around him. Though to him it was as if everyone else was the child and he was the only one who actually understood anything. The whole reason he was outside freezing his ass off was because of his ‘lover’. If he allowed himself to call the teen that. Being two years older than himself Tala Ivanhov, decided that if they were to be lovers it had to be in private. Nothing left the bedroom and no one found out about their ‘relationship’. His reasoning was that he had to keep up his façade and with Bio-volt still trying to use him; if Takao was found to have anything to do with him he would be targeted. //Ch, yeah right. The only thing he is worried about is if his precious teammates find out that he is gay. Regardless of Bryan and Rei’s relationship! I don’t understand…and he won’t let me. Whenever I get close or on the topic of our relationship he ignores it and changes the subject. I guess jealousy does deal with it, he still openly flirts with those who come up to him…maybe I still am just a child but if he truly cared about me why would be even want to do that? Is there something wrong with me?//Growling angrily he wiped at the tears that refused to go away, his eyes were glittery, though not completely from his tears. His cheeks were flushed and he tried to muffle his sniffles as he snuggled into his hooded sweatshirt. He didn’t know what he was thinking. He had finally lost it when he saw him. He had given everything to Tala and yet it seemed as if he wanted more than Takao could give. He regretted what he did now, and he hated himself for it. Tala had been the one who was caught cheating so it should be Tala who regretted it not him. After he had said his bit he had run out. He had promised himself he wouldn’t let Tala seem him cry. He didn’t want him to know that he meant that much to him. Tala acted like he meant nothing to him, going as far as being outright cruel in front of the others. His fist connected with the concrete seating and he felt the skin on his knuckles split. He could feel the warm stickiness of blood in between his fingers as they weaved their way through. He knew Tala wouldn’t come for him. He never did. But…this time it felt different. Like it was truly over. Tala had crossed the line, he knew and he also knew by the look of stunned hurt in Tala’s that the cyborg had realized it as well. The day that Tala had asked him to become his lover had been one of the greatest days in his short years. He had admired the intense ferocity from afar, always brooding over how to climb those icy walls. Yet it seemed that Tala had also been thinking the same way.//Or was that just wishful thinking on my part?//He bit back the whimper that seemed to be bubbled beneath his lips. //Why does it hurt so much? Tala…you promised you’d never hurt me! …but you lied…//“You lied to me! You promised me! I hate you!”The voice was hoarse and husky from his quiet sobbing. Birds flew in all directions, their wings silently cutting through the air.His hands clutched his head and he brought his knees to his chest. He could taste blood on his tongue from biting his lip to keep from screaming out again. //Why are you doing this to me? You told me you loved me…was it all another one of your lies? Do you truly hate me so much that you had to cause me this much pain?//His eyes were shut tightly, his hands trembling against his body. All he wanted was to go home and take a bath or anything to get his mind off of Wolborg’s master. There was no one he could go talk to. No one knew about their relationship. They all thought he had just become friendly to the aqua eyed boy. His throat constricted, it was like he couldn’t breathe anymore. His heart rebelled against him, wailing for the aqua eyed blader. He wanted comfort and over the past year Tala had become his comfort. No one else.He found out right away that Tala was possessive and overly jealous of any male that Taka talked to. He was always dragging him away from Kai or Max. Yet it seemed he, himself, had no problem flirting and screwing whichever female found her way into his bed. Regardless of his boyfriend’s feelings.He had found him locking lips, and moaning shamelessly in her grasp. His hands working nimbly on her blouse, her nails dragging across the pale expanse of his back. Her lips were fiery red and his eyes were half mast with lust. He had walked in on them.While they were in their bed. The one where Takao had given his virginity up to Tala. He had been so excited and happy. Now he just felt dirty. His body seemed to be mocking him, giving him views of nonexistent dirt.Somewhere in his musing he had found himself back at the Kinomiya dojo. His numb fingers fumbled with the door, trembling from the cold and anger. His hurt had left and with that the void had been filled with anger and hatred towards Tala. Stumbling around the slick floor he hardly acknowledged his grandfather’s greeting. His mind needing the stinging heat of the shower. The cheerful eyes of the cherub teen now dull and haunted as he fiddled with the knobs. Rei was staying at the dojo while he was in Japan. So he occupied a room adjacent to his own. And now he could hear Bryan and Rei in there. Which made the bile of hurt rise in his throat. He shivered in the steam filled room. To him a permanent chill had settled within his bones. He could feel every verbal blow he had thrown at Tala. He had been so angry that he had not thought about what he was doing or saying. Just felt. His hands ran to the tie that held his hair, the thick water making it easy to slide the band out of his thick and silky hair. His fingers massaged his scalp, his hands pushing his unruly bangs from his eyes. //Tala…I love you…but I cannot…//His shoulders shook with silent sobs. His eyes screwed shut as he tried to block out the images.//‘You can close your eyes to what you don’t want to see but you can’t close your heart to what you don’t want to feel’ how ironic in this case.//He bit back his bitter laugh. His tongue was shredded from his chewing on it. //I know…in the end…you’ll come back. Sweet talk me and apologize. And I’ll forgive like the moronic child I am. I will slowly shrivel and die inside as you find new fuck toys to pleasure yourself with. You will notice but ignore it and go on as if you love me watching me slowly die inside for you...//His body was curled underneath the shower head. The harsh pounding of water on his body a comfort to his shattered soul. It let him know that he could still feel. That he was still alive.The sliding of the bathroom door was lost on him as he gazed brokenly at the water. How it swirled red with his blood. He could feel the hands on him. So calloused and familiar. Yet they did nothing to him. He couldn’t react to the touch, it only revolted him. He knew, had seen, where those hands were. Where they had touched, and what they had touched. His body jerked backwards and he shoved his hands against the chest, pushing the teen away. Yet the hands came back. //Don’t touch me…//He could feel them roaming over his chest. The slick, warm tongue on his ear.//I hate you…//A whimper slipped past his lips unbidden as the hands ghosted over his stomach, teasing the planes of his forming muscles.//You’ve broken me…//He could feel the whispered promises, the apologizes against his huddled form. His own arms rebelled as the wound around the pale neck.//Everything you’ve said is a lie…//He didn’t open his eyes. He didn’t want to see the regret and hatred in the aqua eyes. He knew they weren’t aimed at him. It had been explained before that Tala hadn’t been able to control the need to let others know he was dominant and capable.//Is there something wrong with me…//But he had never caught Tala cheating before. Truly cheating. //Have I made you this way…//The hands were at his hips now, digging into the curved bones. The tongue tracings patterns on his stomach. //Is it my fault…//He crushed his sun kissed body against the larger, creamier one. Tears flowed freely now. His stomach twisted and his heart gone. His body was racked with sobs as he felt soothing circles being rubbed on his back.//I’m sorry…//He could feel the heat of the other’s erection against his stomach. He knew that this wasn’t the only reason Tala was here but he still felt his stomach roll as he thought of what had happened in their bedroom. His mouth sought out the others, his tongue hot and slick against chapped lips. He pressed up against the solid weight, his tongue lapping at the inside of his lover’s mouth. He had to erase all traces of that woman.His hands grasped at the length, his thumb smearing the precum around the head. He could feel the rumbling of moans in the wolf master’s chest. His own erection throbbed between his legs. His blunt fingernails clawed at the muscled chest, leaving angry red welts in their wake. He nibbled at the lower lip and his fingers dragged slowly up and down the length. He felt the water slide slickly over their bodies, allowing more movement as they slid against one another. He felt the sting as the first finger rubbed inside of him, his muscles tightening instinctively. Murmured words against his ear had him relaxed once more so another finger could slip in and scissor with the other. His hand still wrapped around the sizeable erection Takao sucked at his lover’s collarbone, his fingers alternating between squeezing and ghosting. He moaned thickly as he felt the thick heat enter. His arms tightening around the neck of his lover. He smiled mentally at the gentleness that his lover took, waiting till he felt he was ready and no pain would be involved.Long shallow thrusts had him whimpering and begging. His voice hoarse and unknown to his own ears. He felt the body above him stiffen in release, his own seed coating his stomach.Tala had even needed to touch him to get him to cum.His head rested against the older teen’s chest as he came down from his high. Tala hadn’t pulled out. But had held tighter. He felt the cold trickle of tears flow across his collarbone.//They’ll never know…//