Author's note: all right xD my TalaKai 3shot, read and enjoy the first chp! Here we go!
Disclaimer: don't own beyblade.
It was depressing.
The look on his face, the dark gloomy room, and the rain pouring outside brought sadness, sorrow, depression, and desperation.
All of it so, so depressing.
Someone he loved.
Someone he cared for.
Someone he trusted—the only person he trusted.
Was gone.
The only person that made him happy—was gone.
The only person he ever…
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Pitter-patter sounded against the window he was leaning on.
Cool air drifted from it.
Cheeks tear-stained.
Red eyes still gleaming with unshed tears.
-:-:-
He hated him!
Hated him for leaving.
For dying and for just leaving!
He promised.
Promised he would never leave, would always be there for him.
Where was he now?
Why wasn't he here to comfort him?
Why?
The sixteen year old let out a sob.
Tears slid down his face once again.
He looked at his reflection through the window.
If it were not for his red-rimmed eyes, you would not be able to tell he was crying.
To be able to tell he was hurting so much.
-:-:-
At the funeral…there were no tears shed.
No arms needed to be cried on.
No comforting embrace to hold him, and to keep him safe from the hurting.
But the hurting started when he got home.
It was cold.
Empty.
He was the only one person there now.
It had hit him like a rock.
He was gone.
Gone forever.
He could not be brought back.
He was alone in the world now, with no one to understand him.
No one…no one…just him.
But what comfort would that be?
All by yourself….in a two-room apartment, how lonely could it get?
He missed...no...he needed...
-:-:-
Outside the rain still fell.
Pounding mercilessly on the ground.
Washing away sand and dirt.
Gravel and light pebbles of rocks also being washed away.
The wind blew harsher, cutting through the humid air.
Dark clouds only darkening with each minute passing.
The sky growled and started crack and moan.
-:-:-
He hated the rain now.
The rain took him away.
It…killed him.
The rain…got to Tala when he was not looking.
The stupid naïve redhead let his love for the rain get him sick!
So…it killed him.
-:-:-
His fists clenched his white scarf.
Shutting his eyes he let the last drops fall.
His…Tala…was gone.
Author's note: o.O my 3shot TalaKai wanna read more? Tell me if you want me to continue n.n' next chapter will be longer and not written like this. -points above- all one liners n.n' won't be like that next chapter.
Um…don't understand anything yet? Next chapter will clear things more.