Beyblade Burst One-shot

Psychogram

Warning: angst, dark and etc.

I sat at table in a cafe. Sweet scent of sugar and  vanilla filling the air around this average size outlet store. 'Sweet.... My favourite...' as I mumbled to myself. Narrowing my eyes, I stared over a teen with light blonde hair. Few pinkish line stained on my face.

"Rantaro Kiyama..... "

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Since the very beginning, it's decided, isn't it?

Blood.
Staining all over my palm. Crimson flecks splatter on my arm.
"Is this what I want all this time?... "

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Snapped his eyes open, just to see an abandoned house he is in. He sat on the bed he wake up on. Scanning around the room with cracked wall. "Where am I? ", as he muttered under his breath.

"Hey, Rantaro~", a cheerful voice calling his name. Making him to turn, and saw the voice owner with widen eyes.

"Goldilocks.... ", he murmured.

Just as sweet as your favourite lollipop, this psychogram is just the same.

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Few days past.... Or maybe weeks....

He changed bit by bit. Not the same I use to know. He's more... Quite.

Is your colour changing because I touch you?

He like to mocked and teased me before. But that's okay since he obey me. If not then I'll make him. It's not so hard though.

"Hey, Rantaro~ Want to play uno with me? ", I ask him as he keeps quiet, before nodding and walk near me so we can play.
'What with that face you've never shown me?', as I remember he use to be charmed and amusing with all his friends. And yes, I'm jealous.

When will you give up and being friendly?

As we start playing, he ask me "Wakiya.... Why....  Did you bring me here? ", not showing his face nor look at me, even a glance. I blink.

"There's nothing here than all these foul filthy words, as they swallow me up", as I say giving a small smile. Remembering all those idiotic bastard that trying to prevent.
"I understand after all, you know", as I get next to him. Seeing innocent and curiosity in his eyes.

"There's enough love to begin with", I hug him feeling the warmth.

"Hey, I love you "

"You're too amazing... I don't want to let anyone else have you "

"Hey... If not me, who would you choose? ", as I whisper in his ear, letting go of him.

"Come here it's not scary you know", I grip his hand. Not wanting to let go.

"You just scared about what's going to happen, right?", as I get up.

"Don't worry cause it's just a parable, a 'what if' scenario", I stop at the door of his room as Rantaro notice a knife submerged in blood under a table.

"If you won't answer... ", muttering under my breath, I say "Then I don't need you...."

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Blood splatter around the room making it a pure color of crimson.
"If they ever interrupting, I don't care having new toys in collection".

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