They say times is a great healer.

I'm wasn't sure if it's true or not. But as I look around at this cemetery, at the newest furnished marble stones embedded in the snow, I think it's both a good and bad healer. Time will ease the pain. Soothe our wounds. Maybe make us forget about it.

But time has a flaw.

Maybe if it was a little pain if would be completely be gone. Maybe not. Time can heal cuts. However, it cannot heal scars. Scars that cut deep into you. Scars that stay on your skin forever, completely painless and forgotten. Until your eyes land on it. It's like a constant reminder. A reminder of the pain. The pain that time could not fix.

Some scars are real, extremely, physically real. Others, are hypothetical. Cutting and wounding your heart rather than your skin. It's obvious that the hypothetical ones are more painful. Something you can't get off your head. 

Something that will haunt you forever. 

Crimson red met royal purple. 

He was sitting on the bench, looking utterly lonely. A barren tree stood above him, the weak branches swaying with the wind. Small parts of snow had clustered on his hair and shoulders, glinting in the winter sun above. He seemed the same, physically. 

He was wearing casual jeans and a hoodie. The dirt had completely washed away from his pale skin, leaving it looking ethereal. Dark circles couldn't be visible at all. He seemed better than I looked. Better than even my parents looked, who hadn't even been on the train. Maybe he would have been perfect.

If it weren't for his eyes.

The violet hues I had fallen in love with. The eyes that had seen so much death and danger. The purple orbs that used to wield a sword, but now seemed like the sword had striked itself instead. They seemed wounded and broken, maybe even beyond repair. They were devastated. Desperate. Dull. 

Dead.

I know that the train ride had scarred him as well. Didn't it scar everyone?  Leila had literally changed into a polar opposite of her old self. A little piece of all of us had shattered. 

Without thinking, my feet began moving, gliding across the soft snow. Purple and red were still clashing with each other, silently daring each other to move. I dimly noticed the four stones which still had a gloss to it, looking brand new in this grave yard. My thoughts and emotions vanished. I was only thinking about getting to Lui.

Only when I sat on the creaky wood of the bench did our eyes flicker away to the horizon. Several stones all lined up neatly, bare trees bordering the cemetery. Cars were zipping around busy buildings, but all the noise failed to reach my ears. 

'Lui,' I said. He opened his mouth to speak, his presence tensing but I interrupted him with my lips in one swift move. It was smooth and gentle, but he responded back instantly. We broke apart. It was short, but passionate. I smiled happily, the pink on both of our cheeks not from the cold. 'I love you.'

'I love you, too,' he responded back instantly, his eyes shining with glee. The scares had vanished for a second. He looked like he wanted to say that for ages and my heart burst with happiness. 'Can I ask you something?'

'Shoot,' I grinned. He took a deep breath, which made me worry a little. 

'Why do you love me?' he asked. My heart stopped. He made it sound like he was unlovable. 

'I don't know,' I replied slowly. 'I don't know why. I don't know how. I just did. Something about you.'

'Oh.'

Silence again as our eyes both wandered back to the horizon. 'I thought you hated me. Why did you fall in love with me?'

'What you just said,' he replied before turning to me, his eyes glittering. 'But I have a backstory.'

'A backstory?'

'Five years ago, you were nearly hit by a car,' he said slowly. I furrowed my eyebrows as the sirens and the pain came back to me. It seemed so little to what I had experience on the train. 

'Yes, but...how do you know that?' I asked curiously. My forehead creased deeper as I thought about what had happened. I don't really know. It was all a blur. Mostly red, red lights, red blood, red clothes, and a flash of blue and purple out of nowhere... 'You were the person who saved me?'

Lui nodded silently, his eyes cast down on the wood of the bench. 'I asked the doctors to keep it anonymous. That was during my rise to the top of the beyblade world, and I don't think my manager would have thought me saving your life being good for fame, especially since I had my "cold monster" thing going on.'

'I hadn't fallen in love with you yet, but I did find you special,' he admitted, cheeks going even pinker. 'There was something about you. And then I met you on the beyblade stage again. I didn't know what to do. Did you remember me? Did you care about me? All these weird feelings churned up my stomach, and I hated the effect you had on me. I kinda panicked and just let my full rage out on you, leaving you with a scar and a bad impression of me. I thought you had gone for good.'

'But no, you came back to the tournament again,' he continued. 'This time, I knew what I was feeling for you was love. And I hated it. I didn't know how to deal with it. Me and my parents...aren't really close. I was scared. And you seemed really close to this Valt. That's why I hated you too so much that I even broke your bey.'

'At first I thought you would just bounce back like last time,' he said. 'Be even stronger. I regret breaking your bey, even if you did get stronger, but Theodore Glass turned you into some monster. And in that monster, I saw me. I saw an exact reflection on how I used to behave. It pushed me to change. I fired my manager, but I was still worried any hopes of us having a relationship was destroyed. Then you came onto my train. I don't know what I was doing. My body just kinda saw that as an opportunity and waved you over.'

Silence as I processed this all in. Now I knew the reasons why he used to hate Valt and I so much. And the fact that he had had a crush on me for so long without showing anything amazed me. If I never boarded this train...would we still be rivals, training intensely to top the other? The thought made me dizzy on how so much could happen in three days. It hasn't even been a week.

Wow. 

Warmth enveloped my chilly hand. I looked down and saw Lui's wrapped around mine. I glanced up with a mix of surprise and happiness, and Lui turned his head away from me, but I had already seen how pink his cheeks were. A smile graced my features. 

'At least there was one good thing from the train,' he smiled too, and I realized how rare it was for Lui to smile. When he did, it seemed like it radiated joy and warmth equivalent to the sun. My smile grew bigger as I nestled my head against his shoulder, looking down at the shiny marble stones embedded in the stone. For a second, I could almost see all of their smiles.

'Oh?'

'I found someone who loved me for who I am.'

He glanced down at me, his purple orbs shining, and that's when I saw it. Sure his eyes were covered with scars, and perhaps some reached right to his soul, but there was something else.

Something that made me realize I would have given up a long time ago if it wasn't for this. Time does give us a rainbow after a storm, but it works hand in hand with something else for you to hold on until the rainbow. Something I was grasping on for my life during these past days. Something that reminded me the storm will pass. Something Lui had held on to for years. Something that had brought us together.

A ray of golden light in darkness. A chance for us to live on, even with the scars. 

A glimmer of hope.

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okay, okay, pretty short for the last chapter, ik. there will be an epilogue coming up soon, though, but it'll be pretty short.

also, any armys wanting me to continue with my bts fanfics?

might start a poetry book, should i?

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