Hey ya!!! ^_^!! Yes yet another Majestics fic!! But what can I say? I love ‘em! Woo Hoo!! Anyways, this is new to me. I’m used to writing Humour/Romance but I decided to have a change. Cause this is totally different. I’m not going to tell you anything! I’m so evil!!! Anyways…. I don’t own Beyblade, you just have to make me face the truth don’t you, it’s so depressing! Anyways to the story… drum roll please!! DA DA DA DUM!!!!! The meaning of life - ‘soul mates’

Oliver lent over the railing of his house in France, gazing at the moons light caressing the mountaintops. He felt the breeze strengthen, causing his hair to whip across his face in wild dashes. As he looked into the distance he felt the feelings that had been held captive in his mind for so long finally come to the surface.

What’s the point? Everything that is done is done for one reason. To be undone. We only open a door to close it. We only tie our shoelaces to untie them. We only turn something on to turn it off. We only bring a life in to the world for it to be taken away. Everything lives for a purpose, but what’s my purpose? to be rich? I haven’t done anything in my life worth living for! I haven’t saved someone’s life. Or helped anyone through a rough patch. What do I have to show for 19 years of life? Nothing! How worthless. What’s the point in being alive if you have nothing to show for it. I don’t care what I look like or where I come form or how much money I have. I care about what’s on the inside, as corny as it is. But I’ve done nothing to help anyone so far so I mustn’t be a very nice person Just another serf centred, rich, arrogant, French guy!

Oliver lifted up his sleeve, to reveal scars across his wrists made from razors over the years.

So many times I have failed but never again! I won’t be interrupted!

He thought heading inside and taking out a pen and a piece of paper. He sat down and began to write.

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Dear Enrique,

           If you’re looking for me, don’t bother. You won’t be able to find me. You see I’ve finally figured out how to get away from everything. If you’re wondering what I mean, well after that advise you gave me. “Not everyone necessarily changes the world, they may only change a frown to a smile on one persons face. But that’s all it takes to make a difference, a smile, and you’ve made so many people smile, Oliver. So many. If you add all those smiles together, then you’ve made an awful big difference in the world.” I thought about that a lot, the harder I thought about it the more I realised how wrong you actually were. How can I possibly make people smile? I have nothing to give. You may say that money, or maybe even love. But both of those things aren’t mine to give, my father controls my money I have no right to give any of it to the needy, and my love……. well it has been used up in a lost cause. How could that person possibly love me back? I love that person to much to possibly love another. Therefore I was doomed to live a life alone. Who wants to be alone for the rest of their life, yes they may have friends or family. But you need someone who can hold you, and tell you that they love you every second of the day, and even if they don’t say it you can see it in their eye’s. A love that will outlast everything. That will last forever. But you see I never found that, you may say I’m to young. But no if I’ve found someone to love I’m old enough for anything. But the problem is that love is shared, it works both ways you can’t have love if the other doesn’t feel the same way. Therefore I haven’t found it and never will. If you understand I’m probably not making any sense. Enrique do you know what the meaning of life is? No? Neither do I. That’s because there is no meaning. Life is a never-ending cycle. Things are done to be undone. But what if in another life there was a meaning everyone had a soul purpose? A reason to live, a reason to wake up the next morning. Some people may say that they have that now, but do they really? Do you ever wake up to the sound of the alarm clock and feel apart of you wanting to just sleep through the day. That’s fate. I get that every morning. You may blame it on lack of sleep, but people who don’t have the motivation, don’t have the love that we are supposed to have for life, to live everyday to it’s fullest cause it may be your last. But what happened to be cautious you only live once. That’s the way I played. But it’s all going to change.

I haven’t been able to sleep well lately, to sleep you have to clear your head of all thoughts and think of nothing, but even thinking of nothing is thinking of something. The other night I was thinking about how I could sleep, finally sleep and not have to wake. To be able to rest in peace.

I figured out that I’m especially happy when I’m flying, I feel free. Flying over the water is so open like there are no limits to were you can go and what you can do. That’s were I feel most comfortable, so at home, yet so alone. I can never shake off that feeling that I was always meant to be alone, by myself forever. I heard that drowning isn’t painful, that it’s just like going to sleep.

If I was to die who would really care, yes it would be on the news. “The son of French millionaire DEAD!” But who would look twice, they see it and maybe say “poor kid” but do they really care? No!

It’s such a big world. So many people. And then we’ve got the universe. Just never ending space. Compared to that I’m minuscule.

Enrique I have finished my duties on earth I’ve made someone smile. You. Enrique it was because of you that I did get up every morning, the friend ship that I shared, the ever-lasting bond that we had. But no my heart craved more. I need more. I can’t live a loveless life, therefore I can’t live, or don’t have the right to.

Do you believe in reincarnation? Life after death? Coming back as an animal? I do. And when that happens, I want to become a bird. So I can be free, go were I wish, were no one can control me. I do as I please.

Enrique I may never see you again, but I want you to always remember me. And always remember this.

You are in control of your own life. No one else. So don’t spend your whole day in bed because you had a late night. Get up and enjoy life. Find love, and don’t let it go. Fell for someone what I felt for you. And don’t let it go. It’s not worth it. If the day comes were life isn’t treating you well. Be strong face your dangers and your enemies. Don’t let them get the better of you! And when the time comes when you have reached the point when everyone knows what you can do and admire you not only for that but for who you are. I’ll be there. I’ll be the joy you feel in cheeks that just wants to burst out, I’m the tingle in your fingers and the numbness in your toes. I’ll always be there not necessarily in body, but in spirit.

I must go now, but always remember.

Yours forever

Oliver.

Oliver placed the note on his table labelled ‘Enrique’ and then exited the house to his blimp.

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“So your going to tell him how you feel tonight, right Enrique?” Johnny said eyeing the bouquet of red roses in my hands.

“Yeah of course, but what if he laughs at me?” I asked almost shaking with anticipation.

“Oliver? Never! He respects you to much to do something like that” Robert reassured me. I looked at the flowers.

“Do you think he’ll like them?” I asked, Johnny and Robert smiled.

“He’ll love them, now go” Johnny insisted pushing me to the door.  I entered Oliver’s room to find no-one in there. I looked around thoughtfully. Oliver didn’t say he was going out anywhere? I thought as noticed something on the table. Ah… he must have left a note to say where he was going.

I picked up the note and opened it. It’s awful long just to say that he’s gone out? What’s going on here? I read the note.Tears began to pour down my face with nothing stopping it. How could he do this? To his teammates? To his friends? To me? I clenched the note tightly in my hand and ran to the window.

“Shit! The blimps gone!” I ran as fast as I could out the door as a fresh lot of tears forced their way out. I was going so fast that I didn’t even realised that I had ran strait in to Johnny and Robert. I looked slowly up at them, I could see the sorrow in their eyes. They knew. He’s gone, he’s already done it! No! My legs collapsed beneath me and I was on my knees crying hysterically. How could I have been so blind and not seen the warning signs? I’m such a bad friend. I should have told him earlier today at lunch when I was going to! Then he’d still be alive! What’s a life with out love? He did have it but he just didn’t know it. He had it all along! Why wasn’t I there for him.

Johnny and Robert lowered to my level, on their knees. And rubbed my back, they joined me in tears. Here we were the three stooges, crying. Like babies. But no it’s not one of those times where the next day you’ll totally forget what you were crying about. I’m going to remember this everyday of my life, I will most likely cry my self to sleep for years until I have no more tears to shed. You can’t just lose the person that you love and just fall in love again. It just doesn’t work like that! Everyone has a soul mate, and Oliver was mine. And always will be!

I think I’ll just stick to Romance/humour, they seem to work for me. That was just weird!! I’m so evil. Anywho if you did like or if you didn’t like please review. Reviews inspire me. And if you have any suggestions for any more Majestic fics they would be very much appreciated. Cause I’m running low, well actually I’ve still got 7 more in the process but I want something that I can work on now!!! Anyways thanx peeps! Cya in a nudda story!!!

Cassie ^_^!!