BURST ! [ Beyblade Burst x reader ]

Rantaro Kiyama [ Arcade Games ]

[ A.N ; request for rantaro kiyama, the honcho/champion ! i watch the dub version so i will be using those names for all drabbles. i also read the manga in french, so some stuff might be from there too! heehe, please enjoy ! here is also a link to an artwork of honcho by my favourite artist mm+ !! https://twitter.com/mmplus_bj/status/929994176598458368 ]

You won at every single game either of you would play. Any game there was, you nailed it. Chess? Checkmate, every time on your end. Pokemon? You won. Board games? Your game. Beyblade? Burst finish. Arcade games? Those were your wins too. All except for one. . .

"Hey! [y/n], let's go to the arcade room again!" A familiar tall blonde poked his head into your view. Rantaro grinned. You furrowed your eyebrows at his persistent attitude, towards everything. "come on, you know you wanna hang out with your ol' pal!"

"Of course I want to hang out with you. It's just-" you'd bring up every single loss he had against you, but that would probably spark an argument. "The bey club! We should get going!" You smiled nervously, Good excuse. The both of you should get to the roof to practice with Valt and the others. You stood up and went to step around your desk, but immediately your view was blocked with a giant white fan. Suddenly, it was like you could hear Japanese drums in the background. . .

"And where do you think you're going little miss?" He jested with a small scoff, rolling the lolly in his mouth over his tongue. Sweating; you sat back down and started to pack your books away. School was over, and he wanted to play some games; you didn't have the heart to say no, did you?

"To the arcade, with you." You responded. The blonde male's entire being lit up in excitement.

So there you have it. You two made your way over to the arcade. Before that you both went to check on the club, but it turns out Valt was late on homework. Daigo was with his brother, and Ken was preforming another show. So it was good timing, you and Honcho could have some good boding time as usual. It was obvious he was just asking you on dates every time, but he couldn't bring himself to admit it, and you'd feel bad for pestering. He'd get all nervous and mumble a bunch of nonsense, it was cute and all, but uncomfortable for the boy himself.

"Which do you wanna play first? Oh how about Sonic!" Your eyes glimmered at the old pixel graphics you loved so much. Then you felt a tap on your shoulder; Honcho.

"Here. Let's go at this one." He grabbed your hand and dragged you over to the claw machine. You grimaced immediately.

"That stupid thing?" It always kicked you to the curb, and you bid it completely jank after it stole all your money. Even still, the plushes inside were absolutely adorable. Little sheep, dolphins, pikachu, rillakuma, pusheen and all that cute stuff. You still wanted one so bad. . . "Ugh, no, I don't feel like it."

"Come on! Hand me a couple coins, the Honcho's got this!" He propped his hands on his hips and glared at the machine.

"Rantaro, it's a complete waste of money. That thing is broken!"

Immediately he stuck a finger up close to your face.

"I see that glimmer in your eyes, don't tell me I don't see it. I can see it with my own two eyes! You want that [favourite plush]!" He stared at you closely. "So! I'm gonna get it for ya!"

"You are so ridiculous." You rolled your eyes before dragging yourself after him. He was so determined. "Here, fine. Knock yourself out." You sprinkled the quarters into his palm. He closed in his fingers and gripped them tightly. Then, a grin formed on his features.

"Alright! Now, all I need is a good luck kiss-"

"Pardon?"

"U-uhhh,," the poor thing's face flushed completely red. Lifting a hand to your mouth, you tried to stifle a giggle but failed horribly.

"Okay! Okay!" You gave up. "Good luck! Win this one for me, okay?" And with that, hopping up to the tip of your toes, you planted a small peck on his cheek.

He felt much better. Rantaro tossed four of the quarters in, and grabbed the joystick.

"Cooooome to Honcho, come to Honcho." He started mumbling under his breath. The unstable claw moved a second later than his controls were, which was pretty annoying. Left. . . Up. . . The broken down thing slowly dropped down and opened out it's thin claws. The plush was too plushy, and the claws closed in on nothing. Just when you were about to yell at him for wasting your money- "got'cha!"

"Huh?"

The claw only barely pinched the tag of the plush and brought it straight to safety!

"Aw yeah! They don't call me the Honcho for nothing!" Rantaro cheered himself on and pumped a fist in the air. You on the side were happily clapping along! So proud! "Here! For you m'lady," After handing you the adorable stuffed toy, he pretended to tip his imaginary hat and bow.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you so much! Thank you!" You could almost squeal when hugging the soft toy close to your chest.

"Aaah, it's no biggie." Rantaro bashfully looked away.

You weren't going to let him get away with it that easily. With twinkling eyes and a bright smile you jumped up and threw yourself onto the blonde in a tight hug, repeatedly kissing his apple-red face.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"H-HEY! [Y/N]! PEOPLE ARE WATCHING!"

"Who cares!"

Aren't you two adorable!