One shots. (Yaoi.)

Beyblade. Gingka X Ryuga.

Beyblade.

Gingka X Ryuga.

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Gingka's p.o.v

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"Blow it up!" King shouted.

"Uh, duh!! What did you think I was going to do? Decorate it with pretty flowers or something?" Masamune retorted.

I huffed, "You two need to get a life," I stood in the door way, watching them play a video game, my arms crossed over my chest.

"This is a life," King said, not looking away from the screen. "It's the gaming life."

"I mean, a life other than gaming." I clarified.

"A life without gaming is a life I don't want to live," Masamune took one hand away from his controller, blindly touching the floor to find his soda. Once he found it he took a sip and then set it back down, taking ahold of his controller again.

"Hm...fine. I'm going to find someone who doesn't care about video games," I pushed myself from the wall and walked down the hallway. "Who to find, who to find?" I wondered.

When I remembered everyone was busy today, I decided to take a walk. I opened the door and left, walking down the sidewalk. I didn't know where I was going and I let my feet take me where they pleased. After a while I couldn't remember where I had gone and I stopped, looking around. Nothing looked familiar, so I decided to turn around and go back the way I came. But after a bit I only seemed to be getting even more lost and I stopped. Maybe I should call someone.

I reached for my phone and then realized I left it on my bed. Uh oh...

"Hehehehe!" Someone chuckled.

"Huh?" I turned around, searching for the person. "Hey, I'm lost! Think you could help me?"

"Help you? Of course! Why, Grant, wouldn't you like to help?" Another voice laughed.

"Yes, Akemir. What about you, Granox?" Another one asked.

"I wouldn't mind, Grant. And you, Shancus?" Another.

"Not at all," Another chuckled darkly.

I had a feeling that their definition of 'help' was a bit different than mine.

Four guys jumped out and surrounded me, blocking the exits. "And just who are you, anyway?" The guy who seemed to be Akemir, asked.

"Gingka Hagane," I answered.

"Gingka Hagane?!" Akemir's eyes widened. "No way!"

I stood there, my hands trembling from the sudden chill that whipped through the air. Only then did I realize how dark it had gotten. "Well, I should be getting back to my friends. So I'll just-eurgh!" One of them pushed me back.

"Not so fast, Gingka Hagane!" Grant growled.

"You aren't getting away that easily!" Granox laughed, catching me by the shirt collar and shoving me into Shancus.

"Careful, buddy!" Shancus smirked and shoved me forward so that I fell to my knees in front of Akemir.

"Hey, now! No need to grovel at my feet just yet," Akemir laughed.

My hands stopped me from face planting as I kneeled over my knees. "Nnn.." I grunted. How could I just FORGET my phone like that?

"What's the matter, Gingka? Why isn't the legendary blader standing up for himself?" Akemir snickered.

I never thought someone could be so cruel. I started to stand when I was shoved back onto my butt. "Oof!"

Akemir loomed over me and reached for his pants buckle. "We'll have fun with you," He snickered.