Beyblade Burst/Evolution x Reader Oneshots {DISCONTINUED}

Free De La Hoya x Little Sister!Reader

Note: This is NOT incest, this is a oneshot about Free and his little sister, you. Also, I'm SO sorry I haven't updated in months. I just didn't feel inspired enough to write any of the requests and was going through a writer's block. I thought of this idea when I was trying to fall asleep and I thought it was cute, so I decided "why not write it out?" in an attempt to break my writer's block. I will eventually get to writing the requests but I wrote this in the meantime.

Key:
(Y/N) = Your name
(H/C) = Hair colour
(E/C) = Eye colour
(F/C) = Favourite colour
(N/N) = Nickname

Free De La Hoya awoke that day like he did every day. He turned off his alarm, changed out of his pyjamas, and brushed his teeth; then, he left his room to get breakfast.

He was early for breakfast as usual, and also the only one awake, besides Ange, who was busy making the meal.

Though there was something different about today, it was Free's birthday. He didn't expect much, maybe a cake from Ange and a small gift from Kris, but that was about it.

"Good morning, Free," Ange said, placing a plate of churros on the counter for him. "Happy Birthday." She smiled. "I'm making a birthday cake for later today. What flavour would you like?" She asked.

"'Doesn't matter,'" He shrugged, sitting down at a table. He finished his breakfast quickly and was about to leave for training when Kristina Kuroda, his childhood friend, walked in.

"Happy Birthday!" She beamed. "Just before you go training, can you come to my office? I have a surprise. I think you'll like it."

Free sighed and stood up. "I could spare a few minutes."

Kris led Free to her office and told him to sit on the couch. "I'll be back." She hurriedly left the room.

Free stared at the ceiling, wondering what his gift would be. Kris was never this excited about his birthday, and it seemed odd for her to give him a present in the morning. Typically, she would give it to him at the end of the day.

Kris returned a few minuted later, smiling.

"Happy birthday." She said again, before stepping aside to reveal a six-year-old with (H/C) hair and bright, happy (E/C) eyes.

"(Y/N)?" He gasped and stood up, surprised to see the little girl.

(Y/N) squealed and ran to hug her older brother. Though she was too small to wrap her little arms around his torso, so she hugged his legs.

Free chuckled and smiled before picking up the child and hugging her.

"Happy Birthday, Free!" she exclaimed. The girl was so happy to see her brother she looked like she might cry. "I missed you..." she said, tightening her grip around him.

"I missed you too, but what are you doing here?" He asked, putting her down.

(Y/N) looked at Kris. "Can you tell him?! Please, please, please!" She begged, jumping up and down in excitement.

Kris smiled. "(Y/N)'s joining the BC Sol's junior program. She'll be staying here with us."

Free smiled a real, sincere smile. Then he sat on his knees in front of (Y/N) so that they were face to face. "Now, since when did you start blading?" he asked her, genuinely curious.

The little girl looked down at her feet, embarrassed. "Since you left to BC Sol. I wanted to get good so that I could join the team with you." She reached into her pocket and retrieved a (F/C) Beyblade. "I'm not very good yet." She said shyly.

"I'm sure with proper training you'll get much better. I see lots of potential in you. Most kids your age can barely launch properly. You almost beat Valt." Kris spoke, reassuring her.

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A couple of weeks went by since (Y/N) moved into BC Sol. She shared a room with Free since she didn't feel comfortable with anyone else. For the entire time she has spent at BC Sol, she had followed Free around like a little puppy, never leaving his side. She would train with him every day. Though she had never actually won against him, or even gotten close, she improved rapidly, and anyone with a brain could see it. One day, Free took (Y/N) to the stadium in the woods. After about two hours of training, Free offered to stop for a water break. He didn't want to overwork her; she was only six years old, after all.

While they were sitting down, the deer came up to them. (Y/N) had never actually witnessed the deer, and seeing it for the first time was exciting, though she hadn't expected it to be so large.

Free must have sensed her hesitation because he bent down to her level and said, "Don't worry, he's friendly."

The deer slowly approached them, causing (Y/N) to flinch, what if he kicked her? What if he tried to bite her?

The deer was in front of them now; he allowed Free to pet him before turning to sniff (Y/N) face. The little girl stepped backwards, thinking it was going to bite her or something. "(Y/N) I swear he won't hurt you. Trust me, okay?" He gestured for her to pet the deer, and she extended her hand with caution to stroke the back of the creature's neck, and when the deer didn't protest, she relaxed. The deer licked at her cheek, causing her to giggle.

Free smiled as he watched his sister play with the deer. He regretted moving to BC Sol without her. Anyone with a properly functioning brain would know how much his sister adored him. And in the years he had been the number one blader in the world he had heard a lot of girls tell them they were his biggest fan in the world, but he knew who his real number one fan was.

But despite how overjoyed Free was that (Y/N) would be staying at BC Sol, there was one thing that was bugging him. (Y/N) seemed to be working herself harder and harder, and her breaks in between training had become less and less frequent. He was starting beginning to worry. It wasn't suitable for a child her age to go through the same exercises the rest of the team was doing. And Free was beginning to suspect what she was trying to accomplish.

"(Y/N)?" He said after a few minutes of silence. The deer had gone now, and the sun was setting, they would be heading back soon.

"Yeah?" She asked, looking up from where she was picking at the grass.

"You seem to be working a lot harder than usual, is there something going on?"

"I want to be better at Beyblade!" She said matter-of-factly.

"Don't tell me you want to become the best blader." Free sighed. He wanted to keep his title, but it would be hard for him if he had to go against his sister for it.

"No, I want to be the second-best!" She exclaimed.

"Huh?" Free was confused. Everyone wanted to be the best, but second best?

"If I become the best, I'll have to beat you, and then you'll be sad, and I don't want you to be sad." She continued. "But if I become second best, you'll still be proud of me. Right?"

Free smiled and picked up his sister, pulling her into a hug. For years he had been emotionless, deadpan, expressionless. His sister had made him smile, laugh, and he had missed her so much. He hated to know that she didn't think he was proud of her. "But I am proud of you. And don't you ever forget that (N/N)."

(Y/N) smiled and hugged him back, allowing him to carry her the same way you would with a toddler.

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Word Count: 1310

Again, I am SO sorry I haven't updated in MONTHS. And when I finally updated, it wasn't a request. I might not be doing the requests that I got, but I might do them. I'm not sure yet. I will try to update faster. I hope this oneshot can make up for the five months of me not updating. Again, I apologize.