Beyblade x Reader

Ryuga x fragile! Reader

Training at night was one of your favorite things to do lately. No one watching and you could practice in peace. You packed up a small bag of snacks, bandages, your bey, and other necessities and headed out to the near Woods. Once you got there, you took out your launcher and started your usual training routine. You were determined to outdo yourself again.

You kept on launching and launching your bey over and over. Blow after blow you sent it flying against a tall oak in front of you. Finally, the bark splintered, being thorn through by your bey and it burrowed into the tree sturdily. Even though you damaged the target you still felt the annoyance at how difficult it still was for you.

You tucked a piece of your stray hair behind your ear while glancing up at the clouded sky. Frustrated, you kicked a pebble in front of you and packed your launcher back into your pocket. How were you supposed to get stronger without a ton of training? You were fed up with people assuming you were weak just because you were rather fragile compared to other people your age.

You reached a narrow stream and filled your water flask, taking a sip as crickets began to chirp around you.

It's not until a hand roughly grabs your shoulder that you realized someone was watching you the entire time.
"Scream and I'll break your neck!" A man hissed behind you. Immediately, you tried to get some distance and get back on your feet. Turning around you stared at a man with a grey hoodie and a vile look in his eyes. He stood a couple of feet away from you, but then started walking towards you.  Stumbling backwards, you tried to keep the distance.
"Now now, you're going nowhere. I think you got something I want." He pointed to your bag.

You were a blader. A fighter. But right now, you're alone in the woods being threatened by someone you know nothing about. Your first instinct was to run.
As you turn around to sprint away, you bumped into something hard. Another guy. He wore a brown jacket and had his hood pulled deep in his face, making it hard to see his facial features.
"If you think we won't hurt you, then you're wrong. Now hand over your Bey!" Second guy reached for your arm, holding it in a strong grip. You were sure there was going to be a bruise tomorrow. Your eyes widened in fear, and you screamed only to be silenced by the mans other hand. The first guy ripped your bag from you and searched through your belongings. He inspected your Bey and your wallet, then shouldered your bag.
You didn't know what to do, left without any hope to call for help.
Lately, you had heard a lot about gangs stealing Beys and selling them and their parts after. Your friends warned you, but you never thought it would happen to you.
You tried to fight the tears forming in your eyes. Your bey was precious to you and losing it felt like your heart shattering into a thousand pieces. Gathering all the strenght inside you, you kicked the man behind you. He loses his intensity of your hold, gasping in pain. You might be fragile, but you won't go down without a fight! Using the attackers surprise to your advantage, you screamed for help on top of your lungs. His partner immeadiately lunged at you, while the first guy held his knee in pain. Something sliced your upper arm, leaving a small cut. You didn't even notice that one of them had a knife! The cut wasn't bad, but you were still shocked.
"What are we going to do now?", the hooded guy holding you in a firm grip questioned.

"Let her go and drop the bag." That voice..you knew who it belonged to, but couldn't believe it.
As soon as the men got ear of the new person, the grip loosened on you, making it possible to turn your head. Right there next to the tree you trained earlier with, stood Ryuga. The dragon emperor locked eyes with you. You couldn't read his expression, but he had a dark aura radiating off him.
"Listen,you'll walk away if you know what's good for you."
Ryuga began to walk forward, ignoring what the guy in the grey hoodie said.
"Just go back where you came from before you'll get in trouble", the other man threw in, clenching his fists.
The white haired male stopped walking and laughed without remorse.
"I'd say the same thing for you, but it's already to late for that", Ryuga replied darkly. With every second passing, the sinister aura around him grew. You could tell that your attackers felt it too as one of them took a few steps back. You involuntarily shivered. He pulled out his launcher, firing his bey. The roar of his bitbeast, L-Drago, rang through the night. The man with the brown jacket got knocked back, falling to the ground.
"Which one cut you?" Ryuga asked, but his expression didn't soften. You didn't reply. Not because you were too frail too speak, but because you were afraid of what would happen if you did. You saw Ryuga's dark side a lot at the Dark Nebula and knew what he could do.
"Y/N.." He growled, making his way over to you. His shadow loomed over your figure, darker than the night itself. Your attackers stood there speechless, staring at L-Drago.
"Ryuga..please", you beckoned faintly. You reached out to him, putting your hand on his arm.  Ryuga didn't move. He took a breath as if contemplating the situation, but he did not turn to look at you. His eyes boring into the two men.
"You can't seriously let them get away with this."
"I just want to get away from here.."
The dragon emperor stood in silence, before grabbing your arm plus your bag and walking off with you.

As you reached the Dark Nebula, dawn already broke again. Walking through the long halls, the members of the organisation would stare at you and whisper. You knew there were rumors about you having a crush on Ryuga, but you always tried to ignore them.
Both of you stopped at your room and Ryuga dropped your bag on your bed. He seemed to be his calm, normal self again. You didn't want to talk about what just happened and decided to adress something else.

"Ryuga, there is something I wanted to talk with you about.." He adverted his gaze and now his golden orbs bored into you.
"Have you heard what they're saying about us? The rumors?" You couldn't tell how he was feeling from the look in his eyes. It was one of the things he did where he obscured all of his emotions.
"What?", he asked, but it seemed like he already knew. You began to fumble with your words, not sure how to adress this. The atmosphere had changed completely at this point.
"That..you know..I have a thing for you?" Ryuga started to move closer to you which made you back up till you reached something solid behind you.
"Yes and I was wondering..", he trailed off in a low voice, now so close that his face was inches from yours. You felt your breath hitch in your lungs and a blush rising on your cheeks. He moved his head forward to your left ear.
"..is it true?" One of his hands held onto your wrist and you were sure he could feel your pulse race.  You just stared at him, not able to comprehend the situation. After a good 20 seconds, Ryuga smirked.
"Well?", he questioned with his voice laced with impatience.
"I don't know..", you managed to answer without stuttering. You could feel his warm breath on your face and his eyes boring into you.
"You don't know? This is not a thing to be indecisive about." Ryuga let out an annoyed sigh, his eyes moving away for a second. "Ok fine. Let me help you."
Not giving you the chance to question him, Ryuga pressed his lips to yours and you felt a sudden urge to wrap your arms around him. Without hesitation, you kissed back. You hadn't discovered your feelings for him until the rumor surfaced. Ryuga on the other hand didn't want to admit his feelings to himself at first, but something about you being so fragile sparked the need to protect you.
Ryuga's hands moved from your petite wrists up your arms to your shoulders, then to your face. He cupped your face in his hands and you leaned into him.
The male pulled away a bit so that he could speak, his lips almost brushing yours.
"Should I take that as a yes?", he said with a triumphal smirk. You wanted the kiss to go on longer and knew it would if you would just answer truthfully.
"Yes", you said before your lips met again, this time more passionately.