Beyblade Burst Adventures

The Love for Red Eyes

In which we see quite a few alternate scenarios where Red Eye finds himself showing a softer side to three Masked Bladers in three different timelines, and they show him the same softness in return. (Red Eye x Gray Eye, Gold Eye and Violet Eye. Everyone is seventeen in the first two shorts, then they're eighteen in the last one.)

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"Let it... RIP!" Came the fierce cry, and with a flash of light the red, white and gold Bey dove into the stadium, charging through it for a moment before spinning out of control, ramming several walls and then spinning out. "Rrrgh! Why isn't this working?!" The red-eyed Blader snarled, bending down and picking up his Bey.

Gray Eye watched silently from afar, a deep frown apparent on his face. He's been going at this for hours now... Doesn't he realize his exhaustion is what's affecting his launch?

He watched as Red Eye stepped back, still for a moment before shouting out, "Let it... RIP!"

His Bey flew into the stadium, this time immediately running wild and ramming the walls ruthlessly, until it hit one and launched into the air- it sailed right past its Blader's ear with a loud whoosh, then as it careened towards the floor, Gray Eye grabbed it out of the air.

"You're getting way too hotheaded," He advised as the beast Blader whirled to face him. "You need to stop before you hurt yourself badly or your Bey."

"I won't stop until I pull off a good launch!"

"You won't be able to, not with how exhausted your muscles are," Gray Eye pointed out. Red Eye let out a soft breath, looking to his hand and finding that it was trembling noticeably. "You need a break, and so does Spryzen. Come with me."

"I don't take orders from-"

"It's not an order, it's just a request. Come with me, please. I can help you out."

Red Eye glared at him silently, trying to think of an argument as to how he could keep going... Then he growled softly, turning his glare to his feet. "Fine."

Honestly, when Gray Eye said he'd help, Red Eye hadn't actually imagined anything close to what he got. Once the Beys were place on the nightstand by the knight Blader's bed, he had the beast Blader take off his coat and sleeve. That wasn't the weirdest part, though...

"Sit here and just hold still for me- try to relax, too. I'm not going to hurt you."

Red Eye did as instructed, though somewhat begrudgingly, but blinked in confusion when the other Masked Blader sat down behind him. "What are you-"

He didn't get to finish his question, Gray Eye simply gave him his answer by pressing the heels of his hands into the red-eyed Blader's shoulder blades, and hard.

"N-Nngkh! Gray Eye!" He protested, turning his head as the knight Blader continued to roughly massage his muscles.

"Oh, you're tougher than that," Gray Eye admonished with a light grin. Then it fell, and he murmured, "Hmm. Your muscles are really tense. Have you been carrying this since you came back?"

"What? I don't know," Red Eye said between grunts, closing one eye and hissing softly. "But when you said help, I- gnkh! I really imagined something different..."

"I figured as much. But this is what you need, or else you're going to absolutely wreck your body." He frowned, stopping for a moment and hearing Red Eye sigh in relief.

"I know how to take care of myself, Gray Eye."

"Sure you do. That's why you're working yourself to death with little-to-no water, right? Anyway, take a deep, deep breath for me."