Hey guys! This is my first story on Fanfiction! Enjoy!

I do not own Metal Fight Beyblade! Or Beyblade Metal Fusion. Whatever you want to call it.

Gingka's eyes glanced nervously around the room. He was hiding from his enemy. Well, his enemies to be exact. He was having a sleepover with Kyoya and Ryuga. They were having a good time, but somehow, their fun had turned into a huge battle.

Gingka clutched his weapon, ready to use it when needed. He scanned the room with his brown eyes.

"I don't see them anywhere…but they could pop out when I least expect it!" He thought to himself.

He looked around again. Kyoya and Ryuga were nowhere in sight.

"Where are they? Have they given up?" He then mentally scolded himself. "What are you thinking Gingka? This is Kyoya and Ryuga you're talking about! They would never give up!"

Kyoya and Ryuga were still nowhere to be seen. The red-headed teen looked around once more and relaxed.

While he was relaxing, he did not see Kyoya peeking at him through the doorway. Like a true professional, Kyoya snuck up behind Gingka and pounced on him, showing no mercy like a true lion.

"Ha! I got you Gingka!" Kyoya shouted smacking Gingka with his pillow.

"HEY! How did you find me?" Gingka said, smacking him back.

"Gotta be more alert than that to win a battle!" He replied with his usual smirk.

While they were too busy smacking each other, Ryuga strode into the room with his pillow ready. He saw the two hitting each other and smirked. In two quick motions, he had a very surprised Gingka and a fuming Kyoya on the ground.

"Looks like I won! Not surprised because I am Ryuga!" Ryuga said with a very proud air around him.

"Grr…" Kyoya growled.

"I, Ryuga, Dragon emperor, owner of the amazing bey, L-Drago, once again, am the victo-!" Ryuga could not continue as his face had just been smashed with Gingka's pillow.

"Sorry Ryuga, but I, Gingka Hagane, has won! OW! HEY! THAT HURT, KYOYA!" Gingka screamed.

"You're all wrong! The true king, Kyoya Tategami, will take the victory! Commoners, I am the true king!"

Ryuga was about to show him who the TRUE king was, but they were interrupted by 7 pillows with a bunch of rips in them. When they hit the boys, they exploded.

"You're all wrong!" A deep voice boomed. "I am the true king!"

Gingka could make out the figure of a man, but he couldn't quite tell who it was because of all the feathers.

Ryuga and Kyoya put on their most menacing glares.

"Who are you?! Come out and fight like a man!" Ryuga shouted.

"P-please…come out…" Gingka stammered.

"Show yourself, fool!" Kyoya snarled.

"Ha ha ha…it is only I! The best blader and king of pillow fights…THE IMMORTAL PHOENIX!"

And there stood Gingka's father in his fluffy, blue, cloud patterned pajamas. He was in his usual "Immortal Phoenix" pose. With one look at him, Kyoya and Ryuga burst out laughing. Gingka turned red and smacked his forehead.

"What? What's so funny?" Ryo asked, clearly confused.

"It's just, well… you…oh! Never mind! Why are you here, dad?"

"Hmm…oh yeah! It's time for bed, boys!"

Kyoya and Ryuga were weak from laughing too protest. They got up and headed up the stairs.

"So, who won?" Kyoya asked as they climbed up the stairs.

"I did of course." Ryuga said.

"No, I did!" Gingka argued.

"Guess there's only one way to find out." Kyoya said evilly as he grabbed a pillow.

Gingka grinned while Ryuga smirked.

"Bring it on."

Yeah it's short. Anyway, please review and give me tips on how I can improve! No flames please.