Disclaime:I don't own Beyblade burst.

Claim:My mind, story plot, strange hooded figure and bad luck bread. ;)

Prologue

Wakiya stomps on the ground angrilly, as he left the school grounds and plops himself on his limo. He was fuming as wrings his yet wet ponytail.

It all started with a joke, but he swears that it's all Rantaro's fault Valt and theirs as usually being beside and supporting him.'Grrr... So what if he made fun of him for being on sugar-high and sore loser. It is truth after all, if Rantaro can't handle joke than it's his fault. Then what happened, oh well, these nitwits first made fun of him of having long hair like a girl and later when he entered the gym he found himself soaked with water after opening the door.

All in all it's a heavy blow on his ego. He will get his revenge.

"Alright, who put the bucket there?" Daigo asked as he eyed Rantaro and Valt with suspicioun.

"We didn't put it!If that's what you're implying." Rantaro said puffing his chest out while Valt simply nodded in approval.

"Really!", Daigo said raising an eyebrow.

"Uh... Of course!", Rantaro said his confidence wavering a little.

After gazing at them skeptically Daigo sighed."Fine! then we will figure out. Who did that ?", he concluded.

"Why would we do that? I mean, even if I didn't did it. Doesn't meant I didn't enjoy it. Besides it'll teach him a lesson not to stuck his nose where it did not belong",Rantaro huffed.

"Come on, Kumicho,I know he is a little annoying but he still our friend",Valt said with his ever present cheeriness.

"And we won't want that to affect our club",Daigo said.

With that,they decided to find the culprit.

Wakiya was doing his usual jog in the evening hour, he was still pissed at his friends. He can recall countless times those stupid idiots had the nerve to challenge his greatness.

Suddenly, he bumped into a cloaked figure causing him to fall hard on his butt.

He stood up and rubbed the sore spot and glare at the filthy thing that dare stand on his way.

"Who are you?", he demanded earning a chuckle in response.

"More like what I'll grant you?", the figure replied.

It has an enchanting aura that made Wakiya get lost on his voice.

He shock his head snapping out of the spell.

"I'll grant you your revenge.", the figure announced and the next thing he knew was a pack curry breads shoved in his hands and before he could react the figure disappeared. He looked down at the packet.

'Bad luck breads

One bite=One hour of bad luck

One full bread=One day of bad luck.

Warning: Make sure the victim don't eat any kind of 'll wear of the effect.'

Wakiya read it, over and over again. He felt like it was some kind of bad fanfiction and he was a stupid character. After standing there for quite a while, he decided to head home.

He made sure to think his plan thoroughly,he wanted to give the breads a try. Who knew if they would work. A maniac grin formed on his face.

'Payback is a bitch.'

'Alright Wakiya, act nice but not too nice or they'll smell the trouble.'

With that thought in mind he dialed Valt's number, he is going to invite them to his house and serve them this bread. If worst came to worst he'll have the chocolate at his dispose.

Author note:

Guys and girls! Hiyaa! ;) It's my first fanfic, so if you see some mistakes or anything like that feel free to tell me.

Plot is nothing serious just written for fun =D

See ya! 'til next time.

To be continued . . .