Me: *bows* Kunichiwa minna~! Hajimemashte!~ Welcome to my first story! I hope you enjoy!
Rin: A-ano.. Dee-chan. P-please stop wi-with the fake i-innocence...
Me: *frowns* Srry! I'm just nervous. I'm such a noob! OTL
Madoka: No worries Dee. Soon enough you'll be a fine writer ^^'''
Kyouya: *scoffs* Doubtful.
Rin: K-Kyouya-san! Please be m-more considerate!
Madoka: *sighs* Anyway... Diana(The authorness) Does not own Metal Fight Beyblade (or any Beyblade for that matter) So... Yeah.
Me: If I DID... Rin would probably be in it and Madoka and Kyouya would interact more ^^
"A-ano... I r-really like you, Gingka!"
A blush heated up Madoka's face as the words slipped out. Her eyes were shut, as if to stop her from seeing whatever reaction his face held. She had done it! Finally, after missing her chance time and time again, she had finally told Gingka her feelings towards him. This was the perfect chance. He had no challengers and her dad told her to take the day off from the shop. In an attempt to impress the gold-eyed blader, she wore a light blue sundress and traded her goggles for a blue headband with a ribbon tied at the end. Regulars at B-Pit called her cute but right now only one blader's opinion mattered.
Just one thing...
Why wasn't he answering?
A cough stopped Madoka's thoughts, causing her to hesitantly open her eyes and look up. She saw the last person she ever thought she would.
"Ky-Kyouya-kun? E-Eto...Where's Gingka-kun?" She stammered out, trying to push down her blush. Did he hear...? Oh Kami, she hoped he hadn't! The boy in front of her pointed behind her and down the street. "He was challenged by some weird grasshead girl and they ran off..."
Madoka's heart clenched at those words as she looked down again. "O-oh... I see..."
"He's an idiot, y'know"
Wait... What?
"You shouldn't get hung up on him. He's too dense to notice anything other than beyblading."
A side of Madoka scoffed. Like he could talk! Beyblading was Kyouya's life too! The other side, however, was giddy. He was trying to cheer her up in his... own weird way. Wait a minute that means...
"You heard?" she squeaked out, her face turning red again. Kyouya's eyes widened and he turned away. She saw his head move a bit. A curt nod. "Yea, but it was pretty obvious anyway." His voice had a twinge of dry humor and something else Madoka couldn't identify.
"I-I guess it was... I-it was just a s-silly crush anyway. Like a great bl-blader like him could like me!" She laughed, trying to lighten the mood. It came out sadder than she hoped.
What she didn't notice was the boy flinch. A dark scowl graced his features. "He's not all that great."
Madoka didn't like where this was going. Panicked and quickly, she spoke again. "You're a great blader too, Kyouya-kun! I'm sure soon enough, you can beat him easy!"
Why she had said that, she didn't know...
She just had this strange feeling that she wanted anything else but Kyouya mad at her.
A smirk soon replaced the scowl as Kyouya turned so his back was to her, and started walking up the street. Well, at least he wasn't mad.
"Wa-Wait!"
The boy paused, but didn't spare her a glance. Madoka took this as a sign to speak.
"I-I'm cheering for you, Kyouya-kun! I know you can beat him!"
This time, the scarred blader looked at the beymechanic over his shoulder, the smirk still apparent.
"Hn."
Then he turned back, and continued on his merry way. Madoka heard a mumble, but Kyouya was too far off for her to hear clearly. By the time she thought to call out and ask him, he had turned the corner and was out of sight.
Dropping to her knees, she brought a hand to her chest. 'My heart... is beating so fast...' Putting a hand to her face, she felt the warmth that had never radiated before when she thought of Ginkga. 'Why did I say that to him? Do I really hope he can beat Gingka...?'
Madoka smiled despite herself. Whatever reason, she had meant it. She really was cheering for him.
Kyouya felt as if his ego had just gone through a massive petting. The chibi him in his head was beaming proudly. For a reason he really didn't care about... he felt happier when she said that. A spark of determination to prove her right went through him soon followed by a spark of realization. When she was flustered and start rambling she looked so...
"Kawaii~." He let the word slip through his lips. The accursed word lingered in the air around him as he felt his face go pink and hoped that she hadn't heard.
Kyouya Tategami never called anything cute. He pushed away puppies and kittens and would nearly vomit when other people would fawn over things screaming out the word he just whispered.
Yet, here he was calling the girl who had no real beyblading experience except for when she saved his Leone, (which didn't really count in his eyes, but he was still somewhat grateful) cute.
'Well ... this is new.' he thought as he turned the corner. 'Nonetheless, I hope you stick to your word Madoka, and cheer for me.'
Me: I know it's short... But It's only the beginning! I promise it'll be longer soon!
Rin: Dee-chan knows some people do not like KyouyaXMadoka at all... But please do not flame her.
Madoka: It's her first story. Please be gentle with her ( we know how rough Beyblade fangirls can be .)
~*The characters will probably always be OOC. I apologize for that. I really can't help it. But.. I am trying...*~
