I am still writing my other story, You be the Anchor and I'll be Your Wings, but after going to a local toy store, seeing beyblades, buying some then later playing with them, and finally watching the anime (of which I have yet to finish…only half way done), I realized: Beyblade was one of my childhood favorites and I shouldn't ignore it. XD

So, with an inkling of a short series in my mind, I began to write! Of course, I also plan on finishing You be the Anchor, but it may take a while cuz I get writing A.D.D. =3

Something I wanted to add but couldnt due to lack of space was EVENTUAL OCxKyouya (Let's face it, he's awesome and needs more love, just like anyone on MFB) Anyways, it's OCxOCxKyouya for now until the series progresses.

Enjoy!

"She doesn't do anything anymore. Ever since he left, all she does is stay in her room all day. I have to bring her food and watch over her to make sure she's eating right," Madoka rambled, concern in her voice. With a sigh, she crossed her arms and looked up. She pondered, "I hope she's okay."

Raising an eyebrow, Ginga moved his gaze from Madoka to the closed room in front of him. His eyes glimmered in a sympathetic, worrisome expression. Never before has his childhood friend acted this way. Sure, she wasn't that fond of talking, but now, she seemed to flat-out refuse to speak to anyone. Even him.

A determined glint sparkled from his eyes. He was Ginga Hagane. He never gave up! He'd keep on trying until he won!

Or in this case, until she got over his departure.

Turning the knob, he opened the door with a loud creak.

"Hey, Yukina! It's me again," the boy greeted, stepping into the room. It was dark; he could barely see her. Her figure sat, unmoving, on the neatly made bed, her back facing him. Light entering from outside was the only source of radiance in the room, soon disappearing as he closed the door.

He sat on the other side of her bed, his head turned to his shoulder in order to get a glimpse of her. "How bout we have a beybattle?"

Silence.

He turned more to her. She was shaking her head in a mechanical motion, suppressing any words that may have escaped her lips.

"Then let's go get burgers, I'm hungry!"

Another shake of the head.

"Yukina. . .?" Shifting closer to her, he noticed her hands curled together, fingers caressing the small object in her hand. As he leaned forward more, he recognized it to be a beyblade. Her beyblade. He tried to comfort her, reaching his hand out to touch her shoulder. But in a swift motion, she jerked away, scooting farther away from him.

Her head hung down, embracing the beyblade with protective care. Sighing, he turned away from her.

Deciding it was best to leave her alone, he hopped off the bed. When her was about to take another step, something pulled him back by his shirt. Surprised, he cocked his head to the side. There, still clutching his shirt, was Yukina. Her body was supported by the bed, knees nearing the edge. Her hair, covering her eyes, lifted up to stare at him.

Her hazel irises sparkled infinitely, reflecting the sorrow she had been feeling the past couple of days. She gently pulled his clothing back, urging him to stay.

With a faint smile, he sat back on the bed, this time, right beside her. He saw her draw her beyblade closer, then look up at him expectantly.

"O-Oh, do you want me to talk?" he guessed, face scrunched in a perplexed humor. She nodded. "Okay," he began; then started talking, about anything he could think of.

The more he talked, the bigger his smile became. Sure, she didn't talk back, but that movement was a sign that she wanted someone to stay; that she didn't want to be alone anymore.

They were off to a good start.

So, how was it? Keep in mind, this is a drabble series with a bit of a plot line (Key words: a bit). Please review. They make me happy!

Until next time; bye!