The Kissing Booth;
RyugaxOC. Requested By SamenthaFernandes7

Brushing the ends of her waist black hair, the female beyblader really began to take her time on dolling herself up before attending her attention to the boys in the queue. Catylia placed down her brush into her bag then leaned down to pick up her secret weapon for the event; a cherry red lipstick. It was so hot it would stain on the boys cheek whoever she kissed.

After finally adjusting the last areas of her clothing (tightening her knot at the bottom of her shirt to reveal her toned figure and brushing off her blue jean shorts) she finally turned her brown eyes to the queue behind her, to see who was first up.

That's when the confident girl felt her heart rise into her mouth. "Ryuga?" Catylia mumbled uncontrollably, not believing what she was seeing.

A smug grin rose upon the tanned male's lips. Her ex-boyfriend yet her rival, looked like he was going to enjoy every awkward minute of this situation. But the Indian girl refused to let this get the best of her cool; she smiled back in return and nodded to him; hinting for Ryuga to step up onto the stand.

Closing his eyelids as he parked his backside down on to the wooden stool, the silver haired beyblader with a red streak sat up straight like a king. "So. Long-time no see then. I can tell you haven't missed me much Catylia." Ryuga spoke, looking not at all affected by the tension between them.

A smile appeared upon the cheerful girls red lips. He never seemed to amuse her with his fearless personality. Despite that Ryuga was now a legendary beyblader in the making, Catylia saw nothing different in him – He was still the old boy she knew. The only difference was he was now a young man achieving his dream.

"I wouldn't say it like that Ryuga!" The black haired girl protested, starting to get into the rhythm of how things used to be between them. "I always watch you on the television and cheer you."

Trailing his caramel coloured eyes from her brown eyes to her moist and daring looking lips, the beyblader raised an eyebrow, feeling it brush past his gold Dragon head band. "I had a feeling you would. I think I spotted you in the stadium once now and then. It's clear by the look in your eyes that you self-destruct every time I win." Ryuga stated, sounding like he fed off her emotions to win the match.

Who's loss was it though? Ryuga gave Catylia the strength and confidence to be who she was without a care. Loud and cheerful. It was now officially declared even between the two.

"Maybe I did. But things were complicated back then and I never wanted everything to end the way they did." She replied and reached out her hand to his to accept his ticket from his hands softly. "We never had time to see eachother. You were always out beyblade training and I had homework to do. We were just kids then anyways."

He rolled his eyes. "You haven't changed have you? Still so happy and loud." It was obvious the legendary beyblader was still a little bitter about what had happened in the past. Especially as they were rivals at one point, until he defeated her.

The dark haired female then ripped up the ticket before placing it into the bin next to her. "So are you when you're losing. So are you going to kiss me or what!?" She winked and chuckled at his dryness, not really taking it too much to heart. Catylia knew he was trying to keep his cool because he had a crowd around him.

The tension in the atmosphere suddenly switched from being awkward to a little more confused. Ryuga blinked blankly and shrugged stubbornly with his cheeks flaring up with a violent burn. He knew she was right and taking this well, so for now, he dropped the past and learnt it wasn't going to bother her.

Slowly, he watched the girl pout her delicious looking lips and lean closer towards him.

Catylia's knees then went weak at the familiar scent of his cologne entering her nostrils. But within a millisecond – The stubborn and prideful beyblader leaned closer to place his lips upon hers. The broad beyblader closed his eyelids once more and realised how passionate this situation was about to get. It just took his breath away from his now starving lungs.

Meanwhile, the Indian girl placed her hand onto his broad muscular toned arm and felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up with thrill. "Um." She mumbled, not getting enough of her ex who she'd missed so much. Ryuga was a large part of her life, despite that they may never get back together. He'd probably got every women in the world at his feet now for his fame and fortune.

After a minute or two, the stubborn beyblader felt the dark haired girl shift back from the kiss and he opened his eyes, to witness a chuckle leave her smudged lipstick lips. "Uh?" Ryuga gasped, not really knowing how to react to this. His stomach was infested with that butterfly sensation and his heart skipped an unhealthy beat. He'd finally kissed the girl who stole his childhood heart. She'd never given it back since either.

"By the way, I forgot to ask earlier. Have you missed me?" The kissing booth girl asked curiously. "Because I think you know I've missed you."

Suddenly giving permission to the stubbornness and pride to slip aside, the muscular silver haired beyblader gave into his emotion. "Maybe I have?" Ryuga answered and stood up from the stool confidently. He then paused before adding. "If we are going to talk this out. I am not discussing it here." The powerful beyblader concluded before making his way off the stand to let the next customer step up onto the stand.

"I know you won't." Catylia sighed and stood up from the stand. "Lets discuss it now then!"

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A/N: Thank you everyone for the reviews :D you guys rock for sticking beside me. And I hope you enjoyed the request SamenthaFernandes7 – I know you have been very eager for me to post this xD So I hope it was worth the wait. And I'm sorry if Ryuga sounds a little OC at times – I'm still watching the anime and his personality is, unpredictable! If he's in character – Yippie! IF NOT, I will happily re-write this again :). Lots of love XOAnn13OX.