A/N: No! If anyone's asking that I'll be posting yaoi, it's a BIG FKING NO! My fictions are meant to be 13+ friendly, so yea. Plus, I don't want to attract dirty perverted anime fanboys here.

My website is almost done too, I PROMISE!

And also, Eternal Nexus Warrior's TSAT inspired me to do this as well as Steven Universe. Yes, I'm a CN nerd. (but that's where the Beyblade in the Americas airs, right?)

Nile's hair was swaying back and forth as he stared at the beystadium, which the ice was now melted thanks to the temperatures of the deserts. Still, it kinda frightened the orange-haired boy to think that the guy standing on the opposite side of the stadium could do that. In the desert. At 125ºF.

Eric's smile showed his sparkling white teeth, much to Nile's annoyance. He still wore a navy blue short sleeve shirt and black cargo pants. Yet, to Nile's surprise, he doesn't seem to be sweating at all.

But Nile could see Eric's bey which was glowing an icy blue as the black-haired blader's tight grasp on the bey released more aura. Nile could only figure that this dude's bey is actually cooling him off.

Nile's hands were balled into fists. His mouth cracked a smile which showed an exposed fang-like tooth but shorter than Kyoya's. Suddenly, he grabbed his bey launcher out fluently and with ease. His graceful routine of setting up a bey launcher made Eric slightly surprised.

Nile's grin grew wider. "So...shall we?"

Dynamis could tell he was bored. But he was never bored. Was he?

He sat at one of the low-profile grey couches of the luxury private plane that Julian Konzern had given them after he had regained wealth (thanks to Gingka and the others) while he watched Yu and Kenta talk more about beyblade. Yu was praising Kenta for becoming a Legendary Blader, even though that was 3 years ago. The lavender-haired boy smiled at Yu's constant praises to him as well.

It was then he noticed Roselle and Rosalina were at the opposite side of his point of view. They were playing online chess from the iPad Pros (Julian had access to them from a friend), as they called them, and they were laughing as the constant little screw-ups or getting their game-faces on when they knew the game was over soon. Roselle smacked her iPad lightly after losing again to Rosalina.

"God, what's your strategy?" Dynamis smiled at Roselle's annoyance.

Rosalina giggled lightly. "Well, I've been living near chess masters in Florence, Italy..."

"Oh shush with your fantabulous adventures!" Dynamis could tell that Roselle had sulked. Clearly the raven-haired girl was jealous of her long time friend.

"Dynamis, care to play chess with us?" Roselle finally turned her attention to the Jupiter blader. Dynamis blushed as he could tell that he was drifting off from Roselle's inner charm.

No words were spoken out of the lavender-haired blader's mouth as he was too afraid to embarrass himself more to the two girls. He slowly made his way to the two charming girls as another game of chess is announced.

Ziggurat smirked as he observes Sector B-11. The star fragment (the one Dynamis had encountered) was being analyzed now by his experts, and the progress they made made Ziggurat quite parched. His half-emptied wine glass was sitting on the right side of his desk, but his attention was no longer to sustain his body with liquids to replenish himself. All his attention now was his success so far.

Just then, 3 bladers came into his view, with the man slightly annoyed that his happy train-of-thought was disrupted.

"Ziggurat, we have fulfilled your wish," the lead guy said. He was wearing a tight black sleeveless t-shirt underneath a dark purple biker jacket and tight black jeans. His footwear was shiny black Doc Martens and a silver chain hung on his neck.

"And what is that wish, if I had forgotten?" Ziggurat's reply only made the group smirk even more.

"We'd been able to lure the one you call 'Masamune' to the fake tournament we scheduled. Just like you'd say, boss," The shorter guy behind the lead guy revealed. He pretty much wore the same thing the lead guy did except with a yellow jacket instead.

Ziggurat's smirk was even wider now. "Oh yes, I indeed, have forgotten those plans."

The tiring 8-hour journey to the Americas had worn out the group than they'd expected. Yu was still hyper as usual, but Kenta was so tired he almost slept while walking out of the plane. Roselle and Rosalina came out next, their travel bags hung on their arms, in which Dynamis was slightly attracted by.

After the whole chaos of getting themselves out of the plane, Madoka had configured the location of Team Dungeon and said it was an another 2 hour drive, in which the group groaned. Tsubasa suggested a good night's sleep, so they took a bus to the nearest hotel, which wasn't far considering the fact they'd just gotten off the airport.

Yu crashed down at one of the beds of the 'Luxurious Masters Hotel Room' they'd bought from money sponsored from the WBBA, and Roselle and Rosalina laid down at their beds reading books. Rosalina's book was a light, romantic-comedy book while Roselle's was a hardcore horror genre.

Dynamis stared out of the windows to watch the stargaze of the beautiful night. His smile quickly faded as seconds pass by. He was still worried for his fellow Pegasis-blader. His race of thoughts had distracted him from watching the starry night, until Madoka came up to him with a weak smile on her face.

"Worried much?" came the maroon-haired mechanic. She was changed into a simple pink tank top and monkey pajamas.

Dynamis nodded. "Yep. I'm worried."

"We'll find him. We always did in the end, haven't we?" Madoka tried to smile to comfort him.

"You don't have to be brave for me, Madoka. It's not like I've been in these situations before," he assured.

"I always do this because I need to find myself a use other than just Beyblade mechanics," she piped. In which Dynamis had just smiled at that comment.

8 hours before..

"Why wouldn't I be?" Eric taunted. His muscular complexion was revealed more when he decided to take his shirt off and replace it with a tank top. "Let's play."

"3...2...1" Both bladers had their keen eye to their beys. There was a short deafening silence beyond both bladers, who gripped their launchers tighter.

"LET IT RIP!"

A/N: I was lazy, don't complain the shortness of this chapter.

Here's the sidechat as promised:

"Kinda like it." This was coming from Roselle, who was eating yet another popcorn bowl. "Although, Dynamis and I don't have that kind of relationship..."

"DIS EZZ MAH FANFIC GARL!" I blew right through her stunned face.

"Gee, you don't have to explode to tell me that," Roselle shrugged.

Nile came from upstairs, dressed in a tight balck tank top which showed his muscular complexion and a 6-pack (okay wtf, Slay) and a beige yoga pants. I felt my heart stop when I just saw him.

"This was a dare, Slay," he eyed me. I just ignored that snobby comment.

"AND it looks fantabulous!" came Madoka who just bursted in. I rolled my eyes at Madoka's secret clothing obsession.

"Guys, could you please leave me...alone?" I asked politely. Everyone's eyes widened and just hurried off upstairs.

"I like my Authoress Powers."

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A/N: And you bet I do.