Hey, Guys, I'm so sorry. My computer deleted this chapter so I had to rewrite what I could remember. So, here's chapter 11.
I do not own any rights to Metal Fight Beyblade, or anything even close to it. And I also do not own the wizard of Oz, nor do I own any rights.
Hikaru's pov:
I winced as the idiots carried me up the stairs. I was suddenly made painfully aware how badly I was injured. "Tsubasa, you had better get me there soon, or I'll kill you! All of you!" I threatened.
I heard an annoyed grunt. "You are in the position to threaten us, I say," said one of the twins, the more annoying one, I think.
I rolled my eyes. "Good thing you don't get a say, then, now is it?"
"Hikaru, seeing as how I'm trying not to let you bleed out the least you could do is be a little helpful, and shut up," said Tsubasa.
I did. But I also made sure to make him pay for the "shut up" comment.
"Just put me down, or you all die!"
"Okay, drop her."
They did.
I said a few things I'm not proud of, and then, "Oh My God, what is wrong with you?"
"Guys, I didn't mean literally!" cried Tsubasa.
"Are you okay, Hikaru?"
"Yeah, 'cause getting shot in the leg with dead on accuracy, I might add, those are exactly the words that come to mind. Then having to be forced to listen to you guys as you decide whether you're going to let me bleed out, or not. Then there's getting dropped on the floor. But I won't even mention that. Weeeeeeeellll, Oh, no! No, I am not!"
The smarter ones (and I say "smart" in the loosest way possible) cover ed their ears, while the lesser than so (the "Oh, My God, I'm an idiot," ones. Yep, I'm talking to you, Dan and Reiki), just fell on to the floor.
"What's with the dosing, People? Have I lost you?" I said in such a way that Madoka would have been proud.
Madok's pov:
Ryuga and Pluto pushed me into a metal box.
"What's with the imprisonment, you guys?" I demanded.
"Nothing. Stay in," replied Pluto.
As he was walking passed me, I stuck out my foot and tripped him.
"You really should be more careful. These floors are so slippery, you know. And you should. Why, I've only been here a few hours, and I know that these floors are slippery!"
"You tripped me, you evil brat!" he cried, as he stood up.
"I did not. I think you're mistaken."
"But you did!"
"I did not, and you know it," I leaned over to Ryuga, and said, "unlike knowing these floors are slippery."
I saw Pluto clench his hands. And I swear that Ryuga's mouth twitched ever so slightly. Good. We were getting somewhere...
"Pluto, stop being such a wimp," Ryuga said.
Then he turned and walked away.
Pluto wiggled his fingers at me. "I'll get you my pretty, and your little friend, too."
I rolled my eyes, then wiggled my fingers right back. "Okay, Crazy Wicked Witch of the West. You do that."
