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Ryuga and Ryuto: (staring at each other)
Ryuto: Why the heck do you look like me?
Me: (in a Darth Vader voice) Ryuto, he is your brother.
Hikaru: T_T' Gee, I never would've guessed...
Ryuga: (sad) I can't believe you forgot about me.
Ryuto: I'm so sorry!
Ryuga: Oh, it's too late for sorry!
Me: (hugs Ryuga) Aw... please don't fight. (grabs Ryuga's head with both hands) Your beautiful face might get ruined. (kisses his cheek)
Ryuga: O.O
Ryuto: Fangirls...
Me: I HEARD THAT!
Hikaru: I wanted to kiss Ryuga.
Me: Too bad; I already kissed him on the lips at the beginning of Chapter 4! So take that, wussy maggot!
Hikaru (slaps me): Bitch!
Hikaru and DragonFang2011: (starts to wrestle)
Ryuga and Ryuto: (claps) CAT-FIGHT!
Revived Memories
"Ryuto?"
He nodded. "That's my name!"
I felt like I was about to pass out. "You're alive?"
Ryuto looked confused. "As far as I know... yeah. What are you talking about?"
"I... I'm your brother."
"Hey, with all due respect, I know that we look alike, but I think I'd know if I have a brother," he said, smirking.
"You must think I'm crazy," I muttered.
"Yeah," he admitted.
"But it's true! Do you remember anything from your past? A sister? When did your father die? Which country are you from?" I was desparate. He doesn't remember anything!
Ryuto frowned, as if deep in thought.
We stood there for about ten minutes.
"Amnesia?"
"Shut up!" he snapped. "I'm trying to remember!"
I rolled my eyes. What a moron...
Finally, I punched him in the gut.
"Why'd you do that?"
"If you won't believe me, then that's your problem," I said, shrugging. "And if you're staying here, then I'm out!" I started towards the tunnel entrance, eager to get away from him.
"Wait!" Ryuto whined. "I'm still trying!"
I picked up the bracelet.
Ryuto's head snapped up like a mouse trap. "Give me the bracelet."
I smirked, an idea forming in my head. "Why should I?"
"Because I need to look at it!"
"Then battle me," I said triumphantly, setting L-Drago onto my launcher.
He was quiet.
I stared at him. "Do you even have a Bey?"
"Of course, I do!" He looked offended.
I raised an eyebrow. "Then take it out."
"Oh. Oh!" He pulled a blue and turquoise Beyblade out of his holder. "Alright. This is Omega Dragonis."
"So do you accept my challenge?"
He looked at his Beyblade, then at me. His yellow eyes flared in determination as he put Dragonis into position. "Bring it on!"
"3... 2... 1... Let it... RIP!"
L-Drago easily knocked Dragonis onto the ground with one big explosion.
"That's the best you've got?" I was kind of disappointed.
Ryuto shook his head.
"Then launch it again!"
"Let it... RIP!"
This time, Dragonis lasted a little longer than he had in the previous battle.
But L-Drago still beat him, anyway.
"I thought you'd be stronger," I snarled.
"Well, sorry!" Ryuto shot back. "I don't Beyblade unless I have to!"
"Then what do you do?" I asked, feeling slightly confused.
"I'm a treasure hunter," he replied. Then, he held out his hand. "The bracelet."
I shook his hand. "I'm Ryuga."
"Very funny."
A tiny smile made its way to my face. I tossed the bracelet from one hand to the other. Ryuto's eyes followed the snake-like piece of jewelry, as if afraid that I'd drop it and it would shatter into a million tiny pieces.
Which was kind of tempting, if you ask me.
I let it fall from my hands and it clattered to the ground.
Ryuto gasped. "Be careful with that!" He snatched it off the soil and rubbed the scaly exterior with his shirt until it gleamed in the dim light of the setting sun.
"I'll just leave you two alone," I said, turning around to walk to the other side of the Coliseum.
He looked up. "Is there a guy around here named Gingka Hagane?"
"Duh; he's my rival."
"Do you know where he is?"
I sighed irritably. "Yeah. Follow me." I changed direction and headed into the tunnel. Then, I realized that he wasn't behind me. "You coming or what?"
"Just a second!"
When he caught up to me, he was placing a cloth bundle into his backpack.
I sped up my pace, wanting to get back to the B-Pit before it gets dark.
"Hey! Slow down!"
"I thought you were a treasure hunter," I scoffed.
"I've been walking for hours!" he huffed.
Wow. This one's a whiner, I thought.
"Hungry?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes again. "What the heck?"
Ryuto eagerly unwrapped his food and handed me a sandwich, then took one for himself.
We silently ate on the way back to the city.
And when we set foot onto the streets, well, we got stared at.
I was used to it, but I don't think that Ryuto was, because he stuck to me like glue.
I opened the door to the B-Pit.
"Ryuga?" Kenta exclaimed in awe.
"There's someone here to see Gingka," I announced, stepping aside to let Ryuto in.
Miyako shot towards him like a bullet and hugged him, grinning uncharacteristically.
"Ryuto! You're alive!" Miyako squealed.
His eyes glazed over. "Miyako?"
Oh, so you remember her, I thought furiously.
Then, my sister seemed to remember that we weren't alone and pried herself off Ryuto. "Yeah; that's me," she said flatly.
"You're my sister, right?" Ryuto stared at me, as if trying to ask me if he was right.
I nodded, still annoyed.
Hikaru entered the shop.
"Hi, Hikaru!" Madoka chirped. Hikaru smiled back. But when she saw me, she growled. Then, she slapped me across the face and stormed out.
Ryuto emitted a low whistle. "Girlfriend problems?" he guessed.
Now it was my turn to growl as I rubbed my cheek. "She's not my girlfriend!"
"But you like her, don't you?" He smirked, his gleaming eyes suggesting a challenge.
I glared at him. "Shut. Up."
Ryuto started running around the shop, ducking behind the others as I tried to catch him. "Ryuga and Hikaru sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes-"
I grabbed the back of my brother's vest and yanked him to the floor. "We're just friends!"
"Deni-al!" He laughed.
"You were more mature when you were four!" I told him.
He stuck his tongue out at me.
"That's it!" I pulled on his hair and stretched his arm to his back.
"OW OW OW OW OW! I can't believe that after ten years, you still blow up too easily!"
I hissed and stood up with all the dignity I had left, which wasn't a lot.
Still giggling, Ryuto picked himself up off the floor. "That was almost as fun as hunting for treasure."
"Really?" I spat sarcastically.
"So you're Ryuto?" Kenta asked.
My brother nodded.
"And you three-" Yu gestured to Miyako, Ryuto, and I.
"-are siblings?" Titi finished.
We nodded.
"B-But... you guys couldn't look more different!" Benkei stammered. "Well, one of you."
"I feel left out." Ryuto pouted.
"Fatty's talking about me," Miyako sneered. "Imbecile," she added under her breath.
Benkei looked offended.
"I know that!" Ryuto said. "What do you take me for: an idiot?"
Miyako and I nodded. "Pretty much."
But Ryuto's attention seemed to have been snagged by Miyako's sword. He pulled it out of its sheath. "Whoa! Check out the inscription on the base! Wait; it's in Japanese. Dang it! I knew I shouuld've taken classes!"
Miyako kicked him in his soft spot. "Nobody touches the sword but me."
Ryuto jumped back, wincing and dropping the sword. "Sorry! Stupid ADHD!"
"It's not the only one that's stupid," my sister grumbled, sliding Shinobu back into its container.
"What did you say?" Ryuto snapped.
"Nothing."
Ryuto narrowed his eyes. Miyako raised her eyebrow and half-smiled, crossing her arms, which I knew was her idea of a taunt.
Apparently, Ryuto seemed to remember that little fact too. "Why you little-" I had to grab the back of his vest again to keep him from lunging at our sister. "Let me go! She called me dumb!"
"No, I didn't!" Miyako scoffed. "I called you stupid."
"Gr!"
Then, the door swung open, and Mom and Ryo waltzed in. My mother was giggling as Gingka's dad whispered something into her ear. They were back from a date, probably.
Gingka and I each made a disgusted face.
Then, my mother stared at Ryuto wide-eyed. "Ryuto?"
"Mom?"
Miyako and I sighed. "Here we go again."
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