Hello there, and welcome back to Beyblade New Generation! I am really excited to write this chapter, due to the fact that I recently re-watched Hunter X Hunter (which, if you haven't seen, is a great show). A big thanks to Indigo Jupiter for reviewing on the last chapter. I just want to apologize for my (I guess… unorthodox?) updating schedule. Though due to this schedule, the chapters will most likely be longer (not always).

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Beyblade

Gou POV

After the little… um, incident earlier, Makoto has been slumped over and sulking. A festival was going on at the Plaza Mayor, so I decided to at least try to cheer him up… considering the fact that he needs to be in a decent mood to be able to blade well of course! I was jolted out of my thoughts by Rin.

"Gou? Are you hungry? There's a food stand over there that Mark said was good." Rin told me, gesturing towards a stand. "Are you hungry? If you want, I could get you some food." I replied. Her face reddened. "Um, I wouldn't want to…" Rin started, but was surprised to find herself being dragged by me to the stand. "Nonsense! You can't possibly expect me to leave you here without any food to help with the ambiance of the festivities." I told her, gesturing for the others to follow.

When we all arrived at the stand it was being worked by a teenage girl. "Excuse me miss…" She turned around to face me and blushed. "I heard that this stand has great festival food and was wondering what I should get." I told her. She listed their most popular items and little did I know everyone (excluding Makoto) was staring, wide-eyed, at this conversation.

"I believe that would be five euros, correct?" I asked. She looked at me dreamily for a second, before replying "Oh, don't worry we've had a lot of business today so you can have it on the house!" She explained, pushing my euros back and blushing at the fact she touched my hand. "Thank you."

Sadly (or not so sadly), Makoto got angry at the fact that he had to actually pay for his food. "Seriously, she obviously can't see because I am ten… no twenty times better looking than Gou!" Makoto ranted angrily. I stopped walking. "What's wrong Gou?" Rin asked, seeming concerned at my sudden stop. "Oh, nothing's wrong I just remembered I had to tell the Glutton something important from President Hiro!" I said, beginning to drag Makoto off. Everyone stood there for a second and stared at me.

I dragged Makoto to a food stand not too far from everyone. "You being all depressed is pissing me off. So just fill your stomach and get over it, fat ass!" I told him, gesturing to the food stand. Makoto just sighed. Since my "nice way" wasn't working out, I guess I have to resort to my "not so nice way".

"Glutton…" I said, causing him to look up at me. "What?" Makoto said monotonously. "Deep down I wonder if I am going to regret this later, though probably not." I told him, earning questioning looks. "You're going to regret…" Makoto started, but was interrupted with a fist colliding with his gut. When I pulled my fist away, I began ranting. "ARE YOU SUCH AN IDIOT THAT ONE LOSS IS GOING TO MAKE YOU SO DEPRESSED THAT YOU BRING EVERYONE ELSE DOWN? I KNEW YOU WHERE AN IDIOT BUT I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE AN OUTRIGHT FOOL!" I yelled, earning weird looks from the nearby crowd. Because the look on Makoto's face I feel like I'm supposed to feel bad for doing this, but I honestly don't.

Makoto just blinked, before realizing what just happened. His face reddened. "WELL YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY IT LIKE THAT GOU! YOU WONDER WHY I THINK YOU'RE AN ASS!" Makoto yelled, pointing at me.

Unsurprisingly, I just laughed and brushed him off. "You act as if you didn't do anything wrong! It's hilarious how you accuse me of being an ass when you're the one moping about one measly lost!"

Makoto stared at me for a moment, completely lost on what to say. Meanwhile I continued my speech. "Did you see anyone else mope about they're losses?"

Makoto's face reddened again in anger. "WELL HOW WOULD YOU KNOW? YOU NEVER LOSE AND TREAT EVERYONE LIKE THEY'RE LESSER BEINGS, AS IF NO ONE, ESPECIALLY NOT ME, IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU TO GRACE THEY'RE PRESENCE WITH!"

For the first time in my life, I had nothing to say. Makoto basically just admitted he was jealous of me, something I knew, yet didn't believe it to be on this level. I stared at him.

After a couple of minutes, I finally found my voice. "You're really an idiot aren't you? Did you ever think that I tease you in an endearing way? Or do you just think I enjoy other people's suffering? I hate to admit it but out of everyone in our team, you're probably the one I'm closest to."

Makoto faltered for a moment, before exclaiming, "I'M WHAT?"
"Well… Think about it. Out of everyone we are probably the most similar, though I admit, I hate to admit this." I said, scratching the back of my head.

Makoto stared for a moment, before laughing. Probably from the realization hit him that I was embarrassed.

"Hey, stop laughing!" I angrily exclaimed.

"I'm sorry! It's just for once you seem like an actual human being!" Makoto said in between his fits of laughter.

"Hn. Let's head back to the others, they're probably still waiting for us." I said, trying to hide my embarrassment through a calm and indifferent facial expression, though it seemed to be failing. "Oh yeah… Makoto if you tell anyone about this, you'll be training every day off we have. Got it?" I added.

Makoto sweat-dropped. "Aye Captain Tight Ass…"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!"
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I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! And I'm extremely sorry for the lack of updates! I'm in the middle of tons of tests not to mention I had a HUGE project due and when I had time I had writers block! From now on I will try to update once or twice a week (at least) due to this story having gotten really hard to write. I think I'm ending this story around chapter 55. But don't worry! After this story I have a sequel planned! Anyways, see you all next time on… Beyblade New Generation!