Sorry that this is later than anticipated. I got a little caught up in reading and left writing by the wayside. Also I was without power and therefore internet access for a few days this week. So here's the second and final part of Wilderness Trip.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade Metal Fight or any of its characters. No, not even Gingka and Masamune's randomness.
As soon as the first slivers of sun peaked from beyond the lake into the cabin, Kyoya and Nile silently left, closing the door behind them so as not to wake the others. They headed to the pier where the three boats were docked and got into the fishing boat.
"Here goes nothing," Kyoya said, turning the engine on. It roared to life and the two friends winced as the silent atmosphere they had maintained was shattered.
"Oww," complained Nile. "I didn't think the motor would start up so loud."
"Yeah, hopefully the others were too sound asleep to hear us leave." Kyoya sighed. "If Gingka and Masamune come out in one of the other boats..."
Nile sighed too. "I can too easily picture them creating a ruckus and even falling in the water. Then we'd never catch any fish, because – of course – they'd be right next to our boat."
Kyoya nodded and the two stopped talking as the boat sped off to the far side of the lake. Once they arrived, Kyoya turned to motor off and let them drift so they could cover more ground – or in this case, water.
"So Kyoya, what are you going to fish for?" Nile asked. Last night before the bonfire, the two of them had looked at a fishing manual pamphlet thingy that Ryo had left sitting outside his tent. It mentioned different kinds of fish and how best to catch them.
"Northern pike or muskie. They're the biggest, so they'll put up the best fight!" Kyoya had already tied a lure to the end of the line on one pole.
"Well, since you're doing that, I might as well try for some perch and bluegill." Nile was practically minded, and decided to try something other than what his friend chose. That way, if one of them was more successful, the other could always try fishing for the same type of fish as well.
Silence ensued as the two cast their rods and tried to catch some fish. Kyoya reeled in slowly, hoping to attract a big fish, while Nile stared intently at his bobber, waiting for it to go underwater when a smaller fish grabbed it. Soon enough, it disappeared from sight and Nile started, jerking his pole back and reeling fast. The bait – with a surprised looking fish still attached – flew out of the water and over Nile's head, off the other side of the boat. Kyoya flinched as he got a facefull of water from the splash the fish made.
"Nile, watch what you're doing," he said.
Nile grit his teeth and reeled more slowly, bringing the fish into the boat. "Well sorry, but I've lived in the desert most of my life. This is my first time fishing." He inspected the fish, which was really quite small, removed it from the hook, and tossed it back into the water.
On his next fish, he was careful not to throw it over the boat again.
By the time Nile had caught six smaller fish, Kyoya was finally on to something. "I hope it's a muskie!" he said happily, reeling slowly (having learned from Nile's mistake as he too had never been fishing before). But the fish he brought in was not a muskie. Or a northern pike for that matter. "Nile, get that fishing guide," he told his friend. Nile handed it to him, and in a bit Kyoya discovered he had caught a largemouth bass. The guide said it was rather common, so he didn't get overly excited about it. Except for the fact that it was about three times as large as the fish Nile had been catching.
"So then catch one more and you're caught up to my six," Nile said jokingly.
-Three Hours (and many fish) Later-
It was around 8:30 in the morning, and Kyoya and Nile were happy with how fishing was going. Kyoya had caught many more bass and at least ten northern pike; however, the muskie had evaded his line.
"Hey man, they're really rare according to this pamphlet," Nile told him. The Egyptian too had caught countless smaller fish, though even some of them were up to keeping size. His favorite had been the foot long bluegill! What a fight that one had put up! Nile opened his mouth to say more, but the sound of a motor coming closer toward the two of them made him stop.
Kyoya squinted and saw a shock of red hair in the boat. He frowned. "Gingka," he told Nile. "And where he is, Masamune will be also."
Sure enough, the two of them, with Gingka driving the boat, pulled up right next to Kyoya and Nile. "Good fishing out there?" Masamune shouted unnecessarily loudly at the two of them.
"Yes. Now go away, this is our spot," Kyoya told them both.
Gingka put on a hurt expression. "What, you scared we'll out-fish you, Kyoya?"
Nile sighed and face-palmed. Now that Gingka had challenged Kyoya, there was no way the Leone blader would back down.
Sure enough, "Bring it," Kyoya growled back at his rival. "I'd like to see you catch even one fish!"
"One fish coming right up!" Gingka hummed happily as he pulled out a gigantic lure – most certainly used for muskie fishing – and tied it to the end of his line. "I'll catch the biggest fish in this lake. No, I'll catch the biggest fish in the entire world!"
Even Masamune had to roll his eyes at that one.
Gingka carefully moved the pole back over his shoulder and cast as hard as he could. His lure sailed gracefully through the air toward the shoreline. Only, it sailed a little too far and landed in the lower branches of a tree.
The golden moment of silence was broken. "Ha ha ha!" laughed Kyoya. Soon, Masamune joined in too, laughing at his friend. Nile just stood in the boat with a smug look on his face.
Gingka's face was beet-red as he jerked his pole and managed to get the lure out of the tree, along with some branches as he reeled his lure in. Gingka plucked off the branches and cast again – a shorter cast this time. He let the lure sink to the bottom and then tried to reel in. His rod tip bent as he felt something on the other end. "I'm on to something! I'm on to something!" he shouted. He felt a regular jerking pattern on the other end of the line and reeled faster, excited about his catch. He reached down and pulled up... a boot.
Cue some more hysterical laughter from Masamune and slightly less hysterical from Kyoya. Even Nile let out a chuckle of amusement. Gingka looked absolutely crestfallen. Masamune patted him on the back when his laughter ceased. "Don't worry, one day you'll catch something," he said.
-Half an Hour Later-
Gingka had finally caught a fish, though on a slightly more sensible lure than the gigantic one he had caught his prized boot on (yes, the boot had been kept in the boat as Gingka's catch). Masmaune had caught two bass on his rod and was proudly proclaiming (AKA shouting) his victory to the world.
"YES, IT IS I, MASAMUNE! I AM THE WORLD'S BEST NUMBER ONE FISHER!"
Kyoya and Nile rolled their eyes. Fishing had definitely slowed down from earlier, so they decided to head in. Of course, the other two cried out "Wait for us!" and motored in to the dock scant minutes after them.
"Hey guys!" Yu bounded over to the four of them on the dock, munching on an apple. "Tsubasi, Toby, and Zeo cooked up some breakfast for everyone. Come on!" He grabbed Gingka and Masamune, knowing Kyoya and Nile would not enjoy being dragged around, and pulled the Gan Gan Galaxy bladers over to a well-made fire. Benkei charged over to Kyoya yelling "Bu-bu-bu-bull, Kyoya!" Demure sat off to the side, eating his food in peace now that Benkei had turned his attention elsewhere.
Tsubasa looked up and motioned for Toby to bring over some plates for the four fishers who had just come in. He heaped some scrambled eggs and bacon on them, while Zeo placed some more apples in a bowl on the picnic table near the fire.
"Yummy!" cried Masamune, running to get to the food as fast as he could.
"Where are the burgers?" Gingka asked.
"Burgers are for lunch, son," said Ryo, coming over from his tent. He had slept the latest out of everyone.
Gingka frowned but didn't argue further, though in his opinion burgers were for any meal at all. After that scrumptious breakfast, Yu, Toby, Zeo, Tsubasa, Benkei, Demure, and Ryo went down to the dock to see some of the best fish that had been caught. Gingka happily showed off the boot he caught as well. Yu laughed at it, but the others nodded in mock-seriousness. "Great catch," Zeo said with not a hint of the sarcasm he truly meant in his voice.
After this, the fish were released back into the lake. Ryo insisted that Gingka not let his boot go as Kyoya, Nile, and Masamune's fish swam away. "It would be pollution," he said seriously.
"But dad, the boot belongs in its natural habitat, the way I found it."
Ryo shook his head. "Why don't you keep your prize, son."
Gingka happily obliged. Kyoya and Nile and the others shook their heads. At first Gingka had been ashamed of the boot, but now he was practically inseparable from it.
The rest of the morning, the group hung around camp, chatting and playing some games like beach volleyball. After lunch (which was burgers as Ryo had promised), the group decided to go try out water skiing. Yu wanted to go first, so the group let him. He was light enough that he easily got up and skied around the lake for a bit before being dropped off. Tsubasa, who had been the spotter in case Yu fell, was appointed 'official spotter' of the group, and designated to ski last. Toby and Zeo both skied well, as this was not their first time. Kyoya and Nile picked it up easily, both getting up out of the water on their first try. Gingka also succeeded, as Ryo had taken him out once or twice before. Masamune, however, had a little bit of trouble, but once he was up on the skis in the water, he shouted "THIS IS AWESOME!" Not surprisingly, Demure had a little bit of trouble, falling about four times before staying up. Then again, he had lived in a desert his whole life. Benkei was a surprisingly good skier, probably trying to show off in front of Kyoya as he slalomed back and forth behind the boat that Ryo drove. When it was finally Tsubasa's turn, he too got up on his first try and went around the lake a couple of times.
Everyone had to shower after skiing, and then they all went out for dinner (though Gingka and Masamune had voted for burgers on the beach a second time that day). Yu happily ate a large quantity of ice cream for desert, making everyone a little bit nervous about how that sugar would wear off during the evening.
Another bonfire was built back in the clearing by the lake, and more marshmallows were burned. Benkei studied the technique used by Kyoya and Nile and was able to replicate their perfectly golden roasted marshmallows. Gingka and Masamune took turns trying to scare everyone with ghost stories, though usually they ended with people rolling their eyes at bad puns rather than screaming in fright. Yu wore off his sugar-high by leading the way in a game of capture the flag in the dark. By the time it was midnight, everyone was exhausted, even Kyoya and Nile.
So off everyone headed to the cabin (and Ryo to 'the most epic tent seen by all mankind'), and Kyoya and Nile realized that this trip hadn't been as terrible as they had thought it would be.
Me: Hope you all liked it! I just went fishing today, so figured that would be a good thing to write about. Even if I didn't catch any northern pike (and certainly not muskie!).
Ryuga: WHY AM I STILL NOT IN THIS? YOU SAID I WOULD BE!
Me: Uh... I'll put you in next chapter. Pinkie promise.
Ryuga: I'll hold you to that.
