The Ice Bucket
Nile~

"Someone is feeling brave." The Leone wielder leaned against the wall with his broad arms folded.

"Shut up Kyoya." Masamune snapped and picked up the ice bucket. He had determination gleaming in his child like eyes. "I'm going to teach Nile a lesson for humiliating me in the championships."

"Hn." The green haired African-Japanese smirked and shrugged carelessly.

Heading out the kitchen, Masamune headed into the main party room and nudged Gingka sharply to get his full attention.

"Urgh Masamune." The champion grunted as his sofa splashed onto his t-shirt. "What is it now?"

"I need you to record something for me." Masamune stood behind Gingka to hide from Nile's view. "I'm going to ice bucket him until he admits that I am the best beyblade ever."

Madoka tilted her head aside and her mouth parted slightly. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Secretly, she was annoyed that the young male had interrupted hers and Gingka's in depth conversation.

"You're really not going to get involved are you?" She questioned and looked into the Pegasus' wielder's eyes.

"I don't really have a choice do I?" Gingka gasped as Masamune shoved him again playfully. "Get a first aid kit ready won't you?" He playfully teased and pulled his mobile phone out of his blue jean pockets.

This end-of-the-tournament party just got interesting – Tsubasa thought to himself, analysing the group from the otherside of the room. He was speaking to Dynamis and Ryuga with a glass of lemonade in his grasp.

"Hurry up Gingka. If Nile clicks on we are busted." The Striker beyblader scurried across the party room.

Nile was having a brief chat with Chris about his plans to travel around the world. Meanwhile Masamune stood up onto the sofa and aimed the bucket over the African males Wild Fang team members head.

Chris raised an eyebrow at Masamune's idea, but said nothing. He just kept his cool and nodded at Nile's voice to make it sound like he was listening. But the lively party atmosphere soon stood still as everyone eagerly watched Masamune pour the bucket over Nile's head.

"Uh…." The tanned male gasped loudly and dropped his fruit juice drink onto the ground.

The ice trickled down his flesh and the coldness stained his cotton clothes. Meanwhile his brain stopped functioning for a whole minute and his heart skipped a vicious beat.

"Nominate three people. Masamune is out!" The ambitious beyblader then dropped the ice bucket and onto the ground (similar to a mic drop). "I am so number 1 beyblader!"

The climax in the room soon collapsed as Gingka started to chuckle at the cocky youngster. "He's going to kill you Masamune. Run!" He encouraged and stopped the recording on his mobile phone.

"What a…"

"Don't lose your cool over him Nile." Chris smirked and picked up Nile's glass cup. "Everyone knows that Masamune is just not worth it."

Nile then raised an eyebrow and growled impatiently. He shook his wet figure and stretched his numbing finger tips. "Fine, I nominate you next Chris." The African male snarled and disappeared to the bedroom to find a spare change of Gingka's clothing.

A/N: Ah! It's been so long since I have updated, haha. Don't worry guys, I am still here! Also I am still accepting OC's for my other story 'I'll follow you until you love me.' I have so many projects going and I am a little rusty because I haven't wrote for two weeks straight, so pardon my shit writing. Fingers crossed I have done well. Lots of love Little A Granger~