Suffocating
Chapter 4 – Recovery.
A few days later, Gingka had finally agreed to take Kyoya out for an intense training session. The Leone wielder had just finished the last of his oral steroids and he was running out of antibiotics – he was on the road to recovery a lot quicker than anyone had expected.
It had only been 3 long weeks!
Puffing the last of the inhaylor into his healing lungs, the African/Japanese beyblader tossed the object onto his bag pack that was sitting in the overgrown grass. "Lets get this over with." Kyoya mumbled to himself and started to stretch his weak legs.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Gingka asked in a concerned tone. "You have only just come off your steroids Kyoya..."
"Lets find out." The rival smirked whilst stretching his toned arms up towards the sky to loosen the inner muscle.
Buying those confident words, the strawberry blond nodded and pulled out his mobile phone. "If you say so." He reassured and turned on some motivational music for the pair to exercise too.
Is that Rocky he's playing? - Kyoya rolled his eyes and he twitched with annoyance. "Are you being serious Hagane?" He snarled and covered his face with his palms. He was embarrassed and there was no way of hiding this powerful emotion.
"Why the heck not Kyoya?!" Gingka laughed and jogged on the spot to loosen up his tense figure. "I want to feel as powerful as Rocky whilst we do our laps around the field."
"Turn it off..."
"Make me Tategami!" The champion stuck out his tongue and rammed his mobile phone back into his short pockets. "You can turn it off if you can grab my mobile from me."
Despite that this game seemed a little cruel as the rival was still out of shape, Gingka didn't see it that way. He knew that if Kyoya wanted something, he would run across the other-side of the Earth to get it.
Anxiety echoed inside Kyoya's chest as he watched his rival take the first few footsteps into the chase. Suddenly that unconfident demon in his mind began to torture his mentality by pulling all the right nerves to hold him back.
I'm never going to keep up with him – He concluded and swallowed the last of the saliva in his mouth forcefully. Kyoya's figure suddenly went heavy and his feet were struggling to balance himself up right stably.
Every footstep he took into the jog felt like he was dragging a ball and chain that was attached onto his ankle. It was so much hard work as he was burning energy that just wasn't there. Sweat quickly formed on his forehead and his breathing pace quickened as his heart began to pump faster.
"Come on Kyoya! Don't make me go easy on you!" Gingka chuckled and glanced at his phone briefly to see what the next song on his playlist was, "Oh! Katy Perry – Firework. Now we both know you have it bad for her."
Who doesn't have it bad for Katy Perry? - Gingka wriggled his eyebrows and blushed lightly.
"Shut your face Hagane!" He snapped and ran after the Pegasus wielder. Kyoya's speed jumped from 1st gear and he went straight into 5th. Then before he knew it, he had overtook the champion and snatched the phone out of his hands dominantly. "You really know how to get on my nerves..."
"Kyoya! Look how well you're doing!" Gingka changed the topic and praised him with joy. "Keep going to the end of the field and back!"
What? - The green beyblader glanced over his shoulder to his teammate to see that he was fading into the distance. Where did all this energy come from!?
Not taking a moment to think twice about those questions, Kyoya took the opportunity to suppress that negative demon in his mind. He motioned his pumped arms in sync with his running and he fixed his eyes towards the gate at the end of the never ending patch of grass.
Nothing seemed impossible anymore. Even this adrenaline rush inside his veins reminded Kyoya what it was like to succeed. That rare smile crept into the corners of his dry lips and his caramel eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.
Despite that he felt on top of the world right now, Gingka couldn't stop laughing at the fact that Kyoya had forgot to turn off the music. It was like the tunes were secretly impulsing him to push himself on the running side of the training.
A few minutes passed before the rival arrived back at the finish line to meet Gingka. Sweat was pouring from every pore open in his figure and his breathing was heavy. Yet the highlight of it all was Kyoya's glowing red face – he looked so happy!
"Would you like some of my water?" The strawberry blond asked and picked up his bag pack from the floor to grab the bottle of water. Gingka then offered it to him without thinking twice, "Here, it's freezing cold. You better drink it before you overheat."
Forgetting that his rare smile was still glued to his lips, Kyoya gratefully accepted the water bottle and he sipped it slowly. "I am going to do another lap." He stated and then tightened his grip onto the bottle to squirt some of the fresh water onto his overheating face.
Pleased with his rival, Gingka pulled out a spare bottle of water from his bag and he attached it to his belt. "Okay, I will be right beside you buddy." He winked and walked with Kyoya back to the start of the field.
They were ready to run to the end of the world and back together~
A/N: The next chapter will be the last one guys :). It brings closure to the whole scenario. So thank you so much to everyone for the encouraging support – Granger Rebellion.
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