Suffocating
The finale~
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Kyoya was now satisfied with how todays training routine went. Not only had he outrun Gingka, but he had finally defeated Tsubasa in a beyblade match. It's like everyone was quickly going back to normal~
"Here." A familiar smooth voice commented in a proud gesture. "I think you will enjoy the taste of what brought you back to health."
Lowering his un-emotional caramel eyes from the sunset in the distance, the Leone wielder lowered his pupils to the item that his companion was holding out towards him. Coca-Cola? I don't think so – He huffed impatiently and stuck his hands firmly into his loose trouser pockets stubbornly.
Tsubasa then chuckled and shrugged, "You certainly are back to your old self I see." He commented and opened a can for himself. Nothing is more satisfying than the sensation of a cold caffine drink travelling it's way down your figure. That was his rare reward for working so hard today~
"It's discipline Tsubasa." The green haired beyblader turned his attention back to the sunset. It was so unique and beautiful...
"Very true Kyoya." He agreed and swirled the red can in a circular motion. "But if I was to point out the most rebellious person in the Beyblade Industry at this very moment in time. I would aim my finger at you..."
Before the loyal Eagle wielder could finish his sentence, that fizzy soda caught up with him. The bubbles vibrated back up his stomach and made their way to his moist mouth. Tsubasa burped, rather loudly than usual and it made Kyoya squint with disgust.
"And now I know who the animal is in the Gan-Gan Galaxy team. It's you." He fired back at the rival before waving his hand in front of his face – he was desperate to shift away that foul smell that Tsubasa had infested his air with. "Fuck sake Tsubasa. Sort your shit out."
"Calm down." Tsubasa couldn't help but laugh. A sweat drop then appeared at the corner of his tanned forehead, "You need to learn and relax. Besides, that was pretty amateur compared to what Gingka can produce."
Kyoya shut his eyes and nodded, he had to agree with that quote. "Where has Gingka disappeared to now? He didn't finish his training." He snarled, disappointed yet irritated.
"He went to answer a phone call, it was the team manager. Apparently the man is not pleased about the idea of us three dropping out the tournament..."
"He can get stuffed." Kyoya muttered under his breath, not really interested in making someone else some money right now.
"That's what I thought too." Tsubasa picked out his beyblade from his pocket and gazed his warm eyes upon the damaged item. Leone was definitely on form today – He concluded and began to analyse the damage properly. "But he will be returning shortly with an update."
"GUYS!" A figure ran towards the pair located in the centre of the training field.
"Speak of the devil." Tsubasa wriggled his eyebrows and Kyoya rolled his eyes. "What's the damage then Gingka?"
"Our manager has told us to take the rest of the month off. The grouche even brought the entire team tickets to Barbados so we can really let our hair down before coming back home to train for the up-coming tag-team tournament!" The champion announced. His voice was intoxicated with enthusiasm and excitement, Gingka couldn't believe his luck. "So lets go and pack our bags already!"
"Let our hair down?" Tsubasa blinked and reached his right hand over his should to gently latch onto his long strands. "I see. Well, I am glad the man has realised that we are human and not machines. I'm excited too about this opportunity."
"I'm not going." The lone-wolf burst the positivity in the atmosphere. "I have already had a month off from being sick..."
"Oh so what?" Gingka waved his hand and winked. "You can still see the world with your best friends Kyoya!"
"I am staying here to train Gingka." Kyoya refused to back down without a fight. "I have a lot of catching up to do and it won't happen on that vacation."
By now the strawberry blond male went into overdrive with determination, he placed his mobile phone back into his pocket and he pointed his finger into his rival's scarred face. "I saved your life over a month ago because you over worked yourself." Gingka was not taking NO for an answer.
"Uh..." Grunted the Leone wielder with his heart rising into his throat.
"And I am not leaving you until you prove you can look after yourself. I have done what you wanted, now its time you did something I wanted. Pack your bags and get your backside on that plane with your friends."
Not knowing where to put his face, Tsubasa stepped back with his jaw wide open. He instantly knew that this scenario was going to go in either direction – Gingka was going to get a smack or he was going to be ignored. Deep down though, the wise male was proud to see that his teammate had took his advice from the hospital: 'You saved his life, so don't you dare let him forget that Gingka.'~
"You really know how to piss me off Hagane."
"I'll take that as a yes to coming to Barbados." Gingka cheered and clenched his fists. He closed his eyes and jumped up and down on the spot. "I cannot wait to go tomorrow morning!"
"Tomorrow morning?" Tsubasa repeated with his body going unstable. "Are you being serious?"
"I know right!"
"Urghhhh." Kyoya scowled and lowered his head back into the palms of his hands to hide his humiliating defeat against his biggest rival. "I hate you so much Gingka..."
Noticing that the lone-wolf had called him by his first name sent the world champion weak. "Lets face it Kyoya, you would be lost without us. But we would be lost without you." He calmed down and reached out his hand to pat the African/Japanese male on the back.
"Lets just enjoy this vacation and then get back to some serious training when we return. How does that sound?" Gingka encouraged with his eyes glowing with happiness.
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