Part 2..I don't own Metal Fight Beyblade(although I wish I did *cries*)
It was a beautiful morning on the Truth or Dare show..Everybody was sleeping like there wasn't tomorrow. Me:*on the speaker*GET YOUR ASSES MOVING SLEEPING HEADS!! IF ANY OF U WON'T SHOW UP..U KNOW THE PRIZE FOR YOUR BEAUTIFUL BEYS!MUAHAH! Gingka:My ears.. The gang was cursing on their way(exept Yu and Kenta) Hikaru:We're here now what do we do? Me:Good pergunta Hikaru..sit over there*points to some chairs* Me:Alright then shall we- Yu:Tsubasa look! Cameras everywhere! Tsubasa:Whatever..wait a sec..WHAT? mE:oh yeah silly meh..heh...
I DO NOT OWN METAL FIGHT beyblade OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS.
"I thought you are a Legend Blader."
Ryuga's eyes darted up, a glimmer of fury in the dark amber depths as he stared at the man in front of him with a mixture of pain and annoyance. "And to qualify as a Legend Blader, I would have to actually be a blader." The sarcasm in his quiet, husky voice was hardly noticeable. The sharp features drew together a bit to form a faint scowl.
Phoenix's owner frowned, disappointed that the teen in front of him was denying his ability to wield a Beyblade. Ryuga was a powerful blader, no doubt...