❏ chapter, ten.

↳ HEAVY DOSE OF DÉJÀ VU, IN A PETTY WAY !

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okay so let's set the scene. i was sleeping, something every human being does. it's something we do, something we NEED.

so if all that's true, tell me why mio decided to come barging into my room and violently shaking me awake.

"Y/N WAKE THE HELL UP!!"

"..."

"y/n if you don't get up right now i'm never letting you see that old ass principle you have such a big fat crush on ever again."

i arose from the dead- i mean bed.

"NO YOU CAN'T- i mean...mio please. i'm sorry. please don't make me live without him. he's my one true love. we're soulmates. you can't do this."

she just stared at me blankly. "you're going to be late for your tournament. get up." she deadpanned.

"what tournament??"

"..."

"OH SHIT THAT TOURNAMENT!! I FORGOT ABOUT THAT."

mio just walked out of the room calmly, done with my shit. LIKE EXCUSE YOU I'M LITERALLY ON THE VERGE OF HYPER VENTILATING OVER HERE??

so i rushed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, didn't even bother fixing my crooked pigtail, got the fuck dressed in black shorts and a red sweater, ran downstairs, grabbed my shoes, then bolted out the door.

"...well that went well."

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"I MADE IT!!"

"BY GODS GRACE!" honcho yelled at my dying, and out of breath self.

"YOU'RE JUST IN TIME TO WATCH SHU'S SECOND ROUND!!" valt said happily like the saint he is.

"by the way, i'm not sure if you've realized but your pony tail on this side is all crooked." kens orange dog puppet pointed out while he tugged- or more like BIT on my hair.

"well thanks so much for that sherlock, really appreciated."

currently ahu was facing that really annoying guy i cursed out and prayed downfall on yesterday. shu was in the lead by one point.

the dirty blond guy grumbled like he was about to throw a whole tantrum. "enjoy it while it lasts buddy, 'cause your luck just ran out!"

"what's his deal!" toko said.

"pay him no mind toko. he's probably just mad because his pet goldfish who was his only friend died today." i nodded, knowingly.

"his- wait what??"

"YOU CAN DO IT SHU!" nika cheered, interrupting toko. but that only further more added to mr. 'my goldfish died today's anger.

"would you also mind telling that girl who cursed at me to mind her own business!"

"BRUH DON'T EXPOSE ME??"

the whore decided to bring up the past in where i was a COMPLETELY different person. which was yesterday, but still.

after he screamed that i felt everyone's stares land on me as if they already knew he was talking bout me.

"y/n..." honcho mumbled.

"..."

"AND I'D DO IT AGAIN!!"

"Y/N!"

"WHAT? HE DESERVED IT!"

and by the time me and honcho were done screaming at each other the match had already resumed.

"second battle!" the ref announced.

look, i don't know what you people expected of me, but how long did you think i was actually going to be paying attention??

so like one does i zoned out, completely forgetting about everything. and like we all expected, shu won.

shocker, i know.

so like the dramatic hoe that dirty ass blonde kid was, he fell to his knees like it was the end of the world.

but to put it all shortly, shu would be representing 'd' block.

do i understand what that means? not at all, but that's what hanami said, so...

"welp, as fun as that was, i gotta get back stage. my battles gonna start soon." i yawned, fixing my pigtail.

is it wrong that my lazy ass don't wanna do this?

"good luck y/n! make sure to win, and get to the finals!" valr smiled, pure heartedly.

"aww... no promises."

"what-"

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so i walked my ass all the way to back stage.

i REALLY don't want to do this.

not only do i have a raging headache, but guess what my dumbass did? nothing.

that's the problem. i didn't sleep for shit last night which explains my heavy eye bags and the sole reason i failed to wake up this morning.

while i was getting ready in the waiting room, shu walked out of one of the stage doors.

"you don't look to happy." he says jokingly.

SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU ALIBO LOOKING ABOR-

"well then you'd be right. i'm literally fighting the urge to not off myself right now."

"...what..."

"NOTHING." then i pretended to not say anything. "but anywho, i gotta go." i sat up from the waiting areas couches and headed to the stage door.

"good luck." he smiled.

"don't need it🥰"

lmao, i'm getting hit with a strong dose of
déjà vu right now. i wonder why.

so i waltzed down the hall right in front of the stage door, waiting for my dramatic entrance.

"AS FOR OUR NEXT OPPONENT, SOMEONE WHO HAS YET TO GIVE EVEN A SINGLE POINT TO HER ENEMIES, AND FAVOURITE TO WIN THE ENTIRE TOURNAMENT, LETS GIVE A WARM ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO MISS Y/N L/N!"

that's right y'all, bow down 🥰

then when i walked out the door, i was hit with the air coming out of the smoke machine.

i swear to God they need to get rid of that ugly ass lung cancer air contraption. i've nearly died every time i walk out of that ball of smoke.

but to get back to the point and to speed this whole thing up, we both headed to the stadium, got into position, blah, blah, blah, ect, ect.

the countdown eventually began with everyone saying the same words simultaneously, except or me 'cause nah, i won't be caught dead saying that cringy anime line.

"three.. two... one... LET IT RIP!"

*GAGS INTERNALLY 'CAUSE I AINT ABOUT TO LOOK BAD ON CAMERA, THE FUCK??*

both beys entered the stadium, with my opponents bey headed for the centre.

UH I THINK THE FUCK NOT YOU TRICK ASS BITCH.

and before his pathetic soul could even make it to the centre...

CLASH

his bey was slapped hard by the cruel truth of reality. that's right guys i win with only one hit cause plot armour is greatest when on your side.

the ref was then quick to make the cut. "burst finish! y/n l/n and maration win with two points!" the crowd went WILD.

"I DON'T BELIEVE MY EYES!" hanami exclaimed.

we know mr. microphone guy 'cause if them eye balls of yours did actually work you wouldn't be wearing that atrocious LIME GREEN suit.

"AND IT HASN'T EVEN BEEN FIVE SECONDS!"

really? it felt a lot shorter then that🥰

"WOW, winning is underrated that felt awesome🧍‍♀️"

"LADIES AND GENTS YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS! Y/N L/N WILL BE MOVING ON TO THE SEMI-FINALS!"

wait...

"THERES MORE??"

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"AND NOW ITS TIME TO REVEAL OUR TOP BLADERS FOR THE SEMI-FINALS!" i was too drained to even listen. valt and honcho were over here still hyping me up over my last battle.

"REPRESENTING 'A' BLOCK WE HAVE VALT AOI! 'B' BLOCK, WAKIYA MURASAKI! 'C' BLOCK OROCHI GINBA! 'D' BLOCK, SHU KURANAI! 'E' BLOCK, Y/N L/N! 'F' BLOCK, YURI SATO! 'G' BLOCK, AKIO YAMADA! AND H BLOCK REN YOSHIDA!" all the names for semi-finals contestants were announced, not that i actually processed any of the information though.

"nice going you two!" no one. just honcho praising me and valt.

"meh, it wasn't that hard😙"

"hehe, well i kinda made a promise to shu that we'd meet each other in the finals!" he cheered.

honcho hummed in response. "i see, i see, YOU SEE THIS Y/N?? YOU SHOULD TRY BEING MORE HUMBLE LIKE VALT!"

"BOY DON'T TRY ME I'LL ROUND HOUSE YOUR ASS!!"

"NOT WITH THAT HEIGHT!"

...oh, i know this bitch did not just-

"HEIGHT? OH I'LL SHOW YOU HIGHT WHEN I SEND YOUR SORRY ASS SIX FEET UNDER BITCH PREPARE YOURSELF-"

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so long story short shu had to hold my rabid ass back before i took an honcho's life.

due to this i was told to go take a walk around the beymall and 'think about what i did'.

which i gladly did as long as it meant i didn't have to see mr. i stick manga up my ass for a living.

while i was minding my own damn business, the loud sounds of a child banging on a door, and the sound of someone trying to open a door, filled my ears.

i turned towards the sound and saw none other then a dude named 'orochi ginba' from the tv screen back at the tournament.

he was one of the competitors for the semi-finals, and looked oddly cool yet would totally piss me off.

once i snuck in a little closer, i saw him struggling to open the malls janitor closet, to where a kid probably got there dumbass stuck in.

and not just any child...

"NIKA??"

i would know that high pitched squeaky voice anywhere. even behind the locked doors of the janitors closet.

so i scurried my ass over there to be a hero. "yo ginba, move over for a sec." i said, stepping on front of himc ignoring the way he was startled and confused at where i even came from.

i dug into one of my still crooked pigtails and took out a hair pin, jamming it into the key hole of the door then began wiggling it around.

mr. 'i can't ipen a door' over here, looked very confused and eventually spoke up.

"you do realize that kinda stuff only works in movies, right? there's no way thats actually gonna wor-"

CLICK

"...never mind..."

i opened the door only to reveal the puffy eyed nika.

"GIRL WHY WERE YOU IN THERE??"

"I GOT LOST!"

"IN THE JANITORS CLOSET💀??"

she was quick to get outa there, running away (again) into the arms of valt who supposedly just got here.

seriously, why do these npc ass friends of mine always be coming outa no where??

"NIKA! WHERE WERE YOU?!" valt questioned, worry all i've whispered features for his younger sister.

while they were having there little reunion, i felt really damn awkward. why? 'cause the guy with the damn piano coat over here has just been staring at me for God knows how long.

finally, i turned around to face him. "wassup shawty." i asked low key hoping i would win the staring contest.

he didn't answer, and instead just smirked.

like boy tf you on-

"how interesting." he muttered, turning around as he pulled his headphones up to his head walking away.

"..."

"...girl what the fu-"

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orochi ginba's pov:

"y/n l/n, huh..." i muttered to myself, going deep into thought.

a contestant for the semi-finals. so far, i've found nothing concerning her history. where she came from and why she's here.

especially considering she's managed to excel in the competition at alarming rates. if she's this skilled, it's odd no one has heard of her till now.

it's almost as if she just came out of no where. something like a ghost. you know it's there, but you can't understand why it's here. someone you can't understand. someone you can't quite catch.

i've seen her every now and then, and at first glance she's just like any average girl. she reminds me of that shu kurenai, she's surrounded by many people, but never sticks around for too long.

and even though she seems so average, my interest peaked the minute i saw her first battle in the tournament.

and the reason for that is, i can't hear her.

i can't hear her bey.

i've always been able to hear people's beys. who's will burst first, who's will stop first— but unfortunately that wasn't the case for this chick.

this is the first time i've ever encountered someone like her. i can never predict what's to happen when she's on stage.

the first time i figured this out, i was shocked to say the least. i almost thought it was me who was tweaking out.

but no, it's that bey of hers. its as silent as a mouse.

and i intend to find out how.

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y/n l/n pov:

"ACHOO!" i sneezed ever so violently.

"i swear— you better not be catching a cold right before the semi-finals or you'll never here the end of it!" honcho, being as pissed off as ever after i tried to literally claw his eyes out not too long ago.

"SOME SYMPATHY WOULD BE NICE YOU KNOW!!"

"NOT AFTER YOU TRIED TO LITERALLY KILL ME!!"

we just went back and fourth until valt finally interrupted. "but seriously y/n! you're not sick, are you?"

VALT YOU ANGEL 😭

"nah, it's not that. but i have a feeling, someone's talking about me..." then i looked back to where that music guy walked off to.

i feel like it was that guy. i don't know why, i just do...

"oh please don't tell me you actually believe in stuff like that!" not keru being a judgemental little shit.

i ignored him.

"so who was that guy you were with? the one with the headphones!" valt asked.

"oh you mean him? yeah, i don't really know." i shrugged then turned over to daigo for knowledge.

he looked annoyed, but did so anyway. "that's orochi ginba. the son of a world famous conductor. but people call him 'the boy with the perfect ears'."

it was silent for a good moment. "okay, you're gonna have to explain what 'perfect ears' mean, 'cause as far as i'm concerned, we're all clueless over here." i deadpanned.

daigo shot me a 'can you mind your own damn business i'm getting to that😐' kinda look.

"he's got perfect pitch. he can sense a burst finish before it even happens." after those words everyone looked SHOOK.

i mean it's honestly not that surprising though, i've seen people with white hair at only eleven.

*COUGH* *COUGH* SHU. *COUGH* *COUGH*

"damn..." i muttered, "that's crazy dawg."

"i feel like your being sarcastic right now."

"me?? nahh."

"..."