AS SHU~~

     I heard a faint sound of footsteps behind me as I practiced alone. As the footsteps came to a halt near me I looked over at who had approached me. Before me stood Ukyo Ibuki, the owner of the bey Uber Unicrest.
     "You're Ukyo Ibuki, if I'm not wrong?" I ask. Ukyo simply nods. Yet, soon enough he decides to speak, "Are you lonely?" I didn't realize it at first, but he was taunting me.
     "What about we make a small bet?" He asks me, "Whoever loses is the winners' slave for 3 days." As he challenges me, he flashes a smile. Not a friendly one, an evil one.
     Being intimidated, I accepted, also out of the anger of being rudely interrupted.
     The match had officially started, so we both lowered ourselves into position and set up our stances. I confidently prepared to win, completely forgetting about the chance of losing, and what it would mean.
     "3! 2! 1! GO, SHOOT!!" We both yell at the same time as we launched our beys. It was Storm Spriggan vs Uber Unicrest, a history book worthy match-up.
     I suddenly came to the realization that I had launched my bey wrong, as it was already wavering. "Are you that weak?" Taunts Ukyo, "I thought you might actually be someone worth dueling. Guess I was wrong, huh?"
     Unicrest comes flying towards Spriggan, across the entire stadium, and hits it directly, shooting it out for a ring-out finish, worth one point. One more point, and Ukyo would win.
    I must focus! I must beat him! I scream to myself, I will not be his slave!!
     I clench my fists and reach down to snatch my bey from the ground, bursting it in my hand. We both go back to our stances and prepare for round 2. I couldn't focus the least bit.
     "Second round." I mutter quietly. "My life is depending all on this launch...." I try to calm my breath before the launch, as they say, the calm before the storm. "3! 2! 1! GO, SHOOT!!" We both shout out, launching our beys.
     My unfocused mind failed me again as Spriggan wavered on its point. Shit! Unicrest hit Spriggan directly, making it waver more, and eventually Spriggan just stopped, declaring the match over.
     "Shu, I thought you were stronger than that. Or are you just the piece of shit that some say you are?" He announced, almost annoyed. Ukyo walked up to me, grabbing the collar of my shirt forcefully, clenching the fabric tightly within his fist, progressively choking me.
     "If you are actually strong, push me away, or are you just a fucked up little boy?" He sneers as I grab his hand, and squeeze down on it with my own, inflicting pain to the wrist. Ukyo swiftly lets go, and holds his wrist in pain, a red ring around it.
     "We're going to my house, you white-haired bastard." He orders, taking hold of my sleeve, basically dragging me to his house. "And you're not leaving until your serving time is over, understood?" I nodded obediently, scared he would injure me more.