FREEEEEEEEEEE—

Requested by MarshmallowSuoh

UwU such beauty and perfection, I hope he gets a new beyblade or at least is able to live over the fact Fafnir was destroyed.

T^T poor marshmallow deer.

We need to mend his broken heart with some love.

Warning: F-Bomb warning and flashbacks...YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!
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Y/N= your name
B/N= beyblade name
B/T= beyblade type
B/M= beyblade move
Free had never been the same...

Since he was abused and abandoned at a very young age.

He had been found in the forest, vulnerable and defenseless by Jenbei Kuroda, the owner of BC Sol.

He was taking a break in the woods with her little granddaughter, Kristina Kuroda.

He heard noises a couple of hours later, while cleaning his old, ancient stadium, but decided to ignore them, thinking it was just the deer giving birth since it was pregnant already.

But...he heard noises...like...a crying toddler...

Little Krissy ran into her favorite place, the arena, she loved admiring it after all.

Then...there was a tiny scream...

"grandpapa, ahh what's that!!!", she yelled, scared of the moving being...let's say she's never been near a baby or anyone else...her parents didn't like her interacting with other people, besides them being absent most of her life.

Jinbei ran to the spot her granddaughter was in, as his eyes widened.

A crying toddler.

It was horribly bruised, marks and scratches marked on his delicate, fair skin.

He looked like a defenseless angel.

Jinbei picked him up, tears filled his eyes, as he hadn't felt more happier in his life.

For finding the child he always wanted to have.

His wife died before giving birth, he was originally going to give the team away to the child...but he then made up his mind on giving it next to little krissy...she was still too little and he knew she would still need the support of a friend...

Of someone close to her, to help her raise the team.

4 years later:
"I'll beat you this time!", Chris called out, ready for her upcoming battle with her almost brother, Free De La Hoya.

If you wonder where he got his last name from...LONG STORY.

"Hehe!", Free said, then bursting Kerbeus,

"Huh!", Chris said in defeat.

But they were still pretty happy and excited.

3 years later;

Y/N, a new blader came.

"Free...I have an idea to make you number one blader!"

"Is this a joke?"

"No, I have a book filled with strategies you can use, and I thought since every blader is different...you can create your own!"

"How?"

"Easy, is there such thing as hand-spinning? Fafnir is a Stamina type, it makes a good match actually for a hand-spinner!"

"Huh...hey that sounds cool..."

"I know right! I want to be there one day to see you be number one!", the young boy said, giving a smile that warmed Free's heart up.

Ever since then, Free got into the big leagues...eventually becoming champion.

But...he forgot and left Y/N behind.

"Hey Free, wanna train?"

"Nah, leave me alone, the door is right there.", he said.

And...it went on for a while...until they eventually lost contact.

Y/N always did his best...even when Free struggled, he helped him...what did he get in return?

Yelled at.

Rejection.

Ignorance.

"F-Free...", Y/N thought in agony, believing and having faith he'd come back.

8 years later;

"Free, there's a new blader I'd like to present to you...he appears a bit down today...can you go cheer him up?", Chris kindly asked.

"I pass.", Free said firmly.

"Come on..."

"No."

"Please?"

"No"

"Why not"

"I don't feel like it"

"That's a horrible reason"

"So? I'm tired...and i got...training to do!"

"Ha...since when are you present to training?"

"Since I want to..."

"Ha, Free you are not easy to convince I see...hey why are you down a little today?"

"Ughh...nothing important!", Free rudely snapped, running outside to the woods.

He ran and climbed up a tree, avoiding contact with anyone.

"I hate this life!", he whimpered, his veins popping out, as he punched the tree trunk.

He kept thinking...would his life be any better if he met his parents?

He wanted to at least remember them...but he couldn't.

"Everything ok?", a mysterious, blader in a dark hoodie asked.

"Go away!", he yelled.

"I just want to know..."

"I said go!!"

"Found you when your heart was broke...I filled your cup until it overflowed!", the masked blader muttered, dropping his beyblade on the ground.

Free just watched stubbornly.

"Took it so far to keep you close, I was afraid to leave you on your own!", the masked blader chanted, crushing the small, plastic top, crushing the glass and plastic onto the ground, shattering darkly.

"I said I'd catch you if you fall...", he said, grabbing the sharp, metal frame.

"And if they laugh, THEN FUCK THEM ALL!!!", the figure screamed in agony once again, throwing the sharp edge at the tree trunk, stabbing it perfectly.

"Then I catch you on your knees, put you right back on your feet...Just so you can take advantage of me!!!", he yelled, throwing his priceless launcher at the tree trunk, smashing into individual fragments, just like his heart right now.

"Tell me how's it feel sittin up there...feeling so high but too far away to hold me, you know I'm the one who put you up there...", the figure said once again, while taking of his cape.

*drops on ground *

"Y/N!?", Free yelled in confusion.

"That's right Free...I came back...thinking you changed...oh how wrong I was!", he yelled, running away, faster than lightning.

Free jumped 10 feet from above the tree, as he tried his best, running as fast as his legs could carry him...

But it was no use.

Y/N was gone.

10 years later;

Y/N, a now Beyblade Trainer of high level and one of the best bladers ever known had to face the worst decision of his life.

He had to battle Free De La Hoya, in order to improve his rank.

He knew the day would come, and he wasn't going to hold anything back.

"You don't know what's coming at you Free!"

The two bladers neared at either end of the stadium.

Free though...

He was super tall, his face had matured A LOT, and his neat hoodie and jogging pants...

Looked pretty good on him.

"Bladers, get ready for the battle!", the referee announced.

Free took of his hoodie, revealing his signature tank top.

But oh damn...his chest...

(0///.///0)

His muscles were so toned and veiny, it appeared as if Free over worked too much...either way...

His tank-top was kinda see through...and...you could see plenty of abs...

(F*ck...0///.///0)

Y/N couldn't help it...but stare...

But he had nothing to hide either, so he took of his jacket as well...let's just say the temperature had gotten to a whole new level.

(Am I right..?)

Y/N revealed his toned neck as well, and a tiny tattoo~

Y/N pulled out his launcher, revealing B/N, a godlike B/T.

Free blushed lightly, ready for the unexpected battle.

"Three

Two

One

Let it Rip!!!"

Fafnir took the center first, of course, strategic planning and thinking can take you way farther than that.

"B/N, B/MMMM!!!", with no fear, Y/N yelled out, as the beyblade suddenly shifted to one side, attacking it at an incredibly rapid speed.

Free used many moves, but everything was useless...good moves can't beat a genius.

>~B U R S T~<

Fafnir officially bursted, losing against B/N.

Not that he was sad he had lost now...he was disappointed for leaving the only person he loved behind.

Y/N picked up B/N, takin his stuff along with his prize, and left.

.

.

.

He then walked inside the house, and nearly slammed the door, until Free places his arm in on the door, preventing it from closing, as he quickly ran inside and slammed it shut.

Y/N turned around confused, as he tumbled on the ground with Free, as their lips were just apart from each other.

He could feel Free breathing on him...

"F-Free?! W-Wha—

Free grabbed Y/N forcefully from the face, kissing him, as their lips moved in synchrony.

Free gently pulled away, but not giving Y/N enough time to speak.

"I-im sorry...Y/N...I abandoned you...j-just like my parents did...I'd be a mess without you...", Free said, tears prickling his eyes, not willing to let them go away.

"F-Free...I love you either way...", Y/N admitted, not wanting to be apart from him.

Free laid a kiss on his forehead, trying to snuggle closer to him...but in a cold floor...it wasn't possible.

An idea then popped up Free's head...

He gently picked up Y/N bridestyle, a light blush forming on both of their faces.

He then carried him to the nearest bed, as he plopped himself with him.

"I wanna sleep now...", Free mumbled, lying on Y/N's toned neck.

"F-Fine...", Y/N mumbled, suddenly feeling sleepy from this cute boi's warmth.

"I love you~", Free said, snuggling closer to him...but...
Y/N had already fallen asleep.

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Me: WHAT A TRASHY STORY, did i really my time writing this?

T-T I'm truly disappointed, this story makes no sense...

My fingers are in pain...SAVAGE IS OUT THEN...