(I didn't know Bisuke's last name so I went to the wikia and seen "Kanji." This is his last name... For now~)

When he first joined, he was very closed off. It made it seem like he didn't even want to be there most of the time, the other members of this Underground Kingdom always talking about him behind his back.

Bisuke was used to it actually. He was always this secluded and quiet boy on the surface, and he was certainly used to all of the negative comments and gossiped rumors about him. The short male sat in the corner, in the darkness where nobody could really see him. His knees were pulled closely to his chest, his face partially buried into them as he stared at the caged arena in the center of the large room. Contained within it was a two-staged stadium where six bladers can face off at once.

The stadium was always in use, whether it's practice for the other court members or outside battles for other's beys. The Underground Arena had seriously high stakes.

You lose your battle, you lose your bey.

Staring off at the arena, Bisuke sighed. Why exactly had he joined the Kingdom again? A figure's legs blocked his view, two others beside them as the small male looked up slowly. Three larger males, certainly larger than little Bisuke, stood before him, a scary grin plastered on each of their features.
          "Well well, it's the quiet little runt fellas." One sneered, the other two laughing. The tiny orange and black-haired male looked down in silence, the one in the middle growling and snagging him up by his vest. "It's rude to look away when someone's talking to you runt."
          "Know your place little one." Another said, the third growling and nodding in agreement. Bisuke's dull grey eyes were filled with fear, a small squeak emitting from him when he was thrown to the hard floor. The poor boy barely had time to recover before he was kicked swiftly across the face, the three large males ganging up on him fast, beating and kicking him into the ground.

It felt like ages, the abuse nonstop as tears streaked his pale cheeks, until finally...
            "It's the Emperor!" A voice yelled, the punching and kicking stopping immediately. An incredibly tall male stood at an entrance, his red eyes stern as they met the three bullies.
            "You three, what are you doing?" His deep voice boomed, the three shaking as they ran off. Bisuke, his vision blurred by his tears, quivered at the deep voice, rubbing away the tears as well as smearing blood with it. The small boy looked down at the floor, his eyes widening when he seen green and purple shoes enter his field of vision, biting his lip as he looked at him slightly.

This man towered above him, his muscular arms crossed over his toned chest as he stared at him with unmoving and slightly glowing red eyes. His eyes narrowed slightly which made the shy boy's lip quiver, causing him to run from the arena suddenly. The man watched his running figure and sighed lowly, walking around his Kingdom as his loyal subjects bowed at his presence.
           "Find me the three that ran, I wish to speak with them." The man, The Emperor, spoke, a couple of the court members nodding.
           "Yes sire" One spoke, he and a couple others going to find the three abusers. The teal and yellow-haired male continued to walk, walking off in the direction where Bisuke ran and looking around as he did. He knew this whole place like Boom Khalzar, the bey that helped him get his title, both as The Emperor and as the number one blader in the world.

Bisuke sobbed into his knees  as he hid himself away in the corner of a different room, his small bruised body trembling from the sobs racking inside him. He never even heard the door open or feel the presence of a strong individual. All he was focused on was staying away from everyone in this bloody Kingdom. The individual walked forward and knelt down in front of him, setting a large hand on the small boy's shoulder. Bisuke gasped in realization of another body in this room, his head snapping up as puffy and dull grey eyes met the same red eyes of the man he heard others call 'The Emperor'. The orange and black-haired male sniffled and rubbed his tears away, looking away from those red eyes that pierced through his battered body.
          "Tell me, what are you doing in here alone?" The red-eyed male asked, still staring down at him even if he was kneeling. Bisuke didn't answer, noticeably flinching at his voice even if it was soothing. "Hm, what's your name small one?" He tried, his arms on his knee.

Once more, Bisuke didn't answer, flinching again as he remained still. The Emperor sighed lowly, hanging his head for a second before looking at him again.
           "If I tell you my name, will you tell me yours?" As a reaction, Bisuke turned and looked at him slightly. The smallest smile tugged on his lips, Bisuke's grey eyes brightening slightly.
            "B-Bisuke..." He spoke softly with a stutter, the Australian thick in his quiet voice.
            "Kurt. But around here, they call me The Emperor." Kurt said, holding his hand out for him. Bisuke stared at it for a second before he extended his own, his small hand grabbing Kurt's slightly. The tall male stood up slowly, helping the smaller up before taking his hand back. "So tell me Bisuke, why did you join my Kingdom if you were only going to seclude yourself?"
            "I-I wanted to fit in... I thought I could, but I didn't really feel welcomed..."

Kurt hummed in thought, staring down at him with gentle eyes.
            "The only way you'll fit in is if you take it upon yourself to open up and express yourself. Staying closed off and quiet sends a bad message around here." The larger blader explained, Bisuke staring up at him in wonder. Kurt ruffled his hair slightly, a small smile on his face. "Make yourself heard, no more staying quiet."
            "Th- Thank you my liege..." Bisuke smiled, displaying sharp teeth as he bowed respectfully to his superior, a bright red blush in his cheeks.  Kurt chuckled, turning and walking from the room while hoping his subjects found the three guys. The smaller male stayed back for a minute and rubbed his inflamed cheeks, repeating Kurt's words in his thoughts.

"Make yourself heard, no more staying quiet..."

Bisuke changed after his encounter with Kurt. After that day, after that talk, he stuck around Kurt. There was hardly a time where Bisuke wasn't by him. It sounds creepy, but in all naturality, he was just looking up to The Emperor. He inspired him greatly and, as he discover a couple weeks later, he actually fell in love with the superior. He found it a little hard to believe since Kurt was like this high-class blader, but it certainly wasn't impossible. So, with one of the times he wasn't by Kurt's side, the small orange and black-haired male sat and mumbled to himself in thought.
           "I can't possibly love him, I'm simply a jester in this court... His highness could never love someone like me..." He mumbled, another court member standing behind him.
           "So, you've fallen for The Emperor..." He stated, smirking when the smaller jumped.
           "T-That's not true! I-I-" Bisuke tried to say, his cheeks burning red as he stuttered.
           "Listen and listen good, his highness might not care that you're practically glued to him, but know this. You're still a useless little runt. You might as well throw your little crush away because there is no way he'd love a brat like you..." he sneered, turning and walking away.

Bisuke stared off as sudden realization hit him hard. He was right, he was just a runt, a jester compared to a king. The words stuck with him, spacing himself from Kurt after that talk. In all honesty, The Emperor himself was confused by his actions. Bisuke opened up a lot since their talk and had taken a fancy to him so of course he got used to having the smaller follow him around. Along with the spacing, Bisuke went back to old habits and shut down almost completely, hardly speaking like before. It actually annoyed the tall man. Everything was going smoothly with him, so what made him change?

            "Bisuke, room, now" Kurt ordered, his voice booming through the lair as he pointed at a hall. The tiny orange and black-haired male jumped and stiffened immediately, looking up slightly from the bench. Simultaneous 'oohh's  followed in suit with the order, Bisuke sighing audibly as he stood and walked in the direction his highness was pointing. Kurt followed behind, closing the door to the room they walked into and staring down at him with his normal piercing red eyes.
               "W-what is this about my liege?" Bisuke asked formly, bowing respectfully to him.
               "You're back to old habits again Bisuke." Kurt said simply, his arms crossed over his chest. The tiny male flinched and looked down, a deeper red blush painting his skin. "What happened that sparked this change?"
               "N-nothing sire..." The smaller replied, his hands folded behind his back.
               "Bullshit." The Emperor swore, causing Bisuke to flinch once more. "Who's harassing you now?"

The young jester didn't answer, not even daring to look his superior in the eye, which only fueled Kurt's frustration and annoyance. The latter stepped forward and knelt down in front of him, snagging Bisuke's vest and forcing him to look at him. Grey eyes, filled with fear and tears, finally stared into Kurt's piercing red eyes, the look actually making the man stop. He had never seen such a scared and vulnerable look in someone's eyes, letting his vest go and sighing.
            "Look Bisuke, you shouldn't let others tear you down. You show weakness that way." Kurt leaned down, pressing a soft but quick kiss to the small boy's lips, causing him to flush red and sputter. The Emperor smiled slightly and straightened up, holding his hand out for him to take. Bisuke stared at it for a second and looked up, slowly taking and holding his hand.

The two looked like a parent and child, Bisuke's hand tiny compared to Kurt's. They walked out of the room, the latter keeping a tight but gentle hold on his hand. To this day, Bisuke never fully understood how Kurt found out about his feelings. The way his highness explained was "considering how much he looked up to him, his feelings had shown through."

The young jester hadn't asked about it since. He was just happy the Kurt returned the feelings. Yes, at first the smaller was new to the Underground Kingdom, but now all that had changed as well as his personality. And that was all thanks to Kurt Baratier, The Emperor that helped him through it all...

NightBear15 signing off...