[ Author Note: I had some requests for a valt aoi drabble! requests are still open so go ahead and tell me your favourite character ! heads up, [b/n] will be the space for your beyblade's name ! ]

"Three! Two! One! Let it rip!"

[b/n] swerved around the stadium before skidding into attack. Immediately after contact, your opponent; Victory Valtryek, had burst. Everyone went silent for a moment, watching Valt's bey fall back down to the stadium in pieces. . . No one had the nerve to say anything, they didn't want to hurt the poor bluenette. Toko and Nika exchanged glances.

"Valt, what happened?" Shu broke the silence. The blunette frowned and looked over at his close friend.

"Not so sure." Valt mumbled before reaching down to grab the pieces of Valtryek. You let out a small sigh and picked up your bey, as well as the attack ring of Valtryek and handed it over to the brown-eyed male. "Thanks [y/n]!" he grinned, despite the upsetting loss.

You managed a reassuring grin as well, which, admittedly, did help him feel better. He snapped back his bey into one piece and smiled at his precious partner. You'd always admire how close he was to the thing, as if it was his absolute best friend, just like everyone else in the club.

"I guess this calls for special training!" Toko piped up, taking the group by storm. "Nika and I will put together the perfect training routing for [y/n] and Valt!" He lifted a finger matter-of-factually.

"Hey, I'll come too!" Rantaro raised a fist, before earning a glare from Nika. "Wh-what's with that face-!?"

"You can train with the others! [y/n] is best at taking care of Valt's feelings! She's a girl!"

"Of course. Girls always pay attention to feelings and all that nonsense. Real Men don't feel! We just fight!" Wakiya pitched in his unasked for opinion.

"Are you saying men don't have feelings!? Feelings fire passion, and passion is what makes a man, a man!" Rantaro punched his palm, then cracked his knuckled right after. Him and Wakiya were going to continue their argument at the side, while Toko took charge yet again.

"Just listen to Nika and I, then everything will be just fine! You guys will all see the difference tomorrow morning!"

Toko's genius plan lead all the way over to you and Valt sitting in the backyard. He was munching away at a piece of beybread, while you picked off itty bits and nibbled on those, quietly.

"So what do you think the little ones set up for you?" You pulled your legs to your side and peeked over at Valt.

"Huh? Oh, actually. . ." The bluenette trailed off before laughing nervously. "Nothing! To be honest, they just wanted your help with homework, but Mom found out and helped them instead. I mean, I am supposed to be training though, but. . ." His eyes trailed down.

"It's okay to take a break. Everyone needs them." You responded nonchalantly, popping anothe piece of bread into your mouth.

"Something's been bugging me."

"Ah- why didn't you say so? You, know you can tell me anything."

"Right! Thank you, [y/n]." He chirped with a matching cheeky grin. His expression then faltered to a mere soft smile and furrowed brows. Finally, he spoke up again. "You remember, when Ken left?"

"Yeah,"

"And then he joined Ben's team?"

"Right."

"I'm super happy for him! I really am, but. . . With how I've been preforming as a team leader, I'm kind of scared. Ben is such a good leader compared to me, every one is. Ken must be even happier on his side, I think, I'm jealous, too. I'm scared everyone is gonna leave, and find someone so much better-"

You cut him off by placing a hand on his shoulder and gently turning him to face you.

"What are you saying?" You furrowed your brows, concern, sorrow, guilt, you felt all of it. "You're Valt Aoi, our absolute best friend! You've done so much for us, more than anyone ever has. You don't give us reasons to leave, you give us reasons to stick with you until the very end. I know things are rough, Daigo, Shu and I know, and we're trying, too. So please-" You shoved the rest of the bread into Valt's mouth to free your hands, that way you could hold onto both of his hands, too. "Please try hard with us!"

At this point, the both of you were messes of blushy faces and teary eyes, feelings and accelerating heartbeats. A mix of everything to create the perfect, perfect solution to Valt's problem.

"R-right! I will!" Valt sniffled, "I never meant to hurt yooou!!" He threw himself onto you in a hug. With a small giggle, you pat his head before squeezing him back in return. "Why does the rest of the team not like my hugs. . . ?"

"They think they're men." You jested, "I love your hugs though!" And to prove it, you showered his cheeks in a plethora of kisses.