Okay. I know I've been gone for awhile now, but it is a Saturday and I have nothing to do and I just watched Team Wild Fang vs. Team Chandorra...en francais...so now I present you with this little bunny. Just a few thoughts from the teams in the WC.

Oh, I also need to tell you guys that I found some really cool words online and I'll be trying to use them in the stories. I'll try to put the definitions in the bottom.

Please enjoy!

~Tsubasa POV~

Kyouya is down on the stadium floor battling the representative from team Chandorra. It doesn't seem like the Indian representatives are going to make it very far in these championships. They talked big at the press conference, but it seems like everyone who went against Team Wild Fang bit off more than they could chew.

Kyouya turns to the stands and points to Gingka, calling out a challenge. It's hard to believe it. Even though he's caught in the middle of a battle, the only thing on his mind is defeating Gingka. Their rivalry has stood for a long time and probably won't end anytime soon.

It reminds me how he walked away from a chance at team Gan Gan Galaxy because rather than team up with Gingka, he prefers to crush him; if it hadn't been for his arrogance, I wouldn't be here now. I guess I got lucky. Did I earn that chance, or did I just end up with it?

As he turns away from the stands and back to the leader of Chandorra, who is enraged at his lack of attention to the battle, he seems quiet. He is dark that way. It leaks into his battle style. When he goes against an opponent, it is all raw power; he wastes no time. In this battle, he used a special move right off, astonishing Chandorra. The rest of us weren't surprised.

I think that, secretly, Gingka fears him. Kyouya holds an air about him that is infused with quiet darkness and rage, waiting to be unleashed. But Gingka will never admit it. This is the true extent of bravery: being afraid but not showing it.

Sometimes I wonder if I am as brave as he is. The strength that came to me in my own battle with Kyouya, prompting me to go toe-to-toe with his overwhelming power...was it bravery, or something darker?

Now the Indian representative falls back, astounded as his beyblade lodges in the stadium wall behind him. He is angry. He doesn't realise that it is his own pride that made him fall. He spoke proud words at the press conference, and the higher they hold themselves, the harder they crash to the ground when they lose.

Maybe Kyouya will learn this someday. He certainly seems to have a lot of pride.

Gingka is standing still at the barrier of the stadium. Kyouya flashes him a triumphant glance as he exits the stadium; Benkei is yelling in victory and choking poor DeMorae. Kyouya does well to travel with such an enthusiastic partner. Benkei's bubbly character certainly offsets his silence.

After a battle, the sillage of smoke and sweat lingers in the air. We follow a quiet Gingka down the steps to the stadium exit, but as the others walk through the tunnel to the outside, I watch him.

Gingka stands looking across at Team Wild Fang, watching as Kyouya shoves Benkei off of himself and DeMorae retreats to the tunnel opposite. Gingka has a deep, battle-hardened look in his eyes; he has graduated from the airling who never stops talking to a wizened and strategic opponent.

At last he turns, and gives me a smile. The look I saw in his eyes earlier is replaced with enthusiasm, and the moment is gone. We walk together down the tunnel. Though he is smaller than me, he matches my stride. I sneak glances at him out of the corners of my eyes. How is he so young, and yet so strong? And why am I doubting myself after years of steadfast undercover work? What is this sudden atelophobia coming over me?

I will figure it out. I have to. I have come over harder things before; I can do it again.

Sillage: Lingering trace of something - the lingering scent of perfume, the trails left by an aeroplane in the sky

Airling - a young, thoughtless person

Atelophobia - the fear of not being good enough