Z Achilles Beyblade Novels & Stories

I step into the training arena, feeling good about today. I smile because this time, I know that I won’t have to feel sad or nostalgic because Kai isn’t here. He is and soon he will also be here, joining me physically perhaps. I hope so. Suddenly, a familiar scent of sweat and leather fill my nostrils. It has been a while since Azriel and I practiced together, and I can't help but feel a surge of anticipation and excitement. As he approaches me, his eyes twinkling with mischief, I can't help but notice how his lithe frame and well-defined muscles have grown even more enticing. He is wearing a black tank top which accentuates his tan skin even more and joggers that hand long on his hips. I fe