my hand flew to my mouth. "sister? what? yumiko is my sister?"

"brother actually. his name is daiki. i'm not supposed to tell." he played with his fingers. the tallest of the four picked him up by the front of his shirt. "wait, daiki?" rantaro asked.

"damn right you're not supposed to tell! what are you going on about? telling her his secret." he said angrily. the boy tried to wiggle out of his grip. "wait wait!" i protested, trying to help him. the boy pushed me aside and rantaro got defensive.

"don't touch her!" he said grabbing his wrist. ken crouched next to me, helping me up. rantaro pulled the boy down and pushed the other. he glared but didn't retaliate.

"gaya. she had to know. she's going to find out anyways." the other boy said trying to calm him down.

the smallest wiped his nose and turned to me. "his name is daiki. he's your older brother. half brother actually. toshiro, the guy you let escape, he's trying to kill daiki and he's also holding your beyblades hostage so daiki can't attack." gaya growled at him and the others held him back.

"why is he so angry?" keru asked. "wrong side of the bed. that brat." besu answered. "when you said daiki you didn't mean... the same daiki who transferred here a year ago, right?" rantaro asked.

"what's with the puppets." gaya asked ignoring rantaro. ken blushed. i frowned and crossed my arms. "where can i see this brother of mine?" i asked. rantaro whined like a wounded puppy.

"talk to akira. or jin. i don't know." gaya growled. "that's all we're saying." the boy with glasses said, pushing them up against his nose. "you aren't supposed to be here. and you-" he pointed at rantaro, "yes, that's the daiki we're talking about. you're about to learn some pretty bad things about him."

rantaro crossed his arms. "who are you to speak about daiki like that?"

"she was in the band club. we are friends." gaya said. "and one of us is more than- anwyays." the boy colored because of the glare gaya gave him.

"that's enough, kumicho." shu said. "it's time to go." rantaro huffed and walked off. ken followed after him. "akira? who's that?" i asked. "(Y/N). let's go." shu said grabbing my wrist. i shook him off.

"who's akira?" i asked gaya. i had no idea why but i felt like akira wasn't a good person. what if he was like toshiro? stealing beyblades? hurting people? killing them? i felt my hands tremble.

shu grabbed my wrist again. his red eyes showed nothing but worry. the others didn't say anything. "let's go." and i listened and let him drag me away.