Ryuuga/Madoka WIP
I wasn’t kidding when I said I was thinking of writing a Ryuuga/Madoka fic.
Metal City, the last place he wanted to be, yet the only place he needed to be. Thunder clapped over the city, the remnants of a passing storm that left the streets wet. The neon lights of the B-Pit sign flashed across the puddles, distorted by ripples as Ryuuga stomped through them. He growled as he reached the automatic doors, which slid open for him.
The brunette mechanic looked up from the cash register, a greeting dying on her lips as she recognized him. “Ryuuga?” she stuttered out before jumping to her feet, wary.
Wordlessly, he crossed the threshold and placed L-Drago on the counter. Madoka gasped. “What happened? It’s almost beyond repair!” she whispered, scooping the Bey up into her hands, cradling it.
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