#jbba

   You sat with Gyro in his tent packing for the steel ball run. Gyro was looking at everything set in front of him. You were almost done with your bag till you saw Gyro throw his toothbrush and toilet paper behind him. 

     You gagged, “oh gosh gyro, gimmie those! I’ll hold them for you.” you reached behind picking up the discarded items. You shook your head, it could save space for him but he should still think about his hygiene. 

     “Nyo-ho! thanks (your name) but you don’t have to. Licorice root works fine.” he leaned back more into the tent, turning to look towards you. You scrunch your nose, thinking about how bad his breath would be. 

     “It might but I don’t want your breath to stink so bad.” you started to pack his things in the space in your bag. Not noticing Gyro moving behind you. 

     “Nyo-ho-ho! You like me huh (your name)!” he wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his hands in your lap, and his head on your shoulder. You sighed and closed your eyes, you didn’t wanna show him that he was getting to you. He sunk more and more onto your back, wanting a reaction out of you. 

     “Do you not want my breath to be bad because you want kisses while we ride~?” he held you tighter. You felt your face heat up, gosh you couldn’t give him the satisfaction. 

“Hm, I have no clue what you're going on about Gyro, I just want your teeth and ass not to get infected.” you closed your eyes trying to feign being nonchalant, even if he was pretty much kissing up to your neck and ear. 

     “You think the winning candidates could reach New York?” “hmm, the chances are pretty high. Since they’re riding with their abilities and horses that were bred for stamina.” 

     You opened your eyes, ‘what’s going on out there?’ you started to make your way out of the tent, Gyro still on your back. It was hard to crawl out with his weight on your back but you did your best. You caught the eye of an abandoned wheelchair. ‘Oh gosh it's the wheelchair of the boy from earlier.’ you watched the boy in all blue get trampled by the horse. 

     You sucked on your teeth, he was out of the tent, Gyro flopped off your back. “Ugh I hate those guys’ voices they’re so loud and talk for so long,” Gyro grumbled, getting off the dirt floor. 

     You both rested against the fence. You wanted to offer to help the young man, to at least help get the wooden stake out of his leg. 

     “I CAN’T WATCH ANYMORE! WE NEED TO STOP HIM! Hey! Don’t you two think so?!” 

     Gyro turned to the two loud men, “Are you asking for my opinion? I’m just looking because he was in my line of sight. But if I have to say something, He’ll never be able to ride it. Not like that. But on the other hand, if he could, he’d go beyond any human.” 

     The two men looked at you, including Gyro. “Well I respect his perseverance, but I do fear for his health. I’m gonna offer some services to him in a little bit. Poor boy looks starved…” you leaned against your hand, enjoying the feeling of the sun on your face. You tried to ignore the groans and moans of the poor boy but it was hard. You sighed and went to the tent grabbing your medical bag and a bread loaf. You hopped the fence and walked towards the boy.

     You hadn’t noticed Gyro puff up his chest, not liking all the attention you were giving the boy and were going to give to him. He watched from afar as you leaned down and talked to the boy. It took everything in him to not run over and push the boy away when he saw him fall into your lap to help you help him. He also didn’t appreciate the positions you held him in to make sure you got all of his wounds.

     Gyro sighed and went to the tent to pick up his and your saddles. Huffing his way to you guys’ horses.

`Skip to before the steel ball run`

     “Ah thank you very much Gyro you didn’t have to set up my horse.” you turned to Gyro. He had his arms crossed, trapping you against his body and your horse. 

     “A-ah what’s going on Gyro? Do you want some water? Or candy? I have extra…” Your voice trailed, he wasn’t giving you a response and it was making you nervous. “I don’t like that kid was all over you (your name).” 

“Huh? Oh, you mean Johnny? Gyro are you-” 

“Ohh so he has a name now huh! Go back to your boyfriend then! Hmph.” Gyro took a step back and lifted his head to not look at you. 

     “Gyro please, hear me out, Johnny-” He stomped his boot cutting you off again, “No! I don’t wanna hear it! I know I’m better than that “Johnny” kid!” 

     “OI, THAT’S ENOUGH ZEPELLI! LISTEN.” you held his face in your hands, making him face you. Gyro went quiet, trying to avoid your eyes. 

     “Nothing is going on with Johnny okay? I just wanted to make sure he wouldn’t bleed out or starve. I can tell you’re jealous but it’s okay Gyro.” Gyro finally locked eyes with you, he sighed and started to relax his body. He mumbled out a small sorry. 

     You sighed, “it’s alright okay? Here let me get you a butterscotch.” you turned to your bag and reached for a candy. “Make it count okay? I know it’ll be a while till I get more.” you handed him the small yellow candy reaching over to grab one for yourself. 

     You felt gyro grip your shoulder, “Ah did you drop it-” the next thing you knew gyro’s lips were on yours. You grabbed his arm, he took advantage of your open mouth and passed you the butterscotch. He pulled back and laughed, then he climbed into his horse to get ready for the steel ball run. 

     You felt your face burn, “that's not.. Sanitary Gyro.” you climbed your horse and held your mouth, moving the small candy with your tongue.