Ficlet for xepi
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ftwinnyAhh, lunchtime. Yuugi reached his arms high over his head and let out a long, strenuous yawn. The papers on his desk had all manner of pointless doodles and scribblings filling the margins, but to look at him he'd been hard at work solving the greatest mysteries of the modern world.
"Hey, Yuugi." He blinked and stopped mid-stretch, and turned toward the source of the interruption, a guy who just happened to be his best friend.
"What's up, Jounouchi-kun?"
The taller boy's chair scraped across the floor as he scooted over to his friend and leaned in rather conspiratorially, shooting a look around the classroom to make sure no one was eavesdropping.
"Can the other Yuugi hear us right now?"
Yuugi tilted his head and searched his own mind for a second. "No, not right now."
The blond nodded, his eyes scanning the room once more before he was satisfied with their privacy. "Good, 'cause I was kinda wondering something."
...
"Okay," Yuugi prompted because there was a pause that seemed to indicate he should do so, though he wasn't sure he wanted to hear whatever required such secrecy.
"Right. Does he ever think about, y'know--girls?" The way Jounouchi said the word "girls" left no room for doubt about what he meant; it was the same tone he used whenever he wanted to let Yuugi know he'd gotten his hands on another video.
"Uhh--"
"I mean, he's gotta, right?" he pressed, not giving Yuugi a chance to formulate a response. "He's a guy, too."
"Well, uh..." That logic seemed sound enough but Yuugi didn't want to make assumptions about his other self. It wasn't like they sat around late at night and talked about this stuff! He scratched his head uncomfortably and scrambled for something evasive. "I think he's got a lot of other things on his mind." Understandably so, after what they'd learned on Pegasus's island.
Jounouchi wasn't about to be satisfied with that response, however, waving his hand in a wide, dismissive gesture. "Yeah, I know he's real big on all that duelist's pride and stuff but it's not like you can make out with a Duel Monsters card."
A noticeable silence followed as that image settled itself firmly into their brains, drawing the gazes of both boys up to the ceiling for a long moment. Yuugi blushed first and swiveled his attention back to his friend, shooting him a look that said plain as day: That did not just happen.
Jounouchi shrugged and grinned unabashedly, dismissing all discomfort as only he could with a light slap to Yuugi's shoulder. And yet he still refused to drop the topic completely, tactlessness being another of his qualities.
"Still, man, he's kinda got that cool, mysterious thing going on that chicks dig so much. I bet he could land himself a girl if he wanted."
Probably, Yuugi had to admit to himself, though he could only imagine the complications that might arise from such an arrangement.
"Oh man--" Jounouchi snickered and covered his mouth, struck with a thought that he clearly found amusing. "What about Anzu? That'd be hilarious!"
Yuugi did not find the thought so amusing and he mumbled something non-committal, sinking a little in his seat. Jounouchi laughed out loud and gave him a shove, one that he was not expecting and almost toppled him to the floor.
"Geez, Yuugi, your face is all red!"
"It is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is--"
"What's going on over here?"
Both boys snapped to attention as the subject herself suddenly entered the conversation, a thin eyebrow lifting towards the ceiling when she caught sight of their guilty expressions. In one hand she held a sackful of lunches, food that could easily be withheld from her friends if she suspected they deserved it; the other hand was square on her hip.
"I-it's nothing, Anzu!"
"Yeah, we were just joking around. Let's eat!"
"Hey, Yuugi." He blinked and stopped mid-stretch, and turned toward the source of the interruption, a guy who just happened to be his best friend.
"What's up, Jounouchi-kun?"
The taller boy's chair scraped across the floor as he scooted over to his friend and leaned in rather conspiratorially, shooting a look around the classroom to make sure no one was eavesdropping.
"Can the other Yuugi hear us right now?"
Yuugi tilted his head and searched his own mind for a second. "No, not right now."
The blond nodded, his eyes scanning the room once more before he was satisfied with their privacy. "Good, 'cause I was kinda wondering something."
...
"Okay," Yuugi prompted because there was a pause that seemed to indicate he should do so, though he wasn't sure he wanted to hear whatever required such secrecy.
"Right. Does he ever think about, y'know--girls?" The way Jounouchi said the word "girls" left no room for doubt about what he meant; it was the same tone he used whenever he wanted to let Yuugi know he'd gotten his hands on another video.
"Uhh--"
"I mean, he's gotta, right?" he pressed, not giving Yuugi a chance to formulate a response. "He's a guy, too."
"Well, uh..." That logic seemed sound enough but Yuugi didn't want to make assumptions about his other self. It wasn't like they sat around late at night and talked about this stuff! He scratched his head uncomfortably and scrambled for something evasive. "I think he's got a lot of other things on his mind." Understandably so, after what they'd learned on Pegasus's island.
Jounouchi wasn't about to be satisfied with that response, however, waving his hand in a wide, dismissive gesture. "Yeah, I know he's real big on all that duelist's pride and stuff but it's not like you can make out with a Duel Monsters card."
A noticeable silence followed as that image settled itself firmly into their brains, drawing the gazes of both boys up to the ceiling for a long moment. Yuugi blushed first and swiveled his attention back to his friend, shooting him a look that said plain as day: That did not just happen.
Jounouchi shrugged and grinned unabashedly, dismissing all discomfort as only he could with a light slap to Yuugi's shoulder. And yet he still refused to drop the topic completely, tactlessness being another of his qualities.
"Still, man, he's kinda got that cool, mysterious thing going on that chicks dig so much. I bet he could land himself a girl if he wanted."
Probably, Yuugi had to admit to himself, though he could only imagine the complications that might arise from such an arrangement.
"Oh man--" Jounouchi snickered and covered his mouth, struck with a thought that he clearly found amusing. "What about Anzu? That'd be hilarious!"
Yuugi did not find the thought so amusing and he mumbled something non-committal, sinking a little in his seat. Jounouchi laughed out loud and gave him a shove, one that he was not expecting and almost toppled him to the floor.
"Geez, Yuugi, your face is all red!"
"It is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is--"
"What's going on over here?"
Both boys snapped to attention as the subject herself suddenly entered the conversation, a thin eyebrow lifting towards the ceiling when she caught sight of their guilty expressions. In one hand she held a sackful of lunches, food that could easily be withheld from her friends if she suspected they deserved it; the other hand was square on her hip.
"I-it's nothing, Anzu!"
"Yeah, we were just joking around. Let's eat!"