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Anywho, I was completely acting like a loser yesterday while running around the house with my new Judai/ Jaden wig. I looked so spiffy!

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Chapter iii

"What did Shark mean?" Yuma mumbled aloud.

"Perhaps you could exchange messages in abbreviation on your phone." Astral suggested, making Yuma raise an eyebrow. "It's called 'texting' and yes, I did try that already but he must have turned off his phone.'

It was a Sunday morning and Yuma was sitting on the front porch wondering what he should do. He wasn't exactly sure how to take this, it was so sudden and out of character for Shark to just up and call him. "I am puzzled Yuma. Is this one of those 'dates' you explained to me?"

Yuma blushed bright red in embarrassment. "What? No Astral-"

Just then his phone went off, naturally he answered it, hoping it was the purple haired duelist.

"Shark!" The young duelist shouted a little too loud, causing Shark's ears to ring. As he repressed a curse he spoke. "Uh, ohiyo (Hello) Yuma." He replied calmly.

"So how are you?"

"Fine."

Yuma cut to the chase, not wasting any time. "So what did you mean when you said-"

"Oh. That, I'm just down the street from your home and will be there in a minute." He had cut Yuma off to avoid the awkward explanation…and bought him time for an excuse to see him. "O-okay, well I'll see you in a minute."

"Right."

Click!

Yuma checked his appearance in the window. "What are you doing, Yuma?" The boy turned around to face the invisible duelist with a serious look on his face. "Listen Astral, if you ruin our date- I mean day I swear-" Of course as luck would have it, Shark had rolled up on his motorcycle and had seen him screaming at what appeared to be… the air. "Uh, hey Yuma."

"Oh hi Shark. One moment please, I just have to tell my grandma where I'm going." That was in fact a lie. His grandma had run to the store an hour earlier and had already told her- this was just an excuse so he could threaten Astral. Running inside he made sure to close the door behind him. "Astral, if you won't be quiet and keep interrupting like you normally do with all your observations and questions I will ban you from the tv!" The alien's mouth dropped in horror.

'B-but Yuma…"

He shot him a death glare. "I mean it. Do you really want to risk missing the interview with Robin they're having on the news tomorrow?" Astral shook his head, looking slightly afraid. "I promise, Yuma." And with that he returned to the key. Yuma smiled, clearly proud he had for once won an argument with Astral. "You ready?" Shark tossed him a helmet. "It'll take us hours to walk where we're going so," Yuma looked a little uncertain as he chewed on his lower lip. "What, are you scared?" It was a playful taunt that Yuma knew not to take seriously. It made him feel somewhat better. Taking a seat behind Shark, Yuma in took a sharp breath.

"Hold on tight." Shark warned, revving his bike.

He didn't have to tell him twice.

"Thanks for the ice cream, Shark." Yuma began licking the frozen treat, making sure it wouldn't melt in this mid-summer heat. Shark shrugged. "No prob."

"I have to say, I've never been in this part of Heartland before." His voice was somewhat cheerful. "Really?" Yuma nodded as a reply. "In fact, I've never even heard of this place."

"I'm not surprized." Yuma wasn't sure how to take that comment so he changed the subject. "Yeah well, I 've been meaning to ask you where you've been these past few weeks." Shark cringed as he fished (LoL, get it? What it was funny!) a cigarette from his pocket followed by a lighter. "You smoke?" Yuma looked a little uncomfortable. There was so much Shark knew about him yet not so much on Shark's end. 'Yeah I also drink too, can we please change the subject?" His tone was bitter and not at all pleased with Yuma's questions. They sat in silence.

"Yuma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." Yuma waved his hand. "It's alright." Shark blew a cloud of smoke, his aquatic eyes fixated on Yuma's breathing… his pulse moving so faintly beneth the flesh. He quickly snapped such thoughts from his mind. "No, Yuma it's not. I consider you the closest thing to a friend I've got. There is no reason for me to act like an ass." Yuma smiled sweetly. 'I don't think you're acting that way at all." Another cloud of smoke escaped his lips. "Yeah. Right."

"Really. If you were a mean person I'd never would have agreed to this." Shark said nothing. "Well what if I'm not who you think I am?" Yuma bit his lip, choosing his words carefully. "What if I want to know?' At that moment Shark could only stare. "Well then, you're insane."

"Then I'm okay with that." Yuma seemed somewhat embarrassed by his mushy behavior. "So, uh Yuma what should we do for the next hour or so?" Shark asked casually. The younger teen leaned back in his seat. "I don't know- maybe-"

"Listen, Yuma. I-I want to be closer. Not just to you but to others as well." The older duelist swallowed his pride. "And I want you to teach me." Yuma laughed. "What's so funny?"

"You-You can't just learn, you just need some encouragement to surface that- Well you know." He couldn't exactly say 'open personality", could he? For once a genuine smile touched Shark's lips. "Thank you, Yuma." The red/raven haired boy blushed and chuckled. Why am I acting like this? I don't like Shark that way… do I? Yuma had no problem with being gay, growing up in a very accepting environment but it was this odd feeling in his chest when Shark was around him. It was defiantly something but he wasn't sure. 'S-so-um , want some of my ice cream?" Yuma suggested quickly as he desperately changed the subject. "Uhhh, you mean what's left of it?"

Suddenly Yuma realized it had melted all over his hands. "Aww, dang it!" Shark sighed, leave it to Yuma to make a mess. "Here," Yuma's breath caught in his throat as the older boy pulled him by the wrist. "Yuma, are you alright? You seem a little pale." He brushed it off and lie through his teeth. "No I'm fine. Just a little light-headed. I wasn't feeling too well this morning." Shark pulled so napkins out of his back pocket and began to clean the mess he'd (Yuma) had made. "Oh well in that case I could take you home. I don't want you to have to spend our day together sick." If Yuma wasn't blushing before he sure was now. He felt bad about lying to his friend, it was no different than what Shark had done but he also couldn't help but smile at his concern for the younger boy. "No no no, I'm perfectly alright." Shark still seemed unsure and slightly hesitant. "I mean, I survived my first ride on a motorcycle. If I can't handle a little light-headedness then something's wrong." Shark managed a small smile. "Alright but please let me know if anything does change." Yuma smiled for the umpteenth time today but his cheerful mood was demolished when Astral emerged from the key.

"Yuma, I sense the number hunter is near by!"

Kaito!

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