#nesty r u produ of me

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I agree with the Chat thing... write it...

*cries into the birthday hat* check can do that

Naoki spent a lot of time watching. Either the clock, the teacher’s presentation, or Fujuki. He obviously didn’t spend enough time doing, since time drawled on, he wasn’t doing perfect in school and- well… it’s not like he was going to “do” Fujuki…

“If something’s on my face, I don’t care.” Yuusaku said abruptly, snapping Naoki out of his thoughts. He watched as he brushed his face lightly, stood up, and walked away. That’s right… class was over. Neither of them were the first to leave or first to show up, they had that much in common.

“Fujuki!” Naoki called, getting approximately 00.02% of his attention. “Don’t forget Duel Club is after school!”

Yuusaku looked at his Disc, could almost make out someone talking before he interrupted it. “I can’t make it today. Please tell Hosodamy apologies.” With that, he hurried out.

Naoki huffed. Why was he always so secretive? At least he didn’t feel the need to give him three reasons why he had to skip. It was always such overkill.

Duel Club was fairly busy, talking about setting up a tournament for the school festival. There were seven of them, so if they even got one other person they could set up an 8 bracket. Of course that would require Yuusaku or Aoi to show up for once…

Naoki sneaked glances at his tablet, checking for news about Playmaker or Blue Angel. He found a video of a Playmaker duel that was only a few minutes after school was over. He was sure to bookmark it to watch later.

…

Hosoda was staring at him.

“Something more important than the festival?” Hosoda asked, with a bored expression. He was always ready to chew Naoki out for not paying attention… or showing up late… or talking too loud…

Naoki laughed, running his hand through his hair. “Playmaker dueled again?”

Tanaka sighed. “I don’t understand your obsession with him.”

Naoki’s eyes lit up with vigor. “He’s so cool! So mysterious and calm under pressure! You know I met him and-”

“He entrusted Cyberse Wizard with you” the whole club said simultaneously.

Naoki poked his fingers together sheepishly. “I guess I told that story before.” the whole club nodded, and went back to planning. Just coming up with silly banners and deciding between play mats. An idea popped into Naoki’s head. “Maybe we could all cosplay as our Vrains avatars!”

Suzuki rolled his eyes. “You just want to dress up as “Lonely Brave”.”

Before Naoki could correct him the president cut in. “It’s not a bad idea. Could you run the idea by Zaizen and Fujuki if you see them?”

Naoki nodded. He’d probably see him by the hot dog cart. He tried to think about what kind of avatar Yuusaku had. Probably something really generic- nothing fancy like him or Playmaker.

The club adjourned and Naoki headed off to the main square, almost too impatient to wait to watch the Playmaker duel. He sighed dreamily. If only he could convince Playmaker to duel him- or duel with him in a tag battle.

As he got to the square, he told himself he wouldn’t let Yuusaku not show up to the festival- and he would definitely help him make his costume, because he couldn’t possibly wait until then to see his avatar. He nodded to himself. Playmaker believed in him, and he believed in Yuusaku, so that was just like if Playmaker believed in Yuusaku directly. Twice that even!

He grinned, spotting the cotton candy colour haired boy in the food truck, and rushed over. What was the point of being Brave Max if he couldn’t share that bravery?