For the gx_100. Set pre-GX in Ryo and Fubuki's first year.

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"I am at one with the universe..."

"That's nice."

"I am at one with the universe."

"I heard you the first time."

"I isaid/i, I am at one with the universe!"

"Well could you do it somewhere other than my bedroom? …And preferably not under my bed covers."

"Ryo, you're ruining the mood."

Fubuki half-crawled out of the pretend tent he'd made by pitching up Ryo's bed sheets with an umbrella he just happened to have lying around. He was dressed in his usual Hawaiian shirt and shorts, but for the moment they were covered with jewellery of varying mismatched stars and other lunar symbols.

"I didn't say I wanted to partake in the mood," Ryo pointed out, "And why did you choose to do this in my room anyway?"

"Because if another dimension sucks me through I need someone reliable to pull me back out," Fubuki told him, as if this was obvious. The real reason was more likely that he'd get bored sooner if he had to do it on his own.

"And before you ask me why I'm doing it," Fubuki went on, seeing Ryo open his mouth once more, "It's because ieveryone's/i doing it. I want to keep up with the trends. If there is a cosmic energy out there than I think it'd be missing out without me."

"It's all a fad," said Ryo, who was never one to follow crowds.

"That's the whole point," said Fubuki, "If any fads take hold of Duel Academia it is my duty to pursue them to keep up with the everyone else until I inevitably set up a new trend for them to follow. Being popular and not mysterious is hard work, you know."

"It certainly looks it," Ryo agreed, watching several bangles slide from Fubuki's arm.

"Now get in the tent and start channelling cosmic energy with me."

"What!"

"You heard me, on your knees Ryo!"

"Do you realise how wrong that sounds?"

"It's only wrong if you think it's wrong, now hurry up before the moment passes!"

Ryo didn't wait to be told again, he was already heading towards the door, quite content to surrender his room for a while if it meant not having to sit under a blanket with another guy and make odd sounds.

But Fubuki was faster; he grabbed hold of Ryo's legs and pulled him to the floor, sending the stars from his jewellery flying everywhere. There was much struggling from the other but Fubuki managed to pull him into the tent, sitting on his back to stop him moving. The scuffle caused the umbrella to collapse however and the two were left flailing around trying to get out.

After a minute or so Fubuki managed to find the edges of the sheet and fling the covers off them both.

And there sat Fubuki, straddling Ryo, with jewellery and glitter all around. Somewhere in the fight Ryo's top had been pulled up too.

Somehow being at one with the universe wasn't supposed to be like this.

"At least no one saw us," he said positively.

There was a flash from the window and when they both glanced over a boy carrying a camera could be heard laughing as he scrambled down the tree and sprinted off.

"Well…"

"Well?"

Ryo's face looked to suggest that if the next sentence that came out of Fubuki's mouth wasn't worth listening to that he might not have a mouth to speak with tomorrow."

"Want to discuss life, the universe and everything?"