"Don't Call Me Atticus"
Zane found himself clutching a microphone in his hand. How very curious. He didn't remember agreeing to doing karaoke with Atticus at the party, and yet here he was, standing on stage. In front of him was the crowd of the last people he wanted to be singing to at the moment, namely Jaden and the others. He held back the urge to pout and looked to his side.
Atticus was beaming back at him, proudly.
"Told you I'd get you up here."
"How did I--" Zane stopped a second, narrowing his eyes at his best friend. "Atticus… How did you get me on this stage… with this microphone?"
Atticus narrowed his eyes.
"What did you call me?"
"Atticus?"
"Don't call me that!"
Zane was confused beyond belief, "But that's your name…"
"No it's not! That's my crappy American name. My real name is Fubuki. You should know that, Zane!"
"Wait but then-- I should be Marufu--"
"Shut up, Zane! The song is starting!"
Atticus slapped Zane roughly on the back, before brining him close and smiling at the crowd.
"This one is for you, Asuka! And uh… maybe Judai too!"
Zane blinked. They got to use their Japanese names too and he was still Zane. That was weird. But that wasn't the worst of it. The music was now starting, and he was locked in Atticus--er Fubuki's grasp and had no means of escape.
"If you can't beat em-- join em…" he thought.
He looked up at the screen and that's when his jaw dropped.
It was all in Kanji.
THE END!
