I know I should be focusing on my other stories, but I just can't help it.

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Kyoshiro's POV

I looked at the door in front of me and hesitated a little. I stood at the entrance of the Miyaji Academy Cardfight Club. I have transferred to this school a week back and I'm, as my brother keeps calling me, a total Vanguard fanatic. I was never ashamed of liking Vanguard and I'm even confident with my skills, it's just being new isn't always easy. Well, technically I'm not new anyway. I used to go to this school when I was in elementary school, but because of certain reasons I had to move away.

Now I was back, stronger than ever, ready to show that insulting jerk how strong I have become. I wonder if he remembers me, but I would have to wait a little longer before our paths would cross. I shook my head, now was not the time to think about that idiotic childhood friend of mine.

My hand rose up and I lightly knocked on the door. I waited for a reply and as expected one came soon. A girl with lavender hair and ocean blue eyes opened the door with a confused expression on her face.

"Can I help you?" she asked politely, opening the door a little wider. I wasn't scared of talking to people. I used to be shy, but I changed. The old Kurosawa Kyoshiro is gone now and she would never come back.

"I'm here, because I want to join your Cardfight Club," I said, determination in my eyes. I had to become a member of a club soon and I was definitely not joining the chess club, no freaking way. The lavender haired girl smiled at me and gestured me to come in. I registered two pairs of card fighters standing at two tables and battling each other. I was feeling like an anime character, but I could have sworn my eyes started to sparkle when I looked at the decks and units.

Then a boy with a funny haircut and huge glasses looked up from the field and noticed me. I raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was staring at. I looked at my right and left, but nothing was there. Did I have leftovers from breakfast on my face or something? His eyes grew wide and then the opponent he fought against turned his gaze up as well. It was a boy with blue hair and sky blue eyes. He looked quite feminine, if you ask me, but who am I to judge?

"Is something wrong, Shingo?" the lavender haired girl asked, tilting her head to the side to show her confusion. His jaw dropped a little while his finger rose up and pointed at me. What was his deal? This was making me feel kind of uneasy.

"Y-You're Kurosawa Kyoshiro, a member of the famous team Dragon Tamer!"

Oh no. I sighed in frustration. I used to be a member of a team of Pale Moon users, called Dragon Tamer, but how does that guy even know about me being a member? I mean, I participated like once in a tournament and was lucky to win all my matches that's all. My team was strong indeed, but I was never an official part of it, really. I was more like decoration to make the team look full and good. But it has been like 2 years since I won with my team, how does that weird kid still remember a little tournament like that?

"I don't think, it's really nice to point at people," a blonde haired girl exclaimed, looking at me curiously as well. She seemed pretty cool and I could swear I saw her somewhere already. Wasn't she a popular pop idol or something? Nah, I'm probably mistaken.

"So another celebrity from your magazine, Granny Glasses?" a red haired boy asked, looking up from his match as well. Now I felt a little embarrassed that all of them were staring at me. He looked cool and like that kind of guy who doesn't really care about someone's reputation.

"Not just any celebrity, Delinquent! Kurosawa Kyoshiro, originally born in Japan, appeared once in an English tournament as a part of the most powerful teams there, team Dragon Tamer. Everyone was convinced she was only a sidekick to replace their current missing member and leader who wasn't able to fight with the group. But she surprised everyone with a perfect performance of zero loses! She never fought with team Dragon Tamer again, but she still made a name for herself!"

Wow. I didn't know somebody knew so much about my times in that famous team. That Shingo dude made me sound like a miracle among card fighters, when in reality I'm heavily average in terms of skills and strategy. I was really just lucky to get the right cards at the right time. And don't let me even start with the luck of drawing the heal triggers. That day was like I showered in luck that morning.

"Well, I believe you're here to try to join our club," the blue haired boy said, flashing me a kind smile. I smiled back and nodded as a yes. He looked sweet and nice. But his girly appearance was just too amusing to take him serious. But still, I think I saw a poster of him in a magazine involving the national tournament. I wasn't really sure. My memory was really the worst.

"But it won't be that easy. You have to beat one of us in order to become a member," the blond haired girl said. She looked quite strict, maybe a little scary even. But now I was faced with a problem. It's not like I didn't believe in my cards, but fighting under pressure was never really anything easy for me.

"Umm… sure, if your entrance test is like that. But before we start, would you mind, telling me your names? I'm new here and I didn't get the chance to properly meet anyone from my class."

"Well, I think that's a good idea, since Shingo just basically blurted out your whole biography. My name is Tokura Misaki, the girl with the blonde hair is Tatsunagi Kourin, the boy with the glasses is Komoi Shingo, the energetic red head is Ishida Naoki, also our co-captain and last but not least our captain and leader, Sendou Aichi," Misaki said, smiling at me. Okay, I hope I won't get the names confused.

"Thank you very much for the introduction, Tokura-san, you're welcome to call me Kyoshiro," I said, bowing down. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Naoki smile at me.

"Save the formalities! You can call me Naoki as well and I think no one in the room will mind if you call them by their given names."

"Alright, so who am I going against then?" I asked, feeling the sweat already at my hands. All of them exchanged looks and then whispered something into each other's ears. So what is going on now? Were they putting me against the strongest fighter, only because I won some silly tournament two years ago? I didn't want that! I'll have to give those guys from Dragon Tamer a call, that they totally complicated my way on entering the Cardfight Club.

"Kyoshiro, you're facing Sendou Aichi."

Just great, I can already see myself sitting at the chess table.

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A/N Well, I hope you liked it. Do you think, Kyoshiro will be able to join the Cardfight Club?