A/N: Because of my keyboard's disability to type Tea... , all names will be the Japanese names despite the Americanisms.
It was a bright sunny morning when the two friends were walking side by side. Yugi jaunted with an extra pep in his step as Jonouchi started lagging behind him. Jonouchi was heavily concentrated on skipping the cracks on the sidewalk. After attaining a good rhythm that made it easy to avoid the cracks, he picked up his speed a bit to catch up with Yugi.
Jonouchi raised an eyebrow to his friend's unusual morning happiness. Sure Yugi was much more a morning person than he was, but he looked like he was going to a duelist tournament, not to school. Then a thought occurred to him as to why Yugi might be feeling so good this morning. Today might finally be the day. "So, you gonna ask her out today or what?"
Yugi stopped dead in his tracks. Prom was coming up. Anzu didn't have a date yet. Soon the school year would be over. Not just that, high school would be over. No more chances.
"Umm, not yet." Yugi felt his nerves crawl. "Tomorrow!" Yugi said, brightly.
Jonouchi rushed up along side Yugi and smacked him on the back, "That's the spirit Yug'!" he encouraged.
Yugi scratched the back of his head and laughed. "Thanks for believing in me, Jonouchi!"
"That's what friends are for. Sticking by each other. Backin' one another up when times get... well," Jonouchi placed his hands on Yugi's shoulders and looked him directly in the eyes, "especially when his best bud is askin' out the girl of his dreams to prom. That's when a buddy needs to stand by his friend and be his wingman for support. I know you can do it Yugi!" Jonouchi gave Yugi a playful wink and Yugi laughed.
"Thanks, you really are a true friend," Yugi said.
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Jonouchi sat and attentively paid attention to the teacher as she rambled away about something that he needed to know to pass the next test. He took "notes"; if one could call them that. It seemed he just wrote down as much as he could about what the teacher said. No regard for if it was actually important. Sometimes, his own inner voice was louder than the teacher and he missed parts of what she said. To sum it up: Note taking's a bitch. And Jonouchi always had this feeling of being deathly behind in class despite doing all the work and showing up every day.
"Psst!"
Jonouchi turned to see his friend Anzu attempting the sly art of passing notes. Anzu had her mouth covered. She then looked around nervously to make sure the teacher wasn't paying attention. She wasn't. She was writing on the whiteboard. Jonouchi quickly took the note from Anzu. He tried to look as if he were just getting something from inside his backpack, simultaneously opening the note.
Meet Me At Lunch.
Jonouchi mouthed the words "Don't I always?"
Anzu and Jonouchi both noticed that the teacher was almost done with what she was writing on the board.
Anzu's bein' weird, Jonouchi thought. They always sat together, the whole gang. Usually they all got the same lunch too. Meet Me At Lunch. Was it really that important to pass a note doing class about and risk detention? Maybe she wants him to ask out Yugi for her? Or maybe she wants to know if his buddy is going to ask her out! Jonouchi couldn't help but smile about that.
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At lunch, Anzu had handed him a note on a normal sized piece of white printer paper. It was folded neatly in thirds with a small strip of tape placed horizontally to keep it closed. He was itching to open it, but he swore on his honor and pinky promised Anzu that he would wait until he got home. He thought throughout the rest of the day that it was just a note to ask him to ask Yugi to prom. Least that is how she seemed to act. He recalled her blushing shyly, swaying while twirling her hair the way cute girls do, and saying how great of a time it was going to be all of us going to prom together in the limo we had all pitched in to rent. It was completely obvious to him and he was happy to help if that is what she needs help with.
As he approached his apartment, Jonouchi preemptively took out the note and held it in his hands as he walked up the stairs. On the third floor, Jonouchi started to work at the little piece of tape holding the note in a folded position. When the tape loosened it's grip, Jonouchi twisted the key and opened his apartment door. He took one step inside before officially opening the letter. There was only one sentence on the entire page.
His stomach sank. It wasn't what he was expecting in the slightest. His mind raced as he tried to process the meaning of the words on the paper.
Will you go to prom with me? - Anzu
How was he supposed to answer that? Yugi was going to ask her. He wanted to take it all back. He wanted to tell her no and that she should go with Yugi. Jonouchi rushed to his phone. His thumb shook, almost unable to push the right numbers to call Yugi. He stopped mid number. He had to think of what he was going to say. What could he say that would not hurt his friend?
"Like a band-aid," Jonouchi sighed to himself.
A/N: Please review! This is my first angst fic. I expect the angst to go higher in part two.