Tch. I don't love Yuma Tsukumo. The only person I love about is Haruto. And Mr 'Kattobingu da' isn't going to change that.
Why should I be interested in his big red eyes and adorable baby face and that bright smile of his and his big heart and his sunlike personality and his sexy boot-
Why the hell am I thinking this? I'm 18 for God's sake! I should not be thinking about a 13-year-old boy in that manner!
But…
I sighed. I probably need some more coffee. That makes everything better.
Then I found that I was muttering 'kaitobingu' under my breath and I immediately cursed myself.
Why am I even friends with Yuma? He's annoying. He talks too loud, he rarely pays attention to anything important-
Wait, did I just call Yuma my friend?! Since when did I, Kaito Tenjo have friends?
Chris doesn't count. He was my mentor.
I groaned. I drank three cups of coffee already and it isn't helping at all.
Geez I never thought that thinking about a boy would hurt my head that much.
Or make my heart pound as hard as it did.
Or make my stomach have butterflies.
…wait, what?
Wasn't all that happening during our last duel?
I can feel it! Your heart pounding!
That's what Yuma said to me. During the duel, he could feel my heart racing for him.
Except he didn't know it was racing for him and thought it was for duelling. I just went along with it.
I opened my eyes (when did I close them?) to see a familiar blue-and-red haired duelist waving his hand in front of me. "Uh, Kaito?" he asked.
I felt my lips twitch upwards. OK, maybe I did love Yuma Tsukumo.
But it's not like I'm telling him that.