A/N: So…I have always wanted to write Zexal, and more importantly, Keyshipping, fanfiction for a while. I eventually gave in, and TA-DA~!
Crappy (yay!) story!
Anyways, hints of Flowershipping (which I may or may not explain if I ever turn this into an actual fic) and Keyshipping.
Kay, sorry. I don't own Zexal.
School Shenanigans
Chapter 1: Astral World can't cook
Yuma stuffed the last bit of the bitter cake into his mouth as Astral sat in front of the boy from the other side of the table. The former spirit watched the black-haired duelist, eagerly waiting for his reaction.
When the younger of the two boys managed to swallow the piece without gagging at the horrible taste, the pale, light blue haired male edged a little closer; his expression showing he was more curious than ever.
"Was it any good?" he asked as his mismatched eyes of gold and white seemed to sparkle for Yuma's approval.
The tanned boy glanced away briefly before locking his ruby colored eyes with his best friend's.
Truth be told, it tasted horrible, but he didn't want to say that!
He had only gotten his best friend back around a month ago when Yuma and his friends had gone to help Astral fight the force of Chaos which was a result of Astral not destroying Barian World.
…..And after the whole situation, the former blue spirit had informed Yuma he would be coming back with him.
The boy had been overjoyed at first, but when the two, along with the rest of Yuma's friends, arrived back to Earth, the predicament of how Astral would live came up.
Luckily, the Tsukumo family, which included Kazuma and Mirai, had been generous enough to adopt his now human best friend, but it came with the black-haired duelist having to share his room with the former being from Astral World.
The tanned boy had to admit it had been a little awkward at first when the two were first roommates, but it seemed the light haired male had remembered most of the things Yuma had told him about…They were able to get along comfortably after the first week or so.
It was a nice arrangement really, and it showed, especially since that same week Astral began to attend school with Yuma.
It was pretty helpful as the former spirit was intelligent and often helped the tanned boy out with his homework and whatnot. As for the teenage Tsukumo, he usually assisted his friend by explaining more things revolving around human life.
Actually, one thing Astral seemed to be interested about lately was culinary arts.
In fact, the pale male had actually been pretty persistent about the topic, and eventually, after enough pestering, Yuma had gone to the bookstore and bought about three cookbooks for him.
He could remember his friend's surprised yet delighted expression when he handed the items to him, and since then, the former spirit would spend every spare moment he had studying the book.
Sadly, it seemed useless considering the tanned boy had to lie every time he had something Astral prepared, but it wasn't too bad.
He still thought it was pretty adorable that his best friend wished to learn how to cook. So there was that….
A small smile formed on his lips as he gazed at the male with light blue hair.
"Yuma?" asked his best friend as he tilted his head in confusion. "Is it bad?"
Right, he had forgotten to answer the slightly older male.
"Uh n-no! It tasted pretty good! Better than last time, yup!" the boy blurted out. It wasn't necessarily a lie. Astral was somewhat improving...and by somewhat, he meant there was a .0000000001% improvement on his cooking skills.
"I'm glad to hear you enjoyed it," replied Astral, seemingly not picking up Yuma's badly told lie.
Silence followed as the two sat; Astral smiling softly as he stared at Yuma. The younger boy began tapping lightly on the table as he tried to find a way to continue their conversation.
"Uhhh..." started the mainly black haired male before he snapped his fingers and grinned, "Do you wanna play video games? It's just us two right now, and we can get away without doing our chores a little longer!"
"But Yuma isn't it our responsibility to do our chores? We aren't paying to stay here nor do we pay for food. It's the least we could do," the older boy countered, raising an eyebrow.
"Nah! Come on!" Yuma urged as he stood up, grabbed Astral by the hand, and led him upstairs to their room. "Tetsuo lent me one of his new games! I hear it's really good!"
Astral rolled his eyes but nodded, "Very well, Yuma. Just please don't try to hide behind me when Akari yells at you for not washing the dishes again."
"I will, I will! Now let's go play! You walk to slow!"
Yuma sat by the older blonde male, groaning as he rested the right side of his face on the cold surface of the lunch table.
The former WDC champion grunted once more as he clutched his stomach in pain. Astral's meals were going to be the death of him….
"What's wrong with you?" Mizael asked, cocking an eyebrow. "You're acting stranger than usual."
"Astral's...cooking," managed to reply the younger male as another whimper escaped his lips.
"What about it?"
"It's...it's...Ughh...horrible," the Tsukumo teenager cringed as he imagined the horrible torture he had been put through for the past week.
"Does he know this?"
"...No."
Mizael rolled his eyes, "You're an idiot."
"H-hey," Yuma weakly shot back in annoyance.
"Oh, speaking of horrible cooks, Astral's coming," the blonde dragon tamer warned, smirking at Yuma's panicked reaction. The younger boy suddenly shot up and tried to grin as if nothing was wrong before realizing his best friend was nowhere to be seen.
"Just kidding," Mizael stated afterwards, laughing when Yuma glared and stuck his tongue out at him.
However, the light blue haired boy suddenly turned the corner and approached the two males, holding a lunchbox.
The dragon tamer glanced at the tanned boy's expression and fought the urge to burst into a raging fit of laughter upon seeing the terrified look the black-haired duelist held.
"Yuma!" called Astral as he waved towards the boy.
"Hey Astral," The red-eyed teenager responded as he tried smiling.
"I brought you lunch today," his friend beamed as he sat in front of the teenage Tsukumo just like he had done for the past month or so.
"Just like you have for the past week," Yuma laughed nervously, wondering if it was possible for him to stomach today's meal.
Regardless, he would try.
"What's on the menu today?" he asked, hoping it would be something considerably small.
"I believe the term used is 'tuna casserole'. However, I put it in a rice ball as you seem to thoroughly enjoy them...Or should I not have done that?"
"No, that's fine! That's fine, really," the tanned boy assured his friend, grinning. "Thanks! I...really...eugh...a-appreciate it."
Mizael stood up, annoyed at the two's conversation. He glanced at them and said, "If you see Durbe, tell him that I'll be at the library."
"Very well," Astral replied as his black-haired friend studied the food without trying to make it obvious.
He seemed to pale upon finishing his inspection.
Anyways, the blonde-haired male left the duo, and the light haired boy turned to find his companion holding the food in his hand.
Yuma no longer felt pain in his gut but rather nervousness as he opened his mouth to take a bite.
However...
"HAVEN'T I TOLD YOU TWO BEFORE?"
The boy nearly dropped the item as he quickly looked up to find some teacher scolding his two friends; the fair green-haired girl named Kotori and the dark chocolate-haired boy, Alito.
The former WDC Champion blinked in mild shock and confusion while his partner turned and watched the two.
Kotori had placed the palm of her hands against her face as she furiously blushed in an embarrassed fashion. However, Alito stood with his arms crossed with a smug expression on the viewable side of his face.
"I wonder what's going on...?" the boy with black hair wondered as he continued watching the teacher, a rather old and stout man Yuma had the luck of never meeting, yell at the two.
"Perhaps they were being intimate," Astral mindlessly suggested.
"A-ASTRAL!" cried a flustered tanned boy.
"What? Did I say something wrong, Yuma?"
"Well, k-kinda."
The male with mismatched eyes gave his partner a questioning stare, "Okay..."
However, after moments of Yuma gazing down in an uncomfortable manner, the former Astral being began to watch the educator scold his friends once more.
"A purrrfect day, isn't it nya~?" Cat purred from right behind the black-haired duelist, making him jump. She paused however as she began to sniff around curiously. Her search led her to the lunch in front of Yuma, and the catlike girl blinked in mild surprise.
"Yuma, why do you have cat food as your lunch, nya~?" questioned the girl as she pointed towards the food.
"What? What are you talking about?" a bewildered Yuma Tsukumo inquired, gazing at his meal momentarily before staring at her. "Cat food? But this is tuna casserole!"
"No it's not, nya~," Cathy shot back.
"Yes it is!"
"Nu-uh, nya!"
Yuma rolled his eyes in frustration but suddenly got an idea.
"Okay, okay...Maybe it is cat food."
"Of course it is, nya~! I would know better than anyone, nya~!" practically boasted the feline-like girl as she placed her paws on her hips.
"Sure...Quick, take the food while Astral isn't looking," Yuma whispered, quickly grabbing the container and extending it towards her.
"What? Can't you just throw it away, nya?" the girl with glasses questioned, somewhat refusing to take the lunch in question.
"Pleaseeee?" the boy begged as he pouted in an adorable fashion. "Do it while Astral's distracted."
A slight blush formed on Cathy's cheeks as she hesitantly took the food, "O-okay...What do I do with it…uh n-nya?"
"Just throw most of it away or something."
"Okay," she left without another word. Yuma turned his attention to see the teacher, followed by Kotori and Alito, walk out of the cafeteria, and most likely, to the principal's office.
The light blue haired boy turned back to face Yuma as he lazily rested his cheek on the palm of his left hand.
"That was rather amusing to see," he noted, closing his eyes as if he were thinking long and hard.
"What were they doing?"
"You weren't paying attention?"
"Uhh no...I was eating the lunch you made me," the tanned boy lied once more.
His best friend opened an eye, the white one actually, and the younger of the two could already tell his companion was looking for his approval.
"It was nice! It tasted a little odd, but in a good way, ya know?"
"You think so? I was a little worried about your reaction."
"Aww, well...don't sweat it!"
Astral could only give a dazzling smile at his friend, and Yuma assumed he had not noticed the lunchbox was not in the tanned boy's possession.
Regardless, the younger boy swiftly stood up from his seat which caused the former Astral being to stare at him in a shocked yet curious demeanor.
"I...Uhh...I gotta go! I was gonna ask Rio something! See ya later!" quickly excused the black-haired duelist as he took off running.
He felt so guilty.
A/N: Gaaaaasp. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?
Also, yeah….Join me next chapter in which we introduce more characters, maybe? O_o
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And tell me if the characters were in character enough. I'm not sure.