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by reminiscent-afterthought

[drabble collection] They were small and almost insignificant in the larger picture, but without those moments, the story of life would fall apart. / 19. When Kazuma first met Astral, he reminded him of Yuuma, 20. Even after Galaxy Queen was gone, it was still Robin who walked out the door, 21. Akari tried to stop Yuuma's duels, but their grandmother encouraged him instead.

1. Durbe&Nasch, Friendship

A/N: This collection contains uncorrelated drabbles (no poetry) part of several different challenges (and possibly competitions too) from the Yugioh ZEXAL Fanfiction Challenges Forum (link's on my profile)

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a collection of drabbles

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Character(s): Durbe, Nasch
Challenge(s): ZEXAL Flash Bingo, #011 – genre: friendship

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Nasch was relieved to see the silhouette of Durbe and his Pegasus against the clouds. He wasn't the first to spot the pair; guards had been on watch since an afternoon ago, and one had ran to his throne room with the news.

By the time he and Merag had emerged on the balcony, children from the palace had spilt into the courtyard and were pointing excitedly. But Nasch could not be excited, nor happy: just relieved. And Merag, always there like the supporting shadow that walked just behind, was equally sombre and relieved.

Durbe and his Pegasus landed down below, and the children surged forward. It took a moment for the young knight to untangle himself from them, then another as he spoke with two of the guards.

Nasch frowned a little as he remembered his argument with them. Merag squeezed his shoulder, and the pair of them watched Durbe bid farewell to the guards and make his way inside. He confessed himself pleased to note the guards hadn't insisted on escorting him – though he couldn't blame their suspicions. With war looming overhead, an enemy could attack from anywhere.

But Nasch trusted Durbe, and soon, Durbe is in the throne room and wearing a tight smile, and Nasch is wearing an equally forced expression as he embraces his friend. 'I was worried you wouldn't come,' he confessed as they parted and Durbe bowed politely to Merag, who replied with a curtsey.

Durbe's expression softened a bit. 'I had to come,' he said. There was much else he could have said after that, but he chose the simplest of them: 'I am your friend.'

Nasch hid his expression to that, so Merag took the reins of the conversation. 'I hope the guards did not trouble you,' she said. 'I'm afraid we're all a little on edge as of late.'

Durbe looks at the still-strained form of Nasch before replying: 'Not at all; they simply told me to look after their King.'

Nasch nodded slowly at that. 'I see,' he said, before giving his head a little shake. 'Durbe, do you bring any news with you?'

Durbe did, and with it their brief reunion came to a halt, and the war council which he had come to attend began.