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Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh GX
Title: Fool of Games
Characters: Juudai, Amon
Word Count: 301||Status: One-shot
Genre: Humor||Rated: G
Challenge: 31halloween: prompt #16, games
Summary: [one-shot, 31halloween, prompt #16, Juudai & Amon] When it comes to games, Juudai's the best at Duel Monsters. When it comes to everything else...not so much.

Juudai hated tennis. In all truth, he hated a lot of physical activities. Not because he was lazy (even though he was), but because tennis or baseball or swimming or anything else that didn't involve a dueling deck didn't give him the chance to really show what he was good at. He couldn't bond with a tennis racket! He couldn't form an off the cuff strategy against the waves!

Across the field, his current opponent lifted up one tennis ball, tossed it into the air, and swung his racket at a perfect angle. Juudai watched it; he was going to get it this time! It wasn't as if this were his first time playing. Tennis was just one of the phys ed activities at Duel Academia. He'd had practice.

He had a tennis ball bouncing off his forehead.

"You're really good at this." Juudai rubbed his head and grinned. "I wish Ayanokouji were still here. I'd love to see you guys going up against each other in a match." It might even be almost as interesting as a duel!

Amon Garam raised one eyebrow. "Who would that be?"

"Oh, he was this guy I dueled back in my first year. He was captain of the tennis team then. Not sure who is now." Juudai didn't keep up with things like that. "He even had a tennis theme to his deck."

"Ayanokouji." Amon seemed to taste the name. "Of Ayanokouji Motors?"

Juudai shrugged. "I guess. I didn't ask. Asuka might know, though." He picked up the tennis ball and stared at it. It wasn't the same as a card but maybe he could still try something with it? Somehow? "Ready?"

"Ready." Amon crouched and Juudai tossed up the ball, aiming for it with the same focus he drew cards with.

He missed.

The End

Note: I originally posted this back in October 2012, but now am reposting these ficlets separately instead of as a collection, in order to have each listed under their proper character and rating.