It was a nice, sunny afternoon. Yuma had been spending time with Kotori as usual. They had been walking around Heartland, occasionally walking into a shop or two. Unfortunately the pair didn't find anything they needed, although Yuma eventually stopped somewhere and bought himself a few new cards and couldn't wait to duel with them later.
They were about to head to Yuma's house when they smelled something delicious. "Hey Kotori, what's that? It smells really good."
"I don't know but you're right, it smells great! Hey… isn't that Shark?" Yuma looked to where Kotori was pointing. They saw Shark handing out something from his car. The two of them watched as people walked away from Shark's car with handfuls of the food.
"Hey Shark!" Yuma called out, running to him. "What are you doing here? Is that food?!" He says excitedly.
Shark looks up to see who's calling his name. It's Yuma. He goes back to giving out food, pretending not to notice him.
"Hey Shark! Shark!" He says breathlessly. "What are you doing? Are you giving out food? What is it?"
"… It's called tamales." He responds, reaching back in his car to grab a few more tamales to hand out.
"Tama-what?" Yuma asks.
"Tamales. Pay attention Yuma." Kotori piped up.
"Yes, what Kotori said." Shark replied.
"What are tamales?" Yuma questioned. He looked at the things in Shark's hand. They were wrapped individually and smelled wonderful to both Yuma and Kotori. "Are those tamales? Why are you giving them out?"
Shark glares at Yuma. "I'm not giving them out. I'm selling them."
Yuma blinked. "I see. Why are you selling them? I didn't know you sold them."
"I'm selling them because I can. Now are you going to buy some or not? If not get out of here." Shark said, obviously getting irritated.
"Can I have one Shark?" Kotori asks. She starts digging out money from her pocket until Shark stops her.
"It's fine, Kotori. You don't have to pay me. I'll give you both one. For free." He hands a tamale to Kotori, then another to Yuma.
Yuma opens the wrapper immediately, about to bite into it. "Yuma! That's not how you eat it!" Shark exclaimed. Yuma pulled the wrapper away from his face, looking confused. "How do you eat it?"
"You pull the shell off, then you eat it." He tells them. They both follow his instructions, removing the shell carefully. Once it's removed they both bite into it. "This tastes amazing. Did you make these yourself?" Kotori asks him.
"Yeah… I did." Shark tells them.
"You did great." She says, smiling. Shark smiles back at her.
"It's good!" Yuma interrupts, his mouth full. He eats the last of it and asks "Can I have another?" Both Shark and Kotori look at him and sigh. "I don't know, can you?" The other male asks, a smirk on his face. He reaches behind him and gets another one, handing it to Yuma.
He watches his friends eat, smiling. Shark's happy that they both enjoyed his cooking. Especially Kotori. He decided from then on to try and make the effort to talk to her more often.