"And here we are - home," Yusei announces as the garage door closes behind him.

Judai sprints inside, whipping his head side to side as his bangs flap around. He had his mouth open in excitement as it very slowly fades away, as do the sparkle in his eyes.

Where Yusei lived was rather...simple. Sure, Judai lived in a dorm that wasn't exactly Obelisk Blue or fancy, but he was okay with it. But wouldn't the future have nothing but fancy and high tech kind of stuff like robot maids, floating beds, hologram TV panels, and food that cooks itself or even go POOF! right infront of you on the table. But, from what the young man can tell, its a simple home you'd find in his era, too. The majority seems to be stone and wood, almost like a cabin but underneath some kind of clock store.

Yusei, right behind him, senses the enthusiasm plummet.

He asks him, "Judai? What is it?"

Judai turns on his heel and looks at the Signer, his arms crossed as his eyebrows furrow down. His bottom lip was pouting.

"Ya know," the brunette says, "I thought a home would be more futuristic. Especially if you're so famous."

Yusei blinks at the comment but shrugs. "Hey, it's a roof with a bed. I think it sounds pretty good enough to me."

"I guess," Judai mutters as he walks around, surveying the area, trying not to be disappointed. He drops down his bag onto the couch, causing some dust to explode into the air. He can hear Yusei's footsteps trail away as he explores into the living room area.

"Hey, anything would want to eat or drink? I know its late, but figured you're up for something." Yusei calls out to Judai from the kitchen.

"Mm-mnn," Judai shakes his head as he walks to the small desk that had a few desktop computers.

Yusei leans to the side to peer into the living room. Judai was looking at the desk, up and down on the wood and up at the wall, noticing the boards that had a few sheets of paper up. It was pinned with schedules, small little notes, and some sort of map of an area that had areas blacked out in marker, catching Judai's curiosity a bit.

He sounds disappointed, Yusei thinks to himself as he fixes himself a glass of milk. Guess he figured I lived all high and top. Now, Jack wouldn't mind that, but we can't afford that. Damn, I hope he's okay with this-

"Wow these have to be, like, the best couches ever!"

Yusei looks up and walks out of the kitchen with his glass to see what the ruckus was all about.

Judai was stretching out on the big couch in the room, his arms and legs in the air until he sighs contently, kicking off his boots. When the first boot clunks on the floor, his arm raises up with a surprised "Oh!". From Yusei's angle, all he can see is the one red-sleeved arm in the air and two skinny legs dangling off the opposite end of a couch, a red boot hanging by his toes.

"Uh, is it okay for me to take off my boots?" Judai asks, wiggling his index finger up in the air.

Yusei smiled softly as he takes his glass to his lips as he responds.

"Don't worry, Japan is still Japan so the basics are all the same."

Judai signals a thumbs up as he gives his foot a slight kick, flinging his boot off, clunking next to the one already on the floor.

Yusei approaches the couch and rests his elbows on it, holding his glass firmly as he looks at Judai.

As usual, Judai had his arms crossed behind his head. His eyes were closed, his breathing steady; one look at him and would make anyone envious of how happy-go-lucky his nature is. He was smiling in pure innocent bliss. Yusei watches him relax on the couch.

Finally, he mentally tells himself as he closes his own eyes, feel his shoulders relax as he takes a drink of his milk. I feel so relaxed and my mind is clear again. Crimson Dragon...Perhaps you did hear my own silent prayer and even his. I'll appreciate every moment with Judai, and the rest of my best friends.

A sudden fit of laughter breaks the room, catching Yusei off guard and looks down at the Osiris Red student.

"W-what is it?" he quickly asks.

Judai was snickering into the palm of his hand, pointing up at the man.

"Milk mustache!" he finally blurts out, laughing even harder.

It takes a while for Yusei's brain to process it, but when it did, his face turned bright red, speechless.

Yusei is known for his milk drinking habit. No matter where or what, there will always be a glass of milk not too far from the fellow. When he is lost in thought, either in D-Wheel plans, fixing his deck as he come sup with deck strategies, or just suddenly thinking deep on something, a sliver of milk is always at his upper lip. His friends snicker about it, but no one has had such a hearty laugh about it as Judai is right now.

Before Yusei could quickly get into the kitchen to wipe it off, a thumb brushes over his upper lip, wiping the milk off. He gasps at the sudden warm touch and realizes he was face to face with Judai who was looking at him with a smile, his free arm crossed on the couch, resting his chin upon it.

He didn't think he could blush even harder right now.

"Judai.." Yusei barely makes out.

Judai's hand reaches up and suddenly brushes his thumb over Yusei's forehead, swiping the milk over his skin.

"Simba~"

They both were in silence.

Then, both were trying to contain themselves.

It was a failure.

Judai fell back on the couch, laughing his head off as Yusei, too, was laughing quite the bit into the back of his hand. The raven-haired youth was laughing firmly aloud, an extremely rare thing for him. But, anyone had to admit that was really funny and clever.

Judai, who was holding his gut as he was laughing away, looks at his thumb. It had a bit of milk.

When he finally calmed down, he slips the bit of his thumb into his pursed lips, closing his eyes.

His eyelids felt as if they were glued together. Past them was pure darkness.

He slowly opens his eyes, looking up into the darkness. He felt some kind of fabric under him and ontop of him. He felt like he was in a bed.

A bed...

Judai smiled sadly, closing his eyes. Surely, it was all too good to be true.

A sudden trip into the future? How dumb that was. Judai figures he must be in his quarters of the cruise line. Right, Johan got him a ship to America. It would get there in a couple of days. Weird, no ocean waves in the distance, but Judai ignores it.

What seemed to be the sad truth was that everything he believe had just happened actually didn't. None of it did.

It was all a dream then, huh? Judai bit his lip.

Alone again...He had to be the biggest idiot on the face of the earth. Guess Manjyome was right about him. How stupid can he get? No way randomly, just out of the blue, something swooshes down and takes him to what he wanted most. Shit, it had to be the dumbest thing of him to ever think. I mean, what the hell can-

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...zzzz...

A sound interrupts his mental scolding. It sounded like...snoring?

Judai looks around his surroundings, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness. As he gets a better feel of what he is on, it seems to him that it isn't a bed. It feels like a couch.

One hell of a comfortable couch.

Judai springs up in a gasp, nearly throwing his blanket out.

He definitely wasn't in the quarters of a cruise line. From what his eyes can tell him, his surroundings were of wood and stone. But some kind of figure was across him in the room. Judai waits, narrowing his eyes into the pitch black, hoping he can see.

Yusei was there. It seems he fell asleep on the smaller couch across him. He was sitting up as his head is hanging down, softly snoring.

Yusei...

Judai clenches onto the blanket. He looks down for a moment and then looks at his friend, hesitating. Finally, he stands up.

He slowly slips right beside Yusei, being as careful and quietly as possible to not wake him up. The youth places the blanket over them. Yusei shifts a bit as his head hangs to the side, resting over Judai's own head. A bit of warmth reaches his face as he listens to his soft breathing, and can actually hear the man's heartbeat right next to him.

He's real. This is real...

Judai gives way as his eyes slowly close, resting his heavy head on Yusei's shoulder, giving way to slumber's call.

Juuust a slight bit of yaoi. Late into the night, drinking my own glass of milk that suddenly gave way for an idea. Just a small little thing for you lovely readers! Hope you like!