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I think there's something seriously wrong with Jack. Or, that's what I thought until I saw my card's spirits hovering around him.

Sounds crazy, right?

"How'd you-" I begin, but it's in vain.

"Talk." Jack mutters to the dragon.

"I am your Signer dragon. You are the bearer of the Wing mark, correct?"

He nods, showing his arm again. This time, his mark was glowing.

"You boy." The dragon looks at me. "I guess you're a Signer too, otherwise, you would've gotten frozen like everybody else."

I nod, pushing my arm up like Jack, but no mark was there.

"Have you found your card yet?"

I shake my head. "I don't even know what my Signer card is."

Red-Dragon Archfiend is silent for a moment.

"It's probably somewhere you'd never expect it. You've lost your parents, correct?"

I nod again, curtly. I didn't like talking about my parents. Never have, never will. Unfortunately, it seemed like the only option at this point.

"Well, the card could be somewhere special to you."

I thought silently for a moment. I didn't have a special place—unless Jack's arms counted. I highly doubt that I would find a card there.

"You'll find it when the time is ready." Red-Dragon Archfiend finally finishes.

I nod silently, still in thought.

"Hey, aren't there five Signers? There's just myself and Fudo here, where's everyone else?" Jack brought up a good point. Normally, that'd be something I'd do.

My spirits smirk at him. I didn't know what they were saying, but it got Jack a bit flustered.

"Nevermind."

Eventually, Red-Dragon Archfiend resumes our class. We were still talking about the Signers, but everybody seemed to forget about what happened. Everybody except Jack and I.

I wanted to do more work about the Signers.

I still wasn't completely convinced about everything. I suppose I am a Signer, but I don't have a mark yet or anything. After school, Jack dropped me off at his (or should I say our) home. I decided to skip homework for once, and walked into the office, turning on the computer. While waiting for it to boot up, I sat bored for a moment. Then, an idea popped into my mind. I walked out of the office and into Jack's room. I always wondered what it looked like. He spent all of his time in there, but it was just like any other room. I knocked on the door timidly, even though I knew he wasn't there. I quickly walked (or jumped rather) in the room, closing the door softly behind me.

Jack's room looked like anybody else's. Blue walls, white ceiling, crown molding…so I didn't understand why he was so withdrawn into this place. I roamed around until I tripped over something.

"Ow.." I muttered, picking up the item I tripped over. It was a photo album. I opened up the album, skimming over the pictures. There was a little blond boy—Jack, obviously—and two adults smiling happily into the camera. This photo looked identical to the picture that was hanging on the wall on the staircase. I flipped though the photos silently. Secretly, I longed to have memories of my parents like he did, but I wasn't so lucky. All of a sudden, I heard the front door slam. My eyes widened as I scrambled to put the photo album back.

"Hello Alford. Is Fudo here?"

His voice was so loud….

I slipped out of the room just in time for him to come walking up the stairs.

"Y-Fudo? What were you just doing?"

I laugh nervously. "Just, you know, checking on that Signer stuff."

He raises an eyebrow. "Why are your hands smudged with ink?"

Why is he so attentive? "I was…printing."

"The computer hasn't even been longed into yet."

I groaned. "Leave me alone, okay?"

I pushed past him into the office, slamming the door behind.

"Stupid dumb blond…always paying attention to me…" I muttered, typing in the username and password. There was a timid knock at the door.

"What?" I was still a bit on edge.

"Chill. Just me."

Jack slips into the room again, taking a seat nearby. We're both silent for a while as I go to the Search Engine. There was no Google and Yahoo in New Domino. They'd made everything Goodwin-ized. Everything was a capital letter. Wikipedia was the Wiki. Yahoo! Mail was the Mailbox. I never understood the point of that. I decided to go to the Wiki. Surprisingly, unlike Wikipedia, it was actually pretty reliable, I learned. I typed in the word Signers.

"Why are you here Jack?" I asked suddenly. He wasn't doing anything. All he was doing was staring and watching me.

"I have nothing better to do."

I leave it at that as the page pops up.

"Signers. An elite group of people bearing the Mark of the Dragon. The five cards are—"

"Blah, blah, blah."

I roll my eyes. "How about…Mark of the Dragon?"

"Sure."

While I was searching that, Jack moved his chair closer to me. For some reason, I found it a bit harder to breathe. Not to mention, he was wearing that girly perfume that drove me crazy.

"What are you wearing?" I ask, crinkling my nose.

"Clothes." He murmurs.

"No crap."

Again, another silence. I turned my attention back to the computer screen.

"Mark of the Dragon. There are five marks—Tail, Foot, Head, Wings, and Hand. Whoever bears these marks have a special card, designated to the marks. Each person also has 'powers' associated with their marks."

Jack grunts. "Well, that explains my card talking ability."

I nod. "Right. But the only thing I can do is—"

"Touch my arm."

I blink a couple of times. "Excuse me?" I ask. "Repeat that."

"Your cards are telling me to tell you to touch my arm. The arm where my mark is."

I reach my hand out slowly, doing as he said. Jack's skin was soft and warm under his jacket. As soon as I touched him, his mark reacted. I can't really describe what I felt, but I was looking into his past of some sort. I could also see his future. I was a bit scared of what to look at first.

"Fudo?" He brought be back down to reality.

His hand was on my cheek. "You're hot."

I blush. Jack's hand still on my cheek wasn't really helping either.

"No, seriously. You're burning up. Are you okay? What did you see?" Jack was bombarding me with questions.

"One thing at a time!" I exclaim, suppressing a smile. "Um, well, I guess I feel rather hot."

Actually, I was sweating bullets. I guess seeing a past or future takes a lot out of you. In reality, I didn't see anything of Jack's past OR future. I was too afraid. He seemed like he had a great childhood, and I didn't want to see what was going to happen to him. Probably marrying some girl or something….

"Well, what did you see?" He pries further.

"I…I'm not sure." I lie.

He leaves it at that. "Alright. Do you want some ice or something?"

I shake my head, feeling the heat fade away. "Jack…" I begin awkwardly.

"Yes?"

"Can you, um, move your hand?" Truth is, I would've rather have him keep it on there.

He removes it silently, staring into my eyes. "Sorry."

I knew better. The look in his eyes didn't say he was sorry. He looked like he wanted to keep it there as much as I did. Before I knew what was going on, I found myself leaning towards him. I couldn't tell if he was moving or not, but I didn't really care.

"Fudo…" Jack whispers, his breath hitting my face. I breathed deeply before answering.

"Hmm..?" I was still in my fantasy.

"Your phone is ringing."

I hold back a groan. I quickly run out of the phone, taking the call.

"Akiza…" I whisper. "You were kinda interrupting something."

I poked my head back into the room and I saw Jack searching something on the computer. I wasn't sure, but it took everything in my power not to cut Akiza off, jump on Jack and—

"Actually, I need to tell you something."

"Well?"

"There's a purple like mark on my arm."

I dropped the phone.

"Yusei? Yusei? Are you still there?" Her voice was so loud, I could hear it—on the floor.

"Yes, I..am."

"Why'd you react like that?" Akiza asks, borderline hysterics. "I'm not going crazy am I? Did I get a tattoo and was too drunk to realize it? Did I—"

"Akiza…you need to come over. Right now."

Akiza was a Signer, I knew it. But, we still had to confirm it.

"But aren't you on the streets?"

I loved Akiza like a sister, but sometimes, she makes facts seem so harsh!

"Nope, I'm at, um, Jack's house."

There's silence on the line before she starts shrieking.

"OMG. You moved in with JACK ATLAS and you DIDN'T even tell ME?"

I groaned. Jack HAD to hear all of that.

"Akiza, just hurry…please?"

"Yes sir!"

Then the line goes dead. I take a couple of deep breaths and walks back into the office as calm as I could.

"About earlier…" he begins. "You weren't about to kiss me, were you?"

"Jack, do you always state the obvious?" I ask sarcastically.

"You know I—"

"Jack! I know you don't roll that way. But you were leaning in, weren't you?"

He looked guilty. Jack couldn't lie about that.

"Do me a favor..when Akiza comes over, make sure you're as far away as possible, got it?"

Jack looks away from me, thoroughly pissed. I get up from the desk and I walk out to prepare for Akiza.

Damn that blond.

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"I didn't ask for a smart remark." I reply, staring at him.

"And I didn't give you one."

I whip around, grabbing a hold of his wrist.

"Watch it Fudo." I mutter darkly. "I won't hesitate to kick you out."

Yusei's eyes narrow. "Kick. Me. Out."

Our faces were very close to each other's.

A little too close.