MAZICA MAZIC

Author's Note: Set during episode 1. Enjoy the story and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of MAZICA PARTY.

Pairing: Established Kezuru x Cratch.

Summary:

Kezuru is shocked to discover he's a wizard, wielding a magic pen/wand that can scratch contracts with spirit creatures called "Mazin" to battle and capture other Mazin. But who's gonna believe his crazy story?

Cratch had a cute, darling face, but was quite the sly hotshot. He'd constructed a reputation around junior high (some even claimed around Tokyo) as a stuck-up thorny know-it-all, and didn't play favourites with who he released this persona on, including his friend Kezuru.

Passersby used the word "friend" because it wasn't extremely cut-and-dried what they were. Ask the girls, and they'd tell you Kezuru and Cratch were actually a special item, just not your typical alpha male and wallflower layout. In Kezuru and Cratch's case, it was more follow the leader; the slighter Cratch the undisputed director of Kezuru's behaviour.

Today, that setup was on full feature. From what their fellow students snooped bits and pieces of, Cratch had laid the bait in the form of Mazica Corporation's new card game, MAZICA PARTY, and was waiting until after class to introduce the game to a pumped Kezuru.

That isn't to say their relationship was one where one party took unfair advantage of the other. Though Kezuru could be annoyingly persistent, evinced by the way he whined to Cratch during and between classes, Cratch absorbed all the attention. Cratch left breadcrumbs for Kezuru to bother him about, and was tickled blue and yellow when Kezuru came looking. Kezuru, in turn, clutched onto Cratch's back and made him pull him through the halls while taunting "You like this, don't you?"

It was a real "you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours"-style contract.

Sometimes, it came crumbling down, only to bounce back up and stabilize.

"Are you being serious right now?" Cratch yawned on the opposite end of the line, having listened to enough stuttered-out stories from Kezuru he was practically a card-carrying skeptic.

He'd heard of The Boy Who Cried Wolf before. Never The Boy Who Cried Cat!

"Se-se-se-seriously! The CEO of Mazica Corporation – you know, the Jeff Johns – gave me this super awesome, ultra rare cyber gadget! It's called the Mazica Gear, and it let's me do magic!"

"Hm-hm-hm!" Cratch singsonged his hallmark retort, which only Kezuru could stand. "You've obviously been dreaming again!"

"I'm serious! I almost died!"

"Balloo-balloo-ballo. Nya!" Cratch caught wind of an unfamiliar giggle, followed by a pop. Like a balloon being popped.

"Shut up!" Kezuru's squawk was fire against lightning.

"HUH? What was that?"

"Not what. Who. It's Balloonya."

"Balloonya?"

"He resembles the cat spirit from my dream! He pushed me off a building…and then saved me! Now, he's reading 3 Piece in my room!"

"Oh na, you're totally dreaming! Cat spirits reading manga in your room? Please."

"It's not a dream! I swear, Cratch!"

"Whatever. If you'll excuse me, I'm heading to bed, Ke-zuru!"

"Seriously, Cratch! Don't hang up!"

"I need to get my eight hours. I can't be dancing all the time." Cratch inflated the situation. "Tell me again in the future. When I'm not an early bird."

"But–!"

"Unless you're ready to party?" Cratch reverted to his mischievous attitude, causing a That fast? to fly through Kezuru's mind. "Fuffufu~n Come over and let's get this party started, yo! Let's scratch!"

"YEAHHHHH, nope! You're not breaking my butt, hahaha!" Kezuru laughed at the joke.

"Cratch's Law #7000: For me to believe any of his stories, Kezuru better present proof accompanied by pizza."

"I remember. I remember. Sleep nice, 'kay?"

"I will! 3, 2, 1! Later, alligator!"

The smartphone went silent, leaving Kezuru with the wheezing helium sounds of his partner Mazin's snoring.

"Balloo-balloo-balloo. Balloo-balloo-ba."

Creatures straight out of his dreams, a power UP UP UP wizard pen, and a buzzing boyfriend! Crap, what's next? Magic school?

Seriously!