Grand Extreme, or Get Him to the Creek
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! SEVENS series.
Pairing: Established Yuga x Luke.
Summary:
Ohdo Yuga can't swim. Kamijo "Luke" Tatsuhisa recommends (more like forces) Yuga learn how.
"What argument did you use to make Neiru agree to this?" Yuga cried, kicking frantically to avoid dying at 11.
They were in the artificial not!legendary ocean Goha Yujin ordered Neiru to initialize, which Luke ordered Neiru to order Sebastian to refill. Yuga accepted it as a scientific fact that the water wings under his arms and Luke's arms around him were presently his sole equipment for staying afloat.
"Hey, I may not be a Goha president yet, but I'm still the King of Duels! That's got to count for something, Yuga!"
"I'm going to drown, Luke!" the tiny tinkerer gurgled, trying to keep the seawater out of his mouth. "Call the lifeguard!"
"Concentrate on me, Yuga! I'm your lifeguard! I will guard your life!"
"You want everyone to concentrate on you, Luke!"
"Don't make me repeat myself!"
"Repeating yourself is your signature move! This isn't a Duel! A summon chant won't help me here!"
"Hu, hu, hu! You're swimming on your own, so my strategy of distracting you worked out!"
Yuga looked down to the empty, blinking space where Luke's hands were previously. He was frightened, but elated he wasn't sinking.
"I'm doing it! I'm doing it!" Yuga gasped from his thrill and his relief.
"Told you you could, Yuga! Am I ever wrong?"
"All the time! But thanks for the vote of confidence, The Lukeman!" Yuga's tongue slipped.
Psychologically destroyed by his greatest shame once again, Luke eked out a series of stunned sounds before he went under, and a vertical trail of bubbles as he went under.
Yuga rotated his head around for the legitimate Goha-installed lifeguard. "Ah jeez. I might've killed my boyfriend."