A/N: Because I have an unwarranted belief that my ideas are worth sharing, I really want to delve into the post-ARC-V world and flesh it out more. But since I can't just post a chapter just dedicated to me just explaining what I imagine happens, my only options are to either slowly explore it in the story, or cover some small facts in the author's notes of every chapter.

I'm going to do both. So starting with next chapter, I'll start giving out a random fact or idea I had about the Dimensions, the characters, or future events. Hopefully this will make the story I want to tell seem more interesting to you guys. And with any luck, I'll be able to actually explore these facts in more detail in the story proper.

Until then, please enjoy Yugo's very own chapter.

Do you know what my favorite thing about Yuya is? He's very good to Clear Wing Synchro Dragon. But do you know what my second favorite thing about Yuya is? He's decided to let each of us have a day in control of his body.

Yuri has Saturdays. Or did. Between the race war he started and what happened with the bird a couple days ago, don't think Yuya will let him have a turn for a while. Yuto has Thursdays. Me? I have Fridays. And Yuya has the other four days, and all evenings.

Today things were a little different, though. Even though it was a Monday, Yuya let me take the body for a spin. Something about having to talk to Yuri about what he did over the weekend. Yuto said that he was willing to let me have today. Pretty cool, huh?

Yuto is a pretty cool guy. He's been helping me with my writing. He said that one day I should try writing my own stories. Maybe I'll do that!

I'm going to school now. Me and Yuzu are walking there together. Maybe she'll let me talk to Rin later?

XOXO
YUGO

A day at Maiami Second Middle School started with homeroom. The first period varied by day, and would be followed by second period, then lunch, and then two other classes. Aside from gym class, all of their classes took place in homeroom, with a teacher coming to the classroom to teach their class.

Since government-funded non-dueling schools had taken a lot of budget cuts, coupled with a lack of teachers with educations outside of Duel Monsters, many teachers were left teaching a variety of classes for their students. In Yuya's class's case,the teacher for most of their first period classes was also their homeroom teacher, Miss Satonaka. And that day, they were learning about art.

"It can help you understand a person's feelings, or communicate in a way you can't through words," Miss Satonaka would say about the subject. "You can learn much about history by the art of that era... And it could also help you get a successful career, like being a Duel Monsters card artist, or designing posters for Duel Monsters tournament."

Miss Satonaka was a woman with with curly brown hair, thick circular glasses, a nasaly voice, and a face that only a mother could love. She was a wallflower, and would often not be noticed by others in the room. She was liked by her students because her willingness to help them, but would often go unnoticed unless she spoke directly to them.

The last part was particularly relevant that day. Because it was time for attendance, Miss Satonaka was repeatedly calling out Yuya Sakaki's name while staring directly at Yugo.

Yugo remained at his seat, staring at the notebook, sketch book and pencil case that had been handed out earlier. Having never experienced an art class before, he was excited to see what was in store. Frankly, he was never big on education. But a class dedicated on coloring on a piece of paper? He knew he could totally ace it.

"Sakaki?" the teacher called out. "Yuya Sakaki?"

Yuzu, who had naturally taken a seat beside Yugo, tapped his head. "Yugo, she's calling you."

"Oh? Huh?" he snorted. "Me? Teacher lady, I'm not Yuya."

The woman rolled her eyes in disbelief. Several students turned to face Yugo in confusion. Some of them had curious looks, though a few had more derisive stares and frowns.

"Very funny, Mr. Sakaki," Satonaka responded dryly. "If this is supposed to make me egao, it's not."

"For real, miss lady, sir!" Yugo snapped back. "The name's Yugo."

"Fusion? Like the car-"

"Not Fusion!" he roared. He raised a fist and shook it, like some old man who wanted to scare off some kids who trespassed on his lawn. "Not Fusion, Yugo!"

"So you're not Yuya?"

"No, I'm Yugo."

"So that means Yuya is skipping class," the teacher said finally. "First he nearly kills us all, now he's becoming a delinquent."

The teacher ran her hand down the clipboard, examining each of the remaining student names. She stopped at the name just below Yuya's, then tapped her finger on it.

"Sawatari?" the woman called out. "Is Sawatari here today."

"Oh, Miss Satonaka," Yuzu called, raising her hand. "Sawatari's not in our class anymore."

The teacher tapped her finger to her temple, then widened her eyes. "Oh yes, I remember the principal saying something... Then is Sawaggi in the class? Nozomu Suwaggi?"

The teacher continued on with the role call, though Yugo had completely lost interest in that. Instead, he leaned in closer to Yuzu. Noting this, Yuzu also leaned her body close to Yugo's.

"What happened to Sawatari?" he whispered to her. "He's still alive, right?"

"I'm not sure where he's gone, Yugo," Yuzu whispered back. "He hasn't been at school since he regained his memories of the previous universe. Last Friday, our homeroom teacher told us that he transferred schools."

"Oh, right," Yugo said solemnly. "So I don't know what you're talking about, but do you know why he left?"

"I don't know," Yuzu confessed. "No one's been able to contact him."

Yugo leaned back an looked off in thought. He was kind of hoping to see Shingo again. Their duel in the Friendship Cup was still carved in Yugo's mind and filled his imagination.

But at least he had art class. Yugo opened his sketch book to the first page, then spilled the contents of his pencil case over it. Crayons and colored pencils poured down, with some rolling off the side of his desk and onto the floor.

Time to art, right? Yugo grabbed hold of a red pencil, then started to run it across the paper. He would switch to orange, to black, to blue, and to various other colors. Yugo put all of his focus onto creating his picture.

About nine minutes passed when Yuzu looked over to Yugo and tapped his shoulder. But Yugo, completely focused on his art, didn't seem to even notice the tapping, much less acknowledge it.

"A very lovely picture, Mr. Yugo," Satonaka told him. "However, you were supposed to write down notes on the Rococo movement before we could draw anything."

The teacher stood before Yugo's deck, but Yugo still focused on his art. His hands dashed across the page, and he could haphazardly toss a pencil to the side when he was done with it. He was pouring all of his focus on his art.

Until Yuzu grabbed his ear and pulled him right out of the chair.

With a yelp, Yugo jumped up and pulled himself out of the grasp. "Hey, who did that?! You want a punch to the face?!"

He turned to look at to side, to see an angry Yuzu with her hands on her hips. She leaned in and glared at him with her bright, fiery orange eyes.

"R-Rin?" he asked. Now his voice was much softer, and he was blushing. "Rin!"

Yugo reached out to hug his friend. However, he was met with a foot to the stomach. Pained, he fell backwards into his seat, and was met with laughter from the rest of the class.

"Yuzu said you were having trouble in class," Rin told him sternly. "Looks like it's my job to babysit you, again."

"Well, I wasn't doing anything wrong," Yugo grumbled. "This is art class, and I did art. How's that wrong?"

"You weren't listening to the teacher, and you were drawing whatever you wanted. You need to Pay. Attention. In. Class."

"We don't even need class, Rin! It's not fun!"

"It's not supposed to be fun!"

"Then why are we here?"

"We have to go to school!"

"No we don't, though!"

The class kept their eyes on the drama. Partly because seeing a couple fight in public was as entertaining as it was awkward. Mostly because it was a distraction that kept them from doing actual schoolwork.

"Yes, we do!" Rin snapped.

"This is stupid!" Yugo yelled. "Let's just skip!"

"What don't you get about 'we have to go to school?!'"

"You're not my mom, Rin! Stop acting like one!"

"I wouldn't have to if you didn't act like a child!"

Oh shit, this was excellent drama. There were whispers amongst the class; some were making jokes about their "troubled romance," while several others were talking amongst themselves about who was right here.

Sensing the tension, Miss Satonaka stepped in between the two kids. And the class was once again made aware of her presence. All eyes fell on her now.

"How about we stop arguing and start learning?" she told them. "Maybe Yugo will like what he learns about. And Yugo, your art really is good. I really like the, uh, red parts."

"The red represents things I lost in the war," Yugo told her. "Most of them came back to me, but I'll never forget Rin being taken... Or the time that jerk, Yuri killed me."

The teacher nodded solemnly. "I'm familiar with that pain. My fiance lost his parents during the war."

Yuzu turned to look at the teacher. "The Dimensional War?"

"Yes. My fiance's parents were killed by Academia, stomped to death by a Solid Vision monster."

"Oh, that sounds pretty cool," Yugo said muttered. "I want to draw that. I'm going to draw that."

"I really want you kids to learn about art," Satonaka sighed. "It can help you understand a person's feelings, or communicate in a way you can't through words. When I feel bad, that's the only way I can express how I feel."

Rin went back to her seat and folded her hands on her desk. She wanted to show the teacher that at least she was listening to her. "I can understand that. We can do the same, with dueling."

Miss Satonaka nodded again. "I really love teaching art most of all. You can understand people by what they make, because it's an expression of who they are. You can be as creative and fun as you want, and your feelings and ideas will reach people."

"That sounds so beautiful," Rin said, smiling. "I can't wait to learn more about art now, so I can do all that. And I'm sure Yugo feels the same. Right Yugo?"

Rin turned to Yugo. "Yugo?"

She didn't notice earlier, but Yugo had returned to drawing immediately after he last spoke. In her rage, Rin reached out her hand and forcefully grabbed at the sketchbook from under him.

"Hey, cut it out!"

Rin pulled the sketch book harder, and the book was lifted out of Yugo's hold. Pencils and crayons clattered to the floor.

"You need to pay attention, this class is impor... tant..."

Rin's eyes fell onto the picture. It was her, in her original body. A detailed, rather realistic portrait of her holding an half-drawn card. Wisps of red obscured parts of her body, and there were thin outlines of what appeared to be claws, coming from behind the scene to grab her. The claws were long and sharp, and circular orbs were attached behind them. Only one finger had been colored; it was a light shade of purple.

"Yugo..." Rin gasped. "Yugo, this is beautiful. I forgot how good of an artist you were."

"Riiiin!" Yugo whined. "We grew up together. I spent so long looking for you. I saved you from that tower! And you couldn't even remember something about me?"

Rin turned to him, looking rather annoyed and flustered. "He-hey, don't make me the bad guy here, you jerk!"

"You're the one who forgot my talent and took my book! Now give it back, it's not yours!"

"But the picture's me! I want to keep it."

"I don't care, I didn't finish it yet!"

"That doesn't matter! Besides, I need to hold on to it, so you won't keep drawing instead of listening."

To say that the rest of the art class was odd would be an understatement. Rin would continue to scold Yugo on his behavior, and Yugo would argue with her. Miss Satonaka would break up (or try to break up) their quarreling, only for the two to end up arguing once more. The class, however, was very much entertained by what they were seeing.

A/N: Miss Satonaka had met her fiancee shortly after the Dimensional Highway opened, which happened less than a month before this chapter. She moves faster than anyone in the Synchro Dimension, to be quite honest.

I was thinking about promoting my Twitter here, as a way for people to get instant notifications about the fic. But my Twitter's really shit; it's just all about muscular men, my online duels, and updates about my pets. I can't subject you guys to that kind of awful, boring torture. But I might make a Twitter for Yuri, which could also have updates for the fic. But I'm still thinking, since that would be a ton of work. What do you guys think?