Fun Fact: Yuya likes stories that have a lot of diversity. He likes it when people from all walks of life come together and egao. He can overdo it sometimes, though.
Description: Yuri subjects his brothers to his creative short story.
It was quite a fair day in the de Mille manor, thought the fair and beautiful Marchioness Yoko. She enjoyed her morning kippers and tea with her mother, the Marchioness of Seville, while discussing their daily plans and duties.
While the Marchioness of Seville read her rules to her daughter, Yoko picked at the kippers before her. "Is this not the cheapest of fish?"
"'tis!" her mother confirmed.
Yoko furrowed her brow. "But why should I not have the best of fish? Where is my salmon?"
"You can't afford to gain the weight," the Marchioness of Seville chided her. "You need to stay prim and presentable, if you want to be court the ideal man. A man who does not seek you for your money, because he already has his own."
Yoko scoffed. "You know I'm married, mama!"
Her mother asked, "How's that deadbeat husband of yours? The one who ran away to join the war efforts?"
"He's great! How's dying alone working out for you?"
Her mother shook her head furiously. She gently dropped her spoon of kippers, then pulled up a silk cloth to wipe her mouth.
"I'm serious," the Marchioness huffed. "I know that the Duke of Venom is also getting older in years, and he has the vast fortune he inherited from his father, as well as a title."
"Perhaps you're right," Yoko sighed.
"Honestly, you've already waited too long being his friend, rather than his lover. You must strike now, before another woman sinks her claws into him."
"I'll go see the Duke at once. Maybe he'll be more fun than you, mama."
Yoko now sat in the Duke's parlor. She watched him, his back turned to her, as he peered into the other room; his solarium, home to his many prized plants.
Yoko lay strewn on a couch in a rather uncouth, but suggestive position. Though she had no feelings for the man, she thought it would be fun to play along, and see where her game would take him.
"What shall we do today?" Yoko asked him.
As the Duke turned to face her, Yoko ran a hand down her dress, to push away any creases. Her fingers moved down her stomach, then crossed her hips, and made their way down her long, slender legs.
The Duke put a hand to his chin. His hungry eyes watched the woman as she moved. Without words, they could both tell what the other one wanted.
"I think I know what you want," said the Duke, Starving Valmont de Fusion Dragon.
He flicked his tail wildly. Its length and girth was enough to smash the window when it made contact. It was a thrill for anyone to see. They loved his carnage, almost as much as he did.
"But I also know that you won't give it."
Yoko smirked. "Is that so? Perhaps it's because you're not worthy."
"Perhaps it's because I haven't tried to get it. Maybe I want someone who is less experienced in the ways of the world."
"You say that, but you've heard that found yourself in the company of ill repute," Yoko countered. "Many, many times, in fact."
"Be that as it may, I like to have fun. But when I choose to stop living live and settle down, I'll be going for a woman who is young, spry, and inexperienced."
"The ones that are most fun to corrupt."
"Precisely."
"Then I might have a fun idea for a game."
The dragon raised one of his eyebrows. His claws scratched at one of his chins. "Go on."
"I'm sure you've heard of the woman, staying with my great aunt? The girl who fancies herself a future nun?"
"Black Rosa D'ragon?" the Duke wondered. "What about her?"
"It would be fun to see her stray from God's light," Yoko giggled. "And if you manage to make her lose her way, to seduce and corrupt her, then I can offer you the best of my French delights."
Valmont egao'd. "You overestimate your offer... But the hunt is the most interesting part of the game. The thrill of conquest..."
Yoko egao'd in turn. She propped herself up, then ran a hand over her bossom.
"Very well," Valmont said to her. "I'll take your bet."
Yuya, Yuto and Yugo rose from their seats and applauded for their brother's story.
"That was really good!" Yuya said cheerfully. "Probably your best story yet!"
"Coulda used more sex and violence, but I liked it," Yugo said.
But it was Yuto who clapped loudest.
"I'm really impressed!" Yuto told him. "I didn't think you could make a story like that. It was really interesting."
Yuri egao'd. A small but genuine smirk across his face.
"Glad you guys liked it," he said coolly. "Naturally, I'm my own harshest critic. But I must admit, the story was good, despite being stripped of the obscenities that made it so spicy-"
"Wait," Yuya said. "I've heard..."
Yuri's face fell. He looked at Yuya with suspicious eyes. "What is it?"
"I recognize the plot from something," Yuya explained. "A movie..."
Yugo snapped his finger. "Right! Now that you say it, didn't Ma rent out a foreign movie a couple months ago?"
"No, it's nothing," Yuri said quickly. "Yugo, you didn't even watch the movie - Yuya did."
"Yes," Yuto corrected. "But what was it called?"
"Cruel Intentions," Yuya confirmed. "It was about Sarah Michelle Gellar trying to convince her step-brother to seduce that girl."
"The vampire slayer?" Yugo asked. "She's pretty cool, I like her."
"I'm not sure what you're talking about. There weren't any vampires in the movie."
"No, I-"
Yuto's fingers tapped against the table. Once again, everyone was drawing themselves back to him, giving Yuto their attention.
"What?" Yugo asked.
"First off, Cruel Intentions is based off of a French novel," Yuto told them. "You would all know that if you read more books. But somehow, even Yuri's story slipped by me..."
"Yeah, you really dropped the ball, Yuto," Yuri said sadly. "You'll do better next time, though."
"And next time, you don't get to write the story," the purple brother countered. "We can't turn this in; it's plagiarism."
"So what?" Yuri scoffed. "I doubt anyone is going to know about some foreign novel, or a movie made by American devils."
Yugo threw his hands up. "And it's not even worth marks, so who really cares? Let's just turn i the story, call it a day, and play some video games."
"Plagiarism is serious!" Yuto growled. "What if this ends up on our permanent record? Do you think we can go to a good university then?"
"We can't get into a good university now; Yuri's a repeat offender, Yuya turned into a dragon and nearly killed everyone, and I'm not cut out for school."
Yugo's head perked up. He felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. As he turned to his right, he saw Yuya reaching out to him, egao-ing.
"We have each other," Yuya told him. "We'll all work together, cover each other's weaknesses, and keep each other out of trouble."
Yugo blushed. "N-not that I'd even be able to add anything in uni; I'm not the school type."
"We work as a team, an everyone helps," Yuya insisted. "And that's how we're going to solve this assignment."
Yugo tilted his head in confusion. "Say what?"
Yuya egao'd. "We all had some great ideas in our stories, but they didn't work well on their own..."
"... But if we combine them together..." Yuto continued.
"... And use the best parts of each story..." added Yuri.
A short silence fell over the group. The four brothers all waited in silence. After a moment, Yuya, Yuto and Yuri turned to Yugo, though still kept silent.
Yugo looked at them, and they looked at him. And he looked at them, and they looked at him.
"What?" he asked them.
"Aren't you going to finish the train of thought?" Yuri asked. "We need a caboose."
"Well, I didn't know we were doing a thing!" Yugo barked. "I'm not a mind reader."
"Yeah, you can't even read your own mind."
"Both of you, shut up," Yuto said sternly. "Yuya, do you think this'll work?"
Yuya noded vigorously. "Yep! Yuto, we'll take care of the story. By the time you wake up tomorrow, you'll have the best, shortest story ever."
"We're going to kick literature's ass!" Yugo cheered.
"Yeah, fuck the books!" Yuri agreed.
"Let's do it, guys!" Yuya shouted. "For Yuto, so he won't have to bear schoolwork alone! We can do it with Yugo's intense action and world-building!"
"For Yuto!" Yuri said. "We'll do it with Yuya's meaningful characters!"
"For Yuto!" Yugo added. "And we'll do it with Yuri's drama and charisma!"
"Thanks, guys!" Yuto shouted back. "Make me proud!"
Takuto Go-Nobunaga was the coolest Laotian dragon-man biker alive, the current headmaster of the Sakazuki Orphanage, and the hair to the Dukedom of Neo Venom. He fought hard, he played in a way that was inclusive to everybody. He smoked a lot of cigarettes and cigars, but he didn't do drugs because he refused to expose his orphans to anything too dangerous. He was a man of the people, and the champion of his orphans.
He was so cool. But you know what mde him cooler? His ethnically, culturally, and sexually diverse women.
He was covered in women all the time. He had three beautiful girlfriends: Yokono, the older woman of indeterminate race; Black Core Dragon, a Hispanic girl catboy; and the transracial Catholic debutante known as Starving Valmont de Fusion Dragon.
One day, Takuto was riding his motorcycle down the inner-city highway by Neo-France. His hands where on the handles, his feet on the pedals, and his head in the clouds, watching the beautiful sky unfold before him.
But to his surprise, he could see something zoom through the air. It was a large, shining... star? A plane? Maybe even a dragon?
The anomaly blasted through the air, towards the outer reaches of town. It stopped right above the Aokigahara forest. Slowly, it lowered itself, becoming more and more hidden by the trees, until it dropped out of sight.
Takuto's dragon senses were tingling. He needed to investigate.
Takuto grabbed his sword as he approached the scene. It was a downed meteor. It opened up to reveal the smoke that poured out. And a floating card floated up to the scene.
The card said, "Ah, so you are the Ideal Human?"
Confused, Takuto held his sword up defensively. "What do you mean? I'm only half-human; my other half is dragon, and I'm very proud to be born of two worlds and cultures."
The card responded, "You were foretold in a prophecy to destroy the world. You are the Ideal Human, the man of Ideal."
Takuto raised an eyebrow. He lowered his sword, though his senses remained on high alert.
"What prophecy?" he questioned. "What is Ideal? I can't be an ideal human because I'm not even fully human. I'm an outsider to this world, like you."
"That is why you will destroy it one day. And I'm here to stop you."
This was when things took a turn for the strange. The card's form started to change and expand, taking on the appearance a more amorphous blob. Two long, tendril-like limbs sprouted from the bottom half of its body, while human arms slithered out from its sides. Its main body expanded, curved and grew into a human's torso. And a human woman's head sprouted from the top. Her blonde hair flowed over her body, her locks descending over her chest.
The card was now a naked, human woman. Or at least, that's what it appeared to be.
"What are you?" Takuto asked curiously.
"Shall we dance?" the creature said to him.
Takuto held up his sword, which was now on fire, and ended, "No, we shall duel."
This was when Takuto's sword started to glow. And the dark fires started to grow, forming a dragon out of fire and a rainbow of flames. The dragon rose up to the sky, then breathed a variety of colorful flames at their foe.
"This is Choten no Ryu," Takuto informed him. "My dragon blood grants me the summoning magic needed to physically manifest my heart's desires."
The dragon said, "But I won't let your inner darkness take over. As long as you kill, my blood thirst will be satisfied, and he will remain sealed."
Takuto closed his eyes and said, "I believe in you... my friend. Let us activate Formation Venom..."
Takuto held up his sword and called upon the darkness in his heart. He used it to bathe his fiery passion, which was the dragon. Now, he was playing seriously. Now, he was going to use the power of darkness to defeat the light, and restore balance to the world anew.
"...To create a diverse world for all the sexually-liberated French orphans."
Yuto lowered his notes away from his face. he stared back at the classroom of students, and looked to the teacher.
Every single one of them looked horrified.
Yuto regretted not reading the story before class. Even a hasty rewrite or a slap-dash replacement would have been better than...
What was the title? Yuto flipped to the first page and glanced at the words at the top. Dangerous Intentions of the Heart.
That was an awful title. That should have been the first warning about the story's quality.
Yuto turned back to the class. He blushed, forced a weak egao, and sheepishly stuffed the papers inside his desk.
"Wh-What did you guys think?" Yuto asked.
The teacher put a hand to her face. She shook her head, then let out a deep, frustrated sigh.
"Ma'am?" Yuto asked her.
"Yuya, I expected you to take this seriously," she said sternly. "I know this wasn't for marks, but you should still take school seriously."
"I-"
"You're not a child anymore," she continued. "But if you insist on acting like one, then you'll be treated like one."
"But..."
"Detention after school. I'm going to help you write a proper short story."
Yuto closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, and stood standing. He was just letting all that anger, frustration and annoyance wash over him. He was drowning in fury, almost choking on it. In the darkest chambers of his heart, the powers of Zarc were begging to break out and unleash havoc.
But after a moment of silence, he simply said, "Yes, ma'am."
Next time: The Synchro Dimension arc begins when something else ends.