Road Rolled

Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL series.

Pairing: Established Yuma x Shobee.

Summary:

Tsukumo Yuma has an awkward chat with his sister after he is caught apparently stealing.

"You want to explain, Yuma?" Akari crossed her arms. "You can tell me or the cops! Your choice! Why were you shoplifting?"

"I wasn't…I put it back!"

"Yeah, the cameras saw you! Scoping the aisle! Taking stuff off the shelf, then putting stuff back over and over! What, did you chicken out? I had to talk them out of bringing you down to the station! What were you trying to take?"

Yuma squeezed under his chair. "Health items."

"Health items?" His sister raised an unsatisfied eyebrow. "What kind of health items?"

"The kind you put on…The kind guys need for…" Yuma drew uncomfortable lines and circles in the air.

"Th-this is about –? Whoa! Yuma, you were after condoms?"

"SHHHH! Neechan! Everyone is going to hear you!" he snivelled.

Akari bolted Yuma to his seat with her hands suddenly, scaring him. "Yuma! You shouldn't be doing that at your age!"

"You're always on about how progressive you are, Neechan! Sixteen's not that outrageous!"

"Yes! But as your sister, I also have to look out for things that could potentially derail your life! Such as an unintended child!"

"N-Neechan, that can't happen!"

"Um, yes! It can, Yuma! It can and there are numbers to prove it!"

"No! It can't! We're both guys!"

That derailed Akari's argument.

"You weren't going to…with a girl?"

"No."

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

"And you're not lying to me?"

"I'm not."

"Dammit, it's that angry little construction junkie, isn't it?" Akari realized.

"Shobee."

"Yes, him! I knew I shouldn't have let him in the house!"

Yuma rubbed his arms and Akari sighed, giving up.

"Well, I'm a bit more at ease you thought about safe sex, at least. What size should I get you?"

"N-not me," Yuma squeaked. "Shobee."

"He's that bossy, huh?"

Yuma fidgeted.

"All right!" Akari unleashed another exasperated wail. "What size should I get him?"

While Yuma grappled to respond, Akari just started laughing at her own query.

"Small, right?"

Yuma got out of his chair and whispered into her ear.

"You're joking!"

No, Yuma certainly was not.