Shabonshipping (Jonouchi x Ryouta x Noa)

(What on earth do these guys have in common with each other? And what the heck does "shabon" mean? It doesn't come up in Google!)

Somehow, after the destruction of his main computer, Noa found himself floating around on the internet. He wasn't sure how, because his computer wasn't supposed to be connected to any wi-fi – after all it was in the middle of the ocean. But somehow or another, he was there, and there wasn't much he could do about it.

He spent most of his time inside 3D RPGs, where he could at least kind of feel like he was still alive, or at least back in his old virtual world, even though the graphics were a lot worse. He could also have legitimate conversations with real people through their avatars. They would always think he was another avatar, but it was nice, at least, to pretend.

Currently, he was in some sort of horror-occult RPG that involved lots of zombies, vampires, and the occasional exorcist.

"Hah! Die zombies, die!"

A blond haired warrior decked out in the cheapest possible armor zoomed past Noa, slicing through the hordes. Noa just looked at the zombies, a bit disappointed by how pixelated they looked. It was sad, really, and their pitifully slow attempts to attack him simply passed through him.

"Hey, you, aren't you gonna fight them? Dying here is a pain in the ass – you respawn like three towns away."

It was the blond haired warrior addressing him, and Noa noted the character name hanging over him: Joey. It was funny, actually, the guy looked sort of like Jonouchi, back from the virtual world.

"Oh, right, sorry, I was AFK," Noa made up quickly, knowing that his speech was showing up as text on the other person's screen.

"Just makin' sure," Joey said.

He killed a few more zombies lumbering towards them.

"Hey, where'd you get that avatar stuff? I didn't see that design in the customization."

"Hacked the system," Noa said, because, in a sense, it was true.

"Sweet," Joey said. "Could you teach me?"

"It might take a while, and it's not really easy to do over a chat booth."

"Yeah, probably. Well, it couldn't hurt. Oh, hey, brace yourself, the fast-moving wave is coming in!"

Noa didn't brace himself as he watched the faster moving zombies start to crawl out of the ground. One clawed its way out just behind Joey. Noa thought about warning him, but it was only a game, after all. He could probably see it already through the screen; this wasn't a first person game, after all.

A harpoon flew through the air and landed with a thunk in the zombie's skull.

"Haha! Take that, you undead fiends!"

Another avatar rushed onto the screen, brandishing another harpoon. His character name was Ryouta, and he seemed very excited to be here. He attacked things randomly, nearly hitting Noa and Joey at the same time.

"Hey! Watch it, newb!" Joey said, slicing a zombie. "I can take damage too, ya know!"

"Sorry!" Ryouta said, not changing a thing about his fighting style.

After a few zombies passed through Noa harmlessly, and the other two seemed intent on slashing things to bits, Noa decided to leave. Fighting games weren't the best place to hang out, he decided. No one ever wanted to talk. Maybe he'd head over to Omegle or something, instead.

A/N: Yeah. I don't even know. Who even ships this? Next is Servantshipping (Yami no Yugi x Mana). EEEEEEEEE! :D