Losshipping (Ryuzaki x Haga x Esper Roba)


"Prove it," Haga said.

"Yeah, now I'm curious," Roba said.

Damn my big fat mouth, Ryuzaki thought.

There wasn't any getting out of this one. The trio sat at a small table in the center of an outdoor cafe. Haga kept sending death glares at the few people wandering past with Duel Disks strapped to their arms; he was still sore about losing to Jonouchi just a few hours ago. Even his second ice cream cone didn't seem to be helping his mood any. Roba just sat quietly with his own ice cream, waiting expectantly. Ryuzaki half ducked his head as though in an attempt to hide behind his tuft of purple bangs, shoving the straw of his soda in his mouth so that he could pretend to be too busy to talk at the moment. Damn his big fat mouth. Damn it straight to hell.

Haga paused in the middle of giving duelists dark looks to turn his irritated gaze towards Ryuzaki.

"Come on," he said. "Prove it. Show us a magic trick."

"Don't feel like it right now," Ryuzaki muttered.

"Well then you shouldn't have said that you're a master at magic tricks. Prove it."

"Not with all these people around."

"I think you're just a big fat chicken."

Ryuzaki felt his face get red.

"I am not a chicken," he said.

Haga smirked. He seemed to know he had hit a nerve and was enjoying it a little too much.

"I thought that'd be a compliment for you," he said smugly.

"How the hell would that be a compliment?"

Haga made that irritating smug face he did when he thought he knew more than everyone else.

"Because birds came from dinosaurs, and you love your dinosaurs soooo much."

"I like dinosaurs, but it doesn't mean I wanna be one! What, do you want to be an ant?"

"Ants can support almost 5,000 times their own body weight, so I wouldn't be too upset, actually."

Ryuzaki snorted.

"Well you keep getting squashed like a bug, so you might as well be one!"

Haga flung his ice cream cone at Ryuzaki's face. He only barely ducked, and some of the melted ice cream landed in his hair.

"THE HELL, HAGA?"

"Well that was a waste of money," Roba muttered. "Also off topic. Very off topic."

"Whatever!" Haga said, jumping up from the table. "I don't care about you and your lack of actual skill with magic tricks! Maybe if you'd stop lying about being good at something you'd actually realized there's no way you'll ever win a duel and you'd stop trying!"

He glared around the table.

"I didn't want to sit at this loser table anyway!"

"Well we don't need any losers like you here either!" Ryuzaki shouted at Haga's back as the green-haired boy stormed off.

Ryuzaki grabbed a napkin with a little too much force and started rubbing furiously at the ice cream in his hair. He paused when he noticed Roba staring at him.

"What?"

Roba said nothing for a moment, licking at his ice cream. Then he just half smiled as he stood up.

"You two are so cute," he said.

He gave Ryuzaki another weird smile and then walked away. Ryuzaki blinked at his retreating form. The hell was that kid talking about?


A/N: Haha, this was mostly Shrimpshipping, I guess, but it was fun to write. I blame hagaswings and deathsock on Tumblr for making me lean so much towards the shrimps. Next is Loquashipping (Kisara x Rebecca).