Crazy trouble with love part 4

Number 21 and Yuma

Series: Yugioh Zexal

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"Welcome home Yuma."

"Hey obaa-san." he greeted his grandma as he sighed and took his shoes off before walking past her. "I'm heading to my room."

"Don't forget to study." Akari said while looking at the tv. "You have a test coming up."

"I know I know." he waved off before climbing up to where his room was and when he got there he tossed his bag aside and climbed onto his hammock. "Ugh...what a day." he then rolled on his side. "I wonder what Astral is doing?"

You see, said spirit alien was kind of not home. He was busy looking around the city for information. Which was rare since he never strayed far from the pendulum. But today, it might have been a rare 1/10000 percent chance scenario.

"It feels odd without Yuma nearby." he remarked looking around at all the people. "I believe this new feeling is my lack of never venturing out on my own."

With Yuma at the same time was looking at the ceiling with boredom. And a few other emotions but mostly boredom. 'I know I gotta study, but I just feel like curling up and taking a nap.' He moved to the other side before closing his eyes. "I might do it right now."

With Astral he kept hovering before sensing a familiar power. 'Number 21?' he moved towards it and saw a glowing card in a tree. The card was a level six water card with 500 attack and defense points with the appearance of a woman with a light blue and white battle armor that fit her C cup chest, a combat skirt and a long white cape with neatly tight rectangle frills hanging down it as with a large scabbard hanged on the left side of her large hips. Her boots extended to above her knees and had the 21 number on the left knee, her hands had two white gloves with gold bracelets on each hand, her blue eyes were as stern and cold as ice as a diamond like tattoo made her more intimidating, with spiked short white hair with four large ice crystals covered the right side of her hair. In her right hand was a rapier with a dark blue guard.

'I'm glad to see it hasn't attached itself to anyone.' he thought holding a hand out. It moved towards him and landed in his hands. But as he tried absorbing it into him, it glowed and stayed outside. "Huh? Why is this Number not being absorbed?"

It glowed in front of Astral a few more minutes before floating away.

His eyes widened before he floated after it while trying to keep absorbing it.

(With Yuma)

"Zzzzz." He snored while drooling a little. Completely unaware of the glowing card slipping through his window.

The card floated near Yuma's head before glowing brighter as the card's image appeared in the room. And it was real too.

'What a messy room. How unsightly for a person of justice.' She thought before trying to walk and kind of tripped on her own feet. "Ow!"

"Huh what who?!" Yuma yelled while waking up. "Huh...what was that?"

"You need to clean this place." spoke the girl getting back on her feet.

He looked at her and looked kind of confused. "Who are you?"

"Number 21: Frozen Lady Justice, and I'm the enforcer of justice." She said with a slight heroic pose.

"Number?" his eyes went wide before he fell out of his hammock. "B-But how are you even here?!"

"I just felt something familiar and then felt a similar person with my justice somewhere in his city and look what I found. A boy with strange hair."

His eye twitched just as Astral came in through the wall. "Astral! This girl's a Number!"

"I know."

"Then why isn't she absorbed?!"

"Because I didn't feel like it." The Number said while sitting on a chair. "I wanted to stretch my legs."

"I couldn't absorb her into my body even when I tried, but that's not the odd part."

"What was the odd part?" Asked Yuma while getting up from the floor.

"She wasn't possessing anyone or even seemed to be trying."

Yuma's eyes widened at that as he looked at the Number in shock.

She looked at him while cracking her neck. "What?"

"But...why?"

"Simple." She said before raising a fist up and grinned. "I'm a enforcer of justice, I'm not one to make others bow to my will. That would tarnish my own justice coated soul."

"...huh?"

"I'm an enforcer of justice. It's my sole duty to bring justice to the wicked of all races and beings." she said with conviction. "That is why I will not stand for anything corrupt or the like."

"But, that doesn't make sense." he replied. "Every Number we've met, well minus Utopia, have possessed people and controlled them."

"They have reasons." She waved off. "But they just possess others because they hate being chained up and want to move their arms, legs and assorted parts."

"So they want to….move around?"

"Yes. They are living things as well. Keeping them chained up is a sin against justice and is unacceptable!" She said while clutching her sword and yelled it out and raised it up. "UNACCEPTABLE!"

"All they do is corrupt people and make them go power mad." deadpanned Yuma.

She sighed while putting the blade away. "They corrupt because they are caged. However I'm not one of them."

'Suuure.' He thought before seeing the girl looking at his room.

"You really have a messy room." she said picking a book up. "It's just gross."

"I was gonna clean it up when I felt like it." he grumbled.

"Didn't you say that last week?" Astral asked. "And the week before that?"

"Astral!" He blushed before seeing the Number looking at him a little too closely. "Um, can you back up?"

"Mmm….what is that makes you tick?" She muttered while looking all over Yuma. "You look fine but what compels you to exist?"

"Um, my parents?" he sweatdrop.

"Besides the biological factor. What drives you?"

"Huh?"

"Like a motive or belief, like my devotion to justice."

"Well….um….I duel to try and help Astral get his memory back."

She deadpanned. "Noble but not what I was asking."

"Um….I got nothing."

"Then I guess you don't run on anything. What a shame because I felt something akin to my dream."

"Which is…."

She looked at Yuma with a glow of passion in her eyes. "To protect the innocent and bring justice to the wicked!...and start a bakery."

"...you want to start a bakery?"

She blushed and nodded.

"That makes no sense."

"Hey! It's my dream!" She glared pulling out her sword. "And I won't let it be made fun of by a dreamless and justiceless boy like you! En garde!"

"Ah!" he jumped before ducking under a swing. "Hey! Watch it with that thing!"

She growled before swinging more and more until she got her sword stuck in a beam. "Damn it! This is unacceptable!"

Yuma sighed at that while catching his breath. "What's your problem! You say you're different but you're trying to kill me with that sword!"

"You made fun of my dream! Who wouldn't get upset by that!" She growled before pulling the sword out and sheaves it. "Plus it's not wrong to try starting a bakery."

"I never said it was, I just meant it makes no sense if you're a Number."

"...oh." She blushed while looking away. "My apologies boy."

"It's Yuma."

"Yuma, nice name and kind of catchy too."

"Thanks, but I'm just saying, if you're a Number you're part of Astral's memories, which means trying to start a bakery is next to impossible."

"So? It's still a dream." She shrugged. "I mean if your friend decided to start a bakery wouldn't you try and help him if possible?"

"That's the problem, no one can see him."

"..."

"Or hear or touch him."

"…" she walked over to the ladder and climbed down it before closing the door.

"I think this Number is trying to, how do you humans say it, make you eat your sentences." Astral concluded.

"It's words, and you mean she's gonna try and open a bakery?"

"Possibly, but judging on the amount of money and resources she has, the probability is low. I believe that this Number is going to start small, like either cooking a pre-made dessert or making her own."

Yuma thought about it and saw his house burning to the ground. His eyes went wide before quickly running downstairs. "Wait!"

She turned while putting some cookie dough into the oven. "Yes?"

"Don't burn my house down!"

"I'm not going to." She frowned before turning the oven to a safe temperature. "Ok, now to wait five minutes."

"Wait, here's what I don't get. How can you touch stuff if people can't see Astral?"

"No clue." She shrugged while getting some frosting. "Can you help me? I'm trying to make vanilla covered chocolate cookies."

"Um….sure."

(Later)

"So you've been dueling with the other Numbers for fun?" Number 21: Frozen Lady Justice asked while putting the frosting on the still warm cookies. "How odd."

"Mostly to get his memory back, but it is a little fun."

"I see. So what do you fight with? I know it's not any other of my kind."

"Utopia."

"Oh that guy. Kind of like me but a little too serious about protecting people." She chuckled. "I'm not like that you know."

"Then why the justice stuff?"

"Because I happen to be called Number 21: Frozen Lady Justice."

"So if you weren't called that you wouldn't be about justice?"

"Yes, it's like stripping your dreams and identity out. Almost like a certain brat." 'Damn you 96!'

"Um….alright." He said before seeing her accidentally throw frosting on his head.

"Sorry!" She blushed before snickering. "But he he, it's kind of funny."

"No it's not!"

She chuckled before taking a taste. "Mmm, sweet."

SPLAT!

"...this means war you know."

"Bring it on."

(Outside kitchen)

Akari sighed on the couch while watching the news. "Boring."

CRASH!

SPLAT!

KABOOM!

KASPLAT!

"What the?" she sat up and turned to the kitchen. "Yuma! Are you messing around in there?"

"Um…" he said while holding a cookie as the kitchen looked like a disaster happened with the fridge broken and himself having frosting all over his body. "No?"

"YUMA! What the hell did you do?!"

"Um...made cookies?" He gulped while looking at the Number who was equally messy with some frosting on her chest plate before giving her a cookie.

"And who is this?" she asked looking at the oddly dressed girl.

"Oh this is um…"

"Themis." She said with a wave of her hand. "Themis Niko."

"And why are you and my brother a mess?"

"I was going to make some cookies for Yuma but he thought I was going to burn the house down so we worked together before I accidently threw a bowl of frosting on his head and well…" she looked around. "This happened."

"You two started a foodfight?"

"Yes." Yuma gulped.

"Then why is the fridge broken?"

"I kind of threw a rolling pin at it by accident." 'Themis' blushed. "But I was trying to grab the cookie dough."

She groaned and rubbed her head. "You two clean this up, ALL of it."

They nodded as Akari walked out of the room.

"Sorry about that Yuma."

"It's fine. On the upside it got me wide awake. But now I gotta get to work on studying tonight." He groaned. 'I hate studying.'

"Oh...well...maybe once you're done we can talk? Like...friends maybe?"

"If we can get this all cleaned up."

She nodded while getting a bowl and put some ice in it. "Got any matches?"

"Maybe, why?"

"I can't really touch water without it freezing." She blushed. "And I can only touch ice so...yeah it might be hard to explain to your mother if I caused the pipes to freeze by mistake."

"Well you don't have to worry about that, my mom and dad are gone."

"But she was right here."

"That's my sister."

"...oh god! I'm-I'm so sorry Yuma for being ignorant! I'm so so so so-"

"Easy, it's fine. Let's just focus on getting this cleaned up." He said while grabbing a mop.

She nodded before they started to clean up the mess.

(Later)

Which kind of….made it worse for some reason. Especially when it's now frozen solid. Good thing they were out of the kitchen when it froze.

"Oh man, this isn't good."

"I know. But at least your sister isn't around right?"

"But I am."

Both turned with sweat running down their faces before seeing the pissed off woman glaring back at them. "A-A-A-"

(With Astral)

"AAAHHHH!"

"It seems that Yuman and Number 21: Frozen Lady Justice are doing well." He said out loud while looking out the window. 'I hope that they try not to cause too much chaos, one human is enough.'