Drabble Note – Jounouchi/Anzu and some Jounouchi/Honda. Not set at any specific point other than after they've become good enough friends for this.
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"Jounouchi! Let me go!" Anzu yelped as her friend grabbed hold of her. Clearly he wasn't getting the hang of this personal space business…
As if to make her more annoyed Jounouchi just looked gleeful at the discomfort he was causing and commented, "But this is a party and you're a dancer, so you should be dancing with somebody."
"Who says that means I have to dance with you though?" she asked.
He pretended to think about this for a second then answered, "You're right! You don't have to dance with me." He let her go as gracelessly as he'd grabbed her then added, "Honda couldn't get a date tonight either so I could go dance with him."
The undignified expression on Anzu's face was all the response he needed.
"You are not dumping me for Honda!" She called, in a tone that was somewhere between amusement and surprise.
He was already seven steps ahead of her before calling back, "Us bachelors have got to stick together you know. Well, I'll catch you later Anzu."
Then he started running, but not too fast.
He grinned to himself. She was following him. Just like he'd planned it.