Me: AARRGGGHHH, all this math smashes my brain...
Yuma: I see you can understand me...
Kotori: You two are terrible slackers!
Me & Yuma: Yeah...
Adult Yuma, Adult Kotori & Yuko: *giggles*
*Flashback*
«Kotori...»
Hearing her own name, the young woman, who was dressing, turned her head, glancing at the double bed where a young man was sleeping soundly. She made a smile seeing her lovely husband snoring blissfully.
«I'll love you... forever...» he murmured between his ronfs, smiling and hugging his pillow. Maybe he was dreaming about cuddling her, she wondered.
She carefully approached him, caressed his forehead, and kissed his cheek. «Me too.» she whispered, before she walked away to check if their daughter was ready.
*End Flashback*
«Hey mommy, do think daddy would like that dress?» Kotori snapped out of her thoughts by Yuko's high-pitched voice. She looked at the clothed item the girl was pointing. It was a black evening gown, with a long skirt, but with a neckline that reached the base of the breast and no sleeves. Kotori grinned. «I'm pretty sure he would, honey.»
. . .
The two females went around the mall, buying things they needed and some new clothes.
Unlike Yuma, she was changed since when they were 13 years old.
Sometimes, there were guys that whistled at her, and for safety, she gradually chose to wear longer skirts and to have in her pocket a pepper spray.
Already a while ago she chose to stop putting that ribbon, and instead her dark green hair flowed freely. She also let her hair grow on the back, and now they reached her mid-back. When she went out, she always put a little bit of lipstick. She also often wore that choker with a pink heart she owned since childhood. Her outfit was composed by a colorful white, yellow and pink t-shirt, with a red heart on the chest that encircled a yellow Emperor's Key shape; white knee-length skirt, and white low-heel low-cut shoes. Through the t-shirt, one could see that her breasts grew during these years, becoming slightly big, and even though he was good at hiding it, she knew Yuma liked this.
Much people said Yuko resembled her when she was a child. She had her fair skin and her lovely face, but her hair was mostly similar to Yuma's: she had that same spikes, but curvier, more natural, and the bangs were Kotori's light green; she also had additional locks at the sides of the face that hid her ears. Like Kotori, she had longer hair on the back, though hers reached only her shoulders at the moment. Her eyes had the same shape as Yuma's, but weirdly they were bright gold. According to Yuma, she could have inherited them from a bit of his DNA that was infected by Astral's during the Zexal fusion. She wore the same dress Kotori had when was 6 years old, but colored green, and instead of pink booties, she preferred strappy sandals.
The girl was very fond of her father, and sometimes Kotori was jealous that Yuko preferred playing with Yuma than with her, but she thought it was that mysterious bond that existed between a child and the parent of the opposite sex, of which she had heard from one of her friends. Therefore, she was very glad to be able to spend a few hours between females, shopping with her.
Once, Yuma said his wife that when he looked into Yuko's eyes, he remembered Astral. And then Kotori smiled. When Astral left, he let Yuma the Key and the Numbers, saying they were the eternal proof of their friendship. Sometimes, we he missed him, he liked to spend time alone in their bedroom, spreading the Numbers on the bed, and recalling their adventures. Sometimes Yuko sneaked inside, and pleaded Yuma about telling her how they obtained every Number. And he always surrended to her. And speaking of it, they also discovered that Yuko was able to sense the power of the Numbers. This explained how Yuko knew exactly when Yuma was about to enter home.
Punctually, each time Yuma did it, he always thanked her for remaining at his side for each of these years, and for not leaving him alone. She replied that of course she would never leave him. He was a fantastic, sweet lover, and honestly, it was really great at please her in bed.
When he was out for tournaments, she missed his touch, and his warmth. And when he returned home, he was always glad of satisfy her desires. Sometimes he surprised her with a new technique, making her wonder how much he learned by chatting with the others duelists. She also wondered if he was so passionate because he feared those things that could be heard everyday at newscasts, those stories of adultery, separation, and murder.
But she would never do something like that. She loved him since childhood, and she always would.
. . .
The two girls were exiting from the mall, when a man approached them. It had messy brown hair, brown eyes, red glasses, a black t-shirt with a trollface, jeans, and blue shoes. He was around his 20s. «Excuse me, you are Mrs. Tsukumo?»
Kotori nodded. «Yes, may I know who are you?» The man grinned. «Hmm, let's say I'm an old friend of Yuma.» Kotori seemed confused. «That's odd. I know every Yuma's friend.» The man looked down, and saw Yuko. «Hey, look what a nice girl!» He tried to ruffle her hair, but the second he touched her, she jerked away, clutching to Kotori and whining. «Honey, what's wrong?» asked her worried mother. «I feel something strange from that man... it's like daddy's Numbers, but different... more evil...» she whimpered. Kotori threw a glare at the man. «That's enough. Who are you? And what she is talking about?» The man smirked, and showed the back of a card covered by a purple aura. «If you really want to know, this is the answer, but now...» Kotori's eyes shrank. «That's the aura of a Varian card...!» she whispered in horror. The man pulled out an energy blaster from his pocket, and pointed it to the woman and the child. «Nighty-night, Kotori, Yuko...» he said, before his finger pulled he trigger.
. . .
«No! NO! NOOO!» screamed Shiyuki. «Hope Blade Triple Victory... SLASH!» Hope slashed the dragon six times, forming three 'V's. Quasar-Eyes screamed very loudly, before blowing up. The shockwaves striked hard Shiyuki, making him scream and fly backwards. «AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!»
Player Shiyuki
LP 5000→0
Player Zexal II
500
WIN
«YES! YUMA WON!» cheered loudly Kotori. The AR faded, revealing that the Void was fake, as the Schoolyard reappeared. Zexal II's body glowed, demorphing into Yuma and Astral. The latter stretched his arms towards Shiyuki, taking his Numbers. «As I had imagined. I can't absorb the Over-Hundred Numbers.» he mused to himself. Yuma fell again on his knees. «Damn, this thing exhaust me every time.» muttered Yuma.
Astral noticed that Kotori's sphere was dissolving. «YUMA!» he warned him. When he looked up, Yuma's breath stopped. Once that the sphere fully disappeared, she stated falling. «AAAAAHHH!» «KOTORI!» As soon as he screamed her name, Yuma was already dashing towards her.
He caught her just in time. «I got you!» He panted a bit, hugging her tightly. «You're safe...» Kotori slowly opened her eyes, and blushed a bit when she realized that Yuma was, again, clutching to her. She wrapped her arms around him. «Yuma... thank you...»
Suddenly, they heard a growl from above. Yuma and Kotori slowly looked up, only to come face to face with the barrel of an energy blaster. «Say your prayers...» he harshly whispered, before he fired.
. . .
«DYAAAHH!» cried the adult Yuma as he bolted up from the double bed. «That dream... I had it again... but it ended differently this time...» Breathing heavily, he sat up on the bed, and saw a note on the nightstand.
Yuma, if you wake up and you're hungry, we left your Victory Meal in the fridge.
Kotori and Yuko *heart sign*
«Yeah, actually, I want to eat something.» sighing, he slowly walked towards the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he saw three Rice Balls. He took one of them, and started eating it, when suddenly he heard his D-Gazer ringing. Returning to the bedroom, he took the D-Gazer and accepted the call.
«YABU YABU, IT'S TERRIBLE!»
Yuma jumped scared as the Dr. Oyama's face popped on the screen. «You almost made me have a Heart Attack!» Yuma shouted in the D-Gazer.
«IT'S TERRIBLE! MY MACHINE CREATED A CLONE OF ONE OF THE DUELIST OF YOUR MEMORY!»
«WHAT?!»
«IT'S TRUE! I WAS TESTING IT, WHEN IT EXPLODED, AND A STRANGE MAN WAS STANDING IN PLACE OF IT! I HEARD HIM SAYING THAT HE WOULD HAVE HIS REVENGE!»
«Now calm down! You saw who he was?»
«He was... that man you said was from your dreams!» Yuma gasped and almost choked.
«I must check something! Good bye!» Yuma quickly ended the call, and dialed Kotori's number. For some endless seconds, the D-Gazer rang, but one replied.
Then the voice mailbox was heard. And it wasn't the usual Kotori's voice.
«You called the D-Gazer of Kotori Tsukumo, also know as Kotori Mizuki. She is currently unavailable. *evil chuckle* If you're Yuma Tsukumo, come at you-know-where... if you want to see her and your daughter alive.»
It was a familiar male voice.
Yuma wasted no time on dressing, take his Duel Disk, Deck and the remaining Rice Balls. He then bolted outside his house, hurrying to run towards his old school.
The Heartland Academy.
Me: Okay, I think it's pretty obvious who is the meanie of the story. But if you didn't guessed it, then make sure you read my other multichapter fic, "The Different Dimension Hunter". And... *the others glare at me* what?!
Yuma & Kotori: Are you serious? Him?
Me: Yeah. Problems?
Yuma & Kotori: Yes.
Me: Your problems, not mine.
Adult Kotori: I know I'm going to not like the next chapters.
Adult Yuma: Me too.
Me: Yeah, anyway, once again, if you like this story, don't forget about checking the poll on my profile, the duel starts in the next chapter, so this is the last chance to vote.