"Any sign?" Zuzu asked as she and Varsch met up in the courtyard. They'd been looking for Yuya all through the lunch period but so far they hadn't found him.

"No, nothing."

"Poor guy." Zuzu sighed, biting her lip with worry. "He must have been so humiliated."

"I thought he didn't mind if people laughed at him." Said Varsch, pretending to care.

"Sort of," Zuzu said. "I guess… he doesn't mind if people laugh at what he does, but he doesn't like people laughing at him."

"I see," Varsch murmured, already coming up with ways to use this against Yuya. He looked up from his thoughts for a second and noticed his little gang, behind the building across from him, trying to get his attention. "I'll go search over here again." He told Zuzu, running over to them.

"Okay," She replied, running the other way.

As soon as Varsch got himself out of sight with the others he finally let loose all the laughter he'd been holding back.

"That was brilliant guys." He praised, "He was horrified."

"Not surprising," Nathan said. "He's such a crybaby."

"Well we'll give him plenty to cry about." Varsch said. "This doesn't even come close to the kind of damage we can inflict on him."

They all broke out in evil laughter again.

Meanwhile…

"Yuya?!" Zuzu cried, as she walked down yet another corridor. She couldn't find him anywhere, though of course he didn't want to be found so naturally it would be hard. "Yuya! Come on."

"Man I knew Yuya was a clown but I didn't know he was this much of a fool." Someone said as she passed them. She scowled angrily at the group who laughed at the remark and continued trying to locate her friend. As she was walking down the main hallway for the fifth time she realised there was one place she hadn't tried yet…

Zuzu pulled the door to the roof open and stepped into the cool afternoon air. And when she turned around she was pleased to see Yuya sitting on the edge of the building just as she'd hoped.

"Mind if I join you?" She asked, sitting down next to him. He flinched a bit at her unexpected presence but didn't say anything. Just kept sitting in silence with his goggles over his eyes and small frown on his face. "Look I know it was pretty embarrassing but it could be worse." Zuzu said, in an effort to comfort him.

"I know."

"You may think this is—Wait what?!"

"I know what happened wasn't so bad." He sighed, and placed his goggles back on the top of his head. Zuzu noticed his eyes were redder than usual and looked awfully hollow. "That's not what I'm upset about."

"Then what is it?"

"I'm okay with people laughing at me, when they're laughing at me because I'm acting like a fool, but now everyone's laughing at me because I am a fool."

He hung his head sadly.

"Don't think like that." Zuzu said, placing her hand on his arm soothingly. Yuya was surprised at the sudden and gentle contact and had to turn away to hide the blush on his cheeks. "Yuya, you're not a fool, or a loser or whatever else people say. You're a great duellist and a great friend, don't let this get you down."

"Yeah, you're right." Yuya cried, jumping to his feet. "I can't get down; I've just got to laugh it off just like my dad taught me."

"Yeah, that's the spirit!" Said Zuzu, jumping up next to him. She almost lost her balance but luckily Yuya caught her and pulled her back onto the roof. The two of them fell over into a heap, laughing happily.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the two friends, they were being observed by the one claiming to be their friend. Who was not happy that Zuzu had been able to make Yuya feel better, she'd have to go. And he had the perfect plan to tear them apart.