A Japanese Weresheep in Mutsuba Town
Author's Note: Time for a new pairing! Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! GO RUSH! series.
Pairing: Developing Yuhi x Chupataro.
Summary:
There are some forms of alien activity even MIK turns a blind eye to. The truly alien activity between Chupataro and Ohdo Yuhi, for instance.
Chapter 4: Stationary or Stationery
"You weren't kidding about the craft thing, chupa." Chupataro took stock of the variety of office material – pencils, highlighters, paperclips, sticky tabs, tape, assorted spools of thread – Yuhi had in his basket.
"Yuamu and Purisaki-san officially handed over Meeeg-chan's cosplay to me. Yuamu and I might be twins, and I might've been stretching when I wore it last, but we're not the same size! Can't make adjustments with no supplies!"
"MEEEG-CHAN!" Chupataro momentarily lost control of his real body, and consequently, control of his steering levers. His robot body twisted this way and that, pivoting (no, spinning 360°!) along the waist in a way that Yuhi wished it didn't, since Chupataro was drawing unnecessary attention to them.
"Are you ever not simping for Meeeg-chan?"
"Meme-Meeeg-chan! Meeeg-chan is Chupa's beloved, beloved love, chupa!"
"I can…Everyone can see that, Chupataro."
"How come, chupa? You still jealous Chupa loves Meeeg-chan more, chupa?"
"It'd be nice if you gave me a 'YUUUHI!' the way you give Meeeg-chan those 'MEEEG-CHAN!' all the time."
"Ha-umph! I'm not giving you squat, chupa!"
"Heeeeeeeeh! Then what'd you kiss me on the cheek for? Meeeg-chan wouldn't be very thrilled to hear her superfan dates guys!"
"Wait! Wait! Ch-Chupa was –! Chupa was –!"
Yuhi smirked, capitalizing on the diversion to kiss Chupataro on the cheek. "And he's blushing too!"
Calling Chupataro out was worth a few laughs, but was it worth the claws in his mouth and teeth in his hair again?
"Do that again, and Chupa will bite your face off, chupa!"
"Testy!" Yuhi threw in a box of tacks. "So? Why'd you come shopping with me? Yudias, I get. He's a big child, and all of this is new. But you were born and raised on Earth, weren't you?"
"That's the story Chupa is sticking to, chupa! Can't an alien do human stuff without it turning into an interrogation, cabra?"
"So this isn't a scheme to uncover more on my Earthdamar?"
"Why don't you trust Chupa, chupa? Chupa's innocent, chupa!"
"If you're innocent, I'm the real Meeeg-chan!" Yuhi paid and accepted the bag from the cashier.
He picked a winner!
Chupataro hasn't given up on the Earthdamar. He's still lying to me, and I'm not pushing back. Why?
A freak(in') winner!
Yuhi halted on the pedestrian footbridge. "Chupataro…You go on without me. I forgot to buy glue at the store."
Before Chupataro could respond, Yuhi booked it, finding an alternate route back to UTS.
…
Similar to Yudias (apparently), Yuhi did his best brooding while on the toilet. They'd been inundated with clients lately, he hadn't sat down and addressed the burning inquiry gnawing at his skull like a certain chupacabra liked to do.
Yuhi spent the most minutes in the bathroom out of anybody in the building, so it wasn't like him holing up in there due to a different set of circumstances would make a difference. Everyone would logically conclude he walled himself in with the standard recurring issue: a pitifully sensitive stomach.
On the ball or imagined, the excuse provided Yuhi the gap he sought. Solitude to unwrap his complex situation.
Chupataro was a liar, an evildoer, a perv, and fit the bill of "troublesome alien" to the T in "troublesome." Until Chupataro pounced onto the scene, Yuhi hadn't devoted serious thought to romance.
Why Chupataro, then? Was he that desperate to be viewed "cool" or "grown up" for being in a relationship? Hell, was this a relationship thing, and not a sibling rivalry thing? The fact that he was the older twin, yet Yuamu was smarter and a stronger Duelist, hence desiring something – anything – to flaunt his maturity?
Uwah~! Nothing cooler than dressing up as a sheep girl to amuse an interstellar kriminal and distressing about it in the toilet in your pajamas and puffy pink slippers!
Trauma, much?
He wondered if there was a special element of Chupataro's species' biology affecting his choices, which Chupataro hadn't revealed. Pheromones, hypnotic glances, mind-controlling protozoa in his saliva…None of these was science fiction when they lived in a world where supermen shoot eye beams and cats are capable of human speech.
"Attraction to bad boys," Yuhi recited his sister's observation. "The true mystery."
He'd acknowledged Chupataro too quickly, and opened himself and UTS up to Chupataro, skimming over dire red flags. And for what? A "boyfriend" who treated him as a surrogate for his real, not-real ideal woman, and a temporary surrogate at that? Who exhibited blatant ulterior motives, an ear to the ground for dirt involving his Earthdamar?
At least Yuhi caring Chupataro cared reinforced the stance his urgency for a boyfriend didn't originate from rivalry with Yuamu, if desiring to kiss a boy and kissing said boy didn't eliminate any confusion or weren't confirmation enough.
At least Yuhi had begun actively recognizing Chupataro as a boy and a person.
Neither made Yuhi feel better about being used by Chupataro, though he could assert he attempted to keep them together on his end, at least.
You're freakin' out on the toilet! Excellent attempt, Yuhi!
"Pardon the disturbance, Yuhi-bocchama." Tazaki-san whispered. "Take as long as you need, but the President is asking. Are you going to be in there past lunch? A new client has arrived to be interviewed, and she'll be heading out soon."
As was becoming frequent with Chupataro, Yuhi sighed. His emotional attachment to Chupataro had him real trapped.
Yuhi twisted the handle and the handle fell off, trapping him in the toilet.
"Eh? EHHHHHHHH?" His eyes expanded in typical, cartoony Yuhi fashion.
Real trapped. A pity Chupataro wasn't present to gloat. He loved real traps.