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 17: Do Chupacabras Dream of Magical Sheep?
When Chupataro stirred, his first thought was of Badloon Castle and what he had to do today. His second, more arresting thought was why he couldn't sit up straight away.
There was extra weight on his chest. Crushing. What Chupataro imagined it would feel like if you had a fully grown and fully shoed human standing on your chest.
He mistook the weight for Yuhi (Yuhi had fallen on him yesterday), but once his vision adapted, he confirmed Yuhi wasn't the root of the pain. In fact, between his eyeline and the ceiling was simple emptiness.
Chupataro moved his arms to assess the invisible force, only it wasn't so much invisible as it was nonexistent.
"Chupa?"
Instead of claws, what touched Chupataro's chest were a pair of hands. Fleshy, feeling, human hands! Chupataro rotated them above his face, examining them front and back. He was in the driver's seat. Not with levers, but his brain!
Realizing now the weight was the rest of his "body," Chupataro shot up. The unpracticed motion vibrated through his back muscles, stunning him for a moment.
As a chupacabra, Chupataro wasn't built for such large, sweeping maneuvers.
Chupataro planted his hands over his flabby stomach, where there was a bellybutton. He pulled up the sheets, and was shocked to learn he had two long legs and ten actual toes he could wiggle! And yes, when he flipped out and clambered to the bathroom, he verified, to his horror, he was short something as well!
He wasn't at UTS. This was the Black Goat Residence.
Chupataro got dressed. In actual street clothes that were inexplicably in his apartment.
He had to find Yuhi.
He had to find Mitsuko.
"Yuhi! Chupa's off to drop off Chupa's deliveries, chupa!" Chupataro heard his own voice.
A baffled Chupataro hurriedly locked the door to his apartment and peeked down from the corner staircase. Out front, Yuhi was with a fraud who looked just like him!
A Silver Blood alien, chupa? Or a Changeling alien, cabra?
Those were the shapeshifting aliens Chupataro had a cursory grasp on that didn't murder the lifeforms they mimicked.
"I'm gonna lock up and then I'll be goin' to work too! See ya tonight, Chupataro!"
The Chupataro impostor smiled and drove off on Chupataro's scooter. Yuhi climbed up the stairs, forcing Chupataro to double back. As there weren't stairs on the opposite side of the residence, there was nowhere to flee unless he hotfooted it inside or jumped off the railing, and he wasn't gambling on the latter. Not with human legs and their fragile bones. He was no hero!
He and Yuhi locked eyes outside the door to his apartment.
"Hi there! Who are you?"
"Who…It's Chupataro! Chupataro, chupa!"
The universe contracted. Then, it expanded.
Big Crunch. Big Bang.
"Hmmm?" Yuhi was the first to break the silence. "What a coincidence! My boyfriend's name is Chupataro! I just saw him off back there!"
But Chupa's here, chupa!
Yuhi jiggled the doorknob. "Huh! Already locked! Did I lock it when I came downstairs?"
"This is Chupa's apartment, cabra!"
"Yours? I think you're mixed up. This is Chupataro and my place!"
"You…live together, chupa?"
"It was gettin' cramped at UTS! Oh, that's the consultancy I work at! Ultraterrestrial Trouble Solutions! Two elementary schoolers, one alien, and eight old-timers! Couldn't cram anyone else in there, so I asked Chupataro if I could share the rent with him…after I made him throw baking soda on everything to suck out the smell, P U!"
Chupataro wasn't entirely listening by the end of Yuhi's recap. He thought maybe he could convince Yuhi of his identity by inserting his key, but it had mysteriously blipped from his pocket. Like someone had erased it with a snap of their fingers!
Where did it –? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, chupa! Chupa is Chupa, cabra!"
This was a dream.
This was a nightmare.
He'd been in this situation before.
Daydreams, Chupataro had an abundance of. He loved to woolgather.
The type of dream you had while asleep though, Chupataro hated. He was terrified he might not wake up. All because of his coma.
Chupataro hyperventilated. Claustrophobic in a human body he couldn't leap out of as effortlessly as with his robot body.
The Trap Master. Trapped.
"Are you okay, Chupataro?" Yuhi's tone was unaltered from when he pronounced the same concern at the Isekai Convention.
Being human? Why be human? Humans didn't have super speed, super leaping, or claws like Chupataro! They weren't super strong, super tall, virtually impervious to extreme temperatures, or laser-shooting like Yudias!
Did he want to be human? No! He was a proud chupacabra! Yet to not be by himself – to have something that was tangibly his – he'd do anything to break through to Yuhi. Anything to hold on to him.
He'd done it, parting with Meeeg-chan. Taken a leap of faith, in spite of Yuhi's original reluctance. And Yuhi loved him for it.
Unfortunately, Yuhi didn't want human him. He wanted him him. Chupacabra him. The real him.
He was in the wrong body.
Who are you? That was the most inhumane question "Yuhi" could ask!
He wasn't even Chupataro anymore. He was no one.
He wasn't Yuhi's. He was garbage. His proper place was at the dump!
He was a lie, and eventually, every lie crumbled.
It was punishment, but not the roughing up he begged Meeeg-chan for.
Chupataro blinked his eyes open.
It was morning, and Yuhi was still snoring.
Chupataro breathed. He was at UTS. He was "himself."
Time to get to work.