Ryuzaki,

I know that this may come off as a surprise, that this may be sudden, but I've been in love with you for years now. It was practically love at first sight, if not for your subpar dueling I would have confessed a long time ago.

I was an idiot for that. I'll admit. Back then I had an ego the size of the sun, and couldn't see past the fact you had more losses than me. I thought that would ruin my reputation. That was a stupid reason. My reputation was already in shambles. If anything, you'd be the one taking the hit.

I've since realized that my reputation didn't matter, and my love for you has never changed. I doubt it ever will. After five years of us being friends I thought my feelings would die down, but they only got stronger.

I want to be with you forever. Be your boyfriend, hell maybe your husband if we last that long. We've been by each other's side for so long, going through the worst shit imaginable, being ostracized, and almost dying all because of my stupidity. You never left me. You always stayed with me.

If you can't figure out who sent this letter, then you're an idiot. Though, that's something that I've always loved about you anyway.

That was the note that Japan's formerly famous duelist, Dinosaur Ryuzaki, had found when he'd come back from a tournament after scoring third place.

He'd never read anything like this. A genuine love confession from someone! It obviously wasn't a prank, he'd gotten his fair share of those, and it was written by someone he was already close to! So it should not only be easy to find the sender, but be easy to form a relationship with!

There was no indication of who could have sent it, no address, no name, no nothing. All he had were the vague clues written in the letter.

His first time reading it, Ryuzaki had no clue who could have sent it. Reading it again and again, he began to notice every little detail in the paper, just not enough to figure out who had sent it.

He needed to know who wrote the letter, and he needed to know now!

He put his shoes back on and ran out of his house. It was currently 5:57 pm, everyone he knew should be home. The first stop, because he was the closest, Espa Roba.

Now, Ryuzaki and Espa weren't actually close enough for every thing in the letter to be not weird. They didn't hang out unless it was a tournament, and they hadn't been in any actual life or death scenarios, but Espa was dramatic and exaggerated everything, so maybe..?

Ok. He didn't make any sense. The note was written way too well for it to be him, and it didn't even mention the universe and the stars once. Not even a "I've always felt like we were star crossed lovers" or something.

Oh well. Maybe he just wanted this note to be special or something, and if he didn't write it he could help find out who did.

It was a win win!

Reaching the fraudulent psychic's house, Ryuzaki repeatedly knocked on the door several times until loud stomping led to the door being violently flung open, and an annoyed Espa Roba in its wake.

"What do you want from me?!" shrieked the universe's favorite.

Ryuzaki backed up a bit, then held up the love letter.

"Did you send me a letter?"

Espa gave him an annoyed look, "We walked home from the tournament together idiot. HOW COULD I HAVE PUT A LETTER IN YOUR MAIL SLOT?"

Ryuzaki thought about it for a moment. Man. We did walk home together.

He rubbed the back of his head and snickered, "My bad. I guess since you were the last person I was with you were the only one to come to mind."

Espa Roba looked at the note in Ryuzaki's hand, and snatched it. "Did you read this more than once? Maybe there are some kind of clues written in it."

"Well I did read it, and I feel stupid for thinking you wrote it because it was written way too good to be you." Ryuzaki teased.

"Hey! I'm good at writing! And focus on the actual note! This could be your one chance at love, I'm not gonna let you be alone forever!" Espa looked over the note about eight times, analyzing the entire thing.

"Ya find anything?" Ryuzaki impatiently asked.

"Well, this person clearly loves you,"

"Damn really."

"And they seem to be close to you…" Espa thought for a second, looked like he was going to say something, then shook his head at the thought. "Ghost maybe?"

Ryuzaki started to giggle maniacally, "Ghost? Isn't he dating someo-'' Espa cut him off.

"Yeah and they need to break up! Anyway it actually probably isn't him, but we should still ask." Espa reached for his sneakers.

Ryuzaki rolled his eyes, "What about…" he blushed slightly, "Haga?"

"It was not Haga! He couldn't be romantic if it'd save his life!"

Ryuzaki frowned.

When Espa's shoes were on, they walked down the block to Ghost's house. Conveniently, he lived on the same street as them.

As the two approached the house, they noticed that Ghost was already outside and talking to someone over the phone. It sounded semi serious, but clearly not serious enough because the second Ghost saw them walk towards him, he told the other person bye and hung up.

"What do guys want?" He sounded a little annoyed.

"Well we-" Ryuzaki was going to explain, but Espa took that opportunity.

"We wanted to know if you knew who wrote Ryuzaki a love letter or could find any clues as to who sent it."

Espa held out the letter, and with an exasperated sigh, Ghost took it. He didn't even look over the letter for a second before clicking his tongue and saying, "Haga wrote it."

Ryuzaki and Espa froze, "...What?"

"H-a-g-a w-r-o-t-e i-t." Ghost made sure to accent each sound just to drive the point in that Ryuzaki… was a dumbass.

Why did he have to listen to Espa Roba? He and Haga have been friends for years, been through hell and back, and Ryuzaki would be lying if he said he wasn't also completely in love with Haga. He could have been on the phone and in a relationship by now if he wasn't such a dunce.

Ryuzaki hung his head down while Ghost gave him back the letter.

"Haga just ranted to me about how scared he was that you wouldn't return his feelings. I suggest you talk to him because everyone except the two of you, and Espa, knew you liked each other." Ghost gave no words of encouragement, and went back inside.

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Haga wrote the letter. Haga wrote the letter. Ryuzaki was practically in tears. Not just because he was the dumbest moron to ever walk the Earth and should not ever listen to Espa Roba again, but because his best friend was in love with him. Him of all people!

He could barely contain his excitement! Which quickly became a problem because he was having trouble selecting Haga's number thanks to his trembling. He managed to click it after several attempts, and waited for him to answer. The phone rang twice before Haga finally answered.

"H-hey Ryuzaki… can I help you?" he sounded nervous, but Ryuzaki failed to notice that.

"I'm in love with you!!" he wasted no time shouting. Excitement oozing from his words.

"Eh?! Uhm, er, ok..?" Haga stuttered out, embarrassed and surprised.

Ryuzaki failed to notice that too, "I'm so glad it was you who sent the letter and someone else! I'd be so upset if it ended up being from Espa or Ryota! Thank God Ghost helped me figure out it was you!"

There was a pause on the other side, and then a giggle, "it was so obvious I wrote that letter and you still struggled to tell it was me?"

"Hey! I didn't think you were the type to write angsty love letters!"

"It was not angsty! I poured my heart out in that letter!" He stopped for a second, "I meant every word y'know…" his voice had become soft.

"Yeah, I know. You wanna meet tomorrow? Make this official?"

"Sure-"

"Wait wait wait," Ryuzaki quickly interrupted, "are you still on the East side? How'd you send the letter without me knowing?"

Haga's side of the phone went silent, then he answered, "I've been in Domino since last week. I was going to give you the letter at the tournament, but I ended up not participating in that."

It was now Ryuzaki's turn to laugh, "You mean this entire 'me thinking I had a secret admirer' could've been avoided if you just participated in that budget tournament?"

"Well since you're such an idiot, probably not."

Ryuzaki giggled and exchanged his final pleasantries before he hung up. He punched his fist up and let out a soft, "Boyfriend acquired!"