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 92: Song of Departure
"Kuaidul Velgear! Now I, the lone proto-Karutumata, shall press onward on a new Rush Duel road!"
"So he said, but…He knew where the road ended. He knew all along he didn't have much time left." Yuhi looked into the darkness above the Black Goat. "The Velgearians…They're goin' to disappear like Kuaidul…They're goin' to go extinct…"
The real night sky. The real Mutsuba Town.
Back. Finally. With Kuaidul's expiration – his literal last breath – their minds were finally unplugged from the space-time.
All good news came with a caveat. The Velgearians who'd resurrect endlessly…who Kuaidul himself had decreed would go on fighting forever, under the guise of the Creator…They had expiration dates!
Chupataro patted Damamu on the head. "Damamu, go brush your teeth, chupa. Chupa and Yuhi will be right up, cabra."
Damamu happily scooped up the key in both hands ("Wee! Responsibility!"), floated up to Chupataro's apartment, retrieved the big red toothbrush from inside, and floated to the bathroom at the end of the floor.
Oh, to be that carefree!
Yuhi sulked, the knowledge of the Velgearians' imminent doom dragging him down into the gutter. Below Manabu's rep.
They were never letting Manabu off the hook for his nonsense (tuna!).
Yuhi shied away from Chupataro's robot's hand, grunting.
The divide between them hadn't been this pronounced in a while, reaffirming to Chupataro the fact that, despite his relationship with Yuhi, he and Yuhi were different. A chupacabra and an Earthling.
As the recipient of Kuaidul's last words, Yudias should have been hardest hit. It was his brethren on borrowed time, spiralling toward a fate not even Kuaidul – the godlike precursor to his race – could forestall.
Yet Yuhi made it his focus.
Yudias. Zuwijo. Dinois. Muda. Dudi Nishaw. The 8.88 million countrymen aboard Valvelgear. The many more living in the Velgear Star Cluster. There had to be a solution. Ultraterrestrial Trouble Solutions would find it! After their experiences in Kuaidul's space-time, UTS was 35 men (women, and alien animals) stronger!
Perhaps because of Yuhi's humanity rubbing off on him, Chupataro knew he needed to take some of the burden off. He tilted over Yuhi tilting over the railing, pressing his teeth softly into the base of Yuhi's neck.
Blood started to flow. Chupataro drank. Yuhi reached back and into Chupataro's hair, relearning what it was to truly feel, being cloistered in a fictional world for as long as it seemed they were.
Real flesh. Real blood.
Unchanging feelings.
Feelings unchanged.
Chupataro didn't let Yuhi fall. He caught Yuhi around his shoulders, extracting his teeth and kissing up Yuhi's throat and chin, feeling Yuhi's rattail against his face.
"We're all gonna die someday, chupa," Chupataro whispered. "Yudias and the others, they're just not as immortal as everyone thought, chupa."
"Doesn't seem fair. Kuaidul disappearin' is one thing. He manipulated us! He used Nyandestar as a test subject right after she watched her parents and her planet get frozen by the Great King of Terror! But Yudias? Why's Yudias got to disappear?"
"Yudias was ready to disappear if it gave Kuaidul a chance to live even a bit longer, cabra."
"That's because Yudias sees the good in everyone."
He's always been like that, chupa. Yudias kept giving Chupa chances, chupa, Chupataro reminisced. "Take it from Chupa who's done the Fusion thing: Chupa chupa, chupa."
Was that a pep talk?
"Chupa-chupa, why won't you shut up?"
"Sorry…chupa." Chupataro embraced the cheeky. He bled the semblance of a smile out of Yuhi, so he wasn't all bad at empathizing!
He wasn't all bad. Because of Yudias. Because of Yuhi.
Neither gave up on him.
And what allowed them to understand each other…were Rush Duels.
"Chupataro, do ya…Do ya think we're together because of Kuaidul?" Yuhi's suspicion snapped Chupataro from his internal monologue.
"Chupa?"
Okay, now he was pushing it with the chupas. A few more chupas, and Yuhi would stretch Chupataro's face apart again!
"It worries me. That Kuaidul might've set us up. He put everything else in motion. With Zuwijo. With Yudias. Why not with us?"
"That's not what worries Chupa, cabra."
"It's not?"
"No, cabra~! If anyone set us up, it's Yuga!"
"Unless that was Kuaidul impersonatin' Yuga that time, and he was testin' Fusion on ya as a trial run for fusin' with Yudias!"
"Chu, thanks for that hypothetical, chupa!"
"Ha ha ha," Yuhi laughed darkly. "My hero."
Chupataro blushed, the intensity of red a direct result of his digestion of Yuhi's blood.
"Chupataro! Chupataro! Chupataro! Hurry, Chupataro! Help!"
"What's up, Damamu?" Damamu chanting Chupataro's name brought Yuhi back to Chupataro chanting "Rush Duel" when Yuamu and Chupataro duelled. That fond memory of when it all began for them.
"Gotta pee! The door won't open!" Damamu darted about uncomfortably.
"Chupa?"
"Gotta pee…"
The clumsy craftsmanship on the toilet door. Wasn't like there was a landlord to repair the Black Goat Residence.
"One sec. Papa will fix it, chupa."
"Yippee!"
"NO! Don't pee! Hold it in, cabra!"
"Egil Velgear-in' Tamabot and attackin' Chupataro. A hand through Yudias' chest. MIK carding people flat. Is there anything you're not excited by, Damamu?" Yuhi asked his Earthdamar.
Chupataro was so determined for Damamu not to have an accident, he ran up the stairs with Damamu tucked under his robot's arm and practically busted the door open.
"Uhahahahahaha! I'm a spaceship!"
BANG!
"There! Knock yourself out, chupa!"
Potty emergency averted, Yuhi and Chupataro pulled a floating, sleep-talking Damamu down between them on the floor of Chupataro's apartment. Mama, papa, and child.
In the long, restless night, the notes of Rovian's guitar cried out toward a morning yet unseen, singing a song of departure.