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"Shit-- it's still October!" Yes, Jonouchi was serious about sleeping through the entire month.
"You and me both. I hate spooky month, people always try to scare me and I hate it." Don't remind him of the time the castle got haunted, either, he hated that. Coran did not help either.
Jonouchi jolted upright in his spot when he heard the stranger's voice. "Uh, hey there--" he greeted awkwardly before he processed what was actually said to him.
Suddenly, he was nodding along. "It's so overrated!" he huffed loudly. "I don't get why people like scaring each other! What's so cool about ghosts and zombies anyways?!"
Jonouchi hadn't even been awake for an hour until he saw the date on his phone. "Alright. Someone wake me back up after this month's over..." he groaned before flopping back onto his bed.
Siegfried chuckled darkly. "Currently active? So you managed to scare both Seto Kaiba und Yugi Muto away with your abysmal fashion sense? Or perhaps it was your foul mouth? Your inability to use proper language? It could be any number of things really..." He sighed dramatically.
"There's no point in dueling you again. I already won once und that was already more time than I prefer to waste. No pride in trouncing amateurs, after all."
"Perhaps you have improved. It's neither here nor there to me... I have infinitely more important issues to attend to."
"THERE AIN'T NOTHING WRONG WITH THE WAY I DRESS!" Jonouchi exclaimed with a yell. One of his hands bunched into a fist. "I EARNED MY RANK FAIR AND SQUARE!"
Unlike the previous time they met, there were none of his friends around to pull him back if he decided to get physical. There was a rational side of his brain yelling at him to not use his fists. The bastard was likely here at the tournament for a reason, and he couldn't risk his ass getting disqualified for something so trivial.
But fuuuck was it getting harder to hold himself back. He was starting to shake from his anger. If there was one thing that set Jonouchi off like nothing else; it was being belittled.
"If ya have more important issues to deal with, then why the hell are ya here?!" he demanded sharply.
In any other circumstance, he'd be happy to not be recognized. These days people recognized him for scandal, and treated him accordingly. But to not be recalled at all? By the fool he defeated in Grand Prix? This level of impropriety could not be stood for.
"Siegfried von Schroeder!" he announced, projecting his voice- which prompted a few turned heads from other guests nearby. "President of Schroeder Corporation, Europe's #1 Gaming Company und one of the top Sponsors of this tournament," he recited.
He barely held back a smirk as he slipped into a more chipper, charismatic tone, "Most importantly, I'm the one who defeated you with my Valkyries at the KC Grand Prix! I only meant to win..." he cooed. "If I've caused some mental distress or brain trauma with the force of my victory, please know that I'm happy to pay for any needed medical treatment." The contrast of the backhanded offer and perky tone of his voice was just enough to fool a passerby into thinking he was truly concerned. Truth be told, he didn't recall the blonde's name himself, but that was less of a faux pas not to know some commoner. Besides, it allowed him one final jab:
"Und what was your name again? I was too concerned with better duelists I never even made note of it to begin with!"
Jonouchi's expression immediately soured the moment the man became condescending. His mistake was an honest one, but this guy obviously took it as a personal jab.
Well, he sure as hell remembered the bastard's mocking voice.
It reminded him waaaay too much of Kaiba and that was not a compliment.
"HEY! MY BRAIN'S COMPLETELY FINE, ASSHOLE!" he yelled, not caring that was starting to draw a crowd. "I wasn't even trying to be a dick! I'm bad with names!"
"And the name's Jonouchi Katsuya!" he huffed back. "I'm competing in this tournament! I'm a lot better than I used to be!" He scowled outright. "I'm currently the the highest ranking duelist currently active in Japan right now! If we had a rematch, I'd kick your ass!"
Jonouchi was in America for another tournament, but this time, this was the big leagues. Like even bigger than Battle City. This was a world dueling tournament, and he was representing Japan.
While he was nervous as hell, he was also beyond excited. There would be stiff competition from a lot of different countries.
Though, when he approached the stadium, his eyes went comically wide when he saw a row of giant mechanical lions stationed next to it.
His eyes honed in on the red feline-looking ship before he exclaimed in Japanese, "WHY THE HELL ARE THERE GIANT ROBOT CATS HERE?!"
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Jonouchi was excited to be out in Europe for the first time ever. Germany to be precise. Much like Japan, he knew Germany had such a rich history and culture that even he could appreciate it.
He was here for an international dueling tournament and was representing Japan. He wanted to make Domino City proud of him and his progress as a duelist.
Though, since it was the eve of the tournament, he decided to use this chance to take a walk around the area by his hotel. Maybe if he was lucky, he could find a decent place for some food?
Though, just as he found a place that looked like they served some decent grub, he spotted a face he never thought he'd see again in his life. His eyes went comically wide before he dramatically pointed at the man.
"Y-YOU! YOU'RE--!"
"......" And then his brain went blank. Jonouchi flushed when he realized he completely forgot the man's name. "...your name started with an S, right?"
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"Geez, it's been awhile since I've been around here!"
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A soft snort of amusement sounded from Seto's throat at Jou's sudden reaction to seeing him. But at the very least, he was inside now, so that was something.
"It's good to see you too, blondie." He mused, though there was no irritation in his voice or on his face. The ice cold look that had once taken root within his eyes had been replaced with something much softer...Not that many would notice at the moment.
"I guess you could say I needed a fresh start somewhere nobody knew me. And well....The countryside ended up growing on me, I guess." He responded after a moment, already turning to grab a fresh towel so that Jou could dry himself off.
"And what about you? I never took you for the country type either."
This was bizarre to Jonouchi. Beyond bizarre. Did Kaiba hit his head or something?
Why did he sound so.... nice...?
Was this some type of long, drawn out prank being played on him? Even he knew how ridiculous his idea sounded, but it honestly made more sense in his brain than whatever... this was!
"I ain't a country person!" he huffed. "I decided to take my car instead of the train to see Shizuka, and I guess that was my first mistake!"
"My phone lost signal, and I think I turned the wrong way. Then I drove over some damn rocks that shredded up my front tires!"
He paused, waiting to see Kaiba's reaction to this. Surely, there would be some type of quip about how pathetic and useless he was out of it, right?
Malik was becoming increasingly aware how much he didn't want to talk about the past. He could feel his heartbeat in his chest, his breath becoming more ragged despite his attempts to look unfazed.
"I... haven't talked to Yugi... at all, actually." The mention of Yugi wasn't as painful as everything else, but it wasn't helping. Truth be told, he held almost no resentment towards the boy who'd once been the vessel of the Pharaoh. That wasn't his choice after all. It was simply a matter of wrong time, wrong place, wrong magical item that he'd been standing in Malik's way. "I'm glad he's pursuing what he wants. He has nothing more to prove when it comes to Duel Monsters, I suppose."
"It sounds like... we've all gone our separate ways." He caught himself, "Well, maybe except me- I'm still staying with Isis and Rishid. We're.... making up for lost time."
Honestly, Jonouchi was glad for the pivot to Malik's siblings. He was starting to notice that discussing the past wasn't exactly helping either of them at the moment. Shit felt too tense between them as is.
"...yeah, I guess we have," he remarked. He then asked, "How are they, by the way?"
Things between him and Malik were awkward, but he was on better terms with Isis and Rishid at least.
"About 45 minutes," he chuckled before standing. "I know that look, how about I get us a snack." Humming, he went into the kitchen and gathered together a couple things, returning to sit back beside his best friend.
"Here, got some chips and some cookies I baked earlier." Though he took a bite out of one of the cookies himself.
Jonouchi whined when Yugi told him the amount of minutes they'd have to wait. "Pleaaaase...!" he begged at the mention of snacks.
He blinked when he saw the aforementioned cookies. Immediately, he went for one and took a large bite out of it. His eyes lit up like Yugi had just given him the sun. "...Oh my god...!" he moaned around the bite. "This tastes amazing...!"
"I'm pretty sure I've seen you do so multiple times," he laughed and took the phone, ordering his own pepperoni and black olive pizza. "Okay, should be here in a bit. Think you'll survive that long?"
Jonouchi squinted at Yugi. "How long are we talking?" He had to ask.
Memories swarmed Malik immediately. Osiris the Sky Dragon, the Pharaoh Atem, controlling people with the the Millennium Rod, his darker half controlling him- each one hit with the force of a truck and it was a miracle Malik stayed standing. The only sign it affected him at all was a deep breath and a slight sway as he stood.
"....well, I don't have Osiris anymore, so no, actually."
He cleared his throat. "I don't duel anymore and that's... best for everyone." A pause. "Better to let you handle that, I think."
Jonouchi worried he must've said something wrong judging by how quiet Malik became. He almost asked if the guy was okay, but once the Egyptian answered, he relented.
He wanted to make a case that if it was just a matter of building a new deck from scratch, he was sure Malik could manage it. Though, something told him that it was far more than just the loss of a God card.
"I...guess?" he replied, not even sounding like he agreed much. "I mean, ya gotta wanna duel to compete," he relented with a nod. "Ya wouldn't be at the top of your game if you're just forcing it."
He managed a wry smirk. "Believe it or not, Yuugi's not competing anymore either. He's been busy in college and wants to focus on designing his own games, so his title's up in the air right now."
Now who on earth could be ringing his doorbell at this time of day, and in a pouring thunderstorm no less.
Seto got up from his spot on the couch and walked over to see who it was, moving to open the door, and his eyes widened slightly. Standing there was a man he hadn't seen in years, soaked and shivering on his front porch. He'd recognize that blond head of hair anywhere.
"...Jounouchi? What are you doing all the way out here...? You're going to freeze to death out there, come inside, I'll get you a towel and some dry clothes."
Kindness was probably the last thing the poor guy expected (that and seeing someone who was once the flashiest CEO in all of Domino City in baggy sweat pants and a loosely-fitted grey t-shirt), but Seto supposed anyone could change, if given the chance...Including himself. Opening the door fully and moving aside to let Jou inside, he couldn't help but wonder what could have brought him so far out into the countryside in the first place.
Okay, so apparently the day could get worse than it already was.
Of all of the people he could've run into today, the last person he expected to see on the other side of that door was staring back at him. "...K-KAIBA?!" he exclaimed, damn near falling over in his stock. His hand caught the door railing before he could fall back on his ass.
"Wh-what the hell are ya doing out here in the middle of nowhere?!" He hadn't even heard the rest of what the former CEO was saying. He practically had to be corralled into the house.
The cold he felt from the weather seemed to be instantly forgotten about. Once they were both inside, he stood in the entryway, still entirely stupefied by this news. This was Kaiba's house...! His farm...?!
Why the hell did Kaiba have a farm?!
"Yeah I thought it sounded good, here," he handed him his phone. "Order whatever you want. But you're staying to help me eat it all."
"I'm sure I could eat a whole pizza by myself!" Jonouchi exclaimed. And honestly, he was very capable of it. He took the phone and put in an order for a large pepperoni and sausage pizza with breadsticks before passing the phone back to Yugi. "Of course I'll help ya eat more food!"
Malik made his way closer, despite himself. They were in a conversation now after all, awkward as it may be.
"I didn't know that, actually. I just heard there was a tournament in town and wanted to check things out." Cordial. Tempered. It was the best he could manage given the circumstances.
"I'm doing alright. I don't duel much anymore." I'm only good when I mind control other people, turns out.
"But I'm glad to hear you're still dueling." Despite my mind controlling you and almost getting you killed by Ra.
He gave as much of a smile as he could muster, "If I'm honest, I've missed this- the energy dueling and duelists give off. I just can't keep away- not when it's in my own city."
"Yeah, I hear ya," Jonouchi said with a nod. "It's hard to ignore a tournament happening in your own backyard."
He raised an eyebrow when Malik mentioned not dueling much. "...really?" Maybe he shouldn't have been that surprised, all things considered. It wasn't like he knew Malik very well to begin with. "...but you were--" He furrowed his eyebrows. No, the duels in the semi-finals were from Malik's more asshole personality. Now that he thought about it, he didn't know how Malik dueled at all.
Quickly pivoting, he remarked, "--well I heard ya gave Atem a run for his money with that Osiris deck, so I'm sure ya could easily compete if ya wanted to."
