#bondswithinhope

[hanekuriboh]

Cont. || @bondswithinhope

Juudai was already on the verge of falling asleep when his pda binged, indicating an incoming message. He scampered to open it, not wanting to miss the chance to get in contact with Yusei, since he wasn’t sure how long their connection would last for.

He typed back:

We might not be so far apart since I’m receiving these. I’ve been traveling a lot. I have to tell you in person later. Where can I find you?

[forgotten-scientist]

Hakase ran up to the research lab to begin his first day of work. He knew he shouldn’t get a job being dead and all, but you can only clean a small house so many times when no one gets it dirty.  He grabbed his new badge at the front desk and quickly paced through the building to the directions the receptionist gave him to meet his overseer. Hakase glanced at his watch. He was already a few minutes late. He approached the room, slowly opening the door to peek his head in before fully stepping inside. He found out he was in the break room and his overseer was apparently late as well. 

[hanekuriboh]

Cont. || @bondswithinhope

He tossed the condom at Yusei’s head and sat down on Yusei’s bed, crossing his legs. “Yeah? Like what?” he asked, unamused. He knew what a condom was... now. So was Yusei just humouring him or were there actually other uses for it besides, well, sex? Now he was curious.

[hanekuriboh]

Time Warp [+bondswithinhope]

He was supposed to have returned to his time, to his former location where he was mid-journey when Paradox and Yusei appeared.

But this didn’t look like the right place.

Judai walked cautiously down the run down streets, hoping to figure out where he was. In the distance he could sort of see what looked like city lights, but here everything was dark. He heard shuffling and then spotted from the corner of his eyes some kids hanging out in an alleyway, weird marks on their faces. Something about the marks looked familiar. Not wanting any trouble, he continued walking and tried to ignore it.

The wind blew and a flyer landed in Judai’s hands, advertising an old riding duel competition. Suddenly something in his head clicked. Those marks--they were like the one Yusei had on his face! He must have ended up too far in the future somehow.

Then this...

He looked around. He must have ended up in Yusei’s era.

Crumpling the flyer in his hand, Judai took off running, guided entirely by his intuition. He had to find Yusei. Someone here had to know him. He ran around asking any passerby he came across and he was eventually guided to an old underground subway station. He cautiously scouted the area upon entering; who knew where those strangers could have guided him to? Still, somehow his instinct was to believe them--that this was the right place.

“...Yusei?” he voiced out, closing the door he’d just walked through behind himself. He didn’t see anyone. There were a lot of... parts, he observed, his hand reaching out to touch what looked like it once might have been part of a hood of a car...or something--he wasn’t much of a mechanic.

@bondswithinhope

[hanekuriboh]

He paused tapping his hand against the trackpad of his keyboard. What should he write? Would Judai even see it? Did the Internet work between two times? But it sure looked like his page.. Recollecting himself, the mechanic sighed as he typed. "I don't know if this will reach you.. But it's Yusei and it looks like.. I might have found you.. Judai?" He typed I miss you after but shook his head backing it up erasing the last words rubbing his eyes as he set his head down on his keyboard.

Juudai was deep in his travels, having visited the realms of spirits and beyond, gone over dimension thresholds, and everything in between. In fact, he wasn’t so certain as to where he was when he reached a city with cell reception and a nice stranger helped to hook him up to the internet.

That was when he saw the message from Yusei on his pda. His eyes grew wide in surprise. How had that reached him and how long ago had it been sent? He supposed it wouldn’t really matter, since they were from different times anyway. Perhaps to Yusei it would feel as though no time had passed whatsoever between sending it and Juudai actually seeing it.

He settled down on the futon of the travel inn he had settled down at for the night and decided to try writing back:

Hey, Yusei. Not sure how long ago you sent that but I just saw it. It’s me. Maybe I’m closer to you than I think. Staying at an inn for the night, might look for you tomorrow.  Gotcha!

He ended it on his infamous catch phrase, reminiscent of his days as a vigorous duelist at Duel Academia. After all, that was how he was when Yusei had met him.

[primasuka-blog]

@bondswithinhope​  ❤

                          ❝  you  really  ought  to  be  careful  . ❞  a  single  voice  of  concern  radiates  within  the  COOL  exterior  of  the  former  OBELISK  QUEEN’S  visage  ;  eyes  slanted  softly  into  an  arch  brow   ——  her  lips  so  casually  pursed.  although  she  was  rather  startled  by  his  RIGID  appearance  and  wounded  posture,  there  was  no  denying  the  GENTLE  kindness  that  radiated  within  her.  ❝  dueling  can  be  all  fun  and  games,  but  speeding  in  those  motorcycles  are  completely  daring. ❞