Into the Vrains

Indi. Fujiki Yusaku // Playmaker rp Blog. ygo vrains only. mutuals only follows from linasmuses. written by: Lina || est. 09/09/19

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{•» Takeru «•}‌

“I don’t think anyone does? At least, if they do, then no one talks about it much.”

Never mind that Takeru did good just to make it around Den City still. He’d never completely learned the streets last time he was staying here, though he’d never had a reason to learn who’d lived in that huge house up on that cliffside either. If Kusanagi or Yusaku had known before, then they’d never bothered to tell him. 

“But I guess-” Kusanagi had known Yusaku longer. Takeru could only agree that taking him to visit him would probably do a lot better for his memory than Takeru’s bits and pieces—if they could find Cafe Nagi’s owner, anyway.

“I wish we had a better way to figure out where he was. Kusanagi-san’s got to have his truck parked somewhere in Den City, but it won’t hurt to walk over there to check.” 

The only thing they’d be out were the time and the walk, both of which Takeru didn’t mind giving up to help Yusaku out. 

“You remember what Cafe Nagi looked like at least, right?”

"Hm...?" But maybe that reply wasn't that surprising. If someone actually decide to live so far away from the city they probably wanted to be left alone.  

In the end breaking his head about something like that wouldn't hep him any further, so he shouldn't waste his time with thinking about it. Finding this Kusanagi guy sounded far more promising.

"I mean even if he shouldn't be around that place... there's still the possibility that something I see triggers some of my memories." He wasn't so sure what this something could be but... he couldn't remember Stardust Road. Those VRAINS duels left him with a familiar feeling...

Maybe... hopefully...

A thoughtful expression took place on his face, but was eventually replaced with a frown.

"I... don't know? Hearing that name I remember computer screens, but that's nothing that you'd find in a food truck, right?"

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{•» Ryoken «•}‌

He nods quietly as he hears the others assuring words , then slowly burying his head into the others hair quietly, pulling him closer into him and beggining to rest.

He enjoyed the warmth.. it was new and unfamiliar to him, but it was nice at least. With every passing moment he finds himself drifting off more and more. Before passing out he lazily looks down to check on him and make sure he is resting.

It nearly seemed like Ryoken had waited for him to say something like that, as he almost instantly relaxed afterwards. Was he really that scared to hurt him? Yusaku had long ago realized that the other one didn’t had the best opinion on himself but still.. Yusaku trusted him with everything, even his life. Ryoken wouldn’t hurt him, at least not on purpose. 

Showing the other one a soft smile he snuggled a bit closer, already getting comfy in the position he somehow had found himself into. It nearly seemed like Ryoken had won their little fight this time, as Yusaku couldn’t bring himself to pull away again, but laying here like this meant he wouldn’t be able to continue working either. 

So with small sigh he accepted his defeat that still felt more like a victory and closed his eyes after a while as well. A little rest probably won’t hurt and... maybe with the other one being around his nightmares would spare him for tonight?

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{•» Ryoken «•}‌

He sighs softly as the other continues in mumbling against him , giving him a somewhat irritated “hmph” before sighing softly.

He stiffens as he feels the others arms around his back, feeling as the other pulls themselves closer into his chest. In return he slowly put a arm around him.

For the moment all his worries and anxieties had quickly crawled into his head, thoughts of how selfish he is , how all this is wrong. He hesitates before looking down at yusaku , almost as if for approval just to be near him.

Being so close to the other one Yusaku could feel how the other one stiffened in his hold, causing him to frown again. He didn’t intend to force the older one to anything. He probably was doing so enough with just staying around as it was. After all Ryoken already had said him his final goodbye and yet... here they were. As close as they had never had been before. 

Eventually he could feel Ryokens arms around him as well. But still the other one didn’t seemed to feel comfortable as they were right now. For a moment Yusaku stayed as he was, before he moved his head a bit so that he could get a look at the others face. 

Yusaku wasn’t sure what exactly the expression on Ryokens face was, couldn’t name it. But he didn’t like it there. The other one probably was breaking his head too much over everything already again. 

“Relax... you’re not going to hurt me” he said after a while, voice calm, but he meant every word of it. 

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{•» Ryoken «•}

“Then don’t expect me not to give up on you”

He gestures for yusaku to come closer , he had a idea in mind to try and get him to rest , it was all a matter of trust.

“Come.”

He pats the space on the bed beside him and closes his eyes. It was too late to get into a deep philosophical conversation, but it didn’t stop him convincing the other to finally let his guard down.

Green eyes wide slightly at the others words, as he hadn’t expected to hear them at all. The other one.. wouldn’t give up on him either? He couldn’t help but smile softly at the warm feeling that was slowly growing in his chest by hearing something like that. He had already suspected that Ryoken cared about him, even though he had shut him out so many times. 

But as soon as the smile had appeared it vanished again, leaving a confused expression at the gestures the older one made. For a moment he was hesitating, before he decided that after everything that had happened between them in the last few moments, getting closer to Ryoken again couldn’t be that bad so... slowly he closed the distance to the other one, carefully snuggling against him. 

“But you know... not giving up on me doesn’t have to mean you have to give up yourself..” he mumbled quietly against the others chest again. Without really spending any other thought about it he throw his arms around the older one, holding him close as if he would fear the other one would disappear any second.dd 

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{•» Ryoken «•}‌

“You need to stop.”

He sighs at the notion the younger duelist believed that he needed to be saved , he rubs his temples slowly and glances towards him from the corner of his eyes.

Shuffling ever so slightly he lays on his side , facing the other head on and then watches him quietly. The other was still somewhat… pink from the events that had just transpired.

“We aren’t having this arguement again”

“You started it.”

There was no way he would just stay quiet when Ryoken was saying things like that. He wouldn’t risk it that the other one would actually believe he accepted this view of him. Because there was no way Yusaku ever would. Ryoken might hadn’t been able to see it himself yet but... Ryoken needed to be saved from his dad as well. Maybe even more than they ever did. 

“Don’t expect me not to say anything about it. I won’t give up on you.” 

Actually... Yusaku was not really wanting to have this discussion again either. Not after they just had gotten so close. For a moment he actually had believed his dreams could come true but... it probably would never be like that until Ryoken actually could forgive himself. 

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{•» Ryoken «•}:

“I turned down that future because it was a path I couldn’t drag you down. You needed to find your own path.. instead of tangling yourself with the Hanoi”

After his sentence he sits back up , shuffling over to his side of the bed and resting his head back on the pillow. Instead of looking at the other, he looks towards the stars.

“I had to finish what my father had started. You were too naive and young to understand that if you came with me, you would only end up dead. A fate that myself and the other knights have come to terms with.”

Yusaku couldn’t help but frown at the others words because... hadn’t Ryoken noticed that his path had been tangling with Hanoi from the beginning? He had struggled to live for years before finding out about Hanoi being behind what had happened to him. It was what made him start moving again. Fighting. 

And all the time not only for himself, but for saving Ryoken as well, even though he hadn’t known who the other one was back then. That voice that gave him hope... Ryoken always had been a constant part in his life ever since he had woken up in that white room ten years ago. 

“You’re not responsible for your fathers doings..” he replied in the end, still frowning. The other one wasn’t that close to him anymore and while it did help his heart to calm down again at least a bit Yusaku couldn’t help but admit at least to himself that he already missed the others presence this close to him. 

Rolling himself onto his side he looked at the other one again. “I was always ready to die. My life already stopped back then. I would have accepted that fate if it had meant I’d be able to save you.”

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{•» Ryoken «•}‌

He feels his body stiffen immediately at the feeling of someone touching his cheek, it was warm.. it felt comforting.

I can be selfish just this once.. can’t I?

He leans in slightly as yusaku leans up towards him , closing his eyes and letting himself relax for the first time in a while. After a moment he pulls back.

Raising his right arm to softly stroke the others cheek, before softly placing his forehead against the others.

The blush was still obvious on his face and somehow Yusaku couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. It still felt unreal. Like a dream coming true and he half way expected to wake up from this dream any moment. Or that the other one would pull away, getting mad at him.

Actually he wasn’t sure what he feared more, but neither happened and instead the older one even leaned closer. Yusaku’s eyes wide a bit once he realized that Ryoken didn’t seemed to mind this either. Or he just didn’t want to hurt his feelings. 

But even after Ryoken pulled back eventually he did’t really seemed disgusted or anything close to it. Instead the other ones hand slightly raised his cheek before he could feel the others forehead touching his own. 

The blush was still there, but so was the small but relieved, fond smile on his lips.

“I...always hoped that I could be close to you like this one day...you kept turning down my offer of a future but still.. I never could let go of this hope..”

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{•» Nine «•}

The conditions seemed simple yet difficult at the same time. There was a chance that Playmaker would get involved anyways because of Revolver. Those two were almost like magnets. It was inevitable that they’d meet again and again from what Nine has observed or heard.

Nine didn’t intentionally plan for that to happen though. So he could make promises, right? Folding his arms loosely, he cocked his head to the side.

“The only thing I want is Tsukiya being in safe hands.” Though to be honest, he might be a bit too late. His own origin seemed intensely… Well, anti-ignis.

“If we make it quick, I’m sure Playmaker won’t get involved.”

The fact that Revolver being involved eventually would get Playmaker involved as well was something Ai was rather well aware of. It was something they couldn’t prevent from happening, but that didn’t meant that the other one could purposely drag the other on into this mess. 

No Playmaker would come here on his own terms. And Ai would wait for him, because in the end his former partner was the one he need to end this with. Who needed to end him. This all was about Yusaku,even though the teen wasn’t aware about it yet. And never would be if Ai could help it. 

“I don’t care what you’ll do with Revolver. But once Playmaker enters the picture you let me deal with him.” he replied eventually. Because even though he was aware of the fact that Revolver was someone special to his origin... even though he had came to respect the one who once tried to kill him and his family...Ai wasn’t in the position where he could care about Hanoi’s leader. 

“Well get that origin of yours in safe hands and soon everything will be alright again~”

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{•» Ryoken «•}

His eyes widen a little bit at the last comment, the tint that was once a subtle pink had risen to a more heated red,  looking away for a brief moment as he compares his thoughts. 

Is this really something he doesn't mind? Is it something he wanted

He inhales somewhat as he leans down again, brushing the pink bangs from the others face , then slowly taking a hold of his chin, getting the other to look at him face to face.

“Look at me.”

It was going to take all his pride to sit and ask such a question, to even talk about it was going to be embarrassing.. But after such a situation, could it be left longer? “What do you mean. When you say you don’t mind.”

He still wasn’t able to face the other one, not only because of what he just said, but also because he was rather well aware of the fact that he probably would get lost in those blue eyes again if he would stare at them any longer. 

But it didn’t seemed like he had any choice in this matter, as Ryoken appeared above him again shortly after. The hold the other one got of his chin wasn’t strong or forceful, but yet Yusaku couldn’t help but obey. The skin under the older’s hand was tingling slightly. He couldn’t help but find himself liking this feeling though. 

And again green eyes met those icy blue ones and it took a lot of will power of the younger one to not instantly get lost in the others eyes, to focus on the conversation. The question Ryoken just had asked. 

It instantly made him blush even more though.

“Exactly that..” he replied after a while, voice quiet. For a moment he thought about another attempt to look away, but the others hand was still on his chin, holding him in this position and eventually he let out a deep breath , before slowly raising his own hand, carefully resting it at the others check. 

“I don’t mind it.” he replied, voice still quiet, but firm. “Actually I...” In the end he couldn’t find the right words to say what was on his mind right now. Instead he slowly raised his head a bit before carefully placing his lips on the older ones again. 

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@borreloaded || cont. from here 

It started off a uneventful evening, the usual debate of ‘Sleep’ and ‘No you’ had long passed, and the other was still sat awake on the other side of the bed, Ryoken had already given up on arguing and closed his eyes for the evening, after continuously hearing the tapping on fingers on the touch screen he snaps.  Jolting upright he leans over and pries the device from yusakus hands, not taking into account one fatal flaw in his plan.

He was now hovering over his companion, arms shaky after being disturbed from his rest, they involuntarily buckle beneath him, causing him to fall flat on the other without time to compose or catch himself.

He winces ever so slightly as their foreheads knock briefly, before he can hiss out in pain he realizes there lips were touching ever so slightly. eyes widening, he moves back quickly, a small rose tint creeping onto his cheeks. “…Sorry”

This whole debate about going to sleep or not had long become something Yusaku had gotten used to. If he was totally honest to himself than he actually had to admit that he even enjoyed them from time to time. It wasn’t like he ever had given up on the arguements the older one made, even if they made sense and sound resonable, but still... it was nice to believe that Ryoken actually cared about him and his well-being. 

After all the time they spend together on this boat Yusaku still wasn’t sure how to describe what it was that was between them. Their relationship. He was still rather sure that Ryoken was his precious person, always would be. He trusted the older one with everything, despite of everything that had happened between them. They were friends. Or at least Yusaku liked to believe that. And sometimes he wished it was a bit more. 

Still that didn’t meant he would just listen and obey once Ryoken told him to go to sleep like usual. At least he showed some good will. He had taken his computer and at least got into bed, but that probably was that farthest Ryoken would made it tonight and for a while it seemed like the older teen had accepted his defeat. 

Except he did not. 

Without any warning the device had been taken out of his hands, and Ryoken appeared above him. But he didn’t even got the chance to complain or say anything at all, as the others arms were already giving up on him and Ryoken crashed down upon him. Which.. .on and itself probably would have been rather awkward in some sense, but it wasn’t enough already. 

Green eyes wide in surprise as his lips were met with those of the older one and for a moment everything in him just stopped. It was something Yusaku had often wondered about, dreamed about. But he never had expected it become true, even less under these circumstances. 

The other one pulled back shortly after and mumbled a quiet apologize. Yusakus face probably was as red as the others, if not even more. 

“No it’s.. .I don’t mind..” he replied in the end, voice quiet but... he wasn’t able to face the other one while admitting that. 

But at least Ryoken managed one thing with all of this. His work was forgotten for now. 

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{•» Takeru «•}‌

“Yeah, that place. It’s the spot that’s by that huge mansion that sits up on the top of that hill, too.”

Though Takeru wasn’t really sure why Yusaku and Kusanagi had called the overlook ‘Stardust Road’ either. He’d heard stories from Kusanagi about the ocean glowing on really rare occasions that makes the waves look like stardust, but…something like that must’ve been really really rare. Takeru had never seen it himself. 

“I guess it’d probably be quicker to go check there instead of calling him anyway. It’s not like he’d actually move Cafe Nagi once he sets up just to come pick us up all the way over here. Unless you want to stay around here for a little longer?”

Yusaku had seemed pretty interested by the duels going on inside Link VRAINS before. Maybe watching more of what was happening online would kickstart a memory?

Well that wasn’t ringing any memories, but somehow Yusaku felt sad hearing about that mansion. Though he couldn’t really say why, but he felt like something had happened there. He somehow was connected to that place...or was he just imagine things because he was desperate to find answers about himself? 

“Do you know who lives at that mansion?” he wanted to know eventually, a rather thoughtful look on his face. Probably not. Otherwise the other one would have said so already probably. 

In the end he only nod slightly at the others words. If Kusanagi was busy with work they didn’t even had a guarantee that he would pick up if they’d call him. 

The question made him frown again though,while his eyes wandered back to the screens showing the duels.  At least with the one on the biggest screen Yusaku was already rather sure who would win. He probably had been good in that game as well, hu? 

“I don’t know..but I guess Kusanagi could tell me more about myself than those duels could?” was the reply he gave eventually, before he turned back to the younger one. “I think I want to see that other place. Stardust Road.”

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{•» Takeru «•}

“I don’t think anything happened to him. He moves around the city sometimes, but…I figured we could’ve counted on him being here.”

Though Takeru should’ve known better than to count on anything, especially when Kusanagi owned a mobile food van and he hadn’t said anything about dropping by before. He could only guess where Kusanagi had picked to set up Cafe Nagi for the day, though it if wasn’t here-

“Maybe he just decided to park on that street that overlooks the ocean. You know, that one of the opposite side of town from here?”

Though truth be told, Takeru wasn’t completely sure how to get there without help either. He thought he could remember the way Yusaku had shown him last, but…it was a path that wound its way straight through Den City’s crowded streets.

“You don’t have Kusanagi-san’s number still, do you?” Maybe they could just call him.

“Okay.” he replied and somehow Yusaku couldn’t help but feel relieved about how convinced the other one seemed about the fact that this Kusanagi was alright. He couldn’t even remember that guy. But somehow Yusaku hadn’t been able not to be worried about him. Like the other one was important to him. He probably was if he spend that much time around him but.. .it was nice to actually feel it and not only be told about it. 

Street that overlooks the ocean? For a moment there was a confused expression on his face because he was rather sure there were may streets along the ocean out there so how was he supposed to know which exact the other one meant? 

Except... he did.

“Stardust Road?” he replied, probably more surprised about his own answer than Takeru could ever be because.. .where did that come from? 

The question about the number brought him down from the short hope of remembering rather soon again though.  “I couldn’t even remember his name until you told me? And I didn’t have a phone with me.” Otherwise... otherwise he probably would have called all contacts he could find on it just to find at least a few information about himself. 

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{•» Nine «•}

Can’t win alone…That much Nine figured was the harsh reality of the situation. With all of his friends captured except one or two, it was hard doing anything on his own. More like impossible. Even if he was a highly intelligent AI, he there were limits and this was one of them.

“Hmm… So that means it’s a win-win?”

Nine wouldn’t get his hopes up just yet though. As much as he would love to. Despite Ai being an idol or even a godly figure he had forever looked up to, he still had every right to be doubtful.

“Ai would say so~” he replied, a smile on his face. Was it really? Actually he wasn’t sure, after all he planned for death while the other one had some bigger plan in mind if he was fighting Hanoi for his origin. But Ai didn’t really want to care about that just yet. Maybe the others existence changed something, but he still couldn’t  risk Yusaku getting harmed because of him still being alive. 

“If you want to distract Hanoi I’ll help you. But you’ll have to promise me that Playmaker won’t be dragged into this.”

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He somehow had knew he shouldn’t have made that step but at some point Yusaku couldn’t have helped it anymore. After all the time he had tried to figure out what had happened to him.. it had become more and more clear that he had to return to Link Vrains to find the answers he was seeking. Even if something inside him basically screamed that it was a mistake. 

That he should have listened to the one thing he somehow had known for sure became rather evident the moment he had appeared in the virtual world, with pain more or less exploding inside of his head what instantly brought him down on his knees. 

In the end he couldn’t even say whether he screamed or not, but something had caught his attention somehow. Some blur of black and violet. He.. wasn’t alone, was he? 

“Who...who’s there?” 

What was going on? Part of him was about to just let go  and accept whatever was pulling at him right now but another one... another one was scared and wanted exactly that not to happen and... was this why he hadn’t been able to remember? 

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Once bright green eyes were starring widely at the tall man that was standing right before him. The boy wasn’t exactly sure where that stranger had come from because he had been rather sure that he was alone before. Whatever that meant here, because he already had learned that people tend to just appear out of nowhere appearantly. The scary guy was doing it all the time. 

Speaking of... for a moment he forced himself to look away from the stranger, instead looked around to check that the scary one hasn’t appeared again yet. But they were still alone. Only him and that stranger that somehow felt familiar and at the same time not.  Something about seeing him caused some pang of sadness, what soon lead to him fighting back the tears he couldn’t explain himself. 

“Who ... who are you?” 

Was that guy working with the scary one? The boy wasn’t sure but somehow he didn’t felt like he would. 

@codetalked​

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{•» Nine «•}

Oh? Was Ai offering a hand? But if he’s expecting anything in return… There’s nothing really to offer, unfortunately. And that much seemed to show on Nine’s face before he’d eventually shrug his shoulders.

“I could offer you my service, perhaps? You know, make me a decoy for whatever you’re trying to accomplish.”

Become an accomplice, Nine was suggesting. But perhaps he wasn’t persuasive enough with how brief his offer was. Getting Ai involved would be beneficial, but only for himself. It was hard to imagine him agreeing… Not that it troubled Nine too much. He hadn’t considered Ai in his equation at all.

Whatever he was trying to accomplish. 

Well wasn’t that a good question. Eventually there wasn’t that much he wanted to accomplish after all. It was nothing more than sweet death that was waiting for him at the end of this path. 

And while the other one might not be able to help him accomplish that he at least could help getting others motivated to do so. He already lashed out at the Zaizen siblings. Hanoi was brought down to it’s leader and two others. At yet they were hesitating in fighting him for real. That AI Revolver-sensei brought to the fight was just as much prove for it. 

So maybe helping the other one dragging that origin away from Revolver would be the final straw that made not only Revolver but Playmaker as well finally giving up on him. 

“You’ll go against Hanoi. It’s a war you can’t win alone.” he replied in the end, shrugging slightly. “Fortunately what you’re planing to do is going to make some people really, really angry. And that’s exactly what Ai needs them to be.”