[fieldbox= Virgil Bowmen & Yuichi Nakamura, silver, solid]
[October 13th, Duel Academy Ferry]
“Maybe you have seen me in some pictures on the web or something. My parents are a C-list dueling celebrity couple believe it or not. I've lived in America all my life actually, this is the first time I've been so far from home."
After hearing this, Yuichi was about to respond before Lucius butted in with Virgil adding in a few more comments. When it seemed like the two were done, Yuichi opened his mouth.
“I see… That is probably it. The web…”
In truth, Yuichi didn’t believe that, but once again said that to be polite.
“And sorry Lucius. I didn’t get to see the duel. And thank you Virgil, you’re probably right.”
Yuichi himself was more inclined to believe this was their first meeting; Virgil’s appearance was exotic around these parts. While it wasn’t rare for foreigners to end up at southern Japan’s Duel Academy, duelists like Virgil weren’t common either. For Yuichi to be able to forget such a face would be quite an achievement.
(“But what’s this feeling? Feels like when I saw that green girl earlier... Mayb-”)
“Oh, if it isn’t Yuichi-sama! I’ve been looking for you all over!”
“Ah, is that him Isaka?”
Yuichi’s thoughts were interrupted by two new voices. He turned around to see two boys around his age dressed in Obelisk Blue uniforms. One was wearing glasses and seemed quite pudgy while the other one looked overly slim. Yuichi tried to place their faces and remembered that they were the boys who made fun of that girl at the exam.
“Of course it’s him idiot! Now greet him properly you’re embarrassing me!”
“Sorry Isaka. And hello Yuichi-sama. This lowly one is Mukouda.”
Mukouda bowed deeply, shocking Yuichi. He waved his hands in a panic.
“Uhh, there’s no need for that. Do you have some business with me…?”
“Yuichi-sama, I humbly request you step away from that outsider. We Japanese must stick together and shouldn’t associate with such…”
Isaka looked at Virgil with eyes like he was looking at a cockroach covered in dung. Virgil caught his look and shot the same look back at him.
(“Who’s this pompous punk?”) Virgil thought.
“People. And he’s a Ra Yellow at that. Undoubtedly he got preferential treatment because of his outsider status. His duel was quite meager; imagine my surprise when I hear he’s a Ra Yellow!”
“Meager?” Virgil responded.
Isaka shrugged his shoulders and sighed, ignoring Virgil.
“Now
you on the other hand, what a marvelous duel! I can only count my blessings that I bared witness to it! Such decisive play! And how quick you defeated your opponent! Just too many things to say!”
Isaka then grabbed Yuichi by the arm, a smile on his face.
“Now come along. I know quite a few who would love to meet you. Come along Muk don't just stand there.”
Isaka shot Virgil a glare full of hate then attempted to drag Yuichi along. Yuichi brushed off Isaka’s grip, to the latter’s surprise.
“What exactly, is wrong with Virgil?”
Isaka scoffed.
“Yuichi-sama, look at him. Not a Japanese, that appearance of a delinquent with that hair, and shoddy dueling skills!”
“Oh so you’re not only a stuck up dick, but a bigot at that. Bravo scumbag.” He shot back clapping his hands. He turned his attention back to Yuichi and gave a befuddled look.
“Yuichi, is this really the type of people you associate with?” he asked.
Yuichi shook his head then addressed Isaka.
“Is that it?”
Isaka gasped.
“Yuichi-sama, that is not it. It’s ALL the justification one needs!”
Yuichi sighed then placed a hand on his head. He muttered.
“Oh boy, I heard some rumors of Obelisk Blue being like this… Unbelievable.”
“Yuichi-sama?”
Yuichi looked at Isaka with a clear look of displeasure.
“Isaka, was it? I’m sorry but it looks like I won’t be able to get along with you.”
He turned his back on Isaka to return his gaze to Virgil.
“Sorry about that interruption. What were we talking about?”
Virgil smiled at Yuichi disregard for Isaka.
“Turn around Yuichi, The guy's head has turned red like he’s ate a bowl of hot peppers,” he chuckled while pointing at Isaka.
Isaka was fuming. Yuichi turned around to see Isaka’s face just as Virgil described.
“You… You… Yuichi-sama! I can’t accept this! We are the elites! How could you-“
“Isaka…!”
Mukouda, who had been silent up to this point interrupted.
“How dare you interrupt me! You fat slob!”
“Isaka, we’re gathering a crowd…”
Isaka looked around. It seemed that Mukouda’s words were accurate.
“Grr…”
Isaka stomped his feet in anger, but stopped as if he realized something.
“A duel. I challenge you to a duel, Yuichi Nakamura.”
Yuichi waited for Isaka to continue, but realizing he wasn’t, Yuichi uttered,
“State your terms.”
“If I win then you must cease relations with that nonnative.”
Yuichi raised an eyebrow.
(“What is this guy?”)
“And if I win?”
“You may continue to consort with that.”
“That? Oh I’ll be happy to wipe the floor with you! Just because you’re blue doesn’t mean you can disrespect Ra’s and Slifer’s!” He shouted. Virgil was starting to lose his cool. He didn’t like being talked down to and being dehumanized especially in front of a crowd; it wasn’t going to be tolerated.
Yuichi slowly smirked while Isaka glared at Virgil before looking back at Yuichi. Yuichi noted Isaka’s lack of response.
(“Does this Isaka discriminate so much that he won’t even address Virgil? How revolting…”)
Yuichi let out another sigh before he responded.
“I refuse.”
“What?!” Isaka growled. “Ah, I misjudged you Yuichi-sama. I didn’t take you to be a coward.”
Ignoring Isaka’s outburst, Yuichi continued.
“I don’t mind dueling you.”
“Then…?”
“Your terms aren’t acceptable. There’s nothing to gain for me if I win, since whether I associate with Virgil or not isn’t up to me alone. It’s not a one-way deal.”
“What…?”
Yuichi shook his head and sighed again.
“If you don’t understand after this much, I’m not sure wha-“
“Ha! Coward! Well I’ll let you go for now Nakamura! And that yellow with the audacity to challenge me to a duel? I won’t forget this!”
After blurting that out as fast as he could, Isaka made his retreat with Mukouda. Yuichi shook his head then turned to Virgil as the crowd of onlookers dwindled.
“What a character. Sorry that you got involved because of me. Well then…”
Yuichi lightly bowed then made to leave, not wanting to trouble Virgil any further. But just then, Virgil reached out to Yuichi as he tried to make his leave and place his hand on his shoulder.
“Hey Yuichi, if those elites give you any trouble give me a call. Just take my down my contact on PDA and hit me up when you need me.”
Virgil took his hand off his shoulder and pulled out his PDA.
“Here’s my email.”
Yuichi paused, then looked at the PDA.
“Ah, thank you. You as well. If they bother you please tell me as well.”
He exchanged information with Virgil. After that was settled, he returned the devices to his pockets.
“Well then, I’ll be off. Goodbye Virgil and…”
Yuichi looked at Lucius with a knowing smile. He didn’t address Lucius directly like before, since there were still a few curious bystanders observing; he wasn’t sure if Virgil wanted to bring attention to Lucius or not and as such opted for the safe option.[/fieldbox]