Chapter Text
Yoshio Versus Luke
"Why change yourself...?"
Yoshio, tuning out Luke, couldn't take his eyes off of his demise. The meteor looked like the sun in color. Even without the meteor it was scorching. Yoshio lost the bet. Lost his drink. He had nothi-. Dragias's meteor connects with Luke's attack name ringing in Yoshio's ears as his Lifepoints reach zero. "Dragon King Strike of Annihilative Supremacy!!" Yoshio, on his behind, his right leg spread out and his left bent at the knee. Yoshio's eyes fixated on his left knee.
Luke's voice came out in a sad/pondering/gripping way with his next words "......I wouldn't say you have nothing." And there Luke was. Yoshio felt him before responding to him. Luke's hand on Yoshio's left knee. Luke's chain clinking as his knees were on the pavement.
Yuuga, listening to Luke's words about Yoshio's mom making Neapolitan Spaghetti. About how she cares for him, that's why she makes his favorite dish. And why she remembers his favorite dish. Yuuga noticed his friend pause. Head tilted upwards 1/4 in. Eyes not looking at Yoshio as if.....
And then looking down Luke noticed Pochi a dog rolling on their back. Luke, laughing, rolled onto his back, "doggie!"
Yuuga, resisted the urge to pet Pochi. Yuuga squatted on his feet and began petting/ rubbing luke's belly. Luke laughed happier "yu-hu-uugaha!!! Despite his shirt not showing his belly, Luke pulled his shirt further down, clutching the bottom.
Luke's laugh makes Yuuga laugh. Yuuga's chuckling subsided as did his tickling. Resting his left hand on Luke's stomach. Luke, sensing the shift, loosened his grip on his shirt with his left hand to check his watch. "Time for me to go to my house."
Yuuga, tilted his head to the right as he jumped up from his squatting position to a standing one. "You mean your home?"
Luke, not processing, "EEEEEH??" "mm!kg" Luke closed his eyes, and did a half smirk, head tilted down, so when his eyes opened he could always see Yuuga's.