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Jack. Pov.
"I see Yusei almost every day. I hate him, always destroying my D-Wheels. (ugh emoji). I don't know what to do anymore. I keep wasting my time making these motorcycles. Yusei destroys them every time.
I have an idea, I will trap him. I will keep him in my apartment until he learns his lesson and becomes my minion.
So, today I began to make a D-wheel to lure Yusei here. I made a big motorcycle that's supposed to shoot cards. (like bae bandit keith :D emoji)
*1 hour later*
I took a step back and finished. Seconds later I heard a knock on my door.
"Huh, Yusei never knocks"
I then run over to set up my D-wheel in the perfect place. Then the door busts down. I see Yusei with his perfect abs and stare for a second too long. I mentally punish myself. 'What is happening'
I start talking to get Yusei in the right spot.
" Ahh Yusei the Fudo, w-what are you doing here"
My palms are sweating like crazing, I'm nervous. This has never happened before. Yusei starts coming towards me. I start to back away. He finally stands in the perfect spot. I push the button on my duel disk. " BAM"
" Hahhaha" I cackle
"I finally caught you. You will be staying here until you take over the satellite area."
Yusei is wiggling, trying to get out but it's no use. The cards were unbreakable. I almost feel bad, but then I remember who I am and who he is. Were not friends. Were enemies. I have to get that in my head.
I start looking at Yusei up and down. Trying to see if he could use anything to contact anyone or escape. I then see his crimson dragon mark.
' of course, how could I be so stupid'
I knew that's what he was using in the past to contact people. I walk up to his face. I can feel his warm breath on my nose. I shutter a little bit. Then rip the crimson dragon mark off his arm. I see Yusei wince in pain.
" I hate you" Yusei muttered
On the inside, I was hurt, but he couldn't know that. I hid my face with a slight grin and laugh. I point my finger and motion Yusei to his room, next to mine. Time passes and it becomes darker. I start to cook up dinner. I had made milk (from a cow) (Yusei's favorite) I still felt bad and wanted to cheer him up.