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Dissolution	By : DancingKirby Category: Yu-Gi-Oh 5D > General Views: 756 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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All in all, Kiryu thought, it had been a good night so far. He'd only had one customer, but said customer apparently had a lower-limb fetish and had paid Kiryu a thousand yen extra to give him a foot-job. This was far from the weirdest request that Kiryu had ever gotten, and any act that didn't involve an orifice felt like a bonus in and of itself.
Too bad that nights like these were getting fewer and farther between. At sixteen, Kiryu was already taller than most of his customers, so his whole Lolita role was getting awkward. He didn't know how much longer he had before people lost interest in him entirely. And when that happened...what would he do? He had a day job doing mending for people, but that wouldn't be enough to keep him afloat by itself.
If things didn't change soon, Kiryu was scared he would burn out. All these six years he had been by himself, he had been proud of the fact that he had stayed away from drugs. But he knew that sooner or later everyone gave in to temptation. And once you were in, it was virtually impossible to get out.
While he was pondering this, Kiryu had been walking slowly down the street, with no particular destination in mind. He wasn't quite sure why he'd chosen to head this way...he didn't go here often since it was a fairly low-traffic area. Therefore, not the best place for a hooker to set up shop.
He was just about to go back when a flash of color caught the corner of his eye. He turned to get a better look, then sighed in disgust. Someone was lying face down in an alley nearby. The person's bright orange hair was what Kiryu had seen; if it hadn't been for that, he most likely wouldn't have noticed anything at all.
He walked over to take a closer look. The person had a somewhat muscular build, so it was probably a male. There were no obvious signs of injury. It was probably some passed-out drunk, Kiryu surmised. Not an uncommon sight in Satellite. He decided to at least check to see if this person was still alive.
Kiryu prodded the body as gently as he could with his foot, and was relieved to see it stir and moan. He had found corpses of people who had OD'ed before, and it wasn't a pleasant experience.
Well, now that that problem was solved, he was free to go. He started to walk away, but for some reason felt compelled to cast one last look over his shoulder. Serendipitously, the person on the ground chose that moment to move again. His head lifted up for a brief moment, then dropped back down before Kiryu could get a good look at the face.
"Get off the ground, you idiot! You looking to get raped or something?" Kiryu shouted in exasperation. Honestly, why did he even bother trying to help people like this?
He resumed walking, only to freeze when he heard the small voice.
"Kiryu...? Is that you?"
No...it couldn't be. It was too much of a coincidence. But how many other people were there who both knew his name and had hair like that?
"Yeah, it's me. What the hell happened?"
Really, Kiryu didn't know why he had asked that question, since it was perfectly clear what had happened. He shook his head. Whoever had dubbed this boy "Crow" had chosen well, since it was obvious he got into trouble as much as one of those ornery birds.
Crow, meanwhile, had started to try to sit up, but he couldn't do so without grimacing. Kiryu rushed over and helped him into a kneeling position, furiously scolding him all the while.
"I told you not to get into this. And what do you do? You fucking ignore me, that's what. You sell yourself like this, it ain't going to be sunshine and rainbows. Are you even listening to me at all?"
Crow bowed his head and sniffled. Kiryu decided that this might not be the best time to continue lecturing him.
"Yeah...okay, I guess I should shut up and let you cry for a bit, hm?"
"I ain't crying...I just got allergies!" Crow shot back.
Right...that was up there with "my dog ate my homework." Kiryu managed to keep his thoughts to himself, though.
He was wondering whether he'd have to stay here all night, but Crow pulled himself together in a matter of minutes.
"I'd forgotten how much it hurts..." he mumbled, obviously embarrassed that someone had seen him in a time of weakness. Kiryu knew that hugging was out of the question, so after some consideration he gave Crow a couple of pats on the shoulder instead.
When Crow finally lifted his head up all the way, Kiryu got another surprise.
"Is that a criminal marker?" he inquired. Crow nodded.
"And how old are you again?" Kiryu pressed on.
"Thirteen."
"You just had to get a head start, huh? Actually, I don't think I've seen anyone with that marker before."
Crow managed a shaky smile.
"Heh...I guess they liked me so much, they wanted to give me one that was special," he joked.
Kiryu shook his head and chuckled.
"Crow, you are really something else. Anyone ever tell you that before?"
"Oh, Jack tells me that just about every day...but he says it in a less polite way."
Well, this kid might be dumber than a box of rocks, but he did have spirit. Evidently, he had decided that he was sufficiently recovered, since he abruptly stood up. That didn't go so well, though, as his legs wobbled and he had to slump against a wall for support.
"Whoa...take it easy!" Kiryu cautioned. Crow ignored him as he tried again to stand without help, but this attempt was no more successful. At this rate, he would probably take about an hour to get to the street. He may not have wanted to admit it, but he needed help.
"That's it, you're coming with me," Kiryu said almost without thinking. Crow shook his head angrily.
"I'm fine!" he insisted. To try to prove his point, he took one step away from the wall, and managed not to fall on the ground. He looked up at Kiryu triumphantly, as if this would eliminate all doubts in Kiryu's mind. But the older boy raised an eyebrow in doubt.
"And just how far away is your house?" he asked.
"Not far. Maybe two miles."
"No way you'll be able to walk that much tonight. My place is closer."
"But...but I have kids to look after!" Crow protested.
"Can't that lady you live with look after them?"
"I moved out on my own."
"So who's watching the kids right now?"
"I got Bolger to stay over for the night," Crow answered while making a face, "He'll be expecting me to pay him, but at least he doesn't ask questions. Unlike certain other people."
Kiryu decided to ignore that last remark while Crow, thus reminded of money, checked his pocket to make sure that his hard-earned cash was still there. Apparently, everything was in place.
"Well," Kiryu reasoned, "Then they'll be fine until the morning, right? Now come on before I have to carry you over my shoulder."
"Oh, now I'm really tempted to go with you."
He had a point. With someone who had a past like Crow's, threatening to abduct him probably wasn't very wise.
"Well, suit yourself, then. If you really want to go off on your own, I guess I shouldn't stop you. But if you hurt yourself even more and can't get back to your kids, don't blame me."
That gave Crow pause. Finally, he sighed.
"Fine, fine, if it'll get you to shut up I'll go with you. But if you try to pull any funny stuff, I'll punch in that pretty face of yours."
"Sounds fair enough," Kiryu answered. He couldn't keep the trace of amusement out of his voice.
What he should really be doing, he thought as he and Crow turned out of the alley, was getting this guy to a hospital. But the thought of such an establishment in Satellite was laughable at best.
The trip to Kiryu's little abode was slow-paced, but uneventful. Finally, they reached a building which would have been torn down long ago in most other cities. By this point, Crow was so exhausted that he couldn't walk without leaning heavily on Kiryu's shoulder. It seemed like he had finally accepted the merits of this idea.
Walking into this building was never dull. There was always the suspense of not knowing when a floorboard would give out, or when a huge spider would fall on your head. Thankfully, nothing went wrong this night.
Kiryu turned on the overhead light. He was pleased to see that the electricity was actually working tonight. The room where he lived only had a bare minimum of furnishings. He didn't even have a bed frame; so far as he was concerned the floor was a good enough place to put his mattress. Other than a couple of cheap folding chairs, the only real piece of furniture was a table pushed up against one wall. This was where he displayed his most important possessions; his duel disk, his deck, and a large wooden box.
He waited until Crow had settled himself onto the mattress, and then informed him, "Okay, I'm going back out. There's ramen near the stove if you get hungry."
No answer. When Kiryu looked over, he saw that Crow was already asleep. And when Kiryu returned around dawn, he was still sleeping. Kiryu decided not to disturb him, and spread a blanket on the floor for himself to sleep on.
When he woke up, it was around noon and Crow had long since left.

The days passed, and Kiryu had no further encounters with Crow. This gave him conflicting feelings. On one hand, he was glad that Crow wasn't getting hurt again, but he also kind of missed the guy. It was weird, but he felt like he'd known Crow forever when they'd only met twice.
When Crow did decide to show up, though, it caught Kiryu off-guard.
It was about two weeks after the incident. Kiryu had been sleeping when he was rudely awakened by a knock on his door.
He managed to wrest himself from bed, staggered over to the door, and without even bothering to open it, growled, "This better be good for waking me up so fucking early."
A pause, and then the slightly muffled voice on the other side answered, "Dude, it's like two in the afternoon."
The voice was instantly recognizable even to Kiryu's sleep-befuddled brain.
"Can you wait a few minutes?" he asked while trying to stifle a yawn.
"Sure!" came the cheerful reply. Kiryu staggered over to the kitchen sink and splashed some cold water on his face. There...now he was slightly more alert. Then he had to wash the rest of his body as best he could and change into some presentable clothes. He had been too tired to even change out of his whore outfit when he'd gotten back home that morning.
As he walked back to the door, he briefly wondered how Crow had been able to find this place when he'd been nearly asleep the last time he had seen it.
He swung the door open, and Crow had to jump back to avoid getting hit by it.
"So what brings you back here?" Kiryu asked.
"I realized I never repaid you," Crow answered.
It took a while for Kiryu to figure out what he was talking about.
"Huh? Oh, that? I'd forgotten about that."
"Well, I didn't," said Crow bluntly. He pressed two thousand yen into Kiryu's hand. Well, it would be lying to say that it wouldn't be appreciated. Kiryu had been having a bit of trouble finding enough money to pay the water bill.
"Okay, so that means we're even now," Kiryu stated as he pocketed the very crumpled notes.
"Well...not quite, Kiryu. I mean...you did something for me. I'll have to repay that too."
All right, now this was a toughie. Kiryu prided himself on being self-sufficient. But wait...there was one thing that he was missing.
"How about...you just be my friend and come over every now and then? I don't really have anyone to talk to."
Crow beamed and exclaimed, "That's a great idea! You can never have enough friends, that's what I say."
"So...want to come in and chat for a bit?"
"Right on!" Crow shouted as he bounded into the foyer. Then, a few seconds later, "Yo Kiryu!"
"Yes?" Kiryu answered as he walked in more slowly.
"What's in this box? You know, the one on the table?"
Kiryu shook his head. Did this guy have any tact at all? For all he knew, the contents of the box might be a touchy subject. But fortunately for Crow, it wasn't.
"That's my sewing kit," he said as he walked into the main room.
"Neat!" exclaimed Crow as he picked the box up and shook it slightly.
"Hey, don't do that! It'll jumble everything up."
"Oh...right. Sorry!" said Crow sheepishly, who quickly put the box back in its place. Then he sat down heavily in one of the folding chairs and asked, "So is sewing like a hobby for you?"
"I guess you could say that. I also mend people's clothes sometimes, but there's only so much I can do without a sewing machine."
"Did you make that black outfit thingy yourself?"
"Actually, yeah, I did," said Kiryu, who was surprised at Crow's alacrity, "It was the only chance I had to make something...wild, you know? I've heard that in the City, there're whole schools where people can go to learn about this stuff, but I do the best with what I got."
For once, Crow didn't seem to have anything to say in response. Kiryu got a little embarrassed.
"But enough about me," he rushed on, "You're probably all bored and shit."
" 'Course not!" said Crow indignantly, "I thought it was real deep. Kind of like Yusei talking about his D-Wheel."
"Is this Yusei your friend?"
"Well, he's a bit more than that. Me and him and Jack all grew up together."
"So? Tell me a bit about them!"
Crow was only too happy to oblige.

Kiryu soon figured out that, while he may have been skilled in designing clothes, Crow's talent was storytelling. He'd never met any of Crow's friends, but it was almost like they were right there in the room when Crow talked about them. His favorite topic seemed to be the comical misadventures of Jack, who never seemed to run out of ways to get on Crow's nerves.
There were some more serious discussions, too. Kiryu related how he had been forced to run away from home and start a new life because his father kept beating him up. In a lot of ways, Crow's life had been even worse. He hadn't even been able to choose his life; he'd been dumped on the street before he was even old enough to know what was going on. That was a rough past even by Satellite standards, but Crow took it all in stride.
In fact, with all of this talk of the general terribleness of life in Satellite, it was a bit surprising that they didn't think up their big idea earlier than they did. As it was, the brainstorm happened during Crow's fourth visit.
"So first Jack used up all the shampoo this morning before anyone else had a turn in the shower," Crow was saying, "And then he started singing! I think my eardrums blew up or something."
Kiryu smiled and answered, "Well, your ears look fine to me. But why do you let Jack stay at your house if you hate him so much?"
Crow looked a bit taken aback.
"Nah, I don't hate him; what made you think that? He's okay once you know how to handle him. Plus, things would get really boring if he wasn't there. Yusei really doesn't like to talk much."
"Sounds like you're all pretty close."
"Most of the time."
"I wish I could meet them."
Crow looked thoughtful.
"Well, why not?" he said carefully, "Remember what I said the very first time we met? About teaming up and taking down all the gangs? Why don't we do that with Yusei and Jack? I'd been meaning to ask you, but I never really had the chance until now."
"And I remember what I told you then," Kiryu retorted, "It's a nice idea, but it just wouldn't work. Those gang leaders are all fully-grown men...we wouldn't stand a chance against them even if there were four of us."
"Yeah, but we wouldn't, like, try to beat them up. We'd duel them!"
"And what makes you think they'd stick to their word even if we do win? What would be stopping them from just turning right around and..."
Kiryu abruptly stopped. He stood up, walked over to the table and picked up his duel disk.
"Wait a minute..." he breathed as he turned the disk over in his hands.
"You got an idea?" Crow asked.
"What if we could find some way to disable their duel disks? These things are fucking expensive...it would take them ages to get a replacement!"
"Yusei's good with that sort of thing...he'd be able to figure out how to do that!"
"And...and we could restrain them so they can't get away!"
"And we could do stake-outs and sneak up on them and everything!"
Their voices were growing more excited by the second as they threw around ideas. Then Crow got quiet.
"It would be kinda playin' dirty to just blow up their duel disk without warning them or nothing," he pointed out.
Well, that was a bit of a problem. Kiryu mulled it over for a minute or two, then came up with a solution.
"How about we do a deal before? Loser gets their disk blown up. Of course, that would mean we'd never be able to lose."
Crow just grinned.
"I like the way you think!" he exclaimed.
They spent quite a bit of time laying out how they would explain all of this to Yusei and Jack. They decided that Kiryu would be the one who would do the talking. Crow offered to hold the meeting at his little hideout.
"So...can you get there at four?" Crow asked, "I think Pearson'll be able to take the kids, so it won't be too crowded."
"Sounds fine to me."
"Great! Oh, and by the way, can you not tell the guys how we met? They don't know that I went out and...did that thing."
"They'll have to find out some time, you know."
"But I want to be the one to tell them. Otherwise they might get mad."
"Well, if it means that much to you...okay."
"Thanks, Kiryu!" Crow sang out. He started skipping as he left the house.
"Watch the floorboards!" Kiryu warned.
"Oh yeah..forgot!" Crow then walked the rest of the way normally and shut the door.

For the first time in what seemed like forever, Kiryu stayed at home that night. If he was going to devote his time to this cause, he wanted to get a good, clean start.
The next day, he even found himself skipping as he set off for the meeting. People on the street were glancing at him oddly, but he didn't care. It was like his old self was back; the way he was back when he was a child and people still called him "Kyosuke". As "Kiryu", he had learned to grow numb to everything, and he'd almost forgotten what he'd been like then.
It took him longer than expected to find Crow's place. Crow had said that it was "near the bridge", but a surprisingly large number of people were camped out there. Finally, after having to ask around for some better directions, he arrived at the correct location.
The door looked like it might fall apart if he tried to knock on it, so instead Kiryu rapped on the door frame while calling out, "Anyone in here?"
The door was whisked open almost immediately.
"You're twenty minutes late," scowled the blond boy on the other side of the door. Well, that had to be Jack.
Kiryu apologized, but Jack didn't wait for him to finish before he yelled into the house, "Hey Crow, your boyfriend decided to show up!" Crow shouted a string of curses back at him.
"Do you have to say that every single time, Jack?" sighed a third boy-Yusei, obviously-as he walked up to the door.
"Yes. Yes, I do!" Jack declared.
Yusei ignored this as he sized Kiryu up. That guy had just about the most intense gaze that Kiryu had ever seen.
"So...uh...can I come in?" Kiryu finally inquired.
"Yeah, sure, come on. Crow's in the back room, and he won't tell us what he's doing or what the hell this is all about," Jack grumbled.
The structure was even smaller than where Kiryu lived, but it had quite a bit more furniture. Crow evidently liked decorating with anything he could scrounge from the junkyard. There were photographs on just about every available surface, and a large basket filled with toys and cards sat in a corner.
As soon as they had all found places to sit, Jack picked up right where he had left off on his verbal assault of Crow.
"Hey, I figured out what you're doing back there!" he said gleefully, "You're so excited about your boyfriend that you're jerking off!"
"OH, FUCK YOU!"
"Sorry, but I'm straight...ask him!"
Jack laughed maniacally as Crow blew him a raspberry.
"Is it always like this?" Kiryu asked Yusei. He had been expecting a bit of craziness, but not quite this much.
"No. This is actually fairly subdued for them," Yusei explained.
"Okay, I'm done!" Crow then shouted. There was a loud scraping noise as he dragged something into the main room.
"Ta-da! See, it's a blackboard! We can use it to explain stuff!"
Actually, it was a four-by-six-foot piece of plywood covered by some not very clean canvas. But Kiryu thought it would definitely come in handy for describing those grappling hooks that he and Crow had talked about.
"So?" Jack snapped, "Are you going to let us in on your little secret or what?"
"Be polite, Jack," Yusei admonished. Astonishingly, Jack quieted down.
Once everyone had fallen silent, Kiryu cleared his throat and began.
"Right...so, my name is Kiryu Kyosuke and I'm a friend of Crow's. Yesterday, we were talking when we came up with this idea..."

It was strange, having people look up to him like this. He felt like a teacher at one of Neo Domino's fancy universities as he wrote on the improvised blackboard with a Magic Marker. At the same time, however, it made him feel empowered. He'd never been in a leading role before, but it seemed to come naturally to him. Ultimately, he only stopped talking when the sun began to set and it got too dark to see the board.
"Well...is everybody in or what?" he finally asked. He realized that he hadn't even thought of what he'd do if they said no.
"I'm in," replied Yusei quickly.
"I'm in," echoed Crow, "But you already knew that!"
They all waited for Jack to speak. After several seconds, he said, "I don't know."
Crow looked like he was about to tear Jack's head off, but before it could get ugly, Kiryu interceded.
"Let me deal with this, Crow. Jack, I know it's risky, but what else could you do with your life in this dump? This is our chance to actually contribute something, to get something accomplished!"
"And since were you afraid of taking a risk? If you're scared, we'll just go on without you," Yusei chimed in.
"Are you saying I'm a coward?" Jack bellowed.
"Maybe."
"Well, I'm not! I'll join this group and do better than any of you!"
Yusei and Crow snuck grins over at Kiryu. He gave them the thumbs-up sign.
"Okay!" said Kiryu eagerly, "Now that this is settled, I think our first order of business should be to come up with a name!"
"The Aristocrats," Jack offered promptly. Crow rolled his eyes.
"Be serious, you jerkwad!" he groaned.
"I was being serious, lamebrain!" Jack countered.
As they continued to argue, Yusei suggested something, but he could barely heard over the noise. If Kiryu hadn't noticed his lips move, he would have missed it entirely.
"Did you want to say something, Yusei?" he inquired loudly. Luckily, that got Jack and Crow to shut up.
"Well," Yusei started over, "What about Team Satisfaction? If you don't like it, that's all right."
He was looking right at Kiryu...why did those eyes make him so nervous?
"Uh...no, actually, I like that," he stammered. Crow and Jack voiced their approval as well. Kiryu went over to the board and spelled out the name in large katakana.
"Team Satisfaction it is!" he declared.
"If we have a team name, we should have a uniform too," Jack opined. He whipped his head around to Crow, but Crow didn't argue.
"Yeah, for once I think you're right," Crow responded.
Kiryu told them, "I'll see what I can sew up...it might take a few weeks for me to finish. But that's fine with you, right? I don't think we'll be short on time!"
He couldn't resist clapping his hands together and exclaiming, "This is going to be fun!"
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