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The air was bristling with high energy as two hooded figures stood on a cliff, far away from the capital crystal tower, where they actually should have been.
“Are you certain, we shouldn’t discuss this with the others first?” spoke one of the figures with a disembodied voice, wrapped in a blood red cloth, eyes glowing blue as she spoke.
“As if they’d ever listen. Besides, we don’t need their permission to pursue our plan. After all, we are working towards the same goal~” replied the other figure, hooded in fabrics of purple and black.
He stretched out an arm to open a rift in the air with purple aura surrounding it, working as a portal to another world. The inside of the rift looked like a galaxy, full of stars and a deep blue, not like the scarlet sky above them.
He turned to his partner and held out a clawed hand as he spoke to her with gentle violet eyes:”You trust me, don’t you?”
Without hesitation the other figure laid her slender light pink hand into his, intertwining their fingers, as she walked to stand next to him.
“Always.”
Tightening the hold on their hands, they stepped through the portal together, the rift closing right behind them.
They instantly felt the change in their bodies. No more stone as limbs, instead they immediately felt the soft flesh of the others hand. They looked at each other curiously and though they did look different, outside of their true form, one look into each other’s eyes and they knew it was still the same person standing at their side.
Instead of their robes, they both now wore a middle school uniform, perfect for their undercover plan, as if their thoughts alone had been enough to conjure them up. A giggle escaped the now young looking girl.
“What?” asked the equally changed boy, not even trying to hide the amusement in his voice.
“Your hair. It’s orange” she said smiling and reaching out to touch it. She was surprised how soft it now felt, compared to the grey stone it normally was.
“And yours is shorter” he giggled, moving his hand to pick out a lost strand, admiring her way shorter, but still pink hair. He moved the strand to his head, leaning forward to kiss it, while saying: “But still as beautiful as always.”
A pink blush dusted over her cheeks, still being weak for his charms after all this time together.
“Shouldn’t we move towards the location of the Astral being?”
He hummed, appearing to be in thought about it.
“Yeah, we probably should. - But first!”
He suddenly moved to take her face into his hands, cupping her still blushing cheeks.
Looking at her mischievously, he proclaimed: “I’d like to try something first with these new assets to our faces.”
He moved closer to her face and put their lips together for a sweet kiss, the softness of it being new to them, yet somehow familiar…
They both closed their eyes and leaned into each other, leaning into the warm feeling spreading through their chests at the tender contact.
This felt completely different, but also very similar to the way Barians kissed.
Whereas a human kiss was a touch of lips, a Barian kiss was a touch of gems on their bodies, since Barians don’t possess any kind of mouth.
They separated after a certain amount of time, being reminded, that as humans they now had to breathe.
Still looking into each other’s eyes, the girl teasingly hit his chest.
“Of course, this is the first thing you do.”
“Hey, I just couldn’t resist. Who even allowed you to be so gorgeous in every form you take? You should blame the one responsible for that, not me! I’m just a victim!”
She booped his nose, when he gave her the “innocent puppy” eyes, reminding him of their actual goal here. They once again took each other’s hands and were off to find the one they’re searching for.
The human inhabiting the power of Zexal.
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They both looked through the glass wall in front of them, eyeing the group of young individuals after they had defeated the opponents sent under Barian influence. (The light green hue of aura around them indicated that it was Girag who had put them under Barian control.) Or rather they celebrated a single boy, who had just defeated the big boss of the group.
It was him, no doubt. The human with the Astral being at his side.
Yuma Tsukumo.
Silently standing next to each other, the two of them kept observing the scene beneath them, while the male’s face slowly stretched into a smirk, excited for the thrill, that was awaiting them.