[center][h3][b][u]Synchro[/u][/b][/h3][hr][sup]In scene: Masaru Chinen, Hyousuke Murakana, Emi Fujino & Keitaro Asano[/sup][/center]

Emi carefully watched the duel between Machi and Kanna from the stairwell up to the main building, keeping her distance so she wouldn't be mingled in with the crowd. Her head was comfortably resting in the palm of her right hand as her eyes scanned the two duelists from afar.

"Leaving me to scout out the competition... I'll get back a you for this, Hyousuke," she mumbled to herself, her glare fixed on the moment Machi looked to be ending the duel. When the smoke cleared and Kanna's monster was still on the field, Emi couldn't help but frown. How did a hothead like Machi [i]ever[/i] get to the first place in his dorm?

While Emi was brooding up on her perch, Hyou was busy dragging Masaru all across the island. The white-haired one of the duo casually held his arms behind his back while a whistled tune escaped his lips. The other half of the pair seemed to be getting more irate with his counterpart every passing step. The two of them were walking down the path towards the earth dormitory, the cool shade of the trees tempering the mood just a little.

"[i]Somehow,[/i] I feel as if following you around was a bad idea. I'm not here to [i]socialize[/i] with the first years, Hyousuke!"
"Don't be so uptight, man! I managed to wrangle us away from those dark dorms well enough. My first guess might've been wrong, but maybe Kei is somewhere around- hey, did you hear something?"

Hyousuke stopped in his tracks, causing Masaru to bump into him and recoil backwards. The synchro dorm's ace covered his nose in mild pain, glaring back at his companion.

"Fngh! Watch where you're-!"
"[i][b]G-GHUAAA![/b][/i]"

Both of them tensed up at the sound of someone's screams echoing in the forest. They briefly put their differences aside as their eyes met, nodded at one another, then ran to investigate. What they found was both their objective and the worst case scenario, all rolled into one. Keitaro stood there, a full suit of blue Armor monsters equipped onto himself, staring down a badly bruised Keita, the fifth best duelist from the water dorm. Keita's field had a Gagaga Gardna on it as he breathed heavily, a mere 300 lifepoints flickering next to him. Masaru and Hyou quickly motioned their hands in front of their eyes to activate their Duel Tattoos, able to quickly check out Keitaro's 1600 lifepoints.

"Tch...! You're pathetic...! This entire duel you've been doing nothing but hide behind your monsters! It's too late to be sorry or fight back, though. I'm through with this. I activate Fissure from my hand!"

The ground beneath Gagaga Gardna split apart, making the warrior fall in and get destroyed. Keita's field was now wide open, and it didn't look like he had another set card or anything in his hand to protect himself.

"Keitaro! What the heck do you think you're doing?!" Hyousuke yelled from his vantage point while Masaru just sighed and slapped his hand against his head. Keitaro only gave a cursory glance back in the duo's direction and spat towards Hyousuke. That's the only answer he bothered to give before looking back and revving up the gauntlet on his right arm. The display next to it flashed 1000 ATK points.

"Get ready, wimp! I'll use my Burning Knuckle to [b][i]Direct Attack![/i][/b]"

Keitaro's Overboost and Active Guard both opened up their jet-boosters as the delinquent was launched forward, pulling back his fist only to ram it straight into Keita's gut. Spit followed the already-beaten guy as he was launched back against the tree that was behind him, the shock from the impact rustling it and causing a plethora of leaves to scatter downwards. Keitaro's armor cards vanished off his body while Keita's deck was scattered in front of him, the badly beaten boy being crumpled up against the tree and unable to fight back. Keitaro walked forward and picked up a single card from the pile. He turned it around to show Keita that his Gagaga Cowboy was now in the delinquent's hands. Keitaro chuckled and grinned as he looked down upon his defeated adversary, pompadour casting a dark shadow over the left half of his face.

"You lost, so this is mine now. Got it?"