Because of the OC's owner request, in the opening, Dudkey Jessica wilk be replaced by Rising Nova.
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"Wait, so let me see if I understand this...." Raijin's mom said. "You three are his friends?"
Raijin, alongside Ira, Chouji and Fubuki, stood in front of her.
"Yes, ma'am." Chouji replied and bowed.
"Yes, we are! I'm Ira, this is Chouji and the enraged dude is Fubuki." Ira answered, pointing at the two teenagers by his side.
"Ye- Wait, WHAT?!" Fubuki shouted.
"Oh wow, aren't you a loud one?" She smiled and bowed. "I'm Sakura Komamura, Raijin's mom." She bowed aswell.
'Mendokusē... This moments are always embarassing...' Raijin sighed. "Anyway, we'll be going to my room. We have to discuss Vanguard club stuff or whatever."
"Ohhhhh, so you finally decided to join the club? About time. So it was a good idea to update your deck with the newest Narukami support."
"Wait, mom, that was you?! But how?!"
"I bought boxes and opened them. I have alot of spare cards so don't worry if you rip some cards up by accident."
"Yeah, that's sweet, but how did you opened the drawer?!"
"You left your keys on the couch."
"That makes away too much sense..." Ira sweatdropped.
"Oh, that explains alot... Wait, where did I-"
"Here." Fubuki threw Raijin's keys at him.
"OH THANK GOD!"

(Opening Here)

"Let's admit. You losing your keys will be a meme one day." Fubuki exlainped, sitted with his legs crossed in Raijin's room's floor. Ira was in front of him amd both were having a cardfight.
"For the last time, it ain't funny!" Raijin shiuted angrily. He was sitted in his bed and was looking through his phone.
"Well, wasn't the younger Raijin a genius?" Chouji asked, taking a look at papers full of different strategies with different cards.
"Yeah, yeah. They called me 'Raijin of the Perfect Plan'... Mendokusē, what a lame name..."
"You bet. Piccaro attacks!" Ira announced, resting the card in his Vanguard Circle.
"Damn it, Im out of Karma Collectors... No guard."
"Mr. Lucky, Mr. Lucky, what do you have for me?" Ira singed happily.
"Oi, Chouji, how old is he again?" Raijin asked with a sweatdrop.
"Outside body, same as us, inside mind, somewhere between 0 to 5."
"Lucky luckily!" Ira grinned, revealed a trio of Silence Jokers. "Get critted, bitch."
Fubuki, already letting smoke come out of his ears, slammed a trio of Raging Form Dragons into his Damage Zone. "THIS ISN'T FUCKING FAIR! YOU FUCKING CHEATED YOU FUCKING CHEATER! I DEMAND A FUCKING REMATCH, GOT IT YOU FUCKING CHEATING CHEATER?!"
"Man, you should get some tampons, your period is out of control." Ira chuckled.
"IRA, YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!" Fubuki got up and charged his fist at Ira but was stopped by Raijin and Chouji.
"Oi, calm down!" Raijin warned. 'Mendokusē... He's worst than Bakugou...'
"Yeah, calm down Fubuki." Ira smirked. "Calm down your raging ovaries."
"IRA!!!!" Fubuki screamed from the top of his lungs, making his scream be heard throughout Kyoto.
"Hehe. I have to go meet my family for dinner." Ira stuck his tongue and ran off happily out of Raijin's house. "Baaaaai!"
"I'm going to end his life one day....." Fubuki growled, also leaving Raijin's house.
"I'm also going. See ya, Raijin." Chouju waved before leaving.
"See ya." Raijin replied, lookimg through the notes he made as a child. "Man, I wished I could do stuff like this again..."

Saturday ended, sunday passed, monday reaches, school started again.
"The weekend ended too fast..." Fubuki grunted.
"Yeah yeah, let's just go inside." Chouji replied, hising himself between Fubuki and Raijin so that his stalker couldn't see him.
"Chouji, you are overreacting." Ira affirmed with a smile.
"Mendokusē..." Raijin just sighed with a sweatdrop.

"Good morning students!" The teacher shouted loudly im his happy way. He made his way to his desk while dancing happily.
'How does that bastard dances at times like this...' Fubuki thought.
"Today we will be studying the amazing equations!"
"Not this again....." Was the one sentense the whole class said at the same time.

"That class was really boring." Ira said, take a sip from his juice box.
"I could say 'I'M GONNA KILL YOU, IRA!' but I'm too tired for that..."
"How many coffe did you drank?" Chouji asked, taking a look at Raijin.
"No frikin' idea!" Raijin replied, feeling the adreline of the coffee rushing through his blood.
"Are you ok, Raijin?" The purpled haired asked.
"Well... A CHING CHONG PONG YANG THAT SMELLS LIKE THIS!" Raijin ran off, screaming tons of meme stuff in his way.
"Note to self: whenever I wanna watch Filfthy Frank without having to use my phone, just give some coffee to Raijin." Fubuki nodded wisely.
"Agreed." Chouji picked up something that was shinning in the grass. "And he lost his keys again."
"Raijin losimg his keys will become a meme one day. I'm off to my special spanish class. Later." Ira got up and walked into the school building.
"I swear, if he only takes those class so he can make fum about me in spanish, I'll-"
"Tu es el Bakugou com período." Chouji said. He had taken the spanish classes last year so he was good at the language.
"I'LL KILL YOU TOO, CHOUJI!"

"Is he dead?" Ira poked Raijin's head with a stick.
"Probably. He literally has been sleeping on the floor for the last hour." Fubuki answered as the sun started setting.
"Why?"
"Coffee break down."
"The hell is that?"
"No idea."
"What about Chouji?"
"Left already. Scared of Kira."
"Who?"
"I meant stalker."
Raijin woke up and got up. "What happened..?"
"You fell asleep after a coffee break down. Bakuperiod found you."
"Yeah. You were he- What?"
"Ba-ku-pe-"
"I'LL KILL YOU IRA!!!!" Fubuki shouted in mad anger. He started chasing after the runaway Ira.
"What...." Raijin tapped his pockets. "What the hell? How come I have my keys?"

On the following day, Fubuki started at the board of an empty classroom.
"All this math..."
The closed door was slid open and revealed the rest of the club.
"What are you doing, Fubuki?"
"Wha- You made me lose my focus, Chouji!"
"That isn't an answer."
Raijin placed his bag on top of a lab counter. "Wow, oue club room is a lab room?!"
Ira nodded and looked back at Fubuki and Chouji. "Bet ten bucks on how he isn't going nowhere with that math."
"SHUT UP, IRA!"
"Bet. What is your goal, Fubuki?"
"I'm trying... Trying... TRYING TO UNDERSTAND HOW THE FUCK IRA MAKES BAD END A GOOD DECK!"
"Stop the cursing, Fubu-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, RAIJIN!"
Raijin sweatdropped in response.
"Anyone can make any card good."
"BUT IT'S RISING!"
"Oh, c'mon Fubuki. Bad End can't be that bad. Ira is always winning against you."
"EXACTLY!"
"Look, I'll fight him and prove it that they are not weak."
Ira looked back at Raijin. "Why would I fight you now?"
"Because I own you a fight for the comedy?" Raijin eye twitched. "Are you ok, Ira? You look like if you are about to explo-"
"BEING ANNOYING WORKED!!!!!" Ira shouted in the most pure of happiness.
"My... Ears..." Raijin feel to his knees while covering his ears. "How come you two are still up?!"
"We're used to hear Ira fangirling." The white and grey haired boys explained.
"My ears......"

After a few minutes of resting, Raijin stood in front of Ira.
"What does Bakuperiod says alot? Oh yeah, I'LL KILL YOUR RAIJIN!" Ira started laughing about the stupid stuff he said. Fubuki simply cringed.
"Yeah... Anywho, let's start! Stand up, the vanguard!"
"My vanguard!"
"Hardrod Dracokid! (5000)"
"Mecha Trainer! (5000)"
"I bet he doesn't had a dick!" Fubuki laughed in a victorious way.
"Are you that salty?" Chouji raised his eyebrow and just shrugged. "Raijin, you're up first."
"Right. Draw. Ride Mighty Bolt Dragoon! (7000) Hardrod comes back. Turn end."

Raijin
Hand: 5
Damage: 0
OXO
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Ira
Hand: 5
Damage: 0
Bind:
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"My turn. I draw aaaaaaand... Ride Verdi! (7000) Let's move Trainer back here to the left, shall we? Verdi attacks! (7000)"
"No guard!"
"Drive check. (Devil Watch- stand) Owww man, it's too early for a stand." Ira pouted.
Raijin had a small eye twitch. 'I know he is weird but not this much...' He thought, placing a copy of his trusty sentinel, Anastasia, into his damage zone.
"And one is out." Ira smirked, showing a special type of confidence unique to himself, which made Raijin shiver.

Raijin
Hand: 5
Damage: 1
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Ira
Hand: 6
Damage: 0
Bind: 0
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"Alright, let's see... Ride Plasmatron (9000) and call Glisielle! (9000) Plasmatron! (9000 >> 14000)"
"Hmmm... Sure."
"Eh? What do you-"

"Ira normally uses other words to declare he isn't guarding." Chouji informed.
"And that is annoying because it's Ira." Fubuki replied.

"Yup, they're right!"
"Ok then... (Dragonic Vanquisher "SPARKING") Nothing."
"Aight then. (Cheer Girl, Pauline- draw) Yay! Draw trigger! Let's draw a card and put all power to Verdi! (7000 >> 12000)"
"Crap, Glisielle won't hit... Turn end."

Raijin
Hand: 5
Damage: 1
XXO
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Ira
Hand: 7
Damage: 1
Bind: 0
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XOO

"Stand and draw. Let's ride Wink-killer Misery! (9000) Attack! (9000)"
"Shiva! (19000)"
"Oh man... (Axe Diver) Thank god it wasn't a Linus."
"What?"
"Oh, nevermind. Turn end." Ira widely.

Raijin
Hand: 4
Damage: 1
XXO
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Ira
Hand: 8
Damage: 1
Bind: 0
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"Alright, let's do this! My God Thunder breaks Heaven and Earth, RIDE! Dragonic Vanquisher "SPARKING"! I call Reseph! (4000) Glisielle attacks! (9000 >> 13000)"
"Ayeeeee. (Hive-Maker)"
"Hardrod boosts, Sparking attacks! Reseph to the soul and draw! (11000 >> 16000 >> 21000)"
"Man, that's strong. You can hit it."
"Twin drive! (Honourable Monk Dragon- draw. Dragonic Vanquisher) Draw trigger! All the vanguard! (26000)"
"(Mayhem Tiger) Oh welp, one is out."
"Turn end!" Raijin smirked.

Raijin
Hand: 7
Damage: 1
XXO
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Ira
Hand: 8
Damage: 3
Bind: 0
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"Raijin had seven cards in his hand we know at least one is a Grade 3. Knowing Ira, he will start this off with a ground breaking strike." Chouji commented. 'Raijin is in deep trouble.'

"Stand and draw. Now... Dive recklessly head first into the field, and don't let anything stop your charge! Ride, Exceptional Expertise, Rising Nova!" Ira placed his avatar in the vanguard, makimg it expand it in a light green colour.

The ogre known as Rising Nova got up and smirked, spinning his football in his left index finger. He had purple hair and eyes that matched the hair's colour. "You gotta admit this armor is fine as hell!"
"Huh, ok..?" Vanquisher looked at the ogre with a sweatdropped.

"Now let's go a bit further!" He slammed a copy of Hive-Maker into his drop zone. "Explosive like the sun, and destructive like the stars. Beat them down to a pulp! JAW CRUSHING STRIDE! Great Hero... Rising Supernova! Call Devil Watch (4000) and Axe Diver (9000)!"

'I see his plan! He's going for the Axe Diver blitz on first stride... He wants a quick end then, huh?' Fubuki thought. After many years of fighting Ira, he had learned all his strategies, but still, he would lose to his purple haired rival most of the times.

"Axe goes at the vanguard! (9000 >> 13000)"
"Alright, no guard. (Demonic Guardian Berserk, Chatura) Nothing here."
"Hehe... Rising Supernova, attack the vanguard!" He smirked. "Stride skill! I pay a counterblast and slide Cobalt into the soul to call out an Axe Diver from the deck as Charge! He gets 5000! (9000 >> 14000) Diver's skill! Counterblast, soulblast, bind the other Axe Diver and call him as Charge! Since Diver is charging, he and the other Diver gets 5000! (14000 >> 19000) (9000 >> 14000) I'll use the same skill again on Devil Watch!" He placed his stand trigger into the bind zone before calling him back behind the right Axe Diver. "Charge! (14000 >> 19000) (4000 >> 9000) On top of that, I use Supernova's G Blast to make Trainer Charge!"
"A full field of charging units... That means I can't retire anything from the field... Mendokusē..."
"That's not all! Since at least four rears are charging, all my units get 10000! (19000 >> 29000) (5000 >> 15000) (26000 >> 36000) (19000 >> 29000) (9000 >> 19000)"
"What the hell?!"
"You heard me right. Blast 'em with Supercharge Festival! (36000)"
"I don't guard!"
"Triple drive!" Ira flipped over the top three cards of his deck and smirked. "Look at that..." He waves the three cards, two of them being a critical trigger. "All crits Supernova and the power is split between the two Divers. (29000 >> 34000) (29000 >> 34000)"
"Holy- The sack game is strong. (Honorable Monk Dragon- draw. Smash Boxer Dragon. Lightning Summoning Princess, Anastasia) Draw trigger! I draw one and give all the power to Sparking!"
"Not bad, but can you stand this? Mecha Trainer boosts, Axe Diver attacks! (34000 >> 49000)"
"You really aren't giving me a survival chance, are you? Generation Guard! Wisdom Creator, Brahma! (31000) With it's skill, I..." Raijin looked at his rather small drop zone. "Mendokusē, I can't use it's skill... Generatiom Guard again! Sky Supreme Defense Dragon, Bulwark Dragon! (46000) Then Honorable Monk guards! (51000)"
"Oh wow, talk about depleting hand. Trainer and Diver go to the bottom of the deck. But now Devil Watch boosts Axe Diver on amofher attack! Devil Watch's skill! Soulcharge, unflip a damage and add 3000! (34000 >> 53000 >> 56000)" Ira smirked again. "Now what can you-"
"Complete Guard! Anastasia!"
Ira blinked in surprise. "Welp, so much for an OTK. Diver, Watch, both to the bottom. Turn end."

Raijin
Hand: 3
Damage: 5
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Ira
Hand: 7
Damage: 3
Bind: 0
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"My turn! Stand and... DRAW!" Raijin pulled the top card of his deck in a wild matter, make some sparks come out from the card. "Alright, let's... Huh?!" He looked at Ira's peculiae drop zone. It had just a Hive-Maker. Nothing more. Raijin was a bit helpless in this situation to start his Thunderstrike.

"By not guarding and keeping his field clean, Ira made a supreme defense against Raijin's deck. Raijin doesn't has many G Units that can work at this situation. Maybe Conquest Dragon but even so..." Fubuki gritted his teeth. "Ira is a genius."
"And so was Raijin, but he is an helpness genius. I guess Ira really has a welt thought plan in his messey brain." Chouji commented.

"Messy brain? I get better school marks than you both!!"
"Oi, Ira! Mendokusē... Focus on the fight! Generation Stride! Supreme Conquering Dragon, Conquest Dragon! (26000) Stride skill! Pay a counterblast and bind Hive-Maker!"
Ira slid his shiny Grade 3 into the bind zone with an innocent smile.
'So childish yet so smart... Mendokusē!' "I call Chatura! Hardrod's skill! Rest itself to make you bind a drop zone card, but since you can't, give Glisielle 3000 and countercharge! (9000 >> 12000) Conquest's skill! Flip a Conquest face up to add 10000 to my front row! (12000 >> 22000) (26000 >> 36000) (11000 >> 21000) Conquest Dragon attacks the vanguard! (36000)"
"Hm... I know! Generation Guard!" A heal trigger flew into Ira's drop zone. "Come on and feel the beat, the raging demon is bring you defeat! King of Interference, Terrible Linus! (26000) Reverse Linus' skill. Since discardes to call out big Linus, move it to the soul. Now big Linus' skill! Flip Aery face up and add 20000 shield! (26000 >> 46000)"

"Tale this!" Conquest swang down his sword at Rising Nova but in seconds, he got kicked into the green field of the football stadium.
"Oi oi, Rising! Is this a joke? C'mon, even Milly could stop him, yo!" Linus spoke.
"Sorry my dude, you were needed now homie!"

"Triple drive! (Storm Eradicator, Shiva- crit) All effects to Glisielle! (Smash Boxer Dragon. Chainbolt Dragoon) Chatura!" (21000)"
"Dude, come on. Gotta go with another Linus! No need for the skill. Jist wanted the soul. (26000)"
"Glisielle! (27000/2crits)"
"Nothing my dude. (Rising Nova. Mayhem Tiger)"
"Turn end..." 'Mendokusē... I didn't finish him..'

Raijin
Hand: 5
Damage: 5
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Ira
Hand: 5
Damage: 5
Bind: 1
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"Gotta kill it slowly. You feel into my bait ever since the first turn." Ira announced, placing a card into his hand.
"W-what?" Raijim gritted his teeth.
"I know you have no heals in hand. I also know that that was your final turn." Spinning a Rising Nova in his hand, Ira slammed it into the drop zone. "The Joker of the field who is also the King. Blow it up with unstable rampage! JAW CRUSHING STRIDE! Shootdown King... Miracle Ace! Let's call Frog Raider and use Ace's skill to add two skills!"

"There it is! The Ace turn! This game ends this turn!" Fubuki warned.

"Ace... Attacks! Stride skill! Call out Devil Watch! Charge! (4000 >> 9000) Blast him into nowhere! Miracle Glory! (26000)"
"C-complete Guard!"
"Triple. (Hive-Maker. Lethal Foward. Wink-Killer, Misery) Nothing... Welp, Frog boosts, Watch goes in! You know his skill! (9000 >> 16000 >> 19000)"
"Shive guards! (21000)" Raijin panted but sighed in relief.
"Owww, party popper. Devil goes to the bottom. Ace's skill, give Frog a sweet 5k boost. (7000 >> 12000)"
"Why? He is rested after all...
"Yeah, but..." Raijin moved the two Linus in his soul to the drop zone with a smirk. "I have my Generation Break 3! By soulblasting two, I call a card from my hand! I call yet another Devil Watch in front of Frog Raider! Charge!"
"... Mendokusē... Frog is gonna stand, isn't he?"
"Since a charging unit was called in front of him, you bet he is! Attack again! (9000 >> 21000 >> 24000)"
"Smash Boxer and Chainbolt from hand! Chatura goes in too! (26000)"
"Bottom, 5k to Frog and Generation Break again! I call Lethal Foward as Charge! Since he is charging, he gets 2000 and some red text! (9000 >> 11000) Now he attacks boosted by Frog Raider! (11000 >> 28000) Can you even guard it?"
"I can't... (Anasatasia)"

"And Ira wins!" Chouji announced.
"Sweet moves, Ira. You got me trapped in a corner I couldn't leave." The read haired sighed in relief.
"Thanks man. But I couldn't do it if it weren't for your fight with Chouji. Y'know, you have a protagonist vibe, Raijin.
"I do?"
"Yup. That makes Chouji your rival and me the brains behind you."
"Hey, what about me?" Fubuki asked.
"You're the useless character."
Fubuki's eye twitched in the maddest of angers.
"Just a joke man, just a joke!" Ira laughed it off.
"Yeah.. Hey, it's getting late. Gonna run home. See ya dudes!" Fubuki rushed away from the lab room.
"See ya, man. Hey Ira, don't you think that was a little too harsh?" Chouji asked.
"Nah fam, he can take it."

Meanwhile, while Fubukinwas running home, he torned right in a corner and went against a white haired girl.
The girl got up but Fubuki pushed her out of his and kept running. "Outta my way, bitch!"
"Hmph! Rude." He girl started picking up some Angel Feather cards from the ground.

"A joke... A joke my ass!" Fubuki bursted his bedroom's door open and slammed it close. "A JOKE MY ASS!" He started punching a punching bag in his room.
"HEY FUBUKI, DON'T JUST COME HOME AND START SCREAMING LIKE A MAD MAN!" His mother shouted.
"I'll show 'em who's useless..."

At the same time, in the bedroom of a certain girl addicted to Chouji and named Kira, a bunch of cards were spread in the ground.
"So that loser Raijin somehow beat Chouji-senpai... Well then, I think we should avenge him!" She placed a deck on her desk and started writing on her diary. Once she was almost done, she started speaking. "Raijin Komamora..."

"I will!" Fubuki shouted. He hadn't stopped punchimg the bag ever since he got home.

"DEFEAT YOU!" Both the angry boy and the addicted girl spoke. She closed her diary while Fubuki hand his arm through the punching bag. He had anger issues ever since he was a kid and so, he had been discharging his anger in punching bags. But this wasn't the first bag the had destroyed. This was his 59th destroged punching bag and the third the destroyed this year.

Back at Raijin's room, he felt a shiver. "I feel like I'm gonna be hunted... Mendokusē..."

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One more chapter done! I hope you are enjoying Thunderous Rebellion so far.

Question of the Day: Could Raijin have survived Ira's Miracle Ace turn? If yes, how?

Next chapter, we're having a shadowy fight. *wink wink*

But again, I hope you've enjoyed thos story so far. I'll see you next chatper. See ya dudes.

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