Reunited (Zane Truesale X Reader)

After Party

'Fuck'

Zane Truesdale looked straight into my eyes through my mask as if he could see my terror.
He didn't say a word as he got his duel disk at the ready.

"It's polite to let the challenged go first," he started, "And I think you remember how polite I am."

'Fuck'
'What does that mean? Remember? Remember what? Remember the other night? Does he know who I am? No, he can't right? He challenged me to this duel a week before he met me at the party. He can't know.
But what if he does know?
Fuck.
Is this about Syrus? Does he know I took him in? If he dug into my past to find out my identity, then does he know about Syrus? Does he know about my parents? Nicky? Are they in danger?
Wait, wait, wait. I dont know if any of this is true. I might just be kidding myself. Spiraling out of control is my specialty. Which Zane might know if he went poking around into my past....
Fuck.'

I had yet to say anything as I got my own duel disk prepared. My mind was racing a mile a minute. There was no way to know if Zane knew who I was or if I knew his brother or what happened to my parents, but the way he spoke, the way he looked at me, it all told me otherwise. He knew something, and he was gonna use it to his own twisted advantage. 
Zane Truesdale, Hell Kaiser, whatever you called him, was just about to become my number one problem.

"You are okay with going first, right?" Kaiser shot me a glare.
"Uh-yeah, yeah, fine. Whatever..." I rambled, thinking of ways to stop Zane Truesdale from ruing my life and wellbeing would have to wait.

Right now, I had to beat Hell Kaiser in a duel.

(AN: I am not good with mapping  out duels, and I won't be describing this one. Sry)

In the end, my Light and Darkness Dragon couldn't hold down the fort against Kaiser's Cyber Eternity Dragon, wiping out my remaining life points.

Hell Kaiser had won.

—— le time skip——

The after party was bustling with duel critics, pro duelist wannabes, sponsors, agents, and anyone else who isn't actually a pro duelist.
Unfortunately, I had to be there that the demand of Astor.

"Relax, everybody thinks you just another enthusiast, no one knows your you," Astor whispered at me.

When I started going to after parties and events, Astor has me get in and out of costume regularly. In costume during my duel, but outside of the arena, I'm just a regular Joe. It was a good way to keep my home life and my dueling life separate. This kept Nicky and Syrus out of the spot light and let me street duel for fun without any complications. For the most part it was working.
At least, I thought I was working.

"I'm not worried about everyone," I started, "I'm terrified of this one asshole, who has the influence, and the lack of a moral compass, to end my whole career. Without this job, I can't support my brother and Sy. I need to stay in the arena. Remember how bad and desperate I was when you first decided to rep me? Zane might! Zane might know everything!"

"Is that why you sent the boys home?" Astor asked, looking around the room to see if anyone noticed my freak out.

"No, I sent them home because Nicky was asleep, and Syrus looks mortified. Which is more than understandable, by the way!"

"Fair enough," Astor started rubbing my back to help my calm down, ignoring someone making a comment about how Astor 'scored an easy fuck' ( like, why do men sometimes?), "But Kaiser said one thing that was kind of off at the begging of you match, that was requested a week before he met you, don't you think your jumping to conclusions a bit?" He continued to talk as he sat me down at a near by table.