YAMU!
A non-serious story. Enough said
This story is dedicated to Poo-Jak for um…yeah…this is dedicated to Poo-Jak.
It's also dedicated to Nikita and Krystal for giving me the idea
Additional note: excuse me for being a sad case. Please.
Sharp crimson eyes flickered in a glare, fixed ahead upon a tall, lanky man. Two confident fingers reached down until they located a pile of cards, and, with no sign of uncertainty, slid the first card off the pile.
The card was brought to the holder's attention, and a smile crossed his otherwise stern face. Without a sound, he placed this card on a disk bound to his other arm, and focused ahead of him
"I play mystical elf in defence mode…" said the man, his voice deep and sure as an amorphous figure of light materialised onto the broad ground between them
"Now…it's yamu Kaiba…" He added, as the spectrum of light vanished to reveal a wheat-haired elf with cerulean skin, clad in a light green gown.
The man opposite him, by the name of Seto Kaiba, did not move a muscle other of that to blink
"Yamu?" he asked, his eyes narrowing in wonder
"Yes…yamu…" Yami answered dramatically, his voice possessing an edge of mystery. Kaiba did little more than twist his face into an expression of perplexity
"You're off with the fairies again Pharaoh…" Kaiba sneered, lifting a corner of his lip so his teeth were slightly barred
"What meaning or relevance does the word yamu have to anything?" he asked menacingly, his eyes piercing straight through Yami. Yami returned the intensity of his glare
"What did you say Kaiba?!" he suddenly snapped, raising his voice so it held authority.
"I said…you're off with the fair-ees again!! Pharaoh!" Kaiba suddenly answered in a very un-Seto Kaiba-like way. In addition to that, his voice pitched a few tones higher, and he executed a swift flick of the hand to finish it off.
"No I'm not! And I said it's yamu!"
"What is this yamu?!" Kaiba snapped back quickly and relentlessly, immediately restoring to his normal state
"Do you eat yamu?! Do you wear yamu?! What is it I say! Tell me! By the name and power of Ra!" he demanded, hammering his fist down upon the air. At that, a soft, humming began, accompanies with the flute call that sounded faintly like a wolf cry.
"By the power of Raaaa!" Yami yelled strongly, turning his face and hands up to the sky.
Suddenly, much to Kaiba's surprise, Yami, the former great king of Egypt, began swaying side to site. Slowly at first, so slowly that it could've easily been mistaken as an act of relieving a wedgie, but with each sway the swing grew bigger, and before Kaiba had time to think of pinching himself, Yami was wildly swaying from side to side in time to the mystical Egyptian-like music. To make matters more extraordinary, Yami suddenly broke out into song, singing with the accompaniment of the causeless music.
"Yamu…yamu…yamu…yamu…YAMU!!!" At first his voice was soft, but it soon escalated into a yell. At the last syllable uttered from his mouth, Yami began to sway more wildly as a drumbeat embellished with technical manipulation started up. He continued to dance like this, but adding a new move of raising his arms and undulating in time to the beats.
Kaiba just stood and stared, his mouth frozen open…
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flare, who was writing this, realised that she had better stop wasting time writing junk like this and do some work, or else she'd probably get busted from her parents. Sighing, she took her fingers off the keyboard and saved, shutting the word document down, before uploading this story on fanfiction.net
The end!!
