This was just an idea I had when I was listening to my new Priest CD. You need to use your imagination for this, but if it works it is rather amusing.
It's also a nice test of my abilities to keep people entertained! ^_^
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Grandpa? Can I quickly phone Ryou please?"
"Sure, Yugi."
Yugi couldn't help smiling to himself as he heard the phone start ringing on the other end of the line.
"Hello?" came Ryou's voice.
Solomon Motou was sitting the other side of the room, and when Yugi's voice lowered he became interested in the conversation. If the devilish glint in Yugi's eye was anything to go by, the two boys were planning something. Only being able to hear Yugi's end of the conversation limited what he could find out.
"Hai… hai… that's right, full gear… Weeeeeeeell…" Yugi glanced briefly toward his grandpa, and smiled innocently. "No, he won't mind."
Solomon was sure now that something was being planned - something he would no doubt disapprove of.
"Hai… right, see you in a bit! Bye!" Yugi chirped cheerfully down the phone. He hung up and scampered off upstairs before his grandpa had a chance to ask him any questions.
Solomon shook his head and returned to his paper. He had little doubt that he'd soon find out what Yugi was up to.
*~*~*~*~*~*
About ten minutes later, there came a knock at the door. Solomon walked over and answered it.
"Oh, hello… Ryou?" Solomon blinked and took a step back in surprise.
Ryou grinned sheepishly at the old man as he walked in through the door. "Well, what do you think?" Ryou asked.
Solomon took a long look at Ryou, as if considering his reply. "Well, it looks very… uhm… nice," was all he could manage.
Ryou grinned to himself, this time with genuine humour on his face. He guessed that Yugi hadn't warned his grandpa about what was being planned, so Ryou's outfit had quite surprised him. Wearing tight leather trousers, steel-toed boots, a tight white t-shirt, black leather fingerless gloves and a leather 'biker' jacket (complete with zips), Ryou certainly looked totally out of character. "Thanks," he replied brightly, before scooting off up the stairs to Yugi's room.
Solomon shook his head and returned to his paper, not entirely sure he wanted to find out what was about to happen.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ryou burst in through Yugi's bedroom door and barely had time to close it before he fell over laughing. Yugi simply stared at him, a bemused smirk on his face, and waited until Ryou was able to breathe easily enough to tell him what had happened.
"Oh… your grandfather's face…" he gasped, tears streaming down his cheeks. "He… he thought I'd gone… totally mad!" he managed, before collapsing and laughing again.
Yugi smiled, trying not to chuckle, and returned his attention to his outfit - which was largely the same as Ryou's, only a few sizes smaller. He also had metal studs on the back of his gloves, which he was very happy about. He examined himself in his mirror, pleased with his appearance. 'I guess it's not only Yami who knows how to wear leather' he thought, a large devilish grin on his face. Ryou, who had just about managed to stop laughing, looked up at Yugi from the floor. "I think Bakura's had an effect on you," he commented. "You'd never normally dream of doing anything like this… or smile like that," he added as he saw the look on Yugi's face. "In fact, I think you're developing a little mean streak somewhere."
Yugi chortled at this. "I don't think you could really call it a mean streak…" he replied defensively. "It's a… an impish side of me that awoke recently, that's all."
Ryou suddenly had a mental of image of a Yugi-imp in his head, and couldn't help laughing out loud again. Yugi sighed and picked his friend up. "Look, are we going to do this or not?" he asked, waving his Judas Priest CD in Ryou's face.
Ryou nodded, and his laughter calmed. Plucking the CD out of the case, he walked over to the stereo, secretly enjoying the feel of the leather rubbing on him, and put the CD in. "All yours, maestro," he announced with a sly wink. As Yugi walked past him, he asked "Which one are we doing?"
Yugi rolled his eyes, and flashed a cheeky grin at Ryou. "What one could we possibly do?"
Yugi pressed play, and the speakers stated "We've got a bit of Parental Guidance for you right now!"
'Aren't live albums so much better?' Yugi mused.
*~*~*~*~*~*
*titter* Doesn't the suspense just build? Innocent little Yugi Motou listening to Heavy metal... I've got some real issues.
Next chapter is when the fun starts, so enjoy!
Oh, and if you're having a hard time imagining Yugi and Ryou's outfits, the link below should help (Judas Priest themselves!!!):
http://www.rollingstone.com/photos/bigphoto.asp?gid=1108&s=1&e=5&seq=2&cf=882
It's also a nice test of my abilities to keep people entertained! ^_^
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Grandpa? Can I quickly phone Ryou please?"
"Sure, Yugi."
Yugi couldn't help smiling to himself as he heard the phone start ringing on the other end of the line.
"Hello?" came Ryou's voice.
Solomon Motou was sitting the other side of the room, and when Yugi's voice lowered he became interested in the conversation. If the devilish glint in Yugi's eye was anything to go by, the two boys were planning something. Only being able to hear Yugi's end of the conversation limited what he could find out.
"Hai… hai… that's right, full gear… Weeeeeeeell…" Yugi glanced briefly toward his grandpa, and smiled innocently. "No, he won't mind."
Solomon was sure now that something was being planned - something he would no doubt disapprove of.
"Hai… right, see you in a bit! Bye!" Yugi chirped cheerfully down the phone. He hung up and scampered off upstairs before his grandpa had a chance to ask him any questions.
Solomon shook his head and returned to his paper. He had little doubt that he'd soon find out what Yugi was up to.
*~*~*~*~*~*
About ten minutes later, there came a knock at the door. Solomon walked over and answered it.
"Oh, hello… Ryou?" Solomon blinked and took a step back in surprise.
Ryou grinned sheepishly at the old man as he walked in through the door. "Well, what do you think?" Ryou asked.
Solomon took a long look at Ryou, as if considering his reply. "Well, it looks very… uhm… nice," was all he could manage.
Ryou grinned to himself, this time with genuine humour on his face. He guessed that Yugi hadn't warned his grandpa about what was being planned, so Ryou's outfit had quite surprised him. Wearing tight leather trousers, steel-toed boots, a tight white t-shirt, black leather fingerless gloves and a leather 'biker' jacket (complete with zips), Ryou certainly looked totally out of character. "Thanks," he replied brightly, before scooting off up the stairs to Yugi's room.
Solomon shook his head and returned to his paper, not entirely sure he wanted to find out what was about to happen.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Ryou burst in through Yugi's bedroom door and barely had time to close it before he fell over laughing. Yugi simply stared at him, a bemused smirk on his face, and waited until Ryou was able to breathe easily enough to tell him what had happened.
"Oh… your grandfather's face…" he gasped, tears streaming down his cheeks. "He… he thought I'd gone… totally mad!" he managed, before collapsing and laughing again.
Yugi smiled, trying not to chuckle, and returned his attention to his outfit - which was largely the same as Ryou's, only a few sizes smaller. He also had metal studs on the back of his gloves, which he was very happy about. He examined himself in his mirror, pleased with his appearance. 'I guess it's not only Yami who knows how to wear leather' he thought, a large devilish grin on his face. Ryou, who had just about managed to stop laughing, looked up at Yugi from the floor. "I think Bakura's had an effect on you," he commented. "You'd never normally dream of doing anything like this… or smile like that," he added as he saw the look on Yugi's face. "In fact, I think you're developing a little mean streak somewhere."
Yugi chortled at this. "I don't think you could really call it a mean streak…" he replied defensively. "It's a… an impish side of me that awoke recently, that's all."
Ryou suddenly had a mental of image of a Yugi-imp in his head, and couldn't help laughing out loud again. Yugi sighed and picked his friend up. "Look, are we going to do this or not?" he asked, waving his Judas Priest CD in Ryou's face.
Ryou nodded, and his laughter calmed. Plucking the CD out of the case, he walked over to the stereo, secretly enjoying the feel of the leather rubbing on him, and put the CD in. "All yours, maestro," he announced with a sly wink. As Yugi walked past him, he asked "Which one are we doing?"
Yugi rolled his eyes, and flashed a cheeky grin at Ryou. "What one could we possibly do?"
Yugi pressed play, and the speakers stated "We've got a bit of Parental Guidance for you right now!"
'Aren't live albums so much better?' Yugi mused.
*~*~*~*~*~*
*titter* Doesn't the suspense just build? Innocent little Yugi Motou listening to Heavy metal... I've got some real issues.
Next chapter is when the fun starts, so enjoy!
Oh, and if you're having a hard time imagining Yugi and Ryou's outfits, the link below should help (Judas Priest themselves!!!):
http://www.rollingstone.com/photos/bigphoto.asp?gid=1108&s=1&e=5&seq=2&cf=882