Lil' Prank
((Before I restart my fan-fiction, I would like to apologize and thank my reviewers for their reviews. I felt that I did a terrible job with my story and I wanted to scribble it out and put it through the paper cutter. But, after seeing the 11 reviews, I decided that my story had some potential. I ask for forgiveness for the terrible, illegible job I did. Thank you to all that made this possible. Now ON TO THE INSANITY!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I'm sure as heck that if I did that I wouldn't be writing this on fanfiction.net.))
Well, on with the story! Tell me what you think!!!
A timer echoed through the small house attached to the game shop. Yugi groaned, pulling the bed sheets over his head. "It isn't morning yet" he told himself, rolling over towards the clock that emitted the loud noise. "It isn't morning because I'm too sleepy." He opened his eyes and looked at the time. A grin spread across his face. He remembered the reason why he awoke. He got out of bed and got dressed. He quickly combed his hair and then opened his sock drawer. He dug through it until he found the item he needed. His little hand curled around a vial with green liquid. He placed it carefully into his pocket.
He tiptoed through the hall. At three o'clock in the morning, no sane soul was awake to question where he was going. He didn't even worry to tiptoe across grandpa's door. After being as aged as he was, his dear grandfather became not only lazy, but if he fell asleep and no hurricane could wake him up.
Once outside his own home, Yugi brought out a well-squashed piece of toast from his back pocket. He hadn't stopped to eat it, in fact he just continued walking. His destination was a few mile's walk, or a fifteen- minute bus ride that he decided against. Besides, he could save the bus money for something even better, right?
After a long half-mile, he started to think otherwise. His breakfast began to disagree his how his stomach worked, and soon the both of them began to get grouchy and argue over who stays there. Sadly, it ended with Yugi stopping by a nearby trash can and vomiting helplessly on the lid. He shrugged, looking to make sure if anyone had seen him. Fortunately for him, no one was out at this hour. That is, except for Mr.Walms, the nutty little man that lived next to Joey. And Mr.Walms wasn't really paying attention to much right now. Nothing, save the lovely back of his eyelids where rest await his call. You see, they think him nutty for sleeping on the porch outside when he has the largest, most expensive bed in Domino. And that counts for something. His wife would do anything to have him sleep inside, instead of the cold weather that threatened to snatch his life from her at any time.
But enough about Mr.Walms. He is obviously sleeping, and while we talk Yugi has already went another half-mile. Every so often, he would lightly slip his hand against the vile. Just to make sure it was still there. Just to make sure it didn't leak. And just to make sure to make sure.
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Seto Kaiba had had a rotten night's sleep last night. At two thirty in the morning, he had woken up from a dream including Mokuba and cooking. To some, it would sound like an innocent, peaceful sleep. To Kaiba, Nightmare on Elm Street. After checking his stocks, pulling out some paperwork to fill out and sign, and re-checking over his C++ computer programming software. Finally shutting down his computer, he was moving back towards the bed at 6:54 AM exactly. His eyes stung from looking at the screen at early hours, and his hands ached from typing and signing faster that he should have. He knew he would definitely regret it in the morning.
After tossing and turning for quite a long while, Kaiba came upon a peculiar sight at his window. One very small figure was climbing the fence, and the only thing recognizable was a streak of multicolored hair. He watched him until he disappeared under the window's viewpoint. Then, all he could do was hear. An alarm clock sounded. His own? No, it was too far away and too quiet to be his own. A door opened to the right of his room. Mokuba!
He watched his little brother slowly cross the hallway, twitching at any slight noises that the dark night brought. Once his brother was out of sight, Kaiba turned his eyes back to the window. Yugi was still out there, very obviously waiting for something. But what? 'My brother, you idiot!' a voice sounded at the back of Kaiba's mind. Inwardly, he glared at himself before returning to the real world. Mokuba and Yugi where out on the lawn, conversing about something. Why couldn't they have done that over the phone? Wait! There! A tiny glint in Yugi's right hand was accepted by Mokuba. He pocketed it, and shortly afterwards the two departed. But only when a good half-hour passed, and Mokuba was safely in bed, did Kaiba shut his eyes and carry a dreamless sleep...
The alarm was long past it's beeping point by the time Kaiba awoke. His mind felt rather sluggish, but after realizing that he was late for work...Well, imagine having raw coffee being stuffed into your mouth...
Kaiba had been in the shower for only five minutes, not even questioning the green shampoo that had felt (and smelled) like anything but a cleaning product. And that had been his fault. For inside the shampoo was the same formula Yugi had brought, and the same thing Mokuba had hid under his pillow until 5:15 AM. And that formula was hair dye. This is something that would not go unnoticed, especially since today is Kaiba's big meeting. I would have put it here for you to read had I not wanted this to be PG. But the summary is: Kaiba formed words as colorful as Yugi's hair...
Green-haired and red-faced, Kaiba stomped out of his office with violent thoughts. "I'll get you for this, Yugi..." He ground his fist into a nearby desk, nearly making it's occupant gain an early grave. But once their heart was able to start up again, Kaiba was long gone, down the street towards the Game Shop...
(Author Note: Hmmm...So Yugi really isn't that innocent. Ah well. Please review! And also, ^^ don't forget to vote for the next victim!)
(NEW Author note: This story had been sitting in my folder for ages, so I thought I'd bring it out again. I haven't changed a thing on it. I know it isn't that great, but it needs a second chance. R&R, please!)
((Before I restart my fan-fiction, I would like to apologize and thank my reviewers for their reviews. I felt that I did a terrible job with my story and I wanted to scribble it out and put it through the paper cutter. But, after seeing the 11 reviews, I decided that my story had some potential. I ask for forgiveness for the terrible, illegible job I did. Thank you to all that made this possible. Now ON TO THE INSANITY!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I'm sure as heck that if I did that I wouldn't be writing this on fanfiction.net.))
Well, on with the story! Tell me what you think!!!
A timer echoed through the small house attached to the game shop. Yugi groaned, pulling the bed sheets over his head. "It isn't morning yet" he told himself, rolling over towards the clock that emitted the loud noise. "It isn't morning because I'm too sleepy." He opened his eyes and looked at the time. A grin spread across his face. He remembered the reason why he awoke. He got out of bed and got dressed. He quickly combed his hair and then opened his sock drawer. He dug through it until he found the item he needed. His little hand curled around a vial with green liquid. He placed it carefully into his pocket.
He tiptoed through the hall. At three o'clock in the morning, no sane soul was awake to question where he was going. He didn't even worry to tiptoe across grandpa's door. After being as aged as he was, his dear grandfather became not only lazy, but if he fell asleep and no hurricane could wake him up.
Once outside his own home, Yugi brought out a well-squashed piece of toast from his back pocket. He hadn't stopped to eat it, in fact he just continued walking. His destination was a few mile's walk, or a fifteen- minute bus ride that he decided against. Besides, he could save the bus money for something even better, right?
After a long half-mile, he started to think otherwise. His breakfast began to disagree his how his stomach worked, and soon the both of them began to get grouchy and argue over who stays there. Sadly, it ended with Yugi stopping by a nearby trash can and vomiting helplessly on the lid. He shrugged, looking to make sure if anyone had seen him. Fortunately for him, no one was out at this hour. That is, except for Mr.Walms, the nutty little man that lived next to Joey. And Mr.Walms wasn't really paying attention to much right now. Nothing, save the lovely back of his eyelids where rest await his call. You see, they think him nutty for sleeping on the porch outside when he has the largest, most expensive bed in Domino. And that counts for something. His wife would do anything to have him sleep inside, instead of the cold weather that threatened to snatch his life from her at any time.
But enough about Mr.Walms. He is obviously sleeping, and while we talk Yugi has already went another half-mile. Every so often, he would lightly slip his hand against the vile. Just to make sure it was still there. Just to make sure it didn't leak. And just to make sure to make sure.
********
Seto Kaiba had had a rotten night's sleep last night. At two thirty in the morning, he had woken up from a dream including Mokuba and cooking. To some, it would sound like an innocent, peaceful sleep. To Kaiba, Nightmare on Elm Street. After checking his stocks, pulling out some paperwork to fill out and sign, and re-checking over his C++ computer programming software. Finally shutting down his computer, he was moving back towards the bed at 6:54 AM exactly. His eyes stung from looking at the screen at early hours, and his hands ached from typing and signing faster that he should have. He knew he would definitely regret it in the morning.
After tossing and turning for quite a long while, Kaiba came upon a peculiar sight at his window. One very small figure was climbing the fence, and the only thing recognizable was a streak of multicolored hair. He watched him until he disappeared under the window's viewpoint. Then, all he could do was hear. An alarm clock sounded. His own? No, it was too far away and too quiet to be his own. A door opened to the right of his room. Mokuba!
He watched his little brother slowly cross the hallway, twitching at any slight noises that the dark night brought. Once his brother was out of sight, Kaiba turned his eyes back to the window. Yugi was still out there, very obviously waiting for something. But what? 'My brother, you idiot!' a voice sounded at the back of Kaiba's mind. Inwardly, he glared at himself before returning to the real world. Mokuba and Yugi where out on the lawn, conversing about something. Why couldn't they have done that over the phone? Wait! There! A tiny glint in Yugi's right hand was accepted by Mokuba. He pocketed it, and shortly afterwards the two departed. But only when a good half-hour passed, and Mokuba was safely in bed, did Kaiba shut his eyes and carry a dreamless sleep...
The alarm was long past it's beeping point by the time Kaiba awoke. His mind felt rather sluggish, but after realizing that he was late for work...Well, imagine having raw coffee being stuffed into your mouth...
Kaiba had been in the shower for only five minutes, not even questioning the green shampoo that had felt (and smelled) like anything but a cleaning product. And that had been his fault. For inside the shampoo was the same formula Yugi had brought, and the same thing Mokuba had hid under his pillow until 5:15 AM. And that formula was hair dye. This is something that would not go unnoticed, especially since today is Kaiba's big meeting. I would have put it here for you to read had I not wanted this to be PG. But the summary is: Kaiba formed words as colorful as Yugi's hair...
Green-haired and red-faced, Kaiba stomped out of his office with violent thoughts. "I'll get you for this, Yugi..." He ground his fist into a nearby desk, nearly making it's occupant gain an early grave. But once their heart was able to start up again, Kaiba was long gone, down the street towards the Game Shop...
(Author Note: Hmmm...So Yugi really isn't that innocent. Ah well. Please review! And also, ^^ don't forget to vote for the next victim!)
(NEW Author note: This story had been sitting in my folder for ages, so I thought I'd bring it out again. I haven't changed a thing on it. I know it isn't that great, but it needs a second chance. R&R, please!)