SMB: Finally a good comedy story. Sorry fans but I had to take a break from all of the romance, even though it is one of my strongest points, (no flame comments on that.) But anyways, I have decided to finally make a comedy, and yes it does include all of the YGO characters and not just the Kaiba brothers; although, the main, and new, characters in the stories are staying with them…but like I said not all based around them, after all it is called Yu-Gi-Oh! Not Kai-Ba-Oh! (Although I know a lot of people, including myself, wish that.)

Anyways, here's the disclaimer and then the story.

Disclaimer: SMB does not own YGO, though she does own her stories and her ideas, including characters. Please no flames, remember R#R.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: "Fall comings"

"Everyone knows, here in western Japan, that Kaiba Corp. is one of the most highest gaming production companies in the world. And everyone in western Japan knows who runs the place: Seto J. Kaiba, along with his younger brother Mokuba C. Kaiba, as Vice President. But few people know just exactly how old they are, and what their life style is like.

"Like Yugi Motou for instance: he and his friends have known the Kaiba brothers for going on a good (good?) four years. This young dueling masters friends include: Joey Wheeler, who ranked 2nd in the Duelist Kingdom Tournament; Tristan Taylor, a well known trickster for Domino High, and long-time friend of Joey's; Tea Gardner, a long-time childhood friend of Yugi Motou's, also the cheerleader of the group; and the list goes on and on for all of the people Mr. Motou Yugi has meet and become friends with over these few years.

"Through out these years, Seto Kaiba, his younger brother, and Yugi Motou have taken many adventures through out Japan. Many people question rather or not they are somehow related, or even if this happens all too often in their lives…"

"Oh what kind of crap is this!" the teens' voice rang through out the room. They had been reading an article, and a rather large one at that, in the news paper they had received this morning, but they couldn't believe nor understand what in all the dang thing was trying to get at, or saying.

"Would you pipe down, Souky-san, and go get packed!" azure eyes looked around past the edge of the chair and stared at the speaker with an emotionless face.

"You'll have plenty of time to talk to him when we get there," said the speaker in the doorway once more.

"Whatever, Kekko-chan, you aren't packed either," replied the teen that was still lounging in the recliner.

The "Kekko-chan" sweat dropped. Turning and placing an annoyed hand on her face she replied, "Ugh! You're such a lazy bum, Asuka!"

Asuka shot up out of the chair and glared at her sister, "You're one to talk, Mekko, in fact last time I checked I did all the work around here!"

Mekko glared right back at her and replied darkly, "Just go get packed, lemon-head."

"Lemon-head! Why you-," but before Asuka could finish her threatening sentence, she tripped and was sent flying to the ground. She immediately leaned up too see the thing that had made her fall.

She had tripped over a beanbag.

She shot a glare up to the spot in the entrance of the kitchen, where Mekko had been once before.

Ugh…I can't wait till she's out of my hair…

Later that night…

Asuka shut and locked her trunk and stretched. She had just finished packing for the big day tomorrow, the day they went to go visit their friends in Domino City.

Her face grew emotionless and she looked around her room. It had been so long since she and Mekko had seen them that she wondered if they even remembered who they were.

She sighed.

It was about this time that her younger sister came into the room and said cheerfully, "Asukaaaa! Are you packed?"

She turned and looked at Mekko.

Mekko had short, light brown, boy-cut hair with bangs that nearly covered her forehead, and honey colored natural highlights. She had these bright blue eyes, that matched the sky on a beautiful day, and she wore these small glasses that met them by halfway, they were that small. (Just like reading glasses.) Her usual attire was modest, since she was a complete computer nerd, but she was anything but dorky. In fact, she was so good with electronics, and so good in school, that she had been promoted to the next grade above her…twice! She a prodigy that was for sure.

But she was not that much younger than Asuka, herself.

Asuka was 16, and her birthday to become 17 was just around the corner, whereas her sister was only two years younger, and had just turned 15, so they weren't that far apart, though many people though other wise and a lot times mistook them for non-identical twins, (Mekko's an inch smaller than Asuka.)

"Yeah, and you?" Asuka said gently.

"Yup, I was packed two hours ago! Why do you always take so long?" Mekko asked randomly.

Asuka blushed slightly and started to gently push her sister out of her room. "Will you just go please, I have to get ready for bed!"

She shut the door before her sister could response.

Asuka sighed.

She and her sister where kind of like non-identical twins…

But, in Asuka's mind, Mekko was nothing like her at all.

Asuka dressed in completely different attire—she dressed in the punk fashion, y'know with the dark clothes and the baggy or ripped up pants? Asuka had dark, burgundy hair that was also cut short, but cut so it hung just above her shoulders and the bangs were cut going diagonally across her forehead so they covered her left eye…well somewhat, sometimes she pushed it aside. And the finish it all up, she had the most deep hazel eyes, with too much brown and not a lot of green. The only thing that her and her sister had in common when it came to physical features was that they both had very pale skin, but not too pale.

Even their specialties where different.

Like Mekko, Asuka was a master at computers, except there was just one minor detail: Asuka was a hacker, not a nerd. She specialized in hacking and breaking codes to get information rather than just working on them for the fun of it. But she only hacked into other mainframes if it was an emergency, like say there was a file at work that she needed to retrieve, or if there was a virus on someone else's computer that needed fixing. Yes, Asuka was the best of the best.

Too bad I'm not the best…she thought as she looked at her trunk once more.

7 years…you disappear for 7 years…and now I find you again…Seto.

CLIFFHANGER!
Muhahahaha! So Asuka and Seto know eachother do they? Muhaha! I guess you'll have to see wont you? Please remember to review, I wanna make this one good.

Note: this chapter is probably one of the only gloomy/ dramatic chapters you're going to read, it was mostly just talking about Asuka and Mekko, but don't worry, the others are comical and somewhat funny, and yes I am getting help on this, since I'm not that funny when it comes to comedy --; So if you don't think something was funny or you didn't understand: PLEASE don't flame about, you can send me and e-mail, or in your review, if you have any questions. More chapters to come up! See'ya!