Well… this story is something I wrote on Saturday when I was bored at a party. I actually think this didn't turn out as good as I hoped, but I'll only rewrite if one of you guys tells me to… Anyways, here we go.
Disclaimer (nobody does these anymore, do they?): Nope, don't own YuGiOh. Nope, don't own that stolen TV I'm watching. Whaddya mean, I'm under arrest?
Disclaimer: I don't own the disclaimer above either. I took it from another story.
BY THE WAY, if you don't know what Boccerball is, Google it. Joy!
Boccerball
My mind raced. Yami's ammo came fast, but I made him miss his target every time. The silver projectiles flew fast towards me. I returned fire.
We aimed carefully, we dodged quickly, and none of the shiny objects of doom hit their mark. Yami's face gleamed shiny red with concentration and sweat. He glared at me.
"I will defeat you, Kaiba."
We paused firing to look up at each other. The look on his face would've frightened me had I not been so confident myself.
We resumed firing. I bit my lip in concentration. One good shot from him and I would be dead. We kept shooting at each other for a time I'll never know. It felt like forever.
Finally, one piece of silver hit its target.
"NOOOOOOO!" Jou's cry came from the sidelines.
I stood proud.
Yami had fallen.
I had defeated him…
At Boccerball.
I know, I know, it's really short. I don't care. It took up time, that's all that's important. Remember – Boredom equalsInsanity. Insanity equalsShouting answers that don't work in Outburst when you're not even on a team. And Insanity equalsWeird stories like this. Review! Please!