ATTENTION: THIS IS A SEQUEL, SO IF YOU'RE CONFUSED BY ANYTHING, LET ME KNOW. ARIGATO!
Yuugi – "quoted" (out loud)
Yami- italicized (thinking)
Anyone else - /back slashed/ (out loud) arrow if two-sided person
Really short prom chapter. Umm, okay. Had this idea randomly and had finished writing it when I got a review with the idea of a prom, also. Creepy. RRE.
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A familiar limo pulled to Yuugi's house full of formally dressed individuals. Anzu anxiously opened the door to let him in. I mean, a girl does have to be nice to her date. Yuugi gave her a sort of disgusted look and said thank you. The limo had all of Yuugi's friends huddling together in the cramp space. Only Malik was not there. The car parked itself in front of the Domino high school.
A blur of black and pinks stepped out and moved into the school. Anzu sped up in her magenta dress with high heels to catch up to Yuugi. She had wanted to go with Jounouchi, but he had decided to go with Shizuka. He did not understand that Anzu wanted him as a date. Yuugi had reluctantly agreed to go along with her. Most of the others were going in pairs. Malik struggled with his tie. Ryou and him were at his house while they changed. Ryou wore a light blue tuxedo with white ruffles. Malik wanted to wear his traditional beige shirt and black pants combo, but Ryou insisted that he wear something formal. After a half hour argument, Ryou stuck a clip-on tie to Malik's collar. That was formal enough.
Yuugi became intrigued by Otogi's outfit. Dice patterns and dice jewelry adorned every inch of his attire. Yuugi began to pull on random die before Otogi swatted him away. Honda leaned against the gym's wall. All that Yuugi could hear was something about, /Damn dances... I hate wearing monkey suits... stupid tux.../ Yuugi grinned at the irony that Honda was wearing a 'monkey suit'.
Some people began to dance. It was a gradual process, but Jounouchi got Malik onto the dance floor. Jouno began flapping his arms while trying to bop Malik into a groove. Malik moved his arms a little and tapped his foot. Ryou stood in place doing a random disco moves and Yuugi joined in with the Mashed Potato. Something caught Malik's ear. There was a mention of spiked punch. Malik smiled. Then, Yami Malik smiled.
Yami Malik headed over Ryou but not before putting a worried look on his face. He walked up to the unsuspecting boy. Ryou! Someone is in trouble outside! Go help!
/What?/ Ryou replied.
Go! Yami Malik yelled. Leave your ring here. Go! Ryou looked very confused but just dropped the Millennium ring and scrambled out the door. Yami Malik locked it behind him. He chuckled to himself as he gripped the ring. The ring's spikes peeked out between Yami Malik's fingers. Across the room sat the bowl of punch on a table. He strode over and gently dropped the item into its sweet contents. It sank to the bottom with a light clink. Now the punch is spiked. See you, tomb robber. He sighed with fulfillment. Yami Malik had his fun bothering Bakura and let Malik control again.
/Are you done now?/ Malik asked. But he thought it was funny, too.
Someone must have let Ryou in. He rushed up to Malik. /I didn't see anything,/ he said exasperated. /Where was the trouble? Hey, where's my rin.../
/Don't care about that now,/ Malik interrupted. /Let's get the party going. Oh, I think that girl is looking at you./ He pointed across the room. Ryou blushed.
/Oh, I don't know.../
/You're such a femmephobe./ Malik began to get on Ryou's case. / Rowr, rowr. Shake it, miss. Capital knockers,/ he said in his best fruity British accent. Ryou blushed at the imitation and marched away.
The prom continued on. Some guy found the ring in the punch and began yelling for whose 'dream catcher' it was. Ryou came out of nowhere and snatched it ranting something about it being a ring, not a dream catcher.
Seto's limo arrived and dropped Yuugi at his house first. Once at the doorstep, he said, "Purple flamingos doing the can-can."
Yuugi, Yami wondered. Did you drink some of the punch.
"Is my name pronounced backward sound like Eegew?"
Oh, aibo.
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