Thanks to my reviewers! I'm having fun with this story, so I'm hoping you're having fun reading it! Tee hee hee…
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Mokuba found another Pokéball under his pillow and Plusle let herself get caught. Then he tucked both small spheres into his vest jacket and ran to meet with his brother outside. Kaiba was waiting impatiently in front of the sleek black limousine with his arms crossed. He had forgotten about the six spheres in his pockets (if that was even possible), but Mokuba didn't bother reminding him. His brother was in a bad enough mood as it is.
"Hurry up," Kaiba snapped. "The driver will be here in a moment. Get in." Unfortunately for Kaiba (and fortunately for Mokuba) there was yet another Pokémon in the car waiting for them, next to yet another Pokéball. It was short and white, with what looked like a green helmet on its head, though it looked more hair-like. When Mokuba took out his Pokédex to find out what it was, Kaiba snorted, "You're bringing that to school?"
"Uh-huh," Mokuba said, waving him off. Kaiba's brow furrowed as his mood changed from impatient and somewhat annoyed to full-blown exasperation.
"Number 280, Ralts, the Feeling Pokémon. Psychic type. It uses the horns on its heaed to sense human emotions. It is said to appear in front of cheerful emotions." (A/N HOLY CRAP! I picked a great pokémon for Mokuba. I swear I wasn't thinking of its summary when I picked it!!!!) It turned out to be a male, and level five, as all the pokémon so far have been, save for Lugia, who was level fifty and liked Kaiba, but wouldn't listen to him, claiming (somehow) that he had to prove his worth before it would fight for him.
"Yeah, you have fun with him," Kaiba commented, rolling his eyes. Mokuba ignored him and put Ralts in his ball. Finally, when all traces of Pokémon had vanished, the driver reappeared and started to drive them to school.
"Yugi! Yugi, wake up! You'll be late for school!" The familiar voice of his Grandpa wafted into Yugi's dreams, arousing him. He sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Grandpa was downstairs, opening the shop after calling up the stairs to his grandson.
"Coming, Gramps!" Yugi yelled back, pulling on his school jacket and pants. He grabbed his books when a red rectangular thing fell out from in between them and clanked to the floor. "Huh?" he spoke, raising an eyebrow. "Hey, I think I recognize this…"
"Cyndaquil!" a squeaky voice said from the chair in his room. Yugi did a double-take when he saw a mousish (dogish?) creature with short black fur on top and yellowish fur on its stomach. "Cynd-uh!"
"Hey, you're kinda cute," the short boy said, picking it up. "What are you?" The little monster used its long nose to nudge the rectangle thing he was still holding. "Oh, I should use this, then." He pointed it at the creature.
"Number 155, Cyndaquil, the Fire Mouse Pokémon. Fire type. It has a timid nature. If it is startled, the flames on its back burn more vigorously."
"Flames?" Yugi echoed, holding the Cyndaquil in front of him. "I don't see any flames…" Suddenly, fire erupted from its back, and it made another noise that sounded like "Send-a-quill!" He had to force himself not to drop it. "Ah, I see…" He glanced around the room, saw a Pokéball, and captured the creature. "I wonder if Kaiba knows of this. I should call him." He picked up the phone in the hopes of reaching the Rich Boy before he went out again, but no one picked up. "Ah, I'll just see him at school," he said.
"YUGI!" Grandpa bellowed again.
"Coming!"
The schoolyard was as busy as ever in the morning. Yugi was about to enter the building when Joey and Tristan dashed up to him and pulled him around the corner of the building.
"Yugi!" Joey exclaimed, out of breath. "The weirdest thing happened this morning!"
"Yeah, it happened to me too," Tristan added, equally as exhausted.
"These creatures, the thingy called it a Pokémon – whatever that is – five of them appeared wherever I went this morning! And worst of all, four of the five looked like dogs! The humiliation!"
"What humil–" Yugi started, before remembering what Kaiba always called him. "Did you bring them?"
"Yeah, he did too," Joey replied, jabbing an elbow at Tristan before pulling out five red spheres. Pokéballs. Tristan pulled out six. "I don't know why I only have five and he has six, but, here they are…"
"Okay," Yugi sighed and pulled out five balls also. He had found four other Pokémon in various places like his bathroom; in the plant in the front of the shop; in his closet; and one had even broken through a park fence that he passed by every day to get to school. "It happened to me too. It's really weird, but no one else seems to be talking about it, so I think we should keep it a secret."
"Yeah," Tristan agreed, "unless we want to embarrass ourselves in front of the school with wild claims." The first school bell rang, and students began to flood inside.
"Let's go!" Joey said, starting to dart towards the doors. When he noticed Yugi wasn't following, he asked, "What's up?"
"Kaiba," Yugi said. "I want to talk to him about this, see if anything happened to him, too."
"Come on, not Moneybags," Joey groaned. "Why do you think something weird happened to him?"
"I dunno," Yugi shrugged. "A feeling. It's just that, when something weird happens to us, usually he's involved too. I'll meet you guys inside, I've still got time."
"Okay, if you say so," Joey said trustfully, grabbing Tristan and running inside.
Kaiba was almost late. The driver had been distracted halfway there, and got into a fender bender and was pulled over. So Kaiba was forced to walk as his driver took care of the dirty business (hey, he was paying for it…). So not only was it a surprise to find Yugi waiting for him in the empty front yard of the school, it also just made him angrier. Yami had taken over.
"What the hell do you want!?" he snapped.
"Some strange things have been going on," Yami said. "I know that I am involved, but what I want to know is if you are too."
Wait, it's been happening to him, too!?!? Kaiba thought frantically, surprised in that unbelieving way of his. He very nearly took a step back, but caught himself just in time.
"What makes you think that?" he snarled. Yami sighed and took out one Pokéball.
"Do you recognize this?" Yami asked, watching Kaiba's eyes closely. Indeed, a flicker of recognition glimmered in them momentarily, before he flat out denied it. "Cool it," Yami ordered. "I know you recognize this. Don't lie to me!"
"I don't believe you," Kaiba scowled, preparing to push past the shorter guy.
"Hold on!" Yami ordered, loudly and forcefully. Almost against his will, the CEO stopped. Yami pressed the button and out popped a small red-orange creature with a huge head and teeth. "This is a Trapinch, Kaiba, a Pokémon, as I suspect you know. I think you have some creatures very much like this one."
"You lie!" Kaiba bellowed at the same time the five Balls in his pocket activated and out popped the five small pokémon from before. (Think Misty in the anime with her Psyduck)
"Vullll!!!"
"Myy!"
"Pii!"
"Chaaaar!"
"Arroooooo…" (whatever Teddiursa makes!)
Kaiba's eyes widened in anger. "What the hell are you doing!" He yelled at them. "Get out of my life!! You don't exist!"
The pokémon looking up at him from his feet just kept staring lovingly. He was almost prepared to kick them.
"Kaiba!" Yami said again. "These creatures do exist. I don't know why they're here, but acknowledging that they are indeed here is the first step in getting them back to where they belong." Kaiba just growled unhappily.
The second bell rang, signaling one minute to get to class. This time Kaiba did push past Yami, nearly knocking him to the ground but not caring. Kaiba's Pokémon joyfully and energetically followed him before, right in front of the doors, he finally remembered and returned them to their respective spheres. Yami returned his Trapinch to its ball too, and stared after the Rich Boy.
"What are we going to do?" Yami said to Yugi through the mind link.
Well, we should probably stay in school, Yugi replied. I mean, we wouldn't want Gramps on my tail for playing hooky, now, would we?
"You're right," Yami said. "We can figure this all out after class."
The school day passed with relatively no action. The only thing of interest knowing was that Joey's team beat Yugi's team in baseball in P.E. and they all seemed to have a test in every other class. Overall, it was a very tiring seven-and-a-half hours.
Téa was sick that day, so Yugi – no, Yami – rounded up Joey and Tristan quickly, so that they could get to Kaiba before he left the school and wasn't heard of for the rest of the day.
"I still don't see why we have to include Rich Boy in everything," Joey moaned as they ran towards the front doors of the school building.
"Kaiba has some of these creatures with him, too!" Yami pointed out. "We need to round up as many people as possible who have them."
"What makes you think Kaiba has them?" Tristan asked.
"I saw them myself," Yami replied. "And he was none too happy about them, so beware of his temper."
"Here's a random thought," Joey added. "Where's Bakura?"
"He was sick today too," Tristan replied, "like Téa. There's some kind of bug going around."
"Look! There's Kaiba!" Yami said suddenly, pointing ahead. "But what's he doing?"
Kaiba was standing still, his back towards them as they slowed to a silent walk. His arms were crossed, and he appeared to be talking to someone. Yami, Joey, and Tristan crept forward until they were in earshot.
"…I was hoping to avoid most of the Geek Squad, but you had to come along, didn't you?" he snarled.
"I want to ask some questions to you," the other person said. Yami recognized it as Bakura's! Yami Bakura, that is. "These… creatures. They've been appearing, and it's not my fault. So now I'm blaming you. What are these things and where have they come from!?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Kaiba snapped. "Whatever it is, it is not my fault. If you'll excuse me, I have a kinsman to pick up from the middle school." (A/N "Kinsman" is what you get when my English class reads Romeo and Juliet) The CEO shoved the shorter blanchette aside and strode out. Bakura watched Kaiba go for a bit before he noticed Yami.
"Pharaoh!" he said. "Kaiba was lying, wasn't he!?"
"Indeed," Yami replied. "But it is not his fault that these monsters have been appearing to certain persons. He is merely a victim, like me, Joey, Tristan, even, apparently, you. We have to get these things back to where they came from, but that requires everyone's cooperation, including you and Kaiba."
Yami Bakura crossed his arms. "As if, Pharaoh. I would never help you." After a moment's pause, he added, "Alright fine, but just this once. We can't have… monsters roaming around my territory."
"We need to get Téa now," Yami said.
"I'll go get her!" Tristan offered. "After all, I can drive."
"Lemme come too," Joey demanded. Tristan shrugged, and the two left together.
To Yami Bakura, Yami said, "See if you can find anyone else who have… 'Pokémon,' but be discreet about it."
"And what will you do?" Bakura asked, reluctantly accepting his job.
"I'm going to have to convince Kaiba."
"Oh F–––" swore Kaiba, staring down the rogue Pokémon.
Kaiba did not actually have to pick up Mokuba. He had just used that excuse to escape the annoying blanchette Brit. He did have to get home, however, and since it was a rather nice day, and his company wasn't immediately dying, he decided to walk.
Bad choice.
First, the fangirls had tried to swarm him, so he had to duck into some ratty old alleyways. He followed this path for a while, sticking to the cleaner alleys. However, upon entering a seemingly deserted one, this thing had popped out, angry and raring to fight. It looked like a brown ostrich with three heads and pink tail feathers.
Great. Another hallucination for him to be annoyed at.
Another one appeared behind him, trapping him in, and they started squawking angrily. Then, they all opened their beaks, and something glowed in them.
"Crap." Three different colored beams shot from the beaks, directly at him. It was Tri-Attack, a devastating move. Kaiba threw himself to the ground, cursing, and the attacks collided in the air above him, exploding. The jolt alerted the Pokémon in his pocket, much to his [dis]concern, and Pichu and Minun burst out of their spheres, yelling their war cries. The birds squawked more and more, their wrath rising.
"Piiii-chu!" the little electric mouse cried, throwing out its cute stubby arms protectively in front of Kaiba, facing the first bird. Minun mimicked him on the other side. Pichu looked back at him, expectantly.
"Uh… What the hell do you want me to do?" he asked the Pokémon, frustrated. Pichu punched his own cheeks, where electricity was stored. He turned back to the enemy and let loose a jolt of electricity, hurting himself in the process. Kaiba glanced back at the Minun behind him, who had covered himself in sparks and was now leaping towards the foe. Both birds were shocked, but instead of being defeated, they only got angrier.
Kaiba stood up again, scooping up the little mice Pokémon. The birds (which he later found out were Dodrio) started approaching him quickly. The Dodrio lunged at Kaiba with their beaks outstretched for a Peck attack. The CEO pressed himself against the wall of the alleyway and the two birds collided, tangling up in their long necks. He used this distraction to race out of the vicinity.
He didn't stop running until he got home, but when he got there, a very unhappy-making surprise awaited him.
Yami, talking to Mokuba. Both of them with five Pokémon each.
I just have one request: If you are a horny yaoi fangirl, please leave and don't review... XDDD Nah, I'm just kidding. Though there MAY have been some suggestive lines in this chapter, I ask of you, PLEASE don't draw attention to it. I do not like Yaoi. I respect your opinions, but I assure, there is none of that in here.