Y.A.R.: Wow, chapter three of my new mature story? Why haven't I done this already?
Amy: Because you're tired and absolutely lazy when it comes to writing anything when your inspiration for the chapter is gone.
Y.A.R.: That is the cruelest thing you've ever said...
Amy: I have far more than that.
Y.A.R.: Oh Ra...-Groans-
Yami: Lily...-growls in anger-
Y.A.R.: Wha...-sees Sennen eye on his forehead- Aww, crap!
Amy: Looks like he's angry over what happened in the last chapter.
-Yami chasing after me, with a chainsaw...-
Y.A.R.: WAAAAAH!
Chapter 3-Crossroads of Promiscuity
~Domino Mall, north section: Sunday afternoon- 2:37 p.m.~
"Yami...you're scaring the crap out of us, man." Joey said, shivering in fear of his friend's anger.
"Who can blame him with that girl Amy besting him at everything?" Tristan inquired. "Valon went too far and now he has to be Yami's personal punching bag until the Pharaoh rents out a new one."
"Gotta find that bitch's weakness..." Yami grumbled. "How dare she embarrass me in front of my classmates! She'll pay dearly..."
"Easy, man. When you're mad, we know not to disturb you or else we'll be punished with a fucking penalty game." Tristan said, shivering in fear.
"I ruled that school for over three years, and now everyone's thinking that I'm losing my touch! I will not have my fucking reign destroyed by that woman!" Yami shouted.
"C'mon, man. You know how hard it is to find that girl's Achilles' heel? So many girls that I know of couldn't even uncover Amy's weak spot without dealing with fucking blackmail from the guys!" Joey said.
"I will not be defeated in this game! I will find that weakness no matter what roads I have to take!" Yami shouted.
"Hopefully, no law-breaking roads." Tristan muttered.
A few days after what appeared to be a major whipping from his competing target, a very pissed Yami was growling in deep hatred after Amy absolutely trounced him in every class that he had carefully dominated within his grasps. The guy was humiliated beyond comprehension! His buddies were fearing for their lives and their sanity; they knew that when Yami was this furious, either they tried to calm him down or risk entering one of his dark penalty games. The girl that made their challenge public has officially been placed on his most wanted list. Yami needed to find Amy's weakness if he hopes to gain any sort of ground in their bet; the charismatic man did not want to lose any more pride from his status as ruler of the academy!
Since the wager, rumors have been spreading around the city like wildfire amongst the young groups and Yami didn't like it. He tried to intimidate Seto into telling him everything about Amy when he found out that they were childhood fiends, but Seto told him to screw himself and proceeded to stay out of this, infuriating the former Pharaoh. His girls couldn't do much about his target because Amy doesn't hang around girls that much. And because the sexy girl was so busy dealing with her projects, she wasn't seen around in public that much, making Yami that much more determined to find her weakness.
As they were leaving the mall with Joey and Tristan slowly behind their raging friend, unknowingly Amy, wearing a black-hooded jacket to cover her hair and face, walked past them into the mall to implement her next stage into getting Yami so riled up, that he becomes so focused on getting revenge for whatever stunt she pulled on him. But, hey...since anything went during their little competition, she couldn't care less about the threatening taunts coming out of his mouth. The calculating girl was going into part two of her massive hypothesis into taking out the so-called ruler in her mind off his throne. Amy took out her mini-tablet from her jacket and proceeded to the security room to make things a whole lot worse for her opponent.
'Someone's gonna be super pissed when they come back here tomorrow or any other day. Heh, Yami's gonna wish he never accepted to my little game. What he doesn't know about me, is that I get fucking serious when things turn to my favor. Now, to upload that video to the security databanks...' Amy thought, mischievously.
-The next day...-
"What do you fucking mean that I can't enter?" Yami yelled. "I came in here just fine yesterday!"
"Sorry, pal. But, we went over the security recordings last night and found out you robbed the place months ago, and we have no choice but to forbid any entrance for you and your pals!" the security guard barked.
"Hey, we didn't do anything wrong for fuck's sake!" Joey said.
"Yeah! We're like paying customers to this place! Dammit, let us through or we're going to have our attorneys pay your damn company a visit!" Tristan threatened.
"We have the hard evidence and a lot of witness testimonies to prove our story's truth! Now, scram!" the security guard shouted.
Well, it was the public humiliation that he never wanted to happen in his own reign.
Shortly after arriving to the mall after school, Yami was furious as a volcano just ready to erupt. The commanding, former ruler was standing outside after being refused entrance to the mall due to the security cameras catching him on robbery charges, which he thought was destroyed after seducing the female officer to erasing it. So, how can it still be there after seven months ago? Yami needed to find the leak and teach him a lesson that he'll never forget. As if on cue, the very voice that made him absolutely obsessed with sounded behind him and there stood Amy with a face that he couldn't read off. What was she planning to do in their little game?
Amy knew what was going on the moment she saw Yami and his group standing outside; looked like her plan to mess with his routine was going very smoothly. She wondered if she should reveal to him that it was she that got him banned from the mall...Nah, she thought. What kind of fun would that be?
"You! What are you fucking doing here?" Yami asked, irritably.
"I saw a crowd gathering and wanted to see what was going on. It is that damn hard to check on somebody?" Amy shot back.
"That guard ain't letting us in because they think that we stole something from here!" Tristan said.
"And I care, why?" Amy said. "Anyways, I got some shopping to do, so ciao!"
As she passed by the boys and headed into the mall, Amy turned around and said something inaudible that made Yami extremely furious and making much more attempts to even the score. He couldn't believe that the girl who just passed him had placed the destroyed tape back into the databanks of the mall security system! The king was going to get his revenge, one way or the other.
"You little bitch!" Yami screamed. "I'll get even with you if it's the last thing that I do! Just you wait!"
~Several days later...~
-Tokyo Elite Institute, Thursday afternoon: second free period: 2:23 p.m.-
"I can't believe you did that, Amy." Seto said, shaking his head with amusement. "But, you know he's gonna get back at you, one way or the other."
"Please, I'm not even done yet. I have far, grander plans ahead of my great bet to force that egotistic maniac off his makeshift throne." Amy smirked. "Just because I got Yami banned from every mall within a ten mile radius, does not mean that he'll be fucking close to getting my damn virginity anytime soon."
"Why do I feel like this is going to become a war, rather than a simple bet?" Seto sighed.
"So shall it be; anyways, I'm helping out Mrs. Demihiko for the week, so I'm free from my afternoon classes." Amy said, getting up from her desk.
"You mean the lesbian teacher that has a former wrestler as a wife? You're going for something even bigger than what you pulled at the mall, huh?" Seto smirked.
"Oh, yes. Even bigger than that." Amy grinned, mischievously.
With the rumors about the king of the school going around like wildfire from the incident involving her scheme to deal him a major blow to his favorite spots, Amy was now about to get even more tricky with her game plans to play the guy that wanted her so badly to literally see reality. Now, the plans have to be much more damaging to his reputation in the hopes of overthrowing Yami quickly and painfully. And what better way to speed things up than to get him in trouble with the whole school staff?
It has been less than three weeks since the beginning of their bet, and Yami's reputation as the king had taken a heavy blow, and this was making the former Pharaoh's anger showing off in ways that we cannot describe because of such details will haunt your dreams forever. The boys were shivering in fear, since nearly half of them were either punished or beaten like crap under the hands of his royal highness, and the girls in his harem had to tame his fury. It was frustrating beyond words, he thought. How could it be that someone as strong-minded as he was, be crushing him in everything that he excelled in? It drove Yami insane! There was no telling what the girl that he wanted to take down so much was going to do next, but salvaging whatever what's left of his reputation came first. The man didn't want any further damage happening to his already commanding ego!
Entering her class with the former Pharaoh, Serenity noticed that everyone was either inches away from the angry man, or trying to write their wills silently and quickly if they were caught into his fury. Never has the auburn girl seen her friend this furious over someone that was completely like him in almost every category; she wanted him to care about the people around him, but ever since his declaration to be the king of the city years ago, Serenity saw the boy she knew since middle school become an egomaniac that lusted for power. If Amy was going to do everything in her power to wake him up from the fantasy that he created in his mind, maybe there was a chance that Yami could be saved from himself.
Approaching the raging multi-colored haired man, Serenity tapped his shoulder to get his attention, but was met with a glare that could send chills down throughout the entire body.
"Serenity? I'm not in the fucking mood to talk to you right now." Yami said.
"You're gonna talk to me, either way. You're still pissed about Amy's tactics in this little bet that you two have going on?" Serenity asked.
"I don't know how that bitch has access to everything that I gotten rid of to demonstrate my control of Domino! All the tactics that have worked for me in the past; she's using them against me!" Yami shouted.
"Well, you actually agreed that anything goes for this bet, except that you can't drug her to get your way. So, Amy's taking those corners and using any resources that she could grab her hands on to get ahead of this game you have against her." Serenity stated.
"Well, I don't think so! If that woman thinks that she can bring down this king, she doesn't know anything about me!" Yami shouted, storming out of the classroom.
"Off, he goes. I don't know what Amy's going to do next, but I'm pretty sure that deep down, she's actually knows that he's a decent guy at heart. I guess that Yami's hasn't been the same since junior high, but there's a chance his soul can be saved from his ego." Serenity sighed. "Hmm, Amy did say that she's helping out a teacher...though, why do I feel uneasy?"
-Later that day...-
"I don't like the way you're having me get involved in this little competition you have with that boy, sweetie. Are you sure that you really want to send this to every staff member and student?" Mrs. Demihiko said, flustered.
"Sensei, if I do pull this off, the entire staff will have a wondrous, if not normal order around the school without any interference from him." Amy said. "And don't get me wrong, I just want to make things a whole lot more complicated for him to stage a comeback for something of this caliber."
"Still, the very notion of him and me having that sort of physical contact in this video you created is quite unsettling for me. I just know that my wife's not gonna be happy if she sees this." Mrs. Demihiko stated.
"The video I created to bring major buzz around the entire school is fake, but place certain programs into the coding data and it can be made to be authentic. Also, this dates back months before you gotten married and the voices are completely recorded. By implicating that he broke the rules by seducing you into manipulating his scores and punishment at the time, don't you think that you can have a normal class without his demeanor hanging around to intimidate you?" Amy stated.
"Well, that boy does need a reality check, along with some normality in this school..." Mrs. Demihiko muttered. "Plus, I haven't had any fun since coming over here to work...Alright, let's have some fun with this!"
"Good to see you in good spirits for this, Sensei!" Amy smiled. "Now then...what kind of changes do you want in this little film...?"
"Let's see, how about that...? Oh, and what about...?" Mrs. Demihiko suggested.
As the day was ending at the school, the girl that was completely messing with her competitor's life as the bet was still going strong despite it only being a couple of weeks since the start of this whole competition. Amy was so going to destroy any credibility that his royal ass has left into a dust of volcanic ash just lying on the ground of her feet. Although involving a teacher into her bet wasn't really the way she wanted to go, but hey, since anything went on their game...the voluptuous girl was entering the coliseum of battle if this huge prank she was going to pull on Yami went unchallenged by his group. But, Amy did her homework: neither of his male buddies nor his harem has the computer skills that she does, and no one can back up such a story, made by hers truly.
Speaking of stories, Amy wondered how much gossip was going to go around by tomorrow morning if she sent the video right now? Putting in the finishing touches on her video and making the e-mail that was going to be sent to the entire school plus the administrative staff, the smart-alecky female conferred with her teacher, and with the approval, clicked the sent function and waited until the next day to see everyone's reaction to her charming, if not fabricated masterpiece of a short film.
'Oh, that bastard's gonna have a rude awakening by tomorrow. Hmm, I believe Yami's gonna be out for quite awhile, and he must be planning whatever revenge scheme he has in his mind to get back at me for downgrading the fucking reputation he worked so hard for years. Not my damn problem; everyone knows that anything involving you will hurt your credibility in anyway that you can.' Amy thought. 'Now, according to my theory, the gossip channels around the school will be completely off the roof. Everything's going quite well, if I do say myself!'
~The next day...~
-Friday morning, before the first bell, at the Kame Game Shop: 7:17 a.m.-
"Damn, I shouldn't had that last shot of liquor at Tristan's place. Ugh, where's my fucking school uniform?" Yami groaned. "Oh, screw it. I'm going rogue today at school."
With the morning sun rising to a new day, the still pissed-off Yami was rubbing his head after a major drinking with his buddies to unwind from the burning desire to extract revenge on Amy. There has to be a specific weakness that she was vulnerable to, and he needed to find out if there was going to be any leverage on their bet. If anything, the girl was doing everything in her own power to destroy his reputation! Amy was richer than any of the benefactors that paid for the school's functions, so that money would be used to get any information on the down low. There was also her smarts, which was pulled into her words and convincing anybody to give her anything that they had against him. Her body was a no-brainer; any guy will turn against him and spill anything to get a chance to bed her. Putting on his purple jumpsuit with his signature leather shirt, Yami walked into the living room, with Yugi already up and running preparing for his tutors for the day.
With their father getting the biggest promotion that he was working so hard for, though at the cost of him being away from the family for nearly most of the year, the young boys had to step up to be the men of the household, while their grandfather ran his business on the main floor. It also meant that enough money was to hire tutors for Yugi, while Yami got into the best school to be around his pals. Although he didn't get much of the social attention that his older brother had at his school, Yugi was glad enough to be friends with the rest of his group, with some of them secretly slipping him anything perverted away from his mother's prying eyes towards him. Placing all the textbooks that he needed and prompting the computer for the day, the younger of the two saw Yami outside his comfort zone.
Yugi heard all about the bet that involved Yami and Amy, but never met the girl that was causing the former Pharaoh to become enraged like nothing he'd ever seen before. Secretly, in his mind, the small boy wanted his brother to lose the bet. Ever since his proclamation to become the king of the town years ago, Yami's ego had started taking a turn for the worse when he brought home girl after girl from his school to bed with, and wrapping his control over almost everything around the city, with the exclusions of his rival's company and a few other things. Yugi thought that if anybody was going to bring back Yami to the way he was before this whole mess, it was going to be the girl the taller Mutou was so obsessed with.
"You're going to school dressed up like that?" Yugi asked.
"Not now, Yugi. I have a fucking, massive headache this morning and I'm not in the mood for talking." Yami grumbled.
"...Your breath reeks of liquor; were you drinking last night with Tristan and the guys again? You know you're too young to drink alcohol yet!" Yugi chided.
"What are you: our damn mother? Just tell me where's the fucking cleansing bottle is and I can head on out to school." Yami argued.
"...I wonder how Joey and the rest of them are doing right now." Yugi sighed, pointing to Yami where the bottle to get rid of his liquor breath was.
-At Joey's apartment...-
The blonde was staggering from his bed to the kitchen in the hopes of sweeping away any leftover liquor within his body after that drinking party at Tristan's place. Joey was about to grab the milk carton out of the refrigerator when he saw his little sister sitting at the table, looking at her computer as if something was missed during her sleep.
"-yawn- Goddamn it, that drinking party last night really hit me hard." Joey grumbled.
"T.M.I., Joey." Serenity sighed. "And you know that if you guys get caught drinking again, they'll send you over to jail."
"Never mind that, Seren. I'm gonna get the cleansing bottle from my room and everything will go away." Joey said. "Anyways, whatcha you looking at this time of the morning?"
"Our school e-mails; I got one overnight stating nothing more than to watch it." Serenity said.
"Let this be a funny video of someone doing something incredibly stupid! Click it, sis and make it snappy!" Joey said.
CLICK!
The sight of the video's contents made both siblings widen their eyes beyond their capacity. Serenity started turning green at the sight of her friend's behavior, while Joey literally shook off his drunken stupor and knew that he had to get the message to Yami and the guys. If they got this e-mail, who knows if anybody else got it from last night?
"...Oh, holy shit!" Joey shouted. "I gotta call the guys about this!"
"And it was sent to everyone, including the school staff..." Serenity shuddered.
"Fuck...Yami's not gonna be happy about this." Joey said.
-At Tristan's house...-
"Oh, damn it all! If Yami gets wind of this video, our school lives will become a living hell..." Tristan muttered.
"Tristan! Did you and your pals drank all my liquor again?" his dad yelled.
"I am SO screwed..." Tristan shuddered.
-At Rafael's condo...-
"Bwahahaha! The Pharaoh's so fucking screwed right now!" Valon laughed hysterically.
"...You really want to become his personal punching bag, huh?" Rafael sighed.
"Who cares about that? What's important is that he's gonna get an earful from the principal for having sex with a teacher!" Valon argued.
"Oy vey..." Rafael muttered, putting his right hand over his eyes and swaying his head in misery.
-At Seto's mansion...-
Seto couldn't believe the video he was watching on his private laptop; to think that his childhood friend really went beyond the boundaries of reality really made him wonder if the bet she made against his rival was going to never end at all. Mentally though, he was in hysterics. Oh, how much he wanted to see the reaction on Yami's face when he sees what Amy brewed up this time.
"...Amy, I don't know how you did it, but this one's gonna be the hardest to top out of all the stunts that you'd pulled on anybody." Seto chuckled. "Who would've thought you went that route on your latest punch to the egomaniac bastard known as Yami?"
-Back at the Mutou Residence...-
While Yami was scarfing down his breakfast in the hopes of getting to school on time, the front bell rang, prompting the elder Mutou to answer the door to find out who was visiting at this time of the day. Opening the door, there stood a very tall woman with a straight face, muscles at almost every joint on her body, as if she was using steroids just to maintain her figure. Though, the expression on her face was truly one of anger masked in absolute secrecy.
"Can I help you, miss?" Grandpa asked.
"Is there a Yami Mutou living on these premises?" the woman asked.
"One minute..." Grandpa replied before shouting for his eldest grandson. "Yami! There's a woman outside for you!"
"Give me a minute, I'm coming!" Yami yelled, stomping out of the kitchen and standing in the front of the woman. "What do you want?"
Instead of answering, the woman gave a very hard punch to Yami's face, prompting him to land on the ground and his grandpa coming to his side. Yugi ran to the door to see what was going on, finding his older brother on the ground and ran to his side. Sitting upside with his hand clasping on the impact of the fist, Yami was not very happy about what the hell that just transpired; he didn't know the woman at all, and she punched him for no damn reason!
"I should charge you for assaulting my grandson!" Grandpa shouted.
"That's his punishment for sleeping with my wife! Now, how is she gonna show her face in any teaching jobs again?" the woman barked.
"What the hell are you babbling about?" Yami shouted. "I don't even know you!"
"You know my wife; she's a teacher at your school! Everyone's seen the video of you seducing my wife! She was emotionally unstable after that incident!" the woman shouted back.
"Wait...what video?" Yami asked.
"Don't play dumb with me, you asshole! You're lucky I'm not pressing charges against your ass, but if you come near my wife ever again, more than your face is gonna be broken!" the woman threatened as she stomped off in anger.
Yami sat on the ground, dumbfounded. What the hell did that woman mean about a video with him seducing her wife? There was no memory whatsoever about such events, as he got up and grabbed his bag, running towards the train station to catch his usual ride. Yugi, who was still at the game shop, went upstairs to obtain his tablet, of which he entered Yami's password for his school e-mail, only to find one new e-mail from his school. When he opened the attached video, the young Mutou's skin turned pearly white at the contents of the video. Yugi knew his mother was not very pleased with Yami's behavior over the years, but this video just might send him over the edge of her wrath. There was also the fact that she had access to both of their e-mails in case of emergency, which made Yami's return from school today a terrifying one.
"Grandpa..." Yugi started.
"Hmm, what is it, Yugi?" Grandpa asked.
"Mom's gonna murder Yami for this video." Yugi finished.
~At Tokyo Institute...~
He didn't even know why the hell he was being summoned to the dean's office shortly after arriving on the premises. Whatever the hell it was, the former Pharaoh knew that he already had the dean in his corner, since he controlled almost all of the funding for the school itself. What was truly bugging him was that his usual harem of girls were keeping a distance, with almost everyone else whispering about something that he didn't know about. It was absolutely mind-boggling, he thought. More importantly, where was his group of pals? Unless they had massive hangovers like he did this morning from the overnight party at Tristan's place, Yami had to know what was causing so many students talking about him. Hell, even the teachers were talking about him behind his back!
Knocking on the door, and getting the approval of the dean, he opened and to his displeasure, the girl that he was obsessed with was sitting in front of the desk, along with a younger, yet older woman across from her, clenching a tissue in her hand. With a stern look placed on his face, the dean ordered Yami to sit in front of him, all while Yami threw a nasty glare at Amy's direction, who just gave an innocent smile. But mentally, the busty intellectual woman was super satisfied with her best punch to his ego. Oh, how he was gonna have a huge shocker when the king of the school finds out what he was called for. Amy already alerted the dean about her scheme to get Yami out, and surprisingly he agreed to it.
"Why is she here when you just want me to discuss whatever the hell I did?" Yami growled.
"Language, Mr. Mutou." the dean said sternly. "Normally, I would caved in into your attitude when the funding for this institution is in jeopardy of being cut, but this time it won't work of getting you out of the bind you're sitting in."
"What bind?" Yami asked, irritated.
"You mean to tell me that you haven't heard about the entire school talking about the video sent to them last night?" Amy redirected. "My, you must be feigning ignorance about what you did a while back."
"You have been to this school for less than three weeks, so don't start talking about what happens on these grounds!" Yami shouted. "And what video are you people talking about?"
"This video here, boy." the dean said, clicking on a remote and playing the video.
As the video played, Yami started to get wide-eyed in absolute confusion. Since when the events of him seducing the teacher sitting across from him to his right ever occurred? Never! Even he knew about the teacher's sexuality and the former Pharaoh strayed away from the teachers since they weren't in his playbook. His stare went into glaring slits as his eyes went towards Amy, who was still wearing the innocent smile on her face. Yami knew that the bitch fabricated the whole story to get him in trouble, and he wasn't going to stand for it. As the dean pressed the button to end it, his attention turned towards the multi-colored haired man, whose glare was still on the girl that became a hunting target.
"Oh, my wife was furious when she saw the video. I begged her not to press charges against him since he was going to be handled by the school. But, to be taken advantaged of by a student...OH, the agony!" Mrs. Demihiko bawled.
"I don't even remember such a thing ever happening!" Yami shouted. "And I bet that she..." He pointed rudely at Amy. "...had made this whole story up!"
"What? Falsely accusing me of fabricating a lie? Why Yami, I'm absolutely heartbroken and offended by such claims coming from your mouth." Amy said innocently, though her mind was definitely laughing at Yami's reaction to the video.
"Ms. Rivers found the video shortly after helping Mrs. Demihiko with whatever duties she had assigned to her yesterday and e-mailed it to practically the entire school. We already had our tech team analyzed the contents and found the tape to be authentic to the smallest details. Not to mention that Mrs. Demihiko has told me that this happened four months prior to her hiring to this institute. Is that not true, Mr. Mutou?" the dean explained.
"That is a bold face LIE!" Yami bellowed.
"Are you saying that her words are completely false?" Amy asked. "Considering the circumstances, if word got out that a student from this school was having such an inappropriate relationship with a teacher without ant reprimanding, just think of the many scandals heading onto the name and taking away precious funding meant to be for such good things."
"I agree with Ms. Rivers. As of this moment, Mr. Mutou, you are hereby suspended for a month with four weeks of detention heading upon your return. Also, I will be sending your mother a letter explaining your actions towards the end of the day. Mrs. Demihiko, you're going to relieved of teaching duty for a week until this thing is resolved. Ms. Rivers, escort Mr. Mutou out of the school." the dean commanded.
Yami couldn't believe it; not only was he kicked out of school for the next month, but his mother was going to see the video that wasn't even true! A sense of dread came into his mind, knowing that his mother was very unforgiving when it came to his behavior at the school. There was so many schemes coming into his mind to get back at Amy, with the last of his reputation now gone down the drain as the girl he was wishing revenge on had her robot latch onto him and dragging him out the building with his shoes and bag, and throwing him on the ground once it was near the school boundaries. Looking up at the window of which he saw the conniving girl glancing down on him, Yami could have sworn he read her lips of telling him off and taunting him. Fiercely grabbing his bag and stomping off back home, there was boiling rage deep within his mind as Amy saw him walking away quickly from the school.
Though, once he got to the door of the game shop, the booming voice an angry mother echoed throughout the entire city, and made Yami rethink about coming straight home after the suspension.
"YAMI DID WHAT?!"
'Oh shit...Why did I come home?' Yami thought, in fear of what was about to come to him in a matter of minutes.
Oh man, this chapter took like forever to write because of not only I've been feeling a lot more tired these past weeks, but my mind seems to be so focused on finishing the other stories that I'm still writing up! I planned to have about fifteen chapters written for this story and post them about a week apart because I want to grammar check and stuff before posting it up.
R&R, people!