*glares at comp* that was so stupid!!!! The stupid Microsoft word froze!!!!!!!! I hate this!!! *takes a deep breath* okay, now I'm better. Guess I should type all that again, shouldn't I? *sigh*

School sux. Between scheduling, homework, classes, essays, projects, courses, et cetera, et cetera, so on so forth, I don't ever have time to update much. Do you know how many chapters I've already written out for this story? 11!! And only the ones that I've posted, including this, of course, are typed up.

Before I start, I only have a few more words

Serashi: that would be a first

Kirsta: shut up! Ignore my stupid yami. Anyway, *points at reviews* 28 reviews!!!!!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to everyone who reviewed!!!!!! I've never had this big of a response on a fic. I'd like to thank especially everyone who reads this and Keeper for actually helping me out. Right now I don't know which one I'm going to update first, but the next chappie of Keeper is, I repeat, is written up. I just have to type it up. And finally--

Serashi: finally

Kirsta: *glares at her yami* I'd like to thank everyone who's read or is reading and especially those who read and review

Serashi: … did anyone follow that?

Kirsta: stop being smart, Ser

Serashi: *blows raspberry*

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Okay?

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Chapter 3: Crash and Blame

Serashi crashed, full force, into the Pharaoh, her uncle, Yami, effectively bowling him over. Yugi, Yami's younger brother, also an uncle to Ser, and who was walking with Yami moments before, blinked and stared stupidly, too shocked at the moment to do anything else.

"Get back here!" Annya yelled as she dashed around the corner. "Aiee!!!"

*crash*

Yugi looked over to see what was happening, but before he could react, Annya slammed into him, and sent them sprawling on top of Yami and Serashi, crating the ShoRans' 2nd people pileup of the day.

"Ow…" Serashi moaned. Unlike earlier, Annya got off quickly, knowing that the consequences for purposely stalling would come harsher with the fact that two of her uncles, and Yami in particular, were in this pileup. And to make matters worse, Yami was on the bottom of the pile.

"What was that all about?" Yami demanded once everyone got off him and he stood up, brushing his robes off as he did. Annya and Serashi shot each other looks that plainly said, 'Oh shit--'

"I demand an explanation!" Yami continued. Serashi gulped before starting to explain, trying as best she could to choose her words carefully as to not anger her in-a-bad-mood Uncle Yami.

"Well, Uncle Yami, Annya and I just finished our lessons with Seto-sama. We went back to our commonroom and…umm…tried to think of something to do."

"That's when she dumped a bucket of water over me,"

Annya chirped in.

"That explains the wet hair," Yugi interrupted in an amused voice.

"Go on," Yami urged.

"Ok, so I started chasing her around--and we ran into you and Uncle Yugi," Annya explained in a genius of simplicity.

"Yeah, that sums it up," Serashi agreed.

"Have you two ever heard of being careful?" Yami asked sternly. Annya and Serashi cringed. "You two are princesses, you should learn to be more ladylike." The ShoRans looked at each other, faces saying, 'Here we go again.' Thankfully Yugi decided to be their savior, again.

"Just be a little more careful okay, girls?" he interrupted Yami.

"Okay," the twins said in unison.

"Good, now run along," Yugi told them, having felt pity for them having to listen to another of Yami's speeches. The ShoRan sisters bowed to their uncles and left in a hurry.

"You let them off easy, you know that, don't you?" Yami asked his brother suspiciously.

"Yeah, I know," Yugi replied, "Compared to what they'd get from you, I'd say I just about saved their lives." Yami laughed. "You know who they remind me of?" Yugi asked, changing the subject.

"Hmm?" Yami asked as they continued walking.

"Take a wild guess."

"Hmm…I don't know, who?"

"You didn't even guess!"

"Yugi! Fine, me, right?" Yami replied exasperatingly, taking the most obvious answer.

"Nope."

"What?!"

"Nope, not you, nice try, though. But, that would have been too easy."

"Then who are you talking about?"

"Their mother."

"Sahameiya?"

"I assume that's who, unless they have more than one mother," Yugi said amusingly. Yami grunted. "Anyway," Yugi continued, "you can't tell me they don't remind you of her."

"I don't know," Yami replied uncertainly.

"C'mon, you remember when we were all little! Sahameiya used to run around with us, and she always ran into us, remember? And Mother and Father always kept telling her to be more ladylike, too."

Yam laughed at the memories. "Yeah, I remember. She was never the type of girl to try to perfect her feminism."

"Just like her daughters," Yugi remarked. "They are who they are, just like she was."

"Agreed," Yami said. A guard walked over o the two and bowed.

"Pharaoh, General Jounonchi requests your presence," he told the Pharaoh.

"Acknowledged. I'll see you later, Yugi," Yami said. Yugi nodded, and Yami walked off.

Yugi headed up to Annya and Serashi's rooms.

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"That was not cool," Annya stated as she paced around the commonroom for no real particular reason.

"Too close," Serashi remarked as she sighed a breath of relief. "I'm going to die if anyone tells me to be more like a princess again."

"Hey Ser, be more princess-like," Annya mocked. Ser chucked a cushion at her. "Hey, watch it!" Ser smirked. There was a knock at the door that almost scared the daylights out of the two girls.

"Who is it?" Annya asked, praying it wasn't the Pharaoh coming to tell them off more.

"Uncle Yugi," Yugi replied, voice muffled by the door. Annya timidly opened the door and poked her head out.

"Yes?" she asked, but before Yugi could reply, she blurted out, "Are we in trouble?" Yugi blinked a few times before answering

"Do you want to be in trouble?" he asked amusingly.

"No."

"Then don't ask so many questions of someone who felt pity for you having to listen to his brother's speeches," Yugi suggested. Annya's face brightened.

"Okay!" Thank Uncle Yugi, we owe you one!" Serashi cried happily, jumping off the couch and coming over. Annya opened the door the rest of the way and they two glomped Yugi.

"Okay, okay, that's enough--get off me," Yugi said. The twins obeyed and let him go.

"So, wassup, Uncle Yugi?" Ser asked cheerily as they all went in the commonroom and sat down.

"Nothing much, just coming over to visit my nieces," Yugi replied. "But Seto did mention something about you two being late for class today. Something about you losing track of time and trying to blame your sister?" he directed at Annya slyly, a childish grin starting to creep onto his face.

:"That son-of-a-bitch always blames me for everything!" Annya exclaimed, jumping to her feet in rage.

"Calm down!" Serashi said exasperatingly.

"And watch your language. I let it slip most of the time but some others *cough* Yami, don't," Yugi suggest nonchalantly. They all started laughing.

"Sorry, Uncle Yugi, it's just that-- the gods help me-- Seto-sama is so annoying!" Annya said.

"No he's not!" Serashi cried. Yugi just sat there and blinked a few times as he watched the two sisters argue.

"Okay, okay, you two, that's quite enough," he said finally. "Annya, yes, Seto can be stubborn at times, we've all experienced that, but he is still your superior, and your teacher-- and for that he commands respect form you." Annya pouted. Yugi continued. "And Serashi, you don't always have to be on opposite sides with your sister. Just because she doesn't like Seto doesn't mean you have to." Serashi and Annya blinked, not understanding Yugi's logic. On the first part he was so right… but he was way off on the second.

"O-ok," Serashi replied slowly.

"Good," Yugi said, assuming he had gotten his point across. "Well, it's getting late. Goodnight, girls," he said before getting up and departing the room. The twins looked at him as he left, blinked, and sweatdropped--the sun hadn't even set yet.

"I'm confusted," Serashi said.

"Me too," Annya agreed. A few more moments passed before they shook off the event.

"Hey Annya, you like that Bakura-dude, doncha?" Serashi stated playfully.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sis," Annya replied with false casualness, fiddling around with a bit of her said as she replied. Serashi came over and sat down next to her.

"C'mon, don't try to tell me your not--I know you too wall to fall for that. I say you blush when he introduced himself, and why else would you, of all people, would be nervous--and silent, around him--eh?" Serashi pushed on, shoving her sister playfully. Annya started to lok like she was getting very annoyed.

"So what if I do? I can't do any worse than you liking Seto," Annya replied. A moment passed in silence again before Serashi spoke.

"No, I don't!" she retorted late, being the one getting annoyed now. Annya snickered. "Whatever, baka (translation: idiot). There's no point of trying to argue with you," Ser said. The dinner bell rang and the girls went down to the hall.

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Seto: hey! What's so bad about liking me! *glares at Annya*

Kirsta: nothing, really.

Serashi: That was totally Annya saying that. We all know you're Kirsta's favorite.

Seto: *pouting*

Kirsta: you better stop or I'll turn you into a chibi

Seto: you don't have the powers to *still pouting*

Kirsta: Serashi, would you do the honors?

Serashi: gladly *points staff at Seto and mutters some words*

*bright flash*

Seto: (chibized) 'EY!!! *looks like he's about to cry*

Kirsta: awwww!!!!!!

Annya: you realize, ser, that you can't do anything with him when he's little

Serashi: *whacks Annya with staff* WATCH IT!

Annya: *snicker*

Kirsta: *sweatdrop* PLEASE REVIEW!!!!