Mokie: I can't imagine them dancing very well. I just imagine them being silly where they like twirl underneath the arms and like twist while holding hands with someone else. Silly stuff like that.
Imay: Well you know what that means.
Mokie: What's that?
Imay: You've got to teach 'em how to dougie! *Starts doing the dougie*
Mokie: *face palm* We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any songs within this fanfic. *Imay dancing in background* *face palm #2*
Seto Kiaba sat in the lunch room the next Monday, working on his laptop. His phone rang and he answered, "Anything Mokuba?"
"Not yet, big brother. Why are we doing this again?"
"Because she deserves it,"
"Just because she told the teachers or something?"
"Mokuba, she is labeled a gossip for a reason,"
"So she has said a lot of things?"
"Yup,"
"So why not just kick her off the student council?"
Seto stopped typing on his computer, "Mokuba has anyone told you you're a genius?"
"You and several dozen doctors. Well, see you later," Mokuba hung up and Seto pulled out a paper that Yugi turned in that morning to him.
It was a form for a zero tolerance policy.
Speak of the devil…
The lunch room lights dimmed and the students started clapping.
Yugi walked up to the stage, "Hey, Miho, can you come help me?" he asked through the microphone.
Miho walked to the stage and took a microphone and the music started.
Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwy as me
I didn't go to boarding schools
Preppy girls never looked at me
Why should they, I ain't nobody
Got nothing in my pocket
Beverly Hills... That's where I want to be! (gimme, gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills... Rolling like a celebrity! (gimme, gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Look at all those movie stars
They're all so beautiful and clean
When the housemaids scrub the floors
They get the spaces in between
I wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
Cause I'm the next big thing
Beverly Hills... That's where I want to be! (gimme gimme)(gimme gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills... Rolling like a celebrity! (gimme gimme)(gimme gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Truth is...I don't stand a chance (aaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
It's something that you're born into...(aaaaaaaaaaah)
And I just don't belong...(aaaaaaaaaaah)
No I don't - I'm just a no class, beat down fool
And I will always be that way
I might as well enjoy my life
And watch the stars play
Beverly Hills... That's where I want to be! (gimme, gimme)(gimme,gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills... Rolling like a celebrity! (gimme, gimme) (gimme,gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Beverly hills,Beverly hills,(yeah)
Beverly hills,Beverly hills,(hey baby)(hey baby)
Beverly hills,Beverly hills,Beverly hills, Livin' in Beverly hills
When the song stopped, Miho gave Yugi a hug and the two walked off the stage. Yugi went to his group of Malik, Ryou, and Yami. Miho went back to her large but decreasing group.
Seto returned his attention to the zero tolerance form. A plan was starting to form within his brilliant mind, but it would involve him and his puppy.
"So, what do you guys want to do?" Yugi asked his friends, "It's Monday, so I don't have to work at the game shop," the school day had ended and the four friends sat outside the school.
Malik's mouth turned into a large grin, "I have a date," he proclaimed.
"With who?" Ryou asked, not believing it one bit.
"Marik, of course," he pulled out his dog tag from under his shirt.
"W-what?" Yami's eyes got wide, "Y-you do not,"
"Yes I do. He should be here soon," Malik looked around.
"You're lying," Ryou accused him.
Malik got defensive, "Am not! The high school he goes to is doing parent-teacher conferences so school is out for a few days. He decided he would come see me,"
"So I'll be able to see him?" Yami asked excitedly.
"Yes!" Malik looked around and pointed out to the parking lot, "See, there he is,"
Marik was getting out of his car in the high school parking lot. He closed the door and turned to the school and waved to the group.
Malik stood up from his seat, "Hey Marik!" he started running to his boyfriend. Yami followed Malik and pushed him out of the way.
"MAARRRIIIKKK!" he screamed as he ran to his old friend. Malik caught back up and pulled Yami's hair to get ahead. Yami jumped on Malik, pulling him down to the ground, and crawled back up and started running again.
Marik watched confused but satisfied as the edge of the grassy field.
Yami got to him first and jumped onto him, "MARIK!" his arms wrapped around his neck and his legs wrapped around Marik's waist.
"Yami!" Marik ruffled his old friend's hair. He held his arms out, waiting for Yami to let go. He never did…
"Yami, that's my boyfriend. Get off," Malik told him. He grabbed Yami and tried to pry him off of Marik. Yami just held on harder.
"No!" he laid his head on Marik's chest. Give him a break; he hadn't seen him in a couple years.
"Yami, do you want to come with us?" Marik asked him.
"Very much," he said in Marik's shirt.
"No!" Malik yelled at him. He tried to pull off Yami again, "It's my day!"
"Don't you think he deserves it for bring us together again?" Marik asked his boyfriend.
Malik let go of Yami and huffed. He turned to look back to Yugi and Ryou, who were on the ground laughing their butts off.
"What about everyone else?"
"If they want, they can come. I have a five people car," he still held his arms out but Yami continued to hold on.
Marik gave up and wrapped his arms around Yami and gave him a hug. He let go and so did Yami.
Malik pushed him out of the way and had his turn. The only difference between his and Yami's hold was the passionate kiss he and Marik shared.
"Yugi!" Yami called for his little one, "We have plans now!" Yugi and Ryou walked to the others and Ryou felt like the fifth wheel.
"I should just go home," he said sadly.
"Oh, you thought I would come alone?" Marik asked him, "I just didn't know you'd be here with Malik. Presents in the car,"
Ryou ran to the car and opened the door, "BAKUR….a?" there was no one or nothing in the car. Disappointment ran all throughout his body.
Two arms wrapped themselves around Ryou's waist and their owner lifted him in the air. Ryou screamed and everyone laughed.
Bakura set Ryou down. Ryou turned in Bakura's arms and kissed him, "Hello, Kitty," Bakura leaned down and started kissing his kitty's neck. Ryou purred at the touch and pulled away.
He grabbed Bakura's hand and started walking out of the parking lot, "See you guys tomorrow,"
Yami ran to then and grabbed Bakura's other hand, "I don't think so!" he pulled Bakura and Ryou's weak hands lost his lover.
"Hey!" Ryou tried to grab him back, but failed.
"You owe me!" Yami yelled at him. Ryou crossed his arms and huffed.
"Yes! I get my friends," he pulled Bakura to the high school field, "Yugi, Bakura. Bakura, Yugi," he introduced them.
Yugi and Bakura shook hands and Yami took his boyfriend's hand, "I'm short, I'll fit in the trunk," Yami stated.
"It is a caliber, so the trunk and back seats are open," Malik confirmed.
"Where are we going to go though?" Yugi asked.