A/N: I don't own Yugioh
Whao.it's been a while! Gomen Nasai for not uploading for such a long time!
I'm been slacking. Anyway, enjoy!
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Girl Days
"What?" Seto's face was contorted into absolute horror. "But I just fought!" he protested! "I'm sorry, Mr. Kaiba," the referee said, urging the CEO toward the ring. "But your name was picked and, by the rules, you have to fight." "You mean by the rule you conjured up five seconds ago," Seto muttered as he ascended upon the battling arena. Yami just stared at Seto for a good ten minutes, shocked beyond imagination at the 'coincidence' until the referee became slightly uneasy and climbed into the arena and poked Yami in the shoulder. Yami growled at the jab and glared at arbitrator, who cringed and whispered, "Uh.excuse me, but there's an audience out there and I'd really appreciate it if you'd start the battle." Yami continue with his 'death glare'. "The competition will start when you blow the whistle!" Yami snapped, whilst thinking, 'When this is over, I'll need to remember to challenge this. idiot to a little Shadow Game.' "Er, right," the referee retreated to the perimeter of the ring, inhaled deeply, and blew his whistle as if there's no tomorrow. "Aahhh!" Yami's hands immediately flew to his ears, as did Seto and many of the spectators. The game king sprinted over to the origin of the irritation and literally snatched the tiny instrument away. "WHY did you do that?" Yami spat. "I told you to blow the whistle, not break everyone's eardrums!" "Sorry?" The referee scampered back a good five meters away and called out, "OK! The battle between Seto Kaiba and Yami Mouto commences now!" The crowd roared their enthusiasm, and amongst them were whispers of: 'Aren't Seto and Yami rivals?' 'Yeah, Yami knocked the floor off Seto in a dual; think he'll do it with this?' Seto completely ignored the murmurs, and smirked at Yami. "Yami," he called, "You may be a good dualist, but I dominate when it comes to pure brute." Yami replied with his own trademark smirk. "You are forgetting, Seto, that in my past life, I was pharaoh and was trained by an elite group of combat teachers. Let's see you conquer that!" The brown-haired teen merely laughed as he swung his head back. "The better the challenge. Now, are we going to fight, or are you too much of a coward to attack?" "We'll see who's a coward, Seto!" Yami charged towarded toward his opponent in blazing speed that Seto was barely able to dodge his punch. 'Good.' The CEO with a wry smile. 'I got him flared up. Sooner or later, he'll make a mistake and this match will be over. I just.don't want to hurt him.' Meanwhile, Yami was advancing with a fury of punches. Seto was too busy defending himself to notice the game king's knee fly up and connect with his kidney. "And it looks like Seto's hit!" the referee blared into his microphone. Seto coughed and doubled over, but just for a second as he pulled his arms up to shield from Yami's attempt for his jaw. 'The sooner this is over, the better,' Yami thought. 'I have to keep this short and painless.' But due to his ephemeral mental-planning, he failed to notice Seto bring his fist up to strike him right on the temple. Yami moved his hand to the injury and felt something wet and sticky. Growling, he wiped the blood away and slowly gaited around Seto. "Give it up, Yami!" Seto spoke up, cautiously eyeing his nemesis. "Just admit I'm stronger than you. I don't want to hurt you!" "I've never backed down!" Yami called, his voice unwavering. "And I won't start now!" "Fine. Have it your way. But it's your healthy you're endangering." "Is that a threat?" The two fighters rotated around the ring, each surveying the other like a hawk. Suddenly, without warning, twin blurs collided in the center. Punches and kicks were exchanged, as well as other clever maneuvers in a desperate attempt to terminate the battle. Yami gasped as the wind was knocked out of him for a split second. Seto managed to release a blow to his chest, and it painfully stung his skin and muscles. In response, Yami was about to retaliate with an under- leg swing, when suddenly he felt a drop of water splatter against his skin. "Wha.?" The former pharaoh risked a quick glance at the sky and to his dismay and horror saw gray clouds abundant with rain. "Great, just great," Yami groaned, attempting to cover his head with his arms. But to no avail, as great droplets of nature's water descended upon him. The drops distilled rapidly much to the displeasure of Yami, who had a growing dislike for water, or any type of liquid for that matter. Seto watched with an amused smile as Yami frantically searched the arena for anything to take shelter under. "It seems that even the great king of games looses his posture sometimes," he thought, than realized he must have voiced his notion as Yami glared at him abrasively through crimson orbs. Yami was about to retort to the previous comment, when he felt his body jump into its metamorphosis. 'Oh no!" Yami yelled mentally. 'What am I going to do? I can't let everyone know that I can turn into a girl!' With no options left, Yami broke out in an impetuous ran and fled the arena, with a snickering Seto watching. Suddenly, a loud screech similar to nails running across a blackboard, only a couple hundred decibels higher, pierced the water-driven air. "Aack!" Seto involuntarily covered his ears and glared at the source of such racket. And what a surprise: it's the referee we all know and loathe. "Reminder to oneself," Seto muttered under his breath. "Sue the referee after this. nonsense.is over." "Ahem," the judge's face converted into a ripe beet. "Sorry about that ladies and gents. Er.it seems that Yami has left the ring, so I guess that makes Seto Kaiba the winner!" The crowd cheered, with an exceptional amount of boos for the people who passed the chance of buying KaibaCorps' stock and didn't strike rich. Amid the spectators, a little girl piped out to her mother, "Mommy! That pervert lost! Yippee!" "Now dearie," her legal guardin scolded lightly, "Remember what I told you. Don't call anyone a pervert." "Ok. How about a perverto?" "Sure, honey," the mother answer, whilst thinking, 'A perverto? Must be a new insult." Despite certain individual disappointments, others congratulated Seto and palpably asked for a free stock in between their 'genuine' happiness from the CEO. Of course, Seto ignored them and went off to find Yami. Leaving the crowd behind, the first place the elder Kaiba searched was the bathroom. Due to his unsurpassable intelligence(1), Seto had carefully deducted that it was the only isolated shelter Yami could have reached in the amount of time given. Without considering the consequences, Seto marched the women's restroom and found a girl with a mass of wet multicolored hair brooding by the sink. The girl didn't seem to notice his presence, so Seto discreetly progressed toward her. "Hey, Yami," the multi-billionaire whispered, a surprising tint of compassion erupting from his stoic voice. Yami's head jerked up and met Seto straight in the eye. "What do you want?" she sniffed and turned her head. Seto smirked, as an idea weaved through his mind. "Well, I was going to turn you back into a guy, but if you don't want my help." Seto turned to leave, and grinned inwardly as a hand reached out and stopped him. "Wait." Yami moved in front of Seto. "Fine, but I doubt you have hot water." The CEO smirked as he retrieved something from his pocket. After closer inspection, Yami found that it was a smaller portable burner(2) compressed into a neat square package. "This is something I invented for fun," Seto explained as he unfolded the apparatus and ignited the heat. "It's very convenient, especially when Mokuba and I go camping and are in need of warm water." When the tap water started to bubble in the cup that just happened to be in the bathroom, Seto switched off the fire and poured the cup over Yami. As before, the game king's cursed form departed and returned his masculine body to him once more. "Thank you," Yami replied monotonously as he prepared to leave the public facility. "Hold it." Seto protruded an arm out, cutting Yami's path off. "I did something for you, and now you must pay me back the favor." Yami groaned. "Figures there's a catch to this." Seto couldn't help but chuckle at Yami's look of dismal. "Ok, listen closely. Here's what I want you to do." Since Seto was blocking the doorway and during his attempt at whispering at Yami, with the additional traumatized expression on the game king's face, anyone who came in would have added two and two together.and get five. That's exactly what happened as two familiar figures approached the restroom. "Eek!" a shrill voice screamed. "Mommy! There's two homosexual lesbians making out in the girl's bathroom!" A scampering of footsteps was audible as both mother and child watched in shock at the scene being played before them. Seto, aware that he and Yami's actions were interpreted falsely, quickly explained, "No! It's like this---" "Get away from me!" the mother screamed whilst slapping Seto with her purse and fleeing the scene with her child. "I'm calling the authority!" "Great going, smart one," Yami retorted and glared at his 'companion'. "At least I'm smarter than you," Seto shot back, cobalt eyes flaring a lovely blue. "And who won that marital art's match?" "It was raining!" Yami protested. "If you remember correctly, I turn into a girl!" "Excuses, excuses."
As the tournament continued, Seto Kaiba was announced the victor and donated the prized money, which was a good $10 000, to the game shop. The young CEO claimed that he had nothing better to do, but Yugi and co. knew the real reason. Before he left, Seto smirk and turned towards Yami. "Yami, don't forget the little favor you own me."
~*~ (1)=I was being sarcastic, if you didn't notice Seto: But I really am a genius YK: .
(2)=There's no such thing, at least not to my knowledge
YK: Sorry if this chapter's short! Yami: Am I being blackmailed again? YK: Uh.maybe. But it'll be funny!^_^ Yami: . YK: Oh, and for the readers of 'A Moment in Time', I must apologize. The next chapter I wrote was stored on my other computer, and it decided that now would be a good time to crash (sobs) So, it'll be awhile till I upload the next chapter to that fic. Sorry! Yami: Please R&R for YK and tell her to stop torturing me YK:^_^
Girl Days
"What?" Seto's face was contorted into absolute horror. "But I just fought!" he protested! "I'm sorry, Mr. Kaiba," the referee said, urging the CEO toward the ring. "But your name was picked and, by the rules, you have to fight." "You mean by the rule you conjured up five seconds ago," Seto muttered as he ascended upon the battling arena. Yami just stared at Seto for a good ten minutes, shocked beyond imagination at the 'coincidence' until the referee became slightly uneasy and climbed into the arena and poked Yami in the shoulder. Yami growled at the jab and glared at arbitrator, who cringed and whispered, "Uh.excuse me, but there's an audience out there and I'd really appreciate it if you'd start the battle." Yami continue with his 'death glare'. "The competition will start when you blow the whistle!" Yami snapped, whilst thinking, 'When this is over, I'll need to remember to challenge this. idiot to a little Shadow Game.' "Er, right," the referee retreated to the perimeter of the ring, inhaled deeply, and blew his whistle as if there's no tomorrow. "Aahhh!" Yami's hands immediately flew to his ears, as did Seto and many of the spectators. The game king sprinted over to the origin of the irritation and literally snatched the tiny instrument away. "WHY did you do that?" Yami spat. "I told you to blow the whistle, not break everyone's eardrums!" "Sorry?" The referee scampered back a good five meters away and called out, "OK! The battle between Seto Kaiba and Yami Mouto commences now!" The crowd roared their enthusiasm, and amongst them were whispers of: 'Aren't Seto and Yami rivals?' 'Yeah, Yami knocked the floor off Seto in a dual; think he'll do it with this?' Seto completely ignored the murmurs, and smirked at Yami. "Yami," he called, "You may be a good dualist, but I dominate when it comes to pure brute." Yami replied with his own trademark smirk. "You are forgetting, Seto, that in my past life, I was pharaoh and was trained by an elite group of combat teachers. Let's see you conquer that!" The brown-haired teen merely laughed as he swung his head back. "The better the challenge. Now, are we going to fight, or are you too much of a coward to attack?" "We'll see who's a coward, Seto!" Yami charged towarded toward his opponent in blazing speed that Seto was barely able to dodge his punch. 'Good.' The CEO with a wry smile. 'I got him flared up. Sooner or later, he'll make a mistake and this match will be over. I just.don't want to hurt him.' Meanwhile, Yami was advancing with a fury of punches. Seto was too busy defending himself to notice the game king's knee fly up and connect with his kidney. "And it looks like Seto's hit!" the referee blared into his microphone. Seto coughed and doubled over, but just for a second as he pulled his arms up to shield from Yami's attempt for his jaw. 'The sooner this is over, the better,' Yami thought. 'I have to keep this short and painless.' But due to his ephemeral mental-planning, he failed to notice Seto bring his fist up to strike him right on the temple. Yami moved his hand to the injury and felt something wet and sticky. Growling, he wiped the blood away and slowly gaited around Seto. "Give it up, Yami!" Seto spoke up, cautiously eyeing his nemesis. "Just admit I'm stronger than you. I don't want to hurt you!" "I've never backed down!" Yami called, his voice unwavering. "And I won't start now!" "Fine. Have it your way. But it's your healthy you're endangering." "Is that a threat?" The two fighters rotated around the ring, each surveying the other like a hawk. Suddenly, without warning, twin blurs collided in the center. Punches and kicks were exchanged, as well as other clever maneuvers in a desperate attempt to terminate the battle. Yami gasped as the wind was knocked out of him for a split second. Seto managed to release a blow to his chest, and it painfully stung his skin and muscles. In response, Yami was about to retaliate with an under- leg swing, when suddenly he felt a drop of water splatter against his skin. "Wha.?" The former pharaoh risked a quick glance at the sky and to his dismay and horror saw gray clouds abundant with rain. "Great, just great," Yami groaned, attempting to cover his head with his arms. But to no avail, as great droplets of nature's water descended upon him. The drops distilled rapidly much to the displeasure of Yami, who had a growing dislike for water, or any type of liquid for that matter. Seto watched with an amused smile as Yami frantically searched the arena for anything to take shelter under. "It seems that even the great king of games looses his posture sometimes," he thought, than realized he must have voiced his notion as Yami glared at him abrasively through crimson orbs. Yami was about to retort to the previous comment, when he felt his body jump into its metamorphosis. 'Oh no!" Yami yelled mentally. 'What am I going to do? I can't let everyone know that I can turn into a girl!' With no options left, Yami broke out in an impetuous ran and fled the arena, with a snickering Seto watching. Suddenly, a loud screech similar to nails running across a blackboard, only a couple hundred decibels higher, pierced the water-driven air. "Aack!" Seto involuntarily covered his ears and glared at the source of such racket. And what a surprise: it's the referee we all know and loathe. "Reminder to oneself," Seto muttered under his breath. "Sue the referee after this. nonsense.is over." "Ahem," the judge's face converted into a ripe beet. "Sorry about that ladies and gents. Er.it seems that Yami has left the ring, so I guess that makes Seto Kaiba the winner!" The crowd cheered, with an exceptional amount of boos for the people who passed the chance of buying KaibaCorps' stock and didn't strike rich. Amid the spectators, a little girl piped out to her mother, "Mommy! That pervert lost! Yippee!" "Now dearie," her legal guardin scolded lightly, "Remember what I told you. Don't call anyone a pervert." "Ok. How about a perverto?" "Sure, honey," the mother answer, whilst thinking, 'A perverto? Must be a new insult." Despite certain individual disappointments, others congratulated Seto and palpably asked for a free stock in between their 'genuine' happiness from the CEO. Of course, Seto ignored them and went off to find Yami. Leaving the crowd behind, the first place the elder Kaiba searched was the bathroom. Due to his unsurpassable intelligence(1), Seto had carefully deducted that it was the only isolated shelter Yami could have reached in the amount of time given. Without considering the consequences, Seto marched the women's restroom and found a girl with a mass of wet multicolored hair brooding by the sink. The girl didn't seem to notice his presence, so Seto discreetly progressed toward her. "Hey, Yami," the multi-billionaire whispered, a surprising tint of compassion erupting from his stoic voice. Yami's head jerked up and met Seto straight in the eye. "What do you want?" she sniffed and turned her head. Seto smirked, as an idea weaved through his mind. "Well, I was going to turn you back into a guy, but if you don't want my help." Seto turned to leave, and grinned inwardly as a hand reached out and stopped him. "Wait." Yami moved in front of Seto. "Fine, but I doubt you have hot water." The CEO smirked as he retrieved something from his pocket. After closer inspection, Yami found that it was a smaller portable burner(2) compressed into a neat square package. "This is something I invented for fun," Seto explained as he unfolded the apparatus and ignited the heat. "It's very convenient, especially when Mokuba and I go camping and are in need of warm water." When the tap water started to bubble in the cup that just happened to be in the bathroom, Seto switched off the fire and poured the cup over Yami. As before, the game king's cursed form departed and returned his masculine body to him once more. "Thank you," Yami replied monotonously as he prepared to leave the public facility. "Hold it." Seto protruded an arm out, cutting Yami's path off. "I did something for you, and now you must pay me back the favor." Yami groaned. "Figures there's a catch to this." Seto couldn't help but chuckle at Yami's look of dismal. "Ok, listen closely. Here's what I want you to do." Since Seto was blocking the doorway and during his attempt at whispering at Yami, with the additional traumatized expression on the game king's face, anyone who came in would have added two and two together.and get five. That's exactly what happened as two familiar figures approached the restroom. "Eek!" a shrill voice screamed. "Mommy! There's two homosexual lesbians making out in the girl's bathroom!" A scampering of footsteps was audible as both mother and child watched in shock at the scene being played before them. Seto, aware that he and Yami's actions were interpreted falsely, quickly explained, "No! It's like this---" "Get away from me!" the mother screamed whilst slapping Seto with her purse and fleeing the scene with her child. "I'm calling the authority!" "Great going, smart one," Yami retorted and glared at his 'companion'. "At least I'm smarter than you," Seto shot back, cobalt eyes flaring a lovely blue. "And who won that marital art's match?" "It was raining!" Yami protested. "If you remember correctly, I turn into a girl!" "Excuses, excuses."
As the tournament continued, Seto Kaiba was announced the victor and donated the prized money, which was a good $10 000, to the game shop. The young CEO claimed that he had nothing better to do, but Yugi and co. knew the real reason. Before he left, Seto smirk and turned towards Yami. "Yami, don't forget the little favor you own me."
~*~ (1)=I was being sarcastic, if you didn't notice Seto: But I really am a genius YK: .
(2)=There's no such thing, at least not to my knowledge
YK: Sorry if this chapter's short! Yami: Am I being blackmailed again? YK: Uh.maybe. But it'll be funny!^_^ Yami: . YK: Oh, and for the readers of 'A Moment in Time', I must apologize. The next chapter I wrote was stored on my other computer, and it decided that now would be a good time to crash (sobs) So, it'll be awhile till I upload the next chapter to that fic. Sorry! Yami: Please R&R for YK and tell her to stop torturing me YK:^_^
