'Thoughts'
"Talking"
/Any Hikari "telepathically" talking to his Yami\
//Any Yami "telepathically" talking to his Hikari\\
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A boy with spiky white hair stood on a step ladder stringing some thin rope through hooks placed on the ceiling.
A nearly identical boy was pouring packets of a purple powder in a bucket, a bucket full of water next to it.
"You 'bout done?" The one on the floor asked the other.
"Yeah, are you?"
"Yep."
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Joey was walking home after a tag team duel with Tèa on his side Vs. Yugi and Yami, The Y team of course won. Joey was slightly sulking but he knew he and Tèa didn't stand a chance from the beginning.
The blonde boy kicked a stone as he walked down the sidewalk. Looking up, he thought he saw two familiar boys dart into the trees by his house.
Dismissing it as his imagination he unlocked the door, went in, and blinked as a bucket of water dumped on him. Being quick to temper, it was hard for him to not go and kill who he suspected immediately.
Convincing himself that the saner of the two would've never gone along with something like this, and that the more insane of the two would've thought it too childish, he went up to his bedroom to change.
The problem was: as soon as he opened his bedroom door it rained purple powder.
The jello mix, blending with the water on his skin, clothes, and hair, turned Joey purple.
He stomped down the stairs, passing a mirror on the way back to the front door, and continued down the street in a state of rage. 'Those pretty boys are going to get it!!!!!!!'
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"Hey Yaku, pass me the green." Bakura looked from where he was dyeing a certain young duelist's spiky hair white. 'Yaku' was dyeing part of the other Yami's hair green.
Yami Bakura tossed a bottle of green hair dye to Bakura and smiled slightly at the nickname his Hikari had given him. When he had asked about that, Bakura said that it was short for "Yami Bakura". "Ya" from "Ya-mi" and "Ku" from "Ba-ku-ra".
Bakura tossed the white dye back and they continued work.
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Yami yawned and got up from where he'd fallen asleep on the couch. He looked at Yugi who was standing a few feet away. They stared at each other for a moment.
"Yugi/Yami.....what happened to your hair?!?!" They both simultaneously cried.
A moment of silence.
They both ran to a mirror to find that their blonde bangs had been dyed neon green, the black of their hair had been dyed white, and the red of their hair had been dyed blue.
They both screamed in horror. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
After a few minutes trying to calm down they finally noticed the laughing coming from outside the living room window.
They both marched wrathfully to the window and jerked it open just in time to watch two white haired boys running away down the street.
'Those pretty boys are going to get it!!'
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I would've written what happened to Tèa and Tristan but I drew a blank on what I could do to them.
Any ideas?
If you want me to e-mail you when this story is continued then leave your e- mail in a review saying so.
"Talking"
/Any Hikari "telepathically" talking to his Yami\
//Any Yami "telepathically" talking to his Hikari\\
********************** - Scene change
____________________________________________________________________________
A boy with spiky white hair stood on a step ladder stringing some thin rope through hooks placed on the ceiling.
A nearly identical boy was pouring packets of a purple powder in a bucket, a bucket full of water next to it.
"You 'bout done?" The one on the floor asked the other.
"Yeah, are you?"
"Yep."
****************************************************************************
Joey was walking home after a tag team duel with Tèa on his side Vs. Yugi and Yami, The Y team of course won. Joey was slightly sulking but he knew he and Tèa didn't stand a chance from the beginning.
The blonde boy kicked a stone as he walked down the sidewalk. Looking up, he thought he saw two familiar boys dart into the trees by his house.
Dismissing it as his imagination he unlocked the door, went in, and blinked as a bucket of water dumped on him. Being quick to temper, it was hard for him to not go and kill who he suspected immediately.
Convincing himself that the saner of the two would've never gone along with something like this, and that the more insane of the two would've thought it too childish, he went up to his bedroom to change.
The problem was: as soon as he opened his bedroom door it rained purple powder.
The jello mix, blending with the water on his skin, clothes, and hair, turned Joey purple.
He stomped down the stairs, passing a mirror on the way back to the front door, and continued down the street in a state of rage. 'Those pretty boys are going to get it!!!!!!!'
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"Hey Yaku, pass me the green." Bakura looked from where he was dyeing a certain young duelist's spiky hair white. 'Yaku' was dyeing part of the other Yami's hair green.
Yami Bakura tossed a bottle of green hair dye to Bakura and smiled slightly at the nickname his Hikari had given him. When he had asked about that, Bakura said that it was short for "Yami Bakura". "Ya" from "Ya-mi" and "Ku" from "Ba-ku-ra".
Bakura tossed the white dye back and they continued work.
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Yami yawned and got up from where he'd fallen asleep on the couch. He looked at Yugi who was standing a few feet away. They stared at each other for a moment.
"Yugi/Yami.....what happened to your hair?!?!" They both simultaneously cried.
A moment of silence.
They both ran to a mirror to find that their blonde bangs had been dyed neon green, the black of their hair had been dyed white, and the red of their hair had been dyed blue.
They both screamed in horror. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
After a few minutes trying to calm down they finally noticed the laughing coming from outside the living room window.
They both marched wrathfully to the window and jerked it open just in time to watch two white haired boys running away down the street.
'Those pretty boys are going to get it!!'
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I would've written what happened to Tèa and Tristan but I drew a blank on what I could do to them.
Any ideas?
If you want me to e-mail you when this story is continued then leave your e- mail in a review saying so.