Basilisk Eyes: *strolls in, carrying a script. She sits down in a swivel
chair marked with a sign, "Directors Chair"* OK! Have you recovered from
the nonsequitoriness of the first chapter? I hope so, because here comes...
CHAPTER TWO.
Yaki: *emerges from Basilisk and pages through the script* By the glory of the Goddess, I get to kiss OW!!
Raistlin Majere: *beans Yaki over the head with the Staff of Magius* Fool! That's classified plot information! *proceeds to destroy a potted plant*
Argent: Hey! You killed my pet plant, Fluffy!
Everyone: FLUFFY?!?!?!?
Basilisk: Tech crew! Roll the disclaimer before Argent starts playing high C and breaks all of our camera equipment in grievance for her plant!
Steven: Right! *rolls disclaimer*
DISCLAIMER: Yu-gi-oh is cool, but it is not mine. Loco is mine. Yaki is mine. Kepi is a French military hat with a visor, but the character is also mine. Seto Kaiba is MINE, but is not my intellectual property. I'm considering unleashing rabid Hamtaros on the creator of Yu-Gi-Oh until he signs all rights to Seto Kaiba over to me... MUAHAHAHA!!!!!
Nuitari: By the way, I, as well as Raistlin Majere and the Staff of Magius, belong to Margaret Weiss and Tracey Hicks. Not Basilisk Eyes, although she makes a wonderful Black Robe.
Basilisk Eyes: Oh thank you, great Nuitari!
When lunchtime finally rolled around, Yaki was more than grateful to be able to eat something. "If it's possible, this place is as bad as the Academy." She complained to Loco. "I agree." Loco sighed. "So, where are we going to sit? "Seto dropped me a note during trig, inviting us to sit with him." Yaki explained. "I just hope with our command of Japanese and their command of English we'll be able to wing it. Look, he's over there." Yaki gestured to the back of the CEO's head. "Right." Loco agreed, then walked up to him, Yaki at his side. He circled around the table as Yaki sat next to Kaiba. "Hi there, Seto!" Yaki grinned as Loco sat across from her. "What's up?" "The opposite of down." Seto said cynically. "I thought you were intelligent, Sandovska." Loco laughed as Yaki growled in anger. "That was pretty good, mortal." "Oh, shut up." Seto snarled. "Where's Kepi?" Yaki took a bite of sandwich. "Here I am!" Kepi virtually bounced in, holding Joey's hand. The blond- haired boy looked slightly... infatuated to Yaki's perceptive senses. However, she knew by experience that Joey was headed for a fall. "Picked up a boy already, have you?" Yaki smirked. "You'll break up before a week's out." Joey looked discouraged, but Kepi laughed and sat next to Loco. "Don't be so negative, 'ki." Kepi put an arm around Joey. "I like Joey!" "What? Yaki likes Kepi and Joey?" Loco came out of a trance-like state. "Eww!" "Dear God, Loco, you're still the same." Yaki shook her head. "Um... what classes does everyone have next?" "Chemistry." Seto replied laconically. "Me too! That's my favorite class!" Yaki grinned. "Well, I have PE. Yeech." Loco said in disgust. "I don't have PE! Muhahaha!" Yaki laughed, chastening her friend. Just as Yugi was walking up, the PE crackled and announced, "Will Kepi Savant, James Copra, and Yaki San... er, S-A-N-D-O-V-S-K-A, come to the office please?" "Get off the boy, Kepi. We're wanted." Yaki stood up. "Nice talking with you, Seto." The three Americans walked away. "What a girl..." Joey said in a daze. Strangely, Yaki was thinking the same thing about Seto- except she substituted "guy" for "girl". She'd always been the diplomatic one in the group... they stepped into the office, and were immediately greeted by the principal. "Hello, Kepi, James, Yaki." he said. "It's a pleasure having international students come to Domino High." "As it would be our pleasure to host students in America when our time comes." Yaki bowed slightly. "Why have you summoned us?" "Well, just to give you a general idea of what's happening. First, I'm Principal DeHaven. Second, I'm pleased to let you know that your audition tapes for the symphony were all first-rate, and we would be pleased to welcome you as first chairs of your respective sections." Principal DeHaven said. "Cha-ching." Loco grinned. "And also, to inform you of your homestay partners. Kepi, you'll be staying with the Mutou family. James, you'll be staying with Bakura. Yaki, I'm sure that the Kaiba family will welcome you... so, just head off to your next classes."
Kepi: WAIT A MINUTE!
Basilisk: *turns away from weeping Argent* What now?
Kepi: Yaki gets to stay with the hot CEO, and I have to stay with the shrimp-thing?
Basilisk: *tries frantically to come up with an excuse* er... Yami is hot!
Kepi: Really?
Basilisk: Yeah! I'll tell you all about him... er... roll the fic! Yaki slipped into the desk next to Seto in their Chemistry class. The teacher wasted no time in issuing her a textbook and a pile of homework then began the notes. Yaki practically snoozed through the molar relationships, then packed up her stuff to head to symphony practice. "You're my exchange student, aren't you?" she looked up to see the deep blue eyes of the CEO on her. "Yes..." Yaki frowned. "What's your last class of the day?" he asked. "French, in room 172." Yaki read off the back of her hand. "I'll pick you up there. Don't worry about finding me." Seto said as he stepped out of the room. Yaki looked at his retreating back in awe, then swung her messenger bag onto her shoulder and headed out of the room. About two hours later, Yaki walked out of room 172, French grammar swirling in her head. She was so occupied with "Je ne parle avec personne... Kepi parle avec tout le monde..." that she didn't notice Seto was standing there until she walked straight into him. "Oh, bonjour Seto! Comment ca va?" "Er, um, oui. Let's go." Seto looked the slightest bit bewildered.
Kiba: *circles Raistlin, sword drawn*
Raistlin: *attempts to zap her with lightning, but she dodges*
Kiba: *turns herself into a tiger and tackles Raistlin*
Basilisk: BREAK IT UP, BREAK IT UP!
Raistlin: What?
Kiba: Mrrrow?
Basilisk: You have to stay alive for the next fic, everyone loves you!
Raistlin: Wait a minute, on these character sheets Tasslehoff stole from you it says that Kiba has a Charisma of 10 and I have a Charisma of... 3. You expect us to fall for that?
Basilisk: Er... no!! Really! *runs from lightning bolts* PLEASE REVIEW!! AHHHHH!!!!
Yaki: *emerges from Basilisk and pages through the script* By the glory of the Goddess, I get to kiss OW!!
Raistlin Majere: *beans Yaki over the head with the Staff of Magius* Fool! That's classified plot information! *proceeds to destroy a potted plant*
Argent: Hey! You killed my pet plant, Fluffy!
Everyone: FLUFFY?!?!?!?
Basilisk: Tech crew! Roll the disclaimer before Argent starts playing high C and breaks all of our camera equipment in grievance for her plant!
Steven: Right! *rolls disclaimer*
DISCLAIMER: Yu-gi-oh is cool, but it is not mine. Loco is mine. Yaki is mine. Kepi is a French military hat with a visor, but the character is also mine. Seto Kaiba is MINE, but is not my intellectual property. I'm considering unleashing rabid Hamtaros on the creator of Yu-Gi-Oh until he signs all rights to Seto Kaiba over to me... MUAHAHAHA!!!!!
Nuitari: By the way, I, as well as Raistlin Majere and the Staff of Magius, belong to Margaret Weiss and Tracey Hicks. Not Basilisk Eyes, although she makes a wonderful Black Robe.
Basilisk Eyes: Oh thank you, great Nuitari!
When lunchtime finally rolled around, Yaki was more than grateful to be able to eat something. "If it's possible, this place is as bad as the Academy." She complained to Loco. "I agree." Loco sighed. "So, where are we going to sit? "Seto dropped me a note during trig, inviting us to sit with him." Yaki explained. "I just hope with our command of Japanese and their command of English we'll be able to wing it. Look, he's over there." Yaki gestured to the back of the CEO's head. "Right." Loco agreed, then walked up to him, Yaki at his side. He circled around the table as Yaki sat next to Kaiba. "Hi there, Seto!" Yaki grinned as Loco sat across from her. "What's up?" "The opposite of down." Seto said cynically. "I thought you were intelligent, Sandovska." Loco laughed as Yaki growled in anger. "That was pretty good, mortal." "Oh, shut up." Seto snarled. "Where's Kepi?" Yaki took a bite of sandwich. "Here I am!" Kepi virtually bounced in, holding Joey's hand. The blond- haired boy looked slightly... infatuated to Yaki's perceptive senses. However, she knew by experience that Joey was headed for a fall. "Picked up a boy already, have you?" Yaki smirked. "You'll break up before a week's out." Joey looked discouraged, but Kepi laughed and sat next to Loco. "Don't be so negative, 'ki." Kepi put an arm around Joey. "I like Joey!" "What? Yaki likes Kepi and Joey?" Loco came out of a trance-like state. "Eww!" "Dear God, Loco, you're still the same." Yaki shook her head. "Um... what classes does everyone have next?" "Chemistry." Seto replied laconically. "Me too! That's my favorite class!" Yaki grinned. "Well, I have PE. Yeech." Loco said in disgust. "I don't have PE! Muhahaha!" Yaki laughed, chastening her friend. Just as Yugi was walking up, the PE crackled and announced, "Will Kepi Savant, James Copra, and Yaki San... er, S-A-N-D-O-V-S-K-A, come to the office please?" "Get off the boy, Kepi. We're wanted." Yaki stood up. "Nice talking with you, Seto." The three Americans walked away. "What a girl..." Joey said in a daze. Strangely, Yaki was thinking the same thing about Seto- except she substituted "guy" for "girl". She'd always been the diplomatic one in the group... they stepped into the office, and were immediately greeted by the principal. "Hello, Kepi, James, Yaki." he said. "It's a pleasure having international students come to Domino High." "As it would be our pleasure to host students in America when our time comes." Yaki bowed slightly. "Why have you summoned us?" "Well, just to give you a general idea of what's happening. First, I'm Principal DeHaven. Second, I'm pleased to let you know that your audition tapes for the symphony were all first-rate, and we would be pleased to welcome you as first chairs of your respective sections." Principal DeHaven said. "Cha-ching." Loco grinned. "And also, to inform you of your homestay partners. Kepi, you'll be staying with the Mutou family. James, you'll be staying with Bakura. Yaki, I'm sure that the Kaiba family will welcome you... so, just head off to your next classes."
Kepi: WAIT A MINUTE!
Basilisk: *turns away from weeping Argent* What now?
Kepi: Yaki gets to stay with the hot CEO, and I have to stay with the shrimp-thing?
Basilisk: *tries frantically to come up with an excuse* er... Yami is hot!
Kepi: Really?
Basilisk: Yeah! I'll tell you all about him... er... roll the fic! Yaki slipped into the desk next to Seto in their Chemistry class. The teacher wasted no time in issuing her a textbook and a pile of homework then began the notes. Yaki practically snoozed through the molar relationships, then packed up her stuff to head to symphony practice. "You're my exchange student, aren't you?" she looked up to see the deep blue eyes of the CEO on her. "Yes..." Yaki frowned. "What's your last class of the day?" he asked. "French, in room 172." Yaki read off the back of her hand. "I'll pick you up there. Don't worry about finding me." Seto said as he stepped out of the room. Yaki looked at his retreating back in awe, then swung her messenger bag onto her shoulder and headed out of the room. About two hours later, Yaki walked out of room 172, French grammar swirling in her head. She was so occupied with "Je ne parle avec personne... Kepi parle avec tout le monde..." that she didn't notice Seto was standing there until she walked straight into him. "Oh, bonjour Seto! Comment ca va?" "Er, um, oui. Let's go." Seto looked the slightest bit bewildered.
Kiba: *circles Raistlin, sword drawn*
Raistlin: *attempts to zap her with lightning, but she dodges*
Kiba: *turns herself into a tiger and tackles Raistlin*
Basilisk: BREAK IT UP, BREAK IT UP!
Raistlin: What?
Kiba: Mrrrow?
Basilisk: You have to stay alive for the next fic, everyone loves you!
Raistlin: Wait a minute, on these character sheets Tasslehoff stole from you it says that Kiba has a Charisma of 10 and I have a Charisma of... 3. You expect us to fall for that?
Basilisk: Er... no!! Really! *runs from lightning bolts* PLEASE REVIEW!! AHHHHH!!!!