Ya know...I'm getting awfully sick of the internet....
-.- Anywhoooo...this is the next chapter, excuse all typos coz i suck at typing and whatnot...if anyone says anything about misspellings, i will shove a cow up your ass. ^_^
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Adrian was sitting in his jail cell, shaking becuase he was so angry.
Five years in the slammer(Stardust is not sure if this is accurate, but does she care?Ha, of course not.) just for having a little fun with Yugi. Just for making Yugi feel....welcomed in his humble apartment.
Well, aparently, the police didn't think 'rape' was 'fun, amusing, humble, OR welcoming!!!' He grinned to himself. It was a lop-sided grin, prison was taking it's effect on Adrian's mind. He sat in there, day after day, thinking about Yugi.
He knew how he'd get back at that little shit. He'd wanted to do it for such a long time, but held off so he could have Yugi.
Yami was such a stage hog. He made himself look like the best part of the band, but he wasn't. At least, not to Adrian. He thought Yami needed a good slap in the face, sort of. Adrian was thinking of much worse things then 'a slap in the face'.
He twitched and looked out of the bars that held him in his little prison, at some bulky guys grunting about the way they determinded racism. By what Adrian had heard, they had killed about fiftey black people(Stardust:not cool.), and obviously got cought. He wanted to luagh at them, since they couldn't really do anything about it, but he wasn't in any better a position than they were.
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Yugi was sobbing on Yami's shoulder again, becuase they boys in gym class had picked on him. Only, it wasn't becuase he was short or practically friendless, but becuase he was 'poor'.
Yami hated that word. 'Poor'. It sounded like a label people used to give each other when he was in school. He couldn't remember what he'd been called, something like 'roadie'. But he hadn't cared, he had alot of friends who were 'roadies' with him.
But Yugi didn't have anyone to be poor with at school. He only had one friend, and that was that Jounouchi kid...who didn't look like a favorite at school either.
Yugi sniffled and shifted a bit. "Yami...why do they make fun of me...?" he asked, his voice just dripping with emotional pain. Yami had to hold back for a second, becuase the way Yugi asked his question made him angry at those lowlifes, and sad for his little brother. All at the same time.
Yami looked down at Yugi and smiled at him, trying to make him feel better. "Yugi, people make fun of you becuase they don't understand. They aren't strong like you are." Yugi sniffled again, and Yami took it as a sign of disbelief. He rubbed Yugi's back."Really, Yugi. I wouldn't lie to you. Those people...They wouldn't be able to stand it if they wre made fun of. And after all you've been through, it made you strong. They wouldn't be able to take that."
Yugi shifted a bit."Thanks, Yami." he whispered. Yami grinned to himself. "Any time, Yugi."
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The next few days were a little hectic for Yami. While Yugi was at school, he was running around the busy town, trying to find a job. The only jobs open were fit for people who only worked part-time, and he didn't want a part-time job. It wouldn't pay enough.
He kept in mind that Yugi still wanted a part-time job, even though he was constantly telling his younger brother that it wasn't neccessary.
Eventually, the only job he could find was in an office type place. He knew it wouldn't be a great job, since he never went to collage, but his GPA had been a 3.5, and that was good enough to get him a decent job.
He didn't want Yugi to live in his car, though. He had enough money in the bank to get an apartment, a very small apartment. But a house was a house.
Now all Yami had to do was go in for the interview. He went in in the most presentable clothes he owned, which weren't really that bad, and waited to get interviewed.
He couldn't remember a time when he was so nervouse. If he didn't get this job, things would start getting bad. He had called the landlord of the apartment he wanted, and would be able to move in soon.
He bit his lip when the secratary leaned over her nice little desk and said, "Sir, Miss Huyaki will see you now." He smiled at her as thanks, and walked into the small room.
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When Yugi got to Yami's car, he was surprised to see that none of their things were in it. He thought, at first, that they'd been robbed or something. He got in with a worried look, and Yami luaghed. "Yugi, don't worry. I got an apartment today, your stuff is there." he said. Yugi breathed a sigh of relief.
The drive home was long, becuase Yami wanted to 'cruise around'. Yugi wanted to get into this new apartment, and he knew his brother was just yeasing him by taking a long drive. But he didn't mind, really, it was just a time where he didn't have to worry about the next day.
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Yaaay!New chapter. Also check out my humor story, 'Misadventures!'. It is rather humorous. ^_~ It won't be updated till this story is done, but oh well.
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-.- Anywhoooo...this is the next chapter, excuse all typos coz i suck at typing and whatnot...if anyone says anything about misspellings, i will shove a cow up your ass. ^_^
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Adrian was sitting in his jail cell, shaking becuase he was so angry.
Five years in the slammer(Stardust is not sure if this is accurate, but does she care?Ha, of course not.) just for having a little fun with Yugi. Just for making Yugi feel....welcomed in his humble apartment.
Well, aparently, the police didn't think 'rape' was 'fun, amusing, humble, OR welcoming!!!' He grinned to himself. It was a lop-sided grin, prison was taking it's effect on Adrian's mind. He sat in there, day after day, thinking about Yugi.
He knew how he'd get back at that little shit. He'd wanted to do it for such a long time, but held off so he could have Yugi.
Yami was such a stage hog. He made himself look like the best part of the band, but he wasn't. At least, not to Adrian. He thought Yami needed a good slap in the face, sort of. Adrian was thinking of much worse things then 'a slap in the face'.
He twitched and looked out of the bars that held him in his little prison, at some bulky guys grunting about the way they determinded racism. By what Adrian had heard, they had killed about fiftey black people(Stardust:not cool.), and obviously got cought. He wanted to luagh at them, since they couldn't really do anything about it, but he wasn't in any better a position than they were.
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Yugi was sobbing on Yami's shoulder again, becuase they boys in gym class had picked on him. Only, it wasn't becuase he was short or practically friendless, but becuase he was 'poor'.
Yami hated that word. 'Poor'. It sounded like a label people used to give each other when he was in school. He couldn't remember what he'd been called, something like 'roadie'. But he hadn't cared, he had alot of friends who were 'roadies' with him.
But Yugi didn't have anyone to be poor with at school. He only had one friend, and that was that Jounouchi kid...who didn't look like a favorite at school either.
Yugi sniffled and shifted a bit. "Yami...why do they make fun of me...?" he asked, his voice just dripping with emotional pain. Yami had to hold back for a second, becuase the way Yugi asked his question made him angry at those lowlifes, and sad for his little brother. All at the same time.
Yami looked down at Yugi and smiled at him, trying to make him feel better. "Yugi, people make fun of you becuase they don't understand. They aren't strong like you are." Yugi sniffled again, and Yami took it as a sign of disbelief. He rubbed Yugi's back."Really, Yugi. I wouldn't lie to you. Those people...They wouldn't be able to stand it if they wre made fun of. And after all you've been through, it made you strong. They wouldn't be able to take that."
Yugi shifted a bit."Thanks, Yami." he whispered. Yami grinned to himself. "Any time, Yugi."
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The next few days were a little hectic for Yami. While Yugi was at school, he was running around the busy town, trying to find a job. The only jobs open were fit for people who only worked part-time, and he didn't want a part-time job. It wouldn't pay enough.
He kept in mind that Yugi still wanted a part-time job, even though he was constantly telling his younger brother that it wasn't neccessary.
Eventually, the only job he could find was in an office type place. He knew it wouldn't be a great job, since he never went to collage, but his GPA had been a 3.5, and that was good enough to get him a decent job.
He didn't want Yugi to live in his car, though. He had enough money in the bank to get an apartment, a very small apartment. But a house was a house.
Now all Yami had to do was go in for the interview. He went in in the most presentable clothes he owned, which weren't really that bad, and waited to get interviewed.
He couldn't remember a time when he was so nervouse. If he didn't get this job, things would start getting bad. He had called the landlord of the apartment he wanted, and would be able to move in soon.
He bit his lip when the secratary leaned over her nice little desk and said, "Sir, Miss Huyaki will see you now." He smiled at her as thanks, and walked into the small room.
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When Yugi got to Yami's car, he was surprised to see that none of their things were in it. He thought, at first, that they'd been robbed or something. He got in with a worried look, and Yami luaghed. "Yugi, don't worry. I got an apartment today, your stuff is there." he said. Yugi breathed a sigh of relief.
The drive home was long, becuase Yami wanted to 'cruise around'. Yugi wanted to get into this new apartment, and he knew his brother was just yeasing him by taking a long drive. But he didn't mind, really, it was just a time where he didn't have to worry about the next day.
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Yaaay!New chapter. Also check out my humor story, 'Misadventures!'. It is rather humorous. ^_~ It won't be updated till this story is done, but oh well.
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