EEK! You're all sooo nice, my Kismety Followers! I got 10 reviews the day after I put up the first chapter! And.…and they said they thought it was funny....and they said that they liked it....and they said I needed caffeine? What the?
zypher - Caffeine? You're confusing me. Are you being sarcastic and saying the story's really hyper? Or are you saying my stories really slow and boring. Either way, that's all right, but the story is only as fast as the person who wrote it, Ya know. ^^
Anzu - Yeah, I am redoing this in chapters... but I can pretend it's new, right? One of your favorites? I am most pleased! [claps]
And yes, Pegasus is a creepy one ^~
Aww, and thank you to all the other nice people out there who reviewed! You make me so happy! [reviewers try and scramble away from hug] Oooh! Happy day!!
Oh. I might've forgotten to mention earlier that this is way OOC. What else?
Yami: Um….Yami Bakura is Bakura? Although she didn't know about that at the time she wrote this? And she doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, NeoPets, or any other copywriter stuff that doesn't belong to her in his story?
Rioki: Good job, wittle Yami-Wami! Does Yami wanna treat? Hmm? Yami wanna Yami-treat??
Yami: [Rolls eyes] Can we get on with this, please? My TV's in this chapter!!! [takes Yami-treat and stuffs it into pocket]
CHAPTER II - Jacket Toitoi
Minutes after Yami had talked to Yugi, the doorbell rang. Yugi, now only a huddled figure under a cuddly blue blanket, shivered before crawling across his room, trying to get inside and hide in his closet. He was beginning to shut the door when it was yanked open, out of his reach. Yami started angrily into the shadows where Yugi's head peeked out from around the sheet.
"And what do you think you're doing?" Yami protested, his eyes narrowing in annoyance. "They're not that bad....Okay, so yeah, Pegasus is really creepy, so you do have reason to be afraid of him, but not this afraid!" He threw one arm into the closet to point out Yugi's extreme measures and used the other to pick the blue mass up by the shoulder.
"Hey! Let me go! I'm not taking any chances with that guy in the house!" Yugi squirmed and kicked his feet as Yami dropped him back down onto the carpet. He stood up, trying to make Yami understand that he was going to hide somewhere until eleven by standing up as tall as he could.
"Well, sorry, Kid," Yami smiled as he put his hand under his chin and his elbow on the top of Yugi's head. Yugi scowled angrily, his pride hurt by Yami who seemed to be having fun destroying his hikari's Display of Tallness.
"Yugi, How can I make you understand? Pegasus, or anyone else for that matter, is not going to leave the kitchen. Now, excuse me, someone's at the door." Yami picked up his arm and walked out, leaving Yugi's fear of Pegasus to build up again. He sprinted across the room, locked the door, then turned the other way and hid under his Pikachu bed comforter.
Yami jogged down the stairs and opened the front door. Seto Kaiba stood on the front walk, clearly disgusted with the low quality of the lawn's maintenance. His blue jacket, which was clearly made to be extravagant, had its sleeves and end blowing in the wind. He kicked at a piece of dirt before facing Yami.
Yami licked his finger and held it in the night air. "There isn't a breeze."
"So? Your point?" Seto growled hostilely. Yami pointed to the end of Seto's jacket being tossed around in the invisible wind.
"I didn't spend ten thousand dollars for this jacket without good reason," Seto commented coldly as he walked past Yami and into the living room. He made himself comfortable on his couch to wait for everyone else. Yami shrugged and shut the door.
"Ten thousand? That seems...like an awful lot to pay just on a jacket," he commented, kicking some shoes into the nearby closet and shutting the door.
"This, my friend," Seto proudly said, holding up his sleeve, "is no ordinary jacket. First, it always makes me look way cool. It also matches my school uniform. And I knew that damned Pegasus was after my cash, so I had to spend it all on something, right?"
"Sure, I guess that's a pretty good reason...." Yami agreed cautiously. "Um, about Pegasus. Er, well, he sort of paid me to let him come...Er....come...."
Yami stopped mid sentence when he noticed Seto staring daggers at him. "You greedy, self-centered asshole!" Seto roared, leaping from the couch and walked over to Yami, who just glanced up at Seto's exceedingly angry face. Yami just glanced around, trying not too look to freaked out.
"Hey! The guy's rich, right? And can't we rig it so he completely loses? Like a group cheat thing?" Yami tried to sell his idea [Excuse] to Kaiba, who was not buying it based on the seriously pissed off look that Yami noticed on his face.
"How stupid of a person do you take me for?" Seto growled. Yami shifted his weight to his other foot uneasily under Seto's piercing glare.
"I already thought of that plan right before you said it! Plan Stealer!"
Yami just about fell over. "Oh!" he gasped. "Er, great!" He knew Seto was lying, but since he really didn't feel like fighting, he decided to go along with it. "Okay, Pegasus is bound to try and be "fashionably late", right? Which means we can talk to, er, Bakura when he gets here."
"That's not how...." Seto tried to explain but stopped. "You can't cheat by just plotting evilly behind someone's back."
"So?" Yami protested, but he stopped, staring down at the suitcase in Seto's hands, hanging by his side. "Wait....this doesn't have anything to do with-"
"I am so glad you asked!" Kaiba cheered, his face genuinely lighting up as he took the chrome suitcase he was carrying in his hands and walked into the kitchen. He opened it up on the kitchen table and stood marveling at the deck of playing cards inside. Yami hit himself on the forehead. Seto and his damned card….stuff.
"Holy shit!" Yami cried out sarcastically, waving his arms in the air. "A pack of playing cards! Whooo!" Seto smacked Yami upside the head.
"Fool. These player cards are rigged!" He pointed to small markings, tears, and folds on some of the backs of the cards. He grinned approvingly until Yami picked them up and looked at them closer.
"Wait a minute," he said suspiciously, looking from the cards to Seto. "It was your turn to bring the cards....Which means-"
"Oh, who cares about that!" Kaiba yelled happily, distracting Yami from his train of thought by grabbing the cards, stuffing them back in the suitcase, and locking it. "Pegasus is going to loose! That's all that matters!" He went back to the couch. Yami shrugged to himself and went into the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips off the counter. When he walked back out into the living room, he found, to his absolute horror, that Seto was trying to take apart his TV.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Yami howled, diving across the linoleum kitchen floor trying to reach Seto before he ruined his HBO access.
Yugi tiptoed downstairs carefully, clutching his blanket in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. He had heard yelling, and had the faintest idea Yami was in some seriously bad trouble. He turned to his right and found Yami trying to beat the shit out of Seto Kaiba, who was messing with Yami's television.
"Nobody messes with my baby, you jackass!!!" Yami snarled, hitting Seto with the remote. Seto held up his arm to try and block Yami's attack.
"Your frickin' TV means that much to you?"
"Hey!" Yugi yelled, running over, holding his hands up. "Just what are trying to do, Kaiba? Don't you know that Yami will die to defend his TV?!"
Yami grinned and began to try and rip the collar of Seto's jacket.
"Get your hands off Jacket Toitoi!!!" Seto shrieked and kicked Yami across the room into a heap at the front door. He slid over to a dark corner and took off his jacket, trying to see in Yami had harmed his precious jacket....That is....his Jacket Toitoi.
"Dude...." Yugi said. "I thought Yami's obsession with his TV was sad....But your jacket?" He shook his head in pity before walking into the kitchen to grab a bag of cookies and pour himself a glass of milk. Seto got up and started walking over to the kitchen, putting his Jacket Toitoi back on, making sure it still swooshed extravagantly in the air.
Kaiba walked up to Yugi and stared down at the floor. Yugi turned around to face him and realized Kaiba was staring at his slippers.
"Issues, Buddy?" Yugi asked with a chocolate chip cookie in his mouth.
"You're wearing....Pikachu slippers? Pikachu boxers....?" Seto said, his eyes widening. Yugi blushed madly, narrowing his eyes, and crossed his arms in front of his boxers.
Yami looked over and glared at Yugi, then at Kaiba.
"You're exactly like Mokuba! Except I think he's more of a Charmander person." Seto said with a look of surprise on his face. "You young people and Pokemon these days...."
"Kaiba." Yugi said rather cheesed off. "I'm in your class. We're the same age."
Yami sighed, rolled his eyes, and slumped down against the door, which seconds later blew open, sending Yami flying back across the room in front of his TV where he started from.
Bakura stood in the doorway, wearing a dark jacket similar to Kaiba's, only it didn't swish in the wind. Lightning flashed in the cloudless sky behind him, sending dark shadows over his already fiercely angry looking face. The lights flickered off for a moment. The cookie fell out of Yugi's mouth. Seto hugged and tried to comfort his jacket, while Yami stood in front of his television, ready to sacrifice life and limb to keep it safe from the ominously evil presence entering the house.
Bakura's face softened instantly when he walked into the brightly lit house. "I don't understand why people always do that. I am just...." he sniffed, "misunderstood...." He looked like he was about to cry.
"Aww, come on, Man!" Yami cried. "You're like the pinnacle of evil! Well, after me, of course...." He grinned smugly. Bakura smiled weakly and walked over to a recliner. He began to trying to find out how to make the chair recline.
"Watch it," Yami warned. "There's something really weird and strangely evil about that chair." Bakura had flipped a switch, the chair had stared to shake violently.
"Heck!" Bakura shouted, trying to free himself from the possessed chair. Yami ran over from his TV and turned it off the freakish chair trying to "kill" Bakura, then turning in the other direction, walked and picked up Yugi, throwing him over his back and began marching up the stairs.
"Hey!" Yugi yelled, pounding his fists into Yami's back. "I was eating!" Yami, not wanting Bakura to see Yugi's Pikachu outfit too, was about to bring him back upstairs when Seto stopped him.
"He can cheat for us, don't you see?" Seto told Yami smartly. "He [Pegasus] won't suspect Yugi as trying to look at his cards for us! Huh? Huh uh?" Seto turned back to the couch and took out a brush to remove the lint that had collected on his Jacket Toitoi. Yami saw the sense in Seto's plan, and grinning evilly, put Yugi back on the ground, who straightened his shirt and stomped over to the couch. Seto raised an eyebrow as Yugi tried to climb up. He was kicking his feet, looking like he was swimming in air almost. Kaiba reached over and pulled him up by his arm.
"Thank you, Kaiba!" Yugi said, sitting happily, staring around, swishing his feet. Seto stared at him strangely, then turned to Yami once he sat down on a puffy chair opposite the couch.
"Is he your hikari or your younger brother?" he asked Yami, who yawned and shrugged.
"I dunno, Pet, cute little friend, whatever floats your boat." Yami sat back and glanced out the window, watching out for Pegasus.
Bakura noticed and asked what Yami was up to. Seto explained and, like himself, Bakura threw a fit.
"HIM?! That disgrace of a man?!" he roared, his face growing dark again, the lights flickering. Yugi glance up nervously, then went back to munching happily on his cookies.
"Dude, how come I can't do that?" Yami asked, not taking his eyes off the dark street. "I'm evil too."
"You may be," Seto corrected him, "but you also tend to be a dumb ass too, so maybe it takes away from your evilness or something."
Bakura kept his tantrum up. "Why? In God's name, WHY?!" Kaiba coughed, distracting Bakura.
"Ya see, he bribed Yami-"
"He paid me! I am one who cannot be bribed!" Yami retorted angrily. "I am the Pharaoh, damn it!"
"Whatever," Seto rolled his eyes and continued. "Well, he paid Yami to let him play poker too. Only, we both agree-"
"Me too!" Yugi piped up.
"Yes, we all agree that Pegasus is scary beyond belief. So, we've come up with a plan to make the best of the situation. We're going to swindle Pegasus out of all his money by cheating. Or, rather, ganging up on him."
"Well," Yugi suggested, kicking his feet back and forth cutely, "why don't you all play Cheat instead of poker? That way, you can team up together better!"
"Cheat?"
"What the hell?"
"NeoPets...." Yami sighed, putting his face in his hands, embarrassed.
Yugi threw a pillow at him. "It's where you-"
"Oh!" Bakura cried. "I've played that before! I, personally, hate Kalora, but that's just me, really." Yugi's face lit up as he and Bakura began talking about how their individual NeoPets could so whomp one another and how big their shops and Neopian Bank accounts were.
"Yeah, Mokuba was playing that Cheat game once, asked me to help. I got pretty good too," Seto told Yami, who looked away from the window to stare in disbelief at everyone.
"Dear God, has it sucked you all in!" he exclaimed. But just then-
"Was that the door?" Seto said looking over his shoulder at the door. The bell rang again. Yami got up to answer the door while Bakura followed close behind him. Yugi merely froze in fear. Kaiba had sympathy and tried to get Yugi to wake up and run.
"C-can't...." Yugi whispered. "To petrified...can't m-move…save...yourself...."
Seto got up and stood behind Bakura, with the end of his coat trailing in the draft of the opening door.
"Hello, Kaiba-boy," an all-too-familiar voice drawled out. Seto stiffened, standing up straight. Jacket Toitoi ceased to fly around, instead drifting down to graze the back of his knees.
"Bastard," Seto greeted Pegasus who walked inside. Yami, moved out of the way, trying to put as much distance as possible between him and Pegasus, ended up squishing himself up against the wall. Pegasus, scary red suit and all, stopped when Yami shut the door and turned to face Seto.
"Is that any way to greet me?" he said with a sardonic smile.
"Bastard."
Pegasus grinned widely. "What's your name, Seto Kaiba?"
"Bastard."
Pegasus giggled madly. "Oh! How fun is this?"
From the couch, Yugi, shaking, pulled the blanket over his head and held the baseball bat tightly. Yami noticed he was still downstairs, and feeling rather sorry for trying to make his poor Aibou cheat for them, tried to draw Pegasus's attention from Yugi and to himself.
"Er, hello, um, Pegasus...." he managed to stammer. Already, Pegasus' frightening nature was beginning to get to him.
"Hello....Yami, is it?" Pegasus asked. Yami nodded. Seto still stood off to the side, stiffly muttering under his breath.
"Bastard....bastard....bastard...."
Pegasus entered the kitchen without noticing Yugi. He looked around, grabbed a near-by cookie, and pulled out a chair from the table. "Well, Yami-boy," he said as Yami cringed, "this is a nice place you have. It is yours, isn't it? Or is it....Yugi's? Where is he, by the way? Didn't want to come out and greet his old time friend?"
Yami wanted to kick his foot down Pegasus' throat, but he stopped. "Uh, he's at a friend's house tonight...."
"Is that so...." Pegasus said as he glanced quickly around the room. "Really, now, Yami-boy, I'm much smarter than that," he sneered, glancing over his back to the quivering blanket on the couch. Seto quickly stepped in behind Pegasus, blocking his view. Bakura tried to back over to Yugi and get him out of the way in time, but it was too late. Pegasus knew he was there.
"Yugi!" Bakura hissed. "Get out of here! Run!" Yugi merely squeaked, frightened. Bakura was tempted to pick up Yugi and run like hell, but Pegasus beat him to it. Once he turned around to save Yugi, Pegasus was already there, having taken Yugi by the leg and lifted him up, the blanket falling. Yugi squeaked again as Yami clenched his fists.
"Leave my Aibou alone," he growled from the kitchen.
"Oh, he'll be all right," Pegasus smiled. "I don't bite." He turned back to Yugi, who had his eyes closed tightly and was swinging the baseball back around in circles attempting to hit Pegasus.
"Lemme go!" he cried, hanging silent before beginning to kick around at the air violently with his free foot. Pegasus set Yugi back on the couch.
"Hello, Yugi-boy...." Pegasus smiled, leaning over to face Yugi, who began to scoot away and slowly disappear between couch cushions. Pegasus stood back up right and faced the others. "You see? We're great friends! Aren't we, Yugi? Yugi....?" The others merely looked at one another and stifled a laugh. When Pegasus turned back to continue talking with Yugi face to face, he saw that Yugi had disappeared into the depths of the cushions.
Pegasus stood up taller and threw his red suit jacket over his shoulder. "I feel deeply offended and disliked," he told everyone smugly. "I'll be going now."
Yami's expression turned from anger to shock.
"NO!" he shouted. Seto and Bakura stared at him, their surprise turned to spite. Yami mouth the words "money" and "cash" and they got the idea.
"You can't go!" Yami said. "We won't be able to play Cheat if you do!"
"Er, yeah, Bastard!" Seto cried.
Pegasus nodded slightly, a smile playing at his lips. "You didn't say we were playing Cheat before. I'm a cheat champion! Golden Trophy, to match my most beautiful golden Kougra....."
Bakura ran over to the couch while Pegasus was busy explaining his life on NeoPets, got Yugi out from the cushions, threw him over his shoulder, and raced upstairs. He tossed Yugi into his room and was about to slam the door and go back downstairs when Yugi stopped him.
"Make him leave!" he pleaded, taking the blue blanket back into his hands, wrapping himself up in it and falling over on to his side.
Bakura shook his head and smiled kindly, which looked pretty evil concerning the fact that when an evil alter-ego person thing smiles, it's supposed to look creepy. "Sorry, Yugi, but I suppose you're going to be a casualty...."
"Casualty?!" Yugi shouted out from under the blanket. "What do you mean by that?"
"Casualty as in you're going probably scarred for life because of this. Actually," Bakura pondered for a moment, "we all probably will, if we aren't already. Just lock the door and don't open it unless you hear someone say....er....Potato Salad." With that, he turned and ran back downstairs, leaving Yugi to crawl back into the closet and set traps of spare Gundam model parts around the room in his carpet. While he was at it, he began to tie his sheets together to create a makeshift rope so he could escape out his window if he ever felt the need to reach the ground two stories down.