Kit: Welcome back, Dear Diary fans! Yami is still writing in Yugi's
diary, but today our problems are resolved and I can go back to making this
a humor fic! I just thought a little change would be necessary, that this
story was getting redundant. If anyone has any suggestions for this fic,
I'll be glad to hear them!
Joey: Since this story needs obvious work.
Kit: Oh, who asked you?
Yugi: Hello! My name is Yugi Mutou. I'm a freshman at Domino high school and I'm fifteen years old.
Joey: What's with the introductory?
Yugi: Dunno. I just wanted to say something. ;-D
Everyone: -_-'
Seto: Kit does not own YGO. Kit wishes she owned YGO. Since she doesn't, she'll content herself with stealing Takahashi's material. LOL.
July 10, Friday, 8:00 P.M. - The apartment
This is still Yami. Want to know who the shadow belonged to? It was that person who was yelling at the hot dog vender before. The one that was upset become the guy forgot to put mustard on his hot dog.
Anyway, he walked over to me and sat down besides me, still grumbling over the food. I shut the diary because I was afraid he'd read what I written, but since I write in Egyptian I guess he wouldn't have been able to anyway.
"Hello," I said. He just grunted. I was really unnerved by his silence, so I asked him if he had gotten his mustard.
"Oh, I got my mustard all right," he complained. "I also got relish and ketchup - neither of which I asked for. These stupid venders! They always try to take your money! It's felony, I tell you!"
"Oh, really?" I said, not amused. "Well, my name is Yami. What's yours?"
He kind of looked surprised that I was talking to him. I guess it must have seemed weird. I mean, he's obviously at least forty, and even though I'm 5000 years old, I look seventeen. I've noticed that teenagers don't normally strike up conversations with tempermental adults.
"I'm Junko Ukita," he said at last.
"It's nice to meet you, Ukita-kun," I said as politely as I could. "I don't care for hot dogs myself. I like hamburgers."
"Don't you ever find that the people at the cash registers at Mos Burgers and McDonald's to be very dense?" Mr. Ukita complained.
Well, not really. I don't usually hang out at Mos Burgers or McDonald's. I'm usually in the Sennen Puzzle while Yuugi does that. But I couldn't tell that to Mr. Ukita. But, I have noticed, when Yuugi orders, that it sometimes takes a while for the people at the registers to figure out what he's asking for.
"I find that they have trouble understanding our language," I stated.
"Right!" Mr. Ukita grumbled. "They shouldn't let these foreigners work in places where it requires knowledge of the language! Can't these people find jobs elsewhere? Some place where they don't need a second language, or can take their time learning it!"
I was quiet for a minute. "To tell the truth," I began slowly, "Japanese isn't my first language either. It's Egyp - Arabic. I have a talent for languages, so I can understand what Japanese people say as good as they can. But when it comes to writing, I'm pretty much lost. It's pretty frustrating. Sometimes people laugh because I'm five - er, seventeen and I still have trouble with the ink pen. It hurts because they don't think they can trust me to get a message to someone because of my inability to write in Japanese."
I could tell I had Mr. Ukita's attention now. "Arabic? Well, people shouldn't get on your case because of the language difference. It's hard enough to keep track of one language, let alone two!"
I nodded. "Right. So, I don't let it get to me when people laugh. The more I practice, the better I get at writing. Sometimes I write out the addresses for my friend's letters for practice. Then they check them to make sure I'm doing it right. I often inconvenience them because of all the mistakes, but they let me keep doing it because they know I'll only get better by practicing."
Mr. Ukita rolled his eyes. "They're kind of dumb," he said, startling me. "Isn't there some other way you could learn without inconveniencing your friends? That's the problem with the people at the registers. Some of us don't have time for their nonsense.
"Don't you?" I asked, surprising him. "It will only inconvenience you for a few minutes. Usually I catch my mistake pretty quickly, and my friends don't mind losing twenty-three seconds of their day. I don't think people should be angry with the waiters at restaurants like McDonald's for messing up. After all, they are still learning. They need the practice, and it isn't any fault of theirs that they grew up somewhere else. We really don't have a right to be upset with them. It just ruins their day, and ours. It's just a little thing, not anything to have a cow over."
OK, I know I totally shocked Mr. Ukita then. He looked at me like I was an alien or something.
"You know, you're pretty smart," he complimented. "For a teenager. You have the wisdom of five thousand years in seventeen. Thanks, I think I needed that slap in the face." He grinned. "I have to make amends with the hot dog vender. I guess it really wasn't that big of a deal after all."
To be honest, I do have five thousand years' worth of wisdom. But it doesn't seem that hard to me to realize that it isn't any big deal. People make mistakes. No one should ruin their day by being nasty and taking offense.
I couldn't help feeling a little proud that I had helped open Mr. Ukita's eyes. Of course, he also had to have an open heart to accept what I was telling him.
You know, people aren't so bad after all.
OK, but what the heck. That whole episode took about ten minutes, but it's been a long, long time since I last wrote. Well, you're not going to believe what happened next.
I decided to go for a walk. I wandered a short distance around the park before I sat down on one of the swings. I can fit on the swings because I'm not that much taller than Yuugi, who is the size of a fifth grader. I kind of felt lost, because I was able to help Mr. Ukita with his problem, but no one was there to help me with mine.
I wasn't even swinging, that was how bad I felt. I just held on to the chains and let my toes brush the ground. "Life totally stinks" was I all thought.
Then I saw two hands take the swing's chains and yank on them. I felt myself being pulled back, and I was really surprised. I tried to looked behind me, but I couldn't turn my head far enough.
The person let go of the chains and I flew forward. As I came back, I felt them push my back to keep me going. I was really confused and startled, so I jumped off the swing and whirled around.
It was Yami Bakura and Yami Malik. They both looked ashamed and apologetic from where they stood.
It took me a minute to comprehend their being there. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked, very astonished.
Yami Bakura caught the swing as it came flying back at him. He was smiling faintly. "Looking for you," he replied. "Duh."
"What for? So you can tease me about how you used me again?" I said haughtilly.
Yami Bakura looked at the ground. "Well... we're sorry," he said at last.
I was surprised. He was actually admitting he'd done something wrong!
"We lied," he admitted. "We weren't using you. We were upset and... weren't thinking when we said that. But Yami, you have to know how much your friendship has always meant to us! It was sincere. I mean, ok, Yami Malik and I have our obsessions with taking over the world and what-not, but... you know."
I do know. The reason we don't kill each other when we're together is because I understand their whims. I know them so well that I can tell whether or not they are a threat. Which they aren't.
"So, even though we tease you, and are mean to you, your friendship means as much to us now as it did 5000 years ago." He looked at Yami Malik.
Yami Malik was blushing out of embarrassment, but when he looked at me I saw tears in his eyes. "Yami Bakura is taking the blame for what I said," he choked out. "But we all know it was really my fault. I went too far. I didn't mean what I said... I lied to hurt you. It was a battle of wits and I took it too far. I - I'm sorry. Please, if you can forgive me, and I don't know why you would, then I will try much harder to be worthy of your friendship, one more time."
Yesterday was the first time Yuugi ever saw me cry. Today was the first day I saw Yami Malik cry.
"Guys..." I was choked up too. I smiled broadly. "Of course I forgive you! Friends till the end, right?"
They looked surprised. "You'll forgive us just like that?" Yami Bakura asked, amazed.
I nodded. "Yup! And will you, in turn, forgive me for going all Lucille Ball like that?"
Their faces broke into smiles. "Of course!"
After that we wandered through the park together. They told me how, after I went back to the Puzzle, Yami Bakura had stormed outside, upset with himself for starting an argument and mad at Yami Malik for taking it so far. Yami Malik had dashed after him, and they had had a heated discussion afterwards. In the end they had decided the whole thing was my fault, and had decided to give me the cold shoulder until I admitted I was wrong and begged for forgiveness. Then they came home and asked Yuugi where I was. When he told them I wouldn't talk to him, let alone come out of the Sennen Puzzle, they had started to feel bad and made up their minds to make up for what they'd done.
So now everything is normal again! I think I learned a lot from this experience. Well... I learned that most humans don't eat hot dogs plain, anyway. Does that count?
After that, we spent the rest of the day together, wandering around the city and checking everything out. We even managed to play at the arcade without getting too competitive! Yami Malik and I tricked Yami Bakura into playing DDR, and to our surprise he really rocked at it! He was having loads of fun, dancing around like that, even though he denied it when he came down. And there were these freaky girls that were following us and asking us to go out with them, and even though we told them, no way José, they still followed us and kept buying us soda pop and pretzels! So we decided to by them all Icees. They would not let go of us! They were like growths or something. Then we told them we needed to go to the bathroom, so we managed to dettach them from our arms and hurried away. We were luckily rid of them for the rest of the day. (One of them had an I LUV YAMI badge pinned to her YU-GI-OH! sweatshirt. Scary!)
It was just like the old times. We goofed off together and I didn't even worry that Yami Bakura would challenge me to a duel so he could possess the ancient Sennen Puzzle after waiting countless centuries, or that Yami Malik would start extrcting my power so he can be pharaoh of the world and have all the little people bow down to him like frogs. There was only one problem where we were playing pool and Yami Bakura accidentally poked Yami Malik in the eye with his rod. Yami Malik got mad and started chucking the balls at him, and one of them hit me in the head and I was so dazed for a while. The world tipped to and fro!!! Back and forth, back and forth!!!
But then I was okay.
So now I'm back at the apartment, clean from the shower and dressed in fresh pajamas. The others are watching Yuugi and Grandpa play checkers in the den, so Yami Bakura and Yami Malik are hanging out with me. Actually they're playing Playstation 2 while I write. Tomorrow everything will go back to normal. They'll stop being so nice and I'll stop tolerating their idiosyncrasies. In a way, it sounds like a good idea.
I'm going to go play PS2 now. Tonight I'll give this diary back to Yuugi.
I sure am glad he tricked me into this now.
\\PPPPPPP// - This is a sketch of Anzu and my aibou, Yuugi, at the beach. Yuugi doesn't know I drew this. I don't plan on telling him either, mwahahaha!
Kit: This adorable piccie shows Tea in her swim suit hugging Yugi, who is also in his swim suit! Tea looks happy just to have her picture taken, but Yugi is blushing like crazy!
Yugi: YAMIIIII!!! HOW COULD YOU PUT THAT PICTURE IN THERE?????
Yami: *sniggers* Because I could!
Yugi chases Yami throughout Kit's house. Joey and Tristan walk in carrying a pizza.
Joey and Tristan: Ahem!
They open the pizza top. On the pizza is REVIEW OR I WILL KNOCK YOUR LIGHTS OUT - KIT written in M&Ms.
Kit: Do as the pizza says! REVIEW! Thank you.
Joey: Since this story needs obvious work.
Kit: Oh, who asked you?
Yugi: Hello! My name is Yugi Mutou. I'm a freshman at Domino high school and I'm fifteen years old.
Joey: What's with the introductory?
Yugi: Dunno. I just wanted to say something. ;-D
Everyone: -_-'
Seto: Kit does not own YGO. Kit wishes she owned YGO. Since she doesn't, she'll content herself with stealing Takahashi's material. LOL.
July 10, Friday, 8:00 P.M. - The apartment
This is still Yami. Want to know who the shadow belonged to? It was that person who was yelling at the hot dog vender before. The one that was upset become the guy forgot to put mustard on his hot dog.
Anyway, he walked over to me and sat down besides me, still grumbling over the food. I shut the diary because I was afraid he'd read what I written, but since I write in Egyptian I guess he wouldn't have been able to anyway.
"Hello," I said. He just grunted. I was really unnerved by his silence, so I asked him if he had gotten his mustard.
"Oh, I got my mustard all right," he complained. "I also got relish and ketchup - neither of which I asked for. These stupid venders! They always try to take your money! It's felony, I tell you!"
"Oh, really?" I said, not amused. "Well, my name is Yami. What's yours?"
He kind of looked surprised that I was talking to him. I guess it must have seemed weird. I mean, he's obviously at least forty, and even though I'm 5000 years old, I look seventeen. I've noticed that teenagers don't normally strike up conversations with tempermental adults.
"I'm Junko Ukita," he said at last.
"It's nice to meet you, Ukita-kun," I said as politely as I could. "I don't care for hot dogs myself. I like hamburgers."
"Don't you ever find that the people at the cash registers at Mos Burgers and McDonald's to be very dense?" Mr. Ukita complained.
Well, not really. I don't usually hang out at Mos Burgers or McDonald's. I'm usually in the Sennen Puzzle while Yuugi does that. But I couldn't tell that to Mr. Ukita. But, I have noticed, when Yuugi orders, that it sometimes takes a while for the people at the registers to figure out what he's asking for.
"I find that they have trouble understanding our language," I stated.
"Right!" Mr. Ukita grumbled. "They shouldn't let these foreigners work in places where it requires knowledge of the language! Can't these people find jobs elsewhere? Some place where they don't need a second language, or can take their time learning it!"
I was quiet for a minute. "To tell the truth," I began slowly, "Japanese isn't my first language either. It's Egyp - Arabic. I have a talent for languages, so I can understand what Japanese people say as good as they can. But when it comes to writing, I'm pretty much lost. It's pretty frustrating. Sometimes people laugh because I'm five - er, seventeen and I still have trouble with the ink pen. It hurts because they don't think they can trust me to get a message to someone because of my inability to write in Japanese."
I could tell I had Mr. Ukita's attention now. "Arabic? Well, people shouldn't get on your case because of the language difference. It's hard enough to keep track of one language, let alone two!"
I nodded. "Right. So, I don't let it get to me when people laugh. The more I practice, the better I get at writing. Sometimes I write out the addresses for my friend's letters for practice. Then they check them to make sure I'm doing it right. I often inconvenience them because of all the mistakes, but they let me keep doing it because they know I'll only get better by practicing."
Mr. Ukita rolled his eyes. "They're kind of dumb," he said, startling me. "Isn't there some other way you could learn without inconveniencing your friends? That's the problem with the people at the registers. Some of us don't have time for their nonsense.
"Don't you?" I asked, surprising him. "It will only inconvenience you for a few minutes. Usually I catch my mistake pretty quickly, and my friends don't mind losing twenty-three seconds of their day. I don't think people should be angry with the waiters at restaurants like McDonald's for messing up. After all, they are still learning. They need the practice, and it isn't any fault of theirs that they grew up somewhere else. We really don't have a right to be upset with them. It just ruins their day, and ours. It's just a little thing, not anything to have a cow over."
OK, I know I totally shocked Mr. Ukita then. He looked at me like I was an alien or something.
"You know, you're pretty smart," he complimented. "For a teenager. You have the wisdom of five thousand years in seventeen. Thanks, I think I needed that slap in the face." He grinned. "I have to make amends with the hot dog vender. I guess it really wasn't that big of a deal after all."
To be honest, I do have five thousand years' worth of wisdom. But it doesn't seem that hard to me to realize that it isn't any big deal. People make mistakes. No one should ruin their day by being nasty and taking offense.
I couldn't help feeling a little proud that I had helped open Mr. Ukita's eyes. Of course, he also had to have an open heart to accept what I was telling him.
You know, people aren't so bad after all.
OK, but what the heck. That whole episode took about ten minutes, but it's been a long, long time since I last wrote. Well, you're not going to believe what happened next.
I decided to go for a walk. I wandered a short distance around the park before I sat down on one of the swings. I can fit on the swings because I'm not that much taller than Yuugi, who is the size of a fifth grader. I kind of felt lost, because I was able to help Mr. Ukita with his problem, but no one was there to help me with mine.
I wasn't even swinging, that was how bad I felt. I just held on to the chains and let my toes brush the ground. "Life totally stinks" was I all thought.
Then I saw two hands take the swing's chains and yank on them. I felt myself being pulled back, and I was really surprised. I tried to looked behind me, but I couldn't turn my head far enough.
The person let go of the chains and I flew forward. As I came back, I felt them push my back to keep me going. I was really confused and startled, so I jumped off the swing and whirled around.
It was Yami Bakura and Yami Malik. They both looked ashamed and apologetic from where they stood.
It took me a minute to comprehend their being there. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked, very astonished.
Yami Bakura caught the swing as it came flying back at him. He was smiling faintly. "Looking for you," he replied. "Duh."
"What for? So you can tease me about how you used me again?" I said haughtilly.
Yami Bakura looked at the ground. "Well... we're sorry," he said at last.
I was surprised. He was actually admitting he'd done something wrong!
"We lied," he admitted. "We weren't using you. We were upset and... weren't thinking when we said that. But Yami, you have to know how much your friendship has always meant to us! It was sincere. I mean, ok, Yami Malik and I have our obsessions with taking over the world and what-not, but... you know."
I do know. The reason we don't kill each other when we're together is because I understand their whims. I know them so well that I can tell whether or not they are a threat. Which they aren't.
"So, even though we tease you, and are mean to you, your friendship means as much to us now as it did 5000 years ago." He looked at Yami Malik.
Yami Malik was blushing out of embarrassment, but when he looked at me I saw tears in his eyes. "Yami Bakura is taking the blame for what I said," he choked out. "But we all know it was really my fault. I went too far. I didn't mean what I said... I lied to hurt you. It was a battle of wits and I took it too far. I - I'm sorry. Please, if you can forgive me, and I don't know why you would, then I will try much harder to be worthy of your friendship, one more time."
Yesterday was the first time Yuugi ever saw me cry. Today was the first day I saw Yami Malik cry.
"Guys..." I was choked up too. I smiled broadly. "Of course I forgive you! Friends till the end, right?"
They looked surprised. "You'll forgive us just like that?" Yami Bakura asked, amazed.
I nodded. "Yup! And will you, in turn, forgive me for going all Lucille Ball like that?"
Their faces broke into smiles. "Of course!"
After that we wandered through the park together. They told me how, after I went back to the Puzzle, Yami Bakura had stormed outside, upset with himself for starting an argument and mad at Yami Malik for taking it so far. Yami Malik had dashed after him, and they had had a heated discussion afterwards. In the end they had decided the whole thing was my fault, and had decided to give me the cold shoulder until I admitted I was wrong and begged for forgiveness. Then they came home and asked Yuugi where I was. When he told them I wouldn't talk to him, let alone come out of the Sennen Puzzle, they had started to feel bad and made up their minds to make up for what they'd done.
So now everything is normal again! I think I learned a lot from this experience. Well... I learned that most humans don't eat hot dogs plain, anyway. Does that count?
After that, we spent the rest of the day together, wandering around the city and checking everything out. We even managed to play at the arcade without getting too competitive! Yami Malik and I tricked Yami Bakura into playing DDR, and to our surprise he really rocked at it! He was having loads of fun, dancing around like that, even though he denied it when he came down. And there were these freaky girls that were following us and asking us to go out with them, and even though we told them, no way José, they still followed us and kept buying us soda pop and pretzels! So we decided to by them all Icees. They would not let go of us! They were like growths or something. Then we told them we needed to go to the bathroom, so we managed to dettach them from our arms and hurried away. We were luckily rid of them for the rest of the day. (One of them had an I LUV YAMI badge pinned to her YU-GI-OH! sweatshirt. Scary!)
It was just like the old times. We goofed off together and I didn't even worry that Yami Bakura would challenge me to a duel so he could possess the ancient Sennen Puzzle after waiting countless centuries, or that Yami Malik would start extrcting my power so he can be pharaoh of the world and have all the little people bow down to him like frogs. There was only one problem where we were playing pool and Yami Bakura accidentally poked Yami Malik in the eye with his rod. Yami Malik got mad and started chucking the balls at him, and one of them hit me in the head and I was so dazed for a while. The world tipped to and fro!!! Back and forth, back and forth!!!
But then I was okay.
So now I'm back at the apartment, clean from the shower and dressed in fresh pajamas. The others are watching Yuugi and Grandpa play checkers in the den, so Yami Bakura and Yami Malik are hanging out with me. Actually they're playing Playstation 2 while I write. Tomorrow everything will go back to normal. They'll stop being so nice and I'll stop tolerating their idiosyncrasies. In a way, it sounds like a good idea.
I'm going to go play PS2 now. Tonight I'll give this diary back to Yuugi.
I sure am glad he tricked me into this now.
\\PPPPPPP// - This is a sketch of Anzu and my aibou, Yuugi, at the beach. Yuugi doesn't know I drew this. I don't plan on telling him either, mwahahaha!
Kit: This adorable piccie shows Tea in her swim suit hugging Yugi, who is also in his swim suit! Tea looks happy just to have her picture taken, but Yugi is blushing like crazy!
Yugi: YAMIIIII!!! HOW COULD YOU PUT THAT PICTURE IN THERE?????
Yami: *sniggers* Because I could!
Yugi chases Yami throughout Kit's house. Joey and Tristan walk in carrying a pizza.
Joey and Tristan: Ahem!
They open the pizza top. On the pizza is REVIEW OR I WILL KNOCK YOUR LIGHTS OUT - KIT written in M&Ms.
Kit: Do as the pizza says! REVIEW! Thank you.