Disclaimer: *blinks*
Nanashi: well?
Nanaki: you sure they're not yours..?
Nanashi: *anime sweatdrops* for the fourth time... YES!
Nanaki: yeesh... paranoid, or what..? ahem... Yu-Gi-Oh and its characters don't belong to Nanashi... *looks around* THEY BELONG TO ME! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! *Lawyers appear* ACK! I WAS KIDDING! I'M POOR! PLEASE, DON'T SUE ME! THEY NO BELONG TO ME, EITHER!
Nanashi: *snickers*
Kaiba: and here I thought you were the insane one...
Nanashi: yeah, I know... I think... HEY!
Kaiba: *smirks*
Nanashi: *sticks tongue out at Kaiba* ... by the way, Nanaki..?
Nanaki: huh?
Nanashi: you should tame down the insanity a bit...
Nanaki: really? why should I!? who says!?!?
Kaiba: Kaya Kioko... and I think she's right...
Nanaki: MWAHAHAHAHAHA! FEAR ME! ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND DISPAIR!!!
Nanashi: *wallops Nanaki with a foam bat* no quoting Lord of the Rings..! that's not mine, either...
Nanaki: ACK! .
Nanashi: *points at Nanaki* she's the hentai! She's the person who encourages it! Not me! Sorry Angel Reaper... I hope you're feeling better now...
Nanaki: HENTAI! HENTAI! HENTAI! HENTAI! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *runs in big circles*
Kaiba: *anime sweatdrops* ..... uhhh, maybe we can start now..?
Nanashi: *nods* good idea... STARTING!
Nanaki: HENTAI! HENTAI! HENTAI! MORE HENTAI TO COME... AND... ACK! Hey...!
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Yugi yawned, sleepily. Then rubbed his eyes, cutely, as he sat up. Holding his arms over his head, he stretched, contently. Then he snuggled back down, next to the warm figure by his side.
"... Morning, aibou..." Yami greeted, covering his mouth, to stifle a yawn.
"Good morning, Yami..." Yugi said, with a smile. Then a realization hit him. So he got up, and bolted for the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Yami sat up, perplexed.
"Aibou?"
Yugi opened the door, and peeked out, "taking a shower..." he explained.
"Oh..."
The door closed again. Yami chuckled to himself, as he got up, and checked on their clothes. Still kind of damp. But not as soaked as they were last night. There was a way to get them dryer, though. He saw a hairdryer in Tea's backpack. So with a small nod, he headed for the door, and walked nextdoor. Then knocked.
"GO AWAY!" YamiM yelled.
"Nice greeting..." Yami called, sarcastically.
"It's Yami! YamiM, move!"
"No! No one's allowed in! Not until I get this fixed!"
"YamiM!"
"I said 'No'!" he bellowed. "IF YOU HADN'T DONE ALL THIS WHILE I WAS SLEEPING, HE WOULD BE ALLOWED IN!"
"You were no fun... and you look so cute, now..!" Tea declared. Yami raised an eyebrow. Then shrugged, and leaned back on his heels, waiting patiently. Only Ra knew how long YamiM could hold off Tea.
A loud crash was heard, then a THUMP!
"TEA!"
Then the door swung open. "Morning, Yami!" Tea chirped.
"Good morning, Tea... I was wondering if..." the Pharoah's words trailed off, seeing Malik struggle to cover his head with a pillow. A tuft of curly wheat blonde hair poked out. "If... If I could borrow your hairdryer..?" Yami was obviously struggling to ignore the curly lock of hair. He didn't like appearing curious.
"See, YamiM?!" Tea cried, "Yami does his hair..!"
"Uhh, no, I don't... I want to see if I can dry off our clothes with it..."
"Oh..." Tea sighed, glumly.
"HAH!" YamiM yelled, and pointed at Tea in triumph. Thus, his pillow fell, revealing a head of curly wheat blonde hair. Yami stared at him, in shock, his jaw dropped.
"Y-YamiM... wh-what did you do..?"
YamiM glared and pointed at Tea, "SHE DID IT! DON'T LOOK AT ME!" He snatched up a blanket and pulled it over his head. "DON'T LOOK AT ME!" he wailed. Then he hissed.[1] Anime sweatdrops formed on both Yami and Tea.
Yami cleared his throat, "riiiiiight... ahem, Tea..? Your hairdryer?"
"Oh, right... here you go..." she said, cheerfully, as she handed over the MAX Hairdryer 5000[2]. Yami blinked at the strange name. Then shrugged.
"Thank you..." he said, then he headed back to his and Yugi's room.
"Now! To give you a pedicure!" Tea declared, as she slammed the door.
"Please, just get away from me!" YamiM wailed.
***
Malik yawned, then stretched his arms. At least... one of his arms. He quickly glanced down, seeing that Yami B was lying on his left arm. Somehow, during the night, they both ended up in an embrace. He sighed. So much for an early shower. Unless...
Malik swallowed, and tugged at his arm. Didn't budge. he tugged again. Still nothing. With a sigh, he lifted his arm, causing Yami B to shift over to him, leaning against him now. Almost as if Malik were... holding him...
CRASH!!!
"GET AWAY! YOU LUNATIC!" YamiM yelled, as he crashed through the door. "MALIK! SAVE ME..!" he froze.
Malik grimaced. Oh, things were looking good, so far.
YamiM's eyes flashed, glaring at the sleeping soul stealer. "WHAT IS HE DOING!?"
"Calm down, Yami... nothing happened... I was just trying to get up, and..." Malik paused, perplexed. "And why aren't you wearing any shoes..?"
Tea then trotted in after YamiM, armed with a nailfile. She raised an eyebrow at Malik holding Yami B. "Wow... someone got a little too cozy, last night..." she commented. "I was wondering about all that thumping I was hearing, too..."
"What!?" Malik asked, in shock. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no! That was Joey and Kaiba...!"
Yami B yawned, and stretched. Then unconsciously snuggled closer to the person who held him. A pretty cute sight, actually. But apparently, YamiM never found it cute, as he narrowed his eyes.
"YOU!"
"Ack! Yami B! Get up!" Malik cried.
Yami B opened his eyes, "what?" he asked, groggily. Then he was pounced on. "ACK! WHAT?! WHAT IS IT!?!?"
"YOU NO-GOOD THIEF! MAKE UP YOUR MIND..!" YamiM yelled, as he shook him around.
"What're you talking about...?" Yami B asked, perplexed. YamiM merely growled. Not a good sign. With a gulp, Yami B shoved YamiM back, then jumped away from Malik, out of the bed, and was running out the door.
"GET BACK HERE!!!" YamiM shouted, and ran after him.
"Hey! What about your pedicure..?!" Tea yelled after them. She sighed and ran after them, as well. Malik blinked. Pedicure? With a sigh, he got up, pulled on his sneakers, and ran after them, too.
***
"HALP!"
Bakura walked out of the bathroom, drying his hair, looking confused. "What going on?" he asked.
Tristan shrugged, then stood up, and looked through the window. "Yami B's being chased by YamiM, who's being chased by Tea and Malik..." he said, slowly. His eyebrow rose in question. Then he shrugged, "I don't think it's really much to worry about..."
Bakura frowned, slightly. "Why would they be chasing each other?"
Tristan shrugged, again. "No idea..."
CRASH!
Their door was smashed down. Bakura blinked, while an anime sweatdrop formed on Tristan. "Morning, guys..." he said, slowly.
"AIBOU! HELP!" Yami B yelped, and dove behind Bakura.
"Yami..?" Bakura glanced back at the uncharacteristic yami side. "What's wrong?"
YamiM charged in, and skidded to a stop in front of Bakura. "Let me see him!" he yelled. Bakura blinked.
"Why?"
"There is justice to be had!"
"YamiM, Nothing happened!" Malik yelled, as he ran in after him. Then he ran into YamiM's back. Pushing them both on Bakura. They all fell on Yami B as the result.
"OW!" Yami B yelped.
"Ow..." YamiM muttered, as he tried to get up. Then he blushed, seeing that he was laying on Bakura.
Tristan pursed his lips, as he gently pulled Malik off. Then tugged roughly at YamiM's shirt, pulling him off Bakura, and his yami side.
Bakura sat up, then Yami B. "Ow..." they both mumbled. Then they blinked, as Tea was filing away at YamiM's toenails.
"Is... is that normal behavior?" Bakura asked slowly.
"NO! IT ISN'T! GET HER OFFA ME!" YamiM cried, and leapt into Bakura's arms. Bakura blinked, in confusion. Obviously, he missed something.
"YamiM!" Tristan snapped.
"Ack! What!?" YamiM demanded. Then he realized who's arms he was in. Uh-oh... he quickly dodged Tristan, as the teenager lunged at him.
Yami B took this as his chance to sneak away. Which he did, with a great amount of stealth. He crept away from Bakura, and crawled towards the door.
"GET BACK HERE!" Tristan yelled, as he chased YamiM around the room.
"WHAT!? IT MEANT NOTHING!" YamiM yelled back. Then he saw Yami B creeping towards the door. "YOU!" he raced after Yami B.
"ACK!" Yami B cried, as he got to his feet, and ran out of the room. Yami M hot on his trail. Tristan ran after YamiM, as did Tea.
Malik and Bakura stood side by side, sweatdrops forming.
"I had no idea it would get this far..." Malik said, slowly.
Bakura nodded, then he smiled, faintly. "I guess we better go, too..." Malik nodded. Then they were off, following the small train of trouble.
***
"That's as dry as they're gonna get..." Yami commented, as he tossed the hairdryer aside. Yugi stepped up, and examined his uniform. Then he nodded.
"Thank you, Yami... it'll be better than cold, dripping clothes, at least..." he said, cheerfully. Yami smiled.
"HALP!"
"GET BACK HERE!"
"A PEDICURE DOESN'T HURT!"
"STOP RUNNING, ALREADY!"
"How did all this start?"
"I have no idea... Guys! Can you all calm down, yet!?"
Yami and Yugi glanced at each other. "What was that?" Yugi asked, confused. Yami shrugged, as he went to the door, and tugged it open. Only to seeYami B running towards them. And he was being followed by YamiM, then Tea. Then Tristan, Malik and Bakura.
"What's happening?" Yami asked, confused.
"Can't talk..." Yami B said, shortly, as he ran by.
"Business to take care of..." YamiM added. He ran by, as well.
"Things to do..." Tea chimed in. She raced by.
"Revenge to get..." Tristan said, curtly. He sprinted by.
"People to calm down..." Malik said, simply. He ran by, too.
"... And how're you?" Bakura asked, politely. But he didn't wait around for the answer.
"Ummm... fine..?" Yami said, slowly. An anime sweatdrop formed as he watched the small train run by. Yugi appeared by his side, then he blinked, and looked up at Yami.
"What're they doing?"
"I have no clue..." Yami furrowed his brow. Then he sighed, as he turned to Yugi, "you know I don't like to appear curious, aibou..."
Yugi smiled, in understanding. "It's alright, Yami... I wanna find out for myself, too..." he assured the former Pharoah. Yami nodded. Then he and Yugi joined the chase.
***
Joey yawned, and smacked his lips, sleepily. Hmm, he was actually pretty warm. He shrugged, and snuggled closer to the source of heat.
Kaiba yawned, and stretched his one free arm. And slowly opened his eyes. Other then the small crink in his neck, it had been a decent night's sleep. Then he froze, realizing someone was a little too close for comfort. He looked down, seeing a head of blonde hair, nestled cozily in the crook of his shoulder. A small sweatdrop formed, as Kaiba stared at him, uncertain of what to do.
Well, at least he's still dressed, Kaiba rationalized. Then he grimaced. They were both kind of damp now, because of Joey's clothes. Thankfully not the cold kind of damp. Because of the body heat it was more of an uncomforting warm kind of damp.
"Wheeler... wake up..."
Joey merely grunted, and tightened his grip on Kaiba's waist. Closing his eyes, and slowly counting to ten, Kaiba managed to keep his temper in check.
"Wheeler!"
"... Ten more minutes..." Joey mumbled.
Kaiba sighed, and thought for a few moments. Then he smirked, devillishly. Slowly, he gently touched Joey's face.
No response.
Kaiba traced the line of Joey's jaw with his fingertips, resulting in feathery light touches. The blonde's eyes fluttered, but still never woke up. Kaiba brushed his bangs aside, watching him intently.
That did it.
Joey's eyes flew open, and he jumped up, "WHAT'RE YOU DOIN?!"
Kaiba, with his arm now free, calmly stood up, and grabbed his shirt. "Morning, Wheeler..." he said, shortly. Then headed for the bathroom.
Joey stood there, his face red, as he struggled to slow his heart. What just happened!?
CRASH!
Joey spun around.
"What the..!?"
Yami B raced, in, followed by YamiM, Tristan and Tea... then Bakura and Malik ran in. And Yami and Yugi were last.
"What're you all doin!?" Joey asked, in confusion.
Yugi blinked, "Joey, what's wrong?"
Joey blinked, "huh?"
Tea raised an eyebrow, "why's your face red?"
"Me!? Red!? I ain't red!" Joey spat. But his voice cracked, leaving the small group unconvinced. Joey fidgeted, and quickly changed the subject.
"What's goin on..? Tea, what's with the nailfile...?"
Tea shrugged, then pointed at YamiM, "I was gonna give him a pedicure..."
YamiM glared at her, "WHY WOULD I WANNA PEDICURE!?"
"Same reason you wanted a perm, I would guess..." Tristan muttered, still mildy peeved at the Egyptian. YamiM glared at him.
Joey pursed his lips, noticing YamiM's (not as) curly hair. "What's goin on?" he asked again.
Yami B shrugged, "YamiM just came into me and Malik's rooms... we were in a somewhat compromising position, and he kind of flew off the handle..."
"Why would you run into their room?" Joey asked YamiM, confused.
YamiM pointed at Tea, while hiding behind Malik, "she's insane! First she curled my hair in my sleep! Now she's trying to give me a pedicure... WHAT WOULD I WANT WITH A PEDICURE!?"
"It's relaxing, and the results are pretty..." Tea retorted. Joey scratched the back of his head, still looking confused. "Bakura and Malik, what're you doin here..?"
"Trying to prevent bloodshed..." Bakura said, with a shrug. He was lightly holding onto Tristan's sleeve.
Malik shrugged, too. "I wanted to see what would happen..."
"Yami and Yuge?"
Yami shrugged. "Curiousity got the better of... me..." Yugi said, with a sheepish smile. Yami smiled at his aibou.
Joey blinked, "okay... never mind... I think I got it all..."
"Now we have a few questions..." Tristan said, slowly.
"Huh?"
"Why're you all red?" Everyone asked, eyeing him suspiciously. Joey blinked.
"And what were you and Kaiba up to, all night?" They asked. Joey fidgeted.
"And was he good!?" Tea asked, eagerly.[3]
Everyone but Tea fell over. "ACK!"
***
After about half an hour, everyone was outside, ready to go. Their hair still wet from their showers, and their clothes rumpled. But other then that, they looked presentable enough to be in public.
And everyone soon forgot about the whole Kaiba/Joey thing.
"Well!? Why won't you tell me!? Please! I won't tell a soul!!!" Tea pleaded.
Well, almost everyone.
"Then what's with the tape recorder?!" Joey snapped.
"Uhhhh, references..?"
"Alright... let's start walking..." Yugi called, then he started walking ahead. Everyone followed.
"Go bug Kaiba!" Joey yelled, and ran ahead to walk with Yugi, Tristan and Bakura.
"Hey!" Tea protested. Then she grinned at Kaiba.
"Say one word, and I'll be forced to hurt you..." Kaiba muttered. Then he quickened his pace, and walked closer to Yami and Yami B.
"YOU GUYS..!" Tea whined. Then she sighed, in defeat, and decided to let it go.
For now.
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[1] I have no idea who that belongs to, but I'm certain it's not me .
[2] *blinks* is there such a thing... well, just in case, not mine! ^_^
Nanaki: paranoid, no? XD *gets hit with a foam bat* ack! .O
[3] hey, gotta have a hentai every now and then, right? ^_^()
Nanaki: YOU BET! *gets hit with the foam bat, again* erk! .O
~~~***~~~
Kaiba: *blinks*
Nanashi: *blinks*
Nanaki: *blinks twice*
Kaiba&Nanashi: show off...
Nanaki: *giggles*
Nanashi: well?
Nanaki: you sure they're not yours..?
Nanashi: *anime sweatdrops* for the fourth time... YES!
Nanaki: yeesh... paranoid, or what..? ahem... Yu-Gi-Oh and its characters don't belong to Nanashi... *looks around* THEY BELONG TO ME! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! *Lawyers appear* ACK! I WAS KIDDING! I'M POOR! PLEASE, DON'T SUE ME! THEY NO BELONG TO ME, EITHER!
Nanashi: *snickers*
Kaiba: and here I thought you were the insane one...
Nanashi: yeah, I know... I think... HEY!
Kaiba: *smirks*
Nanashi: *sticks tongue out at Kaiba* ... by the way, Nanaki..?
Nanaki: huh?
Nanashi: you should tame down the insanity a bit...
Nanaki: really? why should I!? who says!?!?
Kaiba: Kaya Kioko... and I think she's right...
Nanaki: MWAHAHAHAHAHA! FEAR ME! ALL SHALL LOVE ME AND DISPAIR!!!
Nanashi: *wallops Nanaki with a foam bat* no quoting Lord of the Rings..! that's not mine, either...
Nanaki: ACK! .
Nanashi: *points at Nanaki* she's the hentai! She's the person who encourages it! Not me! Sorry Angel Reaper... I hope you're feeling better now...
Nanaki: HENTAI! HENTAI! HENTAI! HENTAI! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *runs in big circles*
Kaiba: *anime sweatdrops* ..... uhhh, maybe we can start now..?
Nanashi: *nods* good idea... STARTING!
Nanaki: HENTAI! HENTAI! HENTAI! MORE HENTAI TO COME... AND... ACK! Hey...!
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Yugi yawned, sleepily. Then rubbed his eyes, cutely, as he sat up. Holding his arms over his head, he stretched, contently. Then he snuggled back down, next to the warm figure by his side.
"... Morning, aibou..." Yami greeted, covering his mouth, to stifle a yawn.
"Good morning, Yami..." Yugi said, with a smile. Then a realization hit him. So he got up, and bolted for the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Yami sat up, perplexed.
"Aibou?"
Yugi opened the door, and peeked out, "taking a shower..." he explained.
"Oh..."
The door closed again. Yami chuckled to himself, as he got up, and checked on their clothes. Still kind of damp. But not as soaked as they were last night. There was a way to get them dryer, though. He saw a hairdryer in Tea's backpack. So with a small nod, he headed for the door, and walked nextdoor. Then knocked.
"GO AWAY!" YamiM yelled.
"Nice greeting..." Yami called, sarcastically.
"It's Yami! YamiM, move!"
"No! No one's allowed in! Not until I get this fixed!"
"YamiM!"
"I said 'No'!" he bellowed. "IF YOU HADN'T DONE ALL THIS WHILE I WAS SLEEPING, HE WOULD BE ALLOWED IN!"
"You were no fun... and you look so cute, now..!" Tea declared. Yami raised an eyebrow. Then shrugged, and leaned back on his heels, waiting patiently. Only Ra knew how long YamiM could hold off Tea.
A loud crash was heard, then a THUMP!
"TEA!"
Then the door swung open. "Morning, Yami!" Tea chirped.
"Good morning, Tea... I was wondering if..." the Pharoah's words trailed off, seeing Malik struggle to cover his head with a pillow. A tuft of curly wheat blonde hair poked out. "If... If I could borrow your hairdryer..?" Yami was obviously struggling to ignore the curly lock of hair. He didn't like appearing curious.
"See, YamiM?!" Tea cried, "Yami does his hair..!"
"Uhh, no, I don't... I want to see if I can dry off our clothes with it..."
"Oh..." Tea sighed, glumly.
"HAH!" YamiM yelled, and pointed at Tea in triumph. Thus, his pillow fell, revealing a head of curly wheat blonde hair. Yami stared at him, in shock, his jaw dropped.
"Y-YamiM... wh-what did you do..?"
YamiM glared and pointed at Tea, "SHE DID IT! DON'T LOOK AT ME!" He snatched up a blanket and pulled it over his head. "DON'T LOOK AT ME!" he wailed. Then he hissed.[1] Anime sweatdrops formed on both Yami and Tea.
Yami cleared his throat, "riiiiiight... ahem, Tea..? Your hairdryer?"
"Oh, right... here you go..." she said, cheerfully, as she handed over the MAX Hairdryer 5000[2]. Yami blinked at the strange name. Then shrugged.
"Thank you..." he said, then he headed back to his and Yugi's room.
"Now! To give you a pedicure!" Tea declared, as she slammed the door.
"Please, just get away from me!" YamiM wailed.
***
Malik yawned, then stretched his arms. At least... one of his arms. He quickly glanced down, seeing that Yami B was lying on his left arm. Somehow, during the night, they both ended up in an embrace. He sighed. So much for an early shower. Unless...
Malik swallowed, and tugged at his arm. Didn't budge. he tugged again. Still nothing. With a sigh, he lifted his arm, causing Yami B to shift over to him, leaning against him now. Almost as if Malik were... holding him...
CRASH!!!
"GET AWAY! YOU LUNATIC!" YamiM yelled, as he crashed through the door. "MALIK! SAVE ME..!" he froze.
Malik grimaced. Oh, things were looking good, so far.
YamiM's eyes flashed, glaring at the sleeping soul stealer. "WHAT IS HE DOING!?"
"Calm down, Yami... nothing happened... I was just trying to get up, and..." Malik paused, perplexed. "And why aren't you wearing any shoes..?"
Tea then trotted in after YamiM, armed with a nailfile. She raised an eyebrow at Malik holding Yami B. "Wow... someone got a little too cozy, last night..." she commented. "I was wondering about all that thumping I was hearing, too..."
"What!?" Malik asked, in shock. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no! That was Joey and Kaiba...!"
Yami B yawned, and stretched. Then unconsciously snuggled closer to the person who held him. A pretty cute sight, actually. But apparently, YamiM never found it cute, as he narrowed his eyes.
"YOU!"
"Ack! Yami B! Get up!" Malik cried.
Yami B opened his eyes, "what?" he asked, groggily. Then he was pounced on. "ACK! WHAT?! WHAT IS IT!?!?"
"YOU NO-GOOD THIEF! MAKE UP YOUR MIND..!" YamiM yelled, as he shook him around.
"What're you talking about...?" Yami B asked, perplexed. YamiM merely growled. Not a good sign. With a gulp, Yami B shoved YamiM back, then jumped away from Malik, out of the bed, and was running out the door.
"GET BACK HERE!!!" YamiM shouted, and ran after him.
"Hey! What about your pedicure..?!" Tea yelled after them. She sighed and ran after them, as well. Malik blinked. Pedicure? With a sigh, he got up, pulled on his sneakers, and ran after them, too.
***
"HALP!"
Bakura walked out of the bathroom, drying his hair, looking confused. "What going on?" he asked.
Tristan shrugged, then stood up, and looked through the window. "Yami B's being chased by YamiM, who's being chased by Tea and Malik..." he said, slowly. His eyebrow rose in question. Then he shrugged, "I don't think it's really much to worry about..."
Bakura frowned, slightly. "Why would they be chasing each other?"
Tristan shrugged, again. "No idea..."
CRASH!
Their door was smashed down. Bakura blinked, while an anime sweatdrop formed on Tristan. "Morning, guys..." he said, slowly.
"AIBOU! HELP!" Yami B yelped, and dove behind Bakura.
"Yami..?" Bakura glanced back at the uncharacteristic yami side. "What's wrong?"
YamiM charged in, and skidded to a stop in front of Bakura. "Let me see him!" he yelled. Bakura blinked.
"Why?"
"There is justice to be had!"
"YamiM, Nothing happened!" Malik yelled, as he ran in after him. Then he ran into YamiM's back. Pushing them both on Bakura. They all fell on Yami B as the result.
"OW!" Yami B yelped.
"Ow..." YamiM muttered, as he tried to get up. Then he blushed, seeing that he was laying on Bakura.
Tristan pursed his lips, as he gently pulled Malik off. Then tugged roughly at YamiM's shirt, pulling him off Bakura, and his yami side.
Bakura sat up, then Yami B. "Ow..." they both mumbled. Then they blinked, as Tea was filing away at YamiM's toenails.
"Is... is that normal behavior?" Bakura asked slowly.
"NO! IT ISN'T! GET HER OFFA ME!" YamiM cried, and leapt into Bakura's arms. Bakura blinked, in confusion. Obviously, he missed something.
"YamiM!" Tristan snapped.
"Ack! What!?" YamiM demanded. Then he realized who's arms he was in. Uh-oh... he quickly dodged Tristan, as the teenager lunged at him.
Yami B took this as his chance to sneak away. Which he did, with a great amount of stealth. He crept away from Bakura, and crawled towards the door.
"GET BACK HERE!" Tristan yelled, as he chased YamiM around the room.
"WHAT!? IT MEANT NOTHING!" YamiM yelled back. Then he saw Yami B creeping towards the door. "YOU!" he raced after Yami B.
"ACK!" Yami B cried, as he got to his feet, and ran out of the room. Yami M hot on his trail. Tristan ran after YamiM, as did Tea.
Malik and Bakura stood side by side, sweatdrops forming.
"I had no idea it would get this far..." Malik said, slowly.
Bakura nodded, then he smiled, faintly. "I guess we better go, too..." Malik nodded. Then they were off, following the small train of trouble.
***
"That's as dry as they're gonna get..." Yami commented, as he tossed the hairdryer aside. Yugi stepped up, and examined his uniform. Then he nodded.
"Thank you, Yami... it'll be better than cold, dripping clothes, at least..." he said, cheerfully. Yami smiled.
"HALP!"
"GET BACK HERE!"
"A PEDICURE DOESN'T HURT!"
"STOP RUNNING, ALREADY!"
"How did all this start?"
"I have no idea... Guys! Can you all calm down, yet!?"
Yami and Yugi glanced at each other. "What was that?" Yugi asked, confused. Yami shrugged, as he went to the door, and tugged it open. Only to seeYami B running towards them. And he was being followed by YamiM, then Tea. Then Tristan, Malik and Bakura.
"What's happening?" Yami asked, confused.
"Can't talk..." Yami B said, shortly, as he ran by.
"Business to take care of..." YamiM added. He ran by, as well.
"Things to do..." Tea chimed in. She raced by.
"Revenge to get..." Tristan said, curtly. He sprinted by.
"People to calm down..." Malik said, simply. He ran by, too.
"... And how're you?" Bakura asked, politely. But he didn't wait around for the answer.
"Ummm... fine..?" Yami said, slowly. An anime sweatdrop formed as he watched the small train run by. Yugi appeared by his side, then he blinked, and looked up at Yami.
"What're they doing?"
"I have no clue..." Yami furrowed his brow. Then he sighed, as he turned to Yugi, "you know I don't like to appear curious, aibou..."
Yugi smiled, in understanding. "It's alright, Yami... I wanna find out for myself, too..." he assured the former Pharoah. Yami nodded. Then he and Yugi joined the chase.
***
Joey yawned, and smacked his lips, sleepily. Hmm, he was actually pretty warm. He shrugged, and snuggled closer to the source of heat.
Kaiba yawned, and stretched his one free arm. And slowly opened his eyes. Other then the small crink in his neck, it had been a decent night's sleep. Then he froze, realizing someone was a little too close for comfort. He looked down, seeing a head of blonde hair, nestled cozily in the crook of his shoulder. A small sweatdrop formed, as Kaiba stared at him, uncertain of what to do.
Well, at least he's still dressed, Kaiba rationalized. Then he grimaced. They were both kind of damp now, because of Joey's clothes. Thankfully not the cold kind of damp. Because of the body heat it was more of an uncomforting warm kind of damp.
"Wheeler... wake up..."
Joey merely grunted, and tightened his grip on Kaiba's waist. Closing his eyes, and slowly counting to ten, Kaiba managed to keep his temper in check.
"Wheeler!"
"... Ten more minutes..." Joey mumbled.
Kaiba sighed, and thought for a few moments. Then he smirked, devillishly. Slowly, he gently touched Joey's face.
No response.
Kaiba traced the line of Joey's jaw with his fingertips, resulting in feathery light touches. The blonde's eyes fluttered, but still never woke up. Kaiba brushed his bangs aside, watching him intently.
That did it.
Joey's eyes flew open, and he jumped up, "WHAT'RE YOU DOIN?!"
Kaiba, with his arm now free, calmly stood up, and grabbed his shirt. "Morning, Wheeler..." he said, shortly. Then headed for the bathroom.
Joey stood there, his face red, as he struggled to slow his heart. What just happened!?
CRASH!
Joey spun around.
"What the..!?"
Yami B raced, in, followed by YamiM, Tristan and Tea... then Bakura and Malik ran in. And Yami and Yugi were last.
"What're you all doin!?" Joey asked, in confusion.
Yugi blinked, "Joey, what's wrong?"
Joey blinked, "huh?"
Tea raised an eyebrow, "why's your face red?"
"Me!? Red!? I ain't red!" Joey spat. But his voice cracked, leaving the small group unconvinced. Joey fidgeted, and quickly changed the subject.
"What's goin on..? Tea, what's with the nailfile...?"
Tea shrugged, then pointed at YamiM, "I was gonna give him a pedicure..."
YamiM glared at her, "WHY WOULD I WANNA PEDICURE!?"
"Same reason you wanted a perm, I would guess..." Tristan muttered, still mildy peeved at the Egyptian. YamiM glared at him.
Joey pursed his lips, noticing YamiM's (not as) curly hair. "What's goin on?" he asked again.
Yami B shrugged, "YamiM just came into me and Malik's rooms... we were in a somewhat compromising position, and he kind of flew off the handle..."
"Why would you run into their room?" Joey asked YamiM, confused.
YamiM pointed at Tea, while hiding behind Malik, "she's insane! First she curled my hair in my sleep! Now she's trying to give me a pedicure... WHAT WOULD I WANT WITH A PEDICURE!?"
"It's relaxing, and the results are pretty..." Tea retorted. Joey scratched the back of his head, still looking confused. "Bakura and Malik, what're you doin here..?"
"Trying to prevent bloodshed..." Bakura said, with a shrug. He was lightly holding onto Tristan's sleeve.
Malik shrugged, too. "I wanted to see what would happen..."
"Yami and Yuge?"
Yami shrugged. "Curiousity got the better of... me..." Yugi said, with a sheepish smile. Yami smiled at his aibou.
Joey blinked, "okay... never mind... I think I got it all..."
"Now we have a few questions..." Tristan said, slowly.
"Huh?"
"Why're you all red?" Everyone asked, eyeing him suspiciously. Joey blinked.
"And what were you and Kaiba up to, all night?" They asked. Joey fidgeted.
"And was he good!?" Tea asked, eagerly.[3]
Everyone but Tea fell over. "ACK!"
***
After about half an hour, everyone was outside, ready to go. Their hair still wet from their showers, and their clothes rumpled. But other then that, they looked presentable enough to be in public.
And everyone soon forgot about the whole Kaiba/Joey thing.
"Well!? Why won't you tell me!? Please! I won't tell a soul!!!" Tea pleaded.
Well, almost everyone.
"Then what's with the tape recorder?!" Joey snapped.
"Uhhhh, references..?"
"Alright... let's start walking..." Yugi called, then he started walking ahead. Everyone followed.
"Go bug Kaiba!" Joey yelled, and ran ahead to walk with Yugi, Tristan and Bakura.
"Hey!" Tea protested. Then she grinned at Kaiba.
"Say one word, and I'll be forced to hurt you..." Kaiba muttered. Then he quickened his pace, and walked closer to Yami and Yami B.
"YOU GUYS..!" Tea whined. Then she sighed, in defeat, and decided to let it go.
For now.
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[1] I have no idea who that belongs to, but I'm certain it's not me .
[2] *blinks* is there such a thing... well, just in case, not mine! ^_^
Nanaki: paranoid, no? XD *gets hit with a foam bat* ack! .O
[3] hey, gotta have a hentai every now and then, right? ^_^()
Nanaki: YOU BET! *gets hit with the foam bat, again* erk! .O
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Kaiba: *blinks*
Nanashi: *blinks*
Nanaki: *blinks twice*
Kaiba&Nanashi: show off...
Nanaki: *giggles*