Disclaimer: Not mine... not theirses... not ourses... GOLLUM RULES!!!
Nanashi: *anime sweatdrops* I can tell later chapters are gonna be Gollum-oriented, now... He was created by the Great JRR Tolkien, so he's not mine...
Nanaki: yup yup! ^_^
Warnings: why keep tellin 'em!? And why call 'em warnings!? I bet that's why everyone's even here! BECAUSE there IS shounen-ai...
Kaiba: some people might not like sap...
Nanashi: *nods* exactly...
Nanaki: well is there sap?
Kaiba: *dryly* most likely...
Nanaki: ........ *gives 'em the ol' one, two* HEY PERSON!!! THE COOKIE GODS WILL HAVE YOUR SOUL! AND THE ALMIGHTY SPOON OF HENTAI WILL OPEN A CAN OF WHOOP-TUSHIE ON YA! FOR COMPLAINING ON THIS FIC!!! AND NAME- CALLING, NO LESS!
Kaiba: uhhhhhhh... that adds up to a flame, doesn't it?
Nanashi: *shrugs* I dunno... Nanaki, it's not that big a deal...
Nanaki: IF SOMEONE CALLS YOU A NAME, IT'S A FLAME, NANA-CHAN!!!
Kaiba: *raises an eyebrow* what were you called?
Nanashi: *shrugs* ..........
Nanaki: DON'T MATTER!!! NO ONE INSULTS NANA-CHAN, BUT ME! WHY READ THE FIC IF YOU HAVE COMPLAINTS!!!???
Nanashi: you're scaring people... stop it!
Nanaki: BUT...!
Nanashi: no, stop...! *sprays Nanaki with a water bottle*
Nanaki: *hisses*
Kaiba: *anime sweatdrops* let's start, that's all...
Nanashi: *nods*
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"We're not getting a single ride..." Tea grumbled, as she looked around.
"It's dark..." Bakura said, glancing around. Then he smiled, as Tristan's hand took his.
"It's cold..." Malik said, shivering.
Tristan sighed, "you got a cloak, put it on..."
"Oh yeah!" Malik put on his new cloak, them smiled, already beginning to feel content and warm.
"WHY AREN'T WE GETTING ANY RIDES!?!?" Tea hollered, jumping up and down, in frustration, as she tugged at her hair. Just then a car drove by. Tristan pursed his lips.
"Maybe because you're always doing something insane looking when a car drives by..." he suggested, wryly.
"Oh yeah..."
Bakura blinked, as his Ring started to glow. He shrugged, and allowed his yami side to come back out.
"I'M HEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEE!" he declared, after the light faded. His arms were thrown out, and his feet spread apart. A spread eagle, basically.
"He's still hyper, after all this time!?" Tea gasped. Then Malik released his yami side.
"SOOOOOO AM I!!!" YamiM declared. Then he cackled, and shoved Yami B, sending him to the ground.
"OW!" he yelped, as he landed on his rear. Then he jumped up, and yelled something at him. YamiM merely yelled something back.
Tristan, Bakura, Tea, and Malik could only stare as the yamis were yelling insults at each other, most likly in ancient Egyptian. Bakura started massaging his temples. Malik was wondering how to get them to stop.
Tristan rested his hand on Bakura's shoulder, which had a bit of calming effect. "Guys... great to have you back..." he called over the yelling. Both yamis turned to Tristan, then smiled, with pride.
"Isn't it!?" they both asked.
"Maybe you can do us a favor... the others had to run ahead of us... meaning, we're behind, and the fastest way to catch up, would be...?" Tristan extended his hand, encouraging them to finish his sentence.
"Paint?" YamiM offered.
"Baka..." Yami B grumbled, he rested his hands on his hips, looking down the road, "couldn't get a ride, huh?"
Tea pointed at Malik, "he got Yugi, Joey, Yami and Kaiba their ride, by taking off his shirt..." she explained.
"Why not do it again?" Yami B asked, already surprisingly normal. Malik glared at him, his face reddening.
"Maybe you haven't noticed the cold!?"
"Do it, anyways! I missed the first show, damnit!" YamiM said with a sigh. Malik calmly bopped him on the head with his fist.
"If I know mortals..." Yami B said, slowly. He blinked, seeing a pair of headlights coming along. Calmly, he strided out to the middle of the road.
"Yami!" Bakura cried, "get off the road!"
"Relax... he or she won't hit me..." Yami B said, with confidence. The truck was putt-putting along. Giving Yami B plenty time to jump out of its way, if it never stopped.
"Ooh! Target practice..." the driver said, grinning maniacally at the sight of the teenager in the road. Then she started to speed up. Or at least as much as her rusty bucket would let her. She stood up, hanging out the window, laughing like a lunatic
Well, this didn't look promising. "YAMI B!!!" everyone shouted.
Yami B refused to move. He placed his hands on his hips, challenging the driver to just try and hit him. The rusty bucket of a truck, sped up. The engine roared, it sounded like it was giving it all it had. But it couldn't have been going more than 40km.
The driver was jumping up and down, "FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!!" she howled.
Then the truck slowed down to a pathetic stop, exactly one foot away from Yami B.
"WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU, BETSY!?" the driver wailed. The truck sputtered, weakly, almost as if it were answering her.
Yami B smirked, and wandered to the driver's side, "I can tell you were trying desperately to stop..." he said, wryly. The driver slid back in the window, and into her seat again.
"Of course...!" she said, with a wide grin. She looked about their age. She had dark hair and eyes, and grease smears on her right cheek, and her chin. "How can I help ya? By the way, my name's Nan..."
"Hi Nan... you can help us by giving us a ride to town..."
She nodded, "on one condition..."
Yami B raised an eyebrow, then nodded, "go ahead..."
"I wanna see some kissing! I love romance, so very much!!!" she gushed, clasping her hands together. Then her truck started to roll forward. "Oh, oopsy daisy..." she turned off the truck. The truck continued to roll forward. "Oopsy daisy, again... works better if it's in Park, don't it, Betsy?" she started the truck again, and put in park. Then she turned it off.
The others merely watched her, anime sweatdrops appearing on the side of their heads.
"Kissing...?" Tea asked, slowly. "Between who?"
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm..." she leaned out the window, looking the small group over. Then she grinned, "you two look cute..." she said, gesturing at Tea and Tristan. Bakura's eyes widened, while Tea blinked. Tristan shook his head, abruptly.
"Hell no! Heh, no offense, Tea... but no..." Tristan said.
Tea shrugged, "I don't think Bakura would be happy about it, either..." she agreed, gesturing at Bakura.
"Hmmm, you have a thing for him, I'm bettin, kidd-o..." Nan declared, grinning widely at Bakura.
"You could say that," Malik said, dryly. Bakura blushed.
"I'm with him..." Tristan said, gesturing at the silver-haired boy. Bakura smiled, sheepishly, but feeling very pleased, that Tristan was so open about it. Nan blinked.
"Whatchu mean?"
"Meaning they're together..." Malik explained, examining the wooden crates in the back of the truck. He poked his finger inside, curiously. Then, "OW!!!" he yelped, whipping his hand back, his finger red and swollen. "WHAT'S IN THERE!?"
"My chickens! You quit molestin 'em!" Nan cried.
"Heh, trust me, lady... that's the last thing he'll want to do..." YamiM said, with a snicker.
"She doesn't mean it that way...!" Malik said, smacking YamiM upside his head.
"ACK!" YamiM yelped.
"Anywho, my kiss! I wanna see 'em kiss..." Nan said, clapping her hands, eagerly.
"I would never kiss a friend's guy!" Tea cried, folding her arms, stubbornly. Tristan blinked, "I would never kiss Tea, period..."
The yamis burst out laughing. Tristan shrugged, and ducked to avoid the snuff can, that Tea snatched from Nan's dashboard, to hit him with.
"HEY!" Nan protested.
"Sorry Tea... really, I just..." Tristan started to explain.
"Don't bother explaining, Tristan..." Tea said, with a sigh. "Your devotion to Bakura is very admirable..."
Bakura blinked, as did Tristan, "well yeah, but, Tea... I honestly wouldn't kiss you, even if my life depended..."
"Why not watch them kiss?" Yami B suggested, gesturing at his light, and Tristan. Nan blinked.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm... never saw one like that before..."
"You haven't...?" Tea asked, then she grinned, "you dunno what you're missing then!" she squealed. The guys all anime sweatdropped. YamiM bopped her.
"Hentai..."
"A yaoi hentai, no doubt..." Malik said, with a solemn nod.
"I-I'm not an exhibitionist..." Bakura said, blushing. Tristan smiled, finding Bakura's shyness cute. He leaned down, and whispered in his ear.
"One kiss, then we can catch up with the others..."
Bakura's blush deepened, he turned his head, to whisper back. "How do we know that piece of junk will even get us into town...? It couldn't even run my yami over... erm, heaven forbid."
Tristan laughed, softly. "It's a ride, that's all that really matters..." he murmured.
Bakura started to nod, slowly. Tristan gently ran his fingers along Bakura's jawline, stopping at his chin, then tilted his face upwards. Smiling at Bakura's embarassed expression, Tristan lowered his head, pressing his lips against Bakura's, in a soft kiss.
Tea squealed, and whipped out her camera, and started snapping picture after picture. She ran around them, snapping from every angle. Tristan and Bakura never acknowledged her, and merely went on with their kiss.
Malik and his yami were waiting patiently. Yami B was examining his fingernails, also waiting patiently. Nan was watching, wide-eyed and silent.
After a moment, they parted. Bakura smiled, shyly, while Tristan smiled back and kissed him again, for a brief second. Then he turned to Nan, "okay... your condition was met... you saw two people kiss..."
Nan continued to stare, wide-eyed, her jaw dropped.
"Uhhhhhhh... you okay?"
"THAT WAS SO KEWL!!! DO IT AGAIN!!!"
A large anime sweatdrop formed over the group.
"BUT THIS TIME I WANNA SEE THEM KISS!" Nan declared, pointing at the yamis. Both of their eyes widened.
"Huh?!" they squeaked.
"OR MAYBE THEM!" she pointed at Yami B and Malik.
"What!?"
"OR MAYBE THEM...!" she pointed at Malik and his yami.
Tea blinked, a monster had been born. "Uhhhhhhhhh... we-we-we can't..." the others started to argue.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Tea called, she ran up to Nan. "Listen, Nan... bring us to town, and I'll convince them all to kiss for you... fair?" Tea offered, making sure to keep her voice low.
"Tea... what are you promising?" Malik asked, suspiciously.
"Nothing..." Tea said, innocently. Then she turned back to Nan, "well?"
Nan blinked, then started nod, "sounds fair... alrighty then... hop in." The others smiled in relief. YamiM had the nerve to sit up front. The others all climbed in the back.
"Bite me again, you birds from hell, and I'll..." Malik growled to the crates, sitting as far away from them, as he could. Then a chicken clucked.
"WHO YOU CALLIN A CHICKEN!?" Malik snapped.
"Traumatized, Malik?" Yami B asked, sarcastically.
Malik blinked, "what gives you that idea?"
And, they were off! Er, a bit faster than they were walking at least.
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Nanashi: hmmmmmmmmm, I couldn't keep them apart for too long... I'm a sap...
Nanaki: *swoons* that kiss! So cutesy!!! *squeals*
Nanashi: I'm glad you approve... Tea...
Tea: yeah man?
Nanashi: there's lots of requests for your pictures...
Tea: yeah! ^_^ they're so cute, so cool, so... bishi-ful! *huggles her camera and film rolls* but they're not developed yet...
Nanaki: people want some, though...
Tea: *blinks* so, doubles won't be enough, huh?
Nanashi&Nanaki: probably not...
Kaiba: *blinks, receiving the picture of him and Joey kissing, and anime sweatdrops* where'd...? *frowns* it'll never be seen again! *stuffs it in his jacket pocket*
Nanaki: awwwww, Kaiba-boy! You're gonna frame it in some platinum frame, so you can have it forever! And you know it! *grins*
Kaiba: *turns red and glares at Nanaki*
Nanashi: *anime sweatdrops* there, I got that ground covered...
Nanaki: by the by, Nana-chan... who's Nan based on?
Nanashi: *blinks* who do you think...? oops, time to quit...
Nanaki: HEY!
Nanashi: *anime sweatdrops* I can tell later chapters are gonna be Gollum-oriented, now... He was created by the Great JRR Tolkien, so he's not mine...
Nanaki: yup yup! ^_^
Warnings: why keep tellin 'em!? And why call 'em warnings!? I bet that's why everyone's even here! BECAUSE there IS shounen-ai...
Kaiba: some people might not like sap...
Nanashi: *nods* exactly...
Nanaki: well is there sap?
Kaiba: *dryly* most likely...
Nanaki: ........ *gives 'em the ol' one, two* HEY PERSON!!! THE COOKIE GODS WILL HAVE YOUR SOUL! AND THE ALMIGHTY SPOON OF HENTAI WILL OPEN A CAN OF WHOOP-TUSHIE ON YA! FOR COMPLAINING ON THIS FIC!!! AND NAME- CALLING, NO LESS!
Kaiba: uhhhhhhh... that adds up to a flame, doesn't it?
Nanashi: *shrugs* I dunno... Nanaki, it's not that big a deal...
Nanaki: IF SOMEONE CALLS YOU A NAME, IT'S A FLAME, NANA-CHAN!!!
Kaiba: *raises an eyebrow* what were you called?
Nanashi: *shrugs* ..........
Nanaki: DON'T MATTER!!! NO ONE INSULTS NANA-CHAN, BUT ME! WHY READ THE FIC IF YOU HAVE COMPLAINTS!!!???
Nanashi: you're scaring people... stop it!
Nanaki: BUT...!
Nanashi: no, stop...! *sprays Nanaki with a water bottle*
Nanaki: *hisses*
Kaiba: *anime sweatdrops* let's start, that's all...
Nanashi: *nods*
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"We're not getting a single ride..." Tea grumbled, as she looked around.
"It's dark..." Bakura said, glancing around. Then he smiled, as Tristan's hand took his.
"It's cold..." Malik said, shivering.
Tristan sighed, "you got a cloak, put it on..."
"Oh yeah!" Malik put on his new cloak, them smiled, already beginning to feel content and warm.
"WHY AREN'T WE GETTING ANY RIDES!?!?" Tea hollered, jumping up and down, in frustration, as she tugged at her hair. Just then a car drove by. Tristan pursed his lips.
"Maybe because you're always doing something insane looking when a car drives by..." he suggested, wryly.
"Oh yeah..."
Bakura blinked, as his Ring started to glow. He shrugged, and allowed his yami side to come back out.
"I'M HEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEE!" he declared, after the light faded. His arms were thrown out, and his feet spread apart. A spread eagle, basically.
"He's still hyper, after all this time!?" Tea gasped. Then Malik released his yami side.
"SOOOOOO AM I!!!" YamiM declared. Then he cackled, and shoved Yami B, sending him to the ground.
"OW!" he yelped, as he landed on his rear. Then he jumped up, and yelled something at him. YamiM merely yelled something back.
Tristan, Bakura, Tea, and Malik could only stare as the yamis were yelling insults at each other, most likly in ancient Egyptian. Bakura started massaging his temples. Malik was wondering how to get them to stop.
Tristan rested his hand on Bakura's shoulder, which had a bit of calming effect. "Guys... great to have you back..." he called over the yelling. Both yamis turned to Tristan, then smiled, with pride.
"Isn't it!?" they both asked.
"Maybe you can do us a favor... the others had to run ahead of us... meaning, we're behind, and the fastest way to catch up, would be...?" Tristan extended his hand, encouraging them to finish his sentence.
"Paint?" YamiM offered.
"Baka..." Yami B grumbled, he rested his hands on his hips, looking down the road, "couldn't get a ride, huh?"
Tea pointed at Malik, "he got Yugi, Joey, Yami and Kaiba their ride, by taking off his shirt..." she explained.
"Why not do it again?" Yami B asked, already surprisingly normal. Malik glared at him, his face reddening.
"Maybe you haven't noticed the cold!?"
"Do it, anyways! I missed the first show, damnit!" YamiM said with a sigh. Malik calmly bopped him on the head with his fist.
"If I know mortals..." Yami B said, slowly. He blinked, seeing a pair of headlights coming along. Calmly, he strided out to the middle of the road.
"Yami!" Bakura cried, "get off the road!"
"Relax... he or she won't hit me..." Yami B said, with confidence. The truck was putt-putting along. Giving Yami B plenty time to jump out of its way, if it never stopped.
"Ooh! Target practice..." the driver said, grinning maniacally at the sight of the teenager in the road. Then she started to speed up. Or at least as much as her rusty bucket would let her. She stood up, hanging out the window, laughing like a lunatic
Well, this didn't look promising. "YAMI B!!!" everyone shouted.
Yami B refused to move. He placed his hands on his hips, challenging the driver to just try and hit him. The rusty bucket of a truck, sped up. The engine roared, it sounded like it was giving it all it had. But it couldn't have been going more than 40km.
The driver was jumping up and down, "FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!!" she howled.
Then the truck slowed down to a pathetic stop, exactly one foot away from Yami B.
"WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU, BETSY!?" the driver wailed. The truck sputtered, weakly, almost as if it were answering her.
Yami B smirked, and wandered to the driver's side, "I can tell you were trying desperately to stop..." he said, wryly. The driver slid back in the window, and into her seat again.
"Of course...!" she said, with a wide grin. She looked about their age. She had dark hair and eyes, and grease smears on her right cheek, and her chin. "How can I help ya? By the way, my name's Nan..."
"Hi Nan... you can help us by giving us a ride to town..."
She nodded, "on one condition..."
Yami B raised an eyebrow, then nodded, "go ahead..."
"I wanna see some kissing! I love romance, so very much!!!" she gushed, clasping her hands together. Then her truck started to roll forward. "Oh, oopsy daisy..." she turned off the truck. The truck continued to roll forward. "Oopsy daisy, again... works better if it's in Park, don't it, Betsy?" she started the truck again, and put in park. Then she turned it off.
The others merely watched her, anime sweatdrops appearing on the side of their heads.
"Kissing...?" Tea asked, slowly. "Between who?"
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm..." she leaned out the window, looking the small group over. Then she grinned, "you two look cute..." she said, gesturing at Tea and Tristan. Bakura's eyes widened, while Tea blinked. Tristan shook his head, abruptly.
"Hell no! Heh, no offense, Tea... but no..." Tristan said.
Tea shrugged, "I don't think Bakura would be happy about it, either..." she agreed, gesturing at Bakura.
"Hmmm, you have a thing for him, I'm bettin, kidd-o..." Nan declared, grinning widely at Bakura.
"You could say that," Malik said, dryly. Bakura blushed.
"I'm with him..." Tristan said, gesturing at the silver-haired boy. Bakura smiled, sheepishly, but feeling very pleased, that Tristan was so open about it. Nan blinked.
"Whatchu mean?"
"Meaning they're together..." Malik explained, examining the wooden crates in the back of the truck. He poked his finger inside, curiously. Then, "OW!!!" he yelped, whipping his hand back, his finger red and swollen. "WHAT'S IN THERE!?"
"My chickens! You quit molestin 'em!" Nan cried.
"Heh, trust me, lady... that's the last thing he'll want to do..." YamiM said, with a snicker.
"She doesn't mean it that way...!" Malik said, smacking YamiM upside his head.
"ACK!" YamiM yelped.
"Anywho, my kiss! I wanna see 'em kiss..." Nan said, clapping her hands, eagerly.
"I would never kiss a friend's guy!" Tea cried, folding her arms, stubbornly. Tristan blinked, "I would never kiss Tea, period..."
The yamis burst out laughing. Tristan shrugged, and ducked to avoid the snuff can, that Tea snatched from Nan's dashboard, to hit him with.
"HEY!" Nan protested.
"Sorry Tea... really, I just..." Tristan started to explain.
"Don't bother explaining, Tristan..." Tea said, with a sigh. "Your devotion to Bakura is very admirable..."
Bakura blinked, as did Tristan, "well yeah, but, Tea... I honestly wouldn't kiss you, even if my life depended..."
"Why not watch them kiss?" Yami B suggested, gesturing at his light, and Tristan. Nan blinked.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm... never saw one like that before..."
"You haven't...?" Tea asked, then she grinned, "you dunno what you're missing then!" she squealed. The guys all anime sweatdropped. YamiM bopped her.
"Hentai..."
"A yaoi hentai, no doubt..." Malik said, with a solemn nod.
"I-I'm not an exhibitionist..." Bakura said, blushing. Tristan smiled, finding Bakura's shyness cute. He leaned down, and whispered in his ear.
"One kiss, then we can catch up with the others..."
Bakura's blush deepened, he turned his head, to whisper back. "How do we know that piece of junk will even get us into town...? It couldn't even run my yami over... erm, heaven forbid."
Tristan laughed, softly. "It's a ride, that's all that really matters..." he murmured.
Bakura started to nod, slowly. Tristan gently ran his fingers along Bakura's jawline, stopping at his chin, then tilted his face upwards. Smiling at Bakura's embarassed expression, Tristan lowered his head, pressing his lips against Bakura's, in a soft kiss.
Tea squealed, and whipped out her camera, and started snapping picture after picture. She ran around them, snapping from every angle. Tristan and Bakura never acknowledged her, and merely went on with their kiss.
Malik and his yami were waiting patiently. Yami B was examining his fingernails, also waiting patiently. Nan was watching, wide-eyed and silent.
After a moment, they parted. Bakura smiled, shyly, while Tristan smiled back and kissed him again, for a brief second. Then he turned to Nan, "okay... your condition was met... you saw two people kiss..."
Nan continued to stare, wide-eyed, her jaw dropped.
"Uhhhhhhh... you okay?"
"THAT WAS SO KEWL!!! DO IT AGAIN!!!"
A large anime sweatdrop formed over the group.
"BUT THIS TIME I WANNA SEE THEM KISS!" Nan declared, pointing at the yamis. Both of their eyes widened.
"Huh?!" they squeaked.
"OR MAYBE THEM!" she pointed at Yami B and Malik.
"What!?"
"OR MAYBE THEM...!" she pointed at Malik and his yami.
Tea blinked, a monster had been born. "Uhhhhhhhhh... we-we-we can't..." the others started to argue.
"Wait, wait, wait..." Tea called, she ran up to Nan. "Listen, Nan... bring us to town, and I'll convince them all to kiss for you... fair?" Tea offered, making sure to keep her voice low.
"Tea... what are you promising?" Malik asked, suspiciously.
"Nothing..." Tea said, innocently. Then she turned back to Nan, "well?"
Nan blinked, then started nod, "sounds fair... alrighty then... hop in." The others smiled in relief. YamiM had the nerve to sit up front. The others all climbed in the back.
"Bite me again, you birds from hell, and I'll..." Malik growled to the crates, sitting as far away from them, as he could. Then a chicken clucked.
"WHO YOU CALLIN A CHICKEN!?" Malik snapped.
"Traumatized, Malik?" Yami B asked, sarcastically.
Malik blinked, "what gives you that idea?"
And, they were off! Er, a bit faster than they were walking at least.
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Nanashi: hmmmmmmmmm, I couldn't keep them apart for too long... I'm a sap...
Nanaki: *swoons* that kiss! So cutesy!!! *squeals*
Nanashi: I'm glad you approve... Tea...
Tea: yeah man?
Nanashi: there's lots of requests for your pictures...
Tea: yeah! ^_^ they're so cute, so cool, so... bishi-ful! *huggles her camera and film rolls* but they're not developed yet...
Nanaki: people want some, though...
Tea: *blinks* so, doubles won't be enough, huh?
Nanashi&Nanaki: probably not...
Kaiba: *blinks, receiving the picture of him and Joey kissing, and anime sweatdrops* where'd...? *frowns* it'll never be seen again! *stuffs it in his jacket pocket*
Nanaki: awwwww, Kaiba-boy! You're gonna frame it in some platinum frame, so you can have it forever! And you know it! *grins*
Kaiba: *turns red and glares at Nanaki*
Nanashi: *anime sweatdrops* there, I got that ground covered...
Nanaki: by the by, Nana-chan... who's Nan based on?
Nanashi: *blinks* who do you think...? oops, time to quit...
Nanaki: HEY!