Hey y'all! Yet another chapter of doom!
Doom: did I hear my name?
No.
Doom: fine. Get yourself another muse.
WHAT?!? Not again....Yami...you'll have to say the disclaimer...
Yami: sigh Never. I will not do that again. I am scarred for life.
Well,...i guess.....Joey! You're a star in the fic, we can use you! ^^
Joey: Glad ta'! Dilanda does not own Yu-Gi-Oh because she is currently locked in a white padded room, where there are chains on the door and she has no hope of ever getting out. (Hey! That's not true!) But, she does have a computer and a fridge, so she's happy. This is a nasty little Yaoi fic, and if you don't like it, you should of gotten out when she warned you in the first two chapters.
Yup! That's how it goes! ^^
Joey: Happy?
Yup!^^
Joey: Why I am in your fic? With Kaiba? You don't even like us that much. Bakura and Yugi are.
That's not true! I love you..and Kaiba in his white jacket-type-outfit- thing^^
Joey: riiiiiggghhhhtttt...
Now say thanks to everyone!
Joey: Thank you to all the reviewers of this story. Dilanda is a very humble person. Thanks to: (blank) I'm glad you like the story....here's more just for you! (and a few others....); _Blue Lagoon Loon_:Thank you! Now I have 3 people with me on their list!; _Asian Angle 12_: lots of people say this is their first story with j/s. It makes me feel so special!!:); _(blank...again)_: *ties knives to end of this chapter* more pain....just for you! Mwahahahaha!; _jade j.j_:I'll take that into consideration.....*files it away into personal fantasy drawer* --hey! You're not supposed to read that!; _r*a*d*I*a*n*y: *rubs neck* it's so nice to breath again.....*pointed glare* and the hearts! I'm floating! Whee!!! And I think I'll let you do what you wanted to do next time....as it will be perfect....yessssss...i can see it all now.....; _Lady Geuna_: I don't know if I did this right or not...but, I can say one thing! It's party time!; _Taito-kisses_: chipmunk on peed! Alright! (go check your review if you have no clue what I'm talking about) where did he pee?:); _OtakuChild_: well, here it is!; _Super Hentai_: (everytime I say your name, I wanna go: Super Hentai! TO THE RESCUE! Sorry! It just seems that way) yes. That will definitely happen! *pulls out pic of naked seto* see, I got it right here...; _Jealous Vampiress_: thanks for the sand bags! I really needed those! *pulls out Brand New Sand Bags!* haha! You can't get me now, doom! ::doom:: really? Whatch me! ::me:: oh no! run for the hills!; _Aznsillhouette247_:Thanks!:) (and I'm on your favorites list too!)
You all get stale asylum cookies! (because dilanda forgot to hand them out last time)
They were on a platter. I know at least one person found them...and I know that r*a*d*I*a*n*y will probably steal the whole plate just so she can go get sugar high....if I know her....
Joey: --;;;
*******~~~~~~~~******* Coloring Outside the Lines *******~~~~~~~~*******
~~~~Kaiba's P.O.V.~~~~
I stood in front of my large, full-length mirror that was attached to my huge walk-in closet. I had gone to the one of the expensive stores over in Tokyo. The suit that I was wearing now had cost me about 500 yen. It was black with a smooth white shirt underneath. I could have gotten one with a tie, but I figured that'd be too businessy, so I opted for the tuxedo style. I turned around, arching my head over my shoulder so that I could get a good look at my butt. I smiled. Of course it looked good.
Mokuba walked in to see me checking out my butt. He started laughing, which attracted the attention of several staff members, who all came in wondering if 'poor little Mokuba' was all right. I rolled my eyes. I loved him, but he could be so darn annoying, especially when I'm checking out my ass.
I shooed the staff out, and then shoved Mokuba out the door, closing the door behind him. There was pounding, and I heard him whine, "Big brooooottttthhhhheeerrrr....leeett mee innnnnnn!!!!" In a way, it was actually quite funny. I snorted as I walked back to my mirror to continue checking myself out.
Was that a spot?
It was! I quickly cleaned it off. It had probably been from Mokuba. I checked myself one last time and then walked out the door into the hallway. I almost ran over Mokuba, who was lying in the middle of the floor.
"What are you doing there?" I asked him.
"Waiting for you to finish being so vain." He replied, insolently.
I fumed. "Be quiet Mokuba, or I won't let you come to the party with me! Now get off the floor. You're getting your suit dirty."
"But big brotthhheeerrr...it's so uncomfortable! Why'd I have to get this one?"
"Stop whining. You can take it off when we get back home. Okay?"
"Alright..I suppose I can wear it for a while."
I shook my head. Mokuba was so weird sometimes.
We had arrived at the driveway. The chauffeur held the door open for us and we stepped into it. Inside it was lined with black leather and had those kinds of seats were they faced the ones we were sitting in. The heater was on inside because it was very cold outside.
In fact, it was plain hot inside the limo. When we got to the host's mansion, I got out and waited for Mokuba. When he didn't get out, I poked my head in.
"Mokuba, what are you doing?"
"I can't get up. I'm sticking to the leather!" He whined. That was true. When you sweat on the seats you get stuck. I reached in and slipped my arms under his arms and pulled him out.
When we had straightened ourselves out, we entered the mansion. The doorman looked up our reservation, and then led us to our table. A few minutes later, Yugi, Tristan, Joey, T'ea, and Ryou entered.
Yugi, Tristan, Joey and Ryou all had on black tuxes, similar to mine, except not quite the quality. T'ea had on a sequined dress that I could hardly believe was hers. They were seated, Joey next to me. From the look on Joey's face, I could tell that he didn't believe it was a good arrangement. Ha. Too bad for him.
Most of the conversation was centered around what was going to happen here and duel monsters. After about 10 minutes of mindless chatting, a waiter came by to take our order.
Tristan ordered first, getting a large meal. Then Yugi, and Ryou, Mokuba and then T'ea. Joey was last, as he picked out one of the largest and most expensive meals on the menu.
T'ea leaned over to me, and said, "You're going to pay for all this, right?"
My eyes opened wide. Nobody had said that they wanted me to pay.
"Hey, you invited us here, so you gotta pay." I groaned mentally. Of course. They probably only brought money for phone calls, if that.
"Fine. I'll pay. But Joey, you don't get anything else." I said, turning to him.
"What?! Why not?!?" when he turned to me, he had a strange look in his eyes, amazed that I dared to speak to him after what I had told him earlier. It was still an uncomfortable subject.
"Because what you ordered cost $75! That's a way too much money for a piece of steak and green beans."
"It's very good steak! And it's not like you don't have any money, Mr. Rich Pockets." Then he turned away, apparently lost in his thoughts.
I groaned again. I did not like to be made fun of just because I was rich. We talked some more until the food came. I had ordered a pricey soup with rice and little crackers. It had a few pieces of chicken floating around in it, but to tell the truth, it had looked a lot better in the menu.
I had just dipped one of my many spoons into my soup, when Mokuba started whining. Again. I turned to him and asked what was wrong this time.
"This tastes awful! I don't want it!" he pushed his plate away. I didn't blame him. It looked nasty.
"Well, I told you not to order the Roufolli!" The roufolli was a little ball of steamed meat that was supposed to taste like snails. Mokuba was whining some more, and I got the feeling that he really didn't want to be here.
I looked at the people sitting around the table. My expression was desperate. I needed to make Mokuba shut up, but I didn't know how. T'ea volunteered the answer.
"Here, Mokuba, would you like to share some of my food?" She pushed her plate over and handed him a fork. Mokuba nodded and thankfully started to eat some food.
After everyone had finished eating, an announcer came on to the little podium that was set up at the end of the room.
"Ahem. Attention everyone. May I have your attention! Thank you." He tapped on his stand and continued. "Thank you all for coming here tonight. As is the subject of our little get-together, I would like to thank the founder, Mr. Higashi." There was applause for some reason, and Mr. Higashi looked around the room sheepishly. "He gave us the $2 million that was needed to create this wonderful little item. The brand new Higashi Laptop 2100!"
I grew a sweat drop on the side of my head, and many others did too. They had brought us to a formal party with expensive food just so that they could effectively market some stupid laptop? How idiotic.
Beside me Joey sighed. I could tell that he thought this idea was stupid. I could tell that he thought it was stupid from the beginning from the way he had swirled his green beans in his steak sauce the whole of dinner.
As we sat there for about some odd three hours listening to the man go on about his special little laptop, I kept noticing that, for just a couple of seconds, Joey would break his mulling to glance over at me. He looked at me longer when he thought I wasn't looking. Finally, when he was staring at me for an exceptionally long time, I turned to him, staring back at him. This time he didn't break his gaze.
"Joey..." I hesitated. "Could I talk to you for a moment? Over there?" I pointed to the general direction of the bathrooms.
He cocked his head and got up. I took his answer as a yes. I walked past him so that he could follow me, so that no one would have any question as to who was the better person. All for show, though. I pushed open the bathroom door and waited for him to follow. When he came in, he didn't say a word, just went over to the sinks and washed his face.
"So what is it that you wanted to talk to me about, Kaiba?" he said, drying his face.
"I...well..." I couldn't find the words!
"Amazing. Kaiba's stuttering. You need to tell me what you want, or else I'm gonna leave." Joey was smirking now! Was it just me, or had our roles been reversed here?
How was I supposed to put my thoughts into words with him standing there like that?
"Joey, what I said yesterday, I-I.."
"you what? Was it all a joke now? All this time? And now you're going to tell me? And then laugh? Well, you know what? I've got feelings too, even if you think I'm some poor whimpering puppy dog!" Joey turned and ran out of the bathroom, tears streaming down his shadowed face.
"No Joey...I wanted to tell you that it was true.....and that....I love you...." I whispered after him.
Joey was still a mystery I had to figure out.
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OOOO! Plot twists! Don't ya' just love em?
Oh, and the roufolli thing, It's either that, or refeelgi, or something like that. I can't remember. But I had it once, and it was AWFULL!
Sorry if Kaiba's a bit OOC, but you must understand that he's just trying to figure out his thoughts.
Well, that's all for now! Please R&R! and I'm open to suggestions!
~owari~
Doom: did I hear my name?
No.
Doom: fine. Get yourself another muse.
WHAT?!? Not again....Yami...you'll have to say the disclaimer...
Yami: sigh Never. I will not do that again. I am scarred for life.
Well,...i guess.....Joey! You're a star in the fic, we can use you! ^^
Joey: Glad ta'! Dilanda does not own Yu-Gi-Oh because she is currently locked in a white padded room, where there are chains on the door and she has no hope of ever getting out. (Hey! That's not true!) But, she does have a computer and a fridge, so she's happy. This is a nasty little Yaoi fic, and if you don't like it, you should of gotten out when she warned you in the first two chapters.
Yup! That's how it goes! ^^
Joey: Happy?
Yup!^^
Joey: Why I am in your fic? With Kaiba? You don't even like us that much. Bakura and Yugi are.
That's not true! I love you..and Kaiba in his white jacket-type-outfit- thing^^
Joey: riiiiiggghhhhtttt...
Now say thanks to everyone!
Joey: Thank you to all the reviewers of this story. Dilanda is a very humble person. Thanks to: (blank) I'm glad you like the story....here's more just for you! (and a few others....); _Blue Lagoon Loon_:Thank you! Now I have 3 people with me on their list!; _Asian Angle 12_: lots of people say this is their first story with j/s. It makes me feel so special!!:); _(blank...again)_: *ties knives to end of this chapter* more pain....just for you! Mwahahahaha!; _jade j.j_:I'll take that into consideration.....*files it away into personal fantasy drawer* --hey! You're not supposed to read that!; _r*a*d*I*a*n*y: *rubs neck* it's so nice to breath again.....*pointed glare* and the hearts! I'm floating! Whee!!! And I think I'll let you do what you wanted to do next time....as it will be perfect....yessssss...i can see it all now.....; _Lady Geuna_: I don't know if I did this right or not...but, I can say one thing! It's party time!; _Taito-kisses_: chipmunk on peed! Alright! (go check your review if you have no clue what I'm talking about) where did he pee?:); _OtakuChild_: well, here it is!; _Super Hentai_: (everytime I say your name, I wanna go: Super Hentai! TO THE RESCUE! Sorry! It just seems that way) yes. That will definitely happen! *pulls out pic of naked seto* see, I got it right here...; _Jealous Vampiress_: thanks for the sand bags! I really needed those! *pulls out Brand New Sand Bags!* haha! You can't get me now, doom! ::doom:: really? Whatch me! ::me:: oh no! run for the hills!; _Aznsillhouette247_:Thanks!:) (and I'm on your favorites list too!)
You all get stale asylum cookies! (because dilanda forgot to hand them out last time)
They were on a platter. I know at least one person found them...and I know that r*a*d*I*a*n*y will probably steal the whole plate just so she can go get sugar high....if I know her....
Joey: --;;;
*******~~~~~~~~******* Coloring Outside the Lines *******~~~~~~~~*******
~~~~Kaiba's P.O.V.~~~~
I stood in front of my large, full-length mirror that was attached to my huge walk-in closet. I had gone to the one of the expensive stores over in Tokyo. The suit that I was wearing now had cost me about 500 yen. It was black with a smooth white shirt underneath. I could have gotten one with a tie, but I figured that'd be too businessy, so I opted for the tuxedo style. I turned around, arching my head over my shoulder so that I could get a good look at my butt. I smiled. Of course it looked good.
Mokuba walked in to see me checking out my butt. He started laughing, which attracted the attention of several staff members, who all came in wondering if 'poor little Mokuba' was all right. I rolled my eyes. I loved him, but he could be so darn annoying, especially when I'm checking out my ass.
I shooed the staff out, and then shoved Mokuba out the door, closing the door behind him. There was pounding, and I heard him whine, "Big brooooottttthhhhheeerrrr....leeett mee innnnnnn!!!!" In a way, it was actually quite funny. I snorted as I walked back to my mirror to continue checking myself out.
Was that a spot?
It was! I quickly cleaned it off. It had probably been from Mokuba. I checked myself one last time and then walked out the door into the hallway. I almost ran over Mokuba, who was lying in the middle of the floor.
"What are you doing there?" I asked him.
"Waiting for you to finish being so vain." He replied, insolently.
I fumed. "Be quiet Mokuba, or I won't let you come to the party with me! Now get off the floor. You're getting your suit dirty."
"But big brotthhheeerrr...it's so uncomfortable! Why'd I have to get this one?"
"Stop whining. You can take it off when we get back home. Okay?"
"Alright..I suppose I can wear it for a while."
I shook my head. Mokuba was so weird sometimes.
We had arrived at the driveway. The chauffeur held the door open for us and we stepped into it. Inside it was lined with black leather and had those kinds of seats were they faced the ones we were sitting in. The heater was on inside because it was very cold outside.
In fact, it was plain hot inside the limo. When we got to the host's mansion, I got out and waited for Mokuba. When he didn't get out, I poked my head in.
"Mokuba, what are you doing?"
"I can't get up. I'm sticking to the leather!" He whined. That was true. When you sweat on the seats you get stuck. I reached in and slipped my arms under his arms and pulled him out.
When we had straightened ourselves out, we entered the mansion. The doorman looked up our reservation, and then led us to our table. A few minutes later, Yugi, Tristan, Joey, T'ea, and Ryou entered.
Yugi, Tristan, Joey and Ryou all had on black tuxes, similar to mine, except not quite the quality. T'ea had on a sequined dress that I could hardly believe was hers. They were seated, Joey next to me. From the look on Joey's face, I could tell that he didn't believe it was a good arrangement. Ha. Too bad for him.
Most of the conversation was centered around what was going to happen here and duel monsters. After about 10 minutes of mindless chatting, a waiter came by to take our order.
Tristan ordered first, getting a large meal. Then Yugi, and Ryou, Mokuba and then T'ea. Joey was last, as he picked out one of the largest and most expensive meals on the menu.
T'ea leaned over to me, and said, "You're going to pay for all this, right?"
My eyes opened wide. Nobody had said that they wanted me to pay.
"Hey, you invited us here, so you gotta pay." I groaned mentally. Of course. They probably only brought money for phone calls, if that.
"Fine. I'll pay. But Joey, you don't get anything else." I said, turning to him.
"What?! Why not?!?" when he turned to me, he had a strange look in his eyes, amazed that I dared to speak to him after what I had told him earlier. It was still an uncomfortable subject.
"Because what you ordered cost $75! That's a way too much money for a piece of steak and green beans."
"It's very good steak! And it's not like you don't have any money, Mr. Rich Pockets." Then he turned away, apparently lost in his thoughts.
I groaned again. I did not like to be made fun of just because I was rich. We talked some more until the food came. I had ordered a pricey soup with rice and little crackers. It had a few pieces of chicken floating around in it, but to tell the truth, it had looked a lot better in the menu.
I had just dipped one of my many spoons into my soup, when Mokuba started whining. Again. I turned to him and asked what was wrong this time.
"This tastes awful! I don't want it!" he pushed his plate away. I didn't blame him. It looked nasty.
"Well, I told you not to order the Roufolli!" The roufolli was a little ball of steamed meat that was supposed to taste like snails. Mokuba was whining some more, and I got the feeling that he really didn't want to be here.
I looked at the people sitting around the table. My expression was desperate. I needed to make Mokuba shut up, but I didn't know how. T'ea volunteered the answer.
"Here, Mokuba, would you like to share some of my food?" She pushed her plate over and handed him a fork. Mokuba nodded and thankfully started to eat some food.
After everyone had finished eating, an announcer came on to the little podium that was set up at the end of the room.
"Ahem. Attention everyone. May I have your attention! Thank you." He tapped on his stand and continued. "Thank you all for coming here tonight. As is the subject of our little get-together, I would like to thank the founder, Mr. Higashi." There was applause for some reason, and Mr. Higashi looked around the room sheepishly. "He gave us the $2 million that was needed to create this wonderful little item. The brand new Higashi Laptop 2100!"
I grew a sweat drop on the side of my head, and many others did too. They had brought us to a formal party with expensive food just so that they could effectively market some stupid laptop? How idiotic.
Beside me Joey sighed. I could tell that he thought this idea was stupid. I could tell that he thought it was stupid from the beginning from the way he had swirled his green beans in his steak sauce the whole of dinner.
As we sat there for about some odd three hours listening to the man go on about his special little laptop, I kept noticing that, for just a couple of seconds, Joey would break his mulling to glance over at me. He looked at me longer when he thought I wasn't looking. Finally, when he was staring at me for an exceptionally long time, I turned to him, staring back at him. This time he didn't break his gaze.
"Joey..." I hesitated. "Could I talk to you for a moment? Over there?" I pointed to the general direction of the bathrooms.
He cocked his head and got up. I took his answer as a yes. I walked past him so that he could follow me, so that no one would have any question as to who was the better person. All for show, though. I pushed open the bathroom door and waited for him to follow. When he came in, he didn't say a word, just went over to the sinks and washed his face.
"So what is it that you wanted to talk to me about, Kaiba?" he said, drying his face.
"I...well..." I couldn't find the words!
"Amazing. Kaiba's stuttering. You need to tell me what you want, or else I'm gonna leave." Joey was smirking now! Was it just me, or had our roles been reversed here?
How was I supposed to put my thoughts into words with him standing there like that?
"Joey, what I said yesterday, I-I.."
"you what? Was it all a joke now? All this time? And now you're going to tell me? And then laugh? Well, you know what? I've got feelings too, even if you think I'm some poor whimpering puppy dog!" Joey turned and ran out of the bathroom, tears streaming down his shadowed face.
"No Joey...I wanted to tell you that it was true.....and that....I love you...." I whispered after him.
Joey was still a mystery I had to figure out.
~~~~~~~~*************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
OOOO! Plot twists! Don't ya' just love em?
Oh, and the roufolli thing, It's either that, or refeelgi, or something like that. I can't remember. But I had it once, and it was AWFULL!
Sorry if Kaiba's a bit OOC, but you must understand that he's just trying to figure out his thoughts.
Well, that's all for now! Please R&R! and I'm open to suggestions!
~owari~
