CHAPTER THREE: NAME MISPRONUNCIATIONS AND THE AFTEREFFECTS OF SUGAR
Seto sat in his chair, musing. It was Saturday morning. Ever since all the Yu-Gi-Oh characters had bought their house and decided to live together, there had been many problems. Like the time Tristan punched a hole in the water pipes with his hair .
"Yo, Seto!" Tristan said, coming up behind him.
"What?" Seto snapped. He pulled his Blue Eyes White Dragon out of a pocket and began to stroke it for reassurance - any encounter with Tristan was bound to be bad. Tristan didn't notice.
"Yumi Yagi is leaving," Tristan said blithely.
Seto turned slowly to look at Tristan. His eyes began to gleam dangerously.
"Yumi Yagi?" He asked in an evil tone.
"I mean, Yagi Yami," Tristan said, as Ryou Bakura entered.
There was a shocked silence.
"Much as I hate Yami Yugi," Seto said, stressing the Pharaoh's name, "I must admit I pity him. He has to constantly endure your idiocy."
"Yo, dude, cool it!" Joey said, coming up behind Tristan.
Ryou prudently restrained Seto. "Did you have a message, Tristan, or did you just come here for . general conversation?"
Seto's eyes were glowing red. His Sennen Eye was clearly visible.
"Anyway, the Pharaoh dude is leaving for the hospital to pick up Yami Bukara," Tristan said, "and he wanted to know if you were coming."
Seto quickly reached up behind him and grabbed Ryou, holding him in place. Ryou was muttering, "Yami, I need you to kill someone for me. Just a special favor, please?"
Enter Yami Yugi.
"Seto, Ryou," Yami Yugi said sharply, noticing the evil look on Ryou's face, "come with me. Joey, Tristan, Téa, stay here."
"Why can't I come?" Téa asked petulantly, emerging from her upstairs bedroom and leaning over the balcony.
For the third time, a stunned silence descended.
"What," Joey said finally, "are you wearing?"
Téa looked down at the bikini. "Oh, I'm going to the beach. Could you drop me off, Yami?" She asked.
"No. Coming, Seto, Ryou?" Yami walked toward the door, car keys in hand. (Incidentally, he had a large black car. Very, very black.)
"But, Yaaaammmi!" Téa whined.
Yami rolled his eyes at Seto, who grinned evilly. Ryou came up behind them and whispered in Yami's ear for a moment. The Pharaoh smiled and turned to Téa. "All right, come along, but you have to put on some more clothes," he added.
"All right, I'll just take them off when I get there," she said, pulling on a T-shirt.
"Not all of them, I hope," Seto said, smirking.
"Seto!" Téa said in shock. Yami beckoned Seto and Ryou out to the car. Getting in the driver's seat, he turned on the car. The clock blinked the time: 10:57 AM.
"I could drive," Seto offered. Yami gave him a withering look. "No way!"
"Hey," Seto protested, "It's not my fault!"
"I'm not letting either of you drive. Ryou drives at five miles an hour and you have almost as bad of a case of road rage as Yami Bakura does."
Téa opened the car door. Apparently not satisfied with the T-shirt, she had changed into a normal shirt and a tight skirt. "Slightly better," Ryou said from the front seat - he insisted on sitting in the front instead of behind with Seto and Téa. He said it was because he wanted to look out the window. In reality, he just didn't want to be that close to Seto or Tea.
Yami drove down to the nearby beach and waited while Téa got out. As she left, Seto called out a last question: "Who're you going with?"
"Max," she said cheerfully, running down to the beach.
Yami had been about to start the car again when he froze. He then exchanged meaningful glances with Ryou and Seto.
"Please tell me," he said, "that I did not hear what I think I heard."
Seto looked very odd. His eyes were shooting red sparks.
"Calm down, you guys," Ryou said soothingly (being the only one in the car who did not have homicidal instincts). "Let's just go get my Yami, OK?"
Yami took several deep breaths and headed for the hospital. When they arrived, Yami Bakura was leaning against the outside wall, glaring even more ferociously than usual.
Ryou timidly peeked out of his slightly open door.
"Hello, Yami Bakura," Seto said pleasantly, walking up to Yami Bakura.
Yami Yugi got out of the car (leaving Ryou inside) and walked up beside Seto. "Yeah, come on, let's go."
Yami Bakura faked a smile. It looked more like he was baring his teeth before he bit someone. Seto backed away. "I need to talk to you," Yami Bakura said with false cheerfulness, steering them toward the car. After a silent yet furious argument, Yami Yugi sat in the driver's seat, with Ryou next to him and Seto and Yami Bakura in the middle seat.
"Was there something?" Yami asked Bakura.
Bakura vehemently recited a long line of curses, which will not be repeated here. This document may fall into the hands of small children.
"Yami," Ryou interrupted, doing puppy eyes (which not even Bakura could resist.)
"Yes, Ryou? I'm kind of busy," Bakura said.
"Téa is going out with Pegasus, did you know?"
Bakura began to breathe very heavily. His eyes were glowing dangerously and his fingers twitched spastically.
"Just calm down, Bakura," Seto said as Yami started the car. "We'll explain later."
Still glaring, Bakura pulled on his seat belt and waited. "Well?"
"They're at the beach," Yami reported.
"Well, let's go home first. We'll give you some food - no sugar, though."
Bakura smiled. "Actually, that was really fun. I had a reason to be even more sadistic than usual."
Yami looked at him incredulously. "You mean you did that on purpose?!?"
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Thanks for all reviews . and also thanks to my sister whose terrifyingly hyper reactions to sugar gave me inspiration to write this!
THANK YOU! *bounces toward door*
Seto sat in his chair, musing. It was Saturday morning. Ever since all the Yu-Gi-Oh characters had bought their house and decided to live together, there had been many problems. Like the time Tristan punched a hole in the water pipes with his hair .
"Yo, Seto!" Tristan said, coming up behind him.
"What?" Seto snapped. He pulled his Blue Eyes White Dragon out of a pocket and began to stroke it for reassurance - any encounter with Tristan was bound to be bad. Tristan didn't notice.
"Yumi Yagi is leaving," Tristan said blithely.
Seto turned slowly to look at Tristan. His eyes began to gleam dangerously.
"Yumi Yagi?" He asked in an evil tone.
"I mean, Yagi Yami," Tristan said, as Ryou Bakura entered.
There was a shocked silence.
"Much as I hate Yami Yugi," Seto said, stressing the Pharaoh's name, "I must admit I pity him. He has to constantly endure your idiocy."
"Yo, dude, cool it!" Joey said, coming up behind Tristan.
Ryou prudently restrained Seto. "Did you have a message, Tristan, or did you just come here for . general conversation?"
Seto's eyes were glowing red. His Sennen Eye was clearly visible.
"Anyway, the Pharaoh dude is leaving for the hospital to pick up Yami Bukara," Tristan said, "and he wanted to know if you were coming."
Seto quickly reached up behind him and grabbed Ryou, holding him in place. Ryou was muttering, "Yami, I need you to kill someone for me. Just a special favor, please?"
Enter Yami Yugi.
"Seto, Ryou," Yami Yugi said sharply, noticing the evil look on Ryou's face, "come with me. Joey, Tristan, Téa, stay here."
"Why can't I come?" Téa asked petulantly, emerging from her upstairs bedroom and leaning over the balcony.
For the third time, a stunned silence descended.
"What," Joey said finally, "are you wearing?"
Téa looked down at the bikini. "Oh, I'm going to the beach. Could you drop me off, Yami?" She asked.
"No. Coming, Seto, Ryou?" Yami walked toward the door, car keys in hand. (Incidentally, he had a large black car. Very, very black.)
"But, Yaaaammmi!" Téa whined.
Yami rolled his eyes at Seto, who grinned evilly. Ryou came up behind them and whispered in Yami's ear for a moment. The Pharaoh smiled and turned to Téa. "All right, come along, but you have to put on some more clothes," he added.
"All right, I'll just take them off when I get there," she said, pulling on a T-shirt.
"Not all of them, I hope," Seto said, smirking.
"Seto!" Téa said in shock. Yami beckoned Seto and Ryou out to the car. Getting in the driver's seat, he turned on the car. The clock blinked the time: 10:57 AM.
"I could drive," Seto offered. Yami gave him a withering look. "No way!"
"Hey," Seto protested, "It's not my fault!"
"I'm not letting either of you drive. Ryou drives at five miles an hour and you have almost as bad of a case of road rage as Yami Bakura does."
Téa opened the car door. Apparently not satisfied with the T-shirt, she had changed into a normal shirt and a tight skirt. "Slightly better," Ryou said from the front seat - he insisted on sitting in the front instead of behind with Seto and Téa. He said it was because he wanted to look out the window. In reality, he just didn't want to be that close to Seto or Tea.
Yami drove down to the nearby beach and waited while Téa got out. As she left, Seto called out a last question: "Who're you going with?"
"Max," she said cheerfully, running down to the beach.
Yami had been about to start the car again when he froze. He then exchanged meaningful glances with Ryou and Seto.
"Please tell me," he said, "that I did not hear what I think I heard."
Seto looked very odd. His eyes were shooting red sparks.
"Calm down, you guys," Ryou said soothingly (being the only one in the car who did not have homicidal instincts). "Let's just go get my Yami, OK?"
Yami took several deep breaths and headed for the hospital. When they arrived, Yami Bakura was leaning against the outside wall, glaring even more ferociously than usual.
Ryou timidly peeked out of his slightly open door.
"Hello, Yami Bakura," Seto said pleasantly, walking up to Yami Bakura.
Yami Yugi got out of the car (leaving Ryou inside) and walked up beside Seto. "Yeah, come on, let's go."
Yami Bakura faked a smile. It looked more like he was baring his teeth before he bit someone. Seto backed away. "I need to talk to you," Yami Bakura said with false cheerfulness, steering them toward the car. After a silent yet furious argument, Yami Yugi sat in the driver's seat, with Ryou next to him and Seto and Yami Bakura in the middle seat.
"Was there something?" Yami asked Bakura.
Bakura vehemently recited a long line of curses, which will not be repeated here. This document may fall into the hands of small children.
"Yami," Ryou interrupted, doing puppy eyes (which not even Bakura could resist.)
"Yes, Ryou? I'm kind of busy," Bakura said.
"Téa is going out with Pegasus, did you know?"
Bakura began to breathe very heavily. His eyes were glowing dangerously and his fingers twitched spastically.
"Just calm down, Bakura," Seto said as Yami started the car. "We'll explain later."
Still glaring, Bakura pulled on his seat belt and waited. "Well?"
"They're at the beach," Yami reported.
"Well, let's go home first. We'll give you some food - no sugar, though."
Bakura smiled. "Actually, that was really fun. I had a reason to be even more sadistic than usual."
Yami looked at him incredulously. "You mean you did that on purpose?!?"
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Thanks for all reviews . and also thanks to my sister whose terrifyingly hyper reactions to sugar gave me inspiration to write this!
THANK YOU! *bounces toward door*