CHAPTER FIFTEEN: NATIONAL TOMB RAIDER DAY
Christmas passed uneventfully. Seto, to his disappointment, did not discover Ryou and Raven doing anything inappropriate. Each of them was anticipating (or dreading) National Tomb Raider Day, on December 31st. Malik and Marik had been invited. Bakura, being the only one who had ever heard of the holiday (if it even existed, which Yami privately doubted), made all plans. "We're allowed to be evil," he said, "And you, Yami, you can be evil too, since you're an Egyptian Yami even if you're a Pharaoh."
"Thanks ever so," Yami had replied.
Finally the night had arrived. Raven had arrived, and was with Ryou in his room. Seto was being confined downstairs. The doorbell rang. "That's probably Malik!" Bakura said, dashing to the doorway.
"Which one?" Seto asked.
"What?"
"I mean, they're both Maliks."
"Um, I guess we call one Marik and the other one Malik."
"Hello, Bakura," Marik said with Malik close behind.
"Do you have some food?" Malik asked.
Yami had been warned about the behavior of Malik and his Yami. He also had been instructed in how to reply.
"Only if you ask in a polite way, not in your normal barbaric, crude, uncouth manner of speaking."
Ryou, who had entered with Raven a few seconds earlier, looked shocked.
"Fine, fine. Please get some food. If you don't I will rip out your tongue. Then I will take those beautifully gelled hair spikes of yours and stab them into your stomach. I will bend your fingers backwards until they break and put your toes through a paper shredder. I will holepunch your shins and I will staple your ears to your head. Then, I will."
Yami cheerfully tuned him out and went to get the platter of cookies. Bakura had mentioned that they ate a lot, so he'd bought two dozen large boxes of cookies which were quickly demolished.
Malik had brought a present for Joey and Tristan when they got home. It was, typically, dog biscuits. The box said they were filled with mixed nuts. Malik had filled them with gravel.
After about five minutes of endured insults and obscenities, Yami had prudently suggested that Raven and Ryou go upstairs.
Seto had locked himself in the bathroom with his laptop. Yami was considering doing the same (although hopefully in a different bathroom).
Yami had sealed the kitchen off from the living room, where the Maliks and Bakura were discussing the best way to desecrate graves. There was a back stairway to the bedrooms upstairs (and Seto's bathroom). He took a tray of brownies from the night before out of the fridge and carried them upstairs. He flopped on his bed, took up a 1000 page fantasy book out of his bookshelf and then regretfully decided to share the brownies. He knocked on Ryou's door and opened it.
Ryou was sitting on his bed, reading, with Raven next to him. As they were both reading the same book, Raven was snuggled up next to Ryou. Yami put the brownies down.
"Hello," Ryou said, oblivious.
"Am I interrupting anything?" Seto said from the doorway.
Leaving as Seto walked into the room, Yami stuck out a foot and tripped him.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
Yami gave him a Look and left. Sulking, Seto followed.
"Well?" Raven said to Ryou as the door closed, snatching a brownie.
Ryou grinned, put an arm around Raven and resumed reading the book.
*
"Uh Yami, we have this little problem," Seto said the next morning in the living room.
"What?"
"Well, you got an email."
"How do you know?"
Seto actually looked surprised. "Didn't you know? I hacked into your account months ago."
Yami looked up from his book. "What happened to privacy?"
"It's out of date. You know, all those old-fashioned concepts - privacy, honor, kindness - they just aren't used anymore."
"Were you going to say anything important?"
"Anyway, you got this email from the Fushigi-Yuugi characters. They want to come over sometime."
Yami looked up in shock. "Here?"
Seto nodded.
"Do you know what they would do?"
"Actually I think it's a good idea."
"You would," Bakura said from the steps. "After all, Nuriko must really like you."
Bakura nimbly dodged the laptop thrown at his head. The laptop tumbled to the ground and at the last minute sprouted blue wings and flapped back to Seto.
"New upgrade?" Bakura looked strangely at the computer.
Seto nodded proudly.
"What were you saying about the Fushigi-Yuugi characters?" Ryou asked. He seemed disappointed not to have any holidays to invite Raven over for. Oh, well, Valentine's Day was soon.
"They're coming over," Yami said in annoyance. "I take it you already sent them an email?"
"Umm."
"I thought so. When?"
"Tomorrow."
"Seto Kaiba I am going to get you for this."
"Really?" Seto said with interest. "When?"
"If you two are going to act gay again I'm going upstairs," Bakura commented.
That time it was Yami's book that sailed through the air at Bakura's head. He caught the book deftly and threw it back to Yami.
"Are you gay?" Seto asked the tomb raider with typical bluntness.
Bakura actually blushed.
"I've never seen you blush before, Bakura," Ryou said, bouncing downstairs. "Say, what do you think of a Valentine's Day party?"
Christmas passed uneventfully. Seto, to his disappointment, did not discover Ryou and Raven doing anything inappropriate. Each of them was anticipating (or dreading) National Tomb Raider Day, on December 31st. Malik and Marik had been invited. Bakura, being the only one who had ever heard of the holiday (if it even existed, which Yami privately doubted), made all plans. "We're allowed to be evil," he said, "And you, Yami, you can be evil too, since you're an Egyptian Yami even if you're a Pharaoh."
"Thanks ever so," Yami had replied.
Finally the night had arrived. Raven had arrived, and was with Ryou in his room. Seto was being confined downstairs. The doorbell rang. "That's probably Malik!" Bakura said, dashing to the doorway.
"Which one?" Seto asked.
"What?"
"I mean, they're both Maliks."
"Um, I guess we call one Marik and the other one Malik."
"Hello, Bakura," Marik said with Malik close behind.
"Do you have some food?" Malik asked.
Yami had been warned about the behavior of Malik and his Yami. He also had been instructed in how to reply.
"Only if you ask in a polite way, not in your normal barbaric, crude, uncouth manner of speaking."
Ryou, who had entered with Raven a few seconds earlier, looked shocked.
"Fine, fine. Please get some food. If you don't I will rip out your tongue. Then I will take those beautifully gelled hair spikes of yours and stab them into your stomach. I will bend your fingers backwards until they break and put your toes through a paper shredder. I will holepunch your shins and I will staple your ears to your head. Then, I will."
Yami cheerfully tuned him out and went to get the platter of cookies. Bakura had mentioned that they ate a lot, so he'd bought two dozen large boxes of cookies which were quickly demolished.
Malik had brought a present for Joey and Tristan when they got home. It was, typically, dog biscuits. The box said they were filled with mixed nuts. Malik had filled them with gravel.
After about five minutes of endured insults and obscenities, Yami had prudently suggested that Raven and Ryou go upstairs.
Seto had locked himself in the bathroom with his laptop. Yami was considering doing the same (although hopefully in a different bathroom).
Yami had sealed the kitchen off from the living room, where the Maliks and Bakura were discussing the best way to desecrate graves. There was a back stairway to the bedrooms upstairs (and Seto's bathroom). He took a tray of brownies from the night before out of the fridge and carried them upstairs. He flopped on his bed, took up a 1000 page fantasy book out of his bookshelf and then regretfully decided to share the brownies. He knocked on Ryou's door and opened it.
Ryou was sitting on his bed, reading, with Raven next to him. As they were both reading the same book, Raven was snuggled up next to Ryou. Yami put the brownies down.
"Hello," Ryou said, oblivious.
"Am I interrupting anything?" Seto said from the doorway.
Leaving as Seto walked into the room, Yami stuck out a foot and tripped him.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
Yami gave him a Look and left. Sulking, Seto followed.
"Well?" Raven said to Ryou as the door closed, snatching a brownie.
Ryou grinned, put an arm around Raven and resumed reading the book.
*
"Uh Yami, we have this little problem," Seto said the next morning in the living room.
"What?"
"Well, you got an email."
"How do you know?"
Seto actually looked surprised. "Didn't you know? I hacked into your account months ago."
Yami looked up from his book. "What happened to privacy?"
"It's out of date. You know, all those old-fashioned concepts - privacy, honor, kindness - they just aren't used anymore."
"Were you going to say anything important?"
"Anyway, you got this email from the Fushigi-Yuugi characters. They want to come over sometime."
Yami looked up in shock. "Here?"
Seto nodded.
"Do you know what they would do?"
"Actually I think it's a good idea."
"You would," Bakura said from the steps. "After all, Nuriko must really like you."
Bakura nimbly dodged the laptop thrown at his head. The laptop tumbled to the ground and at the last minute sprouted blue wings and flapped back to Seto.
"New upgrade?" Bakura looked strangely at the computer.
Seto nodded proudly.
"What were you saying about the Fushigi-Yuugi characters?" Ryou asked. He seemed disappointed not to have any holidays to invite Raven over for. Oh, well, Valentine's Day was soon.
"They're coming over," Yami said in annoyance. "I take it you already sent them an email?"
"Umm."
"I thought so. When?"
"Tomorrow."
"Seto Kaiba I am going to get you for this."
"Really?" Seto said with interest. "When?"
"If you two are going to act gay again I'm going upstairs," Bakura commented.
That time it was Yami's book that sailed through the air at Bakura's head. He caught the book deftly and threw it back to Yami.
"Are you gay?" Seto asked the tomb raider with typical bluntness.
Bakura actually blushed.
"I've never seen you blush before, Bakura," Ryou said, bouncing downstairs. "Say, what do you think of a Valentine's Day party?"