Yugi sat in the corner with Yami, whose sugar rush was now - thankfully - over. Yami didn't look at all well. Nor did he feel it, in fact.
Yugi hugged Yami gently. "Now do you see why I try to keep you away from sugar?" he asked kindly. "I can live with your sugar rushes, but it's the lows afterwards that are the worst."
Yami mumbled an apology and cursed whoever had discovered sugar in the first place. He couldn't stop himself shaking, and he felt like he had a - what did Yugi call it? Straining to remember (which was quite difficult, since his head felt like a particularly insistent dwarven blacksmith was using it for an anvil), he dimly recalled the word had something to do with hanging. Closing his eyes, he tried deep breathing exercises to relieve the gut ache he'd now developed.
Yugi looked over to Ryou, who was lying on the floor, curled up in the foetal position and shaking. Bakura - amazingly - was trying to soothe his aibou, possibly feeling a small pang of guilt at forcing him to this stage of regression.
"How is he?" Yugi asked.
Bakura shook his head, his lips pursed together in thought. "At least he's stopped that scary humming now…" he replied. He returned to trying to soothe Ryou, with very little success. Evidently, 'Yami Jackson' had made quite an impact on the boy. Bakura glared at Yami, and a small smile touched his evil lips as he saw the suffering the mighty pharaoh was going through.
"Serves you right too," he called across the room. Yami flinched at the raised voice, and opened his eyes. He fixed them on Bakura and snarled. "If you hadn't given me that sugar, it would never have happened."
Bakura gave Yami an incredulous look, rolled his eyes and gestured in an exaggerated fashion with his arms. "Oh, and I suppose if Yugi had never introduced you to Spam we'd never be here? Come on Pharaoh, whose fault is it - yours or Yugi's?"
Yami didn't respond to this, not wishing to admit that that tombrobber no baka was right. Instead, he settled for turning his attention back to Yugi. "How long will this last?" he asked feebly, not wanting to raise his voice any louder than he could help.
Yugi smiled down at him. "I can't honestly say, it could be anything from an hour to three. It all depends on how your body reacts to it."
As if in response to Yugi's comment, Yami felt his stomach turned a triple back flip, and he put his head between his knees. He felt himself retch once, though nothing came back up with it.
Bakura looked at Yami in disgust. "Oh really, it was bad enough that you gorged yourself on all the vile Spam" he spat, indicating the large pile of now-empty Spam tins behind one of the stacks of shelves. "I mean, that stuff looks nasty enough when it's in the tin, I don't think anyone here fancies seeing it again!"
For the first time since diving behind his crate, Ryou spoke. His voice had taken on a curiously high pitch, and his eyes kept flicking open and shut apparently of their own accord as he did so. "No… not again… please… never let Yami's akki [1] near me again… not again… never again… please Ra, I can't take it… not agai -"
At that point, Ryou was silenced by Bakura's hand, which clamped itself over Ryou's mouth. He was concerned that, if his aibou kept babbling, he might descend to somewhere around Marik's level… Admittedly that could be quite interesting, but better the devil you know, ne?
Pausing for a second, Bakura gently released his hand. Thankfully, Ryou was silent again, which could only be a good sign. He turned a glare back at Yami. "Carrot no baka" he snarled, and added a mental chuckle, pleased at his new taunt.
*~*~*~*~*~*
[1] Akki = evil spirit
So how was that? Apologies for the delay in updating, but I've had a lot of assignments that could make or break my career lately, and that paperwork sucks to a phenomenal extent.
I also apologise if that chapter was a bit bland, but it's quite hard to be amusing less than 24hrs after you've been run over, ne? In case you were wondering, I have a headache, possible whiplash, a swollen elbow, a sore wrist, knee and ankle, bruised ribs and several pulled muscles. Nothing serious though! ^_^
Anyway, I noticed the review count slipped a bit on chapters 6 and 7, so *please* review this time! Constructive criticism will be accepted with delight, whilst flames shall be openly mocked at the beginning of the next chapter.
I've also got two other active stories running at the moment, one angsty\romancy series ('Short Story Series') and one totally happy fluffy tale of Yami and Yugi's first date ('First Date') so please check them out if you get time!
Oh, and one last thing... *big tackle-hug to every fan in sight* Thankyou again for reviewing previous chappies and stories! It means so much! ^_^ Bye for now!
Yugi hugged Yami gently. "Now do you see why I try to keep you away from sugar?" he asked kindly. "I can live with your sugar rushes, but it's the lows afterwards that are the worst."
Yami mumbled an apology and cursed whoever had discovered sugar in the first place. He couldn't stop himself shaking, and he felt like he had a - what did Yugi call it? Straining to remember (which was quite difficult, since his head felt like a particularly insistent dwarven blacksmith was using it for an anvil), he dimly recalled the word had something to do with hanging. Closing his eyes, he tried deep breathing exercises to relieve the gut ache he'd now developed.
Yugi looked over to Ryou, who was lying on the floor, curled up in the foetal position and shaking. Bakura - amazingly - was trying to soothe his aibou, possibly feeling a small pang of guilt at forcing him to this stage of regression.
"How is he?" Yugi asked.
Bakura shook his head, his lips pursed together in thought. "At least he's stopped that scary humming now…" he replied. He returned to trying to soothe Ryou, with very little success. Evidently, 'Yami Jackson' had made quite an impact on the boy. Bakura glared at Yami, and a small smile touched his evil lips as he saw the suffering the mighty pharaoh was going through.
"Serves you right too," he called across the room. Yami flinched at the raised voice, and opened his eyes. He fixed them on Bakura and snarled. "If you hadn't given me that sugar, it would never have happened."
Bakura gave Yami an incredulous look, rolled his eyes and gestured in an exaggerated fashion with his arms. "Oh, and I suppose if Yugi had never introduced you to Spam we'd never be here? Come on Pharaoh, whose fault is it - yours or Yugi's?"
Yami didn't respond to this, not wishing to admit that that tombrobber no baka was right. Instead, he settled for turning his attention back to Yugi. "How long will this last?" he asked feebly, not wanting to raise his voice any louder than he could help.
Yugi smiled down at him. "I can't honestly say, it could be anything from an hour to three. It all depends on how your body reacts to it."
As if in response to Yugi's comment, Yami felt his stomach turned a triple back flip, and he put his head between his knees. He felt himself retch once, though nothing came back up with it.
Bakura looked at Yami in disgust. "Oh really, it was bad enough that you gorged yourself on all the vile Spam" he spat, indicating the large pile of now-empty Spam tins behind one of the stacks of shelves. "I mean, that stuff looks nasty enough when it's in the tin, I don't think anyone here fancies seeing it again!"
For the first time since diving behind his crate, Ryou spoke. His voice had taken on a curiously high pitch, and his eyes kept flicking open and shut apparently of their own accord as he did so. "No… not again… please… never let Yami's akki [1] near me again… not again… never again… please Ra, I can't take it… not agai -"
At that point, Ryou was silenced by Bakura's hand, which clamped itself over Ryou's mouth. He was concerned that, if his aibou kept babbling, he might descend to somewhere around Marik's level… Admittedly that could be quite interesting, but better the devil you know, ne?
Pausing for a second, Bakura gently released his hand. Thankfully, Ryou was silent again, which could only be a good sign. He turned a glare back at Yami. "Carrot no baka" he snarled, and added a mental chuckle, pleased at his new taunt.
*~*~*~*~*~*
[1] Akki = evil spirit
So how was that? Apologies for the delay in updating, but I've had a lot of assignments that could make or break my career lately, and that paperwork sucks to a phenomenal extent.
I also apologise if that chapter was a bit bland, but it's quite hard to be amusing less than 24hrs after you've been run over, ne? In case you were wondering, I have a headache, possible whiplash, a swollen elbow, a sore wrist, knee and ankle, bruised ribs and several pulled muscles. Nothing serious though! ^_^
Anyway, I noticed the review count slipped a bit on chapters 6 and 7, so *please* review this time! Constructive criticism will be accepted with delight, whilst flames shall be openly mocked at the beginning of the next chapter.
I've also got two other active stories running at the moment, one angsty\romancy series ('Short Story Series') and one totally happy fluffy tale of Yami and Yugi's first date ('First Date') so please check them out if you get time!
Oh, and one last thing... *big tackle-hug to every fan in sight* Thankyou again for reviewing previous chappies and stories! It means so much! ^_^ Bye for now!
