Asuka02RedEva
serenitymoon@lycos.com
disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi Oh! or any of the characters used in this fic. the fic, however, is mine so please do not steal. thank you.
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Hi all, I originally had a different story line for this chapter, however, being tired and worn out I had to change it to something that I could actually accomplish without it taking too long. So I hope that you still enjoy it. Chapter 4 will be more amusing because I've gotten some insight from a few readers. Anyways, hope you like it, please review, tell me what you liked, didn't, or would like to see. Have a great day!
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Seto was very confused as he continued to watch the priests rush around in their chambers; hustling and bustling, trying to find just the right attire to wear for such a special night.
Again, his hat slid down over his eyes. "Sir?" he asked, reaching his hand up to fix his hat; the sleeves of his outfit longer than his arms.
"Yes?" replied the head priest, fixing his hair slightly.
"What is the purpose of this gathering tonight?"
The remaining priests moved closer to Seto; each one huddled together as if holding some big secret. A cheshire cat face on each.
Seto sweatdropped, anticipating the "blow"...
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"No."
"But young prince, you must---"
"NO."
"Now, don't be like that, just put on---"
"N.O. spells???"
The servant sweatdropped, obviously he was related to Jou because it took him long enough to answer the question (don't sign Jou up for the next spelling bee).
"...Um...no?"
"Very good. Now shoo, I have things to do." replied the young prince arms crossed in front of his chest.
"...Your highness, I'm afraid you have left me no choice. Your father gave me orders to have you attend this gathering at all costs."
The young prince's eyes widened...
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"What?!" yelled Seto before a priest covered his mouth with his (the priest's) hand.
"Quiet, young one. You see, the Pharaoh is tired of his son objecting to every female he is betrothed to."
Seto sweatdropped as the priest slowly removed his hand from his (Seto's) mouth.
"But I don't---"
"Yes, yes. I know what you're thinking. The Pharaoh DID challange his son to a game of senet (similiar to backgammon; 2 players race each other to the other end of the board, tossing painting sticks). And we are all too aware of what the stakes to that particular game were; should the Pharaoh lose the young prince would not have to be betrothed, until he was ready. However, should the young prince lose, his father would see to it that his son were betrothed before the sun set that very day." he sighed, shaking his head sadly. "Unfortunately, the Pharaoh lost to his son..."
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~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"I win! I win!"
See the young prince jumping up and down, smirking at his dumfounded father who could not believe he lost to a five year old (one who had never even played the game before).
"Ra! Not again! One more game, my son?" the Pharaoh asked, obviously embarrassed that he had lost for the...
"Hmmm....that makes five games in a row that you have lost, father...so..." he placed his index finger on his chin thoughtfully thinking it over "...I think...NOT."
...And the Pharaoh watched as his son ran off...
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Of course this didn't suprise Seto in the least...hell, he knew the prince better than anyone...
"But I still don't---"
"Understand the purpose of the gathering, and I was just about to get to that part, young one. You see, the Pharaoh is not the sort of man to give up so easily; he has invited a number of potential young ladies to the palace tonight."
All that ran through Seto's young mind was a room full of girls...who would want to do what??? GIRL things of course!!!
"Why?!" he blurted out, the thought almost too much for him to bare.
"The first young girl the prince is taken with will be his betrothed."
Seto was now even more confused than he had been before he had asked his question (see little question marks floating around his head).
"But SIR, what DOES betrothed mean???"
The priest blinked and then sweatdropped...
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"What the hell is this?!" yelled Kaiba.
Unfortunately, for Yami he was the only one who had to endure Kaiba's...hmmm....constant...oh hell, no way around it, bitching.
"Well," began Yami, his cocky "I'm a smart ass" attitude shining through, "it would appear to be a gathering of some sort."
"That is NOT what I meant and you know it!"
Yami sweatdropped and sighed. 'Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer, Kaiba.' he thought to himself.
"How the hell are we supposed to get in there?" he asked, looking rather put out, and Yami's smirk wasn't helping either.
"...Obviously, Kaiba, we're in a type of spirit form, no one can see us...so isn't it obvious that we can---"
"Shut up," grumbled Kaiba, as he started toward the entrance of the palace, "You know what would be nice? Is if you just stopped talking all together."
Yami smirked as Kaiba walked up the stairs, his smirk then turned into a "bite me" look.
'Me? I'm the one doing all the talking? Not hardly. Every other sentence out of your mouth is: "This is all YOUR fault!" "Do you know this is YOUR fault?" "Let me remind you that this is all YOUR fault." One more time and so help me Ra...'
"Are you coming?! It's not like I can get the hell out of here on my own!"
'...Awww....I feel so used...how touching...' he thought as he rolled his eyes, following after Kaiba.
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"Let me go! Let me go!!!!" yelled the young prince after being tackled by the palace servant.
"Hold still! You're going to wear this outfit tonight!" replied the servant, doing his best to hold down the squirming rugrat.
"No! I don't want to wear this thing! My crazy cousin who smells bad gave it to me as a birthday present! Even the cat did not want it!"
The servant blinked, wondering if what the prince said was true. He sweatdropped, noticing a faint unpleasant smell linging on the clothing. His sweatdrop grew, as he noticed that the prince was gone.
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'...That's it, may Anubis has mercy on your soul...' he sighed, hiding under his bed, 'if I HAVE to go to this gathering of father's then fine, at least let me pick out my own attire...' he blinked, lifting up his hand, 'EEEEEEEEEW!!!! Who let the cat in MY room again?! Sacred animals or not, what I just stuck my hand in sure is NOT sacred!'
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All the priests were gathered around Seto, trying to get him ready for the gathering as quickly as possible, while the head priest was stuck answering the "difficult" question.
"Well you see, young one," the head priest began, "the young prince will some day rule over all of Egypt."
Seto nodded in reply, so far he was following. He already knew that his prince and best friend would become Pharaoh one day, not a problem...go on...
"He will be the ruler of all Egypt and it will be very important to..." he took a moment to think about how exactly to word it, "carry on the family line."
A few of the priests snickered quietly. Unfortunately, it was not quietly enough because the head priest gave them "THE" look. They smiled nervously and went back to getting ready.
"Carry on the family line???" again the question marks were starting to float around Seto's head.
"...What I mean to say, my boy, is that our young prince must have heirs to the thrown..."
Seto sweatdropped and face faulted at the thought of multiple little prince's running around...all like his friend...the horror, in deed...
"...And in order to do so, he will need a bride...do you understand?"
"...I believe so," began Seto slowly, "...So our prince is going to have children some day..."
"Yes, that is correct..."
"...And he is going to have a bride...and this bride is a girl???"
"Very good."
"....But girls...." It dawned on him. All the girls he knew (between the ages of five and seven mind you ^.^), did nothing but boss around boys like himself, annoy boys like himself, and...expect boys like himself to do "girlie" things. ...And now his best friend, had to endure this torture EVERY day???? ...Oh, the inhumanity...
"Well, come along, Seto. We are expected to be at the gathering soon."
"....Alright, Sir...." he replied following after the priests. '...I have to warn him...'
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After the prince had been caught...yet again...he was finally dressed in an outfit that he found to be "alright" so to speak; not like he really wanted to go to the lame old gathering his father had planned anyways.
The servant who accompanied the prince to the grand room where the gathering would be held, looked completely wiped. Who knew that a five year old could be so much trouble?
"...None of the other children were ever so bad...," he muttered to himself, a little wmuttered to himself, a little wd looking up at him.
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The Pharaoh had started to allow his guests to enter the palace. It was as if aliens had landed in Egypt! Seto had never seen so many girls in one place. How each one giggled, smiled WAY too cutely, and how they huddled in their small groups...obviously, conspiring...
Seto gulped nervously. There was NO way he was going to let his best friend be thrown to THEM! He suddenly got an "OH NO! RUN!!!" look on his face as he saw the girls shift their attention to the prince standing next to his father...
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"...Father, I do not understand why all of these people are he--"
"Quiet, my son," the Pharaoh began trying to hide the smirk that accompanied his devious scheme, "I wish for you to be polite to our guests, they have all come to..."
The young prince arched an eyebrow, awaiting his father's explanation as to why so many people...girl's especially were here...
The Pharaoh tried to come up with a believable excuse. "...to...play games with you!"
"....To...play games...with me???"
Alright, now he may be only five years old, but what kid in their right mind is going to believe a story like---
...And the Pharaoh watched as his son ran off to find someone to play a game with...
...So any kid...BUT the King of Games...
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Seto watched nervously as the young prince bolted away from the Pharaoh and started approaching the aliens...I mean, girls...
His attention then went to the Pharaoh who was snickering quietly, and his priests who were all nodding in agreement. He then knew that the priests had been corrupted and that there was only one person to save the prince...
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Yami stood next to a pillar, watching his former self and Kaiba's former self in the large gathering room of the palace. Yami arched an eye brow, at the Pharaoh...
'...So that's what you looked like father...hmmm...must have taken after my mother in the looks department...' he arched an eye brow, noticing that the Pharaoh was snickering about something and the priests were motioning to his former self. '...I sense a set up...'
He then looked around seeing that Kaiba had still not returned.
'...Oh Ra, what the hell could be taking him so long? It's not like he had to use the bathroom...and there's no one who can see him, so I highly doubt he'll be getting directions on how to return...' he sighed, slightly annoyed, yet at the same time slightly relieved.
'...Let me weigh out the pros and cons here. Pro, don't have to listen to Kaiba's bitching. Con, have no one to talk with. Pro, is quiet. Con, too quiet. Pro, won't be taking anymore wrong turns. Con, will have no one to correct when taking a wrong turn. Pro, if Kaiba shouldn't return, life would be pretty damn peaceful in Japan. Con, would have no one to beat the pants off of in Japan if Kaiba didn't come back...'
Yami shook his head. The pros and cons were even, and after weighing them out he figured that beating Kaiba at Duel Monsters, DID give him pleasure, and if he didn't return with Kaiba then he would have to listen to all of Yuugi's friends AND Mokuba give him the riot act.
'Anzu would say "Yami, just because you don't like a person, doesn't give you a reason to leave them in the past with no way out. You should try to be FRIENDS with Kaiba." ...and then Aibou... "...Oh no, Yami, what did you do to Kaiba?! This is terrible...we can't have blood on our hands..." ...and then I would have to correct him and say "Technically, Aibou, Kaiba isn't dead he's just..." and then Aibou would have to say "How do you KNOW he's not dead???" ...well I don't know that he's not dead NOW, but when I left him he wasn't...' he sighed.
'...Jou I don't believe would really give a damn...but then again, those dog jokes are amusing...must not tell Aibou. Honda, now that's a hard one, don't really talk to Honda much...he's just...there...or he's not...doesn't duel, nope...can't really think of any reason why I would care about his comments. Next, Mokuba...would have to think up a really impressive story to tell to him. Something about how Kaiba stayed behind because only one of us could return so he wanted to be a hero....' he sweatdropped, '...will work on that...'
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Kaiba walked down the hallway...the same hallway he had walked past about three times before...
"Dammit! This is all Yami's fault!"
...Of course their prior conversation popped into his mind...
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"I don't think you should---"
"Shut up!"
"I think you're going to get---"
"I'm not going to get lost!"
"...Fine, get lost, see if I care..."
"...Again, shut up..."
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Kaiba grumbled, still insisting that this just HAD to be Yami's fault, because heaven forbid he could ever be wrong. I mean, AS IF! ^.^
He made a fist with his hand and punched toward the wall...of course his fist went right through the wall being in spirit form...
"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!!!!," he continued to yell, still going, just trying to make his fist stop going through the wall (temper, temper...tsk tsk...and I'm sure THIS is Yami's fault too ^.^() ).
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Seto grabbed his friend by the arm. Of course this was followed by a very puzzling look...
"Seto? You came to play too?"
"...Play?," Seto asked, sweatdropping.
"Yes, we are going to play a game. Would you like to play too?"
Seto eyed the lil mutants along side of his friend...each one giggled and "tee hee'd." Tee Hee, MY ass! He knew exactly what they were up to, and there was no way he was going to let that happen!
"We have to leave, NOW," began Seto as he gave his friend's arm a tug.
"What? Why do we have to go, Seto?" asked the prince, obviously quite confused.
"We just HAVE to, trust me!" he yelled in reply, still pulling the prince...which he found quite odd because the prince seemed to weigh a lot...he turned his head to find...
"ACK!" the little prince yelled out suddenly as he found three girls pulling on his other arm.
Well, Seto wasn't about to give up, so he gave another tug to his young friend's arm.
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"...Oh...Ra..." whispered the Pharaoh, rather embarrassed, as he placed his hand over the side of his face to cover his expression.
"...My Pharaoh, I do believe our prince is in quite a predicament..."
...Ya think???
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Yami still stood next to the pillar, shaking his head in awe and disbelief at the display taking place.
"...Sucks to be you..." he sweatdropped, "...no...sucks to be ME..."
"You're damn right it sucks to be you!"
Yami's sweatdrop grew as he heard that oh so familiar voice that we all know he just LOVES...
"...Oh goodie," he began, rather sarcastically, turning around with a forced "I'm so glad you're back" look, "...you found your way back."
'...Joy...' he thought, '...and to think I had already come up with a great story to tell Mokuba too...'
Kaiba then turned his attention to the display taking place...he sweatdropped with a "what the hell?" look on his face.
"Oh, yes, that. Well you see, your former self has issues, the priests and the Pharaoh are plotting something, and those females...well I do believe they are part of the scheme."
"....I see... Hey! I HAVE issues?!"
"Less talking, more watching..." Yami replied, turning his attention back to the interesting scene.
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"Seto, What's wrong?!" yelled the prince being tugged this way and that way.
"Nothing! We have to go!" he replied, pulling harder on his young friend.
The tee hee's had left and now these girls were playing for keeps, the glares and the snarles were going to start up (oh no!!!).
'Ra! They've shown their true faces! They really ARE demons!' thought Seto as he pulled harder, there was no way he was giving up now.
"Give up!" yelled the trio.
"NEVER!" yelled Seto in reply.
"...I think I'm going to be ill..." whispered the prince.
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The Pharaoh looked at the priests with a "What in Ra's name is wrong with him?!" look.
The priests were at a loss for words and could merely shrug at their Pharaoh.
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"Want to place a friendly wager?" asked Yami, with a smirk.
"You're on," replied Kaiba, already placing a bet on his former self.
"Twenty says your former self loses this match," stated Yami, watching closely.
"Twenty it is," agreed Kaiba, awaiting the outcome.
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Now of course when you say "NEVER" so defiantly, you should probably have something to back that up with...and in Seto's case...
"...Seto???" asked the prince, sweatdropping.
Seto now lay on the floor after having lost to the trio of girls...if one could call them that...
He sat up, seeing their "evil" faces, how they smiled and giggled at him, and how they swarmed around the prince like a plague of locust. And now, where there had been three, there were four...no...five....oh Ra! There were too many little demons to count! Desperate times would call for desperate measures...Seto needed help...
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"...Well it would seem as though that ordeal has ended. I expect that he will not pull a stunt such as that again?" asked that Pharaoh to his priests.
"Yes, my Pharaoh," replied the head priest, obviously quite embarrassed.
"What in Ra's name would ever possess him to do such a thing?"
"...You see, my Pharaoh...I am afraid that our young Seto may be a little confused as to the meaning of..."
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"What the hell are you doing now?" asked Kaiba, standing behind Yami, quite irritated that Yami had left him behind.
"Quiet, I'm trying to figure out what the old man and the priests are saying."
"...That old man appears to be..."
"Yes, yes....my father...big deal, don't remember him...quiet..."
Kaiba's eye twitched, we all know how much Kaiba LOVES taking orders from Yami. Just grin and bear it Kaiba...
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"Seto does not knowing the meaning of the word betrothed?"
"I am afraid that may be the case, my Pharaoh. I thought that he understood the meaning of the term, however, after seeing his display..."
The Pharaoh sighed and shook his head. "...Well, hopefully he will not cause any further problems. See how my son is associating with all the young ladies? The moment my son has shown interest to one, that girl will become his betrothed."
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"...Wow...I was only five and my father was trying to get me engaged..."
"In Egypt they started early, and it's not like any girl would want to marry you, then OR now." Kaiba stated quite smug like.
"...If you say so...let's just get going, we should probably make our way over to them and see what is going to come of this..."
"...What did I tell you about ordering me around?!"
"Then stay here," Yami started, shrugging his shoulders, "doesn't matter to me."
"Don't think you can leave me here either!"
"...Uh huh..."
Kaiba could only see Yami's hair sticking up in the crowd...
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Things were going quite nicely for the prince. He had already found lots of girls to play games with, and it was strange too...because all the girls he had ever met never wanted to play games. Sure, they wanted to play with dolls, mud pies, or "want to marry me?"...but not these girls...maybe girls weren't all that bad after all?
The prince had all of the girls lined up, so that they could each take turns playing a game with him. Wow, this was going to be SO much fun....and as the first little girl went to step up next to the prince to play her game...
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...something went flying past the prince and landed on each one of the girls...
The prince blinked as what appeared to be "tonight's special on the menu" splattered each and every girl in range.
The giggles had been replaced with: "EEEEE's" and "EEEEEK's" and don't forget "EEEEW's" or how about "My clothing!!!" or "My hair!!!" ....all those familiar cries for help...
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"...Whoa...ten says that was your former self's doing."
"I'm not betting."
"...You're a millionnaire for crying out loud..."
"...Do I HAVE stupid written on my face?"
"...Well...now that I think about it...that does look like an S...and a T...and.."
"SHUT. UP."
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Seto rushed out from behind a pillar dodging the line of fire, as he grabbed the prince by his hand and ran just as fast as his little legs would carry him.
"Seto????" the prince asked, his tone more of a "...are you ok????" "why are you holding my hand???" and "...why are we running???" one at that; all followed by nervous laughter (cuz, wouldn't you think your friend had flipped? 9 times out of 10 one would think so. if you answered no, well no cookie for you! ^.^).
"No time to explain, we have to leave before they find us!"
"...Alright....if you say so..."
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~~How Seto got his help~~**FLASHBACK**
"This is awful!"
"What's wrong young one?" asked the palace cook.
"My best friend is going to be tortured! You have to help me save him!"
"Our young prince is in danger? Did you tell the Pharaoh? What about the priests?"
"...Uh...they do not care! They are...uh....under a spell, yeah yeah...and uh...if we defeat the evil ones then they will be freed!"
Seto sweatdropped as he watched the cook get a really serious look on his face. Then something the young prince had once told him popped into his mind "Do not talk with the cook, Seto. The cook is a little...disturbed..." but had he listened to his friend? NAH....(definately a Kaiba trait ^.^).
Seto's eyes widened and his sweatdrop grew as the cook had gathered up everything in the palace cook room that could be used as ammo. The war was coming...
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Now back to the program already in progress....
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"...Oh...."
"...Don't say it my Pharaoh...just don't say it..."
"......."
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...Oh dear...one knows what happens when you cross a girl...or in Seto's case an entire ROOM full of girls...remember the movie "Planet of the Apes?" ....remember the poor guy who was with the apes? remember what happened to him? ....two words: Poor. Seto.
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"...I hope this isn't going to end badly..."
"Run! Run, damn you! Leave the prince, he's dead weight! Save yourself!"
"....Alright, I HOPE this isn't going to end well..."
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Seto's eyes went wide as he saw the entire swarm of apes..no..mutants..no...aliens..closer...GIRLS...yes that's it...gaining on him and the prince. He then found the priests running behind the girls, hell, even the Pharaoh himself was running after them.
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"...Now you KNOW he's in trouble if the Pharaoh has gotten off his fat ass..."
"...First, that's your father, and second, RUN, damn you! Leave him!"
"...So nice to know you care..." muttered Yami, sweatdropping at the display, guests fleeing for their lives.
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The prince's eyes widened too. What on earth had gone wrong? He had only wanted to play games, then Seto had freaked out, the girls were out for blood, the priests were ranting, and the Pharaoh was yelling that they'd be sent to the tombs in isolation if they didn't stop running right this minute.
...But tell this to Seto, because I don't think he was listening...
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"...Guess this party is over...we might as well go outside, something tells me they'll be along shortly...," yelled Yami over the commotion.
"Fine! But if anything goes wrong in the mean time---"
"...Yes, yes...fine...it's MY fault. Happy?" asked Yami, arching an eyebrow.
"...Yes and no..."
Yami rolled his eyes and followed Seto toward the palace entrance...
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That's it for now, again, hope you enjoyed. If not, gomen nasai! Ja Ne ^.^
serenitymoon@lycos.com
disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi Oh! or any of the characters used in this fic. the fic, however, is mine so please do not steal. thank you.
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Hi all, I originally had a different story line for this chapter, however, being tired and worn out I had to change it to something that I could actually accomplish without it taking too long. So I hope that you still enjoy it. Chapter 4 will be more amusing because I've gotten some insight from a few readers. Anyways, hope you like it, please review, tell me what you liked, didn't, or would like to see. Have a great day!
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Seto was very confused as he continued to watch the priests rush around in their chambers; hustling and bustling, trying to find just the right attire to wear for such a special night.
Again, his hat slid down over his eyes. "Sir?" he asked, reaching his hand up to fix his hat; the sleeves of his outfit longer than his arms.
"Yes?" replied the head priest, fixing his hair slightly.
"What is the purpose of this gathering tonight?"
The remaining priests moved closer to Seto; each one huddled together as if holding some big secret. A cheshire cat face on each.
Seto sweatdropped, anticipating the "blow"...
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"No."
"But young prince, you must---"
"NO."
"Now, don't be like that, just put on---"
"N.O. spells???"
The servant sweatdropped, obviously he was related to Jou because it took him long enough to answer the question (don't sign Jou up for the next spelling bee).
"...Um...no?"
"Very good. Now shoo, I have things to do." replied the young prince arms crossed in front of his chest.
"...Your highness, I'm afraid you have left me no choice. Your father gave me orders to have you attend this gathering at all costs."
The young prince's eyes widened...
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"What?!" yelled Seto before a priest covered his mouth with his (the priest's) hand.
"Quiet, young one. You see, the Pharaoh is tired of his son objecting to every female he is betrothed to."
Seto sweatdropped as the priest slowly removed his hand from his (Seto's) mouth.
"But I don't---"
"Yes, yes. I know what you're thinking. The Pharaoh DID challange his son to a game of senet (similiar to backgammon; 2 players race each other to the other end of the board, tossing painting sticks). And we are all too aware of what the stakes to that particular game were; should the Pharaoh lose the young prince would not have to be betrothed, until he was ready. However, should the young prince lose, his father would see to it that his son were betrothed before the sun set that very day." he sighed, shaking his head sadly. "Unfortunately, the Pharaoh lost to his son..."
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~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"I win! I win!"
See the young prince jumping up and down, smirking at his dumfounded father who could not believe he lost to a five year old (one who had never even played the game before).
"Ra! Not again! One more game, my son?" the Pharaoh asked, obviously embarrassed that he had lost for the...
"Hmmm....that makes five games in a row that you have lost, father...so..." he placed his index finger on his chin thoughtfully thinking it over "...I think...NOT."
...And the Pharaoh watched as his son ran off...
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Of course this didn't suprise Seto in the least...hell, he knew the prince better than anyone...
"But I still don't---"
"Understand the purpose of the gathering, and I was just about to get to that part, young one. You see, the Pharaoh is not the sort of man to give up so easily; he has invited a number of potential young ladies to the palace tonight."
All that ran through Seto's young mind was a room full of girls...who would want to do what??? GIRL things of course!!!
"Why?!" he blurted out, the thought almost too much for him to bare.
"The first young girl the prince is taken with will be his betrothed."
Seto was now even more confused than he had been before he had asked his question (see little question marks floating around his head).
"But SIR, what DOES betrothed mean???"
The priest blinked and then sweatdropped...
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"What the hell is this?!" yelled Kaiba.
Unfortunately, for Yami he was the only one who had to endure Kaiba's...hmmm....constant...oh hell, no way around it, bitching.
"Well," began Yami, his cocky "I'm a smart ass" attitude shining through, "it would appear to be a gathering of some sort."
"That is NOT what I meant and you know it!"
Yami sweatdropped and sighed. 'Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer, Kaiba.' he thought to himself.
"How the hell are we supposed to get in there?" he asked, looking rather put out, and Yami's smirk wasn't helping either.
"...Obviously, Kaiba, we're in a type of spirit form, no one can see us...so isn't it obvious that we can---"
"Shut up," grumbled Kaiba, as he started toward the entrance of the palace, "You know what would be nice? Is if you just stopped talking all together."
Yami smirked as Kaiba walked up the stairs, his smirk then turned into a "bite me" look.
'Me? I'm the one doing all the talking? Not hardly. Every other sentence out of your mouth is: "This is all YOUR fault!" "Do you know this is YOUR fault?" "Let me remind you that this is all YOUR fault." One more time and so help me Ra...'
"Are you coming?! It's not like I can get the hell out of here on my own!"
'...Awww....I feel so used...how touching...' he thought as he rolled his eyes, following after Kaiba.
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"Let me go! Let me go!!!!" yelled the young prince after being tackled by the palace servant.
"Hold still! You're going to wear this outfit tonight!" replied the servant, doing his best to hold down the squirming rugrat.
"No! I don't want to wear this thing! My crazy cousin who smells bad gave it to me as a birthday present! Even the cat did not want it!"
The servant blinked, wondering if what the prince said was true. He sweatdropped, noticing a faint unpleasant smell linging on the clothing. His sweatdrop grew, as he noticed that the prince was gone.
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'...That's it, may Anubis has mercy on your soul...' he sighed, hiding under his bed, 'if I HAVE to go to this gathering of father's then fine, at least let me pick out my own attire...' he blinked, lifting up his hand, 'EEEEEEEEEW!!!! Who let the cat in MY room again?! Sacred animals or not, what I just stuck my hand in sure is NOT sacred!'
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All the priests were gathered around Seto, trying to get him ready for the gathering as quickly as possible, while the head priest was stuck answering the "difficult" question.
"Well you see, young one," the head priest began, "the young prince will some day rule over all of Egypt."
Seto nodded in reply, so far he was following. He already knew that his prince and best friend would become Pharaoh one day, not a problem...go on...
"He will be the ruler of all Egypt and it will be very important to..." he took a moment to think about how exactly to word it, "carry on the family line."
A few of the priests snickered quietly. Unfortunately, it was not quietly enough because the head priest gave them "THE" look. They smiled nervously and went back to getting ready.
"Carry on the family line???" again the question marks were starting to float around Seto's head.
"...What I mean to say, my boy, is that our young prince must have heirs to the thrown..."
Seto sweatdropped and face faulted at the thought of multiple little prince's running around...all like his friend...the horror, in deed...
"...And in order to do so, he will need a bride...do you understand?"
"...I believe so," began Seto slowly, "...So our prince is going to have children some day..."
"Yes, that is correct..."
"...And he is going to have a bride...and this bride is a girl???"
"Very good."
"....But girls...." It dawned on him. All the girls he knew (between the ages of five and seven mind you ^.^), did nothing but boss around boys like himself, annoy boys like himself, and...expect boys like himself to do "girlie" things. ...And now his best friend, had to endure this torture EVERY day???? ...Oh, the inhumanity...
"Well, come along, Seto. We are expected to be at the gathering soon."
"....Alright, Sir...." he replied following after the priests. '...I have to warn him...'
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After the prince had been caught...yet again...he was finally dressed in an outfit that he found to be "alright" so to speak; not like he really wanted to go to the lame old gathering his father had planned anyways.
The servant who accompanied the prince to the grand room where the gathering would be held, looked completely wiped. Who knew that a five year old could be so much trouble?
"...None of the other children were ever so bad...," he muttered to himself, a little wmuttered to himself, a little wd looking up at him.
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The Pharaoh had started to allow his guests to enter the palace. It was as if aliens had landed in Egypt! Seto had never seen so many girls in one place. How each one giggled, smiled WAY too cutely, and how they huddled in their small groups...obviously, conspiring...
Seto gulped nervously. There was NO way he was going to let his best friend be thrown to THEM! He suddenly got an "OH NO! RUN!!!" look on his face as he saw the girls shift their attention to the prince standing next to his father...
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"...Father, I do not understand why all of these people are he--"
"Quiet, my son," the Pharaoh began trying to hide the smirk that accompanied his devious scheme, "I wish for you to be polite to our guests, they have all come to..."
The young prince arched an eyebrow, awaiting his father's explanation as to why so many people...girl's especially were here...
The Pharaoh tried to come up with a believable excuse. "...to...play games with you!"
"....To...play games...with me???"
Alright, now he may be only five years old, but what kid in their right mind is going to believe a story like---
...And the Pharaoh watched as his son ran off to find someone to play a game with...
...So any kid...BUT the King of Games...
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Seto watched nervously as the young prince bolted away from the Pharaoh and started approaching the aliens...I mean, girls...
His attention then went to the Pharaoh who was snickering quietly, and his priests who were all nodding in agreement. He then knew that the priests had been corrupted and that there was only one person to save the prince...
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Yami stood next to a pillar, watching his former self and Kaiba's former self in the large gathering room of the palace. Yami arched an eye brow, at the Pharaoh...
'...So that's what you looked like father...hmmm...must have taken after my mother in the looks department...' he arched an eye brow, noticing that the Pharaoh was snickering about something and the priests were motioning to his former self. '...I sense a set up...'
He then looked around seeing that Kaiba had still not returned.
'...Oh Ra, what the hell could be taking him so long? It's not like he had to use the bathroom...and there's no one who can see him, so I highly doubt he'll be getting directions on how to return...' he sighed, slightly annoyed, yet at the same time slightly relieved.
'...Let me weigh out the pros and cons here. Pro, don't have to listen to Kaiba's bitching. Con, have no one to talk with. Pro, is quiet. Con, too quiet. Pro, won't be taking anymore wrong turns. Con, will have no one to correct when taking a wrong turn. Pro, if Kaiba shouldn't return, life would be pretty damn peaceful in Japan. Con, would have no one to beat the pants off of in Japan if Kaiba didn't come back...'
Yami shook his head. The pros and cons were even, and after weighing them out he figured that beating Kaiba at Duel Monsters, DID give him pleasure, and if he didn't return with Kaiba then he would have to listen to all of Yuugi's friends AND Mokuba give him the riot act.
'Anzu would say "Yami, just because you don't like a person, doesn't give you a reason to leave them in the past with no way out. You should try to be FRIENDS with Kaiba." ...and then Aibou... "...Oh no, Yami, what did you do to Kaiba?! This is terrible...we can't have blood on our hands..." ...and then I would have to correct him and say "Technically, Aibou, Kaiba isn't dead he's just..." and then Aibou would have to say "How do you KNOW he's not dead???" ...well I don't know that he's not dead NOW, but when I left him he wasn't...' he sighed.
'...Jou I don't believe would really give a damn...but then again, those dog jokes are amusing...must not tell Aibou. Honda, now that's a hard one, don't really talk to Honda much...he's just...there...or he's not...doesn't duel, nope...can't really think of any reason why I would care about his comments. Next, Mokuba...would have to think up a really impressive story to tell to him. Something about how Kaiba stayed behind because only one of us could return so he wanted to be a hero....' he sweatdropped, '...will work on that...'
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Kaiba walked down the hallway...the same hallway he had walked past about three times before...
"Dammit! This is all Yami's fault!"
...Of course their prior conversation popped into his mind...
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"I don't think you should---"
"Shut up!"
"I think you're going to get---"
"I'm not going to get lost!"
"...Fine, get lost, see if I care..."
"...Again, shut up..."
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Kaiba grumbled, still insisting that this just HAD to be Yami's fault, because heaven forbid he could ever be wrong. I mean, AS IF! ^.^
He made a fist with his hand and punched toward the wall...of course his fist went right through the wall being in spirit form...
"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!!!!," he continued to yell, still going, just trying to make his fist stop going through the wall (temper, temper...tsk tsk...and I'm sure THIS is Yami's fault too ^.^() ).
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Seto grabbed his friend by the arm. Of course this was followed by a very puzzling look...
"Seto? You came to play too?"
"...Play?," Seto asked, sweatdropping.
"Yes, we are going to play a game. Would you like to play too?"
Seto eyed the lil mutants along side of his friend...each one giggled and "tee hee'd." Tee Hee, MY ass! He knew exactly what they were up to, and there was no way he was going to let that happen!
"We have to leave, NOW," began Seto as he gave his friend's arm a tug.
"What? Why do we have to go, Seto?" asked the prince, obviously quite confused.
"We just HAVE to, trust me!" he yelled in reply, still pulling the prince...which he found quite odd because the prince seemed to weigh a lot...he turned his head to find...
"ACK!" the little prince yelled out suddenly as he found three girls pulling on his other arm.
Well, Seto wasn't about to give up, so he gave another tug to his young friend's arm.
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"...Oh...Ra..." whispered the Pharaoh, rather embarrassed, as he placed his hand over the side of his face to cover his expression.
"...My Pharaoh, I do believe our prince is in quite a predicament..."
...Ya think???
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Yami still stood next to the pillar, shaking his head in awe and disbelief at the display taking place.
"...Sucks to be you..." he sweatdropped, "...no...sucks to be ME..."
"You're damn right it sucks to be you!"
Yami's sweatdrop grew as he heard that oh so familiar voice that we all know he just LOVES...
"...Oh goodie," he began, rather sarcastically, turning around with a forced "I'm so glad you're back" look, "...you found your way back."
'...Joy...' he thought, '...and to think I had already come up with a great story to tell Mokuba too...'
Kaiba then turned his attention to the display taking place...he sweatdropped with a "what the hell?" look on his face.
"Oh, yes, that. Well you see, your former self has issues, the priests and the Pharaoh are plotting something, and those females...well I do believe they are part of the scheme."
"....I see... Hey! I HAVE issues?!"
"Less talking, more watching..." Yami replied, turning his attention back to the interesting scene.
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"Seto, What's wrong?!" yelled the prince being tugged this way and that way.
"Nothing! We have to go!" he replied, pulling harder on his young friend.
The tee hee's had left and now these girls were playing for keeps, the glares and the snarles were going to start up (oh no!!!).
'Ra! They've shown their true faces! They really ARE demons!' thought Seto as he pulled harder, there was no way he was giving up now.
"Give up!" yelled the trio.
"NEVER!" yelled Seto in reply.
"...I think I'm going to be ill..." whispered the prince.
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The Pharaoh looked at the priests with a "What in Ra's name is wrong with him?!" look.
The priests were at a loss for words and could merely shrug at their Pharaoh.
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"Want to place a friendly wager?" asked Yami, with a smirk.
"You're on," replied Kaiba, already placing a bet on his former self.
"Twenty says your former self loses this match," stated Yami, watching closely.
"Twenty it is," agreed Kaiba, awaiting the outcome.
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Now of course when you say "NEVER" so defiantly, you should probably have something to back that up with...and in Seto's case...
"...Seto???" asked the prince, sweatdropping.
Seto now lay on the floor after having lost to the trio of girls...if one could call them that...
He sat up, seeing their "evil" faces, how they smiled and giggled at him, and how they swarmed around the prince like a plague of locust. And now, where there had been three, there were four...no...five....oh Ra! There were too many little demons to count! Desperate times would call for desperate measures...Seto needed help...
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"...Well it would seem as though that ordeal has ended. I expect that he will not pull a stunt such as that again?" asked that Pharaoh to his priests.
"Yes, my Pharaoh," replied the head priest, obviously quite embarrassed.
"What in Ra's name would ever possess him to do such a thing?"
"...You see, my Pharaoh...I am afraid that our young Seto may be a little confused as to the meaning of..."
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"What the hell are you doing now?" asked Kaiba, standing behind Yami, quite irritated that Yami had left him behind.
"Quiet, I'm trying to figure out what the old man and the priests are saying."
"...That old man appears to be..."
"Yes, yes....my father...big deal, don't remember him...quiet..."
Kaiba's eye twitched, we all know how much Kaiba LOVES taking orders from Yami. Just grin and bear it Kaiba...
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"Seto does not knowing the meaning of the word betrothed?"
"I am afraid that may be the case, my Pharaoh. I thought that he understood the meaning of the term, however, after seeing his display..."
The Pharaoh sighed and shook his head. "...Well, hopefully he will not cause any further problems. See how my son is associating with all the young ladies? The moment my son has shown interest to one, that girl will become his betrothed."
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"...Wow...I was only five and my father was trying to get me engaged..."
"In Egypt they started early, and it's not like any girl would want to marry you, then OR now." Kaiba stated quite smug like.
"...If you say so...let's just get going, we should probably make our way over to them and see what is going to come of this..."
"...What did I tell you about ordering me around?!"
"Then stay here," Yami started, shrugging his shoulders, "doesn't matter to me."
"Don't think you can leave me here either!"
"...Uh huh..."
Kaiba could only see Yami's hair sticking up in the crowd...
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Things were going quite nicely for the prince. He had already found lots of girls to play games with, and it was strange too...because all the girls he had ever met never wanted to play games. Sure, they wanted to play with dolls, mud pies, or "want to marry me?"...but not these girls...maybe girls weren't all that bad after all?
The prince had all of the girls lined up, so that they could each take turns playing a game with him. Wow, this was going to be SO much fun....and as the first little girl went to step up next to the prince to play her game...
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...something went flying past the prince and landed on each one of the girls...
The prince blinked as what appeared to be "tonight's special on the menu" splattered each and every girl in range.
The giggles had been replaced with: "EEEEE's" and "EEEEEK's" and don't forget "EEEEW's" or how about "My clothing!!!" or "My hair!!!" ....all those familiar cries for help...
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"...Whoa...ten says that was your former self's doing."
"I'm not betting."
"...You're a millionnaire for crying out loud..."
"...Do I HAVE stupid written on my face?"
"...Well...now that I think about it...that does look like an S...and a T...and.."
"SHUT. UP."
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Seto rushed out from behind a pillar dodging the line of fire, as he grabbed the prince by his hand and ran just as fast as his little legs would carry him.
"Seto????" the prince asked, his tone more of a "...are you ok????" "why are you holding my hand???" and "...why are we running???" one at that; all followed by nervous laughter (cuz, wouldn't you think your friend had flipped? 9 times out of 10 one would think so. if you answered no, well no cookie for you! ^.^).
"No time to explain, we have to leave before they find us!"
"...Alright....if you say so..."
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~~How Seto got his help~~**FLASHBACK**
"This is awful!"
"What's wrong young one?" asked the palace cook.
"My best friend is going to be tortured! You have to help me save him!"
"Our young prince is in danger? Did you tell the Pharaoh? What about the priests?"
"...Uh...they do not care! They are...uh....under a spell, yeah yeah...and uh...if we defeat the evil ones then they will be freed!"
Seto sweatdropped as he watched the cook get a really serious look on his face. Then something the young prince had once told him popped into his mind "Do not talk with the cook, Seto. The cook is a little...disturbed..." but had he listened to his friend? NAH....(definately a Kaiba trait ^.^).
Seto's eyes widened and his sweatdrop grew as the cook had gathered up everything in the palace cook room that could be used as ammo. The war was coming...
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Now back to the program already in progress....
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"...Oh...."
"...Don't say it my Pharaoh...just don't say it..."
"......."
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...Oh dear...one knows what happens when you cross a girl...or in Seto's case an entire ROOM full of girls...remember the movie "Planet of the Apes?" ....remember the poor guy who was with the apes? remember what happened to him? ....two words: Poor. Seto.
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"...I hope this isn't going to end badly..."
"Run! Run, damn you! Leave the prince, he's dead weight! Save yourself!"
"....Alright, I HOPE this isn't going to end well..."
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Seto's eyes went wide as he saw the entire swarm of apes..no..mutants..no...aliens..closer...GIRLS...yes that's it...gaining on him and the prince. He then found the priests running behind the girls, hell, even the Pharaoh himself was running after them.
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"...Now you KNOW he's in trouble if the Pharaoh has gotten off his fat ass..."
"...First, that's your father, and second, RUN, damn you! Leave him!"
"...So nice to know you care..." muttered Yami, sweatdropping at the display, guests fleeing for their lives.
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The prince's eyes widened too. What on earth had gone wrong? He had only wanted to play games, then Seto had freaked out, the girls were out for blood, the priests were ranting, and the Pharaoh was yelling that they'd be sent to the tombs in isolation if they didn't stop running right this minute.
...But tell this to Seto, because I don't think he was listening...
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"...Guess this party is over...we might as well go outside, something tells me they'll be along shortly...," yelled Yami over the commotion.
"Fine! But if anything goes wrong in the mean time---"
"...Yes, yes...fine...it's MY fault. Happy?" asked Yami, arching an eyebrow.
"...Yes and no..."
Yami rolled his eyes and followed Seto toward the palace entrance...
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That's it for now, again, hope you enjoyed. If not, gomen nasai! Ja Ne ^.^
