AN: Hi! This is summondskull007's sister who is on crack (Ha, ha, very
funny!) He said that I could write a chapter in his story since he can't
think of anything (Isn't he a dork, or what?) so, here's my two cents!
Enjoy! ^.^
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Mai sank into the delicious duvet comforters and goose feather pillows drowsily with a moan, not bothering to change. She had spent nearly half the night with Yugi. Apparently, the Buffalo wings, pizza, tacos, burgers, and ice cream sundaes for dinner didn't agree with his stomach. Not too soon after that gorging all of that junk food as if he never new such a thing existed (she suspected her father had feed him * ugh * healthy food all the time) he started to vomit all over her white carpet.
He had caught some kind of stomach virus (as the doctor said) and Mai thought he had probably threw up what he ate last year by the looks of the toilet and carpet. The rest of the day, Mai had to run around for the thermometer and medicine like a crazed nurse. Evidently, Yugi had it bad.
She stayed up with him until he feel asleep, which was not too long ago. She thought she was tired, but couldn't sleep a wink knowing Yugi was alone and sick a few rooms away. The whole mom thing is beginning to kick in, unfortunately.
"I got to do, what I got to do," she sighed as she kicked off the covers.
***
Mai crept into Yugi's room silently like a cat's shadow, not wanting him to awake from his sleep. Yugi was found curled up into a tight, small ball on the huge canopy bed, the moonlight bathing him in a serene, silvery glow. She leaned over and brushed her fingers over his golden bangs, studying him.
His cheeks were still rosy red with fever, bright against his pale skin. His spiky locks of hair framing his small face and large dark eyelashes. Trying not to stir him awake, she gently slid the crook of arm under his neck and legs, carefully lifting him up from his bed.
She propped his head onto her shoulder (she felt his hair tickle her neck and tried not to laugh) and staggered back to her room. On the way, she had almost accidentally tripped on her purse. "Shit!" she cursed under her breath, regaining her balance.
Yugi's eyelids slowly fluttered opened as he blinked sleepily at Mai.
"Shh . . . close your eyes . . . go back to sleep," she whispered.
He gave a tiny nod before dozing into an unruffled slumber, rolling into a ball like an armadillo.
She panted as she brought him to the room and slowly lowered him onto her bed and observed him. How peaceful and calm he looked. His delicate features reflected simplicity and innocence when he was asleep as he was to awake.
'He sure didn't get that from his father,' she thought tartly. Yugi and his dad were total opposites. It was strange, yet funny in a way.
She coiled up next to him on the bed, silent for a few moments. How different her life would've been without him . . . She closed her eyes to the lulling sound of his soft, regular breathing and for the first time in years, she felt content.
*** (Flash Back)
The young girl gripped her coffee cup tightly and stared vacantly at the sludgy, bitter liquid. She glanced worriedly at the clock up on the wall. 'He was supposed to be here half an hour ago,' she thought,' where can he be? I hope he's okay . . ."
The noisy French café was crowed and bustling with business. She turned many times to see if he was there in the flow of bodies, but couldn't see him. Finally, she spotted a bright bandanna and noticed him right away.
The guy shouldered his way into her direction, waving. Who could miss him? With his leather jacket and bandanna emblazoned with the American flag, dark sunglasses and bleached blonde hair, no one could. She smiled faintly, remembering the first time she met him. After a couple months of dating, they gave each other cute nicknames. He called her Kujaku Mai, and she called him Bandit Keith (A/N Little did she know that the name would stick!)
"Hey, babe," he bent down for a quick kiss on the lips. "Sorry I'm late . . . damned motorcycle failed on me again." He snagged the seat across from her. 'Now, what did want to talk about that was so important?"
Before she could say a word, a plump French waitress asked them if they needed anything. Keith ordered a black coffee and a croissant sandwich and Mai denied.
"God, I'm starving . . . I haven't eaten anything yet," he complained.
'You're not going to be hungry anymore after I tell you what I'm about to tell you,' thought Mai numbly, twisting the napkin into pieces.
He looked at her strangely," What's eating you?"
Her throat now felt as dry as cotton. In a desperate search for fluid, she drank the disgusting, dark muck. She cleared her throat. "I have good news and bad news," she murmured," Which do you want to hear first?"
Keith smiled, thinking it was all a big joke," Good news," he said without a moment's hesitation.
"It's yours."
"What is?"
"The bad news."
"What's the bad news?"
"The baby."
Keith's smile dissipated. "Is this a joke?"
"No," she had never been so serious in her life.
"You're really pregnant?"
"Yes."
Mai had never seen someone's tan disappear so quickly. Keith's dark blue eyes widened through his shades and for a moment there, he was wordless. Finally, he took in a deep breath and shakily said," Are you sure?"
"Positive."
He closed his eyes for a moment, "How much do abortions cost?"
"A lot and that's all you need to know."
"Maybe we can raise the money . . . do you actually believe in those things?"
"No, but know I do now . . . my dad's going to flay me alive if he finds out!" she slumped in her seat.
"Key word "If" . . . he doesn't have to find out you know . . . maybe we can have the kid and set him up for adoption or something."
"Adoption?!"
"Are you saying you want to "keep" it?"
"No . . . yes . . .Oh, I don't know!"
"Why?"
Mai was quiet," Because it will be our baby."
Keith broke the silence after that comment. " We'll figure out a way to get out of this mess later . . . we have more important things to deal with . . . like your dad."
"I know . . . God . . . we're in so much trouble!" she covered her face with her hands.
"Everything's going to be ok . . . " he muttered gently.
"Is it?" Mai asked softly.
***
Yugi awoke suddenly. He blinked, utterly confused, rubbing his eyes. He grimaced as he pulled himself up into an upright, sitting position, feeling a slight wave of nausea overcome him. He swung his legs over to the edge of he bed, sitting there for a few minutes, just thinking.
'Are you awake?' asked Yugi to Yami.
'Not anymore,' came the grumpy reply.
'Sorry . . . I was just thinking about how surreal this all seems . . . you know what I'm talking about? I mean, one moment, I'm just a normal kid without any parents, and here I am now, at my mom's apartment.' He sighed,' This all seems to crazy to be real . . . I'm afraid I might just wake up and find that this is just some dream.'
'What surreal is that I'm awake this early in the morning,' Yami said.
Yugi laughed, despite the queasiness until he heard the doorbell buzz. He got up from the bed and walked to the door," Coming!" he called. He looked through the peephole and saw Joey and his friends outside waiting. He unlatched the locks and welcomed them in with a surprised look.
"What are you guy's doing here?'" he asked, closing the door behind them.
Tristan looked confused," Didn't Mai tell you we where coming over?"
Yugi shook his head," Nope. I just woke up. Where did she go?"
Tea shrugged," She said she had to run errands . . . Well, we might as well hang out as long as we're here," she said as they wandered around the living room.
"You're so lucky," complained Joey," You get to sleep over at her house, and I can't even do lunch with her."
'Maybe you should tell him about Mai,' Yami said to Yugi as their friends departed and began to venture the apartment.
'I don't know . . . now doesn't seem like the appropriate time,' Yugi thought as Joey goggled over Mai's things. 'We can surprise him later.'
'He'll be surprised, alright,' said Yami, rolling his eyes. He smirked as he pictured Joey hyperventilating after finding out he was crushing on his best friend's mom. 'So, when do you plan on giving him the big picture?' he asked Yugi.
'Maybe I won't . . . ' considered Yugi thoughtfully.
'Yeah, sure . . . you'll probably regret that when Joey becomes your new dad.' Yami replied.
Yugi laughed and wondered why Yami was in a joking mood all of the sudden. Tea raised a brow at him, "What's so funny?" she asked.
Before Yugi could answer, he heard some scream, a long blood-curdling yell in the other room. "Help! Help!" was the continuos plea.
Yugi's eyes expanded with terror as he frantically searched the room. His friends were all there, open mouthed as well, but who could be screaming?
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***
Mai sank into the delicious duvet comforters and goose feather pillows drowsily with a moan, not bothering to change. She had spent nearly half the night with Yugi. Apparently, the Buffalo wings, pizza, tacos, burgers, and ice cream sundaes for dinner didn't agree with his stomach. Not too soon after that gorging all of that junk food as if he never new such a thing existed (she suspected her father had feed him * ugh * healthy food all the time) he started to vomit all over her white carpet.
He had caught some kind of stomach virus (as the doctor said) and Mai thought he had probably threw up what he ate last year by the looks of the toilet and carpet. The rest of the day, Mai had to run around for the thermometer and medicine like a crazed nurse. Evidently, Yugi had it bad.
She stayed up with him until he feel asleep, which was not too long ago. She thought she was tired, but couldn't sleep a wink knowing Yugi was alone and sick a few rooms away. The whole mom thing is beginning to kick in, unfortunately.
"I got to do, what I got to do," she sighed as she kicked off the covers.
***
Mai crept into Yugi's room silently like a cat's shadow, not wanting him to awake from his sleep. Yugi was found curled up into a tight, small ball on the huge canopy bed, the moonlight bathing him in a serene, silvery glow. She leaned over and brushed her fingers over his golden bangs, studying him.
His cheeks were still rosy red with fever, bright against his pale skin. His spiky locks of hair framing his small face and large dark eyelashes. Trying not to stir him awake, she gently slid the crook of arm under his neck and legs, carefully lifting him up from his bed.
She propped his head onto her shoulder (she felt his hair tickle her neck and tried not to laugh) and staggered back to her room. On the way, she had almost accidentally tripped on her purse. "Shit!" she cursed under her breath, regaining her balance.
Yugi's eyelids slowly fluttered opened as he blinked sleepily at Mai.
"Shh . . . close your eyes . . . go back to sleep," she whispered.
He gave a tiny nod before dozing into an unruffled slumber, rolling into a ball like an armadillo.
She panted as she brought him to the room and slowly lowered him onto her bed and observed him. How peaceful and calm he looked. His delicate features reflected simplicity and innocence when he was asleep as he was to awake.
'He sure didn't get that from his father,' she thought tartly. Yugi and his dad were total opposites. It was strange, yet funny in a way.
She coiled up next to him on the bed, silent for a few moments. How different her life would've been without him . . . She closed her eyes to the lulling sound of his soft, regular breathing and for the first time in years, she felt content.
*** (Flash Back)
The young girl gripped her coffee cup tightly and stared vacantly at the sludgy, bitter liquid. She glanced worriedly at the clock up on the wall. 'He was supposed to be here half an hour ago,' she thought,' where can he be? I hope he's okay . . ."
The noisy French café was crowed and bustling with business. She turned many times to see if he was there in the flow of bodies, but couldn't see him. Finally, she spotted a bright bandanna and noticed him right away.
The guy shouldered his way into her direction, waving. Who could miss him? With his leather jacket and bandanna emblazoned with the American flag, dark sunglasses and bleached blonde hair, no one could. She smiled faintly, remembering the first time she met him. After a couple months of dating, they gave each other cute nicknames. He called her Kujaku Mai, and she called him Bandit Keith (A/N Little did she know that the name would stick!)
"Hey, babe," he bent down for a quick kiss on the lips. "Sorry I'm late . . . damned motorcycle failed on me again." He snagged the seat across from her. 'Now, what did want to talk about that was so important?"
Before she could say a word, a plump French waitress asked them if they needed anything. Keith ordered a black coffee and a croissant sandwich and Mai denied.
"God, I'm starving . . . I haven't eaten anything yet," he complained.
'You're not going to be hungry anymore after I tell you what I'm about to tell you,' thought Mai numbly, twisting the napkin into pieces.
He looked at her strangely," What's eating you?"
Her throat now felt as dry as cotton. In a desperate search for fluid, she drank the disgusting, dark muck. She cleared her throat. "I have good news and bad news," she murmured," Which do you want to hear first?"
Keith smiled, thinking it was all a big joke," Good news," he said without a moment's hesitation.
"It's yours."
"What is?"
"The bad news."
"What's the bad news?"
"The baby."
Keith's smile dissipated. "Is this a joke?"
"No," she had never been so serious in her life.
"You're really pregnant?"
"Yes."
Mai had never seen someone's tan disappear so quickly. Keith's dark blue eyes widened through his shades and for a moment there, he was wordless. Finally, he took in a deep breath and shakily said," Are you sure?"
"Positive."
He closed his eyes for a moment, "How much do abortions cost?"
"A lot and that's all you need to know."
"Maybe we can raise the money . . . do you actually believe in those things?"
"No, but know I do now . . . my dad's going to flay me alive if he finds out!" she slumped in her seat.
"Key word "If" . . . he doesn't have to find out you know . . . maybe we can have the kid and set him up for adoption or something."
"Adoption?!"
"Are you saying you want to "keep" it?"
"No . . . yes . . .Oh, I don't know!"
"Why?"
Mai was quiet," Because it will be our baby."
Keith broke the silence after that comment. " We'll figure out a way to get out of this mess later . . . we have more important things to deal with . . . like your dad."
"I know . . . God . . . we're in so much trouble!" she covered her face with her hands.
"Everything's going to be ok . . . " he muttered gently.
"Is it?" Mai asked softly.
***
Yugi awoke suddenly. He blinked, utterly confused, rubbing his eyes. He grimaced as he pulled himself up into an upright, sitting position, feeling a slight wave of nausea overcome him. He swung his legs over to the edge of he bed, sitting there for a few minutes, just thinking.
'Are you awake?' asked Yugi to Yami.
'Not anymore,' came the grumpy reply.
'Sorry . . . I was just thinking about how surreal this all seems . . . you know what I'm talking about? I mean, one moment, I'm just a normal kid without any parents, and here I am now, at my mom's apartment.' He sighed,' This all seems to crazy to be real . . . I'm afraid I might just wake up and find that this is just some dream.'
'What surreal is that I'm awake this early in the morning,' Yami said.
Yugi laughed, despite the queasiness until he heard the doorbell buzz. He got up from the bed and walked to the door," Coming!" he called. He looked through the peephole and saw Joey and his friends outside waiting. He unlatched the locks and welcomed them in with a surprised look.
"What are you guy's doing here?'" he asked, closing the door behind them.
Tristan looked confused," Didn't Mai tell you we where coming over?"
Yugi shook his head," Nope. I just woke up. Where did she go?"
Tea shrugged," She said she had to run errands . . . Well, we might as well hang out as long as we're here," she said as they wandered around the living room.
"You're so lucky," complained Joey," You get to sleep over at her house, and I can't even do lunch with her."
'Maybe you should tell him about Mai,' Yami said to Yugi as their friends departed and began to venture the apartment.
'I don't know . . . now doesn't seem like the appropriate time,' Yugi thought as Joey goggled over Mai's things. 'We can surprise him later.'
'He'll be surprised, alright,' said Yami, rolling his eyes. He smirked as he pictured Joey hyperventilating after finding out he was crushing on his best friend's mom. 'So, when do you plan on giving him the big picture?' he asked Yugi.
'Maybe I won't . . . ' considered Yugi thoughtfully.
'Yeah, sure . . . you'll probably regret that when Joey becomes your new dad.' Yami replied.
Yugi laughed and wondered why Yami was in a joking mood all of the sudden. Tea raised a brow at him, "What's so funny?" she asked.
Before Yugi could answer, he heard some scream, a long blood-curdling yell in the other room. "Help! Help!" was the continuos plea.
Yugi's eyes expanded with terror as he frantically searched the room. His friends were all there, open mouthed as well, but who could be screaming?
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