Chapter 6 - Boring, boring dead

Blueraydragon@yahoo.co.uk Rated - Pg - 14+

Disclaimer - I don't own Yu-gi-oh

Me:*jumping* Hey look you guys reviews. Ok I never thought about posting this fic here until after chapter 5, or the other one til after chapter 3. So you all probably wondering what the hell Bakura and I were on about, I have a couple of fics on this website...

Bakura:*runs in* Oh you mean the one that Amy hosts and is dedicated to me?

Me:*sweatdrop* Hai that one, go to

Yami: You also have a question to answer.

Me: Oh right! Not being rude but the whole point of the fic is Yugi and Yami live in a different house each chapter, and this chapter they are living with Tristen so it will be.. short!

Yugi:*puppy dog eyes* Can we take these with us? *has a bag of fun stuff*

Me: Naze?

Yugi:*still doing puppy dog eyes* Tristen is dull we're going to need things to do.

Me:*shields eyes* Gah the puppy dog eyes gets me every time. Sure Yugi go ahead.

Yami:*sighs* Oh thank Ra.

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In Tristen's house Yami, Yugi and Tristen sitting around doing sweet fuck all, like I said Tristen is bboooorrinnnnggggg!

Yugi:*starts looking through bag*

Tristen:*curious* Hey what are you doing?

Yugi:*sighs* Looking for something to do. Do you have any idea how boring it is here?

Yami:*nods* My aibou has a point sharky.

Tristen:*frowns* Yami don't call me that.

Yugi:*cheers* Hey lookie a pogo stick yay.

Yami:*arches eyebrow* A pogo stick? How the hell did a pogo stick fit in that bag?

Yugi:*shrugs* Don't know but there's two more in here *holds up all three pogo sticks*

Tristen:*grins* One for all of us. *grabs pogo stick* Yippee! *bounces around on pogo stick and bangs his head on the ceiling* OW that damn well hurt.

Yami:*sniggers* Perhaps we should go outside I suggest the park.

Tristen:*rubbing head* Good idea! Why didn't I think of it? Yugi and Yami:*yell* COS YOU'RE DUMB!

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At the park....

Tristen:*on the pogo stick* Whee hey guys this is so fun.

Yugi:*pulls out a metal pole* Heh.

Yami:*stunned* What are you going to do with that pole?

Yugi:*naughty grin* You'll see Yami you'll see.

Tristen:*laughing* Ha this is great I feel so free!

Yugi aimed the pole and threw it the pole managed to lodge itself in the pogo stick's springs which, caused Tristen to bounce once really high then fly straight in to the lake. When he swam back to shore he looked very pissed off.

Tristen:*mad* Who did that?

Yami:*points at Yugi* He did it.

Yugi:*glares* I so did not it was Marik *points in Marik's direction who just happened to be walking through*

Tristen:*storms off* Oi Marik you are going to pay for throwing that metal pole.

Marik:*doesn't have a clue* What fucking pole?

Tristen:*fuming punches Marik* Don't you give me that I know you threw it Yugi said you did.

Marik:*glares at Yugi* Oh he did, did he? *punches Tristen knocks him to the ground* Midget when I'm done with shark head, I'm coming after you!

Yami:*panics* Lets go aibou now.

Yugi:*already running* Way ahead of you Yami.

Laughing and running at the same time due to the fact Tristen was having the crap kicked out of him, Yami and Yugi ran straight to Joey's house and banged on the door then rushed in.

Joey:*shocked* I guess it's the turn of me and Serenity to have you two here.

Yami:*panting* Hai.

Yugi:*also panting* Of course.

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Me:*grins* Tristen bashing.

Yugi:*smiling* Next chapter I'm staying with my best friend!

Yami:*chuckles* Finally a good run of luck.

Me:*sniggers* I won't let you off easy if dare to sing "No matter what", cos you two are terrible at singing. Yami:*sad* That was a very mean thing to say.

Yugi: Hai.

Me: But its true neither of you can sing.

Yugi and Yami:*singing out of tune* How'd it come to this after all we been through two of a pair now on opposite side...

Me:*runs away covering ears* Agh make them stop, make them stop!

Bakura:*evil grin* Sure thing Ruth.

The singing stops because Bakura had tied Yugi and Yami up along with taping their mouths shut.

Me:*scolds* Bakura there are nicer ways of dealing with bad singing.

Bakura:*blank look* Really? Oh well.

Me:*sighs* Tomb robbers sheesh.

To be continued...