Iteria: Hey people I'm finally back. My computer is acting up again so I'll only be able to post at school. I would have had it up days ago, but the internet was down at school >_
Malik: Yea, yea. Iteria doesn't own Yu-gi-oh Kuzuki Takahashi does.
Iteria: Amazingly enough my spell checker says nothing about Takahashi's last name. Enough with the randomness, On with the fic! Oh, and the pic that I refered to last chapter, but never posted the link can be found at:
Thanks to Yami Meko I got and even more Kawaii picture of Malik. It's at this address:
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Yami and Bakura lounged in the living room. Yami was laid out on the couch and Bakura was reclining in a chair across the room from him. The two had a simple ceasefire in effect, as long as neither talked, there was peace. Although it was simplistic in nature is served its purpose, as neither yami wanted to wake the sleeping demons in the next room.
Around noon footsteps could be heard coming down the hall. Yami sat up and peered out in Bakura's direction where he could see wild platinum blond hair in the distance. Yami paid Malik mild attention. He still wasn't particularly fond of him, and how much damage could he cause alone? Bakura was thinking along the same lines as Yami, but managed to spare a look as Malik, now a few inches taller, stood in front of him.
"I'm hungry," He said abruptly, "Fix me something to eat."
"Fix it yourself," Bakura snapped, shifting in the recliner to a more comfortable position.
"He's eight." Yami said dryly from his position on the couch, not that anyone paid him any mind. As usual when Malik and Bakura entered a room everyone else was ignored. This rule applied no matter what the age difference between the two.
Because of Isis and Rishid's constant pampering of him, Malik was spoiled as best and a terror usually. The word "no" had never even entered his vocabulary. Even his father never deprived of him anything. Needless to say he was not happy at a request of his being denied. "I'm the guest, so you have to feed me." Malik said haughtily.
"Well, I'm the adult and I say no," Bakura stood up to emphasize the point. He was thoroughly enjoying his power over his half-grown partner in crime.
Unfortunately for Bakura and to the amusement of Yami, who was a spectator in all this, Malik was in fact an Ishtar and a testy eight-year-old Ishtar at that. And so without warning Malik grabbed Bakura's long silvery hair and gave it a good tug.
Yami was still on the other side of the room and that's where he intended to stay. He for one felt no pity for Bakura. Bakura had better reflexes that and could have easily avoided the situation had he not been being an idiot as usual. Yami who believed in mercy would stifle his laughter as Malik made his demands and lead him around by his hair. That was the least he could do, but he could hold no promises for other more embarrassing things later.
Eventually Malik did release his death grip on Bakura's hair and Bakura started off towards the kitchen to attempt to cook something. Despite common belief Bakura was a yami of his word, rather forced or not.
Malik collapsed onto the floor, his stomach growling. Yami got rid of all amusement in his voice and in a calm controlled voiced asked, "Are the others still asleep."
Malik looked over to Yami startled. Apparently he hadn't noticed the spiky-haired yami before. "They're in the bedroom, playing some game, " Malik groaned and held his stomach as it growled again.
Yami was going to ask Malik another question, but before he could Malik stumbled towards the kitchen holding his stomach as he went. Yami sighed annoyed and headed towards the guest bedroom. There he found Ryou and Yugi engaged in a game he had never seem before. Candyland it was called.
Yami took a few seconds to ponder where Ryou and Yugi could have possibly gotten the board game along with the ones they had played a few hours back. Ryou was never a board game person or at least as a teenager he isn't. He prefers games such as Monster World. RPGs he thinks they were called. Utterly pointless in his opinion. What was the point of a game where the rules could change as a person willed them?
Yami turned his attention back to the children who were finishing their game. Within a few moments Yugi had won and by the look on Ryou's face it wasn't the first time. Yami cleared his throat to alert the two of his presence.
Ryou and Yugi jumped slightly, "Hey Yami." They said simultaneously.
Yami nodded in response. He was glad they had called him by the right name. Yam-yam was beginning to wear on his nerves.
He walked forward a bit. He hadn't really come into the room with any specific purpose as the two boys were expecting of him. "Are you hungry?" He asked remembering back to Malik and Bakura.
Ryou and Yugi quickly jumped off the bed, forgetting to put their game up and tackled Yami who blocked their path, rushing towards the kitchen. Yami got up off the ground and slowly walked towards the kitchen. Maybe using food as a conversation beginner wasn't such good idea... Especially when dealing with little boys.
Yami walked into the kitchen expecting that Ryou, Yugi, and Malik were sitting around the kitchen table and Bakura had put together something that was at least edible; good was too much to hope for. Unfortunately this was not the case. Bakura were fighting the blaze coming form the microwave. Malik was standing a little ways Bakura saying something that was irritating him by the looks of that throbbing vein on his forehead. Ryou and Yugi were well out of the way as neither one was tall enough to reach the sink facet and the chairs were too close to the microwave for either one of their comfort levels.
All of this lay before Yami and registered one thought in his mind: Bakura's an idiot. Yami did the quickest thing he could to dispose of the burning appliance; he sent it to the shadowrealm. A black opened up and the fiery machine was sucked and the hole disappeared. Frankly it was amazing that out of frustration Bakura didn't think of this himself. He was never one to care about anyone's things, not even his own.
In any event Bakura carry himself well, using one of his usual insulting lines towards Yami, "I didn't need your help Pharaoh."
His of coarse could not go without Yami pointing out the obvious which he does so well in his round about ways, "Yes and the microwave lit itself on fire." He said then added for he knew what Bakura was going to say next, "I would be best if we go out to eat, since the kitchen seems to cause troubles for you tombrobber."
Bakura grumbled having nothing to say and yays exploded from Ryou and Yugi's mouth while Malik stood confuse as to what "out to eat" meant, but chose to say nothing. If it was anything like candy, then he was sure he'd enjoy it.
"So where do you guys want to go?" Yami questioned, for he knew the general direction of every fast-food restaurant in town. Yugi seemed to be addicted to burgers.
"Burger World!" Yugi chirped and Ryou agreed. Malik didn't have an opinion so he agreed too.
"All right Burger World," He said heading towards the door with the eight-year-olds in tow. Bakura grumbled something or another before placing his hands in his pockets and grudging setting out.
They soon reached Burger World. Bakura was holding Yugi's hand and Yami was holding Ryou's and eventually Malik who kept wanting to wander into the street. They walked up to the entrance where they where greeted with a stereotypical, "Welcome to Burger World."
"Yea, yea," Bakura said walking in not particularly liking the place, but then again what did he like?
They took their seats, Ryou, Yami, and Malik one side and Bakura and Yugi on the other side. Bakura was again sickened by the bright colors and loving atmosphere. It was to such a point now that it was taking a great amount of energy on his part not to just hit Yugi across the head who was positively beaming happiness and making the whole experience exponentially worst for Bakura.
Yami for one was fine with the situation, but he didn't think he'd be eating those deathtraps known as burgers. It always puzzled him how Yugi could eat something so repulsive, but he did love them.
After a few minutes the waitress came up, "Welc- Yami?"
Yami looked up. He had been previously staring transfixed on a game he had not yet seen before. It seemed the goal was to shoot the orange ball into the hoop as many times as possible before time ran out. "Tea?" He questioned, and then he remembered that Tea still worked at Burger World. "Oh, hello Tea." He greeted.
"Yami what are you here? Where's Yugi?" She questioned then added upon closer look, "And since when did you baby sit?"
Yami sighed. And thought out his what he would say as he himself didn't completely understand. "Tea, what happened was-"
" The three children you see before you are Ryou, Malik, and Yugi. No, they will return to normal and no, I am not going to hurt them, you, or that Ra-forsaken Pharaoh." Bakura's very short temper had snapped again, and he cut Yami off.
Tea was a bit taken back. She hadn't realized that that had been Bakura sitting there, but then it seemed only Yami, Yugi, and Malik could tell the difference. She cleared her throat obvious a sign of nervousness. "Well," she said, her voice within its normal range, "Do you guys want to order?" She asked glancing uneasily in Bakura's direction every few seconds. It wasn't that she didn't like Bakura, she made an effort to be on friendly terms with everyone, she just didn't feel safe with him around.
Yami shrugged, "Ryou what do you want?" He asked showing the albino child the pictorial menu.
Ryou was a bit flustered at first. He hadn't expected Yami to ask him anything. That was usually Bakura's job, "Um... that." He said unsurely pointing at a picture of some chicken nuggets.
Tea nodded and scribbled down what Ryou had pointed too, "Yugi you want a kids choice number two without onions or tomatoes, right?" Yugi nodded excitedly while Yami looked on amazed "Yugi been eating at Burger World since he was five." Tea said at seeing Yami's face. "Now what is Mr. Ishtar having?" Tea said in a babyish tone and couldn't resist pinch Malik's face.
Malik annoyedly pushed away Tea's hand and pointed at a caesar salad. Confused, Tea questioned Malik's order and recommended some things that small boys usually order, but Malik insisted upon a salad. "Are you sure?" She asked for like the billionth time, "You're you don't want this or this." She points towards some of the children's meals.
"Yes he is sure." Bakura said, his temper had snapped again, but at least he wasn't yelling, "Apparently I am the only one here who knows Malik is a vegetarian."
Tea's mouth formed an "o" and she quickly scribbled down the order and took her leave.
"What's a vege... a vegetar... a vegetarian?" Malik asked and then beamed at saying such a large word.
"It's what you are." Bakura say annoyed at having to answer the question, "People like you who don't eat meat." Bakura's eye's then became unfocused and a grin graced his face. Evidently, he was thinking back to one of the times he had eaten rare meat, which was good in his opinion, just to see the look on Malik's disgusted face.
"Bakura.... Bakura.... Tombrobber!" Bakura broke from his trance. He frowned as he saw Yami standing there. "Let's go Tombrobber. They want to play on the playground."
"I thought they were eating?" Bakura growled.
"The playground is in here." Yami replied.
"What's that got to do with me?"
"Everything. Remember our bet. Week is a long time." Yami grabbed Bakura and dragged him off towards the door marked as the indoor playground.
The two yamis opened the door and were blasted with sound from kids screaming and noisemakers won from the prize stand and from the games themselves. The place itself was huge with every thing a kid could want to play with; there was even a laser tag to the right. Burger World was certainly a wealthy company if nothing else.
"Malik's in the ball pit," Yami yelled to Bakura and pointed to Malik, who was hitting kids upside the head with plastic balls, "I'm going to go look for Ryou. You go looked for Ryou." Bakura mumbled something and set off leaving Yami to his own devices.
Yami walked about the playroom looking for the albino child known as Ryou. He had given up on calling for him when he noticed that it would be impossible for Ryou to hear him what with all the noise. He walked around the outskirts of the room with no luck. He then sighed knowing his last option.
He walked up to the entrance of what looked like a labyrinth, a colorful one at that. Ryou could have very well gone in and gotten hopeless lost. The labyrinth, for lack of a better word, was several levels high, riddled with obstacles, contain various pits and chances to fall, and was overall dangerous in Yami's eyes. What in the world possessed small children to risk their lives going in? He pondered this for a bit before he started forward where he was instantly stopped.
"Ahem, excuse me sir, but I'm afraid I can't let you pass," said a pale woman whose voice was unnervingly soft and perky, not to mention that smile of hers which seemed completely unnatural and went nicely with her disturbing voice.
"And why is that?" he asked, confused when he saw an slinky man enter with no problem.
"You'll have to remove your shoes and socks first," She said matter-of-factly, "They're not allowed." She added and motioned toward the rather large and neon colored sign stating what the unsettling woman had said.
Yami cleared his throat which was his equivalent to smiling and blushing sheepishly. He walked over to the nearest bench and unsnapped the straps on his pants that went around his black boots and gave the illusion that that his pants and shoes were on and the same. he then went the process of removing his shoes and socks.
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On the other side of the room, Bakura was becoming deeply annoyed. Public places didn't agree with him and he made an effort to avoid them whenever possible. He would have to find Yugi soon or he couldn't guarantee the safety of everyone in the room. It had been ten minutes more than enough playtime.
He kept searching, becoming more and more agitated as time wore on. First, at all the children about him. They were sickening with their carefree nature and sticky candy covered mouths. And then at the fact that he hadn't seem hide nor hair of Yugi. Exactly how hard was it to find a kid who had a rainbow in his hair?
He kept looking about, "accidentally" knocking down few snotty-nosed brats as he did. Bakura spied Yami entering whatever the thing in the middle of the room. It hadn't occurred to him that you could actually enter it. He had thought it some type of decoration.
Seeing his problem solved, for surely into that thing was where Yugi lay, he started off towards the nearest entrance. He was stopped by one of the attendants, not that he cared. He waltzed passed the attendant who went from eerily nice to highly upset in under ten seconds. Again Bakura could care less and continued on.
Soon he came to a tunnel and he could no longer stand and had to resort to crawling on all fours, not that this bothered Bakura at all. He was, after all, the infamous tombrobber who ravaged over a thousand tombs, kings, priests and commoners alike.
This, however; could not said for Yami who was two stages above Bakura. He was being bombarded with slinging punching bags by five ten-year-olds. After a while he had gotten to the point where you could dodge them and he was steadily getting closer to the children. Frightened, in one last ditch effort they sent all of the large red punching bags towards Yami at once. Yami couldn't dodge them all at once and was sent tumbling backwards where he fell as he was unable to grab the monkey bars.
He fell into the safety net that was constructed to catch those who didn't have the upper body strength to make it across. Yami sat up and was greeted with shrill cackling.
"Clumsy, clumsy." Bakura said above Yami before starting another round of laughter.
Yami glared at Bakura and gauchely fought his way to side opposite Bakura. He wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he had gotten to him.
Bakura for one didn't care what Yami thought. He just needed something to harass. "Too bad that net was there." He half shouted to Yami, " I would have loved you see you land right on your royal head." He cackled once more and then continued on his merry way.
Yami growled, which was completely unlike him and continued to crawl through the tunnel maze in search the elusive silver hair. He did this all the while blowing annoying strands of hair out of his face and thinking one thing: It's going to be a long day.
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~Review answers~
A.K.A. Talentless: I love your name I wish I would have come up with something that creative. I don't thin I'll use a BETA reader for this one. Otherwise it would never be posted, but I'd love to have you as one for my next fic that I'm thinking about writing. lucky you you don't go to school until September, but I get out in May so ha! o.O... I have a writing syle? I didn't know that... I like Bakura, so he's better written than Yami. Plus Yami has very random emotions in the anime so it hard for me write how he'd be in a demestic situation.
yami angel1: I agree.
the psychotic mage: I know... So Kawaii!
Iteria: That's it for this time peeps. If you guys have any suggestions as to how I can torture Yami and Bakura anymore feel free to tell me. I'm always open to suggestions, even bad ones. See ya!
Iteria: Amazingly enough my spell checker says nothing about Takahashi's last name. Enough with the randomness, On with the fic! Oh, and the pic that I refered to last chapter, but never posted the link can be found at:
Thanks to Yami Meko I got and even more Kawaii picture of Malik. It's at this address:
Around noon footsteps could be heard coming down the hall. Yami sat up and peered out in Bakura's direction where he could see wild platinum blond hair in the distance. Yami paid Malik mild attention. He still wasn't particularly fond of him, and how much damage could he cause alone? Bakura was thinking along the same lines as Yami, but managed to spare a look as Malik, now a few inches taller, stood in front of him.
"I'm hungry," He said abruptly, "Fix me something to eat."
"Fix it yourself," Bakura snapped, shifting in the recliner to a more comfortable position.
"He's eight." Yami said dryly from his position on the couch, not that anyone paid him any mind. As usual when Malik and Bakura entered a room everyone else was ignored. This rule applied no matter what the age difference between the two.
Because of Isis and Rishid's constant pampering of him, Malik was spoiled as best and a terror usually. The word "no" had never even entered his vocabulary. Even his father never deprived of him anything. Needless to say he was not happy at a request of his being denied. "I'm the guest, so you have to feed me." Malik said haughtily.
"Well, I'm the adult and I say no," Bakura stood up to emphasize the point. He was thoroughly enjoying his power over his half-grown partner in crime.
Unfortunately for Bakura and to the amusement of Yami, who was a spectator in all this, Malik was in fact an Ishtar and a testy eight-year-old Ishtar at that. And so without warning Malik grabbed Bakura's long silvery hair and gave it a good tug.
Yami was still on the other side of the room and that's where he intended to stay. He for one felt no pity for Bakura. Bakura had better reflexes that and could have easily avoided the situation had he not been being an idiot as usual. Yami who believed in mercy would stifle his laughter as Malik made his demands and lead him around by his hair. That was the least he could do, but he could hold no promises for other more embarrassing things later.
Eventually Malik did release his death grip on Bakura's hair and Bakura started off towards the kitchen to attempt to cook something. Despite common belief Bakura was a yami of his word, rather forced or not.
Malik collapsed onto the floor, his stomach growling. Yami got rid of all amusement in his voice and in a calm controlled voiced asked, "Are the others still asleep."
Malik looked over to Yami startled. Apparently he hadn't noticed the spiky-haired yami before. "They're in the bedroom, playing some game, " Malik groaned and held his stomach as it growled again.
Yami was going to ask Malik another question, but before he could Malik stumbled towards the kitchen holding his stomach as he went. Yami sighed annoyed and headed towards the guest bedroom. There he found Ryou and Yugi engaged in a game he had never seem before. Candyland it was called.
Yami took a few seconds to ponder where Ryou and Yugi could have possibly gotten the board game along with the ones they had played a few hours back. Ryou was never a board game person or at least as a teenager he isn't. He prefers games such as Monster World. RPGs he thinks they were called. Utterly pointless in his opinion. What was the point of a game where the rules could change as a person willed them?
Yami turned his attention back to the children who were finishing their game. Within a few moments Yugi had won and by the look on Ryou's face it wasn't the first time. Yami cleared his throat to alert the two of his presence.
Ryou and Yugi jumped slightly, "Hey Yami." They said simultaneously.
Yami nodded in response. He was glad they had called him by the right name. Yam-yam was beginning to wear on his nerves.
He walked forward a bit. He hadn't really come into the room with any specific purpose as the two boys were expecting of him. "Are you hungry?" He asked remembering back to Malik and Bakura.
Ryou and Yugi quickly jumped off the bed, forgetting to put their game up and tackled Yami who blocked their path, rushing towards the kitchen. Yami got up off the ground and slowly walked towards the kitchen. Maybe using food as a conversation beginner wasn't such good idea... Especially when dealing with little boys.
Yami walked into the kitchen expecting that Ryou, Yugi, and Malik were sitting around the kitchen table and Bakura had put together something that was at least edible; good was too much to hope for. Unfortunately this was not the case. Bakura were fighting the blaze coming form the microwave. Malik was standing a little ways Bakura saying something that was irritating him by the looks of that throbbing vein on his forehead. Ryou and Yugi were well out of the way as neither one was tall enough to reach the sink facet and the chairs were too close to the microwave for either one of their comfort levels.
All of this lay before Yami and registered one thought in his mind: Bakura's an idiot. Yami did the quickest thing he could to dispose of the burning appliance; he sent it to the shadowrealm. A black opened up and the fiery machine was sucked and the hole disappeared. Frankly it was amazing that out of frustration Bakura didn't think of this himself. He was never one to care about anyone's things, not even his own.
In any event Bakura carry himself well, using one of his usual insulting lines towards Yami, "I didn't need your help Pharaoh."
His of coarse could not go without Yami pointing out the obvious which he does so well in his round about ways, "Yes and the microwave lit itself on fire." He said then added for he knew what Bakura was going to say next, "I would be best if we go out to eat, since the kitchen seems to cause troubles for you tombrobber."
Bakura grumbled having nothing to say and yays exploded from Ryou and Yugi's mouth while Malik stood confuse as to what "out to eat" meant, but chose to say nothing. If it was anything like candy, then he was sure he'd enjoy it.
"So where do you guys want to go?" Yami questioned, for he knew the general direction of every fast-food restaurant in town. Yugi seemed to be addicted to burgers.
"Burger World!" Yugi chirped and Ryou agreed. Malik didn't have an opinion so he agreed too.
"All right Burger World," He said heading towards the door with the eight-year-olds in tow. Bakura grumbled something or another before placing his hands in his pockets and grudging setting out.
They soon reached Burger World. Bakura was holding Yugi's hand and Yami was holding Ryou's and eventually Malik who kept wanting to wander into the street. They walked up to the entrance where they where greeted with a stereotypical, "Welcome to Burger World."
"Yea, yea," Bakura said walking in not particularly liking the place, but then again what did he like?
They took their seats, Ryou, Yami, and Malik one side and Bakura and Yugi on the other side. Bakura was again sickened by the bright colors and loving atmosphere. It was to such a point now that it was taking a great amount of energy on his part not to just hit Yugi across the head who was positively beaming happiness and making the whole experience exponentially worst for Bakura.
Yami for one was fine with the situation, but he didn't think he'd be eating those deathtraps known as burgers. It always puzzled him how Yugi could eat something so repulsive, but he did love them.
After a few minutes the waitress came up, "Welc- Yami?"
Yami looked up. He had been previously staring transfixed on a game he had not yet seen before. It seemed the goal was to shoot the orange ball into the hoop as many times as possible before time ran out. "Tea?" He questioned, and then he remembered that Tea still worked at Burger World. "Oh, hello Tea." He greeted.
"Yami what are you here? Where's Yugi?" She questioned then added upon closer look, "And since when did you baby sit?"
Yami sighed. And thought out his what he would say as he himself didn't completely understand. "Tea, what happened was-"
" The three children you see before you are Ryou, Malik, and Yugi. No, they will return to normal and no, I am not going to hurt them, you, or that Ra-forsaken Pharaoh." Bakura's very short temper had snapped again, and he cut Yami off.
Tea was a bit taken back. She hadn't realized that that had been Bakura sitting there, but then it seemed only Yami, Yugi, and Malik could tell the difference. She cleared her throat obvious a sign of nervousness. "Well," she said, her voice within its normal range, "Do you guys want to order?" She asked glancing uneasily in Bakura's direction every few seconds. It wasn't that she didn't like Bakura, she made an effort to be on friendly terms with everyone, she just didn't feel safe with him around.
Yami shrugged, "Ryou what do you want?" He asked showing the albino child the pictorial menu.
Ryou was a bit flustered at first. He hadn't expected Yami to ask him anything. That was usually Bakura's job, "Um... that." He said unsurely pointing at a picture of some chicken nuggets.
Tea nodded and scribbled down what Ryou had pointed too, "Yugi you want a kids choice number two without onions or tomatoes, right?" Yugi nodded excitedly while Yami looked on amazed "Yugi been eating at Burger World since he was five." Tea said at seeing Yami's face. "Now what is Mr. Ishtar having?" Tea said in a babyish tone and couldn't resist pinch Malik's face.
Malik annoyedly pushed away Tea's hand and pointed at a caesar salad. Confused, Tea questioned Malik's order and recommended some things that small boys usually order, but Malik insisted upon a salad. "Are you sure?" She asked for like the billionth time, "You're you don't want this or this." She points towards some of the children's meals.
"Yes he is sure." Bakura said, his temper had snapped again, but at least he wasn't yelling, "Apparently I am the only one here who knows Malik is a vegetarian."
Tea's mouth formed an "o" and she quickly scribbled down the order and took her leave.
"What's a vege... a vegetar... a vegetarian?" Malik asked and then beamed at saying such a large word.
"It's what you are." Bakura say annoyed at having to answer the question, "People like you who don't eat meat." Bakura's eye's then became unfocused and a grin graced his face. Evidently, he was thinking back to one of the times he had eaten rare meat, which was good in his opinion, just to see the look on Malik's disgusted face.
"Bakura.... Bakura.... Tombrobber!" Bakura broke from his trance. He frowned as he saw Yami standing there. "Let's go Tombrobber. They want to play on the playground."
"I thought they were eating?" Bakura growled.
"The playground is in here." Yami replied.
"What's that got to do with me?"
"Everything. Remember our bet. Week is a long time." Yami grabbed Bakura and dragged him off towards the door marked as the indoor playground.
The two yamis opened the door and were blasted with sound from kids screaming and noisemakers won from the prize stand and from the games themselves. The place itself was huge with every thing a kid could want to play with; there was even a laser tag to the right. Burger World was certainly a wealthy company if nothing else.
"Malik's in the ball pit," Yami yelled to Bakura and pointed to Malik, who was hitting kids upside the head with plastic balls, "I'm going to go look for Ryou. You go looked for Ryou." Bakura mumbled something and set off leaving Yami to his own devices.
Yami walked about the playroom looking for the albino child known as Ryou. He had given up on calling for him when he noticed that it would be impossible for Ryou to hear him what with all the noise. He walked around the outskirts of the room with no luck. He then sighed knowing his last option.
He walked up to the entrance of what looked like a labyrinth, a colorful one at that. Ryou could have very well gone in and gotten hopeless lost. The labyrinth, for lack of a better word, was several levels high, riddled with obstacles, contain various pits and chances to fall, and was overall dangerous in Yami's eyes. What in the world possessed small children to risk their lives going in? He pondered this for a bit before he started forward where he was instantly stopped.
"Ahem, excuse me sir, but I'm afraid I can't let you pass," said a pale woman whose voice was unnervingly soft and perky, not to mention that smile of hers which seemed completely unnatural and went nicely with her disturbing voice.
"And why is that?" he asked, confused when he saw an slinky man enter with no problem.
"You'll have to remove your shoes and socks first," She said matter-of-factly, "They're not allowed." She added and motioned toward the rather large and neon colored sign stating what the unsettling woman had said.
Yami cleared his throat which was his equivalent to smiling and blushing sheepishly. He walked over to the nearest bench and unsnapped the straps on his pants that went around his black boots and gave the illusion that that his pants and shoes were on and the same. he then went the process of removing his shoes and socks.
**
On the other side of the room, Bakura was becoming deeply annoyed. Public places didn't agree with him and he made an effort to avoid them whenever possible. He would have to find Yugi soon or he couldn't guarantee the safety of everyone in the room. It had been ten minutes more than enough playtime.
He kept searching, becoming more and more agitated as time wore on. First, at all the children about him. They were sickening with their carefree nature and sticky candy covered mouths. And then at the fact that he hadn't seem hide nor hair of Yugi. Exactly how hard was it to find a kid who had a rainbow in his hair?
He kept looking about, "accidentally" knocking down few snotty-nosed brats as he did. Bakura spied Yami entering whatever the thing in the middle of the room. It hadn't occurred to him that you could actually enter it. He had thought it some type of decoration.
Seeing his problem solved, for surely into that thing was where Yugi lay, he started off towards the nearest entrance. He was stopped by one of the attendants, not that he cared. He waltzed passed the attendant who went from eerily nice to highly upset in under ten seconds. Again Bakura could care less and continued on.
Soon he came to a tunnel and he could no longer stand and had to resort to crawling on all fours, not that this bothered Bakura at all. He was, after all, the infamous tombrobber who ravaged over a thousand tombs, kings, priests and commoners alike.
This, however; could not said for Yami who was two stages above Bakura. He was being bombarded with slinging punching bags by five ten-year-olds. After a while he had gotten to the point where you could dodge them and he was steadily getting closer to the children. Frightened, in one last ditch effort they sent all of the large red punching bags towards Yami at once. Yami couldn't dodge them all at once and was sent tumbling backwards where he fell as he was unable to grab the monkey bars.
He fell into the safety net that was constructed to catch those who didn't have the upper body strength to make it across. Yami sat up and was greeted with shrill cackling.
"Clumsy, clumsy." Bakura said above Yami before starting another round of laughter.
Yami glared at Bakura and gauchely fought his way to side opposite Bakura. He wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he had gotten to him.
Bakura for one didn't care what Yami thought. He just needed something to harass. "Too bad that net was there." He half shouted to Yami, " I would have loved you see you land right on your royal head." He cackled once more and then continued on his merry way.
Yami growled, which was completely unlike him and continued to crawl through the tunnel maze in search the elusive silver hair. He did this all the while blowing annoying strands of hair out of his face and thinking one thing: It's going to be a long day.
~Review answers~
A.K.A. Talentless: I love your name I wish I would have come up with something that creative. I don't thin I'll use a BETA reader for this one. Otherwise it would never be posted, but I'd love to have you as one for my next fic that I'm thinking about writing. lucky you you don't go to school until September, but I get out in May so ha! o.O... I have a writing syle? I didn't know that... I like Bakura, so he's better written than Yami. Plus Yami has very random emotions in the anime so it hard for me write how he'd be in a demestic situation.
yami angel1: I agree.
the psychotic mage: I know... So Kawaii!
Iteria: That's it for this time peeps. If you guys have any suggestions as to how I can torture Yami and Bakura anymore feel free to tell me. I'm always open to suggestions, even bad ones. See ya!