Oh brother my updating skills are on the wacky. Please forgive to all who actually enjoyed this piece of-um…work. Oh vey do I ever need ideas. Any thoughts? Please? Ok, well here I go I don't own anything except that which I already said I didn't own. Did that make sense? Ah who cares.
"It's really great to see you again Mr. Samaka," Tristan grinned receiving a hair ruffle from whom he was speaking to. The elder white haired man was grinning from ear to ear to see the brother and sister duo. When Bakura finally joined them, the man looked as if he was going to cry.
"My boy it's wonderful to see you!" he sighed gripping him into a hug.
The actor could only sigh in a bout of depression, "You as well father. I do have one question though, what are you doing here?" he asked pulling away quickly.
"Don't you remember?" his father smiled clapping his son on the shoulder, "the castle you all are shooting in: that's the one I got from your grandfather in his will." If Bakura's face could have paled any more it would have. His jaw dropped, but was ignored as Lianna gaped in awe.
"Really? Bakura never mentioned you had a castle Mr. Samaka!"
"Please Lianna," the loving father smiled, "how many times must I tell you to call me Max? You've known me for years!" Joey walked by giving Bakura a sympathetic shake of the head. Before he could keep going, Bakura had gripped his arm with a look that read if you leave, I'd kill you.
Lianna blushed nodding her head at the comment, "Sorry Mr.-" She stopped short and grinned sheepishly, "Max?" Tristan and Max only laughed at her uncanny politeness. Bakura watched Joey's uncaring reaction when the conversation continued to older days when the three went to high school. Bakura used Joey as an escape and started drifting away from his father's babbling.
"I take it you don't very much appreciate your father's constant contact," Joey commented as they reached a herd of taxis taking them to the apartments. Bakura just shook his head rolling his eyes. The taller blonde cracked a smile, "Well, if you want to use me as a defense go right ahead. Not like nobody else does it." Bakura didn't bother asking as he was sharply pulled away by his new roommate.
"Hey there buddy!" Yami grinned talking loudly. Lowering his voice he said, "Get me the hell away from Mai and Tea or I'll scream."
Joey didn't even bother to ask why Bakura was dragged off. Better for me if I ignore it anyway. His dad seems fairly nice enough though. As if his words were a magical chant, Mr. Samaka stepped over to him with a warm greeting. "You must be Joseph Watson," he smiled, "a pleasure to meet you."
"Same here," he shook the older man's hand warmly not feeling like attempting to correct him on his name. Lianna was dragged over by her brother towards them. "Do you all want to share a cab?"
"That sounds like a nice idea," Mr. Samaka smiled. As Lianna halted at the edge of the curb, Tristan was slid forward and he pitched into the street. He laughed and turned to step up, but a cab that Joey had begun to wave over assumed he would get up in time.
"Tristan, look out!" Lianna gasped. Joey snapped his head around and grabbed the brunette boy's collar spinning the two around. This lightening fast action brought the cab to a screeching halt, Tristan onto the curb, and Joey barely making it himself. The cab's hood bumped into his supporting leg knocking him onto it. The cabbie jumped out yelling and screaming about crazy kids and such. "Oh my god! Mr. Watson!"
Mr. Samaka pulled him up off the hood checking him up. He brushed off his jacket looking at the stunned trio, "Don't worry. I'm fine. Just a bump," he turned over his shoulder to the cabbie, "no lawsuit. Just take us to the hotel that the director specified." The cabbie sighed thanking HIM profusely as he got back into the cab.
"You're sure you're alright?" Mr. Samaka asked again. He nodded sighing and running and hand through tussled blonde locks. Tristan gripped him in a bear hug thanking him again and again until he pried him off.
"Tell your brother to calm down Lianna," he chuckled turning to her. She didn't make any response, and when he got a better look he realized because she was crying.
Tristan ran to her throwing his arms around her, "Don't cry sis, it's ok. Everybody is ok, please don't cry." Oh god, now I've made the new kid cry. Just my luck. She pulled away looking back at Joey, and her big green eyes that were blurred with tears was killing him even more.
"You could have been killed," she whimpered. "That could have been Tristan, you saved his life." He couldn't take the sob story anymore, so he gestured to the cab taking her bag. Tristan nodded from behind her and helped him toss the bags into the trunk. He looked back every so often to see her being comforted by this father figure of her childhood. Tristan tapped his arm.
"Relax, she gets worked up easy. Specially about family and stuff like that." He nodded and slid all the way into the cab. Mr. Samaka joined the cabbie at the front and Tristan gently pushed Lianna in next to Joey before sliding in himself. "Lianna sandwich!" he cheered leaning on his sister playfully.
"Tristan get off me!" she whined trying to push him off. She was pretty weak compared to her brother and was pushed into Joey. So he gave a small grin and leaned back into her squishing her in between the two boys. "Max, help me!"
The older man laughed as both boys instantly stopped their torture of the poor girl. "Well, I know YOU two haven't changed," he laughed.
"Wait for me Yami!" Yugi hollered running down the road to meet his taller counter part. The taller blonde turned and stuck his tongue out at him sliding into the cab with three others. "Aw man, that was so mean.
"On the other hand," he muttered looking around. The whole crowd around him was filled with cast and crew, so he did what any guy in his position would do. He stood near three gorgeous girls and started crying. "How could he just leave me like that? I don't even know what apartment building we're supposed to be in!"
A tall red head near him looked over curiously, "Are you ok Yugi?"
"No," he sniffled, "Joey was supposed to go with me to the hotel."
A blonde next to her knelt down with him, "Did he just leave you here alone?" Her equally pretty friend came over to talk with him as well.
"That is so cruel, and to a little kid!"
"Yami was going to go too," he added as all three converged around him, "but he just left with some other people." He looked up with his big doe eyes as he forced tears to well up, and he was quite good at it too.
"You poor thing," the red head sighed. "Cassie, he can ride with us can't he?"
"Oh course!" one of the blondes smiled. "Come on, let's get a cab!"
He smiled and followed them around to the cab as they all got in heading for the apartments. He felt like one of the happiest kids on earth as he was made to sit in between the red head and Cassie the blonde.
Bakura stalled just long enough at the airport that he could take a cab completely and utterly alone. It made him perfectly happy, and he didn't care if anyone was worried about him coming or not.
At least, this was all something he had hoped would happen.
Just before the cab was going to drive away, Mai waved it down and got in as well. "Oh," she said realizing he was in there as well. "Hello Bakura. Um, how are you?"
"Fine I suppose," he answered. This girl seemed very awkward around him, he didn't blame her either (most people were), so he tried ignoring her. That of course was not going as he had planned either.
"So who are you sharing an apartment with?" she asked after a few minutes.
He wanted to jump out of the moving vehicle, "Yami. I didn't really have a choice in the matter." He waited a few moments and stole a glance at her. She was looking down into her lap, but she did seem like she wanted him to talk to her. He bit his tongue for what he was about to do, but did it anyway. "So," he grumbled, "who are you sharing an apartment with Mai?"
"Tea. She came and asked me, I figured it was better than having to share with some louse that I barely knew." She had a fairly meek voice for someone who had to play so brash a character. She certainly didn't act the part of Mai Valentine. She was dressed in a loose pair of black jeans and a modest cardigan, all of which covered most of the skin that her character was known for showing. "I have a feeling that it's not because we're such good friends either."
"You shouldn't let people push you around like that," he said. He stared out the window shocked, was he being nice to people? Talkative even? Was there no end to this madness? He just rolled his eyes within his head and tried to stay quiet.
"Yeah I guess so. But I'm not very comfortable talking with people," she sighed.
"Could've had me fooled," he muttered. He realized that he had said it out loud and banged his head on the window in response.
"Am I bothering you?" she asked talking a little stronger. Her voice seemed to have more confidence once he said that. "Don't lie either, because if I am I really want to know. Otherwise I'll be insulting you and I wont even know it.
Her words actually shocked him. Bakura turned to look at her jaw dropped a little bit. "Actually," he answered nervously, "I don't like talking to much of anyone. That's why I wanted to be in the cab alone." She bit her lip and looked down into her lap. "Sorry, but that's just how I am."
"I understand," she smiled. "One of us too nervous to talk to anyone, the other just doesn't want to." She giggled a little before covering up her mouth with her hand. The rest of the ride was spent in silence, for which Bakura was very happy to have.
When the ride finally ended, he got out of the car as fast as possible, yet before he went for his bags he wandered to her side of the car and opened up the door. Mai stared at him, but shyly took his offered hand climbing out. He grabbed his own bags and headed for the apartment buildings leaving her behind, "Maybe I'll see you around the set more often Mai. Perhaps we can not talk together."
What the hell am I doing? I am damning myself to torture and pain! He slammed his head on the door before walking inside and figuring out where the hell he would be rooming with Yami for the next few weeks.
Lianna gingerly stepped out of the cab with Tristan's hand pulling her out. Joey had already gotten out and gave her the bag he had tossed in the trunk for her. All of the other luggage was going to be shipped to the apartments the next morning. The cast and crew had been advised to pack sleeping clothes in their carryon. Tristan had instantly joked, "What if you sleep in the nude?"
To which Joey answered, "Then you have less to pack." Lianna didn't take long to notice that while Joey was usually very quiet and serious, being around her brother helped him loosen up very quickly. The same thing happens with me.
"Hey sis? What room are we in again?" Tristan asked as they headed into the apartment building. The crew was very lucky that the building complex was so new that only about four of the apartments were already taken. If that wasn't enough for all of them, there was another very similar one about a block down only about half full.
"We're on the seventh floor, I know that much," she called back fixing her sweater sleeves so she could reach into her wallet. Fining the small slip of paper she read, "G2. Wow that sounds familiar."
Tristan buzzed the elevator so they could go up to their floor. "Hurry up!" he laughed threatening to leave without her. As they hopped into the small metal box someone else called out.
"Hold the elevator please!" Lianna looked up seeing a recognizable, if older face. He squeezed in right before the doors closed. "Thank you Tristan."
"No problem Doc Peg," he smiled nervously. "Doc Peg" was the cast and crew wide nickname for Doctor Arthur Peglington, their esteemed and experienced actor who played the role of Pegasus. Tristan had personally never liked the older man; he was too creepy and way too nice for his liking.
"What floor are you going to?" Lianna asked as she pushed the button for the seventh floor. Personally, she thought he was very kind and very distinguished. However, she shared her brother's thoughts in that he was a little on the creepy side.
"The eighth please," he answered in his silky baritone voice. The ride was a bit uncomfortable seeing as how the brother and sister pair was very reluctant to talk with the good Doctor and no one said a word the whole eight floors up. "Have a pleasant afternoon you two," he smiled as they got off. Both gave simple nods and wandered down the hall for their room.
"No offense," Tristan squirmed as Lianna fumbled for the keys to open the apartment. "But that guy is freaky with a capital FREAK."
"Tristan," she hissed. "Don't be rude." As she got the door open she heard him mumble something along the lines of well he is. "Wow, this place is…wow."
"Spiffy," he chuckled closing the door behind them. "Seriously, the fact there are two bedrooms is an added bonus." He ducked into the back room looking at the bedrooms that were offered. "So which one do you want?" he hollered.
Lianna set her bag down gently on the kitchen's island. She had never had an island in her kitchen before, it was one of those things she wanted in her dream house as a kid. After a small sigh a reluctant happiness she answered, "Doesn't matter. Pick one for yourself."
After a slight crash, Tristan came back announcing he had thrown his stuff down. Explaining the crash, I hope he didn't break anything. He lounged gratefully on the lovely maroon couch that decorated their living room sighing in a manner similar to her own. "Hey sis, come here," he ordered. She went over to him sitting beside him with a soft smile. He hugged her close whispering, "I'm not letting anyone hurt you. You hear that? No one is going to ever hurt like that man did," after a long pause he added, "ever."
"Thank you Tristan," she muttered into his shoulder softly feeling tears drip down her cheeks at the thought of what he implied.
"For the last god damned time," Joey shouted wondering if he would pop a vein, "carry your own damn bags! You stupid brat!"
"How can you be so mean to Yugi?" one of the girls defending him asked. "He's just a kid Joey!"
The red head added, "And leaving him behind! How cruel!"
"What?" he asked suddenly uncharacteristically confused. "I thought he was riding with Yami?"
"And we'll get him later!" another blonde snapped.
"Whatever," Joey sighed glaring at the boy in question. "Kid, I'll carry one. No more. Last time I could have sued you because of what happened, but I'm not that thick. And you'll carry the rest. Got it?"
"Of course Joey!" Yugi grinned at him innocently. The elder blonde rolled his eyes picking out the heaviest bag just because he knew those girls would yell at him if he didn't. "Thank you girls so much! I could have gotten lost, or been kidnapped, and I really wanted to thank you for taking me with you!" They began babbling about how it was no problem and to call them any time he wanted. What a little pimp. Joey held the door open for him as he scurried inside. "Thanks roomy!"
"Aw, shaddup," he growled.
Note of warning: Peglington is NOT Pegasus from the series we all know and love. The Pegasus that we know of will be coming along soon, for now he's in hiding. Not hiding from view, just not saying "hey I'm Pegasus". Don't worry, our weirdo white haired rich guy will be very clear, very soon.