Aisha: I have a million and two excuses for not updating, most of which are actually true, but it's still not good enough. I'm sorry it's taking so long; I didn't expect to get sooooo much work this year. That and the fact that I keep getting all these ideas for great new fics (ex: 'Battle City Cafeteria Style' 'A New World') and I just have to write them down. I'd also like to apologize if this chapter comes out funny, my computer has been freaking out lately, and I'm checking it for viruses as we speak. Let's hope that nothing weird happens.
I'd like to take a quick poll. Now this story is going to go on for a while, I intended for it to be long. But here's the thing, if I don't cut out some of what I intended to happen, then we're never going to get to the sequel, and that's bad. I'm going to list a few things (stuff that won't give away the plot too much) and you tell me what to keep and what to pitch.
Item One: The Yamis taking the hikaris to school.
Item Two: Christmas Vacation.
Item Three: The origin of the Sennen Items. (I can't take this one out for plot reasons, but I could put it in the sequel instead.)
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Bound By Our Simple Mistakes
Chapter14: Root Beer Floats!
(It's still Saturday Morning for those of you who are confused.)
(*Yami's POV*)
The morning is evil, plain and simple. It isn't natural to get up early. Or at least it shouldn't be.
I like the nightlife. Parties, concerts, bike races, clubs, neon lights, all the cool stuff happens at night.
The morning is only there to be irritatingly bright as a mocking reminder that you shouldn't have had as much as you did to drink last night.
What?
No I'm not old enough to drink.
That's what fake Ids are for.
I may be a straight A student, but that doesn't mean I'm an angel.
…Angel.
Angel?
'I feel like I've forgotten something,' my mind was sluggish and fogged, 'but what? Let's see I went to school, then I got into a fight with Bakura, and then… I'm drawing a blank.' Try as I might I couldn't remember what had happened the night before.
A vision of large purple frightened eyes flashed in my mind. I rubbed my temples in pained confusion looking at the window in hatred (I really do hate the mornings) when I noticed something. Hanging off of the curtain rod was an upside down golden pyramid on a thin strap of leather. Images and words of the previous night came flooding back. Even through this tsunami of memories I couldn't help but wonder if that little thing (Yugi was his name?) was still around.
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(Yugi's POV*)
It was a bizarre morning. I had re-told my tale to Grandpa, and he believe every word of it. I even told him about his own experience in the Upper Elements, but he didn't seem to remember any of it. They had probably wiped his memory.
After that Grandpa had proceeded to stuff me with every breakfast food known to man. "You're too skinny," he told me, "but we can do something about that." He winked before setting down a few more plates of food.
Some irritated grumbling was heard from the doorway before a very disheveled Yami, clad in sweatpants only, came in and ate a few dishes in record time before putting his head down and falling asleep on the table. He emitted a few quiet snores before Grandpa chuckled and said, "He's always like this in the morning. He'll wake up in a few minutes." And true to Grandpa's word, no less then five minutes later Yami woke up, left the kitchen, and came back clad in blue-ish black leather.
"So, what are you boys planning on doing today?" Grandpa Mouto asked while washing a few plates.
"Well I need to get back to Heaven. I failed this project miserably, and Adara and Ryou are probably worried sick," I replied, while battling Sugoroku for sink space (he didn't want me to do the dishes.)
"Oh? Well it's a shame you have to leave so soon, right Yami?"
"Yeah, sure," Yami said, face impassive and eyes on his watch.
"Well what do you plan to do today?" Grandpa questioned the ruby-eyed teen.
"I'm meeting a few people at the mall," his voice was deep and cold, but the elder man seemed unaffected.
"Oh. Is that Bakura fellow going to be there?" Gentle senior citizen though he may have been, his voice was able to match Yami's note for note. It was getting a little chilly in the room.
"Ishtar is coming, so probably."
"You stay away from that boy! The two of you always end up fighting. It's a wonder you actually consider each other friends!" Now Grandpa sounded down right pissed.
"Whatever," and Yami didn't seem to care.
"Fine! But when you get in trouble, don't come crying to me!" These two were supposed to be a loving family?
"I'll put in a double shift at the shop," this went over my head, but it must have been a bribe because of the sly look in Yami's eyes.
"Sold. He's thirty dollars, call if you need anything," Sugoroku was back to smiling merrily and doing the dishes. This family was just weird.
"Well, I better get going," I said walking to the back door.
"It was nice having coherent company for breakfast," Grandpa through a teasing look at Yami who just huffed a little, "Please come back some time."
I spread my wings to their full fifteen feet rising up a little bit before getting caught by a wind that slammed me straight into a tree. The last thing that I heard before I passed out was a very nasty cracking sound.
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(*Mokuba's POV*)
"Do you have to go Nii-Sama?*" I whined slightly, trying to push the pitiful factor to its fullest. My big brother, of course, was not buying it. (*Nii-Sama is a respectful way of saying big brother... or at least I think it is.)
"Yes Mokuba I have to go to the mall. Mai threatened to shout in my ear for three consecutive days if I didn't, and I wouldn't put it passed her to try and do something like that."
I gave him my very best watery puppy dog eyes; they almost always got him to breakdown.
"No, but maybe I'll take you to the arcade afterwards, ok?" His lips twitched upwards at my pouting. "Now be good, and I'll be back from the mall as soon as I can."
"Fine, but you better bring me back something!" I yelled playfully as he closed the front door.
"Now lets see," I said aloud to myself, "I'm home alone in the most technologically advanced mansion in the world. What should I do?" I made few mock thoughtful poses before shouting out, "RAID THE FRIDGE!!!!" With that I ran into the kitchen.
I headed straight for the root beer and ice cream, intent on making a Root Beer Float. I was just about done when I heard two very loud crashes upstairs followed by, "Ow! That was my foot you landed on!" Said by a female voice, and then, "Sorry," by a male voice. Quickly I shoved a spoon in my glass, grabbed it, and decided to go investigate.
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(*Malik's POV*)
Breaking into Bakura's house would have been mildly amusing if not for two things. One: we found a spare key before we even had the chance to destroy anything, and two: we were too hungry to care.
"You take the fridge, I'll check the cupboards. Meet at the stove in two minutes. GO!" Ishtar said, as though he was some army general.
The plan probably would have worked very well if not for the fact that both kitchen doors were locked. Further investigation revealed a note that said:
Ishtar:
Isis called to tell me that you have no food. Well tough, hands off mine. And if you break down this door you're paying for it. On a lighter note I have a great story to tell you about last night. Meet me at Dunken Doughnuts, maybe I'll bye you a coffee.
~BAKURA
"What, no coffee for me?" I asked, purple feathers ruffling indignantly.
"He probably doesn't know that you're still around," Ishtar reasoned.
"Well he should," I huffed childishly, "after all, Ryou's still here."
"Where?" Ishtar asked excitedly, no doubt wanting to fawn over his hair again.
"There," I pointed to the stairs behind him where a very confused, tired, and disheveled Ryou stood.
"Where's Bakura?" He asked quietly.
"Out," Ishtar and I said simultaneously.
"Huh? But the Ring, it didn't…" He looked even more confused now.
"Pull you to him?" I supplied.
"Yeah."
"Ryou I think it's time we had another talk. But first we need to find Yami, Yugi, and Bakura," I said evenly.
"Who's Yugi?" Ishtar asked, voice dripping with danger should he get an answer he didn't agree with.
"He's my friend," Ryou cut in quickly.
"Oh… Has he got shine hair like you?" Ishtar asked smiling.
"Well no, but it does defy all the laws of physics." Ryou yawned descending the rest of the stairs, before opening one of the supposedly locked kitchen doors.
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Aisha: Sorry to end it there, but I have to go now. I'll update later, I have next Monday off as well, so maybe then. Bye. REVIEW PLEASE!!!!