Neko Yasha: hey every one and welcome to chapter two of chibified!!! sorry it took us so long to get it out,
but i've sadly been struckin with severe writer's block. any way, i'm gonna be moving in a couple weeks to make
sure that we have enough room for the new baby! so i'll be taking a week-long break. but don't worry!
i'mnot moving for a while! so you've got plenty o' fic until then.
Hiei: damn. and here i thought you'd be giving up writing forever.
CK: *gasp* no!
Neko Yasha: NEVER!
Hiei: damnit to hell!
Neko Yasha: any way, here's chapter 2.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What the hell did you do to him?!" i demanded through gritted teeth; never taking my eyes off of the tiny
blonde baby whom was still lying on the ground, completely naked in the cold wet grass.
"well, i, uh, cast a spell on him, and now he's a baby..." bakura mumbled under his breath. had i not been
so close to him i probably wouldn't have heard him. "I figured that much out, now how do we get him back to normal?!"
Bakura looked down nervously, anxiously counting the random dark green grass blades. "well..?" i pressed on.
"well, we have to get him the antidote.." ok, that's not too bad.."Great! where is it?" i asked, pure excitement obvious
in my voice. "inhmsiegypt" i couldn't make out the exact words as Bakura slurred under his breath. "What was that?"
he sighed and turned towards me, looking me straight in the eye. "It's in Egypt" I as shocked, to say the least, and in a
desperate attempt at denial, i didn't quite catch the meaning of his words, before it finally hit me. "So you're saying
we can't get him back to normal unless we travel all the way to egypt and find the antidote?"
i asked, surprising my self at how calm i sounded. "Um, yeah?" that did it. i finally snapped.
before he could even blink i had both my hands wrapped around his neck, pinning him up against the giant willow
tree that sat i the middle of my large back yard. "what the hell were you thinking you baka?!" i screamed at the top
of my lungs, making my throat dry and horse. before he could answer, i heard a quiet gasp followed by a loud shrill ear
piercing cry, forcing me to release bakura as to cover my ears in an attempt to block out the offensive sound.
"What the hell is that?!" i yelled, then frantically searched the yard for the noise, until i reckognized the sound
to be a baby cry. turning towards the sorce of the inhuman sobs. "Oh seto you scared him!" Shouted Ryou, glaring at me before
rushing towards the baby version of Joey, picking him up and rocking him back and forth whilst singing to him softly
in his cool accented voice, soothing the crying infant. soon Joey fell asleep, burring his face into Ryou's pale neck
and began to emmitt quiet snort-like snores. "How can you do that?" i asked softly, causing Ryou to look up at me in
confusion. "Do what?" i fell quiet for a moment, searching for the right way to put my question as not to sound rude.
"How can you hold him like that like it's nothing at all? like he's all ways been like this!" He glared at me, obviously
offended by my question, though i'm not sure why. "Like what Seto?" he asked quietly, as not to wake the snoring Joey
whom was beginning to slobber and drool on Ryou's snowy white sweater. once again, i was at a loss for words.
"Like..this! damnit, you know what i mean!" this time, Ryou didn't say any thing, turning back to Joey and brushing some
stray blonde hair out of his closed eyes. "He's still the same person Seto. he's just a baby now. it's not like he has some
kind of desease!" Yugi screamed at me, before storming off into the mansion, Ryou following closely behind him, both
of them dragging their yami's close behind them. all i could do is stare at their retreating forms. i had never been so
confused in my life. "What the hell just happened...?" i wondered to my self. suddenly, i felt a tiny hand pat me
on the back, followed by a loud sigh. i looked over to my right to gaze into the slanted hazel eyes of Tristan as he put
an arm around my shoulders and gave me a grin. "No one knows my friend. no one knows." after i was sure he was finished
talking about..something..i gave him a look that clearly said 'shut the hell up you fucking idiot.' "Tristan..go home."
i could tell he was about to protest, but once he saw the look on my face, he quickly changed his mind about arguing.
after Tristan had left, i hesitantly made my way back into the mansion where i awaited the slow and painful death of
Ryou and Yugi in one of their 'bitchy' moods. once in side, i shrugged off my dark blue trench coat and headed into the
living room, where much to my surprise, i heard laughter echoeing about the off white mansion walls. feeling curious,
i quietly strode into the living room, where i was greeted with the rather mind-boggling sight of Ryou, sitting on the
large white leather couch tickling the bare stomach of a hysterical Joey as he giggled and squirmed under his touch
hile Yugi sat giggling at the sight, next to Yami and Bakura as they watched with expressionless faces. i also noticed
that mokuba was in the room, sitting on a large white tiger skin rug (i know it's cruel, but it's just a fic!)
eyes glued to the tv as he pounded away at a gray joy stick that was hooked up to some game i didn't reckognize.
i turned my attention back to the duo on the couch. walking up to Ryou, i grabbed his thin wrist and yanked it away from
Joey, bringing his laughter to a hault. every one froze, looking up at me questioningly, including Joey, who looked like
he was about to burst into tears any second. quickly, before he could to just that, i scooped him up into my arms,
making sure to support his head with my elbow before turning back to the small crowd of my so-called 'friends'.
"What's the matter with you? all of you! you're acting like this is no big deal!" no body said a word. just stared
at me. i took in a deep breath, calming my self as to avoid yelling, reminding my self that there was a baby in my arms
and there would be hell to pay if i upset him. "Now, i'm going to go to the store and get him some clothes, bottles and
diapers while you guys stay here and figure out what we're going to do about this. and when i get back, i don't want
to hear any ame excuses like 'there's nothing we can do about it so lets just keep him like this!' or any thing like that!
you have 3 hours. you better come up with something. understood?" all of them nodded. "Good."
with that, i wrapped Joey into a small blue fuzzy blanket and headed out the door.
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Neko Yasha: *sigh* i know, that was short. i'm sorry! but i have writer's block! and that seemed like a good place to end
it!
Hiei: look at it this way. the shorter the chapters, the less shit you have to deal with. aka this fic.
CK: AH! BAD WORDS! *covers ears*
Neko Yasha: -_- Hiei and his potty mouth. any way, please R&R! no flames please.
CK: bye bye!
but i've sadly been struckin with severe writer's block. any way, i'm gonna be moving in a couple weeks to make
sure that we have enough room for the new baby! so i'll be taking a week-long break. but don't worry!
i'mnot moving for a while! so you've got plenty o' fic until then.
Hiei: damn. and here i thought you'd be giving up writing forever.
CK: *gasp* no!
Neko Yasha: NEVER!
Hiei: damnit to hell!
Neko Yasha: any way, here's chapter 2.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Seto's P.O.V)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What the hell did you do to him?!" i demanded through gritted teeth; never taking my eyes off of the tiny
blonde baby whom was still lying on the ground, completely naked in the cold wet grass.
"well, i, uh, cast a spell on him, and now he's a baby..." bakura mumbled under his breath. had i not been
so close to him i probably wouldn't have heard him. "I figured that much out, now how do we get him back to normal?!"
Bakura looked down nervously, anxiously counting the random dark green grass blades. "well..?" i pressed on.
"well, we have to get him the antidote.." ok, that's not too bad.."Great! where is it?" i asked, pure excitement obvious
in my voice. "inhmsiegypt" i couldn't make out the exact words as Bakura slurred under his breath. "What was that?"
he sighed and turned towards me, looking me straight in the eye. "It's in Egypt" I as shocked, to say the least, and in a
desperate attempt at denial, i didn't quite catch the meaning of his words, before it finally hit me. "So you're saying
we can't get him back to normal unless we travel all the way to egypt and find the antidote?"
i asked, surprising my self at how calm i sounded. "Um, yeah?" that did it. i finally snapped.
before he could even blink i had both my hands wrapped around his neck, pinning him up against the giant willow
tree that sat i the middle of my large back yard. "what the hell were you thinking you baka?!" i screamed at the top
of my lungs, making my throat dry and horse. before he could answer, i heard a quiet gasp followed by a loud shrill ear
piercing cry, forcing me to release bakura as to cover my ears in an attempt to block out the offensive sound.
"What the hell is that?!" i yelled, then frantically searched the yard for the noise, until i reckognized the sound
to be a baby cry. turning towards the sorce of the inhuman sobs. "Oh seto you scared him!" Shouted Ryou, glaring at me before
rushing towards the baby version of Joey, picking him up and rocking him back and forth whilst singing to him softly
in his cool accented voice, soothing the crying infant. soon Joey fell asleep, burring his face into Ryou's pale neck
and began to emmitt quiet snort-like snores. "How can you do that?" i asked softly, causing Ryou to look up at me in
confusion. "Do what?" i fell quiet for a moment, searching for the right way to put my question as not to sound rude.
"How can you hold him like that like it's nothing at all? like he's all ways been like this!" He glared at me, obviously
offended by my question, though i'm not sure why. "Like what Seto?" he asked quietly, as not to wake the snoring Joey
whom was beginning to slobber and drool on Ryou's snowy white sweater. once again, i was at a loss for words.
"Like..this! damnit, you know what i mean!" this time, Ryou didn't say any thing, turning back to Joey and brushing some
stray blonde hair out of his closed eyes. "He's still the same person Seto. he's just a baby now. it's not like he has some
kind of desease!" Yugi screamed at me, before storming off into the mansion, Ryou following closely behind him, both
of them dragging their yami's close behind them. all i could do is stare at their retreating forms. i had never been so
confused in my life. "What the hell just happened...?" i wondered to my self. suddenly, i felt a tiny hand pat me
on the back, followed by a loud sigh. i looked over to my right to gaze into the slanted hazel eyes of Tristan as he put
an arm around my shoulders and gave me a grin. "No one knows my friend. no one knows." after i was sure he was finished
talking about..something..i gave him a look that clearly said 'shut the hell up you fucking idiot.' "Tristan..go home."
i could tell he was about to protest, but once he saw the look on my face, he quickly changed his mind about arguing.
after Tristan had left, i hesitantly made my way back into the mansion where i awaited the slow and painful death of
Ryou and Yugi in one of their 'bitchy' moods. once in side, i shrugged off my dark blue trench coat and headed into the
living room, where much to my surprise, i heard laughter echoeing about the off white mansion walls. feeling curious,
i quietly strode into the living room, where i was greeted with the rather mind-boggling sight of Ryou, sitting on the
large white leather couch tickling the bare stomach of a hysterical Joey as he giggled and squirmed under his touch
hile Yugi sat giggling at the sight, next to Yami and Bakura as they watched with expressionless faces. i also noticed
that mokuba was in the room, sitting on a large white tiger skin rug (i know it's cruel, but it's just a fic!)
eyes glued to the tv as he pounded away at a gray joy stick that was hooked up to some game i didn't reckognize.
i turned my attention back to the duo on the couch. walking up to Ryou, i grabbed his thin wrist and yanked it away from
Joey, bringing his laughter to a hault. every one froze, looking up at me questioningly, including Joey, who looked like
he was about to burst into tears any second. quickly, before he could to just that, i scooped him up into my arms,
making sure to support his head with my elbow before turning back to the small crowd of my so-called 'friends'.
"What's the matter with you? all of you! you're acting like this is no big deal!" no body said a word. just stared
at me. i took in a deep breath, calming my self as to avoid yelling, reminding my self that there was a baby in my arms
and there would be hell to pay if i upset him. "Now, i'm going to go to the store and get him some clothes, bottles and
diapers while you guys stay here and figure out what we're going to do about this. and when i get back, i don't want
to hear any ame excuses like 'there's nothing we can do about it so lets just keep him like this!' or any thing like that!
you have 3 hours. you better come up with something. understood?" all of them nodded. "Good."
with that, i wrapped Joey into a small blue fuzzy blanket and headed out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Neko Yasha: *sigh* i know, that was short. i'm sorry! but i have writer's block! and that seemed like a good place to end
it!
Hiei: look at it this way. the shorter the chapters, the less shit you have to deal with. aka this fic.
CK: AH! BAD WORDS! *covers ears*
Neko Yasha: -_- Hiei and his potty mouth. any way, please R&R! no flames please.
CK: bye bye!