I FOUND IT!! I FOUND IT!! YAAAAY!! ^___________^ Now I can continue this
story. My faithful reviewers, I bring you the third chapter of what seems
to be my master story, The College Years!!
"Today, Bakura."
"I'm sorry, okay?!"
Bakura was on his knees searching for his skate's ball-bearing. He had long since found the lime green wheel.
"Gotcha"
His hands closed over the skate part he'd lost.
"Found it!" he called.
"Everyone sighed.
"Y'know, he's a bit accident-prone," Tristan said to the others. "Now that it's six o'clock, let's get our stuff out and unpack.
"By seven, the Silhouette was empty and the gang was halfway unpacked. Yugi plopped onto his bed, making it creak.
"This dorm feels nice," he said to Bakura, "But it's weird. I didn't feel comfortable leaving Gramps behind."
He did have to admit though, this was a plush dorm. He got up and began unpacking with his friend, folding another shirt and tucking it into a drawer. He then pulled out the Millennium Puzzle out and put it around his neck.
"Couldn't leave my old friend at home," he remarked.
"Small world," Bakura muttered. The Millennium Ring was on top of the clothes on his suitcase. Yugi was showing a great amount of displeasure and dislike at the sight of the object.
"Don't worry, its okay," Bakura assured him after reading his look. "I haven't just grown physically. My mind is strong enough to overpower the other me. Besides, he has come out since Battle City."
"Are you sure it's safe?" Yugi asked edgily.
"I've been wearing it most of the time since after Battle City and the TRPG game you played out with my yami. That's proof enough for me."
He put it on.
"Well, I guess let's go to bed. Big day tomorrow."
"I guess, Bakura. G'night."
The boys were so tired, that they fell asleep almost immediately. In Tristan and Joey's room.
"Goodnight, Joe."
"G'night Tristan."
Joey laid back in relaxation as Tristan played their night time Metallica tunes.
"Ah, my lullaby," Joey said as "Master of Puppets" began to play. Meanwhile.
"Hmm."
Tèa was absentmindedly flicking the end of one of her belts.
"I hope this year is easier on them than their other freshman year.
________________ "See you later, guys," Yugi called. They all didn't have totally similar schedules, so the Yugi crew needed to split up.
"Hey, new kid."
Yugi turned to see a 2nd year woman. Very pretty.
"I said hey."
"Uh.h-hey," he said in a choked voice.
"I've see you and your friends skate. You're good," she said coolly.
"Thanks," he croaked.
***
Their last period was the only period that the gang had together, so they met back up there.
"'Tsup, Yuge?"
"Hey Joey!" Yugi said. "How was your day?"
"It was fine."
"Tèa said she needed to miss class today to sign up for dance, but where are Tristan and Bakura?"
"Ah," Joey sighed. "About that."
"What happened?!"
"He got swirlied, Yuge. Really badly."
"He got his head stuffed down a TOILET?! On the FIRST day? He's twenty; he should be able to handle himself better!"
"Yeah. Yuge, he's really spirit broken 'bout this. Could ya talk to him?"
"Sure."
Just then, Ryou walked in and sat in the middle row. His hair was damp, frizzy, and smelled of public toilet.
"Hey, dude. What up?"
"Is it not obvious? I got jumped."
"By who?"
"RJ Benton. Over there," Bakura said, pointing to a guy with rough eyes and a muscular body. "He caught me in the hallway during switch. His groupies dragged me to the bathroom, he said he didn't like my accent and swirlied me. Simple stuff."
Bakura sighed.
"I'm worried Yuge. He's on the varsity hockey team and he's the captain of the highest ranking team in this school's College X-Games league.
Just then, Tristan appeared.
"Well then," he said, crashing on Bakura's opposite side, "We'll just leave to kick his sorry keester then!"
He reached into his pocket.
"Oh, yeah. I got the hockey roster," he announced. "Check it out."
Freshman Hockey Roster
Ryou Bakura
Positions to
Jonathon Chalensouk be determined
Gordon DaSilva
Christina Gray
Roger Hawk Ghost
John Jones
Seto Kaiba
Yugi Mutou
Rex Raptor
Tristan Taylor
Joey Wheeler
Athletes meet at Rink @ 4:30 P.M.
"That's great, we all made the team and then some," Joey said.
"Yeah, but look at the roster closely," Bakura said. He ran his finger down the list. "There's Seto Kaiba and Rex Raptor."
"Not good, but not necessarily bad," Yugi said, shrugging. "Anyway, the meeting is at four-thirty, so we have an hour or 45 minutes, I'd say, to get ready. We all know how to ice skate, we all know how to shoot. We'll beat those varsity guys at their own game!"
"Oh, I seriously doubt that."
Yugi was sent crashing into Bakura by an almighty shove. He turned to see RJ Benton.
"I'm gonna fold you five ways and leave you for a cat toy."
"Not while I'm on the team, you lowlife wasted piece of brain matter!"
"K-Kaiba!" Yugi stammered as he saw his rival.
"Bring it then, big CEO man. I bet you don't have enough talent in your deoxyribonucleic acid, or DNA, to beat me in a shootout."
"FYI, talent is not an inherited trait. It is something that, once discovered and honed to perfection, can make you a formidable adversary," Kaiba spat back at the cocky RJ. "All right, then, freshman. How about a little wager?" "I'm listening."
"Let's play a shootout. 1 on 1. The object is to hit both sidebars and the crossbar of the goal."
"Fine. But how about we also play my way?"
"A battle of Duel Monsters, I presume?"
"Bulls eye."
"Alright, it's a wager, loser."
"You know it, moronic fool"
They shook on it, each seeming to try and break the other's fingers before they released.
So ends chapter 3. I like the little attention I'm getting, so please review. Tell me if I should add a humor fic if you want. And if you can and want, send in some fanart. I dunno how u do it, but I like art. That's my gig, but I don't have a scanner. I'm poor. I'm so poor, I can't afford the last two letters: I'm po'! Anyways, I'm getting the hang of typing like this, so I may actually review faster! Here's hopin'
R&R please!! PLEASE!!!
"Today, Bakura."
"I'm sorry, okay?!"
Bakura was on his knees searching for his skate's ball-bearing. He had long since found the lime green wheel.
"Gotcha"
His hands closed over the skate part he'd lost.
"Found it!" he called.
"Everyone sighed.
"Y'know, he's a bit accident-prone," Tristan said to the others. "Now that it's six o'clock, let's get our stuff out and unpack.
"By seven, the Silhouette was empty and the gang was halfway unpacked. Yugi plopped onto his bed, making it creak.
"This dorm feels nice," he said to Bakura, "But it's weird. I didn't feel comfortable leaving Gramps behind."
He did have to admit though, this was a plush dorm. He got up and began unpacking with his friend, folding another shirt and tucking it into a drawer. He then pulled out the Millennium Puzzle out and put it around his neck.
"Couldn't leave my old friend at home," he remarked.
"Small world," Bakura muttered. The Millennium Ring was on top of the clothes on his suitcase. Yugi was showing a great amount of displeasure and dislike at the sight of the object.
"Don't worry, its okay," Bakura assured him after reading his look. "I haven't just grown physically. My mind is strong enough to overpower the other me. Besides, he has come out since Battle City."
"Are you sure it's safe?" Yugi asked edgily.
"I've been wearing it most of the time since after Battle City and the TRPG game you played out with my yami. That's proof enough for me."
He put it on.
"Well, I guess let's go to bed. Big day tomorrow."
"I guess, Bakura. G'night."
The boys were so tired, that they fell asleep almost immediately. In Tristan and Joey's room.
"Goodnight, Joe."
"G'night Tristan."
Joey laid back in relaxation as Tristan played their night time Metallica tunes.
"Ah, my lullaby," Joey said as "Master of Puppets" began to play. Meanwhile.
"Hmm."
Tèa was absentmindedly flicking the end of one of her belts.
"I hope this year is easier on them than their other freshman year.
________________ "See you later, guys," Yugi called. They all didn't have totally similar schedules, so the Yugi crew needed to split up.
"Hey, new kid."
Yugi turned to see a 2nd year woman. Very pretty.
"I said hey."
"Uh.h-hey," he said in a choked voice.
"I've see you and your friends skate. You're good," she said coolly.
"Thanks," he croaked.
***
Their last period was the only period that the gang had together, so they met back up there.
"'Tsup, Yuge?"
"Hey Joey!" Yugi said. "How was your day?"
"It was fine."
"Tèa said she needed to miss class today to sign up for dance, but where are Tristan and Bakura?"
"Ah," Joey sighed. "About that."
"What happened?!"
"He got swirlied, Yuge. Really badly."
"He got his head stuffed down a TOILET?! On the FIRST day? He's twenty; he should be able to handle himself better!"
"Yeah. Yuge, he's really spirit broken 'bout this. Could ya talk to him?"
"Sure."
Just then, Ryou walked in and sat in the middle row. His hair was damp, frizzy, and smelled of public toilet.
"Hey, dude. What up?"
"Is it not obvious? I got jumped."
"By who?"
"RJ Benton. Over there," Bakura said, pointing to a guy with rough eyes and a muscular body. "He caught me in the hallway during switch. His groupies dragged me to the bathroom, he said he didn't like my accent and swirlied me. Simple stuff."
Bakura sighed.
"I'm worried Yuge. He's on the varsity hockey team and he's the captain of the highest ranking team in this school's College X-Games league.
Just then, Tristan appeared.
"Well then," he said, crashing on Bakura's opposite side, "We'll just leave to kick his sorry keester then!"
He reached into his pocket.
"Oh, yeah. I got the hockey roster," he announced. "Check it out."
Freshman Hockey Roster
Ryou Bakura
Positions to
Jonathon Chalensouk be determined
Gordon DaSilva
Christina Gray
Roger Hawk Ghost
John Jones
Seto Kaiba
Yugi Mutou
Rex Raptor
Tristan Taylor
Joey Wheeler
Athletes meet at Rink @ 4:30 P.M.
"That's great, we all made the team and then some," Joey said.
"Yeah, but look at the roster closely," Bakura said. He ran his finger down the list. "There's Seto Kaiba and Rex Raptor."
"Not good, but not necessarily bad," Yugi said, shrugging. "Anyway, the meeting is at four-thirty, so we have an hour or 45 minutes, I'd say, to get ready. We all know how to ice skate, we all know how to shoot. We'll beat those varsity guys at their own game!"
"Oh, I seriously doubt that."
Yugi was sent crashing into Bakura by an almighty shove. He turned to see RJ Benton.
"I'm gonna fold you five ways and leave you for a cat toy."
"Not while I'm on the team, you lowlife wasted piece of brain matter!"
"K-Kaiba!" Yugi stammered as he saw his rival.
"Bring it then, big CEO man. I bet you don't have enough talent in your deoxyribonucleic acid, or DNA, to beat me in a shootout."
"FYI, talent is not an inherited trait. It is something that, once discovered and honed to perfection, can make you a formidable adversary," Kaiba spat back at the cocky RJ. "All right, then, freshman. How about a little wager?" "I'm listening."
"Let's play a shootout. 1 on 1. The object is to hit both sidebars and the crossbar of the goal."
"Fine. But how about we also play my way?"
"A battle of Duel Monsters, I presume?"
"Bulls eye."
"Alright, it's a wager, loser."
"You know it, moronic fool"
They shook on it, each seeming to try and break the other's fingers before they released.
So ends chapter 3. I like the little attention I'm getting, so please review. Tell me if I should add a humor fic if you want. And if you can and want, send in some fanart. I dunno how u do it, but I like art. That's my gig, but I don't have a scanner. I'm poor. I'm so poor, I can't afford the last two letters: I'm po'! Anyways, I'm getting the hang of typing like this, so I may actually review faster! Here's hopin'
R&R please!! PLEASE!!!