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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! No suing me, ok?
Well, I'm back! I really need to start to updating more.
Bakura: Duh you baka!
Me: Don't blame me, blame my stupid computer! *gets fire torch* This will come in handy to kill my baka computer! Muahahaha! XD
Malik: Oh no! The evil laugh *hides*
Me: Yep ^^; Remember! Read Felicia's fics! (Xx-One-Odd-Gurl-xX) She helped me with this fic… a lot!! ^_^ Oh! Here's a link to a drawing she did for this chappy!
http://www.hometown.aol.com/limoffragreality/Kelsey.html
Check it out!! I love it! *huggles Felicia*
This is going to be a SUPER long chapter... so uhh, I'm thinking of having a Part 3 to this also *twitches* Might be a little over 3,000 words, I dunno...
/.../ is as you know (probably) Mind talk as I call it. Like for example in this chap. Ryou talking to Bakura.
Hopefully NO spelling mistakes, I checked 5 times... _
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Ok, last time, Malik was going to go into Anzu's room to take on Ryou's dare of dressing up as a girl and going outside to see if anything happens. Marik was making fun of Malik, so he came with him to make up an idea of how to steal the clothes form Anzu's room. Now! On with the newest part/chapter of Let the Truth or Dare Games Begin!
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Chapter 5: The Yami's Weird Midnight Part 2
Malik and Marik were in Yuugi's dining room dealing with the fact that Malik had to do Ryou's dare.
"Why do I have to come sneak clothes with you aibou?" asked Marik, maddened by the fact Malik wanted him to come help him with Ryou's dare he gave him.
Malik simply said, "Because I said so."
"Great reason."
"Yeah, no shit. Now we need to make up the plan, now! I need you to help me Marik."
"Well, what do you want me to do?" asked Marik.
"I have no freaking clue. I guess whatever we do is alright with Ryou, as long as I get into Anzu's clothes." exclaimed Malik.
It was silent for about five minutes until Marik said, "What if Anzu's a boy, and we don't know it?"
Malik just stared at his yami for a minute and finally told him to shut up.
"Fine. Oh! I know! Why don't you posses her with the Millennium Rod again so that she can get the clothes for us?" Marik suggested.
"She will find out eventually about it you dumbass, then she'll go running around this house screaming at the top of her voice 'Oh no! Where are my precious, slutty clothes?' She'll turn out just as more annoying. We have to get all of this over with during the time she is asleep. I thought that you could make better plans than this."
After the disagreement, Marik got bored and started looking around the house. Until his eyes landed to someone extremely bored in the kitchen staring at the knives on the kitchen island. He then thought, 'I have an idea...'
"Hey Malik!" said Marik, startling Malik in his trail of thoughts.
"What now? You have another dumb idea? Oh, I know now... lets put earplugs on her. How about that?" Malik said sarcastically.
Marik looked hurt but told Malik his idea anyway. "No, who's about the slyest person here right now?" Marik then motioned his head towards the direction of the kitchen. Malik trailed his eyes in the direction that his yami was motioning. "Oh."
"What the hell are you two staring at?" Bakura demanded.
"You." Malik and Marik said in unison.
Bakura looked at the two Egyptians as if he was going to strangle them both at that exact second. "Can you explain why you are?"
"Well, we want you to do a favor for us." Marik said.
"Why should I help you with the dare that my hikari gave you? I know that's what you're going to ask about."
"Please Bakura? Help us just this once?" pleaded Marik.
"Does this have to do anything with your knowledge of me once being an infamous, powerful tomb robber in my past?"
Marik thought for a moment then said, "Possibly."
"Then no. I do not want to be taken advantage of just because of my stealing skills." Bakura said.
"Fine then, I was going to make Marik give in to a really tough truth or dare suggestion from you. But now, I guess that isn't going to happen. Right Marik?" Malik said, while nudging Marik in the ribs.
Even though Marik was dazed out, staring at nothing in particular, he said, "Sure. Why not?", before dazing out for another time.
Bakura than sits down on a chair in the living room with the two Ishtar's and agrees with them. "What do I have to do?" Bakura asked while sighing.
Malik looked surprised with Bakura's agreement. Then, he explained what he had to do. "Well, you go into Anzu's room quietly, yet quickly. Manage to find her overnight bag, bring it into the hallway where I'll be standing; so I'll at least get credit for being near, and then I'll get out what I need."
"Sounds ok, but what about Mai?"
Malik thought for a moment then said, "I forgot about her... Well, I guess you'll just have to step over her or something. Who cares about that whore anyway?"
"Right on!" Marik yelled, "Now, can we please get off of these really hard chairs? They're really starting to hurt my ass."
~*~ Back in the living room ~*~
Kaiba blinked at the two people staring at him. He wondered why they were even looking at him, and how long they were. He started glaring at them before Ryou and Yuugi looked down at the floor laughing.
"What are you two laughing at, might I ask?" Kaiba demanded.
"Nothing."
"Really then?" Kaiba asked, "then why are the both of you looking over in my direc-... Where the hell is my plushie?!?"
Ryou can't control his laughing, nor does Yuugi. So they both end up spilling out their laughter they had hiding within the past minute, trying to be careful to not wake up anyone that was sleeping. Finally, Ryou ending up saying, "Well... you see its kind of a long story."
Kaiba got angered at both of Ryou's and Yuugi's laughing fits and managed to only get out, "Really?"
"Yep. You fell asleep while we were still playing truth or dare. And well... we forgot that you were there because you were on the other side of the room until we heard you to start to talk in your sleep." Ryou explained.
Kaiba crossed his arms and got even madder at the two. "What? I do not, I say do not, talk in my sleep!"
Yuugi got the courage to say, "Yes you do, Kaiba. All eight of us heard you. You started to call your Blue Eyes plushie the Plushie of Ra... and well..."
"Bakura, you see, got this idea." Ryou finished for Yuugi.
"Bakura?" Kaiba asked, not surprised.
Ryou finished, "Yeah. He told Yami to get the plushie out of your arms while you were asleep. Jou and Honda thought it would be a good idea to give the plushie to Pegasus as, well, a present of sorts. And the three spirits are washing the plushie because of... hygiene conditions."
"What the hell? I, the greatest duelist on Earth, never gave anyone permission to take my Bluey!" Kaiba half yelled.
"Bluey?" asked both Yuugi and Ryou.
"Yes. Bluey. What's it to you?"
The two others backed up to the wall. "Nothing, its a fine name for your plushie!" Ryou exclaimed, having a half smile on.
"Now explain, Ryou, what are the so-called 'hygiene conditions'?" Kaiba asked.
"Well, it seems like... you drool in your sleep. So we got the idea to wash Bluey for you..."
"No." Kaiba simply said.
Yuugi stated, "Then what is that puddle of liquid on the floor by you?"
Kaiba thought of an explanation, knowing he did drool. Then came up with, "I don't know. Maybe Jou, being the mutt he is, drooled."
"I heard that!" said an aggravated Jou from upstairs, "you ruined mine and Honda's tv time!"
"Exactly what are you two watching, that is?" questioned Kaiba.
"None of your business, Kaiba." exclaimed Honda.
Jounouchi whispered to his friend, "Don't worry, bud. Kaiba can know what we were... watching... if you catch my drift."
"Really?" Honda asked, dumbfounded.
"Yep!"
Jou then went halfway down the stairs and stated, "Kaiba, if you really want to know what we were watching, it was an old taping of you and Yuugi dueling. The one where Yuugi beats you. Ain't that right, Honda?" Jou asked, elbowing his friend.
"Sure." Honda said, confused still. He knew they were watching something... different than that, but he went along with it anyway.
Kaiba was now outraged. Like a volcano about the explode in the summer's heat of Hawaii. Madder than... well, you get it. "Why you little piece of-"
Yuugi interupeted, "You don't have to fight." In the background you could see Honda pulling back a growling, ready-to-claw-up-anything-in-Kaiba's-path Jou. "Come on Jou, nice dog..." Honda said, sweatdrooping. ((A.N: Hehe ^^;))
Ryou tried to ignore the happenings behind him and agreed with Yuugi. Trying not to get hurt by Kaiba in doing so.
Out of nowhere, Yami came down the stairs holding something, while stepping over Honda and still growling, ready-to-attack-at-any-moment Jou.
"What do you got there, Yami?" asked Yuugi.
"Nothing." Yami said a little too fast.
"Let me see, Pharaoh." Kaiba demanded.
"Nu uh, no way!" Yami exclaimed, holding the tube to his chest.
Yuugi wondered what Yami was hiding from everyone, but decided not to ask.
Yami stared at everyone, while everyone was staring back at him. "It is super glue..."
Yuugi stared wide-eyed at his darker half. "Yami! You know very well that you're not supposed to have super glue! You know what happened last time, don't you?" Yuugi yelled, twitching. He did not like what happened with Yami and his last encounter with the said super glue.
"Heh heh. Well! Look at the time! It is off to the kitchen with me!" Yami tried to run off but that wasn't going to happen as Kaiba pulled on this shirt, ready to question the suspicious former Pharaoh.
"Tell me, Yami. Why do you want that super glue? Hmm?" Kaiba asked, pretty pissed.
Yami stammered, "I- I do not know. Plus, it is none of your business of my own doings, Kaiba."
"Of course it isn't, my bad. My apologies Yami." Kaiba said, then waved his hand towards the kitchen, "go ahead and use the super glue for any need necessary."
Everyone looked shocked, including the 5000 year old Pharaoh we call Yami.
Then, came out three Egyptians, looking very tired, and they plopped on the couch. Yami looked very irritated at them, but didn't say anything. Bakura was the first to speak up. "We're tired! It's three in the morning! We can't help it..." Malik and Marik agreed with the former tomb robber.
Yami glared at Bakura. "Well, I need you for something." he said through clenched teeth.
"I know! The plushie will have to wait to be-" Bakura got cut off by Malik putting his hand over Bakura's mouth. "What he's saying, is that Anzu's plushie; which we now call clothes in Egypt now for some unknown reason, is going to have to wait to be stolen for my dare that Ryou gave me." Malik said confidently and twitching some, thinking Kaiba believed him.
While this was going on, Yami managed to sneak into the kitchen to tend to the helpless, broken Blue Eyes plushie. ((A.N: I'll now refer him to Bluey from here on.))
Bakura saw that Yami was leaving, so he went with so he didn't have to hear the soon to come bickering that was bound to come, Ryou also decided to tag along.
Yami looked surprised at the white haired spirit that was actually following him. He wasn't surprised that his hikari was though, he had found out that Ryou would follow his darker half at any chance he had. "Well, it looks as if you actually listened to me. First in what? 5000 years?" Yami questioned.
"Shut the hell up, Pharaoh! I just came here so that I could get this glue crap over with and to get out of that soon-to-be hell hole." Bakura said, not noticing Ryou standing next to him. He mentally slapped himself for cursing in front of Ryou.
/It's ok Bakura. I'm pretty used to it now./ Ryou told Bakura through the mind link.
//Thanks, Ryou.// Ryou was the only person that Bakura ever said thanks to or apologized to. Which was very unlike him to even do so. ((A.N: ^___^))
"I give you the honors of putting that... thing back in place." Bakura said, pointing at Bluey and backing away at the same time.
"I don't even know how this stuff works. I only saw Yuugi use it once, and that was about seven and a half months ago."
Ryou stated, "It has these chemicals that interact with each other. They have components that have atoms that make the glue stick to the object you apply it to." ((A.N: If you happen to do something on this next year at school DO NOT copy this... I uhh... made it up ^^;))
The two yamis looked out of place, as if they were no longer with us. They both managed to let out an 'ok...'.
"Heh, umm I'll do this if you want me to Yami." Ryou sweat dropped.
"No, Ryou, it is ok. I am sure, I think, that I can handle this." Yami said.
"If you're sure." Ryou said a bit concerned of what Yuugi said earlier that night about Yami's last experience with the super glue.
"Yup, I am sure. Now... all you do is squeeze this tube, the glue comes out, and put this glue that comes out on the plushie?" Yami asked curiously.
Ryou nodded, then suddenly, Malik and Marik came rushing through the kitchen at a record speed trying to get away from a very rabid, very angered by Malik accidentally telling the truth of Bluey, Seto Kaiba. "Bakura, Ryou, you're coming with us!" Marik yelled as he sped past the unsuspecting two, grabbing both of them by the arms.
The four of them all ended up at the top step of the basement quickly shutting the door behind them, out of breath.
"What the heck was that for?" yelled Bakura, not caring how loud he was, "and why did you have to bring Ryou? I don't want him to get caught in this if I happen to get caught by... them." He said this pointing to Anzu and Mai, twitching as he did so.
"First of all, be quiet Bakura! That thing we call Kaiba out there got extremely mad about me saying that his plushie that; that I found out his real name which is Bluey, fell apart in the sink. He starting getting all red and crap and then starting talking sarcastically by saying, 'Oh! It is quite fine that my favorite thing is broken... Yes...' Then he did that Mr. Burns finger thing, then got up and started chasing us. I brought Ryou down here also so that I can make sure I get the right things." Malik whispered.
They all then quietly walked down the stairs, to find Mai and Anzu in their own sleeping bags, asleep quietly on the floor.
Bakura then ran quietly over to Anzu's side of the basement to get her overnight bag, swiftly jumping over Mai and some random odd things in his way. Then, he stopped in the middle of the room to look for the bag with Anzu's clothes inside. It took him a while until...
/Look to your right, Bakura./
After hearing what Ryou said, he looked to the right. Sure enough, the overnight bag was there.
Then, his journey of getting to Anzu's bag began. Bakura tip-toed past her, carefully not to step on anything. The thing was, is that she happened to leave her hairbrush right next to her sleeping bag; right in Bakura's path. Of course, he tripped over it.
He was sent flying through the air Matrix-style, at what seemed at a slo-mo speed. Praying to Ra he wouldn't land like a potato sack on the floor. Ra was indeed watching over him though, because he landed on the couch against the wall, on his butt. He got the bag and this time, and made sure he didn't trip over anything or that stupid deadly hairbrush, once again jumping over things in his way swiftly.
"You should be happy, Malik." Bakura said, out of breath from his near death experience with getting torn up and eaten alive by a ferocious Anzu Mazaki.
"And I am, Bakura. Nice evil bunny rabbit." Malik patted Bakura on the head, making him growl.
Malik rummaged through the bag, finding girly stuff like deodorant, perfume, makeup, and other things, until he got to the bottom of the bag with the clothes.
He and the other three awed in amazement of all of the short-styled clothes she had. Finally, Malik picked out a light blue tube top tank top, a long blue jean skirt with a long slit on the right side, and knee-high stockings, along with shiny black boots. "Ryou, I'm going to kill you when I get the chance, ok?" Malik stated. "...Ok." Ryou replied.
The soon-to-be humiliated Malik, held up the clothes for Ryou's approval. "Are these fine clothes alright with you, O Ryou of Thy Humiliation Thy Dare Givers?"
Ryou giggled, "Of course they are, as long as you have girly clothes, thy servant."
They all went back up to the top of the stairs, leaving the bag at the bottom step so Bakura wouldn't have to go back and face the deadly hairbrush once more. They opened the door to the kitchen to find Yami being glared at by a still very rabid Kaiba, sitting on a stool, watching the former Pharaoh's every move while putting back Bluey.
"Please. Help. Me." Yami squeaked, while adding super glue on Bluey's arm.
"Ha! Not in another 1000 years!" exclaimed Bakura. Malik, Ryou, Marik, and Bakura left the super glue covered kitchen and went off to the bathroom upstairs.
Ten minutes later, the bathroom door upstairs opened to a new type of look to the Malik we usually know of. The other three stared in amazement as Malik spinned around. "So, what do you guys think?"
"Wow, hikari, I never knew you had it in you." Marik said, surprised.
Downstairs, Malik got the same reaction of Yuugi, Jou, and Honda.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! No suing me, ok?
Well, I'm back! I really need to start to updating more.
Bakura: Duh you baka!
Me: Don't blame me, blame my stupid computer! *gets fire torch* This will come in handy to kill my baka computer! Muahahaha! XD
Malik: Oh no! The evil laugh *hides*
Me: Yep ^^; Remember! Read Felicia's fics! (Xx-One-Odd-Gurl-xX) She helped me with this fic… a lot!! ^_^ Oh! Here's a link to a drawing she did for this chappy!
http://www.hometown.aol.com/limoffragreality/Kelsey.html
Check it out!! I love it! *huggles Felicia*
This is going to be a SUPER long chapter... so uhh, I'm thinking of having a Part 3 to this also *twitches* Might be a little over 3,000 words, I dunno...
/.../ is as you know (probably) Mind talk as I call it. Like for example in this chap. Ryou talking to Bakura.
Hopefully NO spelling mistakes, I checked 5 times... _
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Ok, last time, Malik was going to go into Anzu's room to take on Ryou's dare of dressing up as a girl and going outside to see if anything happens. Marik was making fun of Malik, so he came with him to make up an idea of how to steal the clothes form Anzu's room. Now! On with the newest part/chapter of Let the Truth or Dare Games Begin!
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Chapter 5: The Yami's Weird Midnight Part 2
Malik and Marik were in Yuugi's dining room dealing with the fact that Malik had to do Ryou's dare.
"Why do I have to come sneak clothes with you aibou?" asked Marik, maddened by the fact Malik wanted him to come help him with Ryou's dare he gave him.
Malik simply said, "Because I said so."
"Great reason."
"Yeah, no shit. Now we need to make up the plan, now! I need you to help me Marik."
"Well, what do you want me to do?" asked Marik.
"I have no freaking clue. I guess whatever we do is alright with Ryou, as long as I get into Anzu's clothes." exclaimed Malik.
It was silent for about five minutes until Marik said, "What if Anzu's a boy, and we don't know it?"
Malik just stared at his yami for a minute and finally told him to shut up.
"Fine. Oh! I know! Why don't you posses her with the Millennium Rod again so that she can get the clothes for us?" Marik suggested.
"She will find out eventually about it you dumbass, then she'll go running around this house screaming at the top of her voice 'Oh no! Where are my precious, slutty clothes?' She'll turn out just as more annoying. We have to get all of this over with during the time she is asleep. I thought that you could make better plans than this."
After the disagreement, Marik got bored and started looking around the house. Until his eyes landed to someone extremely bored in the kitchen staring at the knives on the kitchen island. He then thought, 'I have an idea...'
"Hey Malik!" said Marik, startling Malik in his trail of thoughts.
"What now? You have another dumb idea? Oh, I know now... lets put earplugs on her. How about that?" Malik said sarcastically.
Marik looked hurt but told Malik his idea anyway. "No, who's about the slyest person here right now?" Marik then motioned his head towards the direction of the kitchen. Malik trailed his eyes in the direction that his yami was motioning. "Oh."
"What the hell are you two staring at?" Bakura demanded.
"You." Malik and Marik said in unison.
Bakura looked at the two Egyptians as if he was going to strangle them both at that exact second. "Can you explain why you are?"
"Well, we want you to do a favor for us." Marik said.
"Why should I help you with the dare that my hikari gave you? I know that's what you're going to ask about."
"Please Bakura? Help us just this once?" pleaded Marik.
"Does this have to do anything with your knowledge of me once being an infamous, powerful tomb robber in my past?"
Marik thought for a moment then said, "Possibly."
"Then no. I do not want to be taken advantage of just because of my stealing skills." Bakura said.
"Fine then, I was going to make Marik give in to a really tough truth or dare suggestion from you. But now, I guess that isn't going to happen. Right Marik?" Malik said, while nudging Marik in the ribs.
Even though Marik was dazed out, staring at nothing in particular, he said, "Sure. Why not?", before dazing out for another time.
Bakura than sits down on a chair in the living room with the two Ishtar's and agrees with them. "What do I have to do?" Bakura asked while sighing.
Malik looked surprised with Bakura's agreement. Then, he explained what he had to do. "Well, you go into Anzu's room quietly, yet quickly. Manage to find her overnight bag, bring it into the hallway where I'll be standing; so I'll at least get credit for being near, and then I'll get out what I need."
"Sounds ok, but what about Mai?"
Malik thought for a moment then said, "I forgot about her... Well, I guess you'll just have to step over her or something. Who cares about that whore anyway?"
"Right on!" Marik yelled, "Now, can we please get off of these really hard chairs? They're really starting to hurt my ass."
~*~ Back in the living room ~*~
Kaiba blinked at the two people staring at him. He wondered why they were even looking at him, and how long they were. He started glaring at them before Ryou and Yuugi looked down at the floor laughing.
"What are you two laughing at, might I ask?" Kaiba demanded.
"Nothing."
"Really then?" Kaiba asked, "then why are the both of you looking over in my direc-... Where the hell is my plushie?!?"
Ryou can't control his laughing, nor does Yuugi. So they both end up spilling out their laughter they had hiding within the past minute, trying to be careful to not wake up anyone that was sleeping. Finally, Ryou ending up saying, "Well... you see its kind of a long story."
Kaiba got angered at both of Ryou's and Yuugi's laughing fits and managed to only get out, "Really?"
"Yep. You fell asleep while we were still playing truth or dare. And well... we forgot that you were there because you were on the other side of the room until we heard you to start to talk in your sleep." Ryou explained.
Kaiba crossed his arms and got even madder at the two. "What? I do not, I say do not, talk in my sleep!"
Yuugi got the courage to say, "Yes you do, Kaiba. All eight of us heard you. You started to call your Blue Eyes plushie the Plushie of Ra... and well..."
"Bakura, you see, got this idea." Ryou finished for Yuugi.
"Bakura?" Kaiba asked, not surprised.
Ryou finished, "Yeah. He told Yami to get the plushie out of your arms while you were asleep. Jou and Honda thought it would be a good idea to give the plushie to Pegasus as, well, a present of sorts. And the three spirits are washing the plushie because of... hygiene conditions."
"What the hell? I, the greatest duelist on Earth, never gave anyone permission to take my Bluey!" Kaiba half yelled.
"Bluey?" asked both Yuugi and Ryou.
"Yes. Bluey. What's it to you?"
The two others backed up to the wall. "Nothing, its a fine name for your plushie!" Ryou exclaimed, having a half smile on.
"Now explain, Ryou, what are the so-called 'hygiene conditions'?" Kaiba asked.
"Well, it seems like... you drool in your sleep. So we got the idea to wash Bluey for you..."
"No." Kaiba simply said.
Yuugi stated, "Then what is that puddle of liquid on the floor by you?"
Kaiba thought of an explanation, knowing he did drool. Then came up with, "I don't know. Maybe Jou, being the mutt he is, drooled."
"I heard that!" said an aggravated Jou from upstairs, "you ruined mine and Honda's tv time!"
"Exactly what are you two watching, that is?" questioned Kaiba.
"None of your business, Kaiba." exclaimed Honda.
Jounouchi whispered to his friend, "Don't worry, bud. Kaiba can know what we were... watching... if you catch my drift."
"Really?" Honda asked, dumbfounded.
"Yep!"
Jou then went halfway down the stairs and stated, "Kaiba, if you really want to know what we were watching, it was an old taping of you and Yuugi dueling. The one where Yuugi beats you. Ain't that right, Honda?" Jou asked, elbowing his friend.
"Sure." Honda said, confused still. He knew they were watching something... different than that, but he went along with it anyway.
Kaiba was now outraged. Like a volcano about the explode in the summer's heat of Hawaii. Madder than... well, you get it. "Why you little piece of-"
Yuugi interupeted, "You don't have to fight." In the background you could see Honda pulling back a growling, ready-to-claw-up-anything-in-Kaiba's-path Jou. "Come on Jou, nice dog..." Honda said, sweatdrooping. ((A.N: Hehe ^^;))
Ryou tried to ignore the happenings behind him and agreed with Yuugi. Trying not to get hurt by Kaiba in doing so.
Out of nowhere, Yami came down the stairs holding something, while stepping over Honda and still growling, ready-to-attack-at-any-moment Jou.
"What do you got there, Yami?" asked Yuugi.
"Nothing." Yami said a little too fast.
"Let me see, Pharaoh." Kaiba demanded.
"Nu uh, no way!" Yami exclaimed, holding the tube to his chest.
Yuugi wondered what Yami was hiding from everyone, but decided not to ask.
Yami stared at everyone, while everyone was staring back at him. "It is super glue..."
Yuugi stared wide-eyed at his darker half. "Yami! You know very well that you're not supposed to have super glue! You know what happened last time, don't you?" Yuugi yelled, twitching. He did not like what happened with Yami and his last encounter with the said super glue.
"Heh heh. Well! Look at the time! It is off to the kitchen with me!" Yami tried to run off but that wasn't going to happen as Kaiba pulled on this shirt, ready to question the suspicious former Pharaoh.
"Tell me, Yami. Why do you want that super glue? Hmm?" Kaiba asked, pretty pissed.
Yami stammered, "I- I do not know. Plus, it is none of your business of my own doings, Kaiba."
"Of course it isn't, my bad. My apologies Yami." Kaiba said, then waved his hand towards the kitchen, "go ahead and use the super glue for any need necessary."
Everyone looked shocked, including the 5000 year old Pharaoh we call Yami.
Then, came out three Egyptians, looking very tired, and they plopped on the couch. Yami looked very irritated at them, but didn't say anything. Bakura was the first to speak up. "We're tired! It's three in the morning! We can't help it..." Malik and Marik agreed with the former tomb robber.
Yami glared at Bakura. "Well, I need you for something." he said through clenched teeth.
"I know! The plushie will have to wait to be-" Bakura got cut off by Malik putting his hand over Bakura's mouth. "What he's saying, is that Anzu's plushie; which we now call clothes in Egypt now for some unknown reason, is going to have to wait to be stolen for my dare that Ryou gave me." Malik said confidently and twitching some, thinking Kaiba believed him.
While this was going on, Yami managed to sneak into the kitchen to tend to the helpless, broken Blue Eyes plushie. ((A.N: I'll now refer him to Bluey from here on.))
Bakura saw that Yami was leaving, so he went with so he didn't have to hear the soon to come bickering that was bound to come, Ryou also decided to tag along.
Yami looked surprised at the white haired spirit that was actually following him. He wasn't surprised that his hikari was though, he had found out that Ryou would follow his darker half at any chance he had. "Well, it looks as if you actually listened to me. First in what? 5000 years?" Yami questioned.
"Shut the hell up, Pharaoh! I just came here so that I could get this glue crap over with and to get out of that soon-to-be hell hole." Bakura said, not noticing Ryou standing next to him. He mentally slapped himself for cursing in front of Ryou.
/It's ok Bakura. I'm pretty used to it now./ Ryou told Bakura through the mind link.
//Thanks, Ryou.// Ryou was the only person that Bakura ever said thanks to or apologized to. Which was very unlike him to even do so. ((A.N: ^___^))
"I give you the honors of putting that... thing back in place." Bakura said, pointing at Bluey and backing away at the same time.
"I don't even know how this stuff works. I only saw Yuugi use it once, and that was about seven and a half months ago."
Ryou stated, "It has these chemicals that interact with each other. They have components that have atoms that make the glue stick to the object you apply it to." ((A.N: If you happen to do something on this next year at school DO NOT copy this... I uhh... made it up ^^;))
The two yamis looked out of place, as if they were no longer with us. They both managed to let out an 'ok...'.
"Heh, umm I'll do this if you want me to Yami." Ryou sweat dropped.
"No, Ryou, it is ok. I am sure, I think, that I can handle this." Yami said.
"If you're sure." Ryou said a bit concerned of what Yuugi said earlier that night about Yami's last experience with the super glue.
"Yup, I am sure. Now... all you do is squeeze this tube, the glue comes out, and put this glue that comes out on the plushie?" Yami asked curiously.
Ryou nodded, then suddenly, Malik and Marik came rushing through the kitchen at a record speed trying to get away from a very rabid, very angered by Malik accidentally telling the truth of Bluey, Seto Kaiba. "Bakura, Ryou, you're coming with us!" Marik yelled as he sped past the unsuspecting two, grabbing both of them by the arms.
The four of them all ended up at the top step of the basement quickly shutting the door behind them, out of breath.
"What the heck was that for?" yelled Bakura, not caring how loud he was, "and why did you have to bring Ryou? I don't want him to get caught in this if I happen to get caught by... them." He said this pointing to Anzu and Mai, twitching as he did so.
"First of all, be quiet Bakura! That thing we call Kaiba out there got extremely mad about me saying that his plushie that; that I found out his real name which is Bluey, fell apart in the sink. He starting getting all red and crap and then starting talking sarcastically by saying, 'Oh! It is quite fine that my favorite thing is broken... Yes...' Then he did that Mr. Burns finger thing, then got up and started chasing us. I brought Ryou down here also so that I can make sure I get the right things." Malik whispered.
They all then quietly walked down the stairs, to find Mai and Anzu in their own sleeping bags, asleep quietly on the floor.
Bakura then ran quietly over to Anzu's side of the basement to get her overnight bag, swiftly jumping over Mai and some random odd things in his way. Then, he stopped in the middle of the room to look for the bag with Anzu's clothes inside. It took him a while until...
/Look to your right, Bakura./
After hearing what Ryou said, he looked to the right. Sure enough, the overnight bag was there.
Then, his journey of getting to Anzu's bag began. Bakura tip-toed past her, carefully not to step on anything. The thing was, is that she happened to leave her hairbrush right next to her sleeping bag; right in Bakura's path. Of course, he tripped over it.
He was sent flying through the air Matrix-style, at what seemed at a slo-mo speed. Praying to Ra he wouldn't land like a potato sack on the floor. Ra was indeed watching over him though, because he landed on the couch against the wall, on his butt. He got the bag and this time, and made sure he didn't trip over anything or that stupid deadly hairbrush, once again jumping over things in his way swiftly.
"You should be happy, Malik." Bakura said, out of breath from his near death experience with getting torn up and eaten alive by a ferocious Anzu Mazaki.
"And I am, Bakura. Nice evil bunny rabbit." Malik patted Bakura on the head, making him growl.
Malik rummaged through the bag, finding girly stuff like deodorant, perfume, makeup, and other things, until he got to the bottom of the bag with the clothes.
He and the other three awed in amazement of all of the short-styled clothes she had. Finally, Malik picked out a light blue tube top tank top, a long blue jean skirt with a long slit on the right side, and knee-high stockings, along with shiny black boots. "Ryou, I'm going to kill you when I get the chance, ok?" Malik stated. "...Ok." Ryou replied.
The soon-to-be humiliated Malik, held up the clothes for Ryou's approval. "Are these fine clothes alright with you, O Ryou of Thy Humiliation Thy Dare Givers?"
Ryou giggled, "Of course they are, as long as you have girly clothes, thy servant."
They all went back up to the top of the stairs, leaving the bag at the bottom step so Bakura wouldn't have to go back and face the deadly hairbrush once more. They opened the door to the kitchen to find Yami being glared at by a still very rabid Kaiba, sitting on a stool, watching the former Pharaoh's every move while putting back Bluey.
"Please. Help. Me." Yami squeaked, while adding super glue on Bluey's arm.
"Ha! Not in another 1000 years!" exclaimed Bakura. Malik, Ryou, Marik, and Bakura left the super glue covered kitchen and went off to the bathroom upstairs.
Ten minutes later, the bathroom door upstairs opened to a new type of look to the Malik we usually know of. The other three stared in amazement as Malik spinned around. "So, what do you guys think?"
"Wow, hikari, I never knew you had it in you." Marik said, surprised.
Downstairs, Malik got the same reaction of Yuugi, Jou, and Honda.
