A/N: I would just like to thank all the people who reviewed! I'll probably
thank everyone by name in my next chapter, because right now I just looked
up all my reviewers' names from my other story, and I have 51 reviews on
that.anyway, um, my point is, I'm lazy as heck right now. Also, I wanted to
say that I might have 'guest characters' in some chapters, not this one,
but if you have a favorite character you can request that they come in at
some point. Oh, and I'm not putting yaoi warnings in any further chapters,
because if you've read this far you're probably fine with it.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yuugioh (I decided I like it spelled that way), it would be a bit different than what it is now. In other words, it's not mine, even though the little voice in my head says so. See? There it goes again! Btw, yes, I am CRAZY.
Bowling, part two
"Can we play the game now?" Bakura asked eagerly. Yami, Marik, and Malik all stared at him. They had apparently figured the Tomb Robber would be in a worse mood after the Pharaoh's little trick.
Yugi and Ryou glanced at each other. They knew why Bakura was so happy. "Ryou, should I warn Yami that Bakura's going to try to kill him with a bowling ball?" Yugi whispered.
The white-haired boy looked slightly stressed out. It was very difficult to control one homicidal yami, much less three of them plus Malik. "What? Oh, sorry, Yugi. I suppose you ought to, but 'Kura won't be happy at all." He paused for a moment. "Of course, he might prefer a moving target anyway. Then again, Yami might send him to the Shadow Realm first." Ryou sighed. "This is hard."
Yugi looked at him sympathetically. At least Yami was capable of acting in a sane manner. Ryou's yami didn't appear to have a sane bone in his body. "Sorry, Ryou," Yugi said, then decided to try to lighten the mood. "At least if they kill each other, we won't have any problems," he joked. "We can actually go places together without deciding whether we want to see bloodshed or not!"
Ryou smiled. "That might be nice. I'm thankful that Malik didn't have time to enter my name in the computer, though." He shuddered at the thought. "He'd probably have called me 'wimp' or something like that, and then Bakura would've had twice the motivation for murder."
"Hurry it up," the Tomb Robber suddenly called out irritably. Ryou and Yugi both looked at him, but he was talking to Yami. "You don't need this long to pick a ball."
"You took that long," Ryou reminded him. Bakura turned to him and winked. "Yes, but after my first turn, he might need a lighter one, anyway." He looked confused for a moment. "If we're trying to knock him down, what's he trying to do?"
"Um." Ryou thought for a minute. "Er."
"He's trying to knock Marik over!" Yugi said cheerfully.
"Ah." Bakura nodded as though this explained everything and walked away.
Ryou looked at Yugi questioningly. The shorter boy shrugged and grinned mischievously. "I figured they were going to cause trouble, anyway. We might as well have some fun!"
Ryou watched his yami take a seat by the small table in front of the lane they were on. "I wonder how long it will take 'Kura to figure out that someone would be trying to knock him over in a game like that?" Then his question was answered as Bakura smiled evilly and punched Marik hard in the arm.
"Yami, stop that!" Ryou cried, jumping to help Marik, whose hikari, unfortunately, got the wrong idea. Malik knocked Ryou over. Bakura, of course, got even angrier.
"How about we just sneak away now?" Yami suggested to Yugi from behind his shoulder. "They would not notice."
"No, Yami!" said Yugi determinedly. "We're going to bowl!"
"Why did you punch me?" Marik shouted angrily.
"It's your throwing arm," Bakura stated cryptically.
"Trying to sabotage us, are you, Lara?" Malik screeched. "Just because you couldn't knock those pins down to save your life-"
"Wait," said Marik. "Pins? I thought we were trying to hit the Pharaoh!"
"No, I am," Bakura corrected. "You're trying to hit me, obviously! Why else would I hit you? Well, aside from the fact that you're obnoxious, insane, and blonde. Plus the fact that you hit Ryou!!"
"Hey!" Malik protested. "Blonde is better than white!"
"Maybe I should hit you again," Bakura mused.
"Wait," said Yugi to Malik. "Did you tell Marik that he was supposed to hit Yami?"
Malik shrugged. "Yeah, why?"
"That's the same thing Ryou told Bakura!" said Yugi, sounding a bit mad. "Are you all trying to kill Yami?"
"Sorry, Yugi," Ryou said sheepishly.
"Yes, we are trying to kill him!" Bakura added.
"Absolutely," Marik agreed, making as if to throe the ball at the Pharaoh.
"The point of this game is to hit the pins," Yugi cried. "not my yami! You throw the ball down the lane and try to hit as many pins as possible!" He demonstrated, sending the ball straight down the middle, earning him a strike.
"You throw better when you're angry," Marik observed. "But I think I see an easier way to do that." Before anyone could stop him, he walked rapidly down the lane and simply dropped the ball on the pins, knocking them all down.
"No, this is easier," said Bakura, the Millennium Ring beginning to glow.
Everyone within a mile radius heard the following explosion.
Yugi was in a state of shock. All he could do was stare straight ahead. "Yugi?" Yami ventured. "Hikari, are you all right?"
"Oh, yes, I'm fine," he answered. "Yami, were there an awful lot of maniacs in ancient Egypt?"
"Well," said Yami cautiously, not sure what his hikari would do. "There were some, of course. But not everyone."
"Oh, good," said Yugi. "We were just lucky, then, getting two of them. Sooooo lucky," he repeated, looking slightly demented.
Ryou was very, very angry. "Now we can never bowl there again, and it's the only alley in Domino!!" Bakura appeared puzzled. "Why would you want to? Half the lanes are ruined anyway."
"AAAAARRRRGGGHHH!!" the normally calm Ryou screeched. "YOU ruined them! YOU blew them up, THAT"S why they're ruined! You are going to sleep on the couch-no THE PORCH tonight!!" He grabbed his yami by the ear and dragged him to their car, the Tomb Robber protesting all the way.
"Don't worry, brat," said Malik to Yugi. Yami's eyes glinted dangerously, but he left the blonde boy alone. "We paid for everything, remember?" he laughed.
"Yes," said Yugi glumly, "with gold statues straight from Egypt."
"What's wrong with that?" Marik asked, bewildered. "It was more than enough."
"Yes, most people carry around ten pounds of gold in their pockets," said Yugi conversationally.
"Come on, let's go," said Malik, taking Marik's hand.
~~That was fun,~~ Marik commented, grinning down at Malik.
~Yes it was,~ Malik agreed with a smile of his own.
"Next time, we're not going out in public," Yugi announced to Yami. "Or maybe we'll never go out in public again."
"That sounds better and better," Yami said. "And next time, let's not invite the Tomb Robber."
A/N: Ta-da! There's the second half of bowling for you! Did you like it? Was it good? Lousy? Review and tell me! Flames will aid my pyromaniac tendencies!!
Disclaimer: If I owned Yuugioh (I decided I like it spelled that way), it would be a bit different than what it is now. In other words, it's not mine, even though the little voice in my head says so. See? There it goes again! Btw, yes, I am CRAZY.
Bowling, part two
"Can we play the game now?" Bakura asked eagerly. Yami, Marik, and Malik all stared at him. They had apparently figured the Tomb Robber would be in a worse mood after the Pharaoh's little trick.
Yugi and Ryou glanced at each other. They knew why Bakura was so happy. "Ryou, should I warn Yami that Bakura's going to try to kill him with a bowling ball?" Yugi whispered.
The white-haired boy looked slightly stressed out. It was very difficult to control one homicidal yami, much less three of them plus Malik. "What? Oh, sorry, Yugi. I suppose you ought to, but 'Kura won't be happy at all." He paused for a moment. "Of course, he might prefer a moving target anyway. Then again, Yami might send him to the Shadow Realm first." Ryou sighed. "This is hard."
Yugi looked at him sympathetically. At least Yami was capable of acting in a sane manner. Ryou's yami didn't appear to have a sane bone in his body. "Sorry, Ryou," Yugi said, then decided to try to lighten the mood. "At least if they kill each other, we won't have any problems," he joked. "We can actually go places together without deciding whether we want to see bloodshed or not!"
Ryou smiled. "That might be nice. I'm thankful that Malik didn't have time to enter my name in the computer, though." He shuddered at the thought. "He'd probably have called me 'wimp' or something like that, and then Bakura would've had twice the motivation for murder."
"Hurry it up," the Tomb Robber suddenly called out irritably. Ryou and Yugi both looked at him, but he was talking to Yami. "You don't need this long to pick a ball."
"You took that long," Ryou reminded him. Bakura turned to him and winked. "Yes, but after my first turn, he might need a lighter one, anyway." He looked confused for a moment. "If we're trying to knock him down, what's he trying to do?"
"Um." Ryou thought for a minute. "Er."
"He's trying to knock Marik over!" Yugi said cheerfully.
"Ah." Bakura nodded as though this explained everything and walked away.
Ryou looked at Yugi questioningly. The shorter boy shrugged and grinned mischievously. "I figured they were going to cause trouble, anyway. We might as well have some fun!"
Ryou watched his yami take a seat by the small table in front of the lane they were on. "I wonder how long it will take 'Kura to figure out that someone would be trying to knock him over in a game like that?" Then his question was answered as Bakura smiled evilly and punched Marik hard in the arm.
"Yami, stop that!" Ryou cried, jumping to help Marik, whose hikari, unfortunately, got the wrong idea. Malik knocked Ryou over. Bakura, of course, got even angrier.
"How about we just sneak away now?" Yami suggested to Yugi from behind his shoulder. "They would not notice."
"No, Yami!" said Yugi determinedly. "We're going to bowl!"
"Why did you punch me?" Marik shouted angrily.
"It's your throwing arm," Bakura stated cryptically.
"Trying to sabotage us, are you, Lara?" Malik screeched. "Just because you couldn't knock those pins down to save your life-"
"Wait," said Marik. "Pins? I thought we were trying to hit the Pharaoh!"
"No, I am," Bakura corrected. "You're trying to hit me, obviously! Why else would I hit you? Well, aside from the fact that you're obnoxious, insane, and blonde. Plus the fact that you hit Ryou!!"
"Hey!" Malik protested. "Blonde is better than white!"
"Maybe I should hit you again," Bakura mused.
"Wait," said Yugi to Malik. "Did you tell Marik that he was supposed to hit Yami?"
Malik shrugged. "Yeah, why?"
"That's the same thing Ryou told Bakura!" said Yugi, sounding a bit mad. "Are you all trying to kill Yami?"
"Sorry, Yugi," Ryou said sheepishly.
"Yes, we are trying to kill him!" Bakura added.
"Absolutely," Marik agreed, making as if to throe the ball at the Pharaoh.
"The point of this game is to hit the pins," Yugi cried. "not my yami! You throw the ball down the lane and try to hit as many pins as possible!" He demonstrated, sending the ball straight down the middle, earning him a strike.
"You throw better when you're angry," Marik observed. "But I think I see an easier way to do that." Before anyone could stop him, he walked rapidly down the lane and simply dropped the ball on the pins, knocking them all down.
"No, this is easier," said Bakura, the Millennium Ring beginning to glow.
Everyone within a mile radius heard the following explosion.
Yugi was in a state of shock. All he could do was stare straight ahead. "Yugi?" Yami ventured. "Hikari, are you all right?"
"Oh, yes, I'm fine," he answered. "Yami, were there an awful lot of maniacs in ancient Egypt?"
"Well," said Yami cautiously, not sure what his hikari would do. "There were some, of course. But not everyone."
"Oh, good," said Yugi. "We were just lucky, then, getting two of them. Sooooo lucky," he repeated, looking slightly demented.
Ryou was very, very angry. "Now we can never bowl there again, and it's the only alley in Domino!!" Bakura appeared puzzled. "Why would you want to? Half the lanes are ruined anyway."
"AAAAARRRRGGGHHH!!" the normally calm Ryou screeched. "YOU ruined them! YOU blew them up, THAT"S why they're ruined! You are going to sleep on the couch-no THE PORCH tonight!!" He grabbed his yami by the ear and dragged him to their car, the Tomb Robber protesting all the way.
"Don't worry, brat," said Malik to Yugi. Yami's eyes glinted dangerously, but he left the blonde boy alone. "We paid for everything, remember?" he laughed.
"Yes," said Yugi glumly, "with gold statues straight from Egypt."
"What's wrong with that?" Marik asked, bewildered. "It was more than enough."
"Yes, most people carry around ten pounds of gold in their pockets," said Yugi conversationally.
"Come on, let's go," said Malik, taking Marik's hand.
~~That was fun,~~ Marik commented, grinning down at Malik.
~Yes it was,~ Malik agreed with a smile of his own.
"Next time, we're not going out in public," Yugi announced to Yami. "Or maybe we'll never go out in public again."
"That sounds better and better," Yami said. "And next time, let's not invite the Tomb Robber."
A/N: Ta-da! There's the second half of bowling for you! Did you like it? Was it good? Lousy? Review and tell me! Flames will aid my pyromaniac tendencies!!
