CK: Hey there everyone. It's me again, your crazy, fun-filled authoress.
Sorry it took me so long to update, but, like I said last time, I had that
evil little bunch of finals to take, and I reeeeeeeeeeally don't want to
flunk my science final like I did my midterm. If it makes it up to anyone,
I posted a songfic that I wrote for my friend's magazine (not anything like
'People' or that, it's a magazine she writes for our group of friends) and
even though it's kinda crappy, since I really only worked on it for a day
and a half, its still something for ye Pegsy lovers. It's called 'Paint It
Black'. (To make it up to the Kaiba fans who read this, I'm gonna try and
write a song-fic about him soon...)
Anyway, I am babbling WAY too much, and you guys want a new chappie, so
here it is, folks!
Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh. If I did, then for the love of humanity, Pegasus wouldn't have been kicked out of the friggin' storyline after Season 1!!!!!!! *realizes that everyone reading this is giving her weird looks* Hehe...heh.....moving on.........
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 7 The Returns
Cecilia wandered aimlessly throughout the dungeons and their laboratories, seemingly looking for Pegasus....but she knew full well, somehow, that no matter where she thought to look in this castle, she wouldn't find him..... She had to keep fighting that rising sense of panic........ She had been watching Max all these years.....she'd seen the things he'd done, watched his grief, understood the pain he felt......He spent a decade trying to bring them together, not really understanding that she was right by him the whole time...... Why couldn't he see that.....? They had asked her to stop watching him about a week ago....she didn't really know why, but they said it would interfere when she went back to earth.....she would have to find some things out on her own..... She did what they asked........but she was worried. Max had been planning something. She knew that much. She just prayed that it wouldn't hurt anyone......the evil that had controlled Max was gone now, Yugi had unwittingly banished it away in their duel.......but she couldn't help wondering....... "Max, where are you..........?" Cecilia clasped a small locket that she wore around her throat.......it was a gift from when she was a small girl.....she hadn't really liked wearing it much. Not because she didn't like it, but because she always liked to keep it safe somewhere, so that it wouldn't get lost or damaged. She always kept something to show the people closest to her, and it was very precious to her.....that was why they had her wear it at the burial.........
One side held a picture of her parents. The other, a picture of her sisters. In the middle, she kept a single rose-petal..... From when Max had proposed to her..... Cecilia smiled a little. She had loved Max from the day they had met, even though she was only a little girl then..... Her life had been a sort of chaos.....but he was always there for her to clear the storm. He always made her happy, and he had always treated her right....... They were almost never apart. All of their friends had known from the very beginning that they'd be together forever..... It had been the closest thing to Heaven on earth for her when they got married..... But she hadn't known what would happen...............
Cecilia wasn't sure that her decision to ask Yugi for help was the best idea.... After all, his yami wasn't exactly the most forgiving person in the world...... And she'd seen him become violent towards those trying to hurt his hikari before. What would make him not do the same to Max.......?
And then there was Bakura......... She knew all about the Millennium Eye, course. She knew everything that had been happening, except for the last week...... She knew what Bakura was like, and what he would do in order to gain power. If either Yami or Bakura laid a single finger on Max...............
Cecilia shook her head violently. She was getting off-track. She was supposed to try and find Max.......... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At this point, Yami and Ryou had already told everyone else in the castle. Despite some groggy protests, they all finally woke up to join in the manhunt.
Yami sensed that Yugi was experiencing a lot of pain and confusion......and he really couldn't blame him. Lots of things were happening so fast....... He's withdrawing himself again.......like after that second duel with Kaiba.......... Yugi hadn't said a word in such a long time. Yami peered into his aibou's soul-room to investigate.....he was worried about him.
Yugi was huddled in one corner, clinging to one of the small stuffed toys that littered the room. Normally, his room was a bright tint of blue or pink...........but today, the walls were deep tones of gray and black.
Yami wished he could comfort him, but no words came to his mouth. Instead, he returned to the real world, hoping maybe there would be some answers there.......
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(Note to the readers: We're gonna go through an abrupt change of pace. We now switch to a very strange little humor break......hey, one of this story's genre's is humor. I have to make this funny at SOME points.)
Joey and Tristan were both wandering sleepily around the castle, pretending to search like everyone else. In reality, they were trying to cover the fact that they were sleep-walking.
When they set out, they basically told everyone that they would be searching the second floor of the castle for any signs of our missing bishounen. Of course, the fact that the kitchen was on the exact same floor was merely a rather helpful coincidence.
About fifteen minutes later, Joey was hard at work making absolutely sure that Pegasus and Kaiba had not gotten lost inside of the refrigerator. And if he had to get rid of everything inside of the fridge to do so, well, by golly, he was gonna do it.
Tristan was, erm, 'relaxing his eyes' while sitting on a stool in the kitchen. As he nodded off to sleep he heard some faint clanging noises going on. Being in the tired stupor he was in, not much could really register in his mind. "Hey Joey, whaddya sayin'?"
Joey looked up from 'clearing out' some fried chicken. "Gfrrm qzxthlgth?" "What?"
"Ag dinnin sai ennethen." "Okay, if it's not you that I'm hearing, then what the fuck did I just hear?"
"Ag groth nog gloo." Tristan shook his head. "That does it. I have officially lost it." He stood up to walk over to the sink to splash some cold water on his face. To Tristan, the clanging started to get louder as he walked closer and closer to the sink. BANG.....BANG....BANG....bangbangbang.....BANG......BANG......BANG....... Now, we all know Tristan's I.Q. isn't exactly up to par. But even he could recognize an S.O.S. signal. Tristan put his ear up to the wall to listen better. He could hear the faint, scrambled sound of a person's voice, but he couldn't tell whose...... "Hey, Joey, listen over here......" "Gzrthlhup?"
"WILL YOU STOP EATING ALREADY?????????? Now get your ass over here and listen to the wall and tell me if you hear anything!!!!!!" "Wgai?"
"SO I CAN STOP THINKING THAT I'M CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!" "........"
Joey walked over to his creepily disturbing friend and put his ear up to the wall. Sure enough, he heard some strange mumbling noises going on......he almost pranked Tristan by telling him that he didn't hear a word and that Tristan should go get a room at Green Acres. But he realized that if he prolonged the chapter by doing this, the authoress would have been forced to find a large bat and BLUDGEON HIM TO DEATH. So, like a smart boy..... (A/N: Note: I said LIKE.....) .....he just told Tristan that he could hear something as well. So, Tristan, with his I.Q. of approximately .5, began to try and think up a way to figure out how to *get this folks* make a hole in the wall so he could hear whatever it was better than he could now. (A/N: Look, this is the same kid who punched a boulder to try to stop it from crushing him. This is not exactly a genius at work here.)
Tristan and Joey both managed to find a very large butcher knife in one of the silverware drawers. It seemed sharp, long, and strong enough to cut through several layers of......whatever walls are made of. (A/N: Speaking as someone who kicked in a piece of her family's dining room wall, I can, in fact, state with confidence that a wall is merely plaster, cardboard, and THEN wood. If you need an exhibit in order to believe me, just come visit my house.....)
Tristan plunged the sharp blade deep into the wall. Hey, that was weird, the voice was getting louder already....almost like it was yelling or something........
Well, Tristan managed to push the blade in such a way that a 1 x 2 block of wall was cut out. Joey, meanwhile, was cracking very bad jokes about Pegasus suing them for ruining his house. (A/N: What rescuers they are.......) Tristan peered through the hole to find......nothing. It was pitch-black, and he was going back to that whole "Hoo-boy-I'm-crazy" mindset when he felt someone slap him across the face. Hard. "OW!!!!! Crap, what was that for??????????"
"WHO'S THE MORON WITH THE KNIFE????????" Tristan blinked. "KAIBA???? Is that YOU????"
"YES!!!! Now, WHO is RESPONSIBLE for the TWO INCH GASH IN MY SHOULDER??????"
Needless to say, Tristan had probably just gotten himself into a knee-high pile of crap. Must change subject, must change subject...... "How did you get there?"
"ANSWER THE QUESTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Fine, fine...........um, sorry?"
"If I could reach your neck, I would.......what're you doing here anyway?"
"Um......we were kind of looking for you...."
"WE??????"
This somehow gave Joey the idea that it was his cue to wave cutely to the pitch-black darkness. "Look, Kaiba, can you see anything down there?"
"Yeah, I can see your two mugs, but that's really it. The floor I'm standing on is about four feet under the floor you're on."
"Is Pegasus with you?"
"Yeah, he's here but he's been knocked out the entire time we've been here."
Tristan turned to Joey. "Joey, you better go get all the others. I'm not gonna be able to haul Kaiba and Pegasus up here by myself. Plus Kaiba's gonna need some bandages for that cut I just gave him.....you should probably call a doctor...."
"Right on it....."
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(A/N: Okay, we're gonna go back to the serious stuff now....humor break's over.....)
Approximately fifteen minutes later, everyone was in the kitchen. Cecilia stood not too far from the hole in the wall, which Tristan had made much bigger. She didn't want anyone to see how worried she was, but her façade was fading through........she just couldn't take it much longer. Next to her stood the little one, Mokuba. He was doing almost the same thing......trying his hardest to look strong, but he was still crying nonetheless. Cecilia put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. It may have been out of place, but she thought it would help a little.
Kaiba lifted Pegasus, with some difficulty, to the newly made hole. Tristan, Joey, and Ryou all pulled the unconscious man from the tunnels below into the castle once again. They laid him out on some chairs, and Cecilia knelt beside him. Her face grew paler.....Pegasus wasn't looking so well. He had turned a sickly pale, his clothes were torn somewhat, and there was still the gash on his head that had rendered him unconscious....but worry mixed with relief. Max may not be at his best right now.......but he's still alive. He was going to be alright.
Kaiba, with the aid of Tea and Yami, was lifted from the tunnel and back to the castle as well. Mokuba, his eyes red from tears, ran up to his big brother and hugged him. Kaiba didn't even care if he was squeezing his broken arm, because for one of the few times in years, Kaiba had to fight back tears coming from his own eyes. "It's alright Mokuba.......everything's alright......."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CK: And that ends another chapter. Did you love it? Hate it? I know I went on too much about Cecilia being worried, but I just got back from finals, so I've got a slight case of writer's block. In any case, if you liked the part with Joey and Tristan, then you're in for a treat next chapter. Next chappie's got the longest humor break in it (one of my personal favorites). In any case, I don't foresee any delays, so next chappie should be up next Friday. By the way, I know I'm breaking the happy streak of what I'm writing here, but could any of you guys that belong to any kind of faith just pray for a friend of mind? She has been seriously depressed for a long time now, and I think that she's becoming suicidal. I highly doubt that anyone I know personally is reading this, so I doubt she'll find out. Her mom's trying to get her help, but could you guys just pray for her anyway? Thanks.
Ja ne!
Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh. If I did, then for the love of humanity, Pegasus wouldn't have been kicked out of the friggin' storyline after Season 1!!!!!!! *realizes that everyone reading this is giving her weird looks* Hehe...heh.....moving on.........
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 7 The Returns
Cecilia wandered aimlessly throughout the dungeons and their laboratories, seemingly looking for Pegasus....but she knew full well, somehow, that no matter where she thought to look in this castle, she wouldn't find him..... She had to keep fighting that rising sense of panic........ She had been watching Max all these years.....she'd seen the things he'd done, watched his grief, understood the pain he felt......He spent a decade trying to bring them together, not really understanding that she was right by him the whole time...... Why couldn't he see that.....? They had asked her to stop watching him about a week ago....she didn't really know why, but they said it would interfere when she went back to earth.....she would have to find some things out on her own..... She did what they asked........but she was worried. Max had been planning something. She knew that much. She just prayed that it wouldn't hurt anyone......the evil that had controlled Max was gone now, Yugi had unwittingly banished it away in their duel.......but she couldn't help wondering....... "Max, where are you..........?" Cecilia clasped a small locket that she wore around her throat.......it was a gift from when she was a small girl.....she hadn't really liked wearing it much. Not because she didn't like it, but because she always liked to keep it safe somewhere, so that it wouldn't get lost or damaged. She always kept something to show the people closest to her, and it was very precious to her.....that was why they had her wear it at the burial.........
One side held a picture of her parents. The other, a picture of her sisters. In the middle, she kept a single rose-petal..... From when Max had proposed to her..... Cecilia smiled a little. She had loved Max from the day they had met, even though she was only a little girl then..... Her life had been a sort of chaos.....but he was always there for her to clear the storm. He always made her happy, and he had always treated her right....... They were almost never apart. All of their friends had known from the very beginning that they'd be together forever..... It had been the closest thing to Heaven on earth for her when they got married..... But she hadn't known what would happen...............
Cecilia wasn't sure that her decision to ask Yugi for help was the best idea.... After all, his yami wasn't exactly the most forgiving person in the world...... And she'd seen him become violent towards those trying to hurt his hikari before. What would make him not do the same to Max.......?
And then there was Bakura......... She knew all about the Millennium Eye, course. She knew everything that had been happening, except for the last week...... She knew what Bakura was like, and what he would do in order to gain power. If either Yami or Bakura laid a single finger on Max...............
Cecilia shook her head violently. She was getting off-track. She was supposed to try and find Max.......... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At this point, Yami and Ryou had already told everyone else in the castle. Despite some groggy protests, they all finally woke up to join in the manhunt.
Yami sensed that Yugi was experiencing a lot of pain and confusion......and he really couldn't blame him. Lots of things were happening so fast....... He's withdrawing himself again.......like after that second duel with Kaiba.......... Yugi hadn't said a word in such a long time. Yami peered into his aibou's soul-room to investigate.....he was worried about him.
Yugi was huddled in one corner, clinging to one of the small stuffed toys that littered the room. Normally, his room was a bright tint of blue or pink...........but today, the walls were deep tones of gray and black.
Yami wished he could comfort him, but no words came to his mouth. Instead, he returned to the real world, hoping maybe there would be some answers there.......
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(Note to the readers: We're gonna go through an abrupt change of pace. We now switch to a very strange little humor break......hey, one of this story's genre's is humor. I have to make this funny at SOME points.)
Joey and Tristan were both wandering sleepily around the castle, pretending to search like everyone else. In reality, they were trying to cover the fact that they were sleep-walking.
When they set out, they basically told everyone that they would be searching the second floor of the castle for any signs of our missing bishounen. Of course, the fact that the kitchen was on the exact same floor was merely a rather helpful coincidence.
About fifteen minutes later, Joey was hard at work making absolutely sure that Pegasus and Kaiba had not gotten lost inside of the refrigerator. And if he had to get rid of everything inside of the fridge to do so, well, by golly, he was gonna do it.
Tristan was, erm, 'relaxing his eyes' while sitting on a stool in the kitchen. As he nodded off to sleep he heard some faint clanging noises going on. Being in the tired stupor he was in, not much could really register in his mind. "Hey Joey, whaddya sayin'?"
Joey looked up from 'clearing out' some fried chicken. "Gfrrm qzxthlgth?" "What?"
"Ag dinnin sai ennethen." "Okay, if it's not you that I'm hearing, then what the fuck did I just hear?"
"Ag groth nog gloo." Tristan shook his head. "That does it. I have officially lost it." He stood up to walk over to the sink to splash some cold water on his face. To Tristan, the clanging started to get louder as he walked closer and closer to the sink. BANG.....BANG....BANG....bangbangbang.....BANG......BANG......BANG....... Now, we all know Tristan's I.Q. isn't exactly up to par. But even he could recognize an S.O.S. signal. Tristan put his ear up to the wall to listen better. He could hear the faint, scrambled sound of a person's voice, but he couldn't tell whose...... "Hey, Joey, listen over here......" "Gzrthlhup?"
"WILL YOU STOP EATING ALREADY?????????? Now get your ass over here and listen to the wall and tell me if you hear anything!!!!!!" "Wgai?"
"SO I CAN STOP THINKING THAT I'M CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!" "........"
Joey walked over to his creepily disturbing friend and put his ear up to the wall. Sure enough, he heard some strange mumbling noises going on......he almost pranked Tristan by telling him that he didn't hear a word and that Tristan should go get a room at Green Acres. But he realized that if he prolonged the chapter by doing this, the authoress would have been forced to find a large bat and BLUDGEON HIM TO DEATH. So, like a smart boy..... (A/N: Note: I said LIKE.....) .....he just told Tristan that he could hear something as well. So, Tristan, with his I.Q. of approximately .5, began to try and think up a way to figure out how to *get this folks* make a hole in the wall so he could hear whatever it was better than he could now. (A/N: Look, this is the same kid who punched a boulder to try to stop it from crushing him. This is not exactly a genius at work here.)
Tristan and Joey both managed to find a very large butcher knife in one of the silverware drawers. It seemed sharp, long, and strong enough to cut through several layers of......whatever walls are made of. (A/N: Speaking as someone who kicked in a piece of her family's dining room wall, I can, in fact, state with confidence that a wall is merely plaster, cardboard, and THEN wood. If you need an exhibit in order to believe me, just come visit my house.....)
Tristan plunged the sharp blade deep into the wall. Hey, that was weird, the voice was getting louder already....almost like it was yelling or something........
Well, Tristan managed to push the blade in such a way that a 1 x 2 block of wall was cut out. Joey, meanwhile, was cracking very bad jokes about Pegasus suing them for ruining his house. (A/N: What rescuers they are.......) Tristan peered through the hole to find......nothing. It was pitch-black, and he was going back to that whole "Hoo-boy-I'm-crazy" mindset when he felt someone slap him across the face. Hard. "OW!!!!! Crap, what was that for??????????"
"WHO'S THE MORON WITH THE KNIFE????????" Tristan blinked. "KAIBA???? Is that YOU????"
"YES!!!! Now, WHO is RESPONSIBLE for the TWO INCH GASH IN MY SHOULDER??????"
Needless to say, Tristan had probably just gotten himself into a knee-high pile of crap. Must change subject, must change subject...... "How did you get there?"
"ANSWER THE QUESTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Fine, fine...........um, sorry?"
"If I could reach your neck, I would.......what're you doing here anyway?"
"Um......we were kind of looking for you...."
"WE??????"
This somehow gave Joey the idea that it was his cue to wave cutely to the pitch-black darkness. "Look, Kaiba, can you see anything down there?"
"Yeah, I can see your two mugs, but that's really it. The floor I'm standing on is about four feet under the floor you're on."
"Is Pegasus with you?"
"Yeah, he's here but he's been knocked out the entire time we've been here."
Tristan turned to Joey. "Joey, you better go get all the others. I'm not gonna be able to haul Kaiba and Pegasus up here by myself. Plus Kaiba's gonna need some bandages for that cut I just gave him.....you should probably call a doctor...."
"Right on it....."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(A/N: Okay, we're gonna go back to the serious stuff now....humor break's over.....)
Approximately fifteen minutes later, everyone was in the kitchen. Cecilia stood not too far from the hole in the wall, which Tristan had made much bigger. She didn't want anyone to see how worried she was, but her façade was fading through........she just couldn't take it much longer. Next to her stood the little one, Mokuba. He was doing almost the same thing......trying his hardest to look strong, but he was still crying nonetheless. Cecilia put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. It may have been out of place, but she thought it would help a little.
Kaiba lifted Pegasus, with some difficulty, to the newly made hole. Tristan, Joey, and Ryou all pulled the unconscious man from the tunnels below into the castle once again. They laid him out on some chairs, and Cecilia knelt beside him. Her face grew paler.....Pegasus wasn't looking so well. He had turned a sickly pale, his clothes were torn somewhat, and there was still the gash on his head that had rendered him unconscious....but worry mixed with relief. Max may not be at his best right now.......but he's still alive. He was going to be alright.
Kaiba, with the aid of Tea and Yami, was lifted from the tunnel and back to the castle as well. Mokuba, his eyes red from tears, ran up to his big brother and hugged him. Kaiba didn't even care if he was squeezing his broken arm, because for one of the few times in years, Kaiba had to fight back tears coming from his own eyes. "It's alright Mokuba.......everything's alright......."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CK: And that ends another chapter. Did you love it? Hate it? I know I went on too much about Cecilia being worried, but I just got back from finals, so I've got a slight case of writer's block. In any case, if you liked the part with Joey and Tristan, then you're in for a treat next chapter. Next chappie's got the longest humor break in it (one of my personal favorites). In any case, I don't foresee any delays, so next chappie should be up next Friday. By the way, I know I'm breaking the happy streak of what I'm writing here, but could any of you guys that belong to any kind of faith just pray for a friend of mind? She has been seriously depressed for a long time now, and I think that she's becoming suicidal. I highly doubt that anyone I know personally is reading this, so I doubt she'll find out. Her mom's trying to get her help, but could you guys just pray for her anyway? Thanks.
Ja ne!
