The Yami Convention 2
*which includes couple kawaiiness and a peeved Baku-chan*
by Tat Claire Kokoro and Rhapsody Moonschild
|~*DISCLAIMER: Yu-Gi-Oh! is the property of Kazuki Takahashi. It does not belong to Rhapsody Moonschild and/or Tat Claire Kokoro. "Pika pika" may not be copyrighted, but just in case… Pokemon is not our property either.*~|
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: COUPLE REUNITED (by Tat)
"Yami koibito!" Yami heard Kikai's voice. But it couldn't be her… Could it? I mean, she did say 'no' sort of, but…
"Yami!"
"More….s…s…sa..ke…" he muttered, and didn't even bother opening his eyes.
He felt someone shake him forcibly. "Yami!!!!!!! If you don't wake up right now then… then… I don't know!"
Yami's violet irises widened in shock when he finally opened them. Kikai was grasping his shoulders and there was a desperate look in her eyes.
"What?" His head hurt badly. He had a hangover the size of a pyramid. As much as he wanted to talk to his loved one, he didn't know if he could.
"Yes."
"Yes… what?" he asked stupidly, his mind wasn't working right. That alcohol had gone right to his head.
"I want to get married."
Okay, that did it. The wheels in his mind started turning and he soon forgot about his headache.
"Really?!" Yami wrapped his arms around her waist and looked her eye to eye to make sure she was serious.
She was.
Meanwhile Yugi was looking all over the place for the promise ring. He knew he had flung it in some corner…
He cursed to himself (for the first time in his life he cursed) for doing such an idiotic thing and examined every corner and every mouse hole.
"It's not there…"
Yugi looked out from under the bed and at Pika Pika who was holding out her left hand; there was a soft rose color on her cheeks.
And backies with Bakura-chan, our li'l sleeping—eh… 'snoring' beauty. The vicious Bakura was having a dream about finally ruling the world and whomping Yami's butt until an evil squirrel ruined his beauty sleep.
Wiping a sleep boogie from his eyes he noticed the paper in his hands. He read it.
Then a growl erupted from his throat and he ran out of the house.
