Heya! I'm glad some people figured who topped themself. For those who didn't, I won't say, 'cept that it wasn't Isis. But yes, it is getting a bit depressing, isn't it? I guess I could say 'don't worry, it'll be allright soon'. But would I be lying? Time will tell.
Oh, and in reply to a review; yes, my brother is very cute and adorable. And he cries when Yugi is losing...
The game contained herein is one I played as an ickle grade 2 gal (2nd year primary school, and not with alcohol) and contained questions like 'have you ever (giggle) kissed a... a... *boy*?' Someone reviewed and told me of something similar, but this is the way we played it. But i was like, 7, or perhaps younger. We got bored of it pretty quick, and started playing around with a ouija board...
Disclaimer: Not inventive today, as tooooo hot in Brisbane. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Chapter 29: Kiss Kiss (have to support the local music industry... also, Holly Valance copied my hair colour. I think. ^_^)
* * *
They went to bed early that night, and awoke late the next morning. They were well aware of their time in the penthouse coming to an end. Thus they decided to use what time they had left wisely. The alcohol appeared. Again.
"What's this?" asked Jou, eyeing the glass Kaiba handed him, as if it was poison.
"Tequila," Seto answered simply, pouring another glass for Isis, who shook her head. He raised an eyebrow.
"I'm off the drink for a while." Her hand subconsciously slipped to her stomach.
"It's not going to make you any fatter than you already are, sister," Malik said evilly. She bamfed him on the head with a magazine.
"It's not that. It's... I'm pregnant." There were a few moments silence. Everyone looked at her, shocked.
"Well, fuck me dead," Bakura said, turning the surprised group's attention to himself and earning a ripple of laughter.
"I may hold you to that," Ryou simpered.
"I'd like to see you try, little innocent one." He took some lemon and salt, to eat with his tequila. They were all rather drunk, quite soon.
"Tequila, it makes me happy..." Otogi sang. Honda snorted. "What? It's a real song!" Otogi said, but was interrupted by Jou, who was making gagging noises.
"Oh, you found the maggot, then?" asked Seto, only the trace of a smirk pulling at his lips. Yami grinned, marvelling in how deliciously evil his boyfriend was.
"The *WHAT*?" Jou spat it out into his hand, discovering on inspection that it was, indeed, a maggot, or something of the sort. "You put a worm in my drink!"
"I didn't," Seto said innocently. "At least, not intentionally. There is always, as a tradition, a pickled tequila worm in a bottle of good mexican tequila - or 'mezcal', if you prefer." Despite being impressed with Kaiba's vast knowledge of alcohol, several people spat mouthfuls back into their caballitos; and Kaiba was obliged to fetch 'normal' drinks.
Soon after, a rather tipsy and quite unsteady Ryou suggested a game. "It's called 'have you ever?' Everyone's heard of it?" There were blank faces all round, whether from genuinely not knowing the game, or inability to comprehend basic sentences as a result of intoxication is debatable. "Rightio then, it's quite simple. Someone asks a question and if you *have* done it, you knock back a shot. For example, I'd say 'have you ever lost a duel' and you'd..."
Bakura, Jou, Honda, Kaiba, Yugi, Mai and Malik obediently downed their drinks. Seto glanced at Yami expectantly. "Drink up."
"But I've never lost a duel."
Seto coughed. "Duellist Kingdom?"
"I won them all there, when I was in control of Yugi and I's body."
"I believe I defeated you on the battlements of Crawford's castle, actually."
"Yugi lost to you, not *me*. I would have won, if I'd had my own way. No offence, Yugi."
"So you would have killed me rather than concede the duel?" Seto pouted, mock-indignation evident in his tone.
"You wouldn't have let yourself fall, not while Mokuba was still in danger. It was a calculated risk."
"How do you know?"
"I just do."
"Well let's settle this right here, right now. Let's duel."
"We'll make it interesting, shall we?" Yami asked, his game face on and his eyes ablaze. He reached for his deck.
"Guys..."
"Don't do this..."
"Why not? Seto thinks he can beat the King of Games? Seto has a lot to learn." Yami grinned. "And I know the perfect classroom."
Malik looked up. "Pharaoh! Opening a portal to the Realm of Shadows is *not* a good idea. Especially in your current... state."
"The Shadow Realm?" Mai shrieked hysterically. She didn't have the best memories of that particular vacation. Nor did Seto, though he concealed it more effectively.
"Your reign is over, *my love*," he smirked. But he wasn't really so confident; he had experienced the Shadows thrice before, and only once favourably.
Yami's eyes met Seto's in a challenging (though still somewhat affectionate) glare, which the CEO returned just as fiercely. A few moments passed, and a shadow fell accross Yami's eyes. Bakura, Malik and Isis exchanged *very* significant looks.
The former Pharaoh bit his lip thoughtfully. "Only kidding." He wrapped his arms around the taller teen's waist, and planted a peck on his cheek. Kaiba shrugged, and wondered just how much alcohol they'd consumed.
* * *
Mai reached into the fridge for the milk, sneaking a peek into the lounge room. There were a few dozen empty bottles littered amongst the sleeping teens, who were snoring softly. Yami and Seto had creeped back into their own room. Mai was thankful the house had thick walls.
"Hey Mai." It was Jounouchi. She smiled at him, and reached for an extra coffee mug. He seemed slightly agitated, so coffee probably wasn't the best idea. Too late now. She handed him the drink, which he took and placed on the counter. He took her mug out of her hands, and placed it next to his. She gave him a quizzical look, to which he replied by taking her hands in his, then promptly dropping them. "Mai... I..."
He took a deep breath. "I was watching Seto and Yami today, you know, when they were fighting? And I realised something. They really, really... like each other. I mean, I know they were fighting and all, but they really do. And I realised I like someone, too, though not exactly in the same way, them being... you know... and I guess what I'm trying to say, in a really messed up way is..." He took another breath. "I love you, Mai."
And, to add to the shock, he clasped her lips in a full-on kiss. Even more shocking to Mai was the fact she felt herself melt on the spot, her eyelids falling shut. And as he gingerely wrapped an arm around her, as if she was a fragile, precious jewel, she could only fuzzily call one thought to her mind. How had he become such a good kisser?
* * *
"Yami?"
"Mmph?"
"Are you awake?"
"No."
"Yami?"
"What is it, Seto?" asked Yami, eyes still shut. He lifted his head from his pillow - Seto's chest - and waited for a reply.
"Why didn't you duel me?"
"I thought better of it. Malik was right. For once."
"Yami?"
"Yes, Seto?"
"Tell me the truth." Seto's sapphire eyes forced Yami to respond.
"I couldn't. There's something wrong with my powers. But it's no big deal. I'm probably just out of practice."
"Yami?"
"Seto?"
"Goodnight, Yami." Seto cradled Yami (who was already asleep again) and watched him sleep. He was worried about him; the dreams were one thing, but Yami without Shadow Powers was like... like... well, strange.
He resolved to talk to Isis about it in the morning.
* * *
Sorry it took so long to get up. But I've been busy - I've been roped into the debating team again, and my Religion teacher gave me sh*tloads of homework. I say this every time, but I *will* try to get the next one up quicker.
Oh, and in reply to a review; yes, my brother is very cute and adorable. And he cries when Yugi is losing...
The game contained herein is one I played as an ickle grade 2 gal (2nd year primary school, and not with alcohol) and contained questions like 'have you ever (giggle) kissed a... a... *boy*?' Someone reviewed and told me of something similar, but this is the way we played it. But i was like, 7, or perhaps younger. We got bored of it pretty quick, and started playing around with a ouija board...
Disclaimer: Not inventive today, as tooooo hot in Brisbane. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Chapter 29: Kiss Kiss (have to support the local music industry... also, Holly Valance copied my hair colour. I think. ^_^)
* * *
They went to bed early that night, and awoke late the next morning. They were well aware of their time in the penthouse coming to an end. Thus they decided to use what time they had left wisely. The alcohol appeared. Again.
"What's this?" asked Jou, eyeing the glass Kaiba handed him, as if it was poison.
"Tequila," Seto answered simply, pouring another glass for Isis, who shook her head. He raised an eyebrow.
"I'm off the drink for a while." Her hand subconsciously slipped to her stomach.
"It's not going to make you any fatter than you already are, sister," Malik said evilly. She bamfed him on the head with a magazine.
"It's not that. It's... I'm pregnant." There were a few moments silence. Everyone looked at her, shocked.
"Well, fuck me dead," Bakura said, turning the surprised group's attention to himself and earning a ripple of laughter.
"I may hold you to that," Ryou simpered.
"I'd like to see you try, little innocent one." He took some lemon and salt, to eat with his tequila. They were all rather drunk, quite soon.
"Tequila, it makes me happy..." Otogi sang. Honda snorted. "What? It's a real song!" Otogi said, but was interrupted by Jou, who was making gagging noises.
"Oh, you found the maggot, then?" asked Seto, only the trace of a smirk pulling at his lips. Yami grinned, marvelling in how deliciously evil his boyfriend was.
"The *WHAT*?" Jou spat it out into his hand, discovering on inspection that it was, indeed, a maggot, or something of the sort. "You put a worm in my drink!"
"I didn't," Seto said innocently. "At least, not intentionally. There is always, as a tradition, a pickled tequila worm in a bottle of good mexican tequila - or 'mezcal', if you prefer." Despite being impressed with Kaiba's vast knowledge of alcohol, several people spat mouthfuls back into their caballitos; and Kaiba was obliged to fetch 'normal' drinks.
Soon after, a rather tipsy and quite unsteady Ryou suggested a game. "It's called 'have you ever?' Everyone's heard of it?" There were blank faces all round, whether from genuinely not knowing the game, or inability to comprehend basic sentences as a result of intoxication is debatable. "Rightio then, it's quite simple. Someone asks a question and if you *have* done it, you knock back a shot. For example, I'd say 'have you ever lost a duel' and you'd..."
Bakura, Jou, Honda, Kaiba, Yugi, Mai and Malik obediently downed their drinks. Seto glanced at Yami expectantly. "Drink up."
"But I've never lost a duel."
Seto coughed. "Duellist Kingdom?"
"I won them all there, when I was in control of Yugi and I's body."
"I believe I defeated you on the battlements of Crawford's castle, actually."
"Yugi lost to you, not *me*. I would have won, if I'd had my own way. No offence, Yugi."
"So you would have killed me rather than concede the duel?" Seto pouted, mock-indignation evident in his tone.
"You wouldn't have let yourself fall, not while Mokuba was still in danger. It was a calculated risk."
"How do you know?"
"I just do."
"Well let's settle this right here, right now. Let's duel."
"We'll make it interesting, shall we?" Yami asked, his game face on and his eyes ablaze. He reached for his deck.
"Guys..."
"Don't do this..."
"Why not? Seto thinks he can beat the King of Games? Seto has a lot to learn." Yami grinned. "And I know the perfect classroom."
Malik looked up. "Pharaoh! Opening a portal to the Realm of Shadows is *not* a good idea. Especially in your current... state."
"The Shadow Realm?" Mai shrieked hysterically. She didn't have the best memories of that particular vacation. Nor did Seto, though he concealed it more effectively.
"Your reign is over, *my love*," he smirked. But he wasn't really so confident; he had experienced the Shadows thrice before, and only once favourably.
Yami's eyes met Seto's in a challenging (though still somewhat affectionate) glare, which the CEO returned just as fiercely. A few moments passed, and a shadow fell accross Yami's eyes. Bakura, Malik and Isis exchanged *very* significant looks.
The former Pharaoh bit his lip thoughtfully. "Only kidding." He wrapped his arms around the taller teen's waist, and planted a peck on his cheek. Kaiba shrugged, and wondered just how much alcohol they'd consumed.
* * *
Mai reached into the fridge for the milk, sneaking a peek into the lounge room. There were a few dozen empty bottles littered amongst the sleeping teens, who were snoring softly. Yami and Seto had creeped back into their own room. Mai was thankful the house had thick walls.
"Hey Mai." It was Jounouchi. She smiled at him, and reached for an extra coffee mug. He seemed slightly agitated, so coffee probably wasn't the best idea. Too late now. She handed him the drink, which he took and placed on the counter. He took her mug out of her hands, and placed it next to his. She gave him a quizzical look, to which he replied by taking her hands in his, then promptly dropping them. "Mai... I..."
He took a deep breath. "I was watching Seto and Yami today, you know, when they were fighting? And I realised something. They really, really... like each other. I mean, I know they were fighting and all, but they really do. And I realised I like someone, too, though not exactly in the same way, them being... you know... and I guess what I'm trying to say, in a really messed up way is..." He took another breath. "I love you, Mai."
And, to add to the shock, he clasped her lips in a full-on kiss. Even more shocking to Mai was the fact she felt herself melt on the spot, her eyelids falling shut. And as he gingerely wrapped an arm around her, as if she was a fragile, precious jewel, she could only fuzzily call one thought to her mind. How had he become such a good kisser?
* * *
"Yami?"
"Mmph?"
"Are you awake?"
"No."
"Yami?"
"What is it, Seto?" asked Yami, eyes still shut. He lifted his head from his pillow - Seto's chest - and waited for a reply.
"Why didn't you duel me?"
"I thought better of it. Malik was right. For once."
"Yami?"
"Yes, Seto?"
"Tell me the truth." Seto's sapphire eyes forced Yami to respond.
"I couldn't. There's something wrong with my powers. But it's no big deal. I'm probably just out of practice."
"Yami?"
"Seto?"
"Goodnight, Yami." Seto cradled Yami (who was already asleep again) and watched him sleep. He was worried about him; the dreams were one thing, but Yami without Shadow Powers was like... like... well, strange.
He resolved to talk to Isis about it in the morning.
* * *
Sorry it took so long to get up. But I've been busy - I've been roped into the debating team again, and my Religion teacher gave me sh*tloads of homework. I say this every time, but I *will* try to get the next one up quicker.