Fantasy
Yami no Kelly Noel
November 24, 2003
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A/n:
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(Kelly: That's right, you! Stay silent and maybe the fan girls won't condemn you death.)
Oh you're just pissed cause I changed the story around a tiny bit.
(Kelly: A TINY BIT?! You made Bakura-kun into a freaking princess, called Anzu fat, made the lovable pure game sprite a vengeful murderer, turned Yugi into an anemic HENTAI**, hinted that Honda was BI*, and you repeatedly made fun of Jounouchi! WHAT DO YOU MEAN A TINY BIT?!)
I kept that depressing part with Mokuba in. You owed me.
(Kelly: AGH! *bangs head against soul room wall*)
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and my Hikari don't own her sanity. ^___^
(Kelly: *stops* At one point in life I did… Then I invented you. *bangs head against soul room wall again* STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!)
I'm so well loved! ^-^
- Yami no Kelly N.
-(Kelly Noel)
*Please Note: I have nothing against Bi's Lesbians, or Gays. Personally, I think one is entitled to love whomever they want despite gender. So if I have offended you in any way please accept my up most and honest apology now. This is a humor story, after all and I make fun of just about everything. Especially myself. ^-^ Remember, "To be able to laugh at someone else, you must first be able to laugh at yourself," whether real or not.
**Me Being Immature: HENTAIS ARE GROSS! EWWWW!
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Recap:
Kaiba's about to snap, Yugi's suffering from another nosebleed, Honda might be Bi, Jounouchi's being threatened by a large and pointy pitchfork, Anzu is still not talking to "The Moron", Mokuba's still depressed, Malik and Rishid can't turn their computer on, Bakura is being mistaken for a beautiful and kind princess, and Pegasus loves cheese! What? Don't you like cheese?
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"What?!" Bakura shouted, somewhat outraged that he had once again been mistaken as a female. Didn't these people know about Project RING? The organization bent on proving that Bakura was indeed all male?! You should all join them and their mission. Now that advertising is done, back to the story. "I'm not a prin-" Bakura was silenced by Jounouchi's hand, which flew over the white haired boy's mouth.
"What SHE means to say is that we found HER and bravely risked our necks to save HER! And SHE would like graciously reward us within the walls of HER own home!" Bakura flailed around, like a fish out of water, as Jounouchi continued to spew lies out about his gender. Seeing Honda draw closer to the two, Bakura relaxed a bit. He wouldn't let Jounouchi continue this lie!
"Yes, that's exactly what happened, right PRINCESS?" And with that Honda shoved his hand over Bakura's mouth. Bakura looked at Honda in disbelief and silently thought of the most disturbing and vicious swear words to ever cross one's mind.
"Well, if that's the case…" The villager started, lowering his pitchfork and the others behind him followed, "Then we welcome you! Come we'll take you to Lady Kisara's palace!"
"ERG!" Bakura's muffled growls went unnoticed as a chariot to transport the "princess" was called.
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"I… don't… remember… Isis'… room… being… this… far… away… before…" Malik panted, still nowhere near Isis or her computer savvy.
"Well, it's been a while since we've been down here. At least five years." Rishid pointed out as he looked a piece of paper, apparently using it to get around the underground maze of halls and sacred rooms.
"What's that?" Malik asked, pointing at the paper Rishid was using to navigate with.
"A map I made when I was younger." Rishid said, as he proudly showed off his handiwork to his master. Malik sweat dropped.
"Rishid, that's a square with a bunch of different colored squiggly lines."
"But Malik-sama! The crayons I used were from Osiris himself!" Rishid noted as Malik straightened up.
"Onward then!"
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"I despise you." Bakura said in his most venomous voice, sounding more like a frolicking emu than a vicious snake. What does a frolicking emu sound like? I don't know, but when I see an emu frolic I'll be sure to let you know! Only his silhouette was visible from behind the draw string curtain of the princess' carriage.
"Oh come on Bakura-kun!" Jounouchi pleaded, not wanting anyone else to shun him. He and the rest of the group, along with Kaiba, walked along side the carriage as they took the short trip to the castle. "Just think of it as your role in the game! The quicker you play your part the faster the game ends!"
"You never told me I'd have to play as a girl!" Bakura hissed, as Jounouchi sweat dropped.
"Mokuba didn't mind it." The blonde pointed out as Kaiba sweat dropped slightly. Sure, Mokuba had rescued him with that maneuver, but he never did look at Mokuba the same way again… Then again he probably shouldn't have made virtual Mokuba into a girl to begin with… Oh well!
"Well, I'm not Mokuba!" Bakura argued, his normal nice demeanor was diminishing as the strain of being a different gender and role playing as a princess was working it's way into his head.
"Will you two idiots stop your bickering?" Kaiba growled, his head ache continued to grow as he cursed himself out for not inventing virtual aspirin. "Bakura, shut your mouth and take it like a man."
"That's the problem!" Bakura shouted, before biting his tongue. He could now feel Kaiba's cold icy stare through the curtain, freezing his ability to talk along with his ability to function. He pouted slightly, threw his back into the seat, and succumbed to his fate.
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"Ah ha! Isis' room!" Rishid shouted, beaming.
"Wow. The map actually worked." Malik blinked, wondering if Rishid had anymore of these magic crayons. They might help with his next brilliant scheme to become Pharaoh. "Heh heh." Malik quickly peeked into her room, his head full of villainous thoughts rather than the one rule men should always follow when venturing into a women's room: Knock first.
"Isis-" Malik stopped, gasping in horror.
"Malik?! It's- It's not what it looks like! I swear!" Isis shouted throwing something behind her, quickly, as Malik stood there dumbfounded, eyes wide.
"You animal!!" Malik screeched, pointing his finger at her dramatically and then taking off.
"Malik!" She shouted from behind him, as Rishid blinked confused.
"What happened Isis-sama?" He asked, watching Malik storm off, furious and upset.
"I was merely adjusting a present he gave me last year for Christmas." She said innocently, wide blue eyes trying to work their way into Rishid's conscious.
"You really shouldn't fix the sweaters he knits you. It hurts his feelings." Rishid stated, despite Isis' cute act.
"But one arm was longer than the other and pink is such an ugly color on me." She defended, feeling slightly guilty.
"Well I know a way you can make it up to him."
"What's that?"
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"It would appear that some kind of plot is brewing." An ominous figure with a glass in hand sat in his custom made throne, his silver hair glistening from a setting sun. "A plot that once again I was left out of." He stood, swirling the thick red liquid in his glass around gently before taking another sip of his "fruit juice." His face darkened as a frown crossed his lips, the figure was rather upset at this development. He'd been an unimportant figure ever since his first defeat and the lack of attention was working on his nerves. He glanced out over the wide sea that surrounded his island as the sun continued sink beneath it, settling under the horizon. He sighed sadly as he took another sip and continued to watch the sky darken. Glancing at his watch, his eyes lit up as a wide grin crossed his face. "Yay! My 7:00 p.m. meeting is on!" And with that the 23 year old male ran to his chair again and clapped his hands, causing the lights to flip on along with his large screen TV.
"Welcome to the Funny Bunny 24 hour marathon!" The TV blasted, as the young man brushed some of the hair from his face, revealing a gold eye patch. His smile widened as he clasped his hands together with joy. Okay, so maybe being left out of this story was a good thing, he thought as he took a bite of a cracker with some gorgonzola cheese on it.
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It's safe to say that Bakura-kun was not happy as he entered the castle and was dragged off by at least twenty women to "redress him" into "proper clothes."
"Somebody help me…" Bakura whimpered, as the women dragged the poor boy off, giddily laughing at his current apparel. Bakura Ryou fan girl members memories began to haunt him again as he thought back to his first day at Domino High School, following him around the school and fighting over him like he was a brand new toy. "Please?" He sniveled, causing all my readers to cry and the game sprite to comfort him at his shoulder.
"Maybe I should have been the princess…" Jounouchi commented as he "checked out" each of women before being sharply smacked by Anzu. "Oof!" Jounouchi coughed as he rubbed his cheek gingerly. "Anzu!"
"I'll go help Baku- I mean-Kisara." She cheerfully stated (as if she'd done nothing wrong), following to make sure his cover wasn't blown.
"Son of a b-" Jounouchi started, before he caught Anzu's glare of death from down the hall way, "beautiful woman?" He quickly covered as Anzu disappeared around a corner.
"It's wonder why she hasn't shot you yet Inu-Jounouchi." Kaiba chuckled, taking a seat at the lavish table set before them.
"What did you call me?!" The blonde shouted, fists in the air waiting to lay one right on Seto's perfect, handsome face. Not like THAT would EVER happen. Seto-kun is way to great and gorgeous to be taken down by a lowly mutt. If the word mutt offends you, the Jounouchi fan girls, please delete mutt and insert any of the words in this list: dog, half-breed, filthy animal, puppy, mutt-face, doggy, Inu-Jounouchi, canine, Fido, mongrel, rabid beast, or gluttonous dog. Also please refrain from throwing random objects at the sexy and outrageously handsome Anti-villain. Throw them at Kelly.
"Inu-Jounouchi." Kaiba repeated innocently, taking out his pen pilot and checking on his employs progress. Too bad there was none. "Damn it…" he growled under his breath, ignoring the multiple insults the puppy was spewing out at him.
"-and your mother was a hamster!" The blonde finished as Yugi buried his face in his hands, while Honda tried to suppress his own laughing at Jounouchi's failed attempts to rattle Kaiba's cage. Seto merely blinked as a response, not feeling the need to waste his energy with such stupidity, Mokuba was far more important.
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Speaking of the sweet pre-teen, Mokuba began to feel slightly guilty as he thought about how he'd smashed the only picture he had of Seto smiling, non anti-villain-ish. He walked over to the broken picture frame, glass and all, and picked up the photo. He starred at it for a while, wondering why Seto couldn't have just stayed a nice older brother that had time for him. Sighing sadly, he chucked the picture onto Seto's bed, it landed white side up. It was then he noticed something. Writing on the back of the picture.
"What the?" Mokuba started, glancing at the letters and numbers making up some kind of code on the back of the photo. "N13641O9472A09663H76508." He said, blinking as he scanned the bottom and found directions as how to use the code in a neat script text, resembling that of his brothers. Mokuba flipped the photo back and forth wondering if this was Seto's work or another's. "Well, what do I have to lose? Doubt Seto would care anyhow." He added sarcastically, taking on the role of a true teenager by ignoring his disciplinary figure. Yay Moky! Welcome to the inner circle! So with his new teenaged attitude in full throttle, he began looking at the first step. " First, gain access to the Kaiba Mainframe Central Processing Unit (KMCPU)." He read, thinking of how he could break into Seto's computer system. He fell backwards onto the bed. "Well, that plan was short lived. There's no possible way to break into Seto's-" He stopped as something on the ceiling caught his eye. "-computer room." He barely finished as a smile crept upon his young face. "Then again nothing's ever that impossible." And with that he climbed up the bed post, unscrewed the screws which held the cover fast to a ventilation duct, and eventually managed to slip into the ventilation system.
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"Shizuka?" A Kaiba mansion maid asked, as she looked up at the ceiling.
"Yes?" Jounouchi's sister responded, in her new Kaiba Mansion maid uniform. She smiled cheerfully, gathering up her pink feather duster and walking over to her co-worker in her high heels. She'd recently taken the job at the mansion so she could save up enough money to buy her brother a nice Christmas present, despite we are currently in the middle of the month of July. Or at least that's the setting of the story. If you ask me there's something Kaiba's mansion she's after and it isn't just the money…But that's not important! What is important is that Shizuka works for Kaiba in tight, French clothing! (Please ignore me while I throw now a tantrum,) DAMN YOU SHIZUKA! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! (Thank you.)
"Do you hear that banging sound?" The other maid asked, brushing her blonde hair from her face as she continued to look up.
"Yeah." Shizuka responded, adjusting her low v-neck dress as she also looked up at the ceiling, banging sounds growing louder.
"What do you think it is?"
"Squirrels." Shizuka responded, her left eye twitching slightly as she spoke the word "squirrels."
"Squirrels?" The other maid asked, watching her co-worker's left eye twitch again.
"Yes. Squirrels." Shizuka repeated, twitching. "Sounds like the rodent's in the ventilation system."
"How'd it get in there? Don't the infer-red scanners/lasers stationed outside the mansion take care of those kind of things?"
"Ah! But that's where you're wrong! Those scanners/lasers may fry all those regular rodents; like mice, possums, and rats, but squirrels are different! They're craftier, smarter, and more potent than the average rodent…" Shizuka responded, eye twitching all the while. "We got to get it out of that ventilation system! If It gets hold of all that secret information Kaiba's working on it could mean the end of the world as human-kind knows it!"
"But it's just a squirrel!" The other maid defended, as she watched Shizuka tie a screw driver onto a broom stick, in an attempt to unscrew a ventilation cover, left eye twitching dangerously.
"That's just what THEY want you to think." Shizuka whispered, as the maid blinked, lost in all the insanity.
"Who is THEY?"
"Shush!" Shizuka hushed, shoving her hand over the other maid's mouth.. (Please Note: I accidentally originally wrote that Shizuka shoved her mouth over the other maid's mouth. Good thing my Hikari caught that or I would of had some interesting reviews… *sweat drop*) "THEY is the secret organization of Penguins working with the Squirrels for world domination! THEY come from Pluto." Shizuka whispered, as her co-worker shook her head in disbelief and blinked.
"So working as Kaiba's personal maid finally caused her crack…" She mumbled under her breath after Shizuka went back to unscrewing a ventilation cover. "I'm going to leave now." She walked away sweat dropping, as she heard Shizuka shouting from behind her.
"Good idea! Go warn everyone else in the mansion of the Squirrels attack! I'll go see what I can do about this spy!"
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"What in bloody hell is that?" Bakura asked aggravated. He was already wearing three layers of frilly under coats, a powder blue dress, and uncomfortable matching heels. If I didn't know it was him under there I'd say he looked very pretty. But I do know it's him under there so I'm thoroughly disturbed. Anzu blinked, as she looked at the article of clothing she had in her hands and back at Bakura.
"It's called a corset, Bakura-kun. It was most popularly used in the Elizabethan Era in England in the 16th Century." Anzu answered cheerfully as held up a corset for him to wear. It had been an interesting situation of trying to get him into the dress, but this was going to be easier.
"What's it for, where does it go, and why do I have to wear it?" Bakura asked flatly. Anzu sweat dropped.
"Accessory, around your waist, and because I said so; now hold still." Anzu said as she quickly slipped it around his waist and started lacing it up, down the back.
"Well, I guess this isn't so bad." Bakura said, trying to look at the bright side of things. There were worse characters he could have been forced to play, weirder characters, more painful characters- "AGH!" he suddenly, yelped out in pain, as Anzu started tightening the thick laces; which pulled Bakura's waist into a shape resembling that of an hourglass. "What are you doing back there?!" He whimpered, his sides aching.
"Putting on your corset." She answered simply while pulling on the strings again, thus resulting in any oxygen Bakura had managed to suck in to be forced out. "Why? Does it hurt?" She asked, putting her foot on his back for a better grip and pulling backwards. Hard.
"AGH!"
Yami no Kelly Noel
November 24, 2003
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A/n:
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(Kelly: That's right, you! Stay silent and maybe the fan girls won't condemn you death.)
Oh you're just pissed cause I changed the story around a tiny bit.
(Kelly: A TINY BIT?! You made Bakura-kun into a freaking princess, called Anzu fat, made the lovable pure game sprite a vengeful murderer, turned Yugi into an anemic HENTAI**, hinted that Honda was BI*, and you repeatedly made fun of Jounouchi! WHAT DO YOU MEAN A TINY BIT?!)
I kept that depressing part with Mokuba in. You owed me.
(Kelly: AGH! *bangs head against soul room wall*)
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and my Hikari don't own her sanity. ^___^
(Kelly: *stops* At one point in life I did… Then I invented you. *bangs head against soul room wall again* STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!)
I'm so well loved! ^-^
- Yami no Kelly N.
-(Kelly Noel)
*Please Note: I have nothing against Bi's Lesbians, or Gays. Personally, I think one is entitled to love whomever they want despite gender. So if I have offended you in any way please accept my up most and honest apology now. This is a humor story, after all and I make fun of just about everything. Especially myself. ^-^ Remember, "To be able to laugh at someone else, you must first be able to laugh at yourself," whether real or not.
**Me Being Immature: HENTAIS ARE GROSS! EWWWW!
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Recap:
Kaiba's about to snap, Yugi's suffering from another nosebleed, Honda might be Bi, Jounouchi's being threatened by a large and pointy pitchfork, Anzu is still not talking to "The Moron", Mokuba's still depressed, Malik and Rishid can't turn their computer on, Bakura is being mistaken for a beautiful and kind princess, and Pegasus loves cheese! What? Don't you like cheese?
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"What?!" Bakura shouted, somewhat outraged that he had once again been mistaken as a female. Didn't these people know about Project RING? The organization bent on proving that Bakura was indeed all male?! You should all join them and their mission. Now that advertising is done, back to the story. "I'm not a prin-" Bakura was silenced by Jounouchi's hand, which flew over the white haired boy's mouth.
"What SHE means to say is that we found HER and bravely risked our necks to save HER! And SHE would like graciously reward us within the walls of HER own home!" Bakura flailed around, like a fish out of water, as Jounouchi continued to spew lies out about his gender. Seeing Honda draw closer to the two, Bakura relaxed a bit. He wouldn't let Jounouchi continue this lie!
"Yes, that's exactly what happened, right PRINCESS?" And with that Honda shoved his hand over Bakura's mouth. Bakura looked at Honda in disbelief and silently thought of the most disturbing and vicious swear words to ever cross one's mind.
"Well, if that's the case…" The villager started, lowering his pitchfork and the others behind him followed, "Then we welcome you! Come we'll take you to Lady Kisara's palace!"
"ERG!" Bakura's muffled growls went unnoticed as a chariot to transport the "princess" was called.
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"I… don't… remember… Isis'… room… being… this… far… away… before…" Malik panted, still nowhere near Isis or her computer savvy.
"Well, it's been a while since we've been down here. At least five years." Rishid pointed out as he looked a piece of paper, apparently using it to get around the underground maze of halls and sacred rooms.
"What's that?" Malik asked, pointing at the paper Rishid was using to navigate with.
"A map I made when I was younger." Rishid said, as he proudly showed off his handiwork to his master. Malik sweat dropped.
"Rishid, that's a square with a bunch of different colored squiggly lines."
"But Malik-sama! The crayons I used were from Osiris himself!" Rishid noted as Malik straightened up.
"Onward then!"
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"I despise you." Bakura said in his most venomous voice, sounding more like a frolicking emu than a vicious snake. What does a frolicking emu sound like? I don't know, but when I see an emu frolic I'll be sure to let you know! Only his silhouette was visible from behind the draw string curtain of the princess' carriage.
"Oh come on Bakura-kun!" Jounouchi pleaded, not wanting anyone else to shun him. He and the rest of the group, along with Kaiba, walked along side the carriage as they took the short trip to the castle. "Just think of it as your role in the game! The quicker you play your part the faster the game ends!"
"You never told me I'd have to play as a girl!" Bakura hissed, as Jounouchi sweat dropped.
"Mokuba didn't mind it." The blonde pointed out as Kaiba sweat dropped slightly. Sure, Mokuba had rescued him with that maneuver, but he never did look at Mokuba the same way again… Then again he probably shouldn't have made virtual Mokuba into a girl to begin with… Oh well!
"Well, I'm not Mokuba!" Bakura argued, his normal nice demeanor was diminishing as the strain of being a different gender and role playing as a princess was working it's way into his head.
"Will you two idiots stop your bickering?" Kaiba growled, his head ache continued to grow as he cursed himself out for not inventing virtual aspirin. "Bakura, shut your mouth and take it like a man."
"That's the problem!" Bakura shouted, before biting his tongue. He could now feel Kaiba's cold icy stare through the curtain, freezing his ability to talk along with his ability to function. He pouted slightly, threw his back into the seat, and succumbed to his fate.
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"Ah ha! Isis' room!" Rishid shouted, beaming.
"Wow. The map actually worked." Malik blinked, wondering if Rishid had anymore of these magic crayons. They might help with his next brilliant scheme to become Pharaoh. "Heh heh." Malik quickly peeked into her room, his head full of villainous thoughts rather than the one rule men should always follow when venturing into a women's room: Knock first.
"Isis-" Malik stopped, gasping in horror.
"Malik?! It's- It's not what it looks like! I swear!" Isis shouted throwing something behind her, quickly, as Malik stood there dumbfounded, eyes wide.
"You animal!!" Malik screeched, pointing his finger at her dramatically and then taking off.
"Malik!" She shouted from behind him, as Rishid blinked confused.
"What happened Isis-sama?" He asked, watching Malik storm off, furious and upset.
"I was merely adjusting a present he gave me last year for Christmas." She said innocently, wide blue eyes trying to work their way into Rishid's conscious.
"You really shouldn't fix the sweaters he knits you. It hurts his feelings." Rishid stated, despite Isis' cute act.
"But one arm was longer than the other and pink is such an ugly color on me." She defended, feeling slightly guilty.
"Well I know a way you can make it up to him."
"What's that?"
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"It would appear that some kind of plot is brewing." An ominous figure with a glass in hand sat in his custom made throne, his silver hair glistening from a setting sun. "A plot that once again I was left out of." He stood, swirling the thick red liquid in his glass around gently before taking another sip of his "fruit juice." His face darkened as a frown crossed his lips, the figure was rather upset at this development. He'd been an unimportant figure ever since his first defeat and the lack of attention was working on his nerves. He glanced out over the wide sea that surrounded his island as the sun continued sink beneath it, settling under the horizon. He sighed sadly as he took another sip and continued to watch the sky darken. Glancing at his watch, his eyes lit up as a wide grin crossed his face. "Yay! My 7:00 p.m. meeting is on!" And with that the 23 year old male ran to his chair again and clapped his hands, causing the lights to flip on along with his large screen TV.
"Welcome to the Funny Bunny 24 hour marathon!" The TV blasted, as the young man brushed some of the hair from his face, revealing a gold eye patch. His smile widened as he clasped his hands together with joy. Okay, so maybe being left out of this story was a good thing, he thought as he took a bite of a cracker with some gorgonzola cheese on it.
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It's safe to say that Bakura-kun was not happy as he entered the castle and was dragged off by at least twenty women to "redress him" into "proper clothes."
"Somebody help me…" Bakura whimpered, as the women dragged the poor boy off, giddily laughing at his current apparel. Bakura Ryou fan girl members memories began to haunt him again as he thought back to his first day at Domino High School, following him around the school and fighting over him like he was a brand new toy. "Please?" He sniveled, causing all my readers to cry and the game sprite to comfort him at his shoulder.
"Maybe I should have been the princess…" Jounouchi commented as he "checked out" each of women before being sharply smacked by Anzu. "Oof!" Jounouchi coughed as he rubbed his cheek gingerly. "Anzu!"
"I'll go help Baku- I mean-Kisara." She cheerfully stated (as if she'd done nothing wrong), following to make sure his cover wasn't blown.
"Son of a b-" Jounouchi started, before he caught Anzu's glare of death from down the hall way, "beautiful woman?" He quickly covered as Anzu disappeared around a corner.
"It's wonder why she hasn't shot you yet Inu-Jounouchi." Kaiba chuckled, taking a seat at the lavish table set before them.
"What did you call me?!" The blonde shouted, fists in the air waiting to lay one right on Seto's perfect, handsome face. Not like THAT would EVER happen. Seto-kun is way to great and gorgeous to be taken down by a lowly mutt. If the word mutt offends you, the Jounouchi fan girls, please delete mutt and insert any of the words in this list: dog, half-breed, filthy animal, puppy, mutt-face, doggy, Inu-Jounouchi, canine, Fido, mongrel, rabid beast, or gluttonous dog. Also please refrain from throwing random objects at the sexy and outrageously handsome Anti-villain. Throw them at Kelly.
"Inu-Jounouchi." Kaiba repeated innocently, taking out his pen pilot and checking on his employs progress. Too bad there was none. "Damn it…" he growled under his breath, ignoring the multiple insults the puppy was spewing out at him.
"-and your mother was a hamster!" The blonde finished as Yugi buried his face in his hands, while Honda tried to suppress his own laughing at Jounouchi's failed attempts to rattle Kaiba's cage. Seto merely blinked as a response, not feeling the need to waste his energy with such stupidity, Mokuba was far more important.
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Speaking of the sweet pre-teen, Mokuba began to feel slightly guilty as he thought about how he'd smashed the only picture he had of Seto smiling, non anti-villain-ish. He walked over to the broken picture frame, glass and all, and picked up the photo. He starred at it for a while, wondering why Seto couldn't have just stayed a nice older brother that had time for him. Sighing sadly, he chucked the picture onto Seto's bed, it landed white side up. It was then he noticed something. Writing on the back of the picture.
"What the?" Mokuba started, glancing at the letters and numbers making up some kind of code on the back of the photo. "N13641O9472A09663H76508." He said, blinking as he scanned the bottom and found directions as how to use the code in a neat script text, resembling that of his brothers. Mokuba flipped the photo back and forth wondering if this was Seto's work or another's. "Well, what do I have to lose? Doubt Seto would care anyhow." He added sarcastically, taking on the role of a true teenager by ignoring his disciplinary figure. Yay Moky! Welcome to the inner circle! So with his new teenaged attitude in full throttle, he began looking at the first step. " First, gain access to the Kaiba Mainframe Central Processing Unit (KMCPU)." He read, thinking of how he could break into Seto's computer system. He fell backwards onto the bed. "Well, that plan was short lived. There's no possible way to break into Seto's-" He stopped as something on the ceiling caught his eye. "-computer room." He barely finished as a smile crept upon his young face. "Then again nothing's ever that impossible." And with that he climbed up the bed post, unscrewed the screws which held the cover fast to a ventilation duct, and eventually managed to slip into the ventilation system.
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"Shizuka?" A Kaiba mansion maid asked, as she looked up at the ceiling.
"Yes?" Jounouchi's sister responded, in her new Kaiba Mansion maid uniform. She smiled cheerfully, gathering up her pink feather duster and walking over to her co-worker in her high heels. She'd recently taken the job at the mansion so she could save up enough money to buy her brother a nice Christmas present, despite we are currently in the middle of the month of July. Or at least that's the setting of the story. If you ask me there's something Kaiba's mansion she's after and it isn't just the money…But that's not important! What is important is that Shizuka works for Kaiba in tight, French clothing! (Please ignore me while I throw now a tantrum,) DAMN YOU SHIZUKA! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! (Thank you.)
"Do you hear that banging sound?" The other maid asked, brushing her blonde hair from her face as she continued to look up.
"Yeah." Shizuka responded, adjusting her low v-neck dress as she also looked up at the ceiling, banging sounds growing louder.
"What do you think it is?"
"Squirrels." Shizuka responded, her left eye twitching slightly as she spoke the word "squirrels."
"Squirrels?" The other maid asked, watching her co-worker's left eye twitch again.
"Yes. Squirrels." Shizuka repeated, twitching. "Sounds like the rodent's in the ventilation system."
"How'd it get in there? Don't the infer-red scanners/lasers stationed outside the mansion take care of those kind of things?"
"Ah! But that's where you're wrong! Those scanners/lasers may fry all those regular rodents; like mice, possums, and rats, but squirrels are different! They're craftier, smarter, and more potent than the average rodent…" Shizuka responded, eye twitching all the while. "We got to get it out of that ventilation system! If It gets hold of all that secret information Kaiba's working on it could mean the end of the world as human-kind knows it!"
"But it's just a squirrel!" The other maid defended, as she watched Shizuka tie a screw driver onto a broom stick, in an attempt to unscrew a ventilation cover, left eye twitching dangerously.
"That's just what THEY want you to think." Shizuka whispered, as the maid blinked, lost in all the insanity.
"Who is THEY?"
"Shush!" Shizuka hushed, shoving her hand over the other maid's mouth.. (Please Note: I accidentally originally wrote that Shizuka shoved her mouth over the other maid's mouth. Good thing my Hikari caught that or I would of had some interesting reviews… *sweat drop*) "THEY is the secret organization of Penguins working with the Squirrels for world domination! THEY come from Pluto." Shizuka whispered, as her co-worker shook her head in disbelief and blinked.
"So working as Kaiba's personal maid finally caused her crack…" She mumbled under her breath after Shizuka went back to unscrewing a ventilation cover. "I'm going to leave now." She walked away sweat dropping, as she heard Shizuka shouting from behind her.
"Good idea! Go warn everyone else in the mansion of the Squirrels attack! I'll go see what I can do about this spy!"
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"What in bloody hell is that?" Bakura asked aggravated. He was already wearing three layers of frilly under coats, a powder blue dress, and uncomfortable matching heels. If I didn't know it was him under there I'd say he looked very pretty. But I do know it's him under there so I'm thoroughly disturbed. Anzu blinked, as she looked at the article of clothing she had in her hands and back at Bakura.
"It's called a corset, Bakura-kun. It was most popularly used in the Elizabethan Era in England in the 16th Century." Anzu answered cheerfully as held up a corset for him to wear. It had been an interesting situation of trying to get him into the dress, but this was going to be easier.
"What's it for, where does it go, and why do I have to wear it?" Bakura asked flatly. Anzu sweat dropped.
"Accessory, around your waist, and because I said so; now hold still." Anzu said as she quickly slipped it around his waist and started lacing it up, down the back.
"Well, I guess this isn't so bad." Bakura said, trying to look at the bright side of things. There were worse characters he could have been forced to play, weirder characters, more painful characters- "AGH!" he suddenly, yelped out in pain, as Anzu started tightening the thick laces; which pulled Bakura's waist into a shape resembling that of an hourglass. "What are you doing back there?!" He whimpered, his sides aching.
"Putting on your corset." She answered simply while pulling on the strings again, thus resulting in any oxygen Bakura had managed to suck in to be forced out. "Why? Does it hurt?" She asked, putting her foot on his back for a better grip and pulling backwards. Hard.
"AGH!"