Chaos at Work
by: jade_tiger
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, some other lucky person out there does,
but if that person ever wants to give it away, I'll take it, and I promise
to feed it and walk it and play with it. Seto: tiger, we're not pets, we're
human beings, with the exception of the mutt Joey: Kaiba I'm gonna kill ya
one of these days.
Warning: Slight AU, a LOT of slash, meaning m/m pairings, some m/f pairings thrown in. Whole lot of OOC.
Chapter Three
Two figures sat on the park bench, neither speaking, or even acknowledging the presence of the other. Yami and Bakura had run into each other, literally, while they were walking in search of employment, unfortunately for both neither had found any suitable employment for a former tomb robber and Pharaoh.
"You know, it's all your fault," said Yami breaking the silence.
"Shut up, Pharaoh, I don't need to hear your annoying voice right now." Bakura was not in a good mood, he had spent the majority of the day searching for a job that he would have enjoyed and found none. Not a single job in the entire city appealed to him, sure he had found some but they were all so boring, plus he couldn't torment people in any of them.
"If you would just give up and admit I'm unbeatable, we wouldn't be in this mess." Yami was just as annoyed as the other dark and was venting. "Now Yugi's going all psychotic on me and keeps on telling me to get a job soon, or else." Yami gave sigh and slumped lower on the bench, "There is not a single interesting job in this city, the best thing I saw was working at a fast food place but I'd rather not serve anyone their food I'm not a servant."
"For once I will agree with you," sighed Bakura following Yami's example and slumping lower in his seat. "I'm a tomb raider, I need a challenge other than trying not to strangle some rude ass who thinks that just because I'm serving them food they can treat me like dirt."
"Yeah, I can imagine you serving people their food." Yami could not help but laugh at the mental image of Bakura wearing a fast food uniform. "Maybe this once we can work together and try to find jobs we can both enjoy and actually be good at." The suggestion was logical but Yami doubted that Bakura would agree to working with him, however, Yami was not aware of how desperate the other yami had become; Ryou hadn't spoken more than a few sentences to his darker half since the whole thing began, Bakura hated to admit it, but he was beginning to miss times he and his light just sat together and talked about their day.
"Okay, I'll help you and you help me," he said to the stunned Pharaoh. "Deal?" He held out his hand to his former rival in a sign of a temporary truce. Yami looked at the other with suspicion but decided he had nothing to loose and reached over and shook the other's hand, and in doing so he found his hand encased in the firm, calloused grip of the former tomb robber.
"We'll work together until this whole thing blows over." Yami was surprised to find his voice wavering slightly, causing the white haired yami to raise a brow in question. Yami quickly let go of the other's hand and stood up.
"I know you probably find this arrangement a burden to yourself, Yami, but we're on the same boat, so to speak and it would be to our advantage to work together." Bakura had no idea why the Pharaoh seemed so tense about the idea of working together when he was always preaching on the power of working together and all that crap. He knew that the other had reason to not trust him but, Bakura had figured Yami to have put all that behind him, apparently he was wrong.
"Yes we are," Yami agreed. "So when do we begin, or rather where?" Bakura stood up as well and the two began walking out of the park.
"I don't know, we should probably find jobs that we are good at," Bakura was at a loss on what he and the other yami could possibly do in this century that they would be good at. After all it wasn't as if people were in need of a thief and a ruler for their businesses.
The two continued to walk down the street in dejected silence, until Yami suddenly stopped and looked at a sign on the door of a store, his face lighting up. This was it; this was the perfect job for him and Bakura.
"What is it Yami?" Bakura inquired as the other's face lit up with a smile.
"I think I just found the perfect job for us, Bakura." Yami could barely contain his delight at his unbelievable luck. "What do the two of us have in common, other than being a yamis?"
"What are you going on about, Pharaoh? Did that hit on the head earlier do more damage than I thought?" Bakura's tone was filled with annoyance as Yami continued to smile at him with mischief.
"Come on Bakura, take a wild guess. It's not that hard to figure out."
"All right I give up, now will you stop with this stupid game of yours?" Yami sighed; apparently Bakura's sense of humour had disappeared.
"Alright, already, I was only having some fun, but since you're being a prissy fine, I'll just tell you." Yami walked over to the stunned thief and dragged the other back and pointed to the sign on the door, and beyond the glass into the store itself. "Duel Monsters, and other games, it's a game store. What better place for us to work in?" Bakura's face slowly lit up as he looked at the add.
"For once Pharaoh, you actually came in handy. Let's go hand in those things that Ryou made me type out." Bakura reached for the handle and pulled open the door, dragging Yami with him and heading straight to the register to give in their resumes.
"Take it easy, it's not like we're guaranteed jobs here, Bakura." Yami was trying to calm down Bakura who had suddenly perked up after their resumes had been taken. The white haired yami was all but jumping off building walls; he seemed so energetic all of a sudden.
"Like they're going to get any other resumes that could beat ours." Bakura's tone was confident to the point of being conceited, but Yami let it slip, he too was in a good mood and could not help but laugh at the other.
"You do realize that if we're both hired we'll be working together, right?" Bakura stopped at this and turned to the other his dark eyes unreadable.
"I have no objection to working with you Yami, but if you don't want to work with me I will decline working there. After all you were the one that saw the sign." Bakura's tone was not like it had been only moments before, now the tone was cold and emotionless. "I know you have no real fondness for me, not that I can blame you not many people other than my Light do." Yami stared at the Bakura trying to see through his mask, which proved impenetrable, as Yami could not see anything past the cold expression.
"I didn't say that to tell you I didn't want to work with you, I said it to warn you. You aren't exactly fond of me either, Bakura." Yami's tone was a mirror to that of Bakura's and the two stood looking at each other, assessing.
"Fine, I guess we'll be working with each other if we're both hired then," Bakura replied, his smile returning. "So Yami, what trouble can we get into before it gets too late?" The thief inquired with a slightly manic light in his eyes and a big mischievous smile on his lips, reminding Yami of a little boy ready to get into whatever trouble was at hand.
"Bakura, will you ever grow up?" Yami asked in exasperation, but a smile tugging at his lips to match the one on Bakura's own.
"Now why would I want to do that Yami? Where's the fun in acting all stuffy like that? Everyone needs to loosen up every now and then, besides, I still am technically a teen, since my other half is only sixteen and I was sealed when I was seventeen (1)." Bakura's logic was accurate although confusing. "Come to think of it, you're just a kid too, Pharaoh, you were the same age as I was when you were sealed, right?"
"Yes I was, but I did not really know how to act like a teen when I was. I was raised to follow in my father's footsteps and after he died I was forced to grow up quickly." Yami's tone was grim as he remembered his childhood; which contained no laughter or friendships, like most other childhoods did, instead it contained endless lessons in diplomacy, and other skills needed by a ruler.
"Well, what better time to live out your childhood than now? After all since Yugi's the same age as Ryou, although he is very small for his age, that means you're just another teen too, so loosen up, have fun. This is your second chance at living your life Yami, live it the way you didn't get a chance to in Egypt, no one's goin' to be upset with you." Bakura smiled at the smaller dark his eyes promising new experiences that the dark ruler had never done. "I volunteer to teach you all I know. Now come on." Not waiting for a reply Bakura dragged the other with him and headed to the movie theatre knowing exactly what would loosen up the uptight yami.
"Bakura, where are you taking me?" Yami was worried, seeing that Bakura was the one leading the way he felt his feeling of dread was well placed. "I hope you're not going to make me do something illegal or can get me killed."
"Since when has seeing a movie been illegal or deadly?" Bakura asked smiling wider at the other's expression, "What'd you think I was gonna do, take you to a male strip club?" He laughed when Yami's face turned a deep shade of red. "Don't worry my young student," he said putting an arm around his blushing companion, "That part of your lessons comes in later."
Yami reluctantly followed Bakura and paid for his ticket. A few hours later the two exited laughing, as Bakura argued with Yami on what the best part of the movie was. Surprisingly to Yami, he had fun, something he never thought he'd feel when spending time with the semi-psychotic thief. 'Guess he's not that bad,' he thought looking at the other as he laughed holding his sides. 'He's actually nice once you get to know him.'
"Well it's getting late, better get home before Ryou calls the cops. Later Pharaoh," Bakura waved as he walked away heading the direction of his home.
"That was unexpected, but I wonder what other trouble he'll convince to me join in if we end up working together." Yami wondered out loud before turning and heading for his own home.
to be continued
tiger: okay i don't know why but that chapter seemed weird to me
Seto: Yami and Bakura were getting along need i say more?
tiger: point taken, but don't they kinda make a cute couple? if Bakura wasn't with Ryou, i'd pair him with Yami no problem. but it would be kinda hard figuring out who's dominant in the relationship of course Bakura: if i was ever in a relationship with the pharaoh i'd definitely be dominant, no way in the hell would he ever control me
tiger: dammit now i'm not sure about my pairings, shoot! should i stay with the whole bakura/ryou thing or would a bakura/yami thing work out too? damn now i'm getting headache
Ryou: if you pair my yami with yami, who am i gonna be with? *eyes begin to tear* tiger: yeah i know, decisions decisions. if i pair bakura with yami ryou is left alone, if i pair bakura with ryou yami's all alone.............course there could be an accident at work and one of them could die
Bakura: better not be me tiger or else
tiger: well any suggestions in pairings will be considered, so if you have any idea please don't hesitate to review and tell me
!! please review!!
Warning: Slight AU, a LOT of slash, meaning m/m pairings, some m/f pairings thrown in. Whole lot of OOC.
Chapter Three
Two figures sat on the park bench, neither speaking, or even acknowledging the presence of the other. Yami and Bakura had run into each other, literally, while they were walking in search of employment, unfortunately for both neither had found any suitable employment for a former tomb robber and Pharaoh.
"You know, it's all your fault," said Yami breaking the silence.
"Shut up, Pharaoh, I don't need to hear your annoying voice right now." Bakura was not in a good mood, he had spent the majority of the day searching for a job that he would have enjoyed and found none. Not a single job in the entire city appealed to him, sure he had found some but they were all so boring, plus he couldn't torment people in any of them.
"If you would just give up and admit I'm unbeatable, we wouldn't be in this mess." Yami was just as annoyed as the other dark and was venting. "Now Yugi's going all psychotic on me and keeps on telling me to get a job soon, or else." Yami gave sigh and slumped lower on the bench, "There is not a single interesting job in this city, the best thing I saw was working at a fast food place but I'd rather not serve anyone their food I'm not a servant."
"For once I will agree with you," sighed Bakura following Yami's example and slumping lower in his seat. "I'm a tomb raider, I need a challenge other than trying not to strangle some rude ass who thinks that just because I'm serving them food they can treat me like dirt."
"Yeah, I can imagine you serving people their food." Yami could not help but laugh at the mental image of Bakura wearing a fast food uniform. "Maybe this once we can work together and try to find jobs we can both enjoy and actually be good at." The suggestion was logical but Yami doubted that Bakura would agree to working with him, however, Yami was not aware of how desperate the other yami had become; Ryou hadn't spoken more than a few sentences to his darker half since the whole thing began, Bakura hated to admit it, but he was beginning to miss times he and his light just sat together and talked about their day.
"Okay, I'll help you and you help me," he said to the stunned Pharaoh. "Deal?" He held out his hand to his former rival in a sign of a temporary truce. Yami looked at the other with suspicion but decided he had nothing to loose and reached over and shook the other's hand, and in doing so he found his hand encased in the firm, calloused grip of the former tomb robber.
"We'll work together until this whole thing blows over." Yami was surprised to find his voice wavering slightly, causing the white haired yami to raise a brow in question. Yami quickly let go of the other's hand and stood up.
"I know you probably find this arrangement a burden to yourself, Yami, but we're on the same boat, so to speak and it would be to our advantage to work together." Bakura had no idea why the Pharaoh seemed so tense about the idea of working together when he was always preaching on the power of working together and all that crap. He knew that the other had reason to not trust him but, Bakura had figured Yami to have put all that behind him, apparently he was wrong.
"Yes we are," Yami agreed. "So when do we begin, or rather where?" Bakura stood up as well and the two began walking out of the park.
"I don't know, we should probably find jobs that we are good at," Bakura was at a loss on what he and the other yami could possibly do in this century that they would be good at. After all it wasn't as if people were in need of a thief and a ruler for their businesses.
The two continued to walk down the street in dejected silence, until Yami suddenly stopped and looked at a sign on the door of a store, his face lighting up. This was it; this was the perfect job for him and Bakura.
"What is it Yami?" Bakura inquired as the other's face lit up with a smile.
"I think I just found the perfect job for us, Bakura." Yami could barely contain his delight at his unbelievable luck. "What do the two of us have in common, other than being a yamis?"
"What are you going on about, Pharaoh? Did that hit on the head earlier do more damage than I thought?" Bakura's tone was filled with annoyance as Yami continued to smile at him with mischief.
"Come on Bakura, take a wild guess. It's not that hard to figure out."
"All right I give up, now will you stop with this stupid game of yours?" Yami sighed; apparently Bakura's sense of humour had disappeared.
"Alright, already, I was only having some fun, but since you're being a prissy fine, I'll just tell you." Yami walked over to the stunned thief and dragged the other back and pointed to the sign on the door, and beyond the glass into the store itself. "Duel Monsters, and other games, it's a game store. What better place for us to work in?" Bakura's face slowly lit up as he looked at the add.
"For once Pharaoh, you actually came in handy. Let's go hand in those things that Ryou made me type out." Bakura reached for the handle and pulled open the door, dragging Yami with him and heading straight to the register to give in their resumes.
"Take it easy, it's not like we're guaranteed jobs here, Bakura." Yami was trying to calm down Bakura who had suddenly perked up after their resumes had been taken. The white haired yami was all but jumping off building walls; he seemed so energetic all of a sudden.
"Like they're going to get any other resumes that could beat ours." Bakura's tone was confident to the point of being conceited, but Yami let it slip, he too was in a good mood and could not help but laugh at the other.
"You do realize that if we're both hired we'll be working together, right?" Bakura stopped at this and turned to the other his dark eyes unreadable.
"I have no objection to working with you Yami, but if you don't want to work with me I will decline working there. After all you were the one that saw the sign." Bakura's tone was not like it had been only moments before, now the tone was cold and emotionless. "I know you have no real fondness for me, not that I can blame you not many people other than my Light do." Yami stared at the Bakura trying to see through his mask, which proved impenetrable, as Yami could not see anything past the cold expression.
"I didn't say that to tell you I didn't want to work with you, I said it to warn you. You aren't exactly fond of me either, Bakura." Yami's tone was a mirror to that of Bakura's and the two stood looking at each other, assessing.
"Fine, I guess we'll be working with each other if we're both hired then," Bakura replied, his smile returning. "So Yami, what trouble can we get into before it gets too late?" The thief inquired with a slightly manic light in his eyes and a big mischievous smile on his lips, reminding Yami of a little boy ready to get into whatever trouble was at hand.
"Bakura, will you ever grow up?" Yami asked in exasperation, but a smile tugging at his lips to match the one on Bakura's own.
"Now why would I want to do that Yami? Where's the fun in acting all stuffy like that? Everyone needs to loosen up every now and then, besides, I still am technically a teen, since my other half is only sixteen and I was sealed when I was seventeen (1)." Bakura's logic was accurate although confusing. "Come to think of it, you're just a kid too, Pharaoh, you were the same age as I was when you were sealed, right?"
"Yes I was, but I did not really know how to act like a teen when I was. I was raised to follow in my father's footsteps and after he died I was forced to grow up quickly." Yami's tone was grim as he remembered his childhood; which contained no laughter or friendships, like most other childhoods did, instead it contained endless lessons in diplomacy, and other skills needed by a ruler.
"Well, what better time to live out your childhood than now? After all since Yugi's the same age as Ryou, although he is very small for his age, that means you're just another teen too, so loosen up, have fun. This is your second chance at living your life Yami, live it the way you didn't get a chance to in Egypt, no one's goin' to be upset with you." Bakura smiled at the smaller dark his eyes promising new experiences that the dark ruler had never done. "I volunteer to teach you all I know. Now come on." Not waiting for a reply Bakura dragged the other with him and headed to the movie theatre knowing exactly what would loosen up the uptight yami.
"Bakura, where are you taking me?" Yami was worried, seeing that Bakura was the one leading the way he felt his feeling of dread was well placed. "I hope you're not going to make me do something illegal or can get me killed."
"Since when has seeing a movie been illegal or deadly?" Bakura asked smiling wider at the other's expression, "What'd you think I was gonna do, take you to a male strip club?" He laughed when Yami's face turned a deep shade of red. "Don't worry my young student," he said putting an arm around his blushing companion, "That part of your lessons comes in later."
Yami reluctantly followed Bakura and paid for his ticket. A few hours later the two exited laughing, as Bakura argued with Yami on what the best part of the movie was. Surprisingly to Yami, he had fun, something he never thought he'd feel when spending time with the semi-psychotic thief. 'Guess he's not that bad,' he thought looking at the other as he laughed holding his sides. 'He's actually nice once you get to know him.'
"Well it's getting late, better get home before Ryou calls the cops. Later Pharaoh," Bakura waved as he walked away heading the direction of his home.
"That was unexpected, but I wonder what other trouble he'll convince to me join in if we end up working together." Yami wondered out loud before turning and heading for his own home.
to be continued
tiger: okay i don't know why but that chapter seemed weird to me
Seto: Yami and Bakura were getting along need i say more?
tiger: point taken, but don't they kinda make a cute couple? if Bakura wasn't with Ryou, i'd pair him with Yami no problem. but it would be kinda hard figuring out who's dominant in the relationship of course Bakura: if i was ever in a relationship with the pharaoh i'd definitely be dominant, no way in the hell would he ever control me
tiger: dammit now i'm not sure about my pairings, shoot! should i stay with the whole bakura/ryou thing or would a bakura/yami thing work out too? damn now i'm getting headache
Ryou: if you pair my yami with yami, who am i gonna be with? *eyes begin to tear* tiger: yeah i know, decisions decisions. if i pair bakura with yami ryou is left alone, if i pair bakura with ryou yami's all alone.............course there could be an accident at work and one of them could die
Bakura: better not be me tiger or else
tiger: well any suggestions in pairings will be considered, so if you have any idea please don't hesitate to review and tell me
!! please review!!