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Author- *sigh* Am I the only one who has trouble thinking of a title for the chapter?
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Bakura, Yami, and I had split up to look around after lunchtime. I quickly discovered that lunch was my best subject, even if I didn't eat anything. I tell you, that Joey and his friend Tristen must have stomachs like steel or something! I wasn't going to touch that 'food' if you'd call it that, unless I was paid for it. Like on that one show I saw last night, were those poor people had to eat food like slugs and cockroaches faster then the others before getting some money? I made me realize that modern day humans were so stupid. Joey and Tristen sure would be good at that game though.
I ran into a wall. Something I did quite often when I was thinking too hard, and rubbed my nose hard succeeding in getting many strange looks. I had been getting a lot of those ever sense I came to school. I couldn't understand why everyone wasn't happy with the way I looked! I took the clothes straight out of Caitlin's closet! I would have taken her uniform, but sadly, there wasn't one. I guess she was going to get one later or something.
Suddenly, I felt a pressure in my abdomen that I hadn't felt in years. I had to take a wiz, and fast. Because I wasn't stupid enough to eat that 'food' which I was sure poisoned or something, (You would too if you saw BAKURA spit it out. I mean that guy eats everything!) I filled up on milk instead. It took a lot of milks to fill me up, so you couldn't blame me. Where did somebody go to the bathroom in this place? It was way too big to search, so I had to ask someone.
"Excuse me, miss?" I called, running over to the first girl my age I saw. She turned around quickly so as to make her brown hair whip across her face and looked at me. Apparently, judging by the look she gave me, she couldn't decide whether I was a girl or a boy at first glance. Although I didn't realize it at the time, my outfit not only didn't match at all, but was VERY feminine. I was wearing a tight pink shirt that said, 'Princess' in large purple letters, and flared green pants with a blue 'C' sewn onto the back pocket. She finally just took me for a very gay idividual and answered with a voice that said clearly, she wasn't exactly comfortable with it.
"Uh...yeah?"
I cracked my knuckles so I'd have something else to concentrate on, "Yes, where might I need to go to find a place to do my business in?"
"...You mean the bathroom?"
"Yeah that, were is it?"
Without taking her eyes off me, she pointed down the hall and said nothing. I smiled and nodded to say I was thankful, but also didn't speak because of the awkwardness of the situation. It wasn't THAT hard of a question. I sprinted down the hall and turned to the left and indeed saw two doors.
Wait, two?
Shoot. Why me!? WHY ME!? Luckily, I saw Yugi's Yami came up behind me. He was wearing that usual look of 'too-cool-for-you' and didn't even smile when he noticed me waving my arms wildly at him to get his attention and aid. Yami knew everything, being the Pharaoh and all, he HAD to know how to slove my problem. He coolly looked from one door to the other, and then at me tapping my foot rapidly trying to hold back natures call.
"What's wrong?" He asked, still not smiling.
"I need to go to the bathroom!" I squeaked, now bouncing up and down doing the potty dance.
"Cami, don't you think you're a little old to need someone to help you?" He teased.
Teasing was not something Yami was known for, so if I wasn't so focused on...wetting myself, I would have been amazed.
I bit my lip and tried my best to stop moving, "I-don't-know-which-door!" I stammered.
At this, he looked again at the doors, this time more closely; "And you can't decide which one is the bathroom?"
"No." I answered in a little bit of a whinny tone, "They're both the bathrooms, Caitlin remembers them, but- I don't know which one is for girls and which for boys!"
"Simple solution, just wait and see which comes out of both doors, then you'll know."
It seemed reasonable enough, so I waited with him for about two minutes. That, was the single hardest thing I had to do in my entire life, but yet, I managed. First, a girl who seemed to be in a hurry burst through the one with more symbols on the door, and then a boy from the door with less symbols emerged. [1]
"There you have it." Yugi's Yami said, obviously very pleased with himself, "That one is for girls and the other is for boys."
Although this information was helpful, it only made me grasp that fact that, well, I wasn't either. Yami didn't get this at first and had a puzzled expression when he noticed my eyes wide with horror. He sighed and leaned up against the wall.
"What is the problem now, scribe?"
"I- I'm not- I'm not really..."
"We don't have all day you know. We've still got class to go to."
"Well, I'm supposed to be taking the place of Caitlin for a while and, Caitlin isn't a boy."
He didn't see where I was going with this and arched an eyebrow, "I am fully aware of that."
"But I'M a boy."
He nodded slowly to signal he needed more information then that. I sighed and tried to tell him the whole thing from the beginning again. Gosh, being a mortal human is frustrating work!
"I'm supposed to be posing as Caitlin, and CAITLIN would go into the girls room, but I'm not exactly the same as Caitlin. I, Cami the scribe, am a male, and darn proud of it as well, thank you very much."
He blinked, "Well...I can't help you there."
And without so much as a warning, he turned around and started walking in the other direction with a- "Good luck to you anyway though!"
"Thanks for not much Yami!" I yelled at him, turning and attempting my first trip into the bathrooms of doom.
"Why do they have to separate humans, we were happy in the old days to pee in ONE place." I muttered to myself, taking a few steps forward, praying that everything would be fine.
Fat chance, but I can still hope can't I?
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I trudged into the classroom ten minutes later and sat down next to the Pharaoh. I drummed my fingers on the desk and bounced up and down in my seat, looking nervously at the clock on the wall. Yami leaned over to me.
"I thought you were going to the bathroom."
"I - can't!" I said, "They wouldn't let me in! I tried going into the boys but they thought I was a girl, and they thought I was a boy in the girls bathroom and they kicked me out!"
Yami opened his mouth to say something wise and wonderful that would make everything feel better, but he never got the words out. The teacher then strolled into the classroom and lay his briefcase onto his desk with such a loud booming noise that everyone jumped. Both Yami and I snapped back into 'innocent little angel' position and was shockingly able to hold myself still as his gaze lingered to where Yami and I were sitting. There was an empty desk next to me, that with a little bit of observation, I found out that Bakura wasn't here. I expected the teacher to be cross, I didn't expect him to start screaming at us.
"WHERE IS MR. BAKURA! DO YOU KNOW MISS CAITLIN? OR YOU MR. MOTOU?"
My eyes must have practically bulged out of my sockets as I slowly sank down into my chair. Yami looked disturbed, but he stood strong like a real Pharaoh would. Geez, he annoyed me with his perfectness sometimes. Spit flew from Mr. Teacher's mouth as he screamed at us, looking very deranged. Waited for his mouth to foam up and reveal that he was indeed, rouge. But thank Ra, that didn't happen. Just as I was about to be forced to speak to the 'teacher', Bakura strode in.
He did it so casually that you would think he came early or something. Although, he had a black eye and a swollen lip that told me...absolutely nothing. He sat down at his seat next to me and started to look at the papers that were placed at his desk beforehand.
"MR. BAKRUA!" The teacher yelled.
Bakura looked up from his papers, only his eyes moving and his head still tilted downward. You would have thought that he was very interested in the paper was just reading before the teacher had interrupted him, although I had a feeling it was all for show, seeing as he couldn't really read.
"Yes Sensei?" He said in his best Ryou impersonation.
"YOU ARE LATE!" He bellowed.
"Hai Sensei, I ran into a little...trouble on the way sir." He said innocently.
Which meant he was either causing trouble or getting into a fight. Judging by the black eye, he was in a fight. And also judging by his fair mood, Bakura had won. The teacher paid no attention to this, and slammed his hands on the desk in front of Bakura.
"NO ONE COMES IN LATE FOR THIS CLASS MR. BAKURA!" He yelled.
Bakura remained unfazed, and slightly bored if you will, although I saw a flash of anger behind his large Ryouish eyes that were still, amazingly, looking up innocently at the teacher. Bakura was a really good actor to be able to pull off the effect of being innocent, while having a swollen lip and black eye.
"I WANT YOU TO-"
"Sir." Bakura interrupted, getting dangerously close to an OOC Ryou glare, "I do think that I have been punished enough."
Yeah right...
"DON'T YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME-"
Bakura was on his feet now, and doing his award-winning glare, "I will talk back if I feel I am being unfairly judged, sir. Not only do I have a good excuse, but also has the class even started yet? I do believe I got here in time to participate in the class, did I not?"
I wish I had a bag of popcorn or something. Bakura was still standing strong with his Ryou accent and innocent talk, yet he was arguing like that Bakura we all know and love...sort of. The teacher was simply beside himself.
"MR BAKURA SIT DOWN AND BE QUIET OR I'LL-"
Once again, Bakura interrupted him, "Don't even start to make empty threats with me, because let me tell you SIR, what goes around comes around."
There, now he was acting like Bakura again.
"YOU ARE GOING DOWN THE RIGHT ROAD FOR A DETENTION MR. BAKURA!"
I could have sworn I saw Bakura's millenium item light up for a split second, but it sputtered and turned off right away before anyone could notice it. Apparently, Bakura's item wasn't working properly. And being the kind hearted person I was, I decided to take it upon myself and save his skin. I took out a notebook paper and did my best to make a paper airplane, in the end it turned out looking more like a ball, and threw it at the teachers head.
The whole room seemed to stop. Bakura and the teacher both slowly turned their heads and looked straight at me. I pretended to become suddenly very interested in the ceiling, but it didn't help much. Every kid in the room was staring straight at me in disbelief and throwing my cover. Just to confirm what was happening, the teacher turned to the class full of witnesses.
"WHO THREW THAT PAPER!" He roared.
Everyone instantly pointed at me. Big bunch of tattle tails, even the Pharaoh pointed at me! Geez! I looked to my right, then to my left, desperately trying to find someone to blame in my place. I saw no one that looked suspicious enough, so I guiltily smiled at the teacher and shrugged innocently. That dang teacher marched right up to me and threw that paper back at my head. The nerve of him!
"Now that was uncalled for!" I scolded him, forgetting that I was powerless against a moral teacher.
Gods that sounds pathetic.
"MISS CAITLIN!" He said in his usual yelling voice. I was sitting right there for gods sake, not across the room, "YOU DON'T HAVE ENOUGH ATHORITY TO THROW PAPER AT-"
I almost felt bad that I had to interrupt him, after all the times he had been interrupted so far. And I couldn't help rubbing my ears at the sound of all this yelling. What the heck was wrong with the teacher anyway? "Sir, I REALLY have to go to the bathroom so do you think that-"
"YOU NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM?" He said.
I ignored his...tone with me and continued with my perfect excuse. "Yes, PLEASE sir there was a...huge line and if you'll just excuse me for a few minutes."
"MISS CAITLIN YOU SHOULD HAVE TAKEN YOUR BATHROOM BREAK BEFORE CLASS!"
"But I couldn't sensei, the line was too long and I needed to get to class before it started or else I would have gotten into trouble like Mr. Bakura there."
He stopped, pondering the conundrum for a moment, then he let out a defeated sigh and handed me a hall pass, saying nothing the entire time. I couldn't believe my luck! That must be a one in a zillion chance! The first smart thing I had done today, and I was very proud of myself. As soon as I left, I herd the booming voice of Mr. Teacher person telling everyone to 'TURN TO PAGE 113!' Bakura and Yami gave me a sour look when I beamed at them, and I almost skipped over to the restroom area before remembering...
I still didn't know which bathroom to go into.
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"OUT OF MY WAY!" I shouted, shoving Bakura and Yami to the side and running to the bathroom.
I hadn't been able to go all day. Class after class I had to hold it in and oh what a relief it was to finally be able to let it all out. Yami, Bakura, and I had all decided to walk home together so we could all 'discuss' the school day. I was positive that I was going to get scolded by Bakura for not letting him show the teacher who was boss, but it was worth the get out of class free card. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw them all sitting on the pink sofa's and looking at the pink furniture and pink walls with blank expressions. I looked around, wondering why my new mom and sister hadn't come out to yell at me for bringing guests over and spotted a pink paper with pink writing all neatly scribbled on it. These people have to have some mental issues to be this obsessed with pink. I picked it up and tried to read it.
"I think my family is gone, they left a note of some sort." I said, looking it over and pretending that I understood a single word that was written on it.
"Good." Bakura said, raising to his feet, "Then we'll be staying here for the time being."
"What!?" I exclaimed, "I don't recall saying anything along the lines of 'you can stay here'!"
"It will be easier if we all stay together. We can help one another out with new situations and we are less likely to do something foolish." Yami said, also getting up and taking his born leadership role. "And it will be easier to do that without adults around."
"It's not like your Grampa cares!" I said, desperately trying to defend my privacy and my home from a competitive and always clashing Pharaoh and Tomb Robber. "He already knows all about us!"
"Yes, but he already knows all about Bakura too, and because of that first impression Yugi's Grampa got with him, I don't think the probability of getting a yes there would be high. Not to mention that he is leaving early in the morning the next day and he's never going to leave an empty house to us."
"Figures. The one day we need a place to stay your Grampa isn't even there to help!" I said, then pointing at Bakura I yelled, "And you!"
He looked up lazily at me.
"You could let us stay at your house Mr.! Your father isn't ever there anyway so it wouldn't matter! Why aren't we staying there anyway!"
"Simple, scribe, we aren't staying at my host's house because we will be staying at your house."
"Yes but-"
"We are staying at your house scribe, and that is final."
"Besides," Yami said, "You said you had a note. Maybe Caitlin's guardian explained how to take care of the house and such and we'll better know what to do."
"No, you don't understand." I said hurriedly, "I can't even read the letter! It's of no use to us!"
"Well, one of us was going to have to learn how to read this language anyway, so we can better accomplish school and know what we're doing. Might as well start now." Yami said, "Any volunteers?"
Silence.
"I volunteer the scribe." Bakura said, not even looking up from his inspection of the wall.
"What!" I squeaked, "I won't be able to learn how to read any faster then any of you would!"
"As much as I hate to agree with Bakura, I have to say he's got a point."
Suddenly, I realized something. The Pharaoh NEVER sides with Bakura! No way he'd side with him over something like this, unless...
"You just want me to do your dirty work!" I said, shocked.
"Very good, scribe, now be a good boy and go learn how to read for us." Bakura said, a little smirk starting to show on his face.
He thinks he's so clever...
"B-b-but-"
"Run along now." Yami said, also smirking.
AAHH! They're siding with each other against me! Must...not cave in...to their...every whim! NO! Must tell them that they can take a hike! Must tell them that you aren't doing it! Say-
"Ok..." I answered, sadly and obediently. Why oh why must I always he so obedient and easy to take advantage of? As soon as I went into the hallway, I noticed there was only two little bedrooms and one master bedroom. I don't know why I did it, because it was a stupid thing to bring up, but I leaned my head out of the hallway and yelled to the others.
"There's only one master bedroom here." I shouted. "Who gets it?
They both stopped what they were doing and looked at me. Then I realized what I did. I could have stolen the room before anyone else, but now I had to fight them for it. Well, it was too late, and now, I was going to win that bedroom. I was going to tell Yami that-
"I get the master bedroom."
Bakura and I were in amazement that someone could even attempt to be that arrogant in front of a big revenge king (me) and a murderous tomb robber. He beat me to calling the room! How dare he! Yami seemed to be annoyingly unfazed at our awe and started to take his leave.
"And how is it YOU get the master bedroom?" Bakura hissed.
"Yeah! How come you get the big room! It's MY HOUSE!" I exclaimed.
"Simple." Yami said, "I am your pharaoh. Your superior. Therefore, I get the better room then you."
I had to hold Bakura back from killing Yami right then and there for saying he was his superior, but I wasn't doing a very good job of it. Bakura gave me the king of all glares when he realized it was me keeping him from a clean kill and clawed at my hands around his arm. To make matters worse for me, Yami just smirked and walked casually on his way to the master bedroom, showing that he wasn't at all intimidated by this show of...anger. That REALLY pissed Bakura off. He started going after Yami so hard before I knew it I was holding onto his legs and being dragged across the floor in his attempts to get Yami for what he said. By the time he got up to the doorway Yami was standing in, the stupid pharaoh closed and locked the door in Bakura's face. In his face! Ra help me...
You can only imagine how angry Bakura was, at the Pharaoh mostly, but I came in close second for keeping his from what he wanted. Twice! Suddenly, my stroke of genius for getting out of class was not such a good idea anymore.
Bakura kicked hard on the door and cursed in Egyptian many, many times.
"You!" He said, looking back at me with fire eyes and clenched fists.
I looked around me for a way to run, but there was none. Bakura grabbed me by the shoulders and yanked me close enough to really freak me out.
"You were a fool to do that scribe. And to make up for what I lost, I'll have to do what I meant to do to the Pharaoh to you."
"Now now, there's no reason to get violent." I said in a voice that was much higher then I meant it to be.
"Oh I think there is."
"What do they always say? Don't get mad get even? Well, they should revise that. Don't get mad at him, and don't get even with him either because he really didn't mean anything bad and please don't kill him!"
"What fun is that?" Bakura said threateningly to me, slightly amused at my fear for my life.
Although I was still frightened, I could tell that he no longer wanted to kill me and was loosening his grip on my now purple shoulders. There was were little red marks where his nails dug into my skin, and I quickly and unpleasantly found out why Ryou was so tense around his Yami all the time. I let a breath of relief come out and took a step backwards just in case he decided to kill me again.
"I'm sorry Bakura but I had to keep you from blowing our cover, and I know for a fact Ryou wouldn't murder Yugi."
Bakura's eyes narrowed a little, but I could tell he knew I was right. He sighed and gave me a last sour look before retreating into his pink bedroom. Powder pink. If I wasn't fearing for my life at the moment, I would have to use that as a blackmail prop. Quickly realizing that I needed to regain my feeble leader role, seeing as it was still my house, (and I don't care what anybody says about it) and I needed to say something that would tell Bakura that I was still boss.
"And remember to have lights out by ten 'o clock!" I shouted after him, using the first thought off the top of my head.
"Don't even go there scribe."
"Ok..."
Oh well. Maybe things will be better tomorrow.
Oh yea, school's tomorrow. How could that possibly be better?
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Author- There we go. I'm having a little more trouble with the Yami chapters then I'm having for the rest so please have patience when I have to write them! I'm trying to take into all consideration of how the Yami's would react to a situation, and I'm trying to mind the rules I have set down for them. -.-;; Oh boy...my brilliant plan has already backfired.
[1] Because I thought it would be more comical, the symbols on the doors to the bathroom read 'Girls' and 'Boys' instead of just having a little sick figure person with a dress or without a dress on. Sorry if I caused confusion!
Again, if you have any good ideas that you'd like to see the Yami's have to tackle, let me know because I could always use more ideas! I'm running out of good ones. ;_;
Ah well, that's just me. SUNC! (See you next chapter!)
Author- *sigh* Am I the only one who has trouble thinking of a title for the chapter?
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Bakura, Yami, and I had split up to look around after lunchtime. I quickly discovered that lunch was my best subject, even if I didn't eat anything. I tell you, that Joey and his friend Tristen must have stomachs like steel or something! I wasn't going to touch that 'food' if you'd call it that, unless I was paid for it. Like on that one show I saw last night, were those poor people had to eat food like slugs and cockroaches faster then the others before getting some money? I made me realize that modern day humans were so stupid. Joey and Tristen sure would be good at that game though.
I ran into a wall. Something I did quite often when I was thinking too hard, and rubbed my nose hard succeeding in getting many strange looks. I had been getting a lot of those ever sense I came to school. I couldn't understand why everyone wasn't happy with the way I looked! I took the clothes straight out of Caitlin's closet! I would have taken her uniform, but sadly, there wasn't one. I guess she was going to get one later or something.
Suddenly, I felt a pressure in my abdomen that I hadn't felt in years. I had to take a wiz, and fast. Because I wasn't stupid enough to eat that 'food' which I was sure poisoned or something, (You would too if you saw BAKURA spit it out. I mean that guy eats everything!) I filled up on milk instead. It took a lot of milks to fill me up, so you couldn't blame me. Where did somebody go to the bathroom in this place? It was way too big to search, so I had to ask someone.
"Excuse me, miss?" I called, running over to the first girl my age I saw. She turned around quickly so as to make her brown hair whip across her face and looked at me. Apparently, judging by the look she gave me, she couldn't decide whether I was a girl or a boy at first glance. Although I didn't realize it at the time, my outfit not only didn't match at all, but was VERY feminine. I was wearing a tight pink shirt that said, 'Princess' in large purple letters, and flared green pants with a blue 'C' sewn onto the back pocket. She finally just took me for a very gay idividual and answered with a voice that said clearly, she wasn't exactly comfortable with it.
"Uh...yeah?"
I cracked my knuckles so I'd have something else to concentrate on, "Yes, where might I need to go to find a place to do my business in?"
"...You mean the bathroom?"
"Yeah that, were is it?"
Without taking her eyes off me, she pointed down the hall and said nothing. I smiled and nodded to say I was thankful, but also didn't speak because of the awkwardness of the situation. It wasn't THAT hard of a question. I sprinted down the hall and turned to the left and indeed saw two doors.
Wait, two?
Shoot. Why me!? WHY ME!? Luckily, I saw Yugi's Yami came up behind me. He was wearing that usual look of 'too-cool-for-you' and didn't even smile when he noticed me waving my arms wildly at him to get his attention and aid. Yami knew everything, being the Pharaoh and all, he HAD to know how to slove my problem. He coolly looked from one door to the other, and then at me tapping my foot rapidly trying to hold back natures call.
"What's wrong?" He asked, still not smiling.
"I need to go to the bathroom!" I squeaked, now bouncing up and down doing the potty dance.
"Cami, don't you think you're a little old to need someone to help you?" He teased.
Teasing was not something Yami was known for, so if I wasn't so focused on...wetting myself, I would have been amazed.
I bit my lip and tried my best to stop moving, "I-don't-know-which-door!" I stammered.
At this, he looked again at the doors, this time more closely; "And you can't decide which one is the bathroom?"
"No." I answered in a little bit of a whinny tone, "They're both the bathrooms, Caitlin remembers them, but- I don't know which one is for girls and which for boys!"
"Simple solution, just wait and see which comes out of both doors, then you'll know."
It seemed reasonable enough, so I waited with him for about two minutes. That, was the single hardest thing I had to do in my entire life, but yet, I managed. First, a girl who seemed to be in a hurry burst through the one with more symbols on the door, and then a boy from the door with less symbols emerged. [1]
"There you have it." Yugi's Yami said, obviously very pleased with himself, "That one is for girls and the other is for boys."
Although this information was helpful, it only made me grasp that fact that, well, I wasn't either. Yami didn't get this at first and had a puzzled expression when he noticed my eyes wide with horror. He sighed and leaned up against the wall.
"What is the problem now, scribe?"
"I- I'm not- I'm not really..."
"We don't have all day you know. We've still got class to go to."
"Well, I'm supposed to be taking the place of Caitlin for a while and, Caitlin isn't a boy."
He didn't see where I was going with this and arched an eyebrow, "I am fully aware of that."
"But I'M a boy."
He nodded slowly to signal he needed more information then that. I sighed and tried to tell him the whole thing from the beginning again. Gosh, being a mortal human is frustrating work!
"I'm supposed to be posing as Caitlin, and CAITLIN would go into the girls room, but I'm not exactly the same as Caitlin. I, Cami the scribe, am a male, and darn proud of it as well, thank you very much."
He blinked, "Well...I can't help you there."
And without so much as a warning, he turned around and started walking in the other direction with a- "Good luck to you anyway though!"
"Thanks for not much Yami!" I yelled at him, turning and attempting my first trip into the bathrooms of doom.
"Why do they have to separate humans, we were happy in the old days to pee in ONE place." I muttered to myself, taking a few steps forward, praying that everything would be fine.
Fat chance, but I can still hope can't I?
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I trudged into the classroom ten minutes later and sat down next to the Pharaoh. I drummed my fingers on the desk and bounced up and down in my seat, looking nervously at the clock on the wall. Yami leaned over to me.
"I thought you were going to the bathroom."
"I - can't!" I said, "They wouldn't let me in! I tried going into the boys but they thought I was a girl, and they thought I was a boy in the girls bathroom and they kicked me out!"
Yami opened his mouth to say something wise and wonderful that would make everything feel better, but he never got the words out. The teacher then strolled into the classroom and lay his briefcase onto his desk with such a loud booming noise that everyone jumped. Both Yami and I snapped back into 'innocent little angel' position and was shockingly able to hold myself still as his gaze lingered to where Yami and I were sitting. There was an empty desk next to me, that with a little bit of observation, I found out that Bakura wasn't here. I expected the teacher to be cross, I didn't expect him to start screaming at us.
"WHERE IS MR. BAKURA! DO YOU KNOW MISS CAITLIN? OR YOU MR. MOTOU?"
My eyes must have practically bulged out of my sockets as I slowly sank down into my chair. Yami looked disturbed, but he stood strong like a real Pharaoh would. Geez, he annoyed me with his perfectness sometimes. Spit flew from Mr. Teacher's mouth as he screamed at us, looking very deranged. Waited for his mouth to foam up and reveal that he was indeed, rouge. But thank Ra, that didn't happen. Just as I was about to be forced to speak to the 'teacher', Bakura strode in.
He did it so casually that you would think he came early or something. Although, he had a black eye and a swollen lip that told me...absolutely nothing. He sat down at his seat next to me and started to look at the papers that were placed at his desk beforehand.
"MR. BAKRUA!" The teacher yelled.
Bakura looked up from his papers, only his eyes moving and his head still tilted downward. You would have thought that he was very interested in the paper was just reading before the teacher had interrupted him, although I had a feeling it was all for show, seeing as he couldn't really read.
"Yes Sensei?" He said in his best Ryou impersonation.
"YOU ARE LATE!" He bellowed.
"Hai Sensei, I ran into a little...trouble on the way sir." He said innocently.
Which meant he was either causing trouble or getting into a fight. Judging by the black eye, he was in a fight. And also judging by his fair mood, Bakura had won. The teacher paid no attention to this, and slammed his hands on the desk in front of Bakura.
"NO ONE COMES IN LATE FOR THIS CLASS MR. BAKURA!" He yelled.
Bakura remained unfazed, and slightly bored if you will, although I saw a flash of anger behind his large Ryouish eyes that were still, amazingly, looking up innocently at the teacher. Bakura was a really good actor to be able to pull off the effect of being innocent, while having a swollen lip and black eye.
"I WANT YOU TO-"
"Sir." Bakura interrupted, getting dangerously close to an OOC Ryou glare, "I do think that I have been punished enough."
Yeah right...
"DON'T YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME-"
Bakura was on his feet now, and doing his award-winning glare, "I will talk back if I feel I am being unfairly judged, sir. Not only do I have a good excuse, but also has the class even started yet? I do believe I got here in time to participate in the class, did I not?"
I wish I had a bag of popcorn or something. Bakura was still standing strong with his Ryou accent and innocent talk, yet he was arguing like that Bakura we all know and love...sort of. The teacher was simply beside himself.
"MR BAKURA SIT DOWN AND BE QUIET OR I'LL-"
Once again, Bakura interrupted him, "Don't even start to make empty threats with me, because let me tell you SIR, what goes around comes around."
There, now he was acting like Bakura again.
"YOU ARE GOING DOWN THE RIGHT ROAD FOR A DETENTION MR. BAKURA!"
I could have sworn I saw Bakura's millenium item light up for a split second, but it sputtered and turned off right away before anyone could notice it. Apparently, Bakura's item wasn't working properly. And being the kind hearted person I was, I decided to take it upon myself and save his skin. I took out a notebook paper and did my best to make a paper airplane, in the end it turned out looking more like a ball, and threw it at the teachers head.
The whole room seemed to stop. Bakura and the teacher both slowly turned their heads and looked straight at me. I pretended to become suddenly very interested in the ceiling, but it didn't help much. Every kid in the room was staring straight at me in disbelief and throwing my cover. Just to confirm what was happening, the teacher turned to the class full of witnesses.
"WHO THREW THAT PAPER!" He roared.
Everyone instantly pointed at me. Big bunch of tattle tails, even the Pharaoh pointed at me! Geez! I looked to my right, then to my left, desperately trying to find someone to blame in my place. I saw no one that looked suspicious enough, so I guiltily smiled at the teacher and shrugged innocently. That dang teacher marched right up to me and threw that paper back at my head. The nerve of him!
"Now that was uncalled for!" I scolded him, forgetting that I was powerless against a moral teacher.
Gods that sounds pathetic.
"MISS CAITLIN!" He said in his usual yelling voice. I was sitting right there for gods sake, not across the room, "YOU DON'T HAVE ENOUGH ATHORITY TO THROW PAPER AT-"
I almost felt bad that I had to interrupt him, after all the times he had been interrupted so far. And I couldn't help rubbing my ears at the sound of all this yelling. What the heck was wrong with the teacher anyway? "Sir, I REALLY have to go to the bathroom so do you think that-"
"YOU NEED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM?" He said.
I ignored his...tone with me and continued with my perfect excuse. "Yes, PLEASE sir there was a...huge line and if you'll just excuse me for a few minutes."
"MISS CAITLIN YOU SHOULD HAVE TAKEN YOUR BATHROOM BREAK BEFORE CLASS!"
"But I couldn't sensei, the line was too long and I needed to get to class before it started or else I would have gotten into trouble like Mr. Bakura there."
He stopped, pondering the conundrum for a moment, then he let out a defeated sigh and handed me a hall pass, saying nothing the entire time. I couldn't believe my luck! That must be a one in a zillion chance! The first smart thing I had done today, and I was very proud of myself. As soon as I left, I herd the booming voice of Mr. Teacher person telling everyone to 'TURN TO PAGE 113!' Bakura and Yami gave me a sour look when I beamed at them, and I almost skipped over to the restroom area before remembering...
I still didn't know which bathroom to go into.
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"OUT OF MY WAY!" I shouted, shoving Bakura and Yami to the side and running to the bathroom.
I hadn't been able to go all day. Class after class I had to hold it in and oh what a relief it was to finally be able to let it all out. Yami, Bakura, and I had all decided to walk home together so we could all 'discuss' the school day. I was positive that I was going to get scolded by Bakura for not letting him show the teacher who was boss, but it was worth the get out of class free card. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw them all sitting on the pink sofa's and looking at the pink furniture and pink walls with blank expressions. I looked around, wondering why my new mom and sister hadn't come out to yell at me for bringing guests over and spotted a pink paper with pink writing all neatly scribbled on it. These people have to have some mental issues to be this obsessed with pink. I picked it up and tried to read it.
"I think my family is gone, they left a note of some sort." I said, looking it over and pretending that I understood a single word that was written on it.
"Good." Bakura said, raising to his feet, "Then we'll be staying here for the time being."
"What!?" I exclaimed, "I don't recall saying anything along the lines of 'you can stay here'!"
"It will be easier if we all stay together. We can help one another out with new situations and we are less likely to do something foolish." Yami said, also getting up and taking his born leadership role. "And it will be easier to do that without adults around."
"It's not like your Grampa cares!" I said, desperately trying to defend my privacy and my home from a competitive and always clashing Pharaoh and Tomb Robber. "He already knows all about us!"
"Yes, but he already knows all about Bakura too, and because of that first impression Yugi's Grampa got with him, I don't think the probability of getting a yes there would be high. Not to mention that he is leaving early in the morning the next day and he's never going to leave an empty house to us."
"Figures. The one day we need a place to stay your Grampa isn't even there to help!" I said, then pointing at Bakura I yelled, "And you!"
He looked up lazily at me.
"You could let us stay at your house Mr.! Your father isn't ever there anyway so it wouldn't matter! Why aren't we staying there anyway!"
"Simple, scribe, we aren't staying at my host's house because we will be staying at your house."
"Yes but-"
"We are staying at your house scribe, and that is final."
"Besides," Yami said, "You said you had a note. Maybe Caitlin's guardian explained how to take care of the house and such and we'll better know what to do."
"No, you don't understand." I said hurriedly, "I can't even read the letter! It's of no use to us!"
"Well, one of us was going to have to learn how to read this language anyway, so we can better accomplish school and know what we're doing. Might as well start now." Yami said, "Any volunteers?"
Silence.
"I volunteer the scribe." Bakura said, not even looking up from his inspection of the wall.
"What!" I squeaked, "I won't be able to learn how to read any faster then any of you would!"
"As much as I hate to agree with Bakura, I have to say he's got a point."
Suddenly, I realized something. The Pharaoh NEVER sides with Bakura! No way he'd side with him over something like this, unless...
"You just want me to do your dirty work!" I said, shocked.
"Very good, scribe, now be a good boy and go learn how to read for us." Bakura said, a little smirk starting to show on his face.
He thinks he's so clever...
"B-b-but-"
"Run along now." Yami said, also smirking.
AAHH! They're siding with each other against me! Must...not cave in...to their...every whim! NO! Must tell them that they can take a hike! Must tell them that you aren't doing it! Say-
"Ok..." I answered, sadly and obediently. Why oh why must I always he so obedient and easy to take advantage of? As soon as I went into the hallway, I noticed there was only two little bedrooms and one master bedroom. I don't know why I did it, because it was a stupid thing to bring up, but I leaned my head out of the hallway and yelled to the others.
"There's only one master bedroom here." I shouted. "Who gets it?
They both stopped what they were doing and looked at me. Then I realized what I did. I could have stolen the room before anyone else, but now I had to fight them for it. Well, it was too late, and now, I was going to win that bedroom. I was going to tell Yami that-
"I get the master bedroom."
Bakura and I were in amazement that someone could even attempt to be that arrogant in front of a big revenge king (me) and a murderous tomb robber. He beat me to calling the room! How dare he! Yami seemed to be annoyingly unfazed at our awe and started to take his leave.
"And how is it YOU get the master bedroom?" Bakura hissed.
"Yeah! How come you get the big room! It's MY HOUSE!" I exclaimed.
"Simple." Yami said, "I am your pharaoh. Your superior. Therefore, I get the better room then you."
I had to hold Bakura back from killing Yami right then and there for saying he was his superior, but I wasn't doing a very good job of it. Bakura gave me the king of all glares when he realized it was me keeping him from a clean kill and clawed at my hands around his arm. To make matters worse for me, Yami just smirked and walked casually on his way to the master bedroom, showing that he wasn't at all intimidated by this show of...anger. That REALLY pissed Bakura off. He started going after Yami so hard before I knew it I was holding onto his legs and being dragged across the floor in his attempts to get Yami for what he said. By the time he got up to the doorway Yami was standing in, the stupid pharaoh closed and locked the door in Bakura's face. In his face! Ra help me...
You can only imagine how angry Bakura was, at the Pharaoh mostly, but I came in close second for keeping his from what he wanted. Twice! Suddenly, my stroke of genius for getting out of class was not such a good idea anymore.
Bakura kicked hard on the door and cursed in Egyptian many, many times.
"You!" He said, looking back at me with fire eyes and clenched fists.
I looked around me for a way to run, but there was none. Bakura grabbed me by the shoulders and yanked me close enough to really freak me out.
"You were a fool to do that scribe. And to make up for what I lost, I'll have to do what I meant to do to the Pharaoh to you."
"Now now, there's no reason to get violent." I said in a voice that was much higher then I meant it to be.
"Oh I think there is."
"What do they always say? Don't get mad get even? Well, they should revise that. Don't get mad at him, and don't get even with him either because he really didn't mean anything bad and please don't kill him!"
"What fun is that?" Bakura said threateningly to me, slightly amused at my fear for my life.
Although I was still frightened, I could tell that he no longer wanted to kill me and was loosening his grip on my now purple shoulders. There was were little red marks where his nails dug into my skin, and I quickly and unpleasantly found out why Ryou was so tense around his Yami all the time. I let a breath of relief come out and took a step backwards just in case he decided to kill me again.
"I'm sorry Bakura but I had to keep you from blowing our cover, and I know for a fact Ryou wouldn't murder Yugi."
Bakura's eyes narrowed a little, but I could tell he knew I was right. He sighed and gave me a last sour look before retreating into his pink bedroom. Powder pink. If I wasn't fearing for my life at the moment, I would have to use that as a blackmail prop. Quickly realizing that I needed to regain my feeble leader role, seeing as it was still my house, (and I don't care what anybody says about it) and I needed to say something that would tell Bakura that I was still boss.
"And remember to have lights out by ten 'o clock!" I shouted after him, using the first thought off the top of my head.
"Don't even go there scribe."
"Ok..."
Oh well. Maybe things will be better tomorrow.
Oh yea, school's tomorrow. How could that possibly be better?
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Author- There we go. I'm having a little more trouble with the Yami chapters then I'm having for the rest so please have patience when I have to write them! I'm trying to take into all consideration of how the Yami's would react to a situation, and I'm trying to mind the rules I have set down for them. -.-;; Oh boy...my brilliant plan has already backfired.
[1] Because I thought it would be more comical, the symbols on the doors to the bathroom read 'Girls' and 'Boys' instead of just having a little sick figure person with a dress or without a dress on. Sorry if I caused confusion!
Again, if you have any good ideas that you'd like to see the Yami's have to tackle, let me know because I could always use more ideas! I'm running out of good ones. ;_;
Ah well, that's just me. SUNC! (See you next chapter!)