Hicky: I started this chapter at ten thirty PM! And I finished at two twenty AM! So it was a lot of work, but I totally love it!..... TRENT!

Trent: Her Writership does not own Yu-Gi-Oh. This is the chapter that would definitely be real if she did.

Hicky: glomps Trent for caller her his Writerdhip ENJOY PEOPLE!

Costume Cards

Dark, Gaia, Curse and Kuriboh stared down Celtic. "OOOOOH, you want to have Halloween????"

"Yeah, it sounds like fun. We can have a party and candy and drinks and all sorts of stuff." Celtic flipped through another magazine. "And we can bob for apples!!! See, it says right here."

"Those magazines got everything!" Gaia commented.

"And when do you plan to have this little party?" Dark asked the elf.

"In about two hours," Celtic said looking up again.

"TWO HOURS?!" Curse practically yelled.

"Yep, two hours. It won't be hard. The spell-casters can do half an hour of decorating based on a couple of these festival magazines that feature Halloween, and they can use magic so it won't take long-" Celtic started explaining the plan he was coming up with right on the spot.

"You give tasks before you have support Celtic," Dark said in a calm, sweet voice, as if speaking to a child.

"You won't help?" Celtic asked, his eyes beginning to tear up.

"I never said that!" Dark said quickly, slightly surprised that the elf was on the verge of tears.

"Good! Then you get the spell-casters together and start decorating. You got one hour, if you need that long that is," Celtic said standing up and quickly assigning tasks. He was also very happy that his 'tear act' had worked. "Gaia, Kuriboh, Curse, you go tell all the monster in Yugi's deck about the party, and that they have to dress up. Take some magazines and give them out in case someone needs an idea. Also, tell them to bring food and drinks." Celtic was practically high on the idea of a Halloween party.

"And what do you plan to do you energetic little elf." That was Curse.

"I'm in charge of candy!"

"OOOOOH! Are you sure that is wise?!" Kuriboh questioned.

"Don't worry, I won't eat it ALL!" Celtic yelled as he ran off toward the mansion. The four remaining monsters looked at each other briefly before heading off to get the party started.

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Celtic was standing in the front foyer, looking at a certain flyer on the bulletin board. It read 'CANDY by C and g'. 'I thought I saw this before.' The foot high letters practically jumped off the paper, anyone would have seen it. 'Well then, I guess I'll be off to get the CANDY!" He scanned the flyer again and found out where their room was. 'Floor twelve... okay... to the elevator!' Celtic turned on his heels and dashed over to the elevator. He arrived a few minutes later on floor twelve and made his way down a hall with graffitied doors on both sides. He eventually came to a door with a large C and G symbol on it. Celtic remembered the names on the flyer and knocked. Within a few moments the door was opened.

"Hello, can we help you?" A younger than Celtic looking Celtic Guardian was standing in the door frame. "Oh, you're a Guardian too, cool."

"I'm Celtic, I need candy."

"A candy order is it?" a voice from somewhere else in the room asked. Then he made his way to the door, "Who wants some?" Celtic was now looking at two younger versions of himself, and they could have been twins. The second was a bit shorter though.

"I need candy," Celtic stated again.

"Hey! I don't know you!" The shorter one said quite happily. "Come in, have a seat."

Celtic was slightly puzzled, but he decided that he'd go in. "Sure."

The taller of the young guardians sighed slightly as he stood aside and allowed Celtic to enter.

"I'm Celtic," Celtic said to the shorter elf.

"I'm Gee, and that's Cee," the shorter elf finally introduced himself and his roommate.

"Nice to meet you Cee, Gee, I need candy." Celtic was very happy that he at least knew their names.

"Yes, you have said that about three times, we get it," Cee said shortly.

Gee elbowed Cee lightly in his arm, and looked at him through slanty eyes, "Don't be rude dude! He's one of us."

Celtic smiled slightly and waved. He opened his mouth again but was stopped before he could speak.

"Say you need candy again and I'll shove it down your throat." That was Cee. Celtic looked shocked.

Gee walked over to Celtic and whispered in his ear, "He just got dumped, he's really usually a very nice guy." Celtic's answer was a simple nod.

"So, what do you need the candy for, and how much, what types?" Gee started asking questions.

"There's TYPES! I thought it was just candy... SWEET!" Celtic was giddy. Cee had slammed the palm of his hand into his forehead.

"This is going to be a long evening..." Cee went and lay down on the bunk bed.

Gee watched Cee walk away, then returned his attention to Celtic. "Yeah, there are a lot of different kinds. Some are Pixie Stix, Sugar Wands, Rock Candy, Pop Rocks, Liquorice Whips, Bubble Gum, Fish Eggs, don't worry, it's just a name, and Floss and Sabers and Lollies... There are a lot more."

Celtic was drooling slightly. "I need some of everything!"

"For the sake of Ra! For what?!" Cee had heard from his bunk and was now sitting up shocked.

"For a Halloween party. You dress up in costumes and have fun and mingle and eat candy and good food and it's really gonna be fun!" Celtic explained his little version of Halloween that he had dreamed up.

"Oh oh, that does sound like fun! If we get all the candy together.... can we come?" Gee asked shyly.

"YEAH!" Celtic squealed with the thought of more monsters at 'his' party. "It would be great fun and Cee can stop being grumpy!"

"That's just what I as thinking..... so how long do we have?"

Celtic thought for a few seconds. "Half an hour."

"Oh Gods!" Cee and Gee said in unison. "Well, it's a good thing we have a huge stash at all times." Gee said with a nervous laugh, since it was Cee that made most of the candy and he hadn't really agreed to the deal yet.

"It's gonna be in the graveyard, by that fountain. The spell-casters are decorating it now..... I gotta go get ready now." Gee nodded and Celtic got up to leave. Gee got up and opened the door for Celtic and said good-bye. Celtic walked back down the hall, into the elevator, got off on the first floor and made his way to his room.

He opened the door and walked in. He was very pleased that he had the whole candy situation figured out, now he just needed a costume.... "....shit...." Celtic started worrying a bit. He had planned the whole party, kind of, and HE of all monsters didn't have a costume. "Everyone will call me a child! Just cause I didn't have everything planned, well I didn't, I came up with it all on the spot...." Celtic began to pace but stopped when he got to his full length mirror. "I'm no child!" he said to himself. He knew no one could hear him. "Just look at yourself Celtic! You are a man and you know it!..... but everyone else thinks I'm young and childish... or a tree..." he dropped his head thinking back to earlier that day with the whole 'warrior with all the trimmings' incident. He raise his head and looked back in the mirror, "That gives me an idea." Celtic went over to his closet and rummaged through it. He recognized very little of its contents but somehow knew it was his. He found some silver streamers. "Hehehehehe, this might work," Celtic chuckled as he stood to look though some boxes on the closet shelves. He found a garland of fake, but very real looking, holly, and a shiny gold star. His eyes glinted with delight. He knew where the last piece of his costume was. He walked over to his dresser and opened on of the doors. From it he pulled a silver speedo that shimmered and glinted in the light. "Ehehehehe," Celtic laughed almost evilly. "Let's see them call me a child while wearing this!" He started stripping out of his armour and in it's place he put on his 'costume'. Finally he attached his sword, and went over to look in the mirror. "Damn Celtic. Now don't know look fine. You truly are a warrior with all the trimmings. He adjusted his garland, that he had placed on his head, and made sure the star was perfect. In a few more minutes the party would be starting, but Celtic wanted to be just a bit late, just so that he'd know everyone would be there.

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Dark had gathered a few other spell-casters and they had gone about decorating the graveyard. Celtic had never told them were the party was to be held, but Dark made a guess and went with it. Half an hour later the place look magnificent. There were balls of light that looked like they were strung together all over the place. They crissed and crossed over each other ten feet in the air. There were different colors of light streamers and energy jack-o-lanterns. A few of the spell-casters had even made an imitation Pumking, just because it seemed to fit. There were tables set up for food, drinks and candy. The fountain was illuminated, as was every head stone in a fifty meter radius. The graveyard looked spooky but beautiful at the same time. Dark and the other spell-casters had done a wonderful job. When Dark was pleased he told everyone to head back to their rooms and get ready. Before he left he put a magic barrier around the whole party area. He would come back earlier and release the spell before anyone got there.

Dark opened the doors, went to the staircase and walked to his room on the third floor. He went and lay down for a moment. He thought about how well the decorating had gone, and how the party might actually turn out pretty good. "..... I still heed a costume!" Dark sat up quickly, then got up just as fast. "What do I wear? What do I wear?!" he asked himself. "I have to have a costume, a good one... hold on...." Dark took his hands away from the sides of his head. "I am a spell-caster... I have any costume I want at the end of my finger tip. Hmmmmm.... but that still leave what to be..." Dark picked up one of the magazines he had taken and went to sit down at his desk. His eyes widened considerably. On the page before him was a gorgeous male human wearing nothing but a speedo, bunny ears, and a fluffy white tail. Dark closed the magazine and looked at the title. "Playboy....?" Dark read out the title. He read something else on the cover. "'Special edition: Let's see those boys babe!'........ Well, this is quite an interesting magazine...." Dark looked at the small pile of other magazines he had taken. They were all over on the bed. Dark sighed, then raised his hand and commanded one of the magazines to come to it. 'National Geographic huh?' Dark thought as he opened it. There was an article of sheep herders in the mountains of Italy. "They have pretty nice cloaks," Dark said to himself. "And the staff's aren't bad either." Dark's eyes continuously darted back to the magazine he had been looking at previously. He finally put down the National Geographic and pick up the Playboy. He flipped through a few pages. Every once in a while there would be another Playboy Bunny Boy. "Hmmmmm...." Dark thought to himself. He then got up, leaving the magazine open, he walked over to a large full length mirror that hung on the wall. Looking into it he snapped his fingers. His purple armour was gone, and instead he was wearing quite a different outfit.

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Celtic decided that it was time to go the party now. He had waited about fifteen minutes after the party was suppose to start. He got up, walked out of his room, and out to the graveyard. He walked to the edge of the lighting without anyone noticing him. He looked around and saw many familiar monsters, but others wore such wonderful costumes you couldn't tell who they were. He saw Curse, who was now painted black, and it didn't look like a very good paint job. Koumori had white splotches on her and a large bell around her neck. Everyone had some kind of costume on, and the turn out was great. There was food and drink on the tables. And a whole one was covered in all sorts of candy. Celtic was very excited and really just wanted to rush over to that candy. But what he really wanted, even more than sweets, was to get back at Gaia, Exodia, and Dark. He spotted Exodia before Dark, but they were together. Exodia had a spiky red and black thing on his head, with yellow stuff that look like lightning. He wore a cape as well. Beside him stood Dark Magician. But Celtic wasn't positive it was him. He was covered in think cloaks and a hood, and in his right hand he held a wooden staff. Celtic stepped into the light of the party and began walking toward them. He heard several whistles as he did this, and a slight blush formed on his cheeks (Hicky: The ones on his face people! lol).

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Exodia and Dark stood by the fountain talking. It wasn't hard to start a conversation, just had to ask what the other monster's costume was. "So Exodia, who are you anyway?" Dark asked the giant.

"I'm Pharaoh Yami of coarse, couldn't you tell?"

"Of coarse I could, I'm sorry, it was a silly question." Dark looked over Exodia and finally did see a slight resemblance.

"It's the hair... or in my case the wig thing. It's made from the card board that those magazines came in. I think it turned out pretty good.... but I still can't figure out what you are suppose to be."

"Well, I had trouble deciding...." Dark started. "Really, I'm wearing two costumes. This one is a sheep shepherd but my other is hidden underneath." Dark didn't really want to discuss his other costume with Exodia. Just then the two of them heard whistling and looked in the direction it came from. They saw Celtic walking over to them, and Dark's mouth just dropped open.

Exodia saw Celtic coming, waved, then noticed Dark, who looked like he was about to fall over or something. Exodia placed his hand on Dark's back so he wouldn't fall and whispered to him. "I'd advise you to close your mouth and regain your composure my magician friend, for our elven comrade approaches quickly."

"hmm, maaa, llaaa, wha?..... I'm okay, I'm okay!" Dark said as he finally returned to normal just as Celtic came up to them.

"Hi!" Celtic said brightly. Trying to hide that he was slightly embarrassed and trying to ignore the many cat calls he was getting, and not just from the girls either. Celtic wasn't quite sure what he thought about that yet.

"Hello, Celtic," Dark said. Dark forced his eyes to stay on Celtic's face.

"So, lots of monsters showed up huh?" Celtic looked down at the ground and twisted the toe of his boot into the dirt. Dark took the opportunity and took in all he could of the young elf standing before him. He grinned happily but forced it into a simple smile as Celtic lifted his head.

"Yeah, a lot of monsters. It really is turning out great..... Heh Celtic, there's Gaia, Kuriboh, Curse, and the others. Why don't you go over and talk to them, and we'll be over in a minute."

"Okay!" Celtic said just as brightly as ever.

Once Celtic was out of ear shot Dark turned and put his hands on the headstone that he had been leaning on before. He felt like he was going to faint. "For the sake of Amun and all the is Egyptian!" he said loudly, while trying to control his breathing.

Exodia looked down at the almost panting mage and chuckled.

"It's not funny," Dark said. "I don't even know what it is....."

"Well, just because you don't know your past doesn't mean I don't." Exodia chuckled again as he walked off to join the group Celtic had gone off to.

Dark leaned against the headstone for a while longer. He took some deep breathes and decided that he'd have a talk with Exodia later, and then a long chat with himself after that. He regained his composure and also went to join the group. Dark hadn't realized that it had taken almost half an hour to calm down and make his way there.

Celtic turned on the headstone he was sitting on, his elven ears hears Dark's footsteps. "Finally, took you long enough." Celtic had a bunch of candy in his lap and he was enjoying all of it. Dark smiled and went to get a drink. He came back and joined in the conversation about costumes. He discovered that Curse was 'dressed' as Koumori, Koumori had said that she was a cow named Betsy. Gaia had made a wise, or maybe no so wise, crack and had almost gotten burned to a crisp.

"And you two?" Celtic asked Gaia and Kuriboh, with his mouth full of candy.

Gaia answered, "well, I'm a basketball and he's the player.... no wait-"

"OOOOOOH, stupid knight! I basketball! You basketball player!!!!"

"Oh, okay," Celtic said. "And you Exodia?.... wait, I see it, you're Yami! That's funny!" Everyone laughed a while. "And how about you Dark Magician?"

"Right now I'm a sheep shepherd."

"And later?" Celtic asked in a kind of tone that to Dark sounded just a little bit sexy.

"Ummmm, later, I'm not sure... I might not change...." Dark really had to try not to fall over. He felt sort of weak in the knees.

"You should sit down Dark," Celtic said, this time sounding concerned. Dark did so. The monsters talked for a long time, and at some point Dark had made a lovely fire in the center of the large circle they were sitting in. But as the night wore on Celtic thought that his costume had one major flaw. He was extremely cold and he could no longer hold back the shivers that crept over his skin.

"Why did you wear that anyway Celtic? You look like you're freezing." Gaia had noticed Celtic's slight tremors and had also been wondering about the costume all night.

"Well, I am freezing, but I wanted to show you, show you all that I was no child, show you I truly was a guardian with ALL the trimmings." Everyone was looking at him now. Dark had gone to get a drink or food and was on his way back when he heard.

"No one thinks you a child my elf friend," Exodia's booming voice slightly slurred the words, because of the many drinks he had downed.

"Dark does......." Celtic spoke so quietly no one heard him, except the monster that was right behind him.

Dark had removed his heavy cloaks and draped them around Celtic's shivering body. His face was right by Celtic's right ear and as he crossed the corners of the cloak over the elf he whispered, "I don't think you a child." Then Dark drew away and sat back down. He didn't notice at first, the many wide eyed monsters staring at him. Celtic too looked and his eyes grew even larger than the others. There sat Dark Magician in a red speedo, bunny ears, and a fluffy white tail. His purple hair tumbled down his slender back.

"THAT'S your other costume?!" Celtic asked stunned. His mouth didn't close after he had asked his question.

"Yep," Dark said simply. He got up, and demonstrated a few moves that he had picked up from a certain magazine before asking, "What do you all think?" There was a soft thud and all eyes turned to see Celtic on the ground. Exodia burst out laughing. Everyone else ran over to Celtic. Dark looked at Exodia briefly, just long enough to send him a mental message, 'we must speak.'

Hicky: Review please, no flames.

Trent: Celtic fell over AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Hicky: Shud'up Trent! Oh, all you readers. Just wanted you to know that no yaoi couples get together until the finals at Duellist Kingdom. Sorry, but I have those chapters writen already and I have to get them to that point, and have they still not be together. But I got plenty of stuff in store.

Trent: The infatuations have begun MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Hicky: You had sugar didn't you Trent?

Trent: Huge Smile..........................

Hicky: And for all those who want to see Celtic and Dark in their costumes just tell me your e-mail and I'll send the pics. (-) CHIBBI CHEEKS!