Of in the Distance

Leebub: Laughed as she ran

Yams: screaming something odd

Suddenly Leebub found herself surround by OCs!!!! All of which came from Yam's fic!

Leebub: AHHHHHHH!

She was trapped. Hands grabbed her arms and legs. She could not escape from the many original characters!

Hicky: Hiya, I'm happy!

Trent: Been warned, this chapter is somewhat odd.

Hicky: A HA!

Trent: Hicky doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, so don't sue.

Hicky: OH!!! Thank you very much Leebub!!! I could not write the Joey/Rex duel without you. For your trouble, a copy of Dark's sketch book.

Dummy Duels and Dark's Drools

In the real world duels were going on everywhere. With Yami's help, Yugi was winning all his duels and getting closer and closer to his ten star chip goal. But now it was Joey's turn to up his status. Thinking he'd be re-challenged by Mai, he was shocked to find that she had hired an attack dog, or should I say, attack dino.

Joeystarted off the duel with his Baby Dragon, in hopes of using it in combination with his Time Wizard.

Rex put his King Rex on the field, and in no time squashed Joey's Baby Dragon.

Joey, after recovering from the shock of having his plan fail, played Leogun and sent him to attack.

Rex now took the opportunity to explain to Joey that on certain fields, certain monsters get power bonuses, namely his. King Rex's power bonus gave him the attack strength he needed to destroy Joey's pretty little kitty.

Joey played his Axe Raider, now understanding slightly how power bonuses work, he was rewarded. Axe Raider charged toward Rex's dino, and soon it had disappeared from the field.

Rex laughed maniacal laugh that only he could pull off, then played Sword Arm of Dragon. In one swing of it's tail Joey was left monsterless.

Joey played Time Wizard face down as a magic card {Hicky: I know it doesn't make sense} and Rock Ogre in defence mode in a futile attempt to save his remanding Life Points.

Rex played Megazowler and sent the triceratops-like dinosaur to attack. Joey's Rock Ogre crumbles into oblivion.

Joey finally found a strategy that worked when he played Flame Swordsman, and a second when he found how well Swamp and Lava Battle Guard worked together. Together they destroyed one of Rex's strongest creatures, Serpent Night Dragon.

Rex dashed Joey's hopes of having destroyed his strongest by playing his ultimate monster, Red Eyes Black Dragon, who is said to, but is not even close to, rivalling the Blue Eyes. After enjoying in Joey's shock and hopeless face Rex upped the ante and put his Red Eyes on the table along with the star chips, if Joey were to pony up his Time Wizard for the same cause.

Joey now remembered, because of what Rex said, his Time Wizard, and decided that it was the card which he would play. He flipped his card over and shouted the attack's name. Time Wizard's Time Roulette spun and spun around his staff. Rex watch half hopeful and half hopeless. By the time the arrow stopped Joey was ecstatic and Rex was stunned.

Rex looked down at a now fossilized form of his once great dragon. With a small shred of hope left Rex called an attack, only to watch his dragon's head fall off its next and turn to dust on the ground. Joey had won the duel, and quickly reminded Rex what he had won besides to chips.

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After Yugi and Yami had beat down that creep of a clown it was time for the cards to get some well deserved down time for themselves.

Dark had quickly popped back to his room and to his sketch book. He had gotten more than a few interesting ideas and he wanted to get them down on paper before he forgot them. All were of course of that cute little Celtic. The first of Dark's sketches was quick and he wasn't very proud of it. He hadn't really cared for the pose to begin with but still he had drawn it. Celtic was stretched out on his stomach with his left leg crossed over his right. His arms rested below his neck and his head was turned to the left so that part of his face could be seen. Dark had made use of a sheet to cover Celtic up, still thinking that it would be inappropriate to draw him fully nude.

Dark flipped the page and started a second drawing, hoping that this one would turn out better than the last. This time Celtic was stretched out on his right side, and was drawn to face, well, whoever was looking. He was grinning and holding his head up with his right arm, while the left gripped the side of the bed. His legs looked good, no they looked great. His left was down, in front of his right, and was bent in a way that just made the rest of the picture look better. Again Dark used a sheet. "I'm getting better at sheets," Dark said aloud, "... but I don't like sheets." Dark looked at the first four pictures he had drawn. He looked through them and criticized his skill. They were fine, but they did not do justice to the gorgeous creature that he was attempting to capture in the pages. As his mind drifted over the images and the thoughts something happened.

Dark saw Celtic in his mind; it was not odd to see him, but there was something odd about the way he saw him. It wasn't the same as usual. There was a misty kind of substance on the edges of the image, as if it were a dream, but Dark knew he was awake. Celtic was humming something to himself as he got undressed. Dark's eyes bulged slightly, and it was then that he realized that they were closed. Dark continued to focus on what Celtic was doing. It was like a wonderful dream to watch Celtic doing what he was doing. He took off his heavy breast plate like it was nothing and tossed it to the ground, only to cringe slightly at the sound it made. Dark chuckled a bit. He continued to watch as Celtic removed that thing around his waist. "What the heck is that called? Who cares, focus on the good stuff..." Next to go was that oh so tight, brown, spandex-like top that accentuated every one of his muscles, but without it they looked just as good, if not better. Dark noticed an odd line on the right of Celtic's lower back which extended down to be hidden by his pants. "Take it off! Take it off!" Dark pleaded not caring how bloody wrong this was. Dark was quickly rewarded as Celtic removed his pants and whatever else he had on, if he had anything else on, in one fell swoop. Dark's eyes immediately went to the scar he had seen the beginnings of. It went about half way down Celtic's well toned cheek and then off to the north west... it looked like a check mark. "Yeah, I'd give him a check too!" All of Dark's lusty thoughts over the elf in his mind blocked the spell Dark had been unconsciously using and all that was left was his own thoughts. Dark opened his eyes, which went quickly to his sketch book. He snatched it up and started drawing frantically.

This time Dark was not going to draw any stupid sheet, no wrap, no nothing. He was going to draw Celtic for who he was, with nothing to hide. "Well, almost nothing..." Dark chuckled again. He still thought that drawing that part of Celtic's anatomy would be just too disrespectful. He drew Celtic standing like he had been in the spell-image but a bit different. "Yeah, okay, so you wouldn't actually be turning your head and waving at me totally naked but a monster can dream can't he?" Dark questioned his picture. It turned out pretty good, better than his others had. "Oh, I could just grab that ass!" Dark was getting a little to carried away with his drawings. But there was one last idea he had to get down. Dark's last picture turned out to be his favorite thus far. It was a side view which he thought would was turned out awful but it didn't. Celtic faced west with his head tilted down. His right leg was up and bent, while his left rested on the ground. His chest and the rest of his torso were well toned and really brought out the strength of the warrior. By the time Dark had drawn his fourth picture of the day, and had watched as Celtic undressed a certain part of him was aching for some attention, and it was time for Dark to deal with it.

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Celtic went back to his room for a well deserved shower. He tossed his helmet on his bed and started toward the bathroom. Next off was his breastplate, followed by that what-cha-ma-call-it around his waist, that brown top and his pants. Suddenly Celtic felt a strange feeling wash over him, as if someone was watching him, and he quickly popped into the bathroom. Once inside the "eyes" that had been watching him seemed to disappear. "That was a little creepy.... but it didn't feel threatening..." Celtic wondered to himself as he turned on the water, not very hot, he like it just warm.

after the shower

Celtic felt great after his shower, totally refreshed. He stepped over all his clothes on the floor while drying off one of his ears with his towel. When he got to his cupboards he pulled out a few things that just didn't seem comfy enough. Most of the pants he found were shiny, or tight, or skimpy, or two of the above, or on a few occasions... all of the above. The shirts were similar, but a few were just simple shirts with a profanity or two on them. 'I was a very interesting monster......' Celtic thought as he continued his search for something to wear.... I repeat, still naked! He finally came across a drawer of clothes that looked extremely comfortable and also looked okay to wear out of his room. He chose a pair of faded jeans with a rip in the left knee, and a white muscle shirt. He grabbed a hair elastic, put his hair in a pony-tail, but left a little hanging freely on the right, and grabbed his sword on his way out.

Celtic walked outside and found himself heading for the stables. There he found Gaia ranting at raving at none other than his purple steed, Twilight.

"What the hell do you mean by that?!" Gaia yelled angrily at his horse.

"I mean what I mean. Calm down master," his horse replied.

"Hey!" Celtic called as he waved, "what's up?"

"Oh nothing!" Gaia said, both sarcastically and angrily. "It's just my god damn queer horse!"

"You're what now?" Celtic asked once he finally made it to were Gaia stood. Twilight was in his stall, by the door, while the two warriors stood in the isle.

"He's a bit perplexed over the fact that I mentioned that he looked rather good today," the horse explained to Celtic.

"You're horse talks?"

"Well, duh Celtic.... oh, and not only does he talk, he puts the moves on ya!" Gaia was now stomping around with his arms going every which way to try and make his point bigger. "Oh and Twilight!" He said, stopping and facing his mount, "you did not 'mention that I looked rather good'" he mocked. "You said, 'why master, neigh, you look very sexy today'!" he continued to pace and stomp.

Twilight tossed his head. "Actually, I whinnied, not neighed, and sexy, rather good, same thing really."

"Creepy queer homo horse!" Gaia shouted.

"GAIA!" Celtic said rather angered by Gaia's display. "Leave the guy alone will ya! Jeeze, he's entitled to his opinion, and you know..." Celtic gave Gaia the once over glance, "... he's kinda right." Celtic finished with a wink, just to add to his statement.

Gaia stopped dead as soon as Celtic had yelled, but then soon started backing away, "Oh no! It's a plague I say! I plague! Horses and now monster are all gay! All of them. Gay, gay, gay! Homo, gay, queer!" Gaia tripped over something and fell on his ass. He looked up at Celtic who now looked rather upset. "Celtic, dude. I'm kidding, well, I mean, everyone does seem to be gay but I don't mind." Gaia got back up.

Celtic now seemed to have recovered.

"Just don't hit on me," Gaia warned the elf.

"Hit on you?" The elf questioned as if it was to absolute last thought in his mind.

"Well, you were just, with the, and the," Gaia winked to finished what he hadn't said in his sentence.

"That was not hitting on you.... actually, I'd rather hit on your horse, but I only go for the two legged type," Celtic said turning to face Twilight.

Twilight tossed his head and whinnied a the attention, he obviously didn't get often. "Thanks," he said, then went to start at Gaia. "See master? I can get a guy before you!"

"I don't want a guy!!! Were you not listening?!?!?" Gaia shouted at his steed.

"Fine a girl, happy?" The horse turned back to Celtic who was both cuter and more.... everything than his master.

"And plus horse," Gaia added before leaving, "he said he didn't go for the four legged variety."

"Minor detail..." Twilight said, not turning away from Celtic.

"Minor detail my ass! I'd like to see you walking on your back legs! Ha, then fall right in your ass!" Gaia laughed as he walked away, picturing what he had just said.

"Wanna ride?" Twilight asked Celtic, who was slightly taken back.

"I've never ridden..." Celtic said a bit shyly, considering the horse had been a little forward.

"You don't know if you've ever ridden, and don't worry..." Twilight reached his head over the door and unlatched it with his mouth. He pushed it open and walked out proudly. "...I'll be gentle, hop on." Twilight bent down a bit to help out the elf.

"What do I hold onto?" Celtic asked looking around. Twilight did not wear a saddle or a bridle.

"Grab a fistful of mane and hold on tight!" Twilight went from halt to canter almost immediately, causing his rider to tighten the grip his legs had on Twilights sides. The steed did not mind.

"Wahoo!" Celtic yelled once he finally got used to the rhythm of the pace.

Twilight ran faster, coming into a gallop. He tossed his head in the trill of the ride. He neighed loudly and continued straight.

Again Celtic went to shout from the fun, this time taking one hand out of Twilight's mane and circling it above his head like a cowboy. This wasn't the best idea as he almost came off. He flung himself forward and wrapped his arms around Twilight's neck.

"Keep holding on," Twilight said as he made a sharp turn and started back in the direction of Yugi's mansion and stables.

"Woo-ooo-ow," Celtic thought he was going to slide right off but he just held tighter with ever limb that would. Celtic straighten up and decided that holding on would be his neck task until they got home.

Twilight slowed as he approached the stable, he slowed from a gallop to a canter then a trot. He could feel Celtic bouncing on his back. He knew he had a lofty gait, but he decided to make it just a bit loftier... for Celtic's sake.

Celtic slid off when Twilight stopped. "That was fun," the elf said smiling.

"I thought you'd enjoy," he said tossing his head.

Celtic blushed slightly... "I'm gonna go now k..."

"Hope to see you again," The horse said, rather seductively.

"Ehe." Celtic turned and started to go when... he felt a soft nip at his backside. He blushed a deeper shade and walked away.

Hicky: I'M SORRY OKAY!!!!! But why not?

Trent: It wasn't that bad Hicky.

Hicky: glares t wasn't bad at all.... It's just odd. But there is a point to these oddities.

Trent: Review please.

Dark: has to claw his way out of his thoughts Celtic pictures are titled, Under sheets 1, Under sheets 2, Saying Hi, and Side View. Ehhhehehehe. They available by request!