Random Kitsune Goddess formerly known as 'Kitsune Baka' is back! This is
the next chapter of 'I Got Hit By a Car.'
Pairings of this Chapter are:
Duke/Yugi
Yami/Tristan
Disclaimer: Take a wild guess...
Chapter Nine Fancy Meeting YOU Here
Yugi POV
I miss Yami. But surely Yami will be jealous of Duke! Mwuhahahaha! And you all thought I was soooooooooooo innocent. But ha! I am able to be bad. I mean check out the leather.
"Got enough?" I hear Marik yell. He throws a tomato.
"When did Domino become a set?" asks Duke.
"Oh, but it isn't." I pretend. I grab his hand. Of course, I have to jump to reach it but nevertheless we are holding hands.
"Uh... yeah," Duke sighs. "Um, shouldn't this be a Ryou/Bakura fic?"
"Well, it is," Random Kitsune Goddess explains, "but we couldn't help but yaoi it up a bit? Ne?"
"Yaoi it up a bit?" everyone suddenly appears to ask.
"Point taken," sighs the goddess, eye twitching.
"Uh.... Yeah.... So what do you wanna do?" asks Duke, sweat dropping.
I spot from nowhere Yami and Tristan heading into a conveniently placed restaurant.
"There," I said pointing.
How could Tristan! DIE YOU BRAINDEAD MONKEY!
Duke POV
Hey, there's Yami and Tristan. Are they, like, together? I'm gonna have to kill Yami.
"Yugi?" I asked.
I finally have figured that Yugi just wants to use me to get back at Tristan, uh... Yami.
"Yes, Dukey?"
Dukey? Gag! Maybe I should wait till we're inside. Then, I can explode. And Tristan will be able to comfort me! And then he could walk me home... and let's keep this PG-13 now.
"It can wait!" he answers dreamily.
Tristan POV
"Yami, remind me again why we're a couple?"
"I said so!" Random Kitsune Goddess says, sweeping down on a light aquamarine cloud. "Now get ready for your big scene/cliffhanger!"
"Uh, okey," we answer.
We conveniently look up to see a conveniently placed Red Lobster, looking rather conveniently wedged between a tattoo parlor and a liquor store (who's idea was that?), and we were conveniently right on the convenient looking doorstep and conveniently were right in front of guess who? Three guesses the first two aren't necessary.
Imagine that, it's Yugi and Duke. A very sexy Duke if I do say so myself. Yes, I'm gay. The hair's a dead giveaway.
Yami POV
At the rate I'm going, by the end of the fic, I'll have been with every once. Except Tea. But no one's cruel enough to actually pair up Tea and me. Right?
I look at the store. The sign is so hard to read. I can't read English well yet. The first letter is 'R'. That makes the growl noise. RRRRRRRRRRRR.
The second letter is 'e'. Like in cat! Ra... Hey it's Ra! Oh, wait, there's another letter.
"Yami?" Tristan asks.
"D! Like in died! I died!" I shout.
"I don't like sea food." He informs me.
I look at the sign again. R A D. There's no c.
"Relax, it's only Rad food!" I tell him.
He looks at me funny. Maybe he skipped his medication.
"Let's go in; Duke and Yugi are waiting for their big entrance."
"Um... maybe we should just skip the Rad food and break up. If they're so close..."
"Good idea. Cut out the metaphorical middle man!" Tristan says.
Ra hates me, don't he? What the afterlife is Meteorical? And there are no men in the middle of us.
"Stop trying to think Yami!" Tristan says.
"Right. So... uh... let's see. Um... how about a slip of your name? Call you Yugi or something?"
"Nah, too cliché," Duke says.
"I rather like it." Yugi announces.
"Okay, let's try that. Walk slowly from a hundred yards away." Tristan says. "That should give us enough time."
"I dunno," I say. "I'm more of a long drawn out break up person. When I broke up with..."
Yugi and Duke weren't that far away.
"Um... why don't you just hide behind hydrant or something." Tristan suggests.
*~*~*~&~*~*~*~*
Back with Bakura and Ryou...
Seto POV
It's been what? An hour and a half since they left. I check the clock for precision. After all, I am the, emphasis on the, Seto Kaiba. CEO of the multi-billion company. Hold your applause, please.
Ryou and Bakura are still in the kitchen. Making out. On the floor. Sad, isn't it?
Neither the pup nor I have anything to do, well I did have stuff to do, like run a company, wonder where my brother is, look in the mirror tell myself just how cool I am, and other stuff.
Joey is fiddling around with the stereo, trying to find a good station. All he can find is sports and junk. You think even HE could turn it to FM. But noooooooooo!
"And today, the Red Sox lost. *Who saw that coming?" asked the sarcastic announcer.
"Hey, what if I switched it to FM?" Joey asked.
I could have smacked myself but I rock. Duh. And smacking myself would ruin my reputation... forever.
I take out my PomPilot. Conveniently, I have one. I look up what I should be doing right now.
"Three thirty P.M. Seto Kaiba should be at a meeting with the staff of Industrial Illusions really trying to figure out the way to make trench coats even cooler than the ones he already wears." Says the voice in the computer.
"Wow," Joey says. He then flips a switch and a very... 'toxic'... song comes on.
Joey smirks in a predatory way and looms over me and tugs away my PomPilot.
I'd pout but... I rock. Duh.
TO BE CONTINUED...
RKG: Oh, yeah. Had fun on that chapter. I bet you can't guess the song.
Seto: Gee, I wonder.
Marik: Hey, I'm the only one special enough to be in the author's notes.
Seto: But... I rock. Duh.
Marik: Gosh, I couldn't tell.... I rock more than you do.
Seto: But I'm the good guy who's not so nice.
RKG: Uh... I know. Review and we'll give out the I Rock Most. Duh. Award. Next Time on Yu-Gi-Oh!
YRKG: What drugs are you on? And why aren't you sharing?
Pairings of this Chapter are:
Duke/Yugi
Yami/Tristan
Disclaimer: Take a wild guess...
Chapter Nine Fancy Meeting YOU Here
Yugi POV
I miss Yami. But surely Yami will be jealous of Duke! Mwuhahahaha! And you all thought I was soooooooooooo innocent. But ha! I am able to be bad. I mean check out the leather.
"Got enough?" I hear Marik yell. He throws a tomato.
"When did Domino become a set?" asks Duke.
"Oh, but it isn't." I pretend. I grab his hand. Of course, I have to jump to reach it but nevertheless we are holding hands.
"Uh... yeah," Duke sighs. "Um, shouldn't this be a Ryou/Bakura fic?"
"Well, it is," Random Kitsune Goddess explains, "but we couldn't help but yaoi it up a bit? Ne?"
"Yaoi it up a bit?" everyone suddenly appears to ask.
"Point taken," sighs the goddess, eye twitching.
"Uh.... Yeah.... So what do you wanna do?" asks Duke, sweat dropping.
I spot from nowhere Yami and Tristan heading into a conveniently placed restaurant.
"There," I said pointing.
How could Tristan! DIE YOU BRAINDEAD MONKEY!
Duke POV
Hey, there's Yami and Tristan. Are they, like, together? I'm gonna have to kill Yami.
"Yugi?" I asked.
I finally have figured that Yugi just wants to use me to get back at Tristan, uh... Yami.
"Yes, Dukey?"
Dukey? Gag! Maybe I should wait till we're inside. Then, I can explode. And Tristan will be able to comfort me! And then he could walk me home... and let's keep this PG-13 now.
"It can wait!" he answers dreamily.
Tristan POV
"Yami, remind me again why we're a couple?"
"I said so!" Random Kitsune Goddess says, sweeping down on a light aquamarine cloud. "Now get ready for your big scene/cliffhanger!"
"Uh, okey," we answer.
We conveniently look up to see a conveniently placed Red Lobster, looking rather conveniently wedged between a tattoo parlor and a liquor store (who's idea was that?), and we were conveniently right on the convenient looking doorstep and conveniently were right in front of guess who? Three guesses the first two aren't necessary.
Imagine that, it's Yugi and Duke. A very sexy Duke if I do say so myself. Yes, I'm gay. The hair's a dead giveaway.
Yami POV
At the rate I'm going, by the end of the fic, I'll have been with every once. Except Tea. But no one's cruel enough to actually pair up Tea and me. Right?
I look at the store. The sign is so hard to read. I can't read English well yet. The first letter is 'R'. That makes the growl noise. RRRRRRRRRRRR.
The second letter is 'e'. Like in cat! Ra... Hey it's Ra! Oh, wait, there's another letter.
"Yami?" Tristan asks.
"D! Like in died! I died!" I shout.
"I don't like sea food." He informs me.
I look at the sign again. R A D. There's no c.
"Relax, it's only Rad food!" I tell him.
He looks at me funny. Maybe he skipped his medication.
"Let's go in; Duke and Yugi are waiting for their big entrance."
"Um... maybe we should just skip the Rad food and break up. If they're so close..."
"Good idea. Cut out the metaphorical middle man!" Tristan says.
Ra hates me, don't he? What the afterlife is Meteorical? And there are no men in the middle of us.
"Stop trying to think Yami!" Tristan says.
"Right. So... uh... let's see. Um... how about a slip of your name? Call you Yugi or something?"
"Nah, too cliché," Duke says.
"I rather like it." Yugi announces.
"Okay, let's try that. Walk slowly from a hundred yards away." Tristan says. "That should give us enough time."
"I dunno," I say. "I'm more of a long drawn out break up person. When I broke up with..."
Yugi and Duke weren't that far away.
"Um... why don't you just hide behind hydrant or something." Tristan suggests.
*~*~*~&~*~*~*~*
Back with Bakura and Ryou...
Seto POV
It's been what? An hour and a half since they left. I check the clock for precision. After all, I am the, emphasis on the, Seto Kaiba. CEO of the multi-billion company. Hold your applause, please.
Ryou and Bakura are still in the kitchen. Making out. On the floor. Sad, isn't it?
Neither the pup nor I have anything to do, well I did have stuff to do, like run a company, wonder where my brother is, look in the mirror tell myself just how cool I am, and other stuff.
Joey is fiddling around with the stereo, trying to find a good station. All he can find is sports and junk. You think even HE could turn it to FM. But noooooooooo!
"And today, the Red Sox lost. *Who saw that coming?" asked the sarcastic announcer.
"Hey, what if I switched it to FM?" Joey asked.
I could have smacked myself but I rock. Duh. And smacking myself would ruin my reputation... forever.
I take out my PomPilot. Conveniently, I have one. I look up what I should be doing right now.
"Three thirty P.M. Seto Kaiba should be at a meeting with the staff of Industrial Illusions really trying to figure out the way to make trench coats even cooler than the ones he already wears." Says the voice in the computer.
"Wow," Joey says. He then flips a switch and a very... 'toxic'... song comes on.
Joey smirks in a predatory way and looms over me and tugs away my PomPilot.
I'd pout but... I rock. Duh.
TO BE CONTINUED...
RKG: Oh, yeah. Had fun on that chapter. I bet you can't guess the song.
Seto: Gee, I wonder.
Marik: Hey, I'm the only one special enough to be in the author's notes.
Seto: But... I rock. Duh.
Marik: Gosh, I couldn't tell.... I rock more than you do.
Seto: But I'm the good guy who's not so nice.
RKG: Uh... I know. Review and we'll give out the I Rock Most. Duh. Award. Next Time on Yu-Gi-Oh!
YRKG: What drugs are you on? And why aren't you sharing?