RKG: The long-awaited last chapter of 'I Got Hit By a Car.'
YKG: NOTE: THIS IS THE END. WE HAVE DECIDED NOT TO WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTER SORRY FOR THE CONFUSION.
Warnings: All the usual, yaoi, schizophrenia, insanity, very slight mentions of drug use in a joking manner NOT SERIOUS, and a convenient Red Lobster.
Disclaimer: FANFICTION.net
I Got Hit By a Car
Chapter Ten (Final Chapter) Why I hate Britney Spears
Seto POV
Joey leaned over me and was leaning for my lips while sitting on my lap. Now, had this been the proper setting I might enjoy it. But. . .
"I hate Britney Spears," I said.
"That's all you have to say? It's not fair! How come everyone else gets a bishie on a silver platter and I'm practically doing a lap dance! Why is life so cruel?"
"It's not as cruel as I'll be if you don't shut off the stupid song." I ordered.
"This song always makes me think of you."
"Metaphors later. Turn off the rad— " I started.
"Good Ra! Not Britney Spears!" came Bakura's voice in the kitchen. He rushed in, no shirt and his pants looking ruffled, dashed over to the stereo and put it on a different song. "Ah, Kenny G!"
"You listen to Kenny G?" Joey and I asked together.
"If that leaves this house, you are both dead. And I'll expose what you did." Bakura threatened ominously.
"We. . . haven't done anything yet." Joey stated.
"Pervert," I muttered.
"That can't be proven." Bakura smiled, twistedly.
"Bakura, get your good-for-nothing butt in here before I drag it in here!" Ryou yelled.
"Have fun on bottom!" Joey remarked.
The tomb robber flipped him off.
Joey POV
"You wish," I replied to his finger.
"Maybe I do wish," he said, seductively placing a finger under Joey's chin.
"Unless you're perverted thoughts include me," Seto said, "stop thinking them."
"Oh, you're all for a threesome, then?" I said.
Now, I would mind if he was with someone else; however, if it was someone else and me, I'd like that. A little bit of strawberries, chocolate, cream, Seto and a little ima—um, was I doing something?
"As a matter of fact, I do have a sense of adventure," Seto replied.
Suddenly, Bakura yelped. And Ryou was standing behind him, with a creepy, out-of-place sort of smirk.
"That's my $$!" Bakura cried.
"And it should have been in the kitchen with me." Ryou said, giving a cute pout.
And with that, they begin making out as if the world was coming to an end.
Tristan POV
As Yami stormed off pretending to be upset (not doing a very good job as he was happily licking ice cream and skipping), Yugi ran past. I waited for Du—um. . . someone to come and comfort me. (The script says I don't know, and I am very shocked when Duke appears.)
"Uh, Duke? You missed your cue," I called to where he was hidden in a bush.
"It's got my hair! My precious hair! I'm—I'm hyperventilating!" Duke gasped.
I quickly ran to the bush and saved his precious hair. I pulled him to his feet as the background went pastel pinks and yellows with blue bubbles and yellow stars. We gazed into each other's eyes . . . .
"My hero!" Duke said, feigning a girly voice (he pulled it off well, too!)
"Any time," I whispered.
Our lips were inches when . . . .
"Hey, what is the backdrop doing here?" came Serenity's voice.
"Here, I'll carry you around it," came Mokuba's voice. Suddenly, Mokuba rounded the backdrop with Serenity in his arms bridal style.
Duke POV
Not fair! Not fair! Not fair! I seized Tristan by the ears and kissed him.
"Oh, my gosh," Serenity faked surprise. "The two adolescents blatantly attacking each other on a quest for my heart and all it's endowments have become enamored with one another. Hey, who wrote this? I mean, I'm in Mokuba's arms and I feel bad?"
I flipped her off.
"That's what Mokuba's for," Serenity replied.
"I am?" Mokuba cried. "I'm too young!"
"Um. . . yeah," Serenity replied.
"Do You mind?" the authoress appears in pajama pants with cats on them and a tee shirt with three spiders and the word: Eek! "This backdrop has been borrowed at an hourly rate of . . . I don't know; I'm stealing the money from Seto anyways. But come on, let's let Duke and Tristan have a little fun."
"Sorry," the couple says and walks away.
The authoress just disappears.
"Where were we?" Tristan asks.
"Here," I said, and our lips locked once more.
Yami POV
For the second break up in a row, I felt like skipping and eating ice cream. So, I stopped by a convenient Hagen-Daaz (spelling?). Though, not half as convenient as the Red Lobster.
I took a second to check my script.
Script
Yami: [Begins to sob hysterically] Why did I ever leave Yugi?
Yugi: I'd like to know that myself . . .[Crying as well]
Yami: [Stops momentarily] I am so sorry. It's my fault; can you ever forgive me?
Yugi: Of course, I love you. I could never let you go.
[Kiss Passionately.]
Unscripted . . .
"What is the authoress on?" I ask.
"Yami, this is our romantic scene and you think about drugs?" Yugi cries out.
"Look at this," I show Yugi the script.
"Pot, marijuana, both," Yugi suggests.
"Since we know what's coming, shall we just kiss?" I offer.
"Yes." Yugi said.
And then. . . we kissed. And then heard. . . "Wherever we go," from a voice tha sounded suspiciously like Serenity.
THE END.
IMPORTANT NOTE: This chapter is the last. The end. Finished. Adieu, to my second completed fic.
YKG: NOTE: THIS IS THE END. WE HAVE DECIDED NOT TO WRITE ANOTHER CHAPTER SORRY FOR THE CONFUSION.
Warnings: All the usual, yaoi, schizophrenia, insanity, very slight mentions of drug use in a joking manner NOT SERIOUS, and a convenient Red Lobster.
Disclaimer: FANFICTION.net
I Got Hit By a Car
Chapter Ten (Final Chapter) Why I hate Britney Spears
Seto POV
Joey leaned over me and was leaning for my lips while sitting on my lap. Now, had this been the proper setting I might enjoy it. But. . .
"I hate Britney Spears," I said.
"That's all you have to say? It's not fair! How come everyone else gets a bishie on a silver platter and I'm practically doing a lap dance! Why is life so cruel?"
"It's not as cruel as I'll be if you don't shut off the stupid song." I ordered.
"This song always makes me think of you."
"Metaphors later. Turn off the rad— " I started.
"Good Ra! Not Britney Spears!" came Bakura's voice in the kitchen. He rushed in, no shirt and his pants looking ruffled, dashed over to the stereo and put it on a different song. "Ah, Kenny G!"
"You listen to Kenny G?" Joey and I asked together.
"If that leaves this house, you are both dead. And I'll expose what you did." Bakura threatened ominously.
"We. . . haven't done anything yet." Joey stated.
"Pervert," I muttered.
"That can't be proven." Bakura smiled, twistedly.
"Bakura, get your good-for-nothing butt in here before I drag it in here!" Ryou yelled.
"Have fun on bottom!" Joey remarked.
The tomb robber flipped him off.
Joey POV
"You wish," I replied to his finger.
"Maybe I do wish," he said, seductively placing a finger under Joey's chin.
"Unless you're perverted thoughts include me," Seto said, "stop thinking them."
"Oh, you're all for a threesome, then?" I said.
Now, I would mind if he was with someone else; however, if it was someone else and me, I'd like that. A little bit of strawberries, chocolate, cream, Seto and a little ima—um, was I doing something?
"As a matter of fact, I do have a sense of adventure," Seto replied.
Suddenly, Bakura yelped. And Ryou was standing behind him, with a creepy, out-of-place sort of smirk.
"That's my $$!" Bakura cried.
"And it should have been in the kitchen with me." Ryou said, giving a cute pout.
And with that, they begin making out as if the world was coming to an end.
Tristan POV
As Yami stormed off pretending to be upset (not doing a very good job as he was happily licking ice cream and skipping), Yugi ran past. I waited for Du—um. . . someone to come and comfort me. (The script says I don't know, and I am very shocked when Duke appears.)
"Uh, Duke? You missed your cue," I called to where he was hidden in a bush.
"It's got my hair! My precious hair! I'm—I'm hyperventilating!" Duke gasped.
I quickly ran to the bush and saved his precious hair. I pulled him to his feet as the background went pastel pinks and yellows with blue bubbles and yellow stars. We gazed into each other's eyes . . . .
"My hero!" Duke said, feigning a girly voice (he pulled it off well, too!)
"Any time," I whispered.
Our lips were inches when . . . .
"Hey, what is the backdrop doing here?" came Serenity's voice.
"Here, I'll carry you around it," came Mokuba's voice. Suddenly, Mokuba rounded the backdrop with Serenity in his arms bridal style.
Duke POV
Not fair! Not fair! Not fair! I seized Tristan by the ears and kissed him.
"Oh, my gosh," Serenity faked surprise. "The two adolescents blatantly attacking each other on a quest for my heart and all it's endowments have become enamored with one another. Hey, who wrote this? I mean, I'm in Mokuba's arms and I feel bad?"
I flipped her off.
"That's what Mokuba's for," Serenity replied.
"I am?" Mokuba cried. "I'm too young!"
"Um. . . yeah," Serenity replied.
"Do You mind?" the authoress appears in pajama pants with cats on them and a tee shirt with three spiders and the word: Eek! "This backdrop has been borrowed at an hourly rate of . . . I don't know; I'm stealing the money from Seto anyways. But come on, let's let Duke and Tristan have a little fun."
"Sorry," the couple says and walks away.
The authoress just disappears.
"Where were we?" Tristan asks.
"Here," I said, and our lips locked once more.
Yami POV
For the second break up in a row, I felt like skipping and eating ice cream. So, I stopped by a convenient Hagen-Daaz (spelling?). Though, not half as convenient as the Red Lobster.
I took a second to check my script.
Script
Yami: [Begins to sob hysterically] Why did I ever leave Yugi?
Yugi: I'd like to know that myself . . .[Crying as well]
Yami: [Stops momentarily] I am so sorry. It's my fault; can you ever forgive me?
Yugi: Of course, I love you. I could never let you go.
[Kiss Passionately.]
Unscripted . . .
"What is the authoress on?" I ask.
"Yami, this is our romantic scene and you think about drugs?" Yugi cries out.
"Look at this," I show Yugi the script.
"Pot, marijuana, both," Yugi suggests.
"Since we know what's coming, shall we just kiss?" I offer.
"Yes." Yugi said.
And then. . . we kissed. And then heard. . . "Wherever we go," from a voice tha sounded suspiciously like Serenity.
THE END.
IMPORTANT NOTE: This chapter is the last. The end. Finished. Adieu, to my second completed fic.