MilleniumGirl: Hello there and welcome back to the story! THANK YOU so much
reviewers!!!!!!!!!! And readers too but I really don't know what you
thought of it, so next time review!
Bakura: *twitching*
MG: You know, we don't have to say it every time.
Bakura: Oh yes we do! *stomps foot* You could get sued!
Yakura: *bored expression and reading a magazine with his feet up* And we wouldn't want that now, would we, hikari?
Bakura: Oh no! So, MilleniumGirl does not own Yu-gi-oh, and isn't claiming to own Yu-gi-oh, and does not own or claim to own the characters.
MG: Heheheheheheheheheh...
Yakura: Damn. Ryou, don't provoke her or she'll kill one of us off in her next fanfic.
Bakura: Great Scott! *hides behind Yakura*
MG: Anyway! Enjoy the chapter ^___^ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yami wandered around the downstairs part of the Game Shop, pacing and thinking to himself. He was in one of his moods where he thought nothing except of his past and future— it was a quiet and peaceful time for the spirit of the Puzzle. But it was interrupted rudely when the Pharaoh went vaulting over a large book on the floor. He cursed and checked to make sure his hair was O.K. before picking up the book and reading the cover. It was a teacher's book. Odd...
Suddenly, the small frame of Yugi came darting from a chair in the corner and took the book from Yami.
"Thank you thank you thank you, I've been looking for this everywhere..." he mumbled, traversing across the room back to a corner, completely littered with books and papers.
"Ah, what's all this for?" Yami asked his hikari, who had large bags under his eyes.
"See, I thought I'd read up on how to be a good teacher! I mean, if I want this tutoring thing to be affective, I have to make it work smoothly, you know? And so I went to the library after school, and I got books, and I'm reading them all and filling out a detailed schedule for the next tutoring session!" Yugi concluded with a large smile.
Yami looked slightly amused. "I'm glad to see you're taking this seriously," he said, stepping over a book as he walked towards the stairs.
"Wait," Yugi said suddenly. "Do you think... Do you think you could help me?" he asked his yami, who had paused.
"With the schedule?" he said, crinkling up his nose.
"No, no... with the tutoring," Yugi said shyly. " I would really appreciate it if I could get some more help."
Yami looked surprised. " Is he really that bad? All right then, I don't see why not... I don't have much to do after school anyway."
Yugi relaxed. " Oh, really? Thank you so much! This means a lot to me!" Yugi then got up and gave Yami a hug that would've made other yamis sick.
Soon, they were at school. Joey kept trying to offer Yugi coffee, but Yugi declined, a little embarrassed that he had gone to school looking so shabby. No one else seemed to notice, though; they all wanted to know what Yugi had brought. Brought? What did I bring? Yugi thought to himself. What were we supposed to... OH NO, I FORGOT ABOUT BRING A THING DAY!!!!!
Bring a Thing day was Ms. Grocher's lame attempt to have a Show and Tell, but not quite the same. The students brought a thing and were graded on their presentation. Without the thing, Yugi would lose half his points. That made him think about life points. Which made him remember his deck! He was saved! He grabbed his dueling deck from his backpack and took a seat, ready to start. He gave Tristan a thumbs up.
Tristan thumbed back, and then waited for Ms. Grocher to announce the first person up. She picked Yami solely for the fact that he wasn't paying attention, so he was startled when she called his name at first. Then he got up, opened the door, and brought in his Thing.
Yugi's grandpa was his Thing. Yugi's mouth dropped. How did Yami manage to get his grandpa to come to school? Yami only winked to Yugi, then stood at the front of the room.
"O.K., people, I brought my hikari's grandpa," Yami said in a bored voice. Someone, an easy guess as to whom, shouted, "BOO! GET OUTTA HERE PHARAOH!" and was promptly sent to go sit in the hall. Muttering, Yakura left the room while his hikari clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
"Um... so, why did you decide to bring your... uh, what did you call it again?" Ms. Grocher said quizzically, staring down her spectacles.
"Hikari's grandpa. I brought it because it was cool, and when you ask it a question, watch this..." he said, turning to look at Grandpa. " What should I do?"
"Believe in the Heart of the Cards!" it recited. The class oohed.
Joey raised his hand. "Can you make it say other stuff? "he asked.
"I'll try," Yami said uncertainly. " Hey, Gramps, how's it going?"
"Hi," said Gramps.
The class aahed.
This fascinated Yugi until Ms. Grocher whispered his name and called him to her desk. She asked Yugi in a hushed tone if he could take some of this time to do a little tutoring with Tristan. Yugi nodded vigorously, but then remembered that he needed Yami's help, and Yami was currently showing the class how his grandpa would say "Heart of the Cards!" if you poked him in the back. He pulled Tristan aside and asked him to meet him in the hall. Then he interrupted Yami for a moment to ask if he could cut it short and come too.
"Oh, sure thing. Sorry, I have to go," he said to the class. They all sounded disappointed. "Don't worry, maybe Gramps can come back some other time."
Yugi, Yami, and Tristan left the room, pausing momentarily to witness the first part of Duke's presentation of his dice collection. They had begun to shut the door when another body slipped out into the hall with them. It was Bakura, who looked horribly desperate to get out of the classroom.
"Please please let me stay with you," he said miserably. "Duke only just started his dice collection speech, and it's already boring— he has 1,569 of them, knows where each of them came from, AND NAMED HIS FAVORITES!!!! IMAGINE THAT!! JOE AND SAL THE DICE!!!"
Yakura got up from the wall he had been sent to and took a moment to comfort his hikari, who was in fits about Duke's obsession with dice. The others watched in sheer terror of what dice could do to a man's spirits before they turned to Tristan, who was reading a little note that had come out of his pocket.
"What's that?" Yami said, peering at the paper scrap. Tristan clutched it to his chest, sighing deeply, and said, " My presentation is based off this... It's one of my most prized possessions. Serenity gave it to me."
Bakura took it gingerly from Tristan and began to read. His expression of interest fell off his face and was replaced by disgust. He flung it over his shoulder with a groan, and his yami quickly snatched it up out of the air, reading with the same look on his face as Bakura.
"It's a damned GROCERY LIST, you moron," Yakura said angrily, shaking Tristan by his shoulders.
"But... but Serenity wrote it! That makes it special!" Tristan protested.
The white haired yami and hikari began to mumble to themselves; Yami looked like he was about to start laughing, and Yugi was doing his best to respect Tristan's feelings.
"Never mind that, let's start the tutoring," Yugi said, clapping his hands together.
"Let's make this easy and fast. Tristan, what's one plus two oh look, he couldn't answer it, he's two slow for his own good what a hopeless case, O.K. let's go hikari," Yakura said, starting to drag Bakura off down the hallway.
"No no no!" Bakura protested, detaching himself. " We have to do it right!"
Yugi nodded. "Let's start with this. Tristan, what do you think you're having the most trouble with?"
"Being apart form Serenity for so long."
Anime falls all around. When Yakura managed to get himself up using the doorknob, he peeked inside the classroom, where Joey could be seen explaining how he had brought his presentation piece but he had eaten it. Like a dog eats homework.
Kaiba, as you could imagine, thought this was very funny.
Tea had brought a magazine with a picture of New York on the cover, and lectured the class for 15 minutes how you can achieve your dreams if you believe and have faith and how your friends will always be there for you.
Yugi slipped his dueling deck inside the classroom so Duke could make his presentation for him, but the cards lay forgotten when Duke got into a heated discussion with another kid about what plastics dice are made form.
Bakura made Joey present his England flag to the class, who thought it was pretty cool, but kept calling it Scottish and had to have Bakura's individual fingers pried off their necks by Yakura.
Yakura came in for a split second to say that if anyone asked to see it, he would send them to the Shadow Realm, but he did have his presentation somewhere. He got sent back out to the hall again for inappropriate behavior.
Tristan started to read the grocery list to the class but Yugi saved him the embarrassment by pulling him back out into the hall after a few deeply moving syllables of "Milk" and " Cheese."
Kaiba looked at the class. Then he told them that what they had just seen was a patented Kaiba Glare that he could sue $2 million dollars for if anyone used it. The class clapped.
Back in the hallway, Bakura was sitting on his yami, afraid he would run off and not come back for school until he had been tracked down and tranquilized. Yami was reading a book. Yugi was trying to explain to Tristan that the chemicals in lab class weren't edible.
Yugi had officially assigned some new members to the tutoring crew, but his problems sure weren't getting solved any faster. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
MG: O.k O.k. O.k. you guys are going to love this!
Yakura: Hit me. *glare*
MG: *ignores Yakura* I was just thinking that maybe I can get some suggestions from the reviewers! Perhaps who they want to see help tutor Tristan next, or even... *eyes widen* Or even help tutor Tristan themselves! Yes that's it! Write in your review whether or not you want to be included in this fanfic as a Tristan Taylor Tutor! And if you don't suggestions are always welcome ^^ See ya next chapter! .
Bakura: *twitching*
MG: You know, we don't have to say it every time.
Bakura: Oh yes we do! *stomps foot* You could get sued!
Yakura: *bored expression and reading a magazine with his feet up* And we wouldn't want that now, would we, hikari?
Bakura: Oh no! So, MilleniumGirl does not own Yu-gi-oh, and isn't claiming to own Yu-gi-oh, and does not own or claim to own the characters.
MG: Heheheheheheheheheh...
Yakura: Damn. Ryou, don't provoke her or she'll kill one of us off in her next fanfic.
Bakura: Great Scott! *hides behind Yakura*
MG: Anyway! Enjoy the chapter ^___^ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yami wandered around the downstairs part of the Game Shop, pacing and thinking to himself. He was in one of his moods where he thought nothing except of his past and future— it was a quiet and peaceful time for the spirit of the Puzzle. But it was interrupted rudely when the Pharaoh went vaulting over a large book on the floor. He cursed and checked to make sure his hair was O.K. before picking up the book and reading the cover. It was a teacher's book. Odd...
Suddenly, the small frame of Yugi came darting from a chair in the corner and took the book from Yami.
"Thank you thank you thank you, I've been looking for this everywhere..." he mumbled, traversing across the room back to a corner, completely littered with books and papers.
"Ah, what's all this for?" Yami asked his hikari, who had large bags under his eyes.
"See, I thought I'd read up on how to be a good teacher! I mean, if I want this tutoring thing to be affective, I have to make it work smoothly, you know? And so I went to the library after school, and I got books, and I'm reading them all and filling out a detailed schedule for the next tutoring session!" Yugi concluded with a large smile.
Yami looked slightly amused. "I'm glad to see you're taking this seriously," he said, stepping over a book as he walked towards the stairs.
"Wait," Yugi said suddenly. "Do you think... Do you think you could help me?" he asked his yami, who had paused.
"With the schedule?" he said, crinkling up his nose.
"No, no... with the tutoring," Yugi said shyly. " I would really appreciate it if I could get some more help."
Yami looked surprised. " Is he really that bad? All right then, I don't see why not... I don't have much to do after school anyway."
Yugi relaxed. " Oh, really? Thank you so much! This means a lot to me!" Yugi then got up and gave Yami a hug that would've made other yamis sick.
Soon, they were at school. Joey kept trying to offer Yugi coffee, but Yugi declined, a little embarrassed that he had gone to school looking so shabby. No one else seemed to notice, though; they all wanted to know what Yugi had brought. Brought? What did I bring? Yugi thought to himself. What were we supposed to... OH NO, I FORGOT ABOUT BRING A THING DAY!!!!!
Bring a Thing day was Ms. Grocher's lame attempt to have a Show and Tell, but not quite the same. The students brought a thing and were graded on their presentation. Without the thing, Yugi would lose half his points. That made him think about life points. Which made him remember his deck! He was saved! He grabbed his dueling deck from his backpack and took a seat, ready to start. He gave Tristan a thumbs up.
Tristan thumbed back, and then waited for Ms. Grocher to announce the first person up. She picked Yami solely for the fact that he wasn't paying attention, so he was startled when she called his name at first. Then he got up, opened the door, and brought in his Thing.
Yugi's grandpa was his Thing. Yugi's mouth dropped. How did Yami manage to get his grandpa to come to school? Yami only winked to Yugi, then stood at the front of the room.
"O.K., people, I brought my hikari's grandpa," Yami said in a bored voice. Someone, an easy guess as to whom, shouted, "BOO! GET OUTTA HERE PHARAOH!" and was promptly sent to go sit in the hall. Muttering, Yakura left the room while his hikari clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
"Um... so, why did you decide to bring your... uh, what did you call it again?" Ms. Grocher said quizzically, staring down her spectacles.
"Hikari's grandpa. I brought it because it was cool, and when you ask it a question, watch this..." he said, turning to look at Grandpa. " What should I do?"
"Believe in the Heart of the Cards!" it recited. The class oohed.
Joey raised his hand. "Can you make it say other stuff? "he asked.
"I'll try," Yami said uncertainly. " Hey, Gramps, how's it going?"
"Hi," said Gramps.
The class aahed.
This fascinated Yugi until Ms. Grocher whispered his name and called him to her desk. She asked Yugi in a hushed tone if he could take some of this time to do a little tutoring with Tristan. Yugi nodded vigorously, but then remembered that he needed Yami's help, and Yami was currently showing the class how his grandpa would say "Heart of the Cards!" if you poked him in the back. He pulled Tristan aside and asked him to meet him in the hall. Then he interrupted Yami for a moment to ask if he could cut it short and come too.
"Oh, sure thing. Sorry, I have to go," he said to the class. They all sounded disappointed. "Don't worry, maybe Gramps can come back some other time."
Yugi, Yami, and Tristan left the room, pausing momentarily to witness the first part of Duke's presentation of his dice collection. They had begun to shut the door when another body slipped out into the hall with them. It was Bakura, who looked horribly desperate to get out of the classroom.
"Please please let me stay with you," he said miserably. "Duke only just started his dice collection speech, and it's already boring— he has 1,569 of them, knows where each of them came from, AND NAMED HIS FAVORITES!!!! IMAGINE THAT!! JOE AND SAL THE DICE!!!"
Yakura got up from the wall he had been sent to and took a moment to comfort his hikari, who was in fits about Duke's obsession with dice. The others watched in sheer terror of what dice could do to a man's spirits before they turned to Tristan, who was reading a little note that had come out of his pocket.
"What's that?" Yami said, peering at the paper scrap. Tristan clutched it to his chest, sighing deeply, and said, " My presentation is based off this... It's one of my most prized possessions. Serenity gave it to me."
Bakura took it gingerly from Tristan and began to read. His expression of interest fell off his face and was replaced by disgust. He flung it over his shoulder with a groan, and his yami quickly snatched it up out of the air, reading with the same look on his face as Bakura.
"It's a damned GROCERY LIST, you moron," Yakura said angrily, shaking Tristan by his shoulders.
"But... but Serenity wrote it! That makes it special!" Tristan protested.
The white haired yami and hikari began to mumble to themselves; Yami looked like he was about to start laughing, and Yugi was doing his best to respect Tristan's feelings.
"Never mind that, let's start the tutoring," Yugi said, clapping his hands together.
"Let's make this easy and fast. Tristan, what's one plus two oh look, he couldn't answer it, he's two slow for his own good what a hopeless case, O.K. let's go hikari," Yakura said, starting to drag Bakura off down the hallway.
"No no no!" Bakura protested, detaching himself. " We have to do it right!"
Yugi nodded. "Let's start with this. Tristan, what do you think you're having the most trouble with?"
"Being apart form Serenity for so long."
Anime falls all around. When Yakura managed to get himself up using the doorknob, he peeked inside the classroom, where Joey could be seen explaining how he had brought his presentation piece but he had eaten it. Like a dog eats homework.
Kaiba, as you could imagine, thought this was very funny.
Tea had brought a magazine with a picture of New York on the cover, and lectured the class for 15 minutes how you can achieve your dreams if you believe and have faith and how your friends will always be there for you.
Yugi slipped his dueling deck inside the classroom so Duke could make his presentation for him, but the cards lay forgotten when Duke got into a heated discussion with another kid about what plastics dice are made form.
Bakura made Joey present his England flag to the class, who thought it was pretty cool, but kept calling it Scottish and had to have Bakura's individual fingers pried off their necks by Yakura.
Yakura came in for a split second to say that if anyone asked to see it, he would send them to the Shadow Realm, but he did have his presentation somewhere. He got sent back out to the hall again for inappropriate behavior.
Tristan started to read the grocery list to the class but Yugi saved him the embarrassment by pulling him back out into the hall after a few deeply moving syllables of "Milk" and " Cheese."
Kaiba looked at the class. Then he told them that what they had just seen was a patented Kaiba Glare that he could sue $2 million dollars for if anyone used it. The class clapped.
Back in the hallway, Bakura was sitting on his yami, afraid he would run off and not come back for school until he had been tracked down and tranquilized. Yami was reading a book. Yugi was trying to explain to Tristan that the chemicals in lab class weren't edible.
Yugi had officially assigned some new members to the tutoring crew, but his problems sure weren't getting solved any faster. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
MG: O.k O.k. O.k. you guys are going to love this!
Yakura: Hit me. *glare*
MG: *ignores Yakura* I was just thinking that maybe I can get some suggestions from the reviewers! Perhaps who they want to see help tutor Tristan next, or even... *eyes widen* Or even help tutor Tristan themselves! Yes that's it! Write in your review whether or not you want to be included in this fanfic as a Tristan Taylor Tutor! And if you don't suggestions are always welcome ^^ See ya next chapter! .