Monday:
Yami - Yami Yugi Yugi - Yuugi Jou/jounanchi - Joey Honda - Tristen Seto Kaiba - Seto Kaiba Anzu - Tea Sugoroku - Grandpa
[blah blah] = character's own inner thoughts
"blah blah" = regular speech
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A bright light shone through the crevices of the blinds as the sun rose higher in the azure sky, signaling the morning of a new day. The light glimmered and shined as it gently crept upon the face of the sleeping body in the king size bed, and awoke him from his deep slumber. The body twisted and writhed underneath the warm blankets in quiet protest trying to persuade sleep to claim him once more.
After an unsuccsessful battle, his deep crimson eyes cracked open from underneath the mass of blankets, only to be quickly shut once again shutting out the bright light in the room. After a couple of moments, the tired eyelids once again rose to reveal the sleepy red orbs glaring daggers at the light from the window which dared to awaken the Pharaoah from his slumber.
Lean arms snaked out from beneath the warm blankets and pulled them down to his waist. He softly growned in protest in slight chill of the morning air. Yami Hitokiri's dark jet black hair was tipped with red and was highlighted with platinum blonde bangs with a few of them sticking straight up. His bronze tan skin naturally shined in the morning sun giving him his exotic and mysterious appearance. His lithe yet muscular body gave the impression that this young man could not be older than 18 when in fact he was thousands of years old.
His hair immediately bounced up to its regular spiked triangle appearance that came naturally to the young ex-Pharaoh. He turned his face to his alarm clock that was sitting on his nightstand next his bed. The giant red numbers ominously glowed bright red with the numbers 5:01 am slowly blinking.
In a moment of weakness he closed his eyes, trying once again to allow sleep to claim him, only it would not. He sighed softly in defeat and looked back at the clock only it still read 5:01 in blinking red numbers. Suddenly he quickly at up in the bed and looked towards the window, it was far too bright for it to be 5 am.
It was then that he realized something was wrong. He reached out and grabbed the alarm clock and shook it violently. Nothing. Only he noticed that it was wet.
"What the.?" Yami then realized that his night stand was covered with water. He quickly looked at the side of his waterbed and sees that it apparantly sprung a leak during the night.
"Great. Just great. I knew I should have gone with the regular mattrace. Damn sales person." Yami gumbled and reached over to place the alarm clock back onto the wet night stand and grabbed his gold watch to check the time.
"Oh my god! It's almost 7 o'clock! Shit! I have to take a shower!" Yami freaked and reached over to place his watch back onto the table when he slipped and dropped it onto the floor.
"Dammit!" Yami cursed as he stepped off the bed and onto the now soaking wet carpet. He picked up the watch from the ground and shook it. And sighed when he saw the wet droplets fall from the watch Sugoroku gave him for christmas.
"Shit. I'm going to be in so much trouble when Sogoroku finds out." Yami loked at his dresser calander and red the big bold letters. Monday. Yami sighed once again, it was going to be long day, he could already tell. Monday's were ALWAYS like that.
Yami turned to walk to the bathroom only to trip on his shoes that he so careless shook off yeserday and left lying in the middle of the room. The ex-Pharaoh fell unceremoniouly onto the floor face first into the wet carpet and onto his dirty socks.
"Great that's just what I needed. The smell of dirty socks to wake me up in the morning." Yami growled and got up from the floor and flung the pair of offending socks into the overflowing dirty hamper that just scremed 'WASH ME! PLEASE!' in the corner of the room.
Yami finally walked over to the bathroom stripped off his boxer shorts and stepped into the warm shower. As the warm massaging liquid ran down his body he was lost in thought and his troubles seemed to melt away with the water down the drain.
Suddenly out of nowhere a burst of cold water came rushing out of the faucet envoking a started cry from Yami that could be heard for miles.
"DAMMIT!!!!! WHO USED UP ALL THE HOT WATER!!!!!!" Yami yelled after being completely woken up by the freezing water. He quickly stepped out of the shower and rapped a towel around his waist and walked into his room to look for something to wear.
To his luck, he had forgotten to do his laundry so his only option left was to wear his regular leather buckle vest and black leather pants and school jacket. Even though it was scotching hot outside and the temperature was liable to rise to 90 degrees later in the day. He growned at the thought of being at school, stuck in a desk all day long, in the head, all in leather. Another heavy sigh escaped his lips as the thought crossed his mind. His mind snapped back to reality as he was reminded that he was still going to be late for school.
Yami stops to fix his hair in front of the mirror when he sees that one of his spikey triangles is not spikey but is flopped over backwards. Yami tries to fix it but it won't stay he goes into the bathroom and puts some hairsprayon it. Doesn't work. Dabs some mousse on. Doesn't work. Coats it with gel. Doesn't work. So he just leaves it.
"O well guess I'll just leave it." Yami sighs and walks away from the mirror.
"I don't know how Yugi does it having a zero period class. He's crazy." Yami laughed to himself at the thought of little yugi running off to class at 6:30 in the morning.
Yami searched for his book bag which he couldn't find anywhere, under the bed, on the side of his desk, on the floor. Said book bag was nowhere to be found, so he decided not to waste more time looking for it and grabed the only book he bothered to bring home for the weekend, his biology book and the homework he actually did this time. He had been bored with nothing to do and decided to just do his homework.
Yami rushed down the stairs only to be greeted by sugeroku who was waiting at the bottom of the steps.
"Late again Yami?" sugoroku gave the teen a warning glare and Yami knew it meant trouble.
"I know I know, I should be more responsible and wake up on time I know. I just.. uh.. had an accident with the alarm clock." Yami explained leaving out the details of this morning's events. He was already in trouble. Why add to the problem?. what?
"uh. Seeya later I gota run!" Yami rushed past sugurouku and was out the door before the old man could get a word in. [hurry up yami! Your going to miss the bus!] Yami rushed down the street to the bus stop on the coner.
To his surprise and overwhelming dissapointment, he got there just in time to see the bus drive off and the bunches of teenagers laughing and pointing.
"Wait!!!" Yami called after but the bus kept going and left him in the dust. "Dammit! This day could not get any worse!" Yami sulked angered that he missed the bus to school. Now he had to walk all the way there.
Out of nowhere Yami hears the roaring of a car motor and sees a shiny new red convertible with two old people laughing their heads off in the front seats. The car came baralling down the street not slowing down for the large puddle of water that Yami just happened to be standing next to.
SPLASH. The car zoomed by right into the puddle of water causing all of the dirty water to splash right onto Yami. Yami turns around and faces the direction where the car sped of to. His anger rises and temper flares.
"You damn bastard!!" Yami yells after the car, a bit too loudly while waving his fist in the air. Everyone on the sidewalks turn to look at Yami like his one of those crazy people who are on the street yelling about how the world is coming to an end. Yami's face turns bright red and he puts his fist down and grumbles something about 'damn mortals' and stalks all the way to school soaking wet from head to toe.
Yami finally arrives at the school gates and runs to his locker. Everyone is talking loudly in the hallway and walking to their classes. [only five minutes left to get my books. I'm glad I ran the rest of the way here.] He finds his locker and starts to enter the comination only to find that the stupid thing wont open.
"Damn you! Open! You stu-pid- locker!!!" Yami yanks at the lock hanging from his locker over and over again until finally the evil contraption gives and yami goes flying onto the floor with the locker door flinging open, and all of it's contents fall right onto Yami's head and all over the floor.
Everyone in the hallway turn and look at Yami sitting on the ground they stifle a laugh until everyone in the hallway bursts out into laughter as they make their way to their classes.
Yami gives them all a death glare but they continue to snicker. Yami just shrugs it off and gets up collects all of this things from the floor and shoves them into the small locker grabbing the two textbooks for his first two classes before slamming it shut and kicking it in anger. Just then the first period late bell rings. "Shit! Shit shit shit!" Yami curses and runs to his first period class papers and books in tow.
Just as yami walks up to his first period class, which happens to be on the third floor, he hears Mr. Himatora's, his teacher's last words.
" I am extremely dissapointed in the lack of effort you students are putting into your work. There is only about half of the classes' papers in my hand. That means that half of you did not turn it in. So what were the rest of you doing this weekend? Slacking off?" Mr. Himatora was the meanest and strictest biology teacher in the whole school. Unfortunately for Yami, he hated him from the start, that or he had a funny way of showing him he liked him. The reason why he never knew but for some reason Yami always got on his bad side.
Yami tried to walk in unnoticed but of course that was unsuccsessful. "Ah if it isn't Mr. Hitokiri I'm glad you decided to grace us with your presence. Although I do believe you are late." Mr. Himatora smirked turning around and pulling out something from his right desk drawer. Yami had a funny feeling he already knew what it was.
"Well your in luck Mr. Hitokiri I have a present for you. You get to come and visit me for an hour afterschool today. In detention." Mr. Himatora grinned evily and handed Yami a small rectangular piece of paper that had the words Detention in bold black letters in the front.
"Oh and while you are up here how about you hand in your homework." Mr. Himatora looked at Yami up and down. Yami had forgotten he had been wearing black leather, and that he had gotten soaked earlier. His eyes were filled with something that yami had somewhere else before but he couldn't pin point it.
Yami opened his biology book and took out the somewhat wet piece of paper with ripped edges and what looked like blurred writing and handed it to Mr. Himatora. He stared at it for a moment before he looked back at yami with a quizzical look on his face.
"And what is this supposed to be?" Mr. Himatora looked at Yami confused. "That would be my homework." Yami simply stated pointing to the wet piece of paper Mr. Himatora was holding up by the corner looking at it strangely.
Mr. Himatora got up from his chair and spoke to the class. "I hope that none of your papers will look like this when you all decide to actually do it. Or else this is what will happen to it." Mr. Himatora threw it in the garbage and looked at Yami with an evil smirk. "Hey! You can't do that!" Yami looked at the piece of paper in the garbage and looked back up at Mr. Himatora who was now inches away and breathing on his face.
"Watch me." Mr. Himatora said slowly and licked his lips then spoke again.
"For the time that I have had you in my class you have never done your homework. Next time you decide to give me your wet rag I suggest you just tell me the truth. This is a pitiful attempt to lie about doing your homework when we both know you didn't do it. Now GO SIT DOWN." Mr. Himatora pointed to his seat in the front row of the class, while staring at Yami's butt.
Yami glared at Mr. Himatora but quietly walked to his seat while He grumbles something under his breath along the lines of "Baka teacher" and sits down. The rest of the class passes uneventfully, even though Mr. Himatora kept eyeing him and giving him glares.
The bell rings and they are released for second period. Yami hurries out of the room while Mr. Himatora watches him leave the room.
Yami Races to his Second period class which happens to be on the first floor, he seemed to always have the classes that were furthest apart he insisted that they change it but the other classes were too full. Lucky him.
Yami arrives at his second period class that he has with Jou, Kaiba, Ryou, Bakura, Marik and Malik. He walks in and sits down. Yugi would have been in his class but he is taking Honors classes and he doesn't have a class with him other than study hall sixth period, along with the rest of the gang.
They all had their respective seats in the back of the room where they could all talk. Jou and Kaiba sitting at the very back in the first line of seats, Kaiba because he was already ahead in the reading. Jou in front of him because he goes to sleep every time he starts to read and Kaiba always nudges him awake before he gets in trouble.
There as also the fact that they had been seeing each other for a month now. Jou finally got up the guts to tell kaiba the truth and Kaiba admitted he returned the feelings. although reluctantly at first.
Yami sat in front of Joey who constantly fell asleep and eaither Yami or Kaiba had to wake up before he got into trouble. Bakura sits in the seat next to Kaiba in the second row and Ryou in front of him. Mostly to keep Yami and Bakura from finding something to argue over.
Only as Yami Made his way to his seat he saw that Kaiba and Jou were not sitting together, and neither was Ryou and Bakura. Kaiba was sitting in his usual seat with his laptop open mumbling figures to himself while Jou who was usually in front of him sat in the back on the other side of the classroom glaring daggers at Kaiba like he used to.
Ryou was up a few seats from where he used to sit and Bakura was in the middle of the back row mumbling something along the lines of 'Damn all these stupid mortals to hell. I'll have my revenge when I take all of their souls with my millenium ring including that bastard Ryou.'
Yami stared wide eyed at what Bakura had said as He quietly made his way down the row and sat in his seat when Bakura noticed Yami had paused and had heard him as he pass him by.
"So you want to pick a fight today baka pharaoh?" Bakura sneered at Yami with an evil glint in his eye clutching his millenium ring.
"What the hell?" Yami stated turning around to face Bakura.
"You leave him alone Bakura he didn't do anything to you." Ryou interviened defending Yami.
"Go to hell mortal" Bakura snapped.
"Hey ease up Bakura." Jou yelled back at Bakura
"Shut the fuck up all of you! I'm trying to figure something out here!!" Kaiba yelled at all of them.
"You shut up you fucking workaholic!!!" Jou yelled at Kaiba from across the room.
"WHY DON'T YOU MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!" Bakura yelled at Jou.
"STOP YELLING BAKURA!!" Ryou turned around and got up from his seat to yell at Bakura.
Yami sat there stunned and in disbelief that they could all change over the weekend. On Friday they were all making out in the back now they were arguing?
Mrs. Allaster finally got up from her desk and made her way over to where they were sitting.
"How about you all work it out during detention!!!!" Mrs. Allaster was furious. She was usually nice but got mean when her students used 'outside language' in her classroom. She turned around to face Yami and spoke softly. "you don't worry you didn't say anything so I won't give you one." Mrs. Allaster patted yami on his shoulder and walked away.
Yami looked on after and mumbled. "too late I already got one" when he said this Bakura, Ryou, Kaiba, and jou looked at him with a glare.
By the time the class ended, tempers were high and no one was speaking to each other including Yami. The bell rang and Yami suddenly realized he had to get the rest of his books and got up, gathered his things without saying a word and walked out of the room.
Yami turned around and saw them still glaring at eachother and hurridly and walked out of the room. Yami finnally reached his locker and tried once again to open the lock which, once again, refused to open. Yami struggled with it.
Then the bell rang for class. A crowd of people began rushing the halls. He continued to struggle with the lock when he heard someone suddenly call his name.
"Yami! Yami! I need.." the small voice of Yugi could not be heard over the shouts and laughter of the walking mass of people in the hallway.
Yami turned around in the direction of where he thought he heard his name being called.
"Yaammmiii!!!" Yugi cried from across the hall but it was no use. He tried jumping up and down to see if yami was still there but all he could see was Yami's Black and red tipped hair.
Yami again turned to look for the person who called his name when, Yang, his mathematics classmate walked up to him and smiled.
"Hey yami I wanted to talk to you." Yami thinking Yang was the one who must have been calling him. "I've been thinking. do you want to join in on a prank I have planned in math class. That class is so dull I just thought I'd you know liven it up." Yang grinned evily with that evil glint in his eye everytime he thought up some new way of terrorizing Mrs. Beckerman's 5th period math class.
Mrs. Beckerman was a very old and grouchy lady and she hated loud noises and most of all kids. Why she became a teacher no one knew but the rumor was that she couldn't be anything else. Yang continuously tried her patience to see what he could get away with which wasn't much. He was just a kid with WAY TO MUCH time on his hands.
"So what do you say Yami?" Yang looked at Yami suspiciously with his look of 'oh come on don't be a spoil sport' look on his face.
"Absolutely not. I think I've terrorized that old lady enough this year. I don't want to be the one to cause her a heart attack." Yami reasoned as he struggled with his lock once again.
Seeing his frustration Yang took the lock from Yami's hands and simply did the combination and opened it like it was nothing.
"Thanx." Yami opened up the locker door and once again the contents fell out and onto the floor. He sighed and grabbed his books from the locker.
"so will you do it?" Yang asked again. "WILL YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!" Yami said a little too loudly.
Yugi on the other end of the hallway behind Yang stared in shock. Yugi looked at Yami's spikey black hair and his eyes got glassy. He quickly ran out of sight down the hallway.
"Sorry Yang. I didn't mean to yell but I'm really having a bad day today and I don't really want to jepordize myself even more today." Yami stated softly.
"Okay then but since you declined this time next time I pull a prank on Mr. Himatora you HAVE To help even if you don't take credit" Yang grinned.
"Fine. Deal." Yami stated slamming his locker door and walking to his thrid period class. Since Yami didn't have anyone he knew in his third or fourth period classes they were uneventful. Accept for the fact that for both classes he was called on to answer the questions that he didn't know the answers to so it made him look lost with the teachers nodding dissaprovingly from their desks.
Lunch time came around and Yami was exhausted as he walked down the outdoor hallway to the cafateria, he tripped over a lost book on the floor and fell flat on his face dropping his stuff all over the floor.
Everyone who was near enough to witness what happened laughed and pointed, then quickly walked away quietly as Yami glared resentfully at them. As Yami went to pick up his fallen papers. His Biology and English assignment papers blew away in a wind that came out of nowhere. He tried to chase after them but they flew up high until they landed on the cafateria roof. Yami growled deeply in his throat and stalked to the cafatria.
When he got to the cafateria's double doors he reached out to get the door when all of a sudden someone from the inside slammed the door in his face. All the reaction Yami was allowed was a loud Yelp before getting to meet Mr. Door up close and personally.
The girl who slammed the door in Yami's face didn't notice him fall onto the ground and just kept chatting away with her friend and walked away. Yami slowly got up and brung a hand up to his head the world seemed to spin so fast.when he finally gathered up his composure, and the headache was down to a throb he opened the door and walked in.
As he walked passed the lunch tables everyone kept staring at him and the purple eye he had just received from Mr. Door. When he got to his regular table no one was there but Jou.
"Hey Yami.. Woah! What happened to you?" Jou asked starring at Yami's now purple eye.
"Someone gave me the pleasure of allowing my face met the green door of the cafateria." Yami said angerly. Recalling the dumb blonde that hit him with the door and didn't even say sorry. Yami then turned around and looked at jou who had began eating quietly with a sad look on his face.
"Um. Jou what happened between you and Kaiba, and Bakura and Ryou?" Yami asked quietly.
"I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT." Jou turned around and glared at Yami. "Okay then.." Yami turned and drank the water he had brought with him.
Just then Anzu and her crowd of schoolgirl lackys came and surrounded yami and jou's table. They all began to talk at the same time asking Yami questions about what happened to his eye.
"Oh Yami! What happened to you eye!" "Your beautiful face!" "Did you get into a fight? You're so brave! You won. Right?" "Hey Jou where's your BOYFRIEND" one girl asked annoyingly "Hey Yami when are you going to get a girlfriend? I'll be your girlfriend." "Hey hands off! Yami's mine!" "He's not yours he's mine!"
then they all began to chatter and bicker amongst themselves on who Yami belongs to. Anzu of course was the loudest of them all.
Just then Yugi came and saw the tips of Yami's hair and ran across the cafateria to reach Yami.
"Look I do not belong to ANY of you. WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!" Yami yelled.
Yugi was in the middle of trying to push through the crowd of girls surrounding yami when Yami suddenly shouted out loud. One of the girls that was surrounding yami and that yugi was trying to push to get in shoved him to the ground and then turned around and faced him.
"You heard him get away pip speak." The girl turned her nose up and tried to shove her way inside to see Yami.
Yugi's eyes filled with tears and he got up from the floor and ran out of the cafateria.
The Girls crowded around yami even more then the ex-pharaoh lost it.
"I SAID TO LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE ANZU!!! I MEAN IT TAKE YOUR STUPID LACKYS AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Yami yelled. He then got up from his seat and turned to jou.
"I'm sorry jou but I can't stand the crowd" he turned around and gave a pointed look at Anzu. "I'll see you later okay then we can talk. Okay?" Yami asked nudging Jou's shoulder.
"Hai. I'll see yous later then." Jou answered and quietly ate the rest of his sandwhich.
He turned his hair to glare at Anzu and her lackys once more, daring her to follow and walked out of the cafateria. As Yami walked down the hall a thought crossed his mind. [hey I haven't seen my hikari all day. Wonder where he could be.]
While he was walking the bell rang for fifth period and Yami proceeded to the second story for his math class with Mrs. Beckerman. Then he remembered something. Yang. He had a prank planned. Great. I swear one day he is going to go too far and that old lady is going to have a heart attack.
Mrs. Beckerman's math class proceeded uneventfully. Notes again. While yami was writing with his pen suddenly he heard a pop then..
"Shit!" Yami blurted. His pen had broken spilling ink all over his notes and desk. "ooops. Uh sorry my pen is leaking." Yami got up from his chair and through the pen away in the trash and grabbed some tissues from Mrs. Beckerman's desk. All the while she stared at him annoyed that he interupted her lecture on the unit circle. [Damn unit circle. When the hell am I going to use it? Probably never] yami thought as he got out another pen from his pocket and continued to write.
Then suddenly Yami looked over at Yang who was sitting by the window he has something in his hand that looked like a piece of string. Yami trailed the string with his eyes to something that was tied to Mrs. Beckerman's desk's leg. Yami opened his mouth to ask Yang when all of a sudden Yang pulled the string.
The smell filled the room in an instant bathing everyone it made contact with, with the stench of rotten eggs. Yang tried to keep himself from giving himself away but he wasn't doing a very good job.
"Everyone out of class! Immediately!" Mrs. Beckerman hurried everyone out of the classroom and glared at Yang who had the 'what did I do!' look on his face which wasn't fooling anyone especially Mrs. Beckerman.
"Yang! You come here this instant you are coming with me to the principles office" Mrs. Beckerman yanked Yang's shirt and pulled him towards the principle's office while he yelled "what did I do! I didn't do nuthin! You have no proof! You always blame me!" all the way down the hall.
Class was over in 2 minutes so everyone to the time to walk to their lockers and quickly get something before class began. The bell rang a couple of minutes later and Yami just started to walk to class.
He actually arrived on time to the one class that it didn't matter. Figures. He sat in the chair closest to the window and saved a spot next to him for Yugi. The clock ticked and the last straglers waltzed into the class and sat down. No sign of Yugi. Honda sat behind Yami writing in his book.
While Jou sat next to Honda, Away from Kaiba who was on the opposite side of the room anytime they would catch eachother's sight their glare was bad enough that everyone around them would cringe. It was the same with Ryou and Bakura only Bakura mumbled under his breathe about revenge, and sneviling mortals while Ryou just prayed to anyone who was listening to have patience with his Yami.
Total silence accept for he death glares exchanged by Kaiba and Jou, along with paper airplanes and big wads of paper being thrown at each other. Basically it was a war zone.
"Hey why isn't Yugi here?" Yami asked honda quietly earning a "shhh" from the teacher.
"I don't know I haven't seen him all day." Honda responded wary of the teacher's glance.
"Why the hell did we sit here? We are in the middle of a war zone." Yami asked honda who was ducking a paper ball that Jou threw at Kaiba.
"I don't know but it's too late to move. At least Bakura and Ryou aren't at war." Honda looked behind him at Bakura and to the side . way to the side was ryou who was next to Kaiba. "I wouldn't be to sure of that." Yami sated as he pointed to bakura who was in the process of making origami ninja stars and daggers.
"Your right. Paper cuts.. deadly weapons." Honda agreed moving up his chair a little trying to get out of the way.
Finally study hall ended and the bell rung only problem is that all of them had detention accept Honda.
They all proceeded to the detention room. Lucky for him Yami could serve his detention from Mr. Himatora in the main detention room.
Detention was the same as study hall only all of them sat AROUND yami. So everytime he looked up he intercepted a death glare from eaither Jou to Seto, or Bakura to Ryou or revesed. With each of them saking their hands that it was meant for the one across from them.
When they were finally release they all went their separate ways. Yami walked home wondering where Yugi was.
As yami walked into the back of the house he passed sugoroku putting away some dishes in the kitchen.
"Hey Grandpa where's Yugi?" Yami asked as he leaned against the kitchen's doorframe. "he said he was staying the night at a friends house." Sogoroku stated.
"hmm. Okay then I'll be upstairs" Yami walked away when Sugoroku's voice stoped him.
" I took care of your bed for you." Sugaroku stated simply giving yami a look of ' I todl you so' "uh so you found out about that huh?" Yami scratched the back of his head embarassed that he was caught.
"don't worry about it Yami. It's all taken care of." Sugaroku gave him a warm smile and returned to work. Yami just stared at the old man for a moment then replied. "Thank you." An climbed up the stairs. Yami reached the end of the stairs to his room pausing at Yugi's door. Tempted to go in and just lie in his bed. That always seemed to calm him down. Even though he knew it was wrong Yami walked into his Hikari's bedroom and layed down on his bed.
Breathing in the sent of his secret angel, he fell fast asleep trying to forget the worst day of his life.
A bright light shone through the crevices of the blinds as the sun rose higher in the azure sky, signaling the morning of a new day. The light glimmered and shined as it gently crept upon the face of the sleeping body in the king size bed, and awoke him from his deep slumber. The body twisted and writhed underneath the warm blankets in quiet protest trying to persuade sleep to claim him once more.
After an unsuccsessful battle, his deep crimson eyes cracked open from underneath the mass of blankets, only to be quickly shut once again shutting out the bright light in the room. After a couple of moments, the tired eyelids once again rose to reveal the sleepy red orbs glaring daggers at the light from the window which dared to awaken the Pharaoah from his slumber.
Then Yami's eyes flew open and he realized that he was no longer in Yugi's room but in his own room. He looked at clock and it said 5:01 in blinking red numbers. He hopped out of bed onto . wet carpet??
Yami stepped back to look at his bed and tripped on the same shoe that was left in the middle of the room.
"What the hell?" Yami got up and walked over to the dresser and picked up his watch. It read 6:45. "almost 7 o clock.. shit I'm late again!" Yami went to put the watch back onto the dresser when he slipped on the wet carpet he caught himself before he banged his head on the night stand but dropped the watch onto the ground.
He picked it off the floor and it was dripping wet. Then he turned to look at his dresser saw the big bold letters. MONDAY.
Yami - Yami Yugi Yugi - Yuugi Jou/jounanchi - Joey Honda - Tristen Seto Kaiba - Seto Kaiba Anzu - Tea Sugoroku - Grandpa
[blah blah] = character's own inner thoughts
"blah blah" = regular speech
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A bright light shone through the crevices of the blinds as the sun rose higher in the azure sky, signaling the morning of a new day. The light glimmered and shined as it gently crept upon the face of the sleeping body in the king size bed, and awoke him from his deep slumber. The body twisted and writhed underneath the warm blankets in quiet protest trying to persuade sleep to claim him once more.
After an unsuccsessful battle, his deep crimson eyes cracked open from underneath the mass of blankets, only to be quickly shut once again shutting out the bright light in the room. After a couple of moments, the tired eyelids once again rose to reveal the sleepy red orbs glaring daggers at the light from the window which dared to awaken the Pharaoah from his slumber.
Lean arms snaked out from beneath the warm blankets and pulled them down to his waist. He softly growned in protest in slight chill of the morning air. Yami Hitokiri's dark jet black hair was tipped with red and was highlighted with platinum blonde bangs with a few of them sticking straight up. His bronze tan skin naturally shined in the morning sun giving him his exotic and mysterious appearance. His lithe yet muscular body gave the impression that this young man could not be older than 18 when in fact he was thousands of years old.
His hair immediately bounced up to its regular spiked triangle appearance that came naturally to the young ex-Pharaoh. He turned his face to his alarm clock that was sitting on his nightstand next his bed. The giant red numbers ominously glowed bright red with the numbers 5:01 am slowly blinking.
In a moment of weakness he closed his eyes, trying once again to allow sleep to claim him, only it would not. He sighed softly in defeat and looked back at the clock only it still read 5:01 in blinking red numbers. Suddenly he quickly at up in the bed and looked towards the window, it was far too bright for it to be 5 am.
It was then that he realized something was wrong. He reached out and grabbed the alarm clock and shook it violently. Nothing. Only he noticed that it was wet.
"What the.?" Yami then realized that his night stand was covered with water. He quickly looked at the side of his waterbed and sees that it apparantly sprung a leak during the night.
"Great. Just great. I knew I should have gone with the regular mattrace. Damn sales person." Yami gumbled and reached over to place the alarm clock back onto the wet night stand and grabbed his gold watch to check the time.
"Oh my god! It's almost 7 o'clock! Shit! I have to take a shower!" Yami freaked and reached over to place his watch back onto the table when he slipped and dropped it onto the floor.
"Dammit!" Yami cursed as he stepped off the bed and onto the now soaking wet carpet. He picked up the watch from the ground and shook it. And sighed when he saw the wet droplets fall from the watch Sugoroku gave him for christmas.
"Shit. I'm going to be in so much trouble when Sogoroku finds out." Yami loked at his dresser calander and red the big bold letters. Monday. Yami sighed once again, it was going to be long day, he could already tell. Monday's were ALWAYS like that.
Yami turned to walk to the bathroom only to trip on his shoes that he so careless shook off yeserday and left lying in the middle of the room. The ex-Pharaoh fell unceremoniouly onto the floor face first into the wet carpet and onto his dirty socks.
"Great that's just what I needed. The smell of dirty socks to wake me up in the morning." Yami growled and got up from the floor and flung the pair of offending socks into the overflowing dirty hamper that just scremed 'WASH ME! PLEASE!' in the corner of the room.
Yami finally walked over to the bathroom stripped off his boxer shorts and stepped into the warm shower. As the warm massaging liquid ran down his body he was lost in thought and his troubles seemed to melt away with the water down the drain.
Suddenly out of nowhere a burst of cold water came rushing out of the faucet envoking a started cry from Yami that could be heard for miles.
"DAMMIT!!!!! WHO USED UP ALL THE HOT WATER!!!!!!" Yami yelled after being completely woken up by the freezing water. He quickly stepped out of the shower and rapped a towel around his waist and walked into his room to look for something to wear.
To his luck, he had forgotten to do his laundry so his only option left was to wear his regular leather buckle vest and black leather pants and school jacket. Even though it was scotching hot outside and the temperature was liable to rise to 90 degrees later in the day. He growned at the thought of being at school, stuck in a desk all day long, in the head, all in leather. Another heavy sigh escaped his lips as the thought crossed his mind. His mind snapped back to reality as he was reminded that he was still going to be late for school.
Yami stops to fix his hair in front of the mirror when he sees that one of his spikey triangles is not spikey but is flopped over backwards. Yami tries to fix it but it won't stay he goes into the bathroom and puts some hairsprayon it. Doesn't work. Dabs some mousse on. Doesn't work. Coats it with gel. Doesn't work. So he just leaves it.
"O well guess I'll just leave it." Yami sighs and walks away from the mirror.
"I don't know how Yugi does it having a zero period class. He's crazy." Yami laughed to himself at the thought of little yugi running off to class at 6:30 in the morning.
Yami searched for his book bag which he couldn't find anywhere, under the bed, on the side of his desk, on the floor. Said book bag was nowhere to be found, so he decided not to waste more time looking for it and grabed the only book he bothered to bring home for the weekend, his biology book and the homework he actually did this time. He had been bored with nothing to do and decided to just do his homework.
Yami rushed down the stairs only to be greeted by sugeroku who was waiting at the bottom of the steps.
"Late again Yami?" sugoroku gave the teen a warning glare and Yami knew it meant trouble.
"I know I know, I should be more responsible and wake up on time I know. I just.. uh.. had an accident with the alarm clock." Yami explained leaving out the details of this morning's events. He was already in trouble. Why add to the problem?. what?
"uh. Seeya later I gota run!" Yami rushed past sugurouku and was out the door before the old man could get a word in. [hurry up yami! Your going to miss the bus!] Yami rushed down the street to the bus stop on the coner.
To his surprise and overwhelming dissapointment, he got there just in time to see the bus drive off and the bunches of teenagers laughing and pointing.
"Wait!!!" Yami called after but the bus kept going and left him in the dust. "Dammit! This day could not get any worse!" Yami sulked angered that he missed the bus to school. Now he had to walk all the way there.
Out of nowhere Yami hears the roaring of a car motor and sees a shiny new red convertible with two old people laughing their heads off in the front seats. The car came baralling down the street not slowing down for the large puddle of water that Yami just happened to be standing next to.
SPLASH. The car zoomed by right into the puddle of water causing all of the dirty water to splash right onto Yami. Yami turns around and faces the direction where the car sped of to. His anger rises and temper flares.
"You damn bastard!!" Yami yells after the car, a bit too loudly while waving his fist in the air. Everyone on the sidewalks turn to look at Yami like his one of those crazy people who are on the street yelling about how the world is coming to an end. Yami's face turns bright red and he puts his fist down and grumbles something about 'damn mortals' and stalks all the way to school soaking wet from head to toe.
Yami finally arrives at the school gates and runs to his locker. Everyone is talking loudly in the hallway and walking to their classes. [only five minutes left to get my books. I'm glad I ran the rest of the way here.] He finds his locker and starts to enter the comination only to find that the stupid thing wont open.
"Damn you! Open! You stu-pid- locker!!!" Yami yanks at the lock hanging from his locker over and over again until finally the evil contraption gives and yami goes flying onto the floor with the locker door flinging open, and all of it's contents fall right onto Yami's head and all over the floor.
Everyone in the hallway turn and look at Yami sitting on the ground they stifle a laugh until everyone in the hallway bursts out into laughter as they make their way to their classes.
Yami gives them all a death glare but they continue to snicker. Yami just shrugs it off and gets up collects all of this things from the floor and shoves them into the small locker grabbing the two textbooks for his first two classes before slamming it shut and kicking it in anger. Just then the first period late bell rings. "Shit! Shit shit shit!" Yami curses and runs to his first period class papers and books in tow.
Just as yami walks up to his first period class, which happens to be on the third floor, he hears Mr. Himatora's, his teacher's last words.
" I am extremely dissapointed in the lack of effort you students are putting into your work. There is only about half of the classes' papers in my hand. That means that half of you did not turn it in. So what were the rest of you doing this weekend? Slacking off?" Mr. Himatora was the meanest and strictest biology teacher in the whole school. Unfortunately for Yami, he hated him from the start, that or he had a funny way of showing him he liked him. The reason why he never knew but for some reason Yami always got on his bad side.
Yami tried to walk in unnoticed but of course that was unsuccsessful. "Ah if it isn't Mr. Hitokiri I'm glad you decided to grace us with your presence. Although I do believe you are late." Mr. Himatora smirked turning around and pulling out something from his right desk drawer. Yami had a funny feeling he already knew what it was.
"Well your in luck Mr. Hitokiri I have a present for you. You get to come and visit me for an hour afterschool today. In detention." Mr. Himatora grinned evily and handed Yami a small rectangular piece of paper that had the words Detention in bold black letters in the front.
"Oh and while you are up here how about you hand in your homework." Mr. Himatora looked at Yami up and down. Yami had forgotten he had been wearing black leather, and that he had gotten soaked earlier. His eyes were filled with something that yami had somewhere else before but he couldn't pin point it.
Yami opened his biology book and took out the somewhat wet piece of paper with ripped edges and what looked like blurred writing and handed it to Mr. Himatora. He stared at it for a moment before he looked back at yami with a quizzical look on his face.
"And what is this supposed to be?" Mr. Himatora looked at Yami confused. "That would be my homework." Yami simply stated pointing to the wet piece of paper Mr. Himatora was holding up by the corner looking at it strangely.
Mr. Himatora got up from his chair and spoke to the class. "I hope that none of your papers will look like this when you all decide to actually do it. Or else this is what will happen to it." Mr. Himatora threw it in the garbage and looked at Yami with an evil smirk. "Hey! You can't do that!" Yami looked at the piece of paper in the garbage and looked back up at Mr. Himatora who was now inches away and breathing on his face.
"Watch me." Mr. Himatora said slowly and licked his lips then spoke again.
"For the time that I have had you in my class you have never done your homework. Next time you decide to give me your wet rag I suggest you just tell me the truth. This is a pitiful attempt to lie about doing your homework when we both know you didn't do it. Now GO SIT DOWN." Mr. Himatora pointed to his seat in the front row of the class, while staring at Yami's butt.
Yami glared at Mr. Himatora but quietly walked to his seat while He grumbles something under his breath along the lines of "Baka teacher" and sits down. The rest of the class passes uneventfully, even though Mr. Himatora kept eyeing him and giving him glares.
The bell rings and they are released for second period. Yami hurries out of the room while Mr. Himatora watches him leave the room.
Yami Races to his Second period class which happens to be on the first floor, he seemed to always have the classes that were furthest apart he insisted that they change it but the other classes were too full. Lucky him.
Yami arrives at his second period class that he has with Jou, Kaiba, Ryou, Bakura, Marik and Malik. He walks in and sits down. Yugi would have been in his class but he is taking Honors classes and he doesn't have a class with him other than study hall sixth period, along with the rest of the gang.
They all had their respective seats in the back of the room where they could all talk. Jou and Kaiba sitting at the very back in the first line of seats, Kaiba because he was already ahead in the reading. Jou in front of him because he goes to sleep every time he starts to read and Kaiba always nudges him awake before he gets in trouble.
There as also the fact that they had been seeing each other for a month now. Jou finally got up the guts to tell kaiba the truth and Kaiba admitted he returned the feelings. although reluctantly at first.
Yami sat in front of Joey who constantly fell asleep and eaither Yami or Kaiba had to wake up before he got into trouble. Bakura sits in the seat next to Kaiba in the second row and Ryou in front of him. Mostly to keep Yami and Bakura from finding something to argue over.
Only as Yami Made his way to his seat he saw that Kaiba and Jou were not sitting together, and neither was Ryou and Bakura. Kaiba was sitting in his usual seat with his laptop open mumbling figures to himself while Jou who was usually in front of him sat in the back on the other side of the classroom glaring daggers at Kaiba like he used to.
Ryou was up a few seats from where he used to sit and Bakura was in the middle of the back row mumbling something along the lines of 'Damn all these stupid mortals to hell. I'll have my revenge when I take all of their souls with my millenium ring including that bastard Ryou.'
Yami stared wide eyed at what Bakura had said as He quietly made his way down the row and sat in his seat when Bakura noticed Yami had paused and had heard him as he pass him by.
"So you want to pick a fight today baka pharaoh?" Bakura sneered at Yami with an evil glint in his eye clutching his millenium ring.
"What the hell?" Yami stated turning around to face Bakura.
"You leave him alone Bakura he didn't do anything to you." Ryou interviened defending Yami.
"Go to hell mortal" Bakura snapped.
"Hey ease up Bakura." Jou yelled back at Bakura
"Shut the fuck up all of you! I'm trying to figure something out here!!" Kaiba yelled at all of them.
"You shut up you fucking workaholic!!!" Jou yelled at Kaiba from across the room.
"WHY DON'T YOU MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!" Bakura yelled at Jou.
"STOP YELLING BAKURA!!" Ryou turned around and got up from his seat to yell at Bakura.
Yami sat there stunned and in disbelief that they could all change over the weekend. On Friday they were all making out in the back now they were arguing?
Mrs. Allaster finally got up from her desk and made her way over to where they were sitting.
"How about you all work it out during detention!!!!" Mrs. Allaster was furious. She was usually nice but got mean when her students used 'outside language' in her classroom. She turned around to face Yami and spoke softly. "you don't worry you didn't say anything so I won't give you one." Mrs. Allaster patted yami on his shoulder and walked away.
Yami looked on after and mumbled. "too late I already got one" when he said this Bakura, Ryou, Kaiba, and jou looked at him with a glare.
By the time the class ended, tempers were high and no one was speaking to each other including Yami. The bell rang and Yami suddenly realized he had to get the rest of his books and got up, gathered his things without saying a word and walked out of the room.
Yami turned around and saw them still glaring at eachother and hurridly and walked out of the room. Yami finnally reached his locker and tried once again to open the lock which, once again, refused to open. Yami struggled with it.
Then the bell rang for class. A crowd of people began rushing the halls. He continued to struggle with the lock when he heard someone suddenly call his name.
"Yami! Yami! I need.." the small voice of Yugi could not be heard over the shouts and laughter of the walking mass of people in the hallway.
Yami turned around in the direction of where he thought he heard his name being called.
"Yaammmiii!!!" Yugi cried from across the hall but it was no use. He tried jumping up and down to see if yami was still there but all he could see was Yami's Black and red tipped hair.
Yami again turned to look for the person who called his name when, Yang, his mathematics classmate walked up to him and smiled.
"Hey yami I wanted to talk to you." Yami thinking Yang was the one who must have been calling him. "I've been thinking. do you want to join in on a prank I have planned in math class. That class is so dull I just thought I'd you know liven it up." Yang grinned evily with that evil glint in his eye everytime he thought up some new way of terrorizing Mrs. Beckerman's 5th period math class.
Mrs. Beckerman was a very old and grouchy lady and she hated loud noises and most of all kids. Why she became a teacher no one knew but the rumor was that she couldn't be anything else. Yang continuously tried her patience to see what he could get away with which wasn't much. He was just a kid with WAY TO MUCH time on his hands.
"So what do you say Yami?" Yang looked at Yami suspiciously with his look of 'oh come on don't be a spoil sport' look on his face.
"Absolutely not. I think I've terrorized that old lady enough this year. I don't want to be the one to cause her a heart attack." Yami reasoned as he struggled with his lock once again.
Seeing his frustration Yang took the lock from Yami's hands and simply did the combination and opened it like it was nothing.
"Thanx." Yami opened up the locker door and once again the contents fell out and onto the floor. He sighed and grabbed his books from the locker.
"so will you do it?" Yang asked again. "WILL YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!" Yami said a little too loudly.
Yugi on the other end of the hallway behind Yang stared in shock. Yugi looked at Yami's spikey black hair and his eyes got glassy. He quickly ran out of sight down the hallway.
"Sorry Yang. I didn't mean to yell but I'm really having a bad day today and I don't really want to jepordize myself even more today." Yami stated softly.
"Okay then but since you declined this time next time I pull a prank on Mr. Himatora you HAVE To help even if you don't take credit" Yang grinned.
"Fine. Deal." Yami stated slamming his locker door and walking to his thrid period class. Since Yami didn't have anyone he knew in his third or fourth period classes they were uneventful. Accept for the fact that for both classes he was called on to answer the questions that he didn't know the answers to so it made him look lost with the teachers nodding dissaprovingly from their desks.
Lunch time came around and Yami was exhausted as he walked down the outdoor hallway to the cafateria, he tripped over a lost book on the floor and fell flat on his face dropping his stuff all over the floor.
Everyone who was near enough to witness what happened laughed and pointed, then quickly walked away quietly as Yami glared resentfully at them. As Yami went to pick up his fallen papers. His Biology and English assignment papers blew away in a wind that came out of nowhere. He tried to chase after them but they flew up high until they landed on the cafateria roof. Yami growled deeply in his throat and stalked to the cafatria.
When he got to the cafateria's double doors he reached out to get the door when all of a sudden someone from the inside slammed the door in his face. All the reaction Yami was allowed was a loud Yelp before getting to meet Mr. Door up close and personally.
The girl who slammed the door in Yami's face didn't notice him fall onto the ground and just kept chatting away with her friend and walked away. Yami slowly got up and brung a hand up to his head the world seemed to spin so fast.when he finally gathered up his composure, and the headache was down to a throb he opened the door and walked in.
As he walked passed the lunch tables everyone kept staring at him and the purple eye he had just received from Mr. Door. When he got to his regular table no one was there but Jou.
"Hey Yami.. Woah! What happened to you?" Jou asked starring at Yami's now purple eye.
"Someone gave me the pleasure of allowing my face met the green door of the cafateria." Yami said angerly. Recalling the dumb blonde that hit him with the door and didn't even say sorry. Yami then turned around and looked at jou who had began eating quietly with a sad look on his face.
"Um. Jou what happened between you and Kaiba, and Bakura and Ryou?" Yami asked quietly.
"I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT." Jou turned around and glared at Yami. "Okay then.." Yami turned and drank the water he had brought with him.
Just then Anzu and her crowd of schoolgirl lackys came and surrounded yami and jou's table. They all began to talk at the same time asking Yami questions about what happened to his eye.
"Oh Yami! What happened to you eye!" "Your beautiful face!" "Did you get into a fight? You're so brave! You won. Right?" "Hey Jou where's your BOYFRIEND" one girl asked annoyingly "Hey Yami when are you going to get a girlfriend? I'll be your girlfriend." "Hey hands off! Yami's mine!" "He's not yours he's mine!"
then they all began to chatter and bicker amongst themselves on who Yami belongs to. Anzu of course was the loudest of them all.
Just then Yugi came and saw the tips of Yami's hair and ran across the cafateria to reach Yami.
"Look I do not belong to ANY of you. WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!" Yami yelled.
Yugi was in the middle of trying to push through the crowd of girls surrounding yami when Yami suddenly shouted out loud. One of the girls that was surrounding yami and that yugi was trying to push to get in shoved him to the ground and then turned around and faced him.
"You heard him get away pip speak." The girl turned her nose up and tried to shove her way inside to see Yami.
Yugi's eyes filled with tears and he got up from the floor and ran out of the cafateria.
The Girls crowded around yami even more then the ex-pharaoh lost it.
"I SAID TO LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE ANZU!!! I MEAN IT TAKE YOUR STUPID LACKYS AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Yami yelled. He then got up from his seat and turned to jou.
"I'm sorry jou but I can't stand the crowd" he turned around and gave a pointed look at Anzu. "I'll see you later okay then we can talk. Okay?" Yami asked nudging Jou's shoulder.
"Hai. I'll see yous later then." Jou answered and quietly ate the rest of his sandwhich.
He turned his hair to glare at Anzu and her lackys once more, daring her to follow and walked out of the cafateria. As Yami walked down the hall a thought crossed his mind. [hey I haven't seen my hikari all day. Wonder where he could be.]
While he was walking the bell rang for fifth period and Yami proceeded to the second story for his math class with Mrs. Beckerman. Then he remembered something. Yang. He had a prank planned. Great. I swear one day he is going to go too far and that old lady is going to have a heart attack.
Mrs. Beckerman's math class proceeded uneventfully. Notes again. While yami was writing with his pen suddenly he heard a pop then..
"Shit!" Yami blurted. His pen had broken spilling ink all over his notes and desk. "ooops. Uh sorry my pen is leaking." Yami got up from his chair and through the pen away in the trash and grabbed some tissues from Mrs. Beckerman's desk. All the while she stared at him annoyed that he interupted her lecture on the unit circle. [Damn unit circle. When the hell am I going to use it? Probably never] yami thought as he got out another pen from his pocket and continued to write.
Then suddenly Yami looked over at Yang who was sitting by the window he has something in his hand that looked like a piece of string. Yami trailed the string with his eyes to something that was tied to Mrs. Beckerman's desk's leg. Yami opened his mouth to ask Yang when all of a sudden Yang pulled the string.
The smell filled the room in an instant bathing everyone it made contact with, with the stench of rotten eggs. Yang tried to keep himself from giving himself away but he wasn't doing a very good job.
"Everyone out of class! Immediately!" Mrs. Beckerman hurried everyone out of the classroom and glared at Yang who had the 'what did I do!' look on his face which wasn't fooling anyone especially Mrs. Beckerman.
"Yang! You come here this instant you are coming with me to the principles office" Mrs. Beckerman yanked Yang's shirt and pulled him towards the principle's office while he yelled "what did I do! I didn't do nuthin! You have no proof! You always blame me!" all the way down the hall.
Class was over in 2 minutes so everyone to the time to walk to their lockers and quickly get something before class began. The bell rang a couple of minutes later and Yami just started to walk to class.
He actually arrived on time to the one class that it didn't matter. Figures. He sat in the chair closest to the window and saved a spot next to him for Yugi. The clock ticked and the last straglers waltzed into the class and sat down. No sign of Yugi. Honda sat behind Yami writing in his book.
While Jou sat next to Honda, Away from Kaiba who was on the opposite side of the room anytime they would catch eachother's sight their glare was bad enough that everyone around them would cringe. It was the same with Ryou and Bakura only Bakura mumbled under his breathe about revenge, and sneviling mortals while Ryou just prayed to anyone who was listening to have patience with his Yami.
Total silence accept for he death glares exchanged by Kaiba and Jou, along with paper airplanes and big wads of paper being thrown at each other. Basically it was a war zone.
"Hey why isn't Yugi here?" Yami asked honda quietly earning a "shhh" from the teacher.
"I don't know I haven't seen him all day." Honda responded wary of the teacher's glance.
"Why the hell did we sit here? We are in the middle of a war zone." Yami asked honda who was ducking a paper ball that Jou threw at Kaiba.
"I don't know but it's too late to move. At least Bakura and Ryou aren't at war." Honda looked behind him at Bakura and to the side . way to the side was ryou who was next to Kaiba. "I wouldn't be to sure of that." Yami sated as he pointed to bakura who was in the process of making origami ninja stars and daggers.
"Your right. Paper cuts.. deadly weapons." Honda agreed moving up his chair a little trying to get out of the way.
Finally study hall ended and the bell rung only problem is that all of them had detention accept Honda.
They all proceeded to the detention room. Lucky for him Yami could serve his detention from Mr. Himatora in the main detention room.
Detention was the same as study hall only all of them sat AROUND yami. So everytime he looked up he intercepted a death glare from eaither Jou to Seto, or Bakura to Ryou or revesed. With each of them saking their hands that it was meant for the one across from them.
When they were finally release they all went their separate ways. Yami walked home wondering where Yugi was.
As yami walked into the back of the house he passed sugoroku putting away some dishes in the kitchen.
"Hey Grandpa where's Yugi?" Yami asked as he leaned against the kitchen's doorframe. "he said he was staying the night at a friends house." Sogoroku stated.
"hmm. Okay then I'll be upstairs" Yami walked away when Sugoroku's voice stoped him.
" I took care of your bed for you." Sugaroku stated simply giving yami a look of ' I todl you so' "uh so you found out about that huh?" Yami scratched the back of his head embarassed that he was caught.
"don't worry about it Yami. It's all taken care of." Sugaroku gave him a warm smile and returned to work. Yami just stared at the old man for a moment then replied. "Thank you." An climbed up the stairs. Yami reached the end of the stairs to his room pausing at Yugi's door. Tempted to go in and just lie in his bed. That always seemed to calm him down. Even though he knew it was wrong Yami walked into his Hikari's bedroom and layed down on his bed.
Breathing in the sent of his secret angel, he fell fast asleep trying to forget the worst day of his life.
A bright light shone through the crevices of the blinds as the sun rose higher in the azure sky, signaling the morning of a new day. The light glimmered and shined as it gently crept upon the face of the sleeping body in the king size bed, and awoke him from his deep slumber. The body twisted and writhed underneath the warm blankets in quiet protest trying to persuade sleep to claim him once more.
After an unsuccsessful battle, his deep crimson eyes cracked open from underneath the mass of blankets, only to be quickly shut once again shutting out the bright light in the room. After a couple of moments, the tired eyelids once again rose to reveal the sleepy red orbs glaring daggers at the light from the window which dared to awaken the Pharaoah from his slumber.
Then Yami's eyes flew open and he realized that he was no longer in Yugi's room but in his own room. He looked at clock and it said 5:01 in blinking red numbers. He hopped out of bed onto . wet carpet??
Yami stepped back to look at his bed and tripped on the same shoe that was left in the middle of the room.
"What the hell?" Yami got up and walked over to the dresser and picked up his watch. It read 6:45. "almost 7 o clock.. shit I'm late again!" Yami went to put the watch back onto the dresser when he slipped on the wet carpet he caught himself before he banged his head on the night stand but dropped the watch onto the ground.
He picked it off the floor and it was dripping wet. Then he turned to look at his dresser saw the big bold letters. MONDAY.