Note from the Author:
Hey guys Thank you to all who reviewed! I'm glad you liked it. First of all
to answer all of your questions. no I didn't get the idea from Groundhog's
day the movie although I didn't know that that was how that movie went (Now
I have to go watch it lol) I acutally go it from an episode of Stargate SG-
1 if any of you saw that episode it was my favorite. anywho
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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 unsuccessful 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 Pharaoh 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 sat up and looked at clock and it read 5:01 in blinking red numbers. He hopped out of bed onto . wet carpet? I thought Sugoroku fixed that?
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 but he caught himself before he banged his head on the night stand but accidentally 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 and saw the big bold letters. MONDAY.
"OK, you have got to be kidding me. Ha ha funny joke Yugi." Yami turned around and walked to the bathroom when he tripped on the same shoe as before and fell face first onto the wet carpet with a thud right onto some smelly socks. Yami groaned.
"Okay this is NOT FUNNY." Yami got up from the floor and threw the socks carelessly onto the dirty clothes hamper in the corner of the room that was already overflowing.
Yami finally reached the bathroom and stripped off his boxer shorts and stepped into the warm shower. The warm massaging liquid ran down his body and he was lost in the pleasure of just standing there, all troubles draining away with the dirty water.
Suddenly out of nowhere a burst of cold water came rushing out of the faucet evoking a startled cry from Yami that could be heard for miles. He Jumped hitting his head on the hanging faucet and knocking down all the shampoo bottles that were sitting on the shelf.
"NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yami yelled as he began to pick up all the fallen bottles and place them back onto the shelf. He quickly stepped out of the shower and went to wrap a towel around his waist when he noticed there were none. Except for one, very little towel. He quickly tied it around his waist and went into his room to look for something to wear.
He looked at his closet. Empty. He had forgotten to do the laundry AGAIN, so his only option was to wear his regular leather buckle vest and black leather pants plus his blue school jacket. Even though it was scorching hot outside and the temperature was liable to rise to 90 degrees later in the day.
He groaned at the thought of being stuck in a classroom on an extremely hot day, wearing leather. [Hey wait didn't this happen yesterday?? O well. must be déjà vu or something]
After getting dressed yami stops in front of the mirror when he sees that his hair isn't spiky but slouching. He tries to fix it but doesn't stay. Yami grabs the hair spray and sprays some on. Doesn't work. So he reaches for the mousse doesn't work. Only makes it worse. Now his hair is hard, and sticky.
"SHIT STUPID HAIR!!!!!" Yami tugs at it and now one of the spikes is out of proportion to the others. "Great. just great." Yami sighs and decides he's better off leaving it alone.
" Man it's hot in here." Yami goes over to the window and opens it where a light breeze begins to blow into the room.
"That's better." Yami states then looks over to his desk chair for his book bag when he sees it's not there. Yami begins to frantically search around the room for his missing book bag. He looked under the bed behind the dresser in the closet. The book bag was no where to be found.
"O well guess I'll just grab my notebook and books." As yami walks over to his desk he notices he placed his homework on top of his book, and his book right next to the open window where a slight breeze was blowing.
"NO. DON'T YOU DARE!!!" Yami lunged at the paper when it was suddenly blown out the window yami leaned out to grab it but was too late. The paper blew down to the next door neighbor's yard where the hired teen mower was mowing.
"WAIT DON'T STOP!!!!!!" Yami yelled frantically trying to catch the boy's attention. Didn't work though, he was wearing headphones. Yami watched helplessly as the lawnmower ran over his homework and massacred it. Turning his homework into worm food. "Great the one day I actually do my homework and it gets torn into little pieces." Yami sighed then slouched down onto the windowsill, when he realized he knocked his book out of the window.
"No!! Not that too!!!!" Said book was sliding down the roof and stop short and was halfway falling into the mud puddle that formed on the side of the house during rainy season.
Yami sighed. Just then the book fell.
"NO!!!!" squish. Was all yami heard and he knew that the book had fallen into the mud. "Great that one is going to cost me." Yami sighed once again. And gathered the rest of his things to go to school.
Yami rushed down the stairs only to be greeted by Sugoroku 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. But I have good reasons my bed sprung a leak, I fell, someone used up all the hot water, my homework flew out the window and was eaten by a stupid lawn mower my alarm clock shorted out." Yami began to ramble about the morning's events.
"Your bed sprung A leak!?" Sugoroku stared at Yami in disbelief. He knew that look. It was the one before he yelled your grounded.
"Uh. See ya later I gota run I'm late remember!!" Yami rushed past Sugoroku and was out the door before the old man could get a word in. [hurry up yami! You're going to miss the bus!] Yami rushed down the street to the bus stop on the corner.
To his surprise and overwhelming disappointment, he got there just in time to see the bus drive off, and the bunches of teenagers all laughing and pointing.
"Oh No you don't NOT TODAY" Yami yelled and took off running after the bus he almost caught up when he ran across a street and a speeding red car cut him off.
"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.
Yami began to walk down the sidewalk when he was suddenly knocked down, and almost run over, by speeding old lady in an 'amigo' motorized senior citizen scooter.
Not seeing who the culprit was. Yami did what he always does. He lost his temper. "WHAT THE HELL WHY DON'T YOU WATCH WHERE THE HELL YOUR GO.ing.." Yami's eyes widened when he sat up from the floor to face an angry old lady in a cart.
"Excuse me young man! I don't appreciate that language!" The old lady began to hit Yami with her purse.
"Hey lady you ran into me! Ouch that hurts!!" man shielding his head with his hands as the old woman began to pummel him with her purse.
"Would you stop that! it hurts!! What do you have in there BRICKS!!" Yami yelled through her hits.
"Well I never!!" the woman hit him one more time over the head with her purse and sped angrily away.
"Crazy old lady" Yami got up from the floor and dusted himself off when he noticed his books and notebook all over the floor with tire marks all over them where the old lady ran them over.
It was then that Yami noticed the crowd of people watching him and shaking their heads whispering things like, 'I never' or 'did you see that?' 'Attacking an old woman what is this world coming to'.
Yami lost his temper once again. "SHE RAN OVER ME!!!!!" The crowd dispersed all whispering 'how rude' and 'what an ungrateful brat'.
Yami mumbled something too. Along the lines of 'Damn people'
Yami finally arrives at the school gates and runs to his locker. Everyone is talking loudly in the hallway and walking to their classes. As he is running he slips and falls on his butt on the recently moped floor. Everyone in the hallway turns and looks at Yami who is 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 gets up from the floor trying to keep his temper down. [Only five minutes left to get my books.] He finds his locker and starts to enter the combination only to find that the stupid thing won't 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. Then the bell rings.
"Great now I'm late to class. JUST WONDERFUL!!!!!" Yami quickly grabs his things from the floor and stuffs them back into the locker room. 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 disappointed 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 unsuccessful.
"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 you're in luck Mr. Hitokiri I have a present for you. You get to come and visit me for an hour after school today. In detention." Mr. Himatora grinned evilly and handed Yami a small pink 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 run the rest of the way to school so it was sticking to his skin. His eyes were filled with something that yami had somewhere else before but he couldn't pin point it.
"Um.. Actually you won't believe what happened to it. I swear I did it. Honestly I did. But I left it by the window and you know how it was sort of breezy this morning well it blew out the window. and well.. it got ripped up into little pieces by a lawn mower." [He wouldn't believe me if I told him my grandfather died. So what's the point of arguing.] Yami shrugged.
"For the time that I have had you in my class you have never done your homework Yami. Why should I believe that outlandish story of yours, do you think I am a fool? Next time 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.
Yami glared at Mr. Himatora but quietly walked to his seat while He grumbles something under his breath along the lines of "Baka teacher", all the while Mr. Himatora is staring at his butt, and then Yami 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. [I know I'm not going crazy but I swear that I lived this day yesterday I just know it! I'm I going nuts? ] Yami thought as he made his way to his second period class.
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.
Just as he walks in he hears yells and shouts and sees all the students in a corner of the classroom crowded around some people arguing.
"What's going on here?!" Yami looks around the room. The teacher is nowhere to be found. Yami walked up to the huddled students and tapped one on the shoulder to find out what was going on.
"Hey what's going on here? Where's Mrs. Allaster?" Yami questioned the teen that was constantly turning his head back into the crowd.
"Didn't you hear? Mrs. Allaster had a breakdown or something. No one was listening to her in first period and she just lost it and yelled something about never teaching again and ran out of the room. The school doesn't have a substitute so they brought in another teacher but she ran out of the room to call the principle because they were fighting." The teen pointed to the center of the crowd where the shouts were coming from.
"What! Who's fighting?" Yami questioned. "Well take a look for yourself." The teen pointed to the crowd. Yami shoved his way through the crowd only to be shocked to see that Jou, Kaiba, Ryou, Bakura, Marik and Malik were all in the center yelling at each other.
"You damn bastard how could you!" Kaiba yelled at Jou threatening to throw a chair.
"Me the bastard? You're the one who gave that letter to your damn concubine!" Jou retorted grabbing another chair.
"Joey you don't know that." Ryou pointed out.
"Shut up Ryou no one wants to hear you." Bakura smirked.
"Don't Fucking talk to him like that he didn't do anything." Jou yelled at Bakura.
"GO TO HELL MORTAL!" Bakura snapped.
"Shut the fuck up Bakura no one was talking to you." Kaiba Yelled back.
"Stop it Bakura!" Malik yelled at Bakura
"Oh be quiet Malik" Ryou yelled.
"Hey! Don't fucking tell him what to do!" Marik Defended Malik
"I CAN DEFEND MYSELF MARIK!" Malik Yelled at Marik
"Could you morons go argue somewhere else I'm trying to talk here!" Kaiba yelled over all of them.
"NO!" Bakura yelled
"Yea we don't have to listen to you!" Jou yelled at Kaiba
"Oh shut the fuck up." Kaiba yelled at Jou.
"Why don't all of you shut the fuck up." Marik yelled.
Yami starred in disbelief as they continued to throw accusations and yell at each other back and forth.
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 each other and hurriedly and walked out of the room. Yami finally 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. When suddenly he was knocked down and he feel to the floor and began to gather he fallen things. 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 evilly with that evil glint in his eye every time 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 TOO 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 only this time it opened, but like before it spilled all of its contents onto the floor.
Yang seeing Yami's frustration helped him pick up his things and place them back into the locker.
"I understand but next time I'm pulling a prank on Mr. Himatora and your going to help me right? RIGHT?" Yang nudged Yami's shoulder and he shrugged.
"Fine. Deal." Yami stated slamming his locker door and walking to his third 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 disapprovingly from their desks.
Lunch time came around and Yami was exhausted as he walked down the outdoor hallway to the cafeteria, he was reading the 4 page assignment he had gotten in his forth period class and didn't notice the large metal poll right in front of his face.
Needless to say he ran right into it and fell onto the floor dropping everything in his hands in the process.
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 cafeteria roof. Yami growled deeply in his throat and stalked to the cafeteria.
Out of a hunch Yami went to grab the opposite door that he had grabbed 'Yesterday' the right one swung open to reveal the same stupid girl who hit him with it yesterday. Only as he watched her walk away, the door he was reaching for suddenly swung open, and hit him in the face and he was thrown into the pushes.
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 to meet the green door of the cafeteria." Yami said angrily. Recalling himself watch the dumb blonde that hit him with the door 'yesterday and didn't pay attention to the door he was in front of. 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, Bakura, Ryou, Marik, and Malik?" 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 lackeys came and surrounded yami and Jou's table.
"Uh Jou I'm going to leave right now, I can't deal with Anzu's posse of stupid girls. I really don't feel comfortable with them they are just so irritating. I'll talk to you later okay?" Yami stated urgently as Anzu and her friends approached. [Hey I haven't seen my hikari all day. Wonder where he could be.] Yami thought as he left the Cafeteria.
"Uh yea sure." Jou stated not paying attention to what Yami had said, other than bits and pieces.
Yami walked away from the lunch table and Anzu's crazy posse of girls, who saw Yami leave and ran after him, right when Yugi walked into the cafeteria.
"Hey Jou have you seen Yami lately?" Yugi asked Jou who was quietly eating his sandwich.
"Uh? Oh.. He said something about not being able to deal and not feeling comfortable, oh and something about someone being irritating I don't remember who though. Oh but he did leave in a hurry. About a second ago." Jou said still paying more attention to his own problems then anyone around him.
Yugi stared in shock at Jou's words. [He doesn't care about me. he doesn't.. feel. he . he.I shouldn't have written that letter!] Tears began to form in his eyes.
"Jou I'm going to go. I'll talk to you later okay?" Yugi whispered softly, barely audible. The tears now flowing freely down his cheeks.
Yugi walked away, not noticing that tears were rolling not only in his own eyes, but in Jou's as well. He also failed to notice that Jou was holding a letter.
In the hallway, Yami was walking thinking about how today was so similar to yesterday and how everyone thought it was Monday, when it was Tuesday. [How can it be Monday if yesterday was Monday. That's not possible.] Yami looked at his watch. [Monday. What has the whole world gone mad?] Yami thought in frustration.
Suddenly the bell rang. [Great. at least this horrible day is almost over.] 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. The whole time yami kept looking at Yang curiously who just winked and smiled and continued to write down the notes.
Then suddenly Yang put down his Pen and reached down and opened his book bag. Yami stared at Yang curiously as he proceeded to knock his book bag over. And to Yami's surprise 5 or 6 mice ran out and began to run throughout the classroom.
A girl in the front row caught sight of the mouse and screamed. "A RAT I SAW A RAT!!!!!!" Then all the girls screamed, meanwhile Yang was laughing his head off.
Yami knew that Mrs. Beckerman was deathly afraid of mice. So she was the first to Jump up on her desk and start screaming while everyone got up on their desks. Pointing to where they all were.
"THERE'S THOUSANDS OF THEM!!!" one girl yelled as she jumped up and down on her desk screaming.
Yami just shook his head in frustration as the cries of fear and terror continued. Luckily the janitors came quickly and caught all the mice but the bell rang soon after and Mrs. Beckerman was so close to having a heart attack that she forgot to give them homework.. 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 stragglers 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 each other'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 sniveling 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. I really don't know. Ouch! WATCH IT!" Honda yelled after an eraser thrown by Marik hit him in the forehead. It was aimed at Malik who had come late and sat in front of Honda.
Yami looked behind Honda to Malik who had a rubber band and was in the process of hitting Marik with it.
"Honda duck." Was all Yami could say when the rubber band when flying. Luckily Honda was able to duck it in time. Everything was quiet until Marik suddenly got up from his seat and yelled. "DAMN YOU MALIK!!!"
"That is quite enough Marik I will not have that kind of language in here!" the teacher yelled at Marik who just mumbled. "Baka teacher" and sat back down.
The bell rang and everyone except Honda and Yami were glaring at each other. Bakura was glaring at Ryou, who was glaring back. Marik was glaring at Malik who was also glaring right back. Kaiba was glaring at Jou who was throwing pieces of paper at him.
When they were finally release they all went their separate ways. Yami walked home wondering where Yugi was. As he walked along the sidewalk he approached the puddle but didn't notice.
Then a speeding, ruby red mustang convertible suddenly sped by right when he was standing next to the puddle soaking him with dirty water.
"Great. Just great." Yami stated walking the rest of the way home drenched in smelly water.
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 trying not to touch anything for fear of getting it dirty.
"He said he was staying the night at a friends house." Sugoroku stated and turned around to face Yami only to stare in shock. "What happened to you?" Sugoroku asked walking up to him and then walking a few steps back when he got a whiff of what Yami now smelled like.
"Pew. You stink you should go take a shower." Sugoroku states as he waved his hand in front of his nose.
"Hmm. Good idea. Okay then. I'll be upstairs" Yami walked away when Sugoroku's voice stopped him.
" I took care of your bed for you." Sugoroku stated simply giving yami a look of ' I told you so'
"Uh so you found out about that huh?" Yami scratched the back of his head embarrassed that he was caught.
"Don't worry about it Yami. It's all taken care of." Sugoroku gave him a warm smile and returned to work.
Yami just stared at the old man for a moment then replied. "Thank you." And climbed up the stairs.
Yami walked into his room and shut the door and shed his clothes and placed them on top of the already toppling over dirty hamper. And went into the bathroom to take a shower. This time the hot water lasted the whole shower and he DID NOT bump his head although when he got out he slipped and hit his head on the toilet seat.
"Ouch. That hurt." Yami stated as he rubbed his head walking out of the bathroom. He got into his pajamas and walked out to go see if he could go grab something to eat. Just as he reached the stairs he paused at Yugi's room. He was tempted to go in and just lie in Yugi's bed that always seemed to calm him down. Yugi always found a way to make him feel better. Since the little angel was no where to be found, he decided it would be okay if he went in there to take a little nap.
Even though he knew it was wrong Yami walked into his Hikari's bedroom and lay 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 unsuccessful 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 Pharaoh 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.
"What the fuck!! No that can't be right not again!!!!!! GOD DAMMIT WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!!!!!!!!!!!" Yami yelled as he jumped up and down in place frustrated as hell.
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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 unsuccessful 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 Pharaoh 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 sat up and looked at clock and it read 5:01 in blinking red numbers. He hopped out of bed onto . wet carpet? I thought Sugoroku fixed that?
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 but he caught himself before he banged his head on the night stand but accidentally 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 and saw the big bold letters. MONDAY.
"OK, you have got to be kidding me. Ha ha funny joke Yugi." Yami turned around and walked to the bathroom when he tripped on the same shoe as before and fell face first onto the wet carpet with a thud right onto some smelly socks. Yami groaned.
"Okay this is NOT FUNNY." Yami got up from the floor and threw the socks carelessly onto the dirty clothes hamper in the corner of the room that was already overflowing.
Yami finally reached the bathroom and stripped off his boxer shorts and stepped into the warm shower. The warm massaging liquid ran down his body and he was lost in the pleasure of just standing there, all troubles draining away with the dirty water.
Suddenly out of nowhere a burst of cold water came rushing out of the faucet evoking a startled cry from Yami that could be heard for miles. He Jumped hitting his head on the hanging faucet and knocking down all the shampoo bottles that were sitting on the shelf.
"NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yami yelled as he began to pick up all the fallen bottles and place them back onto the shelf. He quickly stepped out of the shower and went to wrap a towel around his waist when he noticed there were none. Except for one, very little towel. He quickly tied it around his waist and went into his room to look for something to wear.
He looked at his closet. Empty. He had forgotten to do the laundry AGAIN, so his only option was to wear his regular leather buckle vest and black leather pants plus his blue school jacket. Even though it was scorching hot outside and the temperature was liable to rise to 90 degrees later in the day.
He groaned at the thought of being stuck in a classroom on an extremely hot day, wearing leather. [Hey wait didn't this happen yesterday?? O well. must be déjà vu or something]
After getting dressed yami stops in front of the mirror when he sees that his hair isn't spiky but slouching. He tries to fix it but doesn't stay. Yami grabs the hair spray and sprays some on. Doesn't work. So he reaches for the mousse doesn't work. Only makes it worse. Now his hair is hard, and sticky.
"SHIT STUPID HAIR!!!!!" Yami tugs at it and now one of the spikes is out of proportion to the others. "Great. just great." Yami sighs and decides he's better off leaving it alone.
" Man it's hot in here." Yami goes over to the window and opens it where a light breeze begins to blow into the room.
"That's better." Yami states then looks over to his desk chair for his book bag when he sees it's not there. Yami begins to frantically search around the room for his missing book bag. He looked under the bed behind the dresser in the closet. The book bag was no where to be found.
"O well guess I'll just grab my notebook and books." As yami walks over to his desk he notices he placed his homework on top of his book, and his book right next to the open window where a slight breeze was blowing.
"NO. DON'T YOU DARE!!!" Yami lunged at the paper when it was suddenly blown out the window yami leaned out to grab it but was too late. The paper blew down to the next door neighbor's yard where the hired teen mower was mowing.
"WAIT DON'T STOP!!!!!!" Yami yelled frantically trying to catch the boy's attention. Didn't work though, he was wearing headphones. Yami watched helplessly as the lawnmower ran over his homework and massacred it. Turning his homework into worm food. "Great the one day I actually do my homework and it gets torn into little pieces." Yami sighed then slouched down onto the windowsill, when he realized he knocked his book out of the window.
"No!! Not that too!!!!" Said book was sliding down the roof and stop short and was halfway falling into the mud puddle that formed on the side of the house during rainy season.
Yami sighed. Just then the book fell.
"NO!!!!" squish. Was all yami heard and he knew that the book had fallen into the mud. "Great that one is going to cost me." Yami sighed once again. And gathered the rest of his things to go to school.
Yami rushed down the stairs only to be greeted by Sugoroku 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. But I have good reasons my bed sprung a leak, I fell, someone used up all the hot water, my homework flew out the window and was eaten by a stupid lawn mower my alarm clock shorted out." Yami began to ramble about the morning's events.
"Your bed sprung A leak!?" Sugoroku stared at Yami in disbelief. He knew that look. It was the one before he yelled your grounded.
"Uh. See ya later I gota run I'm late remember!!" Yami rushed past Sugoroku and was out the door before the old man could get a word in. [hurry up yami! You're going to miss the bus!] Yami rushed down the street to the bus stop on the corner.
To his surprise and overwhelming disappointment, he got there just in time to see the bus drive off, and the bunches of teenagers all laughing and pointing.
"Oh No you don't NOT TODAY" Yami yelled and took off running after the bus he almost caught up when he ran across a street and a speeding red car cut him off.
"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.
Yami began to walk down the sidewalk when he was suddenly knocked down, and almost run over, by speeding old lady in an 'amigo' motorized senior citizen scooter.
Not seeing who the culprit was. Yami did what he always does. He lost his temper. "WHAT THE HELL WHY DON'T YOU WATCH WHERE THE HELL YOUR GO.ing.." Yami's eyes widened when he sat up from the floor to face an angry old lady in a cart.
"Excuse me young man! I don't appreciate that language!" The old lady began to hit Yami with her purse.
"Hey lady you ran into me! Ouch that hurts!!" man shielding his head with his hands as the old woman began to pummel him with her purse.
"Would you stop that! it hurts!! What do you have in there BRICKS!!" Yami yelled through her hits.
"Well I never!!" the woman hit him one more time over the head with her purse and sped angrily away.
"Crazy old lady" Yami got up from the floor and dusted himself off when he noticed his books and notebook all over the floor with tire marks all over them where the old lady ran them over.
It was then that Yami noticed the crowd of people watching him and shaking their heads whispering things like, 'I never' or 'did you see that?' 'Attacking an old woman what is this world coming to'.
Yami lost his temper once again. "SHE RAN OVER ME!!!!!" The crowd dispersed all whispering 'how rude' and 'what an ungrateful brat'.
Yami mumbled something too. Along the lines of 'Damn people'
Yami finally arrives at the school gates and runs to his locker. Everyone is talking loudly in the hallway and walking to their classes. As he is running he slips and falls on his butt on the recently moped floor. Everyone in the hallway turns and looks at Yami who is 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 gets up from the floor trying to keep his temper down. [Only five minutes left to get my books.] He finds his locker and starts to enter the combination only to find that the stupid thing won't 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. Then the bell rings.
"Great now I'm late to class. JUST WONDERFUL!!!!!" Yami quickly grabs his things from the floor and stuffs them back into the locker room. 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 disappointed 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 unsuccessful.
"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 you're in luck Mr. Hitokiri I have a present for you. You get to come and visit me for an hour after school today. In detention." Mr. Himatora grinned evilly and handed Yami a small pink 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 run the rest of the way to school so it was sticking to his skin. His eyes were filled with something that yami had somewhere else before but he couldn't pin point it.
"Um.. Actually you won't believe what happened to it. I swear I did it. Honestly I did. But I left it by the window and you know how it was sort of breezy this morning well it blew out the window. and well.. it got ripped up into little pieces by a lawn mower." [He wouldn't believe me if I told him my grandfather died. So what's the point of arguing.] Yami shrugged.
"For the time that I have had you in my class you have never done your homework Yami. Why should I believe that outlandish story of yours, do you think I am a fool? Next time 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.
Yami glared at Mr. Himatora but quietly walked to his seat while He grumbles something under his breath along the lines of "Baka teacher", all the while Mr. Himatora is staring at his butt, and then Yami 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. [I know I'm not going crazy but I swear that I lived this day yesterday I just know it! I'm I going nuts? ] Yami thought as he made his way to his second period class.
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.
Just as he walks in he hears yells and shouts and sees all the students in a corner of the classroom crowded around some people arguing.
"What's going on here?!" Yami looks around the room. The teacher is nowhere to be found. Yami walked up to the huddled students and tapped one on the shoulder to find out what was going on.
"Hey what's going on here? Where's Mrs. Allaster?" Yami questioned the teen that was constantly turning his head back into the crowd.
"Didn't you hear? Mrs. Allaster had a breakdown or something. No one was listening to her in first period and she just lost it and yelled something about never teaching again and ran out of the room. The school doesn't have a substitute so they brought in another teacher but she ran out of the room to call the principle because they were fighting." The teen pointed to the center of the crowd where the shouts were coming from.
"What! Who's fighting?" Yami questioned. "Well take a look for yourself." The teen pointed to the crowd. Yami shoved his way through the crowd only to be shocked to see that Jou, Kaiba, Ryou, Bakura, Marik and Malik were all in the center yelling at each other.
"You damn bastard how could you!" Kaiba yelled at Jou threatening to throw a chair.
"Me the bastard? You're the one who gave that letter to your damn concubine!" Jou retorted grabbing another chair.
"Joey you don't know that." Ryou pointed out.
"Shut up Ryou no one wants to hear you." Bakura smirked.
"Don't Fucking talk to him like that he didn't do anything." Jou yelled at Bakura.
"GO TO HELL MORTAL!" Bakura snapped.
"Shut the fuck up Bakura no one was talking to you." Kaiba Yelled back.
"Stop it Bakura!" Malik yelled at Bakura
"Oh be quiet Malik" Ryou yelled.
"Hey! Don't fucking tell him what to do!" Marik Defended Malik
"I CAN DEFEND MYSELF MARIK!" Malik Yelled at Marik
"Could you morons go argue somewhere else I'm trying to talk here!" Kaiba yelled over all of them.
"NO!" Bakura yelled
"Yea we don't have to listen to you!" Jou yelled at Kaiba
"Oh shut the fuck up." Kaiba yelled at Jou.
"Why don't all of you shut the fuck up." Marik yelled.
Yami starred in disbelief as they continued to throw accusations and yell at each other back and forth.
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 each other and hurriedly and walked out of the room. Yami finally 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. When suddenly he was knocked down and he feel to the floor and began to gather he fallen things. 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 evilly with that evil glint in his eye every time 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 TOO 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 only this time it opened, but like before it spilled all of its contents onto the floor.
Yang seeing Yami's frustration helped him pick up his things and place them back into the locker.
"I understand but next time I'm pulling a prank on Mr. Himatora and your going to help me right? RIGHT?" Yang nudged Yami's shoulder and he shrugged.
"Fine. Deal." Yami stated slamming his locker door and walking to his third 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 disapprovingly from their desks.
Lunch time came around and Yami was exhausted as he walked down the outdoor hallway to the cafeteria, he was reading the 4 page assignment he had gotten in his forth period class and didn't notice the large metal poll right in front of his face.
Needless to say he ran right into it and fell onto the floor dropping everything in his hands in the process.
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 cafeteria roof. Yami growled deeply in his throat and stalked to the cafeteria.
Out of a hunch Yami went to grab the opposite door that he had grabbed 'Yesterday' the right one swung open to reveal the same stupid girl who hit him with it yesterday. Only as he watched her walk away, the door he was reaching for suddenly swung open, and hit him in the face and he was thrown into the pushes.
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 to meet the green door of the cafeteria." Yami said angrily. Recalling himself watch the dumb blonde that hit him with the door 'yesterday and didn't pay attention to the door he was in front of. 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, Bakura, Ryou, Marik, and Malik?" 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 lackeys came and surrounded yami and Jou's table.
"Uh Jou I'm going to leave right now, I can't deal with Anzu's posse of stupid girls. I really don't feel comfortable with them they are just so irritating. I'll talk to you later okay?" Yami stated urgently as Anzu and her friends approached. [Hey I haven't seen my hikari all day. Wonder where he could be.] Yami thought as he left the Cafeteria.
"Uh yea sure." Jou stated not paying attention to what Yami had said, other than bits and pieces.
Yami walked away from the lunch table and Anzu's crazy posse of girls, who saw Yami leave and ran after him, right when Yugi walked into the cafeteria.
"Hey Jou have you seen Yami lately?" Yugi asked Jou who was quietly eating his sandwich.
"Uh? Oh.. He said something about not being able to deal and not feeling comfortable, oh and something about someone being irritating I don't remember who though. Oh but he did leave in a hurry. About a second ago." Jou said still paying more attention to his own problems then anyone around him.
Yugi stared in shock at Jou's words. [He doesn't care about me. he doesn't.. feel. he . he.I shouldn't have written that letter!] Tears began to form in his eyes.
"Jou I'm going to go. I'll talk to you later okay?" Yugi whispered softly, barely audible. The tears now flowing freely down his cheeks.
Yugi walked away, not noticing that tears were rolling not only in his own eyes, but in Jou's as well. He also failed to notice that Jou was holding a letter.
In the hallway, Yami was walking thinking about how today was so similar to yesterday and how everyone thought it was Monday, when it was Tuesday. [How can it be Monday if yesterday was Monday. That's not possible.] Yami looked at his watch. [Monday. What has the whole world gone mad?] Yami thought in frustration.
Suddenly the bell rang. [Great. at least this horrible day is almost over.] 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. The whole time yami kept looking at Yang curiously who just winked and smiled and continued to write down the notes.
Then suddenly Yang put down his Pen and reached down and opened his book bag. Yami stared at Yang curiously as he proceeded to knock his book bag over. And to Yami's surprise 5 or 6 mice ran out and began to run throughout the classroom.
A girl in the front row caught sight of the mouse and screamed. "A RAT I SAW A RAT!!!!!!" Then all the girls screamed, meanwhile Yang was laughing his head off.
Yami knew that Mrs. Beckerman was deathly afraid of mice. So she was the first to Jump up on her desk and start screaming while everyone got up on their desks. Pointing to where they all were.
"THERE'S THOUSANDS OF THEM!!!" one girl yelled as she jumped up and down on her desk screaming.
Yami just shook his head in frustration as the cries of fear and terror continued. Luckily the janitors came quickly and caught all the mice but the bell rang soon after and Mrs. Beckerman was so close to having a heart attack that she forgot to give them homework.. 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 stragglers 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 each other'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 sniveling 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. I really don't know. Ouch! WATCH IT!" Honda yelled after an eraser thrown by Marik hit him in the forehead. It was aimed at Malik who had come late and sat in front of Honda.
Yami looked behind Honda to Malik who had a rubber band and was in the process of hitting Marik with it.
"Honda duck." Was all Yami could say when the rubber band when flying. Luckily Honda was able to duck it in time. Everything was quiet until Marik suddenly got up from his seat and yelled. "DAMN YOU MALIK!!!"
"That is quite enough Marik I will not have that kind of language in here!" the teacher yelled at Marik who just mumbled. "Baka teacher" and sat back down.
The bell rang and everyone except Honda and Yami were glaring at each other. Bakura was glaring at Ryou, who was glaring back. Marik was glaring at Malik who was also glaring right back. Kaiba was glaring at Jou who was throwing pieces of paper at him.
When they were finally release they all went their separate ways. Yami walked home wondering where Yugi was. As he walked along the sidewalk he approached the puddle but didn't notice.
Then a speeding, ruby red mustang convertible suddenly sped by right when he was standing next to the puddle soaking him with dirty water.
"Great. Just great." Yami stated walking the rest of the way home drenched in smelly water.
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 trying not to touch anything for fear of getting it dirty.
"He said he was staying the night at a friends house." Sugoroku stated and turned around to face Yami only to stare in shock. "What happened to you?" Sugoroku asked walking up to him and then walking a few steps back when he got a whiff of what Yami now smelled like.
"Pew. You stink you should go take a shower." Sugoroku states as he waved his hand in front of his nose.
"Hmm. Good idea. Okay then. I'll be upstairs" Yami walked away when Sugoroku's voice stopped him.
" I took care of your bed for you." Sugoroku stated simply giving yami a look of ' I told you so'
"Uh so you found out about that huh?" Yami scratched the back of his head embarrassed that he was caught.
"Don't worry about it Yami. It's all taken care of." Sugoroku gave him a warm smile and returned to work.
Yami just stared at the old man for a moment then replied. "Thank you." And climbed up the stairs.
Yami walked into his room and shut the door and shed his clothes and placed them on top of the already toppling over dirty hamper. And went into the bathroom to take a shower. This time the hot water lasted the whole shower and he DID NOT bump his head although when he got out he slipped and hit his head on the toilet seat.
"Ouch. That hurt." Yami stated as he rubbed his head walking out of the bathroom. He got into his pajamas and walked out to go see if he could go grab something to eat. Just as he reached the stairs he paused at Yugi's room. He was tempted to go in and just lie in Yugi's bed that always seemed to calm him down. Yugi always found a way to make him feel better. Since the little angel was no where to be found, he decided it would be okay if he went in there to take a little nap.
Even though he knew it was wrong Yami walked into his Hikari's bedroom and lay 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 unsuccessful 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 Pharaoh 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.
"What the fuck!! No that can't be right not again!!!!!! GOD DAMMIT WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!!!!!!!!!!!" Yami yelled as he jumped up and down in place frustrated as hell.