I'm back. Once again I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! I only own little Sarah and
Mrs. Brenda. I have no idea what their teacher's name really is, or
anything about their school really, except what their uniforms look like.
So, I made it up! Oh, and please excuse the characters if they're a
bit OOC...Have fun!
Two days later was Monday, and the 'gang' was all crowded around Ryou and Sarah's desks chatting about Tristan's party. "When is he supposed to get back?" Yugi asked.
"Wednesday, at about three in the afternoon," Tea said. "That only gives us two hours to get him to the Game Shop from the airport. I hope that'll be enough."
"Sure it will. Just tell him there'll be food there and he'll go running!" Joey teased. They all laughed and quickly looked up as the door opened. Mrs. Brenda, the history teacher, walked in and commanded the students to return to their seats. Yugi, Tea, and Joey retreated to the back, and Yami moved to his desk beside the window. He loved his seat, because he could daydream out the window whenever he got bored. There was only one drawback...
"Oww!" he exclaimed as a paper airplane hit the back of his head. He turned around and saw Bakura waving happily at him. Grr...I hate sitting in front of him! he thought angrily.
Bakura leaned back in his seat and propped his feet on his desk. Mrs. Brenda rolled her eyes. She gave up trying to discipline him long ago. He gave Marik a look and Marik turned around to face Yami, who sat behind him. He was sandwiched between his enemies. "How's your head doing today? Feeling any better?" he asked sweetly, smiling slyly.
"I feel perfect. Perfect enough to punch your lights out at least," Yami replied roughly.
"That sounds like a threat, Pharaoh," Bakura said from behind him. "Don't go getting yourself into anything you can't get out of."
Yami whipped around angrily. "I can take you any day, tomb robber! You just name the time and place!"
Bakura smirked. His plan was working. "Today, after school, right outside the elementary playground. Let's see if you can stand on your own two feet." Bakura heard a disapproving sigh. He looked to the seat beside him and saw Sarah shaking her head.
"You shouldn't mess with them anymore, Yami," she said. "They're nothing but jerks, trying to get on your nerves."
"I'm trying to get them to stop!" he said defensively.
"Getting your butt kicked is not going to make them stop bullying you!" she exclaimed.
"Well, looks like your friend is rooting against you, Pharaoh!" Bakura said. "She doesn't even think you can beat us." He gave Sarah an evil grin and she sunk down into her seat, turning red.
Yami made a fist and turned around to face the teacher. In a few minutes, another paper hit him in the head. He glared around at Bakura, but he just shrugged and pointed to Sarah. Yami opened the paper ball and read:
I didn't mean it that way. I just don't want you to get hurt again. Please don't fight them today! Sarah
He looked at her and shook his head stubbornly. He was going to anyway. She frowned and scribbled in her notebook furiously.
"Would you four like to pay attention today?" Mrs. Brenda asked. "I don't like giving detentions to people their second day, but I will," she said, addressing Sarah. They all shut up and pretended to pay attention, but they were all thinking about this afternoon. So was Ryou, who had chosen not to join the conversation. He was trying to think of ways to distract Yami from fighting today.
The bell rang at 2:30. To Yami, it sounded like a death clock. To Bakura and Marik, it was the sound of joy. They made their way to the playground and sat down against the wall.
Ryou had told the others about what happened, and they were trying to stop Yami from going. "If I don't show up, they'll think I'm a coward!" he shouted.
"You aren't being chicken, you're being smart by staying away!" Joey said.
"There's no telling what will happen to you today, with both of them on you!" Tea said. "I will not let you do this!"
"Me neither," said Yugi. "As your friend and other half, I have to object to you doing this!"
"There's no way any of you can stop me," Yami said and walked off.
Joey sighed and trotted after him. "I was afraid I'd havta do this!" He picked Yami up by the waist and slung him over his shoulder. "What the heck do you think you're doing?!?!" he shouted. Joey carried him, flailing his arms and legs, into the boys' bathroom and threw him in a stall, locking and jamming the door shut. "You know this one's been broken for ever. The door is stuck. I'll come get you out when Marik and Bakura leave."
"YOU GET ME OUT OF HERE THIS SECOND JOEY WHEELER!!!!" Yami shouted at the top of his lungs, pounding on the door.
"It'll keep you out of trouble!" Joey shouted back, running out of the bathroom. "I took care of him," he told the others when he got back. Yugi, Tea, Ryou, Sarah, and Joey herded over to where Bakura and Marik were sitting.
"Well, where is he?" Bakura asked, standing up.
"He's not coming," Yugi said.
"He doesn't have to prove anything to you," Tea said angrily.
"So, the little bug bailed," Marik said, standing up too. "Knew he wouldn't last."
"He did not run away!" Ryou yelled. "Joey locked him up to keep him from getting hurt."
"So, he needs his friends to keep him out of trouble?" Marik taunted.
"Well, who cares anyway," Bakura said, pretending to sound bored. "We'll take a substitution." His eyes scanned the pathetic-looking group and came to rest on Sarah, who was clutching her books to her chest furiously.
"Oh no you don't!" Ryou shouted and jumped in front of her.
Bakura smirked. "Well isn't that sweet? Protecting your girlfriend are we?" He and Marik laughed loudly, making Ryou turn a furious shade of crimson.
"You shut up!" he commanded.
"Come on guys," Yugi said quickly. "Let's get out of here. We've got a party to prepare for!" They turned and walked away, Ryou glaring knives at Bakura.
Bakura looked after them, disappointed. He was looking forward to beating the crap out of the pharaoh. He looked at Ryou, grabbing Sarah's arm protectively. He was beginning to see what his pathetic other self saw in her. Her hair was blowing gently in the wind, and the sun was reflecting off her eyes like the sunset reflected off the ocean. He stared at her for a minute then leaned over to Marik. "They said something about a party, didn't they?"
Marik nodded. "Whadaya say we crash it?"
Two days later was Monday, and the 'gang' was all crowded around Ryou and Sarah's desks chatting about Tristan's party. "When is he supposed to get back?" Yugi asked.
"Wednesday, at about three in the afternoon," Tea said. "That only gives us two hours to get him to the Game Shop from the airport. I hope that'll be enough."
"Sure it will. Just tell him there'll be food there and he'll go running!" Joey teased. They all laughed and quickly looked up as the door opened. Mrs. Brenda, the history teacher, walked in and commanded the students to return to their seats. Yugi, Tea, and Joey retreated to the back, and Yami moved to his desk beside the window. He loved his seat, because he could daydream out the window whenever he got bored. There was only one drawback...
"Oww!" he exclaimed as a paper airplane hit the back of his head. He turned around and saw Bakura waving happily at him. Grr...I hate sitting in front of him! he thought angrily.
Bakura leaned back in his seat and propped his feet on his desk. Mrs. Brenda rolled her eyes. She gave up trying to discipline him long ago. He gave Marik a look and Marik turned around to face Yami, who sat behind him. He was sandwiched between his enemies. "How's your head doing today? Feeling any better?" he asked sweetly, smiling slyly.
"I feel perfect. Perfect enough to punch your lights out at least," Yami replied roughly.
"That sounds like a threat, Pharaoh," Bakura said from behind him. "Don't go getting yourself into anything you can't get out of."
Yami whipped around angrily. "I can take you any day, tomb robber! You just name the time and place!"
Bakura smirked. His plan was working. "Today, after school, right outside the elementary playground. Let's see if you can stand on your own two feet." Bakura heard a disapproving sigh. He looked to the seat beside him and saw Sarah shaking her head.
"You shouldn't mess with them anymore, Yami," she said. "They're nothing but jerks, trying to get on your nerves."
"I'm trying to get them to stop!" he said defensively.
"Getting your butt kicked is not going to make them stop bullying you!" she exclaimed.
"Well, looks like your friend is rooting against you, Pharaoh!" Bakura said. "She doesn't even think you can beat us." He gave Sarah an evil grin and she sunk down into her seat, turning red.
Yami made a fist and turned around to face the teacher. In a few minutes, another paper hit him in the head. He glared around at Bakura, but he just shrugged and pointed to Sarah. Yami opened the paper ball and read:
I didn't mean it that way. I just don't want you to get hurt again. Please don't fight them today! Sarah
He looked at her and shook his head stubbornly. He was going to anyway. She frowned and scribbled in her notebook furiously.
"Would you four like to pay attention today?" Mrs. Brenda asked. "I don't like giving detentions to people their second day, but I will," she said, addressing Sarah. They all shut up and pretended to pay attention, but they were all thinking about this afternoon. So was Ryou, who had chosen not to join the conversation. He was trying to think of ways to distract Yami from fighting today.
The bell rang at 2:30. To Yami, it sounded like a death clock. To Bakura and Marik, it was the sound of joy. They made their way to the playground and sat down against the wall.
Ryou had told the others about what happened, and they were trying to stop Yami from going. "If I don't show up, they'll think I'm a coward!" he shouted.
"You aren't being chicken, you're being smart by staying away!" Joey said.
"There's no telling what will happen to you today, with both of them on you!" Tea said. "I will not let you do this!"
"Me neither," said Yugi. "As your friend and other half, I have to object to you doing this!"
"There's no way any of you can stop me," Yami said and walked off.
Joey sighed and trotted after him. "I was afraid I'd havta do this!" He picked Yami up by the waist and slung him over his shoulder. "What the heck do you think you're doing?!?!" he shouted. Joey carried him, flailing his arms and legs, into the boys' bathroom and threw him in a stall, locking and jamming the door shut. "You know this one's been broken for ever. The door is stuck. I'll come get you out when Marik and Bakura leave."
"YOU GET ME OUT OF HERE THIS SECOND JOEY WHEELER!!!!" Yami shouted at the top of his lungs, pounding on the door.
"It'll keep you out of trouble!" Joey shouted back, running out of the bathroom. "I took care of him," he told the others when he got back. Yugi, Tea, Ryou, Sarah, and Joey herded over to where Bakura and Marik were sitting.
"Well, where is he?" Bakura asked, standing up.
"He's not coming," Yugi said.
"He doesn't have to prove anything to you," Tea said angrily.
"So, the little bug bailed," Marik said, standing up too. "Knew he wouldn't last."
"He did not run away!" Ryou yelled. "Joey locked him up to keep him from getting hurt."
"So, he needs his friends to keep him out of trouble?" Marik taunted.
"Well, who cares anyway," Bakura said, pretending to sound bored. "We'll take a substitution." His eyes scanned the pathetic-looking group and came to rest on Sarah, who was clutching her books to her chest furiously.
"Oh no you don't!" Ryou shouted and jumped in front of her.
Bakura smirked. "Well isn't that sweet? Protecting your girlfriend are we?" He and Marik laughed loudly, making Ryou turn a furious shade of crimson.
"You shut up!" he commanded.
"Come on guys," Yugi said quickly. "Let's get out of here. We've got a party to prepare for!" They turned and walked away, Ryou glaring knives at Bakura.
Bakura looked after them, disappointed. He was looking forward to beating the crap out of the pharaoh. He looked at Ryou, grabbing Sarah's arm protectively. He was beginning to see what his pathetic other self saw in her. Her hair was blowing gently in the wind, and the sun was reflecting off her eyes like the sunset reflected off the ocean. He stared at her for a minute then leaned over to Marik. "They said something about a party, didn't they?"
Marik nodded. "Whadaya say we crash it?"