A/N: *teary-eyed* Thanks Koishii No Tenshi, HieiTheDarkGem, and Safire1!! You're reviews…they were BEAUTIFUL!!
Joey: ^^ They loooove me.
You weren't in the last chapter!
Joey: But I was MENTIONED in it.
…good point.
If you haven't figured it out by now, this fic doesn't exactly follow the show's story. For instance, Ryou has two parents who have never been to Egypt before, and in the show, his mom and sister are dead and his father makes a living by going to Egypt. Just to clear it up, it's MY story!! ^^
Disclaimer: No own Yu-Gi-Oh! …did that rhyme? O.O … ^^;; Read and enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~*Up in Smoke*~*~*~*~*~
'Urg…dat's the last time I get shot.' The blonde sits up in bed, trying to shake off his drowsiness. 'Eh? Who put me in here?' He grabs a handful of blankets. 'Aw, why's it gotta be so nice?'
"…Joey?"
"Ah! Ghost!"
"No, just me." Mokuba swings the door open and steps inside. "Feeling better?"
"A little…head hurts like hell."
"Seto thought you'd be better off in a bed. He carried you up here, ya know."
"…he did?" He closes his eyes, trying to remember. "But…hey! He's da one who let me get up an' walk around when I shoulda been restin'! It's his fault!"
"I'm sure he didn't mean for you to get hurt again."
He waited for a reply, but none came.
"Well…you think you can manage some breakfast?"
"Huh?" Something clicks in his head. "Food! FOODFOODFOODFOOD!! He jumps out of bed. "Where's da food!? Gimme da food!"
"It's downstairs in the kit-"
"FOOOOOOD!!!" He runs out of the room, unaware of the pain coursing through his leg. "Oh God, food!" He flies down the steps and skids into the kitchen, barely missing the other Kaiba as he dives at the table. "FOOD!?"
"I see you're awake."
"I'm hungry!"
"And you're walking."
"What's dat supposed ta mean?" A stab of pain alerts him to his surroundings. "Shit!" He clutches at his leg. "Damn, damn, damnit, damnit-"
"Don't tell me you forgot."
"I didn't forGET, I was just caught up in da moment."
"Whatever. Breakfast will be here shortly."
"…you mean it's not here?"
"Do you see any food?"
"Nooo…"
"There's your answer."
"Pfft. I'll show ya an answer…"
"What was that?"
"Nuttin'." He sits in silence for a few minutes, becoming more and more aware of himself under the steady gaze of the brunette. "Is somethin' wrong?"
He continues to stare. "Just wondering why I've never seen you at school before. You do go to Domino High, don't you?"
"Yeah, I go there. What's it ta you?"
"…Joey Wheeler? Hmm. I've heard about you before."
He hides a grin. "You have?"
"Of course, now I understand. You're the one who always gets in those stupid fights."
"Hey, it's not like I can help it. When you gotta friend like Yug…"
"Yugi Motou?"
"…yeah."
'He's friends with that little brat? But how could…' He shuts his eyes. He absolutely DESPISED that boy, but he wasn't going to let Joey know that.
"You have to be an idiot to get into that many fights."
"I ain't dumb!"
"That's why I must never see you. You're in all the slower classes." He chuckles.
'Is he…laughin'…at ME!?' "Why I ought a-"
"Save your breath. I have no desire to listen to your childish insults. Besides," he gives him an icy glare. "You would lose."
'Wait, is talkin' about name-callin' or fightin'?' He shudders slightly. 'Eithah way, I think he WOULD win. He's scary.'
The said teen grins. "What's the matter? Did the puppy lose his appetite?"
'PUPPY!?' "What about you?"
He frowns. He was expecting at least SOME kind of comeback. "What about me?"
'Why did I just say that? I should dis 'em or somethin'!' "Who are you?"
"…you don't know?"
"Should I?"
'YES.' "I suppose not."
'What's he mean?' "Then what's da big deal?"
"No big deal…" 'Only that I'm the most powerful man you'll ever meet.'
"Fine then." 'Dis is gettin' weird…'
They sit in awkward silence until the doorbell rings.
"Uh, I'll get it!"
"Don't."
"Wha?"
"Your leg."
"…oh yeah."
"I'LL get it!" The younger Kaiba races down the stairs to retrieve the pizza, not bothering to pay. Seto always took care of that stuff. "Thank you!" He waddles into the kitchen, balancing two boxes and a coke in his hands. "Anyone hungry?"
"…you guys ordah pizza for breakfast?"
"And you're complaining?"
"NO."
Mokuba laughs. "Thought you looked a little thin, so we got two. What about you Seto?"
"I'm…not hungry. I'm going to do some work. I'll be down in a little bit to check on you."
"Oh…okay."
They watch him leave the room.
"Whadda jerk. Won't even eat breakfast with us!"
The black-haired boy giggles despite the insult to his brother. "He's always busy, so get used to it. But you should be grateful, he skipped school for you!"
"…he did?"
"Yeah, he wanted to make sure you were okay. He's gonna go tomorrow, though. Then after that it's break!"
"It's gonna be break soon? Oh…" His eyes widen a little. "Does dat mean…I gotta go home?"
"I'm not sure…I'll talk to Seto about it!"
"What about da pi--"
"I already ate, it's okay. I'll be right back!" He calls behind him.
"…and without furthah ado…" The remaining boy opens the box…and immediately shuts it. "I know a cold pizza when I smell one." He looks around. "Micrawave, micrawave, micrawave, MICRAWAVE!" He nearly sprints to the counter in joy. "…waida minute." He starts hopping on one foot. "There we go!"
He carries the food over to the rather large appliance and pops it in, box and all.
Then he gets confused.
"What're all these buttons!?" There were about thirty of them, all neatly lined up in a way he never thought possible. "It came…from outtah space!" He quickly hits the three and zero button, then something that resembles 'cook'. Sure enough it starts up, humming and rotating the food.
"Oh yeah, who's da man!? JOEY'S DA MAN!!" He does a short victory dance (the pain!) before calling it quits and heading upstairs to get changed. "Eh, it'll only take a minute. The pizza'll definitely be done by da time I get back."
He limps over to the staircase and grabs the railing tightly. "I jus' gotta take it easy. I can do this." He takes a step. "That ain't so bad." He takes another, shifting the weight to his bad leg. "Ah, damn it, ow!" He tries hopping up on one leg. Unfortunately, every time his foot makes contact with a step, the vibration sends jolts of pain to his other leg. "Ugh, didn't work!"
He continues to experiment. "Nope." He tries crawling. "Guh, notta chance!" He makes it about halfway before taking break. "Dat took a while. Wondah what time it is?"
"JOOOOOOOEEYYYYYY!!!"
"Gah!" He nearly falls over in surprise.
"What are you DOING down there!?"
"I ain't doin' nothin'!" He smells the air. "Uh, I think ya burnin' somethin' Kaiba!"
"No, YOU are!"
"I am?"
"I leave you alone for half an hour and you set the house on fire!?"
"But I didn't set da house on fi---" He stops, blinks, and looks up at the now smoke-covered ceiling. "Da pizza…oh no! HEEELLLPPPP!!"
"I'm going to KILL you dog!"
"Shuddup and help me save da pizza!"
Blue eyes narrow as they round the corner. "Damnit!" He jumps over the railing, landing on a step halfway down. "Come here!" He grabs the smaller teen by the waist and throws him over his shoulder.
"Whaddya think you're doin'!?"
"Shut-UP!" He finishes the staircase in a breeze and races to the kitchen.
'Heheh. My butt's right by his head. If I let one fly…'
"Don't you even THINK about moving!" He puts him quickly on the table.
"Ah! Save da pizza! SAVE DA PIZZA!!"
He rushes to the counter and opens the microwave, covering his face with a sleeve. "Oh God!" He chokes on the thick smoke. "You-" *cough* "-idiot!"
No answer.
"Joey!?"
He squints at the table.
No answer.
"Shit!" He runs back and scoops up the still figure. 'Forgot about his punctured lung…'
He retreats to the living room, Joey motionless in his arms. 'I don't hear him breathing. Maybe he needs CPR…'
Before he knew it, he was lowering his face down to meet Joey's.
He hesitates, taking a breath just inches above the other's lips.
Then he heard a moan.
"Nnn…ya do that a lot."
He pulls back.
"What?"
Honey eyes flutter open. "Ya carry me like a princess."
"Ugh." He drops him roughly on the couch. "Repulsive."
He reaches a hand up to his chest, wincing in pain. "Did ya save the pizza?"
"Unless you like it black and extra crispy, no."
"Damn. At least we still got one of 'em."
He crosses his arms, trying to regain his posture after the little misunderstanding. "I want a new microwave."
"What's wrong with the micrawave?"
"There's pizza guts all over it and the smell will never go away."
"Sure it will, just gotta use a little air freshener…"
"I want a new microwave."
"Ya live in a big 'ol mansion, you should have no problem."
His eyes narrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "No. I want one from you."
"From me?" He waves a hand in front of him dismissively. "I don't do gifts."
"Not a gift. Compensation."
"I ain't gettin' ya a new micrawave."
"Well, if you're not going to be useful around here, there's no point in me letting you stay…"
"I'm gettin' ya a new microwave."
"I thought you'd see it my way."
"…jus' as soon as I get a job."
He ignores this last comment. "Why did you try to cook the pizza for thirty minutes?"
"Thirty minutes?! …I thought I was puttin' it in for thirty seconds…"
"You should really learn how to use a microwave. It might come in handy someday."
"It ain't MY fault! Dat stupid thing had too many buttons!"
He shakes his head. "Sad puppy. I thought you could at least handle a simple kitchen appliance…"
"I ain't a puppy Kaiba."
'Heh…he sounds almost serious.' "What were you going upstairs for?"
"Ta change my clothes. Evah heard of it?"
"Ever hear of a shower?"
"Cuz' I know where your bathroom is."
"That's why you ask."
He looks at him incredulously. "Ya ain't da most friendly person."
"So?"
"…forget it."
The sound of small footsteps reaches their ears. "Um, Seto?"
"Yes Mokuba?"
"The T.V…."
He frowns. He knew he didn't watch television. "Is it important?"
"Well…" He glances at Joey.
"…I see." The older one walks over to the staircase, pausing before the first step. "Stay here."
"Wha?"
He disappears without another word.
'…what was dat all bout?' He rubs his eyes wearily. 'The TV…what could be on the TV…why did Mokuba look at me?' He stops. 'Could it be…'
A small gasp.
'Did they find 'em?'
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A/N: Bwa haha! Who is Joey talking about? Will it change anything? Will Kaiba even care!?
Seto: I'm going to kill you…
^^ CPR, huh?
Seto: Yes! CPR! C-P-R!! Nothing else!
Now, now-
Seto: Leave me alone you sick freak! We just met each other!
But that doesn't count for your past life, now does it?
Seto: I hate you.
…awww, isn't he so cute?
Seto: *twitch*
Remember, next chapter switches to Yugi and Ryou and people! ^^ Ah yes, about Yami and Bakura. They're not here yet. They'll come around in the next chapter (I doubt it) or the chapter after it with these people. This'll probably be a long story since everyone's just meeting each other. Hope you like it!
And review! It makes me happy! I write when I'm happy! So pleeeaaseee review!! XD
Joey: ^^ They loooove me.
You weren't in the last chapter!
Joey: But I was MENTIONED in it.
…good point.
If you haven't figured it out by now, this fic doesn't exactly follow the show's story. For instance, Ryou has two parents who have never been to Egypt before, and in the show, his mom and sister are dead and his father makes a living by going to Egypt. Just to clear it up, it's MY story!! ^^
Disclaimer: No own Yu-Gi-Oh! …did that rhyme? O.O … ^^;; Read and enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~*Up in Smoke*~*~*~*~*~
'Urg…dat's the last time I get shot.' The blonde sits up in bed, trying to shake off his drowsiness. 'Eh? Who put me in here?' He grabs a handful of blankets. 'Aw, why's it gotta be so nice?'
"…Joey?"
"Ah! Ghost!"
"No, just me." Mokuba swings the door open and steps inside. "Feeling better?"
"A little…head hurts like hell."
"Seto thought you'd be better off in a bed. He carried you up here, ya know."
"…he did?" He closes his eyes, trying to remember. "But…hey! He's da one who let me get up an' walk around when I shoulda been restin'! It's his fault!"
"I'm sure he didn't mean for you to get hurt again."
He waited for a reply, but none came.
"Well…you think you can manage some breakfast?"
"Huh?" Something clicks in his head. "Food! FOODFOODFOODFOOD!! He jumps out of bed. "Where's da food!? Gimme da food!"
"It's downstairs in the kit-"
"FOOOOOOD!!!" He runs out of the room, unaware of the pain coursing through his leg. "Oh God, food!" He flies down the steps and skids into the kitchen, barely missing the other Kaiba as he dives at the table. "FOOD!?"
"I see you're awake."
"I'm hungry!"
"And you're walking."
"What's dat supposed ta mean?" A stab of pain alerts him to his surroundings. "Shit!" He clutches at his leg. "Damn, damn, damnit, damnit-"
"Don't tell me you forgot."
"I didn't forGET, I was just caught up in da moment."
"Whatever. Breakfast will be here shortly."
"…you mean it's not here?"
"Do you see any food?"
"Nooo…"
"There's your answer."
"Pfft. I'll show ya an answer…"
"What was that?"
"Nuttin'." He sits in silence for a few minutes, becoming more and more aware of himself under the steady gaze of the brunette. "Is somethin' wrong?"
He continues to stare. "Just wondering why I've never seen you at school before. You do go to Domino High, don't you?"
"Yeah, I go there. What's it ta you?"
"…Joey Wheeler? Hmm. I've heard about you before."
He hides a grin. "You have?"
"Of course, now I understand. You're the one who always gets in those stupid fights."
"Hey, it's not like I can help it. When you gotta friend like Yug…"
"Yugi Motou?"
"…yeah."
'He's friends with that little brat? But how could…' He shuts his eyes. He absolutely DESPISED that boy, but he wasn't going to let Joey know that.
"You have to be an idiot to get into that many fights."
"I ain't dumb!"
"That's why I must never see you. You're in all the slower classes." He chuckles.
'Is he…laughin'…at ME!?' "Why I ought a-"
"Save your breath. I have no desire to listen to your childish insults. Besides," he gives him an icy glare. "You would lose."
'Wait, is talkin' about name-callin' or fightin'?' He shudders slightly. 'Eithah way, I think he WOULD win. He's scary.'
The said teen grins. "What's the matter? Did the puppy lose his appetite?"
'PUPPY!?' "What about you?"
He frowns. He was expecting at least SOME kind of comeback. "What about me?"
'Why did I just say that? I should dis 'em or somethin'!' "Who are you?"
"…you don't know?"
"Should I?"
'YES.' "I suppose not."
'What's he mean?' "Then what's da big deal?"
"No big deal…" 'Only that I'm the most powerful man you'll ever meet.'
"Fine then." 'Dis is gettin' weird…'
They sit in awkward silence until the doorbell rings.
"Uh, I'll get it!"
"Don't."
"Wha?"
"Your leg."
"…oh yeah."
"I'LL get it!" The younger Kaiba races down the stairs to retrieve the pizza, not bothering to pay. Seto always took care of that stuff. "Thank you!" He waddles into the kitchen, balancing two boxes and a coke in his hands. "Anyone hungry?"
"…you guys ordah pizza for breakfast?"
"And you're complaining?"
"NO."
Mokuba laughs. "Thought you looked a little thin, so we got two. What about you Seto?"
"I'm…not hungry. I'm going to do some work. I'll be down in a little bit to check on you."
"Oh…okay."
They watch him leave the room.
"Whadda jerk. Won't even eat breakfast with us!"
The black-haired boy giggles despite the insult to his brother. "He's always busy, so get used to it. But you should be grateful, he skipped school for you!"
"…he did?"
"Yeah, he wanted to make sure you were okay. He's gonna go tomorrow, though. Then after that it's break!"
"It's gonna be break soon? Oh…" His eyes widen a little. "Does dat mean…I gotta go home?"
"I'm not sure…I'll talk to Seto about it!"
"What about da pi--"
"I already ate, it's okay. I'll be right back!" He calls behind him.
"…and without furthah ado…" The remaining boy opens the box…and immediately shuts it. "I know a cold pizza when I smell one." He looks around. "Micrawave, micrawave, micrawave, MICRAWAVE!" He nearly sprints to the counter in joy. "…waida minute." He starts hopping on one foot. "There we go!"
He carries the food over to the rather large appliance and pops it in, box and all.
Then he gets confused.
"What're all these buttons!?" There were about thirty of them, all neatly lined up in a way he never thought possible. "It came…from outtah space!" He quickly hits the three and zero button, then something that resembles 'cook'. Sure enough it starts up, humming and rotating the food.
"Oh yeah, who's da man!? JOEY'S DA MAN!!" He does a short victory dance (the pain!) before calling it quits and heading upstairs to get changed. "Eh, it'll only take a minute. The pizza'll definitely be done by da time I get back."
He limps over to the staircase and grabs the railing tightly. "I jus' gotta take it easy. I can do this." He takes a step. "That ain't so bad." He takes another, shifting the weight to his bad leg. "Ah, damn it, ow!" He tries hopping up on one leg. Unfortunately, every time his foot makes contact with a step, the vibration sends jolts of pain to his other leg. "Ugh, didn't work!"
He continues to experiment. "Nope." He tries crawling. "Guh, notta chance!" He makes it about halfway before taking break. "Dat took a while. Wondah what time it is?"
"JOOOOOOOEEYYYYYY!!!"
"Gah!" He nearly falls over in surprise.
"What are you DOING down there!?"
"I ain't doin' nothin'!" He smells the air. "Uh, I think ya burnin' somethin' Kaiba!"
"No, YOU are!"
"I am?"
"I leave you alone for half an hour and you set the house on fire!?"
"But I didn't set da house on fi---" He stops, blinks, and looks up at the now smoke-covered ceiling. "Da pizza…oh no! HEEELLLPPPP!!"
"I'm going to KILL you dog!"
"Shuddup and help me save da pizza!"
Blue eyes narrow as they round the corner. "Damnit!" He jumps over the railing, landing on a step halfway down. "Come here!" He grabs the smaller teen by the waist and throws him over his shoulder.
"Whaddya think you're doin'!?"
"Shut-UP!" He finishes the staircase in a breeze and races to the kitchen.
'Heheh. My butt's right by his head. If I let one fly…'
"Don't you even THINK about moving!" He puts him quickly on the table.
"Ah! Save da pizza! SAVE DA PIZZA!!"
He rushes to the counter and opens the microwave, covering his face with a sleeve. "Oh God!" He chokes on the thick smoke. "You-" *cough* "-idiot!"
No answer.
"Joey!?"
He squints at the table.
No answer.
"Shit!" He runs back and scoops up the still figure. 'Forgot about his punctured lung…'
He retreats to the living room, Joey motionless in his arms. 'I don't hear him breathing. Maybe he needs CPR…'
Before he knew it, he was lowering his face down to meet Joey's.
He hesitates, taking a breath just inches above the other's lips.
Then he heard a moan.
"Nnn…ya do that a lot."
He pulls back.
"What?"
Honey eyes flutter open. "Ya carry me like a princess."
"Ugh." He drops him roughly on the couch. "Repulsive."
He reaches a hand up to his chest, wincing in pain. "Did ya save the pizza?"
"Unless you like it black and extra crispy, no."
"Damn. At least we still got one of 'em."
He crosses his arms, trying to regain his posture after the little misunderstanding. "I want a new microwave."
"What's wrong with the micrawave?"
"There's pizza guts all over it and the smell will never go away."
"Sure it will, just gotta use a little air freshener…"
"I want a new microwave."
"Ya live in a big 'ol mansion, you should have no problem."
His eyes narrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "No. I want one from you."
"From me?" He waves a hand in front of him dismissively. "I don't do gifts."
"Not a gift. Compensation."
"I ain't gettin' ya a new micrawave."
"Well, if you're not going to be useful around here, there's no point in me letting you stay…"
"I'm gettin' ya a new microwave."
"I thought you'd see it my way."
"…jus' as soon as I get a job."
He ignores this last comment. "Why did you try to cook the pizza for thirty minutes?"
"Thirty minutes?! …I thought I was puttin' it in for thirty seconds…"
"You should really learn how to use a microwave. It might come in handy someday."
"It ain't MY fault! Dat stupid thing had too many buttons!"
He shakes his head. "Sad puppy. I thought you could at least handle a simple kitchen appliance…"
"I ain't a puppy Kaiba."
'Heh…he sounds almost serious.' "What were you going upstairs for?"
"Ta change my clothes. Evah heard of it?"
"Ever hear of a shower?"
"Cuz' I know where your bathroom is."
"That's why you ask."
He looks at him incredulously. "Ya ain't da most friendly person."
"So?"
"…forget it."
The sound of small footsteps reaches their ears. "Um, Seto?"
"Yes Mokuba?"
"The T.V…."
He frowns. He knew he didn't watch television. "Is it important?"
"Well…" He glances at Joey.
"…I see." The older one walks over to the staircase, pausing before the first step. "Stay here."
"Wha?"
He disappears without another word.
'…what was dat all bout?' He rubs his eyes wearily. 'The TV…what could be on the TV…why did Mokuba look at me?' He stops. 'Could it be…'
A small gasp.
'Did they find 'em?'
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A/N: Bwa haha! Who is Joey talking about? Will it change anything? Will Kaiba even care!?
Seto: I'm going to kill you…
^^ CPR, huh?
Seto: Yes! CPR! C-P-R!! Nothing else!
Now, now-
Seto: Leave me alone you sick freak! We just met each other!
But that doesn't count for your past life, now does it?
Seto: I hate you.
…awww, isn't he so cute?
Seto: *twitch*
Remember, next chapter switches to Yugi and Ryou and people! ^^ Ah yes, about Yami and Bakura. They're not here yet. They'll come around in the next chapter (I doubt it) or the chapter after it with these people. This'll probably be a long story since everyone's just meeting each other. Hope you like it!
And review! It makes me happy! I write when I'm happy! So pleeeaaseee review!! XD