MG666 OMG! I got more than 5 reviews! I hardly expected to get 2! I am so
psyched.
Yami MG666 Can we make this short and sweet?
MG666 Fine . . . thanx to all of my reviewers! We'll go straight to the story after the disclaimer. Marik?
Marik Of course, love.
MG666: *DROOOOOOL*
Marik *sweatdrop* Okay . . .
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, damn it! Kazuki Takahashi owns it, that lucky son of a-
MG666 Stop! Let's keep the disclaimer PG, okay?
Marik Fine: that lucky son of a man and a woman (hopefully x_x).
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Chapter 7- Keep Your Eyes OnThe Road
Joey was enjoying himself. Kaiba was driving the Lamborghini at a speed that was so obviously more than the speed limit. Even the cops that saw the speeding car didn't pull it over once they saw the license plate 'KAIBA #1'. Kaiba explained that even cops avoid him because he has the power to get them fired.
Joey grinned when he thought of the arrogance of the license plate and was able to match it to Kaiba immediately. Kaiba's mansion was about 15 miles from the high school and they had only been driving for about a minute.
All of the streets were empty of cars and Kaiba just pressed the gas pedal harder against the floor. Joey put his window down and let the wind make his hair get even more unkempt than before. His hair started to look like Marik's hair, which was more out of control than his hikari, Malik's hair.
Kaiba smirked as he said, "Why don't you stick your head out the window and let your tongue hand out like a Mutt?" He was just trying to joke around, which was a rare occurrence for Kaiba.
Joey was in a jovial, amiable mood and he didn't care about the comment. On the contrary, he was in such a good mood he did what Kaiba said. He stuck his head out the window with his tongue hanging out. His hair was going everywhere with his head out the window with the car going at a speed of about 85-mph. [I bet drool dropped out.]
Kaiba just laughed a little, but Joey kept his head out. Joey suddenly jerked his head in like something had hit him. Kaiba took his eyes off the road to look at Joey and nearly wrecked because he was laughing.
Joey had a bug splatted on his forehead. It was all over his forehead, plus Joey looked even stranger with his hair sticking up in every possible direction. Joey just glared at Kaiba and wiped the bug splat off with as much dignity as he could, but he couldn't stop himself from laughing, too.
"Kaiba, are you actually laughing again? This could be bad for your reputation of being unemotional and pococurante,"Joey said after they stopped laughing.
"You want me to act that way, then?" Kaiba said giving Joey an evil smile that wasn't any better than his smirk. In fact, the evil grin sent shivers up Joey's spine.
"No, but it's just weird. Whatever," Joey said, leaning towards the window again and feeling the wind on his face.
Kaiba looked out the window at the street signs to see how close they were to his house.
"We're about 5 minutes away from the mansion, Pup," Kaiba said. He risked a sideways glance at Joey and was surprised that Joey hadn't gotten mad again from being called doggy names.
"Okay. Hey, I gotta question, Kaiba," Joey said, looking at Kaiba.
"What?"
"I thought you always had chauffeurs drive you to school in your limo. How come you drove today?"
"I usually do have a chauffeur drive me around, but I like driving, too. I only ride in the limo when my mind is preoccupied with work, which is most of the time." [Ain't that the truth. o_o; ]
"And when you do drive, the car has to be worth at least half a million dollars?"
"Something like that."
There was a minute of silence and Joey, being obstreperous and noisy, couldn't take it.
"Do you have any CD's, Kaiba?" Joey asked. Joey had forgotten his at home.
Kaiba pressed a button and a CD rack came up from a compartment in the floor that was completely hidden.
"Trendy. Let's see what music the famous Seto Kaiba listens to."
"Half of those are Mokuba's."
"Whatever. Let's see, crap ... rubbish ... '80s music ... Michael Jackson ... Brittany Spears?!?"
"Mokuba is a Brittany-freak. He has a poster of her on the ceiling above his bed so when he goes to bed he can think of her."
"..." Joey looked somewhat concerned, but decided to just go back to looking at the music selection.
"Anyway ... this is okay, but I've heard it a million times before ... Elvis ... man, there's nothin' here!"
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't insult our taste on music. Not that it matters; I don't listen to those CDs. The only music I actually listen to is Linkin Park and Audio Slave," Kaiba said, putting his eyes on the road again.
"YOU listen to LINKIN PARK and AUDIO SLAVE?!" Joey's emphasis on the words was indeed emphatic. Kaiba would probably hear it ringing in his head for a week. Joey could be quite loud when he wanted to be.
"Yeah. So what?" Kaiba said defensively. Apparently he wasn't used to someone challenging his opinion on something.
"Sorry. Well for one, those two are my favorite bands, so I didn't think you and I would like the same thing. And two, but you just don't seem the type to actually listen to music. I always imagine you typing away at your computer nonstop for hours in total silence, not letting anything disturb you."
"That's mostly correct, except replace the silence with Linkin Park full blast."
"Don't your employees think it's weird that emotionless Kaiba is listening to that kind of music?"
"They don't know."
"How can they not? You have like a million guards following you everywhere." Joey had seen Kaiba walking down the street with about 10 guys who had guns and walked ahead and behind Kaiba.
"No one comes in my office with me and I put sound-proof barriers in the walls, so I can turn it all the way up and they wouldn't be able to hear a thing."
"That would be cool. Man, you're unpredictable, Kaiba," Joey said leaning back in his seat.
"That's always a good thing. Any opponent wouldn't be able to imagine what I'd do next."
That kind of ended the conversation and they sat in silence.
They pulled up to the light and Kaiba stopped. They were at a complete stop because the light was red.
Joey tilted his head a little as he thought he heard a noise, a kind of humming. Kaiba had his mind on other things, so he couldn't hear it. Joey just dismissed it as nothing and sat back and relaxed as much as he could in his seat.
Joey heard the noise again. It seemed like it was from far away, but was getting closer. The light turned green and they inched forward.
They had pulled about 5 feet out when Joey asked, "Do you hear that?"
"Hmm?" Kaiba still had his mind on other things.
The humming noise became louder and louder and sounded like it was really close. It sounded like something accelerating.
Kaiba and Joey were about halfway across the intersection when suddenly, a bright light got Joey full in the face from the window in the door. It blinded Joey for a second.
When he was actually able to look, he was able to see the sports car coming at him at 90-MPH right before it hit his side of the car in his door. There was aloud metal-on-metal crunch and honking from Kaiba as soon as he saw the speeding car.
Both cars rolled over and over and tumbled for several yards.
At the time of the impact, Joey couldn't feel anything, and that scared Joey. He felt something dripping from him, felt an overwhelming wave of pain, and then knew nothing but darkness.
Kaiba could distinctly remember unbearable pain, then he couldn't feel anything. And he was sure he saw something red splatter across the windows, and he was sure it wasn't from him. Then he too knew nothing but blissful, welcomed darkness, away from a world of pain.
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MG666 Ha ha ha ha! I just had to end it in disaster. I thought it would be fun, but probably not for Joey and Kaiba! Mwahahahaha!
Yami MG666 Really funny. Anyway, pleaz R&R!
R&R PLEASE! I'm evil and retarded, a very dangerous combination! Mwahahahaha!
Yami MG666 Can we make this short and sweet?
MG666 Fine . . . thanx to all of my reviewers! We'll go straight to the story after the disclaimer. Marik?
Marik Of course, love.
MG666: *DROOOOOOL*
Marik *sweatdrop* Okay . . .
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, damn it! Kazuki Takahashi owns it, that lucky son of a-
MG666 Stop! Let's keep the disclaimer PG, okay?
Marik Fine: that lucky son of a man and a woman (hopefully x_x).
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 7- Keep Your Eyes OnThe Road
Joey was enjoying himself. Kaiba was driving the Lamborghini at a speed that was so obviously more than the speed limit. Even the cops that saw the speeding car didn't pull it over once they saw the license plate 'KAIBA #1'. Kaiba explained that even cops avoid him because he has the power to get them fired.
Joey grinned when he thought of the arrogance of the license plate and was able to match it to Kaiba immediately. Kaiba's mansion was about 15 miles from the high school and they had only been driving for about a minute.
All of the streets were empty of cars and Kaiba just pressed the gas pedal harder against the floor. Joey put his window down and let the wind make his hair get even more unkempt than before. His hair started to look like Marik's hair, which was more out of control than his hikari, Malik's hair.
Kaiba smirked as he said, "Why don't you stick your head out the window and let your tongue hand out like a Mutt?" He was just trying to joke around, which was a rare occurrence for Kaiba.
Joey was in a jovial, amiable mood and he didn't care about the comment. On the contrary, he was in such a good mood he did what Kaiba said. He stuck his head out the window with his tongue hanging out. His hair was going everywhere with his head out the window with the car going at a speed of about 85-mph. [I bet drool dropped out.]
Kaiba just laughed a little, but Joey kept his head out. Joey suddenly jerked his head in like something had hit him. Kaiba took his eyes off the road to look at Joey and nearly wrecked because he was laughing.
Joey had a bug splatted on his forehead. It was all over his forehead, plus Joey looked even stranger with his hair sticking up in every possible direction. Joey just glared at Kaiba and wiped the bug splat off with as much dignity as he could, but he couldn't stop himself from laughing, too.
"Kaiba, are you actually laughing again? This could be bad for your reputation of being unemotional and pococurante,"Joey said after they stopped laughing.
"You want me to act that way, then?" Kaiba said giving Joey an evil smile that wasn't any better than his smirk. In fact, the evil grin sent shivers up Joey's spine.
"No, but it's just weird. Whatever," Joey said, leaning towards the window again and feeling the wind on his face.
Kaiba looked out the window at the street signs to see how close they were to his house.
"We're about 5 minutes away from the mansion, Pup," Kaiba said. He risked a sideways glance at Joey and was surprised that Joey hadn't gotten mad again from being called doggy names.
"Okay. Hey, I gotta question, Kaiba," Joey said, looking at Kaiba.
"What?"
"I thought you always had chauffeurs drive you to school in your limo. How come you drove today?"
"I usually do have a chauffeur drive me around, but I like driving, too. I only ride in the limo when my mind is preoccupied with work, which is most of the time." [Ain't that the truth. o_o; ]
"And when you do drive, the car has to be worth at least half a million dollars?"
"Something like that."
There was a minute of silence and Joey, being obstreperous and noisy, couldn't take it.
"Do you have any CD's, Kaiba?" Joey asked. Joey had forgotten his at home.
Kaiba pressed a button and a CD rack came up from a compartment in the floor that was completely hidden.
"Trendy. Let's see what music the famous Seto Kaiba listens to."
"Half of those are Mokuba's."
"Whatever. Let's see, crap ... rubbish ... '80s music ... Michael Jackson ... Brittany Spears?!?"
"Mokuba is a Brittany-freak. He has a poster of her on the ceiling above his bed so when he goes to bed he can think of her."
"..." Joey looked somewhat concerned, but decided to just go back to looking at the music selection.
"Anyway ... this is okay, but I've heard it a million times before ... Elvis ... man, there's nothin' here!"
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't insult our taste on music. Not that it matters; I don't listen to those CDs. The only music I actually listen to is Linkin Park and Audio Slave," Kaiba said, putting his eyes on the road again.
"YOU listen to LINKIN PARK and AUDIO SLAVE?!" Joey's emphasis on the words was indeed emphatic. Kaiba would probably hear it ringing in his head for a week. Joey could be quite loud when he wanted to be.
"Yeah. So what?" Kaiba said defensively. Apparently he wasn't used to someone challenging his opinion on something.
"Sorry. Well for one, those two are my favorite bands, so I didn't think you and I would like the same thing. And two, but you just don't seem the type to actually listen to music. I always imagine you typing away at your computer nonstop for hours in total silence, not letting anything disturb you."
"That's mostly correct, except replace the silence with Linkin Park full blast."
"Don't your employees think it's weird that emotionless Kaiba is listening to that kind of music?"
"They don't know."
"How can they not? You have like a million guards following you everywhere." Joey had seen Kaiba walking down the street with about 10 guys who had guns and walked ahead and behind Kaiba.
"No one comes in my office with me and I put sound-proof barriers in the walls, so I can turn it all the way up and they wouldn't be able to hear a thing."
"That would be cool. Man, you're unpredictable, Kaiba," Joey said leaning back in his seat.
"That's always a good thing. Any opponent wouldn't be able to imagine what I'd do next."
That kind of ended the conversation and they sat in silence.
They pulled up to the light and Kaiba stopped. They were at a complete stop because the light was red.
Joey tilted his head a little as he thought he heard a noise, a kind of humming. Kaiba had his mind on other things, so he couldn't hear it. Joey just dismissed it as nothing and sat back and relaxed as much as he could in his seat.
Joey heard the noise again. It seemed like it was from far away, but was getting closer. The light turned green and they inched forward.
They had pulled about 5 feet out when Joey asked, "Do you hear that?"
"Hmm?" Kaiba still had his mind on other things.
The humming noise became louder and louder and sounded like it was really close. It sounded like something accelerating.
Kaiba and Joey were about halfway across the intersection when suddenly, a bright light got Joey full in the face from the window in the door. It blinded Joey for a second.
When he was actually able to look, he was able to see the sports car coming at him at 90-MPH right before it hit his side of the car in his door. There was aloud metal-on-metal crunch and honking from Kaiba as soon as he saw the speeding car.
Both cars rolled over and over and tumbled for several yards.
At the time of the impact, Joey couldn't feel anything, and that scared Joey. He felt something dripping from him, felt an overwhelming wave of pain, and then knew nothing but darkness.
Kaiba could distinctly remember unbearable pain, then he couldn't feel anything. And he was sure he saw something red splatter across the windows, and he was sure it wasn't from him. Then he too knew nothing but blissful, welcomed darkness, away from a world of pain.
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MG666 Ha ha ha ha! I just had to end it in disaster. I thought it would be fun, but probably not for Joey and Kaiba! Mwahahahaha!
Yami MG666 Really funny. Anyway, pleaz R&R!
R&R PLEASE! I'm evil and retarded, a very dangerous combination! Mwahahahaha!