Authoress Notes: Back to Joey and Kat, but hopefully I'll also get to Mai and Seto, and maybe even get the two pairs to meet.

Warning: Car-crash.

Disclaimer: Ayashi the freaked out is my own invention, but everything else belongs to another, far more brilliant personage.

Put Him outta my Misery

by Livi ania

Chapter Three

Cool Down

"But some people, you know, are just bad kissers…"-Jack, Jack & Bobby

Suspicious Soul Room

Actually, on second thought, I ain't ever enjoyed the old man beatin' up on me."

Ayashi stared up fearfully, and carefully walked backwards, tripping over a pile of material, cloth and pillows, azul claro to indigo, jersey cotton to crushed velvet. "Whoa! What? Um…this is really comfortable," she finished, relaxing into the sheets. Letting her mind go, she was quickly asleep.

Hunh What happened to my survival instinct?

/Nothing to worry about here. Your own soul can't hurt you. Only guard you. And you, m'dear, need rest. He'll protect you./

Who?

/Right here./ Ayashi's dream self felt the familiar gold glow around her ankle.

Triumph Apart-ment

Jounouchi stared, startled once again. He was back in the unfamiliar apartment. "I'm getting tired of this weirdness. And," he broke off, blue eyes wide. One hand reached up to grasp a long golden strand in those eyes. The voice that had come out of him had not been his. He looked down, and 110 lbs of American-Japanese hit the floor.

Groggily getting up, he ran for Ayashi's room quickly. "Clothes! OH MY GOD I need clothes NOW!!!" Grabbing the first articles he came across (a red sports bra, an low-cut black top, purple camouflage cargos, a hand-knit red hat from the Andes Mountains, and silver stilettos) he dressed as fast as he could without looking at herself.1 And it was thus dressed he practically flew out the door, down the stairs, and into the street, ignoring a couple of catcalls.

And it was thus dressed, Jounouchi-Ayashi stepped out in front of Kaiba Seto's limo.

Love's Mansion

Jounouchi groggily came to, and he immediately tried to sit up. He didn't reckon on Ayashi's weak body and the injuries from the wreck.

He screamed, a raw sound, fueled by the fear of another new place in addition to the pain.

Seeing a moving shape in the corned of his eyes, he muttered softly, "Please?" Or it would've been a mutter in his voice. In Ayashi's, it was a husky plead.

"Are you okay?" the shape asked, moving nearer, causing her heart to stop dead.

"MAI?"

Pulled out of his reverie by the shout, Seto stood and walked over to the strangely dressed girl. "You know her?" He asked his girlfriend, arching one brow.

"Never met her. Certainly not with that outfit." Mai told him, looking her over. "What's your name, hon?"

"Jou-," he started, "I mean…" What was her name? What was her name? "…Ayashi. What are you doing with Seto, Mai? Don't you have more taste than, than THAT?"

Mai and Seto stared. Their day was starting to get weird.

Jou figured it was impossible for his to get any weirder.

END THIRD CHAPTER

1 Gender bending. Try it sometime.