Sorry about posting on Wednesday, but I had to read Charles Dickens as well
as do a paper on it with out using am, is, are, was, were, be, being, or
been. That's hard as crap so you better enjoy this and review to make me
happy!:)
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Alyssa nodded solemnly. "Yes, Marik was controlling the shark.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Yami exclaimed.
"There's no other explanation for the golden eye on its forehead," Alyssa sighed.
"I didn't know sharks had enough brains to control."
A rolling of eyes. "Apparently so," Carly 'duhed' Ryou.
That night they had a small celebration for Alyssa's birthday. Little because everyone was still a bit depressed from the beach incident. After hearing their shark bite story-modified of course- and learning it was Alyssa's birthday, the nice O'Rock DJ gave them all tickets to the next mystery concert in about a month.
The next night Yami and Alyssa were lying in bed and boy was it hot. Not just hot, sweltering. Have you ever tried to sleep sharing a bed with someone when it was eighty degrees inside? It is NOT pleasent.
"Holy crap," Alyssa grumbled. "It too hot!" Alyssa threw off the blanket to no avail.
"I'm dying." Yami, too, was feeling the heat. "It is October, it's still blisteringly hot, and the air conditioning is broken."
"Welcome to Florida, babe." Alyssa sarcastically laughed. "Don't you hate this?"
"Let's sleep in the freezer."
"Or not..."
"It was just an idea."
"A very pleasant one too."
Alyssa threw off her shirt, much to Yami's surprise, to reveal the sports bra she had taken to wearing to bed since she and Yami had been sleeping together.
Yami wolf whistled. Alyssa batted him on the arm. "Oh come on, it's not like you haven't seen me work out before."
"If all is fait in love and war..." Yami tossed his shirt on the floor too. "Might as well be fair." "Much cooler," Alyssa mumbled into the pillow. She was throughly enjoying feeling Yami's chest against her back.
Yami, too was savoring Alyssa's almost bare back rubbing his chest. Except he was trying to hide the evidence from Alyssa of precisely how much he was enjoying lying like this.
The next morning, they awoke to an unholy scream.
Thud, Alyssa hit the wall, while Yami fell off the bed, slamming his head on the nightstand in the processs.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Oof."
"Ow."
"Crap."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
"Yugi take a breath before you pass out," Yami said to Yugi, who was indeed turning blue.
Alyssa rolled over, asking what was the matter.
"Felt Yami's emotions. You, he..."
"No."
"It was just sultry last night."
"That's way more than I needed to know."
"No, not that way!"
"The temperature, you idiot. Males..."
"Oh, ok," Yugi chirped, relieved at having the capability to breath again.
That day, after being wiped out from school the crew took a trip to the mall. While Hannah, Carly, Jackie, and Alyssa waited outside Charlette Russe, the foreign exchange students were inside the store choosing outfits for their girlfriends to wear the next day at school. The women had unwisely agreed to a dare of wearing WHATEVER their boyfriends had picked for them. That was their first mistake. Their second was not supervising the males when they chose the clothes.
Proudly, the men walked out, carrying the same outfit in various colors. The terrifying sisterhood shirts and a 'skirt.' The sisterhood shirts are basically two small triangles that cover the absolute minimum of required indecent parts with four inches of sheer material beneath the triangles, and tied with three measly strings in the back to hold the 'shirt' up. The 'skirts,' and I use the term loosely, were a LITTLE strip of material that would be tied around the abdomen. The girls took one look at the clothes and nearly cried.
"You've got to be kidding me," Hannah the hopeful wished.
"You did say *anything* in the dare," Yugi pretended to be innocent of having anything to do with Hannah's new skimpy outfit in his hands. Her set was satiny red.
"Those things you call skirts are knitted scarves," Jackie 'angrily' pointed to her purple set in Ryou's hand.
"The saleswoman said they where skirts," he replied.
"Screw the saleswoman," Carly nastily remarked. She was the unlucky one, as Bakura had picked out a peachy- pink colored set that mirrored Carly's skin quite closely. "I'm going to look naked."
"That's the point," Bakura wolfishly replied, earning a bat on the arm.
But Alyssa, poor Alyssa had it worst of all. Hanging arrogantly from Yami's hand was a classic leopard set. "Everyone's going to see me as a hooker."
Yami smiled serenly, apparently imaging the scene. After Alyssa slapped his bicep, he denied it and came up with a half wit response. "I was only trying to pick out your favorite pattern.
Alyssa rolle dher eyes and decided this was most definitely the girls' fault for agreeing to ANYTHING.
The women held a short conference and turned back to the boys.
"Due to the..." Jackie started.
"Lack of material," Hannah supplied.
"We've decided that the only way we will fo NEAR those *things* is if we can pick out outfits for you to wear tomorrow."
Being dolts, the boys accepted this with out questioning. After all, how bad could guy outfits be?
And how mistaken they were. After several boring hours, for the guys at least, of searching the Mall at Millennia (ironic name huh?), the girlfreinds presented thier outfits.
For Bakura, Carly had chosen a cow thong, tight women's flare jeans with a belt to hold them up, a whit undershirt and a flannel over shirt.
Yugi received a leopard thong (identical to the one he had worn at the party), a mini skirt, and a wife beater with a long sleeve fishnet shirt to go under it.
Yami recieved a tight pair of leather pants-therefore he couldn't wear undies under it- and a black ripped off muscle shirt. (Think battle city)
Lastly was Ryou. Jackie, being the nice person she was, picked out fairly normal clothes for her beloved. Khaki pants and a light blue shirt were to be his attire for the next day.
"That's not very fair, now is it?" "Yugi asked, disdainfully eyeing his feminine clothes.
"Why do I have to wear this ghetto belt, when no one else has to wear extra..." Bakura complained and tried to remember the word he was looking for.
"Accessaries," Carly smiled sweetly. "We don't want certain things to pop out, now do we?" Bakura blushed and shook his head.
"Worried about being smaller than me, grave-robber?" Yami taunted.
"He most certainly is not!" Ryou said, earning surprised and suspicious loos from everyone.
"What exactly else besides kissing did Bakura teach you?!" Jackie exclaimed. Ryou blushed.
"Oh not that!"
"Obviously, I'm larger than the Pharoah. Look at him he's like three foot five," Bakura laughed defensibly
Yami looked outraged. "That's it! How many inches-"
"ALRIGHT," Alyssa loudly cut off that conversation. "The mall is closing, let's go."
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Um obviously, I have decided to continue this story. Your reviews were very inspiring thank you. Even though it is depressing I found out only 6 people read my story and 2 of them I know personally but o well. Chapters may or may not come out on Sunday but they will be no more than a week and ½ apart, even if it means skipping my homework.. Like right now, I should be reading A Tale of Two Cites or doing the paper.
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Alyssa nodded solemnly. "Yes, Marik was controlling the shark.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Yami exclaimed.
"There's no other explanation for the golden eye on its forehead," Alyssa sighed.
"I didn't know sharks had enough brains to control."
A rolling of eyes. "Apparently so," Carly 'duhed' Ryou.
That night they had a small celebration for Alyssa's birthday. Little because everyone was still a bit depressed from the beach incident. After hearing their shark bite story-modified of course- and learning it was Alyssa's birthday, the nice O'Rock DJ gave them all tickets to the next mystery concert in about a month.
The next night Yami and Alyssa were lying in bed and boy was it hot. Not just hot, sweltering. Have you ever tried to sleep sharing a bed with someone when it was eighty degrees inside? It is NOT pleasent.
"Holy crap," Alyssa grumbled. "It too hot!" Alyssa threw off the blanket to no avail.
"I'm dying." Yami, too, was feeling the heat. "It is October, it's still blisteringly hot, and the air conditioning is broken."
"Welcome to Florida, babe." Alyssa sarcastically laughed. "Don't you hate this?"
"Let's sleep in the freezer."
"Or not..."
"It was just an idea."
"A very pleasant one too."
Alyssa threw off her shirt, much to Yami's surprise, to reveal the sports bra she had taken to wearing to bed since she and Yami had been sleeping together.
Yami wolf whistled. Alyssa batted him on the arm. "Oh come on, it's not like you haven't seen me work out before."
"If all is fait in love and war..." Yami tossed his shirt on the floor too. "Might as well be fair." "Much cooler," Alyssa mumbled into the pillow. She was throughly enjoying feeling Yami's chest against her back.
Yami, too was savoring Alyssa's almost bare back rubbing his chest. Except he was trying to hide the evidence from Alyssa of precisely how much he was enjoying lying like this.
The next morning, they awoke to an unholy scream.
Thud, Alyssa hit the wall, while Yami fell off the bed, slamming his head on the nightstand in the processs.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Oof."
"Ow."
"Crap."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
"Yugi take a breath before you pass out," Yami said to Yugi, who was indeed turning blue.
Alyssa rolled over, asking what was the matter.
"Felt Yami's emotions. You, he..."
"No."
"It was just sultry last night."
"That's way more than I needed to know."
"No, not that way!"
"The temperature, you idiot. Males..."
"Oh, ok," Yugi chirped, relieved at having the capability to breath again.
That day, after being wiped out from school the crew took a trip to the mall. While Hannah, Carly, Jackie, and Alyssa waited outside Charlette Russe, the foreign exchange students were inside the store choosing outfits for their girlfriends to wear the next day at school. The women had unwisely agreed to a dare of wearing WHATEVER their boyfriends had picked for them. That was their first mistake. Their second was not supervising the males when they chose the clothes.
Proudly, the men walked out, carrying the same outfit in various colors. The terrifying sisterhood shirts and a 'skirt.' The sisterhood shirts are basically two small triangles that cover the absolute minimum of required indecent parts with four inches of sheer material beneath the triangles, and tied with three measly strings in the back to hold the 'shirt' up. The 'skirts,' and I use the term loosely, were a LITTLE strip of material that would be tied around the abdomen. The girls took one look at the clothes and nearly cried.
"You've got to be kidding me," Hannah the hopeful wished.
"You did say *anything* in the dare," Yugi pretended to be innocent of having anything to do with Hannah's new skimpy outfit in his hands. Her set was satiny red.
"Those things you call skirts are knitted scarves," Jackie 'angrily' pointed to her purple set in Ryou's hand.
"The saleswoman said they where skirts," he replied.
"Screw the saleswoman," Carly nastily remarked. She was the unlucky one, as Bakura had picked out a peachy- pink colored set that mirrored Carly's skin quite closely. "I'm going to look naked."
"That's the point," Bakura wolfishly replied, earning a bat on the arm.
But Alyssa, poor Alyssa had it worst of all. Hanging arrogantly from Yami's hand was a classic leopard set. "Everyone's going to see me as a hooker."
Yami smiled serenly, apparently imaging the scene. After Alyssa slapped his bicep, he denied it and came up with a half wit response. "I was only trying to pick out your favorite pattern.
Alyssa rolle dher eyes and decided this was most definitely the girls' fault for agreeing to ANYTHING.
The women held a short conference and turned back to the boys.
"Due to the..." Jackie started.
"Lack of material," Hannah supplied.
"We've decided that the only way we will fo NEAR those *things* is if we can pick out outfits for you to wear tomorrow."
Being dolts, the boys accepted this with out questioning. After all, how bad could guy outfits be?
And how mistaken they were. After several boring hours, for the guys at least, of searching the Mall at Millennia (ironic name huh?), the girlfreinds presented thier outfits.
For Bakura, Carly had chosen a cow thong, tight women's flare jeans with a belt to hold them up, a whit undershirt and a flannel over shirt.
Yugi received a leopard thong (identical to the one he had worn at the party), a mini skirt, and a wife beater with a long sleeve fishnet shirt to go under it.
Yami recieved a tight pair of leather pants-therefore he couldn't wear undies under it- and a black ripped off muscle shirt. (Think battle city)
Lastly was Ryou. Jackie, being the nice person she was, picked out fairly normal clothes for her beloved. Khaki pants and a light blue shirt were to be his attire for the next day.
"That's not very fair, now is it?" "Yugi asked, disdainfully eyeing his feminine clothes.
"Why do I have to wear this ghetto belt, when no one else has to wear extra..." Bakura complained and tried to remember the word he was looking for.
"Accessaries," Carly smiled sweetly. "We don't want certain things to pop out, now do we?" Bakura blushed and shook his head.
"Worried about being smaller than me, grave-robber?" Yami taunted.
"He most certainly is not!" Ryou said, earning surprised and suspicious loos from everyone.
"What exactly else besides kissing did Bakura teach you?!" Jackie exclaimed. Ryou blushed.
"Oh not that!"
"Obviously, I'm larger than the Pharoah. Look at him he's like three foot five," Bakura laughed defensibly
Yami looked outraged. "That's it! How many inches-"
"ALRIGHT," Alyssa loudly cut off that conversation. "The mall is closing, let's go."
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Um obviously, I have decided to continue this story. Your reviews were very inspiring thank you. Even though it is depressing I found out only 6 people read my story and 2 of them I know personally but o well. Chapters may or may not come out on Sunday but they will be no more than a week and ½ apart, even if it means skipping my homework.. Like right now, I should be reading A Tale of Two Cites or doing the paper.