A Series of Unfortunate Substitutes

By: samuraiduck27
Coauthored by: PsychoKitty13

SD27 is seen huddling in a corner, holding a pencil and a pink Happy Bunny notebook. PK13 is there also- poking her and griping at her to finish the chapter. As is her beta, Katie.

SD27: I get the point! I have to update! Just leave me alone… god! I've been nagged, threatened, insulted, and bribed- now it's done! Happy, PK?

PK13: Yes…yes, I am.

SD27: Good… took me a while to finish- and throwing really good ideas at me while I'm in the midst of writing it doesn't help much…kept having to rewrite parts…

PK13: At least it's done!

SD27: Yeah, (glares at PK) but lending me that GBA and Yuyu Hakusho game kinda got me sidetracked! Now…

(SD27 drags PK13 over to a chair and ties her up tightly.)

PK13: What the…SD! Lemme go!

SD27: (ignoring the cries of her friend) Today, we have a special guest- well, two- please give a warm welcome to Yami and Y. Bakura!

YY: (glaring at Bakura) Tomb Robber…

YB: (glaring at Yami Yugi) Pharaoh…

PK13: (trying frantically to escape her bonds so she can kill the Pharaoh and glomp the Tomb Robber)

SD27: Okay! Now- let's have Yami do the disclaimer!

YY: Why me?

YB: Ha ha.

SD27: Bakura- you'll be doing the reviewer replies at the end of the chapter.

YB: (face fault)

SD27: Disclaimer, if you please…

YY: SD27 and PK13 do not own anything of familiarity in this fan fiction. They do, however, own the OC's found randomly throughout the fic and the characters PK and SD. (mumbles) thank Ra they don't own us…

SD27: Warning- Yami bashing in this chappie! Since it's his turn to be messed with 'n all…but for you YB fans- this is the chappie for you!

YY: What!

YB: Alright! I get my revenge on the Pharaoh, right?

SD27: Er…sorta… thx for the help, PK on Bakura's past and good ways to insult Yami.


Chapter 4- Pop Goes the Pharaoh

SD and PK walked into their World History class just as the bell was about to ring. They sat down- PK behind SD- and noticed there was no teacher, or substitute present.

"Wonder who we have." said SD, turning around to talk to her friend.

PK shrugged and looked at the clock- 5 minutes into class and no teacher. She sighed and reached into her bag.

"Wanna duel?" she asked.

"Uh…sorry. Don't got my deck!" SD lied, grinning.

"Don't lie- you just don't wanna get your butt kicked." PK replied.

"Exactly."

PK pulled the 'Puppy Eyes of DOOM' on SD, who reluctantly pulled her deck out of her bag.

"I hate it when you do that…" she grumbled.

PK replied smugly, "I know."

Just as the two were about to start, the door opened, and the class quieted.

"Saved by the teacher…" SD sighed in relief.

She looked at PK, who had a wry grin on her face. Not a good grin, but rather a 'watch- you-back-if-you-know-what's-good-for-you' grin. SD turned around to see a rather beaten up, disheveled ex-Pharaoh walk through the door.

Seto sure did a number on him…SD thought.

Yami took his place at the podium in front of the class. He had a swollen lip and eye, along with a ripped jacket and a red handprint along the base of his throat.

"Geez, teach- you get in a fight or something?" PK asked innocently.

The majority of the class snickered at her comment- they knew by experience when SD and PK were up to something.

Yami fixed the brunette with a 'how-did-you-know' stare before realizing she was one of the two he had bumped into on the way into the computer lab.

She just stood there while Kaiba beat me up! he thought angrily, narrowing his crimson eyes at PK.

PK, in turn, wasn't intimidated at all by Yami's so-called death glare. SD smiled at the two until Yami's attention focused on her.

And that's the one who goaded Kaiba on! Ra help me…

SD childishly stuck her tongue out at the spirit, who gave her an odd look before starting class.

"All right- my name is Mr. Yami and I'll be your substitute for today. Sorry for the late start, but I uh…had some business to take care of." he explained.

"Meaning he was stupid enough to pick a fight with the computers sub and got his butt kicked." PK clarified, making the class laugh at Yami's expense.

SD, knowing PK's immense hatred of the Pharaoh to be greater than her own, decided that she could handle breaking Yami without her. She pulled out her MP3 player and earphones- nodding back at PK. PK took the nod as her signal to go on without SD and nodded back. The blond set her player on Lacuna Coil's "Unspoken" and leaned back- trusting PK to get rid of the sub.

Yami sighed and muttered something under his breath as the laughing and taunting died down.

"Okay- since your teacher didn't leave any notes; who can tell me what you're studying as of now?" Yami asked.

PK's hand shot up instantly and all others' who were about to stayed down.

"Alright," said Yami, after looking at the seating chart, "Ms. Dilefea."

PK smirked, "We're studying Ancient Egypt."

Yami's mood brightened somewhat- now that was something he could teach!

"Ancient Egypt, eh? So- who can tell me about an important figure in Egypt? Anyone?"

Most students sent careful sideways glances at SD and/or PK. Some were eagerly awaiting what the two would do- especially those who had had Gym or Computers with them earlier in the day. SD motioned discreetly to PK when she caught some of their glances.

"Anyone!" Yami repeated.

PK raised her hand, and Yami grudgingly called on her- he didn't quite believe she was going to go from troublemaker to teacher's pet so quickly. Plus, that smirk on her face couldn't mean anything good.

"Yes, Ms. Dilefea?" he said.

"Well, I heard this story about this really cool person from Egypt. I know he existed 5,000 years ago and was a very important figure." she began.

Yami, having an over inflated ego, automatically assumed it was him she was talking about. I mean, how many 5,000 year old important figures that weren't pharaohs could there be?

"Go on." he said.

"Geez…how do I describe this person- I mean, he was so impressive that words can barely describe him!" she continued.

"I know- I believe I have an idea of who you are trying to describe."

"I guess- I mean, Bakura the Thief King was so cool!"

Yami face faulted and tried to keep a calm composure.

This is not good… he thought as he listened to the girl go on.

"I know so much about him; he lived in a village called Kuru Eruna, but it was destroyed by this stupid, bastard of a pharaoh. Poor Bakura had to become a thief to survive! But, he swore revenge on the pharaoh who had wronged him. Too bad that pharaoh died before he could get his chance! But, this did not hinder his plans…"

The class was listening in interest to PK's story- SD had lifted one of her earphones so she could hear PK retell the story of Bakura's most famous robbery. Yami, on the other hand, was gripping the podium so tight that his knuckles turned the shade of Bakura's hair.

"Bakura became a Tomb Robber- he broke into the old Pharaoh's tomb and stole the body of the one who had destroyed his home. He dragged it to the palace- and presented it in front of the deceased pharaoh's spiky-haired freak of a son. Then, he set fire to the corpse right in front of the kid! And then the brat…what was his name again…"

SD was trying not to laugh at the twitching, angry ex-pharaoh in front of her.

"You look a lot like him, ya know…I've seen this picture of a tablet with him on it. Well, anyways, the kid tried to catch the Thief King, but failed. But, eventually the thief was caught and sealed away into a golden artifact by the brat- do you know his name, Professor? I just can't remember…he was a scary, evil pharaoh who locked peoples' souls away in really gaudy jewelry… must not have been very important, then…"

Yami had had enough- why was it that wherever he went, Bakura or someone just as devious and annoying had to be there too!

"Enough with your fairy-tales! That stuff is complete nonsense! There was no 'Bakura the Thief King' and the Pharaoh you can't recall was a wise and just ruler who did great things and WAS important!" Yami fumed at the girl.

"But it's true-" PK complained.

"I said, enough!" Yami shot back.

The class looked on in horror- never had they seen a teacher, sub or not- get so angry with a student before. And PK didn't even do anything wrong! Not that they knew of at least…

"Just-" PK tried to say before Yami cut her off.

"That's it! Principal's office for you!" Yami said, pointing at the door.

SD stood up- that was just unfair.

"You can't send her to Schlender! She did nothing wrong! Hell- you asked her to tell you about someone important from Egypt and she did so! What's your problem!" SD shot at the spirit.

"Wasting class time, arguing with a teacher," Yami said coldly to the furious pair, "And you may join her, Ms. Zephyr, for doing the same- as well as using an MP3 player during class."

SD swore mentally- the player was clearly visible as well as the earphones. She glared at Yami before collecting her things, along with PK and heading towards the door. One student started humming a funeral march as they passed- only to get a whack on the head from PK.

"Stuff it." SD snarled, stomping up to Yami and watching as PK grabbed an office pass from him.

PK grinned and glared at him at the same time- giving her a slightly insane demeanor. Both matched out the door- SD mumbling something and giving the stuck-up, 5000 year old spirit a one-finger salute as the door closed behind them.

Yami sighed- he didn't think the two knew how bad that story angered him. (A/N - NOT!) He turned back to the slightly shell-shocked class.


"Alright then- moving on…"

"Thanks a bunch, SD." PK said as the two wandered slowly to the principal's office.

SD shrugged, "No prob, PK. Stuck up jerk was being unfair…"

"But I knew he'd react to that- just not that badly."

"Funny tho- but maybe you went a little too far with that last one."

"Uh…you do know that you might be expelled or suspended for that, right? This trip is gonna be your third strike."

PK laughed nervously as SD stopped and sent her a glance. She had totally forgot about that!

"Yeah…oh well. At least I had a good last day here- after all, I know that Schlender'll be glad to get rid of me." SD replied, not really worried at all.

"Right…" PK said, not buying her act at all.

While SD had a rather long history with the principal, PK had only been there a few times, getting a warning on all charges. Whenever SD and PK pulled a prank or started trouble, SD took most of the blame. 'One of us has gotta keep a clean record- and since I know for sure I can't stay outta trouble, it might as well be you.' she had told PK.

PK smiled at the memory- now it was her turn to look out for SD. No way was she going to let her friend get suspended for this trivial matter.


PK and SD arrived at the office; PK opened the door only to be met with a shrill woman's voice.

"I know it's not done yet- please don't fire me!" she yelled.

SD and PK looked at each other- oddly enough, this statement was directed at them.

"Uhh…Ms. James- it's just us." SD said, trying to calm the middle-aged woman's nerves.

Geez…Schlender must be on the warpath today… PK thought.

"Oh, Rae, Kat! It's just you two- sorry about that." Ms. Jones sighed.

Her nerves were getting the best of her today- Mr. Schlender hadn't come in, and they sent a creepy, white-haired youth of about what he said was 'old enough' years to replace him. Odd- since when a principal is absent they usually don't call in for a replacement, unless Mr. Schlender got fired or quit. She wouldn't blame him if he did quit. But that kid- every student she had sent in today came back pale, in shock, or in a few cases- tears. Didn't help much that she heard insane laughter and various mumbling in a different language every once in a while.

"What did you two do this time?" she asked of the two girls- taking the pass from PK and looking it over.

"We did nothing! The sub just went berserk on us for no reason!" PK complained.

"Mm-hmm. And I suppose that I'm to believe this?" she replied, smiling at the two girls whom she knew by name because of how often she had seen them come in.

"Go on in- just…please don't make him angry." she pleaded, buzzing the office and telling the stand-in principal that two new victims were coming in to see him.


A spiky, white-haired ex-tomb robber sat at the desk previously occupied by one Principal Schlender. He was playing darts- using minute daggers and an 8x10 of Yami's head attached to the wall in place of darts and a dartboard.

Bzzz…A Rae Zephyr and Kat Dilefea to see you, Sir. the secretary said through the buzzer.

A knock on the door signaled their arrival; Bakura let out one last dagger- watching it land smack-dab in the middle of Yami's forehead. Pleased with the shot, he yelled out "Enter!" to the two waiting outside.

There was a bit of muttering outside the door before it was opened and two of the oddest looking girls he had seen as of late stopped at the threshold. They stared at him with a mix of shock and- was that glee?

"What!" he asked.

As if he had broken some sort of spell, the two grinned and looked at each other.

"Bakura!" they chorused, before the shorter one's face took on a look of panic.

PK was all set to run forth and glomp her favorite bishie- but SD grabbed her around the waist before she could get too far.


(A/N: See why I tied you up now, PK?

PK13: (still trying to break free of chair, while watching YB give her a look of fear and amusement) Lemme go, SD! I promise I'll be good…

SD27: Well…

YB: Don't you dare! I know what these fan girls can do! And she's definitely one of them!

SD27: He's got a point, PK. Sorry.)


"PK! Restrain yourself!" SD hissed in the taller girl's ear.

Bakura looked at the two in confusion until he remembered seeing Ryou deal with the same problem once before.

Seems I've attracted one of those…fan girls, I think Ryou called them. Must thank that girl restraining her- he said that they can be quite vicious at times.

After SD got PK to calm down, they took a seat in front of Bakura's desk. PK's eyes kept flickering to Bakura, then SD, and then back again- as if trying to gauge how fast she would have to be to get to Bakura before SD caught her. SD was just sitting there with an apprehensive look- Schlender was a guy she could deal with, but Bakura might think up a worse punishment than suspension or expulsion…torture, maybe? That mind of his was always scheming- and she doubted that Ryou had told him about the punishment system for a high school.

"I'll be back shortly." he said gruffly- leaving to get their files after he had them jot their names down for him. While he was gone, the two began to talk amongst themselves in not-too-hushed whispers.

"I can't believe he's principal!" PK said gleefully, glad she gotten in trouble for once.

"It's a miracle that the school's not destroyed," SD added, catching sight of the Yami dartboard and smirking, "Or Yami humiliated- technically he's his boss right now. None of the other teachers would stop him in fear of their jobs if he did anything."

"Hope he doesn't suspend you, SD."

"Me too."

Bakura came back, carrying two file folders- one significantly larger than the other. He had heard the two talking, and was rather surprised- and more than a bit angry- to find out that the bane of his unnaturally prolonged existence was currently occupying the same building as he was. But him being of a higher rank than that of the former Pharaoh? Fate must be having an off day…not that Bakura minded, of course.

"Now which one of you is Rae and which one is Kat?" he said, slamming the two folders down on the desk and taking his seat.

PK handed him the infamous pass to the office- at which Bakura grimaced at when he reached the signature at the bottom.

"I-I'm Kat, and this is Rae. We prefer to be called PK and SD though." she told him, barely keeping her rabid fan girl instincts in check.

He nodded, not fazed by the odd nicknames that they said that they went by.

"Alright- might as well start with you, SD." he said, picking up the heavy folder.

He opened it up and read through it.

"Raechel Zephyr- known as Rae," he began, "Age 15, freshman. Multiple accounts of misconduct- starting food fights, fighting, inappropriate class conduct. Also pulled off a heist of all the teacher's manuals in the Freshman Center, with the assistance of one Kathryn Dilefea."

Bakura smirked- the kid wasn't bad…

"Has two strikes against her, but maintains a 3.78 GPA. Lacks a regard for the rules." he finished.

PK smiled at SD- who was a little embarrassed at having her personal file read aloud. Who ever said she had no regard for the rules! She knew she should follow them, and did- most of the time…

"Kathryn Dilefea- known as Kat." continued Bakura, after flipping through the rest of SD's folder and moving on to PK's.

"Age 15, freshman as well. Minor accounts of misconduct- assisted in heist of all the teacher's manuals in the Freshman Center, no strikes against her, only a few warnings."

SD interrupted him, "We work together, but since she's got a cleaner record than I- I usually take most of the blame. One of us has gotta keep a good record- and since I know I can't stay outta trouble for long, it might as well be her."

Quite a streak of loyalty…could be a major impediment, though. Bakura noted as he went on.

"Maintains a GPA of 3.65." he finished, "Seems like you two are quite the terrors of this school, good for you."

PK and SD smiled sheepishly- coming from Bakura, that was quite a complement.

"So- what exactly did you do to get sent here in the first place?" Bakura asked, leaning back in the comfy swivel chair and propping his feet up on the desk.

PK went on and told the ex-tomb robber about her retelling of the story about Bakura's desecration of Yami's father's tomb. SD just shrugged and said "Yelling at Yami and using an MP3 player".

"Ra, how I wish I could have seen his face! It must have been priceless!" Bakura sighed as PK finished her tale.

"He was gripping the stand to tight I thought it would break in his hands! He looked quite close to exploding." PK replied.

"Shame he didn't…" mumbled SD, still pissed off at Yami for almost getting her expelled/suspended.

Bakura, as a…reward, I guess you could call it, for getting Yami so pissed decided not to record the visit to the office in either of their files. That lightened SD's mood quite a bit. She told him about what she had done to Kaiba earlier in the day- that had sent him into a fit of laughter.

"They actually began pounding on each other! Ra, you two are brilliant…" he told them.

After a minute, Bakura brought up a rather interesting proposition for the two girls.

"I have a favor to ask of you two- there's something I've been planning to do to the Pharaoh for quite a while now, but myself and Marik really don't feel like getting sent to the Shadow Realm for it. You know how his temper gets when he's humiliated…" Bakura said.

"Really, now. That's great and all, Bakura, but what's in it for us?" replied SD, smirking as the tomb robber thought up a bargain.

"How about…I make all your little misdemeanors 'mysteriously vanish' for you both?" he offered.

SD's eyes lit up, "Now you're talking. I'm in! But PK here- she has a fairly clean record. She'll need something else."

The thief frowned, he knew from the files that the two never pulled a job alone- they worked together. And besides- it was a two-person job that he and the tomb keeper had been planning to pull on Yami; both girls were needed. He had quite a predicament on his hands…

"Fine… what do you want in exchange for this, PK?" he sighed, rubbing his forehead with his hand momentarily before looking at the girl.

PK looked startled for a minute- she could ask for just about anything! After a minute, PK mumbled something under her breath. SD barely heard it, but Bakura did not. The blond gave her friend an appraising and proud look.

"Didn't think ya had it in you, PK." she said to the rose-cheeked girl.

Damnit- I hope she doesn't say what I said out loud! she thought.

"What? What'd she say?" Bakura inquired.

SD smirked, "She said, and I quote, 'A kiss from him would be nice.' end quote."

Bakura almost fell out of his chair. As for PK, if looks- or in this case, glares- could kill, SD would be dead a hundred times over.

"Fangirl through and through, eh PK?" she sighed, giving PK a cheery smile.

Bakura looked at the two strangely, turning this prospect over in his mind a few times. He sighed and shrugged- it wasn't so bad.

"Fine- it's a deal. But this means nothing, you got it? I don't you fangirl types stalking me as they already do my hikari." he grumbled, standing up and giving PK a split-second kiss on the cheek.


(A/N- PK13: I only get a kiss on the cheek! I feel jipped!

SD27: There is no way I'm rewriting that to give you a 10 second Frencher, PK.

PK13: But why?

SD27: (to Bakura) Why am I not doing that again, 'Kura?

YB: (Gestures to the large wad of cash and Rurouni Kenshin dvds concealed in a brown envelope he bribed SD27 with)

SD27: Oh yeah…)


If I only had a camera… SD thought- it would be great blackmail against the guy.

PK let out a tiny, not-too-well-suppressed squeal, at which SD rolled her eyes at and Bakura sweatdropped.

The thief turned the teens' attention to a large trunk in the corner that obviously belonged to Bakura. He opened it up and threw several objects at the two girls- some clothes and other items.

"Now, here's what I want you to do…"


Meanwhile, Yami was boring his students to death with his abnormally long rant on Ancient Egypt. 20 minutes and counting… unfortunately, none of this was getting processed in the students' brains- in one ear and out the other.

Who cares about some nameless pharaoh- if he didn't have a name, he wasn't important. one student thought as he tried to keep his eyes open.

What the hell is a shadow game, anyways? was another.

SD and PK got lucky…

We're not even studying Egypt yet- we're supposed to be doing Communist Russia!

BANG!

Suddenly, the door to the classroom was kicked open and slammed forcefully into the wall. Two figures in blood red cloaks with the hoods pulled up, sand-colored Egyptian outfits, sandals, and various pieces of jewelry stood in the doorway.

What the heck is going on! was the unanimous thought running through the class.

Yami was feeling an odd sense of dejívu- where had he seen those outfits before? The red cloak was very familiar…

The pair pulled large Super Soakers out from beneath their cloaks- revealing more of their outfits and identical large, golden necklaces (plastic replicas of the Millennium Ring) as they did so. The one in front bent down to knee-level and both aimed their guns at Yami, who had begun to panic the second he saw the guns and 'Millennium Rings'- thinking that the golden necklaces were real.

"Death to the baka Pharaoh!" the two figures chorused, firing the guns filled with what definitely wasn't water at Yami.

Gasps came from the students, followed by laughter as a gross-looking concoction made up of mustard, ketchup, honey, orange juice, and whatever the three had found to be useful down in the school cafeteria, then watered down so it would shoot through the Super Soaker covered Yami head to toe- most of it landing in his hair. Didn't help much that Yami just happened to hate mustard and ketchup with a passion and was slightly allergic to orange juice.

"And long live the King of Thieves." said the two, pulling back their hoods to reveal themselves as SD and PK.

The class laughed merrily and clapped as the two red-robed figures took a small bow. Yami just stood there in shock- not believing any of this could be happening. Loud clapping came from the doorway, and SD and PK turned around to see Bakura standing there- a triumphant grin on his face.

"Well done ladies, well done!" he said.

SD and PK looked at him in shock- this was not good.

Yami's vision turned red as he realized that the three had worked together to set this up. Oh, they had better run…

"Bakura-" SD hissed, "You're gonna get Mind Crushed!"

"Having fun, Pharaoh?" taunted Bakura.

"Tomb Robber…" growled Yami, stalking over to him, but stopping as he erupted in a fit of sneezing. The orange juice was taking effect.

"Aww…poor wittle Pharaoh need a tissue?" Bakura cooed- making SD and PK giggle madly, along with the rest of the class, even though they didn't get why they were calling each other 'Pharaoh' and 'Tomb Robber'.

"Bakura…" Yami muttered, racing forward and shoving the two girls out of the way to get to Bakura.

"You set this up! How did you get those two to do it! I thought I sent them to the office!" he yelled.

Bakura kept his calm and frowned disdainfully at the spirit currently holding him an inch off the ground.

"Now, now- you did send them to the office; just so happened that I'm currently principal here, and I asked them to do this for me." he replied, "And do we really have to resort to violence, eh Yami? I heard already- and can see- that you got into a fight with everyone's favorite CEO and got your ass handed to you, would you really like to go through that again?"

Yami growled and raised his fist threateningly- making several of the students gasp at this. Bakura's eyes widened a bit, but Yami didn't notice.

"Hehe…tell ya what- if you don't bash my face in, I'll give you this," he held up a nondescript white bottle, "I believe you'd want to wash that slop off of your head before it hardens and the orange juice the girls added make you swell up like a balloon."

SD and PK looked oddly at Bakura- what was he planning?

Yami narrowed his eyes at the thief before setting him down and snatching the bottle. He opened the top and sniffed it; a faint floral scent reached his nose.

"Shampoo?" he inquired, not trusting him.

"You think I wouldn't bring a bargaining tool in case you pulled something like you just did? What do you take me for, stupid?" Bakura scoffed.

"I suggest you run now- and take your little minions with you. 'Cause when I get back, you're in for a nice long trip, Bakura. If you catch my drift…"

SD, PK, and Bakura gulped.

"Who's he calling a minion?" PK asked, trying to put on a brave face.

Yami stalked out the door arrogantly, but once out of sight of the classroom- sprinted down as fast as his legs could take him to the boys' locker room.


PK and SD turned on the spirit as soon as Yami had left.

"Why'd you give him that! Ruin all our hard work, why don't you?" PK complained.

Bakura laughed, and a student asked if he went crazy. SD muttered "You have no idea." to him.

"My dear," here PK squealed mentally, "That was not shampoo I gave him, but rather a very potent hair dye." he told her.

One girl in the front row voiced the question floating around everyone's minds.

"What color, err…Sir?" she asked.

Bakura gave the class his famous trademark smirk, "Acid green."

Snorts and chuckles went around as they envisioned their substitute with a green, starfish-shaped hairstyle.


Yami took a towel and dried his hair as quick as he could- didn't want to give those three too much of a head start now, did he? He looked in the mirror and blanched before giving out an ear-piercing scream.

"BAKURA!"


The class in the History classroom quieted as they thought they had heard the echoes of a very angry ex-pharaoh coming from the building.

"Uh, should we…" began SD.

"Run? Yeah- I think so." finished PK.

"Class dismissed- get the hell out of here! And if you tell him where I went, I'll hunt you down myself!" Bakura yelled to the class and the three raced out the door, praying to God- or in Bakura's case, Ra- that they wouldn't meet up with Yami on the way.


SD27: Whew…Ra, that took forever to type. 5000 plus words.

PK13: (Still tied up to the chair and sobbing) I wanna be free…

YB: Right…

YY: (Pissed off at the chapter and the fact that the hair dye still hasn't come out yet) I have every right to let her out of that chair, Bakura- I reeeeeeeally should.

SD27: You do know she wants to inflict pain on you, right? She's like that for both your sakes.

YB: (singsong voice) The Pharaoh's got green hair…

YY: Bakura…

SD27: Children… now- 'Kura, will you do the reviewer replies?

YB: No.

SD27: Do it or I'll set PK loose.

YB: Fine…


Reviewer Replies…

Alexis Midori McClintock-Kaiba: YB: The authoresses would like to thank you tremendously for your review… and tell you that your weave is on fire. Haha.

SD27: Bakura…

YB: They hope you liked this chapter as good as the last one and sorry for the late update.

Shonenaiaintitcute: YB: The authoresses thank you for your very kind review, but I have to say that the complements might have over-inflated their already huge egos.

SD27: That's it! I'm finishing the rest!

PK13: (finally gets free of the chair) 'Kura-chan!

YB: (runs away)

Baka Basher: Thanks a bunch for reviewing! Sorry for all the Yami bashing in this chappie, but I already had it planned out and partially written when you reviewed. Your ideas are good- but we already have plans for Ken-chan and Sesshy.

YB: How could you possibly like that arrogant -

YY: (coughs) Ahem… I believe I still have a score to settle with you…

YB: (running now from both PK and Yami)

SD27: Ra help me…

Tailmon16: Weird…you read my mind… me 'n PK are still debating on whether or not we want Kurama or Kenshin/Kaoru be the next sub. Thanks for the review- sorry for the late update.

Nytingale: Thanks so much for your review! As for why none of the other students notice the anime characters- lets just say that in SD and PK's school (which is based off our own) there aren't many anime/manga fans, even fewer if you count only the freshmen, so they wouldn't really be noticed. You really got me thinking on that one- and there will be a better reason coming up for that it later chappies.

YB: Let go of me, woman!

SD27: Oh dear…Bakura's been caught- better speed this up.

Shadowed Kitsune: Shadowfox, buddy! You finally reviewed! Glad you like it so far! Sorry for the late update- hope you enjoyed this chappie!

Kyocat3: Thanks a bunch for your review! Feel free to send any ideas to me via my email- found in my profile. We still need help with a few chappies.


SD27: That's it for now- wow. We got 7 reviews, PK!

PK13: (too busy hugging Bakura to notice)

SD27: (sweatdrop) oh boy…

YB: (gets free and runs off too quick for PK to follow)

PK13: Aww… he got away. Oh! I forgot- if any of our lovely reviews out there have any suggestions, please leave them in a review. We still need ideas for a Math teacher and a Choir/Band too.

SD27: Yep. Any torture ideas are surely welcomed. (evil grin)

PK13: Speaking of torture…(glances over at Yami, who was too stupid not to run when he had the chance)

YY: (sweat drops and backs away in fear as PK pulls out the infamous Super Soaker)

SD27: Riiiiiight. Well, anyways…

Ja ne, minna-san!

PsychoKitty13 and samuraiduck27