Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. The character Enzan Injuuin is from Magaman, which I hold no ownership to either. I was trying to find the Japanese name for Blaze Quest, but I couldn't find it, so it stayed Blaze Quest. I don't own that.
Notes: I gave up watching Malcolm in the Middle for this! I hope you're HAPPY!
-Seven Days Till Christmas-
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me six geese a laying, five golden rings! Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree.
That verse in the beginning is starting to get pretty long.
-Seven Days till Christmas-
Sunday morning is usually the morning I spend in bed. Normally, this would be the day I'm found sleeping in bed. However, on the morning of Sunday December the 19th, 2004, I was rudely awoken by a smelly substance being applied to my hair. The smelly substance in question would be yellow mustard. (Ra, I hate that stuff.)
Accompanying my shrill shrieks were my friends' well rounded, evil laughs.
As I reached out for the Millennium Rod to banish Otogi and Akefia (aka Bakura) to the Shadow Realm, I remembered Isis had included confiscation of the Rod in my grounding. "You bakas will die," I growled in earnest, a flush rising in my cheeks. "You will!"
Baka Ryuuji and Baka Bakura just started laughing as the heavy liquid dripped all over my bedding as I sat up. Isis was going to kill me!
Making a bold decision, I left Otogi and Bakura alone to shower, glad that when I returned, the worst the two had done was to divide up my rarest Duel Monsters cards, and they were about to cast lots for them.
"Oi!" I announced as I entered my room. "Where's baby Ryou today?"
"He's not a baby," Otogi said, at the same time Bakura replied:
"Out." Bakura rolled one of Otogi's dice. "He's busy getting people Christmas presents."
"And your birthday present," Otogi added, satisfiedly picking up the card pile containing Ra. "I didn't forget it! I got you a present!"
I looked at him suspiciously. "Okay… well, anyways, I need your help to sneak out of the house."
"Why?" Bakura asked.
"So Isis doesn't catch me, duh. I need to get this stuff to the Laundromat," I said, bundling up my sheets. Otogi nodded and disappeared. I blinked.
"Bakura… Where does he think he's going?" I asked.
"To help you," Bakura replied, sticking Otogi's forgotten cards (or really, mine) into his pocket. "Come on, let's get you out of here."
-Seven Days till Christmas—
Hearing Otogi sweet talking my sister was a weird experience. Yes, he was "distracting her" by flirting with her. Minimalistic, though, by Otogi standards. Just a lot of complimenting and stuff. However, as soon as we'd taken five steps from the house, Isis called Otogi's cell phone, and told me to come back for laundry detergent. Which, of course, I did, as I didn't want stinky bed sheets for my winter break. And my birthday. Did I mention that my birthday was coming up? Yeah, in four days, I would be turning seventeen. Yep.
Anyways… At the Laundromat, I stuffed my sheets in the wash. I sat down on a bench and propped my feet up. "Alright Baku and Otogi. Here's my plan…" I looked up, and behold, Bakura was not present. "Where the hell his Bakura?"
"Oh," Otogi replied. "He went off. Said that Ryou was calling. Needs girl help or something, like that three thousand year old spirit could help," the dice master scoffed. He was twirling his hair and looking at it closely, looking for any split ends he might need to cut off.
"Alright then…" I muttered. "Well… Do you have any ideas of who's sending Isis gifts? All I know is that he's not having financial difficulties. Plus he doesn't seem to know what to get a girl. The presents are so random. And he probably goes to school with us."
"Why are you so wrapped up in that?" Otogi asked, sighing exaggeratedly as he slid of the washing machine to face me.
"She's my sister, and I just want to know who's using MY DESK as a freaking post box!"
I pulled out a pen and paper (don't ask from where,) and wrote this down:
List: Rich Geezers
Otogi Ryuuji
Motou Yuugi
Motou Yami
Kaiba Seto
Ijuuin Enzan
List: Dirt Poor Geezers
Jounouchi Katsuya
Honda Hirito
A bunch of other people I don't feel like mentioning
List: Financial Status Unsure
Bakura Ryou
Bakura Akefia (The Yami.)
Other people I'm too sloth to mention
"Demonstrated here," I noted, indicating the list, "Is that I know a lot of rich folk."
Otogi picked up the list and inspected it closely. "Enzan? Isn't he the son of Blaze Quest's CEO? He's also thirteen, a trifle too young, ne?"
Ripping the paper out of Otogi's hands, I quickly crossed the name off the list. Smiling happily, I said, "One less suspect."
-Seven Days till Christmas-
I think Otogi got annoyed with me. That's probably why he left while I was busy taking the sheets out of the washing machine. That's not a very good friend, ne? He didn't even announce his leaving. I sat down on the bench once again to review the list of suspects, when a loud slurping sucking-at-an-empty-fountain-drink-cup sound alerted me of another presence. "Whatchya doin'?" someone annoyingly familiar asked.
"What are you doing here, Jou?" I asked, containing a groan in annoyance. It was good enough for him to half been stuck with me during the lockdown yesterday at the museum while somebody was robbing an artifact across the hall. The fact that all the girls in his sister's class were bent on flirting with Otogi or me helped in my decision to regret going to work for Isis.
"Doing laundry. My sister's staying over the break, so I decided to clean the bed sheets for her." Jou sat down and looked over my shoulder at the list. "I'm not dirt poor, you—"
"Um, actually Jou, you are." I gestured his dirty bed sheets.
Jou reddened. "So? What're you saying, punk. You wanna fight or somin'?"
I shook my head. "Hey Jou, who do you think would be rich and crazy enough to buy my sister a million crazy presents?"
"Crazy?" Jou asked (questioningly).
I nodded. "I don't think anyone in the right mind would want to seriously date Isis."
"Why not? You're sister is really hot… OWCH!" The last statement was most likely caused by the hand pinching his ear tightly. The hand belonged to a certain blonde duelist by the name of Mai Kujaku.
"You're girlfriend's right here! What exactly do you think you're trying to get away with by saying another woman is hot!"
"I was just convincing Malik that it's not so bad for his sister to- OWCH! Hey! Let go of my ear! Wait a minute… Where's Shizuka?"
"Oh, we ran into Otogi, and he took her to the arcade next door."
"That bastard! Come on, let's go!"
And with that, Jounouchi Katsuya pulled his girlfriend along after him to save his sister from the "Big Bad Otogi," leaving his bed sheets behind. I crossed his name off the list.
-Seven Days till Christmas-
Yami could be crossed off the list too, seeing as he is in love with that cheer leader Anzu. Yuugi's off too, seeing as he's too young to have hormones. (He is twelve, right?) Should Ryou be put off the list? I don't think he's even interested in girls… I left that name just incase.
Plus the fact that when I returned home with my bundle of bed sheets, I ran into Ryou on the doorstep of my home, holding a package. "Ano… Ryou, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Ah… I was coming over to ask if you wanted to go shopping or something and I found this on your doorstep." He raised the package as indication.
I shrugged, and pulled out a house key, suspicion rubbing at the back of my mind. "Open the door," I said, tossing the key to Ryou. He didn't catch it, but bent down to pick it up. After fumbling in the keyhole for a bit, the boy smiled slightly at me, and pushed open the door. Walking into my home, I smelt the delicious smell of fresh brownies! Isis is a good brownie maker, did I ever mention that?
Ryou went directly into the kitchen and placed the package on the table.
-Seven Days till Christmas-
I just realized, I forgot to do something:
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me six geese a laying, five golden rings! Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree.
Or, in this case, six silk scarves.
-Seven Days till Christmas-
"Isis-san, I think this is for you," Ryou said softly. You know, he almost sounds like a girl, but that's much aside the point.
And indeed, it was labeled FOR ISIS on the side in a curly font.
Isis set down a plate of brownies on the table, gracefully gesturing for Ryou and I to dig in. She removed her oven mitts (!) and picked up the box, using her thumbnail to slit the tape. Inside were six beautifully designed silk scarves, each a different color of the rainbow.
I had to admit, however, that they just HAD to be expensive. The rich designs on each silk scarf (and the fact they were obviously pure silk) meant they had to be. And they were beautiful. If I had a girl to court, I'd definitely give those to her. I don't think the scarves are very practical, however, noting that they are made of silk and not very warm at all.
And so the day ended with me not getting in trouble for once.
-Seven Days till Christmas-
NOT.
Stupid Bakura. Stupid STUPID BAKA! Bakura.He just HAD to come and bombard the house with bewitched snowballs, didn't he?
-Seven Days till Christmas… HURRY UP ALREADY, WILL YA-
Review replies!
Misura: I feel bad for Malik-kun too…
Angelinahieiscuz: You really think it's that funny. I'm flattered.
Saiyanluva24601: Thanks! (And I'm not saying it's Otogi, cuz it'd be unfair to tell you before the story's done.)
Satine89:I know you love me. Everyone should! XD! J/K. And how many times do I have to say that Ichigo-sensei is only named after you?
MotherCHOWGoddess: You're right. I'm trying to make him a normal sixteen-year-old, albeit… a bit immature at times. I'm glad he's not my kid either.
Sami: I seriously couldn't think of anything that could come in fours except pens. ((Sweatdrop)) And I'll have you know that I am a dubbie girl. I've only ever seen the dub anime (except for the first disk VIZ let out in Japanese,) so I know all the dub character's names. n.n Random note of information: Otogi being Duke actually makes SENSE! I looked up Otogi on a Jap-English dictionary, and it meant… DUKE! Isn't that amazing!
X Kaibasgirl x: Trustshipping, yadda yadda, it's all good, but I already swore to Straws… But maybe… (And I'd be a terrible friend, lying to Straws like that, but whatever. n.-)