Disclaimer: I don't own them, well except Kiri and she may take offense to that statement.
A/N: Wow, three review already. I am inspired.
Mokuba awoke and stretched. Something was different, but he couldn't quite place his claw on it.
Stop...blink, blink...claw?
Mokuba looked down and sure enough, he had claws and wings. Somehow, Mokuba was now Muki. He slunk back down under the covers, he didn't know what was going on, but somehow he just knew his brother was not going to be happy. Maybe if he went back to sleep he would change back or awaken from this nightmare. Either way, he wasn't ready to face Kaiba just yet.
Morning broke over the city like every other morning. The sun rose with beauty and grace, the birds sang their morning greetings and the city arose full of life. Kiri stretched and snuggled deeper in the warm blankets and soft mattress. Somewhere in her mind she noted that Kaiba had once again moved her from the couch to his bed, but the chill in the air that nipped her nose settled her against getting up and storming down to his office. However, other vague thoughts began to filter in her head, such as she didn't remember going to bed in her underwear, and why did it feel like she had fallen asleep in another game...her eyes came open as that realization struck her. She swung her legs off the bed and stood up, glanced in the mirror, then screamed. It was the type of scream that generally caused your blood to chill, your heart to stop, and anyone living or dead to awaken in startlement or terror depending on your nature.
Kiri turned as Kaiba burst through the bedroom door. They stared at each other for a few moments, each unbelieving of the other's appearance. Kiri blinked at Kaiba, opened her mouth, closed it, and finally managed to speak, "You're a dragon. A big, black dragon." She looked at the door behind him and then around the bedroom, "your bedroom is dragon-size." She just blinked at the bed, knowing she sounded like an idiot but unable to come up with anything more intelligent under the circumstances. She had been sleeping in a dragon's bed, albeit warm and comfortable it may be, and her partner was now a dragon. Big, black, angry dragon! 'Kaiba angry, remind me to never be the cause of that, it is not pretty' she thought to herself. 'My English deteriorates when I am dumbfounded,' she absently observed. She looked back at the mirror then to Kaiba, "I want my clothes back." It was more of a thought than any real demand; somehow she just knew that her clothes at home were all in the same condition. Call it feminine intuition, or perhaps more accurately, feminine fear.
A movement on the bed caught their attention. Kiri watched in horror/surprise as a big, white dragon stretched and yawned. "Keep the noise down, it's still early," he grumped. Kiri backed away from him and into Kaiba's fairly large chest. Somehow having him towering over her made her feel slightly better about the strange dragon she had 'slept' with...blink, blink...slept with. Kiri begin to feel slightly dizzy. "Who are you?" she whispered, her voice having vanished with the shock.
"Kiri, quite being silly, you know me, I'm Kaiba," the white dragon yawned at her then grinned. She stared at this grinning dragon, 'Kaiba never grins' she thought. The black dragon stared at the white in annoyance, "I am Kaiba." Somehow Kiri was finding this amusing in a horrified kind of way. The two dragons continued to glare at each other as Kiri's brain finally kicked into gear.
"Kind of like Yugi and the Pharaoh" she pointed out.
The black dragon hissed, "I don't have a dark side or another personality living in my head."
Kiri smiled weakly. "I always figured you were your own dark side," she quipped.
The white dragon snickered, "that's for sure." Somehow the white dragon snickering really made Kiri nervous. 'Kaiba never snickers, never laughs,' she paled even more if that was possible at the moment, 'it's Kaiba's never half.' That thought triggered a realization that shot through Kiri like lightening. If she had been in a cheesy cartoon, a light bulb would have gone off over her head.
"He is your light side," she gasped, pointing at the white dragon. She began to laugh, tears rolling down her face. The two Kaiba's glaring at her only made it worse. Vaguely she knew she was slightly hysterical but she couldn't stop.
"What a sight! Keep laughing, baby, your bouncing beautifully."
Kiri sobered immediately and turned to glare at Muki. "Ugh, not you too."
"In the flesh, sweetheart. Every beautiful ounce of me." Muki flexed his wings and puffed out his chest.
"You can be replaced by a stuffed dragon."
"Where you going to find a stuffed dragon?"
"In the phone book under taxidermist."
The white Kaiba laughed, "oh Kiri, you're so clever."
Kiri narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists on her hips. "You, just shut up. It's bad enough dealing with a perverted brat and the king of cold hearts here; I don't need your chauvinistic attitude. And while we are at it, where the hell are my clothes."
A/N tune in next chapter to see how the rest of our adventurers are faring. Is it just Kaiba's house or did everyone have a change (snicker) of heart.