Don't own Yugioh. Second installement of "LIFE IS FUN WHEN RANDOM". Please R/R. Mana's a bit OCC, but so is everyone, no?
Chapter 2: Mana, Milk and facial hair
A brown haired, green eyed girl with bronzed skin surveyed the bustling crowds though her thick eye lashes. She noticed two figures gingerly making their way though the chaos. Mana grinned as she causally leant against the wall. Great. More victims.
Shadi dragged along a much agonised Karim who wondered if he could ever step outside again, seeing how much public humiliation he was receiving. Shadi was giggling like a total girls blouse. Isis, who had made a mental note to herself to never give Shadi sugar, had followed the two men. She spotted them near a pretty girl who was making sure her thighs were fully exposed.
Mana approached Karim, and ignoring Shadi wound her arms around his neck. "Hi there," she said huskily, hoisting out her cleavage even more. Karim gulped. "M-Mana?" Mana placed a smooth finger on his lips. A temple was throbbing in Shadi's forehead. He untangled Mana from Karim, and plonked her on the floor. "Hey! Get your own priest. This ones mine." Mana blinked, as if taking in Shadi on sugar high for the first time. "Hey, I do what I want," she declared boldly, her hand on her hip. "Do you want to challenge me? Is that it?" Shadi paused for a moment. Then: "BRING IT ON BITCH!"
Isis looked liked she had just seen Seto in the shower. Her mouth was hanging open.
"ISIS!" Mahooda sprinted over to Isis. He looked on the verge of a nervous breakdown. His hat was knocked askew, not to mention he was shaking violently "Oh Isis! Have you seen Mana? I was teaching her love spells, but one backfired. It was the tartest spell there! Have you seen….?", He stopped mid sentence. He recognized Mana trying to tear Shadi's eyes out. Mahooda opened his mouth to speak. And he burst into tears.
Atem was having a tough time back at the palace. Shimon was wandering from room to room, and he had to find a hiding place soon or else he was a dead jackal. The door was flung open, but it was only Seto. Sighing, he crossed the room, only tripping over the Pharaoh's cat, Tribbles, and hurtling head first into the many rows of pots that littered the room. A "OUCH!" was heard as Atem crawled out of his third pot that day. "Atem, Sire, I would prefer it if you varied your hiding spaces," sighed Seto. " Its very distressing for the young ladies of the Palace. Seeing as since you did hide in Mana's room the last time you upset Shimon, you ended up with a black eye and a fractured arm."
A deep booming voice, terrible and dangerous boomed: "WHERE'S MY MILK? I SMELL THE BLOOD OF A PHARAOHMAN." Atem squeaked and dove into one of the still solid pots.
The dark priest decided he needed a shave. He wound his fingers around that maddening mane that was his beard. Grinning, he stroked it. He hadn't really shaved before, only gotten his slaves to do it. How hard could it be? All his slaves had been given the day off.
Five minutes later:
Seto walked in, sending a very expensive vase flying. "Seto!" scowled the dark priest. Seto rolled his eyes, and turned to his father to say….
He stopped.
He stared.
His mouth fell open.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF BLOODY RA HAVE YOU DONE TO YOURSELF?"
BB3: I got the idea of making a flirty Mana from a idea that was posted in. Please feel free to send in any more ideas for the randomness! I might have some pairings in this, feel free to post ideas for pairings in. I will be doing more Bakura+ Kisara next chapter. Please R/R.
Cat: Or just don't bother.