Title: Project from Hell
Author: Maurelledrow
Rating: PG- 13
Pairings: Bakura/Malik, Seto/Yami, Honda/Anzu Jou/Yugi
Warnings: language, shonen-ai, weird humor
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh does not belong to me
Bakura glared at the teacher as he stopped them from leaving class.
Great. Just what he needed. First there was the lecture' from Yami
and Seto on what children should not be doing. Now he was keeping him
from getting his ass out of this hellhole Ryou said he had to go to.
"One more thing! As we all know Spring break starts tomorrow! So,
this is your assignment for the break. You have to go on vacation; to
the place of your kid's choosing!" He said enthusiastically to the
groans from the students. "Have a great break!"
"So where are we taking the brat?" Seto asked Yami during lunch. He
was attempting to catch-up on work he had missed. Yami was sitting
next to him in the limo doing what he could to distract him. Jou was
being entertained by the driver. Lord knows Seto paid him enough.
"The sub said wherever he wanted to go…" Yami said playing with the
bright red lolly that was his lunch'. Seto's eyes never left his
mouth. "But remembering the trip to a theme park with Mokuba, maybe
we should lay out some… options. I do not want to end up puking my
guts out again." Seto grinned and closed the distance between them.
"You know, I knew there was a reason besides that body, that made me
nuts," Seto taking the sticky ball of sugar from Yami's mouth. "You
can be as devious as I am." He kissed the candy-flavored mouth. So
much for doing work.
"Wife, where are we going to take Yugi?" Bakura growled. He was in a
bad mood. He had failed an English test the period before. I mean,
whoever invented the blasted language had done it just to piss him
off. Marik, who had been busy cutting Yugi's meal into bit-sized
portions looked up at him. Anubis, those eyes…
"I think the questions is, how are we going to take him anywhere?
Isis is traveling with the exhibit, which means I'm broke. She pays
the bills and that's it," Malik said glaring at his nose, where a bit
of what the school called mashed-potatoes ended up.
"I think I can come up with something…" Bakura said his mind working
over what he had buried in the backyard. He noted the irony in the
fact that he was going to have to spend his well-earned loot on the
Pharaoh's twin.
"I want to go to Disneyland!" Yugi said looking up at the two of
them, eyes huge. He had never been. His grandfather couldn't afford
the trip to Tokyo and the tickets. So simply it sounded like fun.
Bakura fumed.
"Hell no. I'm not spending three and a half hours on a bullet train
with you. That's assuming I could afford to go to Tokyo," Bakura told
him.
"Pleeeeeeeeease!" Yugi said putting on his best too-cute-to-say-no
face. Bakura was having none of it. Malik looked from one to the
other and back again. Considering the fact he was going to have to
live with both of them…
"Why don't we see how much money daddy has? If he has enough, we'll
go. If not we'll go somewhere else, k?" Malik said. Bakura opened his
mouth to protest, but Yugi stopped him.
"K! I'm gonna go play with Jou!" and with that he was off after his
friend, who just happened to be running from Kaiba's driver waving
something that look a lot like his wallet around in the air.
"How come Yugi gets to go to Disneyland, and I can't?" Jou asked for
the hundredth time. Seto, who had calmly explained Jou's choices
(the beach, a trip to the mountains, and fishing), felt his ire
flare. Damnit, he had know Jou was stupid, but…
"Yugi's going to Disneyland?" Mokuba said from the doorway. Kaiba
groaned. Like he was ever going to get to say no now. Mokuba had been
bugging him about making their annual trip.
"Yeah, and daddy says we can't go," Jou said hugging his dog close
enough to make the stuff animal look like he was wincing. Mokuba just
looked at him. Damn Yami needed to work over at his grandfather's
shop. Couldn't the old man hire help? He at least had some immunity
to his brother…
"Let's go, Ni-sama! It's about time anyway…" God, but he couldn't
resist that look. He put his head in his hands.
"Fine." he mumbled into them. He ignored the cheers that exploded
around him. Yami was going to kill him.
"Get-up! Get-up!" Jou and Mokuba shouted throwing on the lights in
Kaiba and Yami's shared room. Kaiba sat up and glared and Yami merely
wiped the sleep from his eyes. A look at the clock proved it to be
three in the morning.
"What the hell?" Kaiba snarled. Jou grinned evilly at his parents. He
was dressed and so was Mokuba.
"We wanted to spend all the daylight hours at the park. So, we got
tickets for the three-thirty train to Tokyo!" Jou said. Seto looked
ready to kill them both. He knew he should've handled the details,
but had all he could deal with trying to calm Yami down after he
found out where they were going. Then he realized what time it was.
"Damnation!" He said fling the covers off him and running to the
closet. That meant he and Yami had about five minutes to get dressed
before they had to be in the car.
"Get-up, damnit!" Bakura snarled at his wife'. It was close to time
to leave, and he was still asleep. Long blonde hair askew on the
light blue of his sheets. Personally, Bakura could think of a half
dozen ways to spend this morning that didn't involve getting up for a
damned trip to the Happiest Place on Earth, paid for by yours truly.
"Muruff…" came the half-hearted reply. Well, Bakura could think of
one more way to wake him up that didn't involve cold water and a
cursing match. He leaned over and caught a pair of soft lips. He came
down hard. He wanted him awake. NOW. The warm response startled him a
bit, as Malik opened his mouth and came after him. Bakura fought
back, and was so intent on winning the battle of the tongues he
failed to notice Yugi wandering in.
"Ewwwww…." came from the door making Bakura lose contact. Yugi stood
in the doorway his face in a look of disgust. He turned to his
stuffed animal. "Mommy and daddy are going to catch cooties."
"Why you little!" Bakura began to be stopped by Malik. He was awake
now and had a hold of Bakura's wrist. Bakura turned his eyes to the
other. He looked well rested and at peace.
"You won't kill our child. At least not until we get our grade on
this," Malik said sweetly. He sat up and gave them both a look. "I'll
be down in ten. Everything better be ready." Bakura raised an eyebrow
at the other. Him giving orders? Maybe he should wake him up like
that more often.
"Are we there yet?" Jou asked for the billionth time. Bakura felt a
little tick over his right eye. Kaiba sat on the other side of the
compartment, Yami's head in his lap, yelling through his cell phone
at some department head or another. Malik had left to get breakfast
along with Mokuba, and Yugi was glued to the window.
"No." Bakura growled. "And if you ask that again, I'll cut out your
tongue, dry it, and make it into a necklace for you." He offered
reasonably. Needless to say, Jou closed his mouth. Kaiba put his hand
over the mouthpiece, and glared at Bakura.
"I'm the only one aloud to threaten him," he snarled at Bakura. He
merely blinked as Kaiba turned to a startled Jou. "Do what he says,
or I might just let him."
"Breakfast!" Mokuba shouted by way of announcing his and Malik's
arrival. He then proceeded to hand out food. Kaiba took the coffee
handed him without even stopping his tirade. Yugi and Jou had a bowl
of something thrust into their hands. Bakura didn't like the look of
it and was about to say something when Marik handed him a muffin. He
glared up at him.
"A muffin?" he hissed. Marik shrugged.
"It's blueberry. They didn't have anything hot other than coffee. So no
half bloody sausage for you," Marik said sleepily. Bakura gave it
back and took the coffee Marik had planned on drinking. "Hey!"
"Hay is for horses," Bakura told him. He got enough of that out of
his light. Speaking of him, what was he up to?
Some beach, somewhere, Ryou sat in the sand making sandcastles. A
large grin on his face as both of his parents, who he had caught
napping, were covered up to their necks in sand. They were going to
have a bad time when the tide came in. Maybe his yami was right, and
being bad had its uses.