Misao: Wow! I seriously need a life! No, I'm not just now noticing that. I just now decided to state it though. Well, I'm bored, and I got this idea for a story last night, and decided to write it. And it's humor, of course. I seriously need to extend my story writing type, explore new genre's!...Oh well, maybe one day I'll have the courage to take that small step needed to do that. (Note the sarcasm).
Disclaimer: If I owned Yu-Gi-Oh, in any way, shape or form, there's no way in hell you would find it on WB, or Cartoon Network. It probably wouldn't even be allowed on Adult Swim!... Ok, maybe it wouldn't be that bad...
Summary: Well, one day while the hikari's are at school. Bakura and Marik get bored. Yami'sBordom Doom and Demise. So, they decide to follow thier hikari's to school! Fun, right? Right. The hikari's might end up mysteriously getting detention's from all their teachers, and then some!! They even manage to drag Yami into their schemes! In the later chapters, Marik, Bakura and Yami will wreck havok in other random places. And I might end up having a pairing in this story. It will either be BakuraxMarik, or BakuraxMarikxYami....
Doom and Demise
Chapter 1
Bored.
Bored.
Bored.
That is exactly what Bakura was right now. Bored. Very, very bored. He was so bored, if he was any more bored, he would be really damn bored. In other words, he was bored. Did he mention how bored he was? He was pretty damn bored. Just about as bored as bored could get. He was on the border line of bored. You know what? He was bored.
Yup, that pretty much summed it up. He didn't understand why his hikari insisted on going to that place he went everday. What was it called? Oh yeah, school. It even sounded stupid. School... what a stupid name, where the hell did they come up with these things?
So, like everyday, Bakura was stuck at home, bored. There was absolutly nothing to do around the house! There was never anything on T.V, and last time he tried to cook something he set the kitchen on fire. Ryou was pretty mad about that too.....but what did he expect after leaving his yami alone in the house everyday?
Bakura groaned in frustration from where he was sprawled out on the couch. he tossed the remote across the room after rolling over to lay on his back. He stared up at the ceiling, or more like glared up at it, as if it was the ceilings fault he had nothing to do.
'What to do........' He thought to himself, 'I could go burn some things.....no, Ryou wouldn't be to happy about that.....maybe I could go scare that little kid across the street....... no, Last time the kid's mother called the cops and I ended up getting Ryou in trouble.......' Bakura sighed again and sat up, glancing around the room. There was NOTHING to do!!! One would think that after being sealed in the Millennium Ring for 3000 years, and finally getting your own body, there would be plenty of things to do, expecially in this new time period. But no, everything he could do would get his hikari in trouble.
"I wonder if Marik and the pharaoh are this bored everyday..." Bakura wondered to himself. Wait, Marik and the pharaoh! Of course, why didn't he think of that before!? Bakura jumped off of the couch and headed towards the kitchen. He picked up the phone and put it to his ear. All he heard was an annoying buzzing sound. Oh, right, you had to push buttons to get it to work. He pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it. But which buttons?
'Guess I'll have to guess' Bakura growled in frustration and pushed some buttons, then placed the phone by his ear again. There was a ringing sound this time. He waited, and finally he heard some guys voice on the other end, "Hello? How May I help you?" The guy asked in an over the top gay voice.
"Where is Malik?" Bakura demanded.
"Malik? My, that name does sound familiar. Mmm... It sounds so sexy too... I bet whoever this Malik is has a nice ass." The man said.
"Who are you? And how do you know Malik has a nice ass?" Bakura asked, his patients wearing thin.
"My name is Charley. But you can call me Twinkles. All my freinds do, I personally think it's the twinkle in my eye." The man said. (For those of you who haven't read my other fic "How The Rare Hunters Got Their Outfits," You might want to, so you understand what's going on with this guy).
Bakura quickly hung up on the man, some-what disturbed by his comments. Ok, he wasn't going to try that again, who knows who he'd get if he did. After a few moments of thinking, Bakura had come up with another way to call Marik.
Bakura, not bothering to put his shoes on, walked over to the neighbors house, phone still in hand. Once he reached the door, he begun to bang on their door rather loudly. After a few minutes of banging, and eventually kicking, an old woman answered the door.
"Call Malik's house." Bakura told her and thrusted the phone into her boney hand. The woman looked at him with a confused expression, then at the phone, then at Bakura again.
"Call Malik. Now." Bakura demanded, narrowing his eyes even more at the old woman, who's hands were shaking in either fear or exaustion.
"Umm. Sorry sonney. but I don't know who this Malik is." She answered in a weak, shakey voice.
"Of course you do! He's the crazy egyptian blond with the motorcycle who destroys your garden every summer!" Bakura argued, raising his voice and clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white.
"Oh, him. I don't know his phone number though." The old woman, who looked ready to collapse, said and handed the phone back to Bakura.
"How can you not know his number!?" Bakura screamed.
"Sonney, I'm going to have to ask you to leave before I call the cops. My heart can't can't take this stress." She said, backing up further into the saftey of her home. Not that her hose was of much saftey from the expert thief.
"Call Malik and I'll leave!" Bakura said stubbornly, holding ou the phone once again.
"I don't know his number." She said and shut the door in Bakura's face. After about 10 minutes of banging on the door some more, Bakura stomped back over to his own house and slammed the door shut.
He whent back into the kitchen glared at the phone, only then did he notice something written on the back of it. Scanning over the writing, he noticed names listed on it.
#1 - Yuugi
#2 - Malik
#3 - Seto Kaiba
#4 - Jounouchi
#5 - Anzu
#6 - Dad
#7 - Ishizu (Museum)
There was a couple other numbers listed to, but at the moment, Bakura didn't care.Just out of curiousity, to see if it would work, Bakura punched in the number 4. It rung for a while, then Jounouchi's unmistakable voice answered in a whisper, "Hello?" But Bakura didn't respond.
"Mister Jounouchi! May I ask why you have you cell phone with you in class?" A womans voice was heard. Jounouchi cursed and then there was a click. Bakura smirked, knowing he had gotten the mutt in trouble. Ok. Now, onto buinsness.
Bakura punched in the number 2, then waited. He got the ansering machine, so he hung up and tried again. This time, the pissed off voice of Marik answered, "Who are you and what the hell do you want?"
"Bakura" Bakura said, letting him know who it was.
"Oh, Bakura. Hey, whats up?" Marik asked, his earlier pissed off and hostile voice tonning down.
"I'm bored out of my mind and the lady next door called the cops on me I think, what about you?" Bakura said and sat down in one of the kitchen chiars, propping his feet up on the table, something Ryou always scolded him for, but he wasn't here, so what did it matter?
"Same here. Without my hikari here there's nothing to do. And I'm not sure what wrong with the T.V. It pissed me off, so I beat it into submission with the Millennium Rod, now sparks are flying out of it and smoke is everywere." Marik replied.
"Sounds like your having more fun then me."
"Heh, you call this fun? I'm about to kill someone I'm so bored!" Marik complained.
"I wonder what our hikari's are doing. This school thing must be interesting if they go there everyday. There hiding something from us. There keeping all the fun to them selves. Those bastards."
"Well, why don't we go find out?"
"What are you suggesting?" Bakura asked.
"I'm suggesting that we go find out!!" Marik growled.
"Oh, right. Sure, why not? I'll meet you at your house then." Bakura said, abou to hang up, but a sudden thought crossed his mind, "Should we call the Pharaoh to join us? I'm sure he's just as bored."
"No! You know he'll try to ruin our fun if he thinks it unexceptable!" Marik protested. He was right though, Yami would definitally object to some of the things they would most likely try, If not object to all the things they would try.
"Your right. Well, I guess I'll meet you at your house in a few minutes." Bakura said and hung up, smirking to himself. He had a feeling that this day was going to turn out just fine.
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20 Minutes Later:
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"Took you long enough." Marik mumbled as he walked up to Bakura, who glared at him and crossed his arms.
"Shut up and lets go. It's almost 11:00, so they should be having lunch soon, we could probably find our hikari's easier at that time." Bakura said, and started in the direction he knew the school was.
"I knew you were crazy, but I never thought you to be the unstable suicidle type." Marik commented with a smirk, following the tomb robber towards their destination of doom, dooom dooooom doooom dooooooooom.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Bakura growled, sending a glare in Marik's direction.
"We can't let our hikari's see us! Do you realize what would happen if they found us roaming their school?" Marik asked, throwig his arms up in the air to emphasize his point.
"Hmm....never thought about that. Well that's no fun. We'll have to hide the whole time..." Bakura pouted.
"For Ra's sake, Bakura! Your the King of Theives!! You should be able to get through that place without the hikari's seeing you without having to hdie the whole time." Marik pointed out, wacking Bakura upside the head.
"You know what, that is so true." Bakura said, then glanced around, "Ok, the school should be right around this corner."
"Should be?"
"You know what I mean, jackass." Bakura mumbled, grabbing Marik by the arm and pulling him along.
"Oh, that insult hurt me deeply Bakura, really it did."
"I'm sure." Bakura grumbled, then stopped infront of a rather large building, "This is it."
"Really? I had no idea!" Marik gasped in fake surprise.
"Cut the Ra damned sarcasm already." Bakura rolled his eyes, then proceeded to drag Marik around to the side of the building, eyes darting around the area for any sign of unwelcome life.
They were both surprised, however, to find something, or rather someone, with their back to them, leaning around and peering over the other side of the building. It only took a moment for them to recognize the skin tight leather bound and spikey multi-color haired person to be Yami. Oh Joy.
"Oi, Pharaoh, isn't it a little beneath you to be spying on your hikari?" Bakura asked in his usual cold tone he always had towards Yami. The said pharaoh jumped and swiftly turned to face the other two yami's.
"What are you two doing here?" He asked suspiciously, regaining his composure.
"We could ask you the same thing." Marik replied cooly.
"I am simply worried for my hikari's saftey." He said matter-o-factly.
"This is a school, pharaoh. What possible danger could the shrimp be in?" Bakura asked, raising an eyebrow.
"That's what I'm here to find out. He came home yesturday and had a rather large bruise on his arm and cheek." Yami explained.
"Your hikari too, huh?" Bakura asked. Ryou had ofter come home with bruises, but when he asked him about it, he had a different excuse each time, the most commen being that he fell and landed on something or bumped into something. But Bakura didn't press the matter. if it was serious he was sure his hikari would tell him. Or so he thought....
"Yes. He said he just fell, but I don't think I quite believe him."
"Wow, I think you have more faith and trust in the heart of your precious cards then you do your own hikari. That's sad pharaoh, really it is." Bakura commented with his usual arrogant smirk. He loved taunting the pharaoh, it brought him so much joy.
"At least I care about my hikari! Why are you here anyways? Trying to get Ryou and Malik in trouble? I wouldn't put it past you."
"If they get in any trouble today, it's their own damn fault! They leave us at home everyday with absolutally nothing to do! I was about to go mad from bordom!" Marik spoke up.
"We'll leave you to your hikari-watching. Come on Marik." Bakura said and grabbed Marik by the back of his shirt, dragging him away. It wasn't until a few minutes later, when they entered the building, did they notice Yami had followed them.
"What is it now, pharaoh?" Bakura asked, sighing loudly as he turned to face the said person.
"I don't trust you two. Therefore, I'm going to follow you and make sure you don't cause any damage." Yami informed them.
"Oh I see. Aww, you don't wanna be left out of all the fun?" Bakura taunted.
Yami narrowed his eyes at the thief, "Our idea's of fun are two totally different things, I assure you."
"Ok, fine. How about we make you a deal?" Bakura suggested, getting a sceptical lok from both Yami and Marik.
"What kind of deal?" Yami asked suspiciously.
"You let us show you our definition of fun, and if you don't enjoy yourself, tomorrow you can show us your definition of fun." Bakura said, then added, "As long as it's not playing Duel Monsters......"
Yami thought for a minute, playing out both the pro's and con's of this so called 'deal' they were proposing. With a sigh, he agreed, "Deal. But, there will be no sending anyone to the shadow realm. I'm almost certain that is Marik's idea of fun, and I don't think my aibou would be too pleased, nor would yours."
Bakura smirked, "Fine. So, your agreeing to go along with anything and everything we decide to do? Your not going to argue with us if you find anything unacceptable, right?" Bakura said, wanting to make sure the pharaoh understood what he was getting himself into.
"Right. As long as no one gets sent to the Shadow Realm, and or killed, I'm up for whatever you two are planning." Yami said, metally preparing himself for whatever was to come, though the maniacal grins both Bakura and Marik adopted two seconds ago wasn't helping.
"Ok then pharaoh, welcome to the 'Doom and Demise' gang." Marik said.
"Doom and Demise gang?" Bakura raised and eyebrow at his partner in crime.
"Well, since it's not the two of us anymore, we needed some kind of title, and I liked the ring it had to it." Marik explained.
"Ok then...." Bakura shook his head and sighed.
"So, where to first?" Yami asked.
Bakura smirked at him again, "Anxious, are we?"
"I just want to get this over with." Yami said, crossing his arms stubbornly. In all honesty though, he was getting rather excited about this whole idea. He had heard of some of the many pranks and things Marik and Bakura had pulled, and they seemed to lead pretty exciting lives, while he was stuck being the "mature" yami. Everyone looked up to him and expected so much out of him. They also expected him to keep the other yami's out of trouble, which in turn, made the two think of him as a goodie-goodie. Most people would think he didn't care, but he did. He wanted to live the excitment they lived, instead of living the supressed and boring life his 'friends' somehow managed to pull him into. He did like them all, but they were just so...bleh. And do you know how long it took him to get that marker ink off of his hand when Anzu 'marked them with a special sign'? It took forever! He didn't think he's ever get it off.
"Oi, pharaoh, stop spacing out and lets go." Bakura said, breaking Yami out of his thoughts.
He silently followed the other two yami's, getting a sudden rush of excitment as they snuck through the many hallways, "Do you guys have any clue what your doing?" He asked.
"Shh!" Bakura turned around to face Yami, "Your going to get us caught. And no, we have no idea what we're doing." He then smirked, "That's what makes it fun." Yami nodded dumbly, suddenly feeling slightly nervous since they had no clue what they were getting themselves into. But, he figured that since Bakura had managed to gain the title King of Thieves, they would make it through without getting caught. Unless that was part of the plan, to get caught. Shit.
Once they got to one of the smaller hallways, Bakura and Marik stood up straight and started walking casually through the hallway. Yami stood there, puzzled. What were they doing? Did they want to get caught?
"Hurry it up pharaoh!" Bakura called over to him, and Yami sped up to catch up with them, "Don't look so nervous. Are you forgetting that we look exactly like our hikari's? Maybe a few differeces, but not enough for any mere mortal to notice, there all oblivious and stupid like that. If anyone see's us, they'll mistake us for Ryou, Yuugi and Malik."
"Me and You, maybe. But I think they would notice the slight difference in 'Malik's' hair." Yami said sarcastically.
"He decided to get creative. People are changing their hair everyday." Bakura pointed out.
"So what? We're going to wander the hall all day?" Yami asked, feeling slightly dissapointed, he was hoping for something more exciting.
"Are you crazy? Have a little more faith Yami! These things take time!" Bakura said in a fake-hurt voice. Yami starred at him for minute, mainly because he just called him by his name! He has never once called him by his name. Maybe by the end of this day he would be excepted into their little, er, 'gang' as Marik put it. He knew his hikari, and his friends would highly disapprove of this, but if he got to have a bit of excitment in his life, he didn't care!
"Mister Mutou, Mister Ishtar, and Mister Bakura, may I ask why you are roaming the halls?" A sudden harsh male voice asked. They all turned around to see a tall man, looking to be in his late 40's, standing there with his arms crossed, giving them a stern look.
"I'm terrible sorry sir, you see, I wasn't feeling very well and Malik here was escorting me to the bathroom, and Yuugi was on his way to the bathroom as well." Yami was stunned, to put it lightly. That was quick thinking. Not only that, Bakura had the perfect image of Ryou, the sweet smile, the soft voice, everything! Though his eyes were still slightly narrowed, other then that he could easily be mistaken for Ryou to anyone! Yami was starting to wonder if he would be the one to get them caught in this little game, since he had never even attemtped to act like Yuugi. And what of Marik? Could he pull this off? Most likely...
"Do you have a pass, Mr. Mutou?" Yami was snapped out of his thoughts by the voice. Yami was frozen. What was he suppose to say? He didn't have a pass. Shit, this wasn't going to end well.
"Well, sir, you see, I umm, his pass was sitting near the sink, and I didn't see it when I kind of....threw up on it....." Yami's head snapped around to look at Bakura with wide eyes. Damn, he was good at this.
"And what about you, Mr.Bakura? Your teacher should have given you a pass to excuse you from class." The man said.
"I sorry, I didn't have time to get a pass." Yami could tell Bakura was getting slightly annoyed
"And you, Mr. Ishtar. You could have gotten a pass for both of you before you followed him, do you have an excuse for that too?" He eyed Marik suspisiously, mainly his hair.
"No, I don't. I was concerned about Ryou, so I followed him, my mind wasn't really worrying about monor details such as a peice of paper with writing on it." Once again, Yami was shocked. Marik's usually deep voice was gone, and just like Bakura, his voice changed to match his hikari's perfectly. What if this guy asked him a question again? His voice was so much deeper then Yuugi's, and he didn't think he would be able to hide it, at all. Marik was lucky, his hikari had an attitude, so he didn't have to act all that much.
"Well, I'm afraid I'll have to give you all lunch detention." He said. Yami groaned, his hikari was going to kill him. Though he pushed that worry aside when he felt a familiar anger radiate from a certain tomb robber. Was he going to blow his cover because of his anger issues?
"I'll be sure to throw up all over your damned floor next time." Bakura said angrily, though not raising his voice, which he was no longer faking as Ryou's. Yami glanced over at him to see that his perfect Ryou mask had fallen apart. His hair was sticking up again, his eyes were narrowed and they had the familiar evil glint to them. Yami was tempted to stop him, but then the thought that this was part of their 'game' crossed his mind and he let him be.
"Watch your tongue, boy." The man snapped.
Bakura looked up at the man, his evil smirk returning, and Yami saw the man shrink back a bit. Hey, who wouldn't? That look could probably send anyone running, "And what, might I ask, are you going t o do If I don't? Give me another one of these 'detentions' you seem so fond of handing out to people? Well damn, I don't know how I will survive. Just so you know, you picked the wrong person to fuck around with. So I suggest you leave now, before I get really angry."
The man obviously wasn't too bright, for he walked right up to Bakura and took his chin in his hand, lifting his head up slightly, since Bakura was shorter then him, "What has gotten itno you Ryou? Your usually such a nice boy." Bakura's eyes twitched, Yami knew that wasn't a good sign. Maybe he should stop him.....
"Unhand me before you find that arm shoved up your ass." Bakura said cooly.
"You seem... different." He said, then he looked over at Yami and Marik, "So do you two. Yuugi, have you gotten taller?" He let go of Bakura and walked over to Yami and studied him for a minute, "I always thought you were....shorter then this...." Then he looked at Marik, "And what did you do to your hair?"
"I decided to get creative." Marik replied, quoting Bakura's earlier comment.
"I see... well, I'll call you down to the office right before lunch, your not getting out of detention. And I want you guys to go strait to class." He said and walked away.
"Bitch...." Bakura mumbled. The man stopped, ready to turn around, but then semed to just ignore the comment and walked away.
Yami let out sigh of relief. He thought they were done for. But he had to admit, that was exciting, and he loved the rush of excitment he was getting, it made him want to try something very out of character and very risky.
"Well, I think that went well." Bakura said.
"I thought you were going to kill him....." Yami commented.
"Well, I was tempted to. And I was going to keep the Ryou act up, but I thought it would be fun to freak him out a bit." Bakura chuckled evily.
"How do you guys do that anyways?" Yami asked, "You guys pull off your hikari's perfectly, the expressions, the voice, everything."
"Oh, that? It's easy. Excpecially for me, I've been doing it for so long now. It's really simple once you get the hang of it." Bakura said.
"Yeah, it took a while, but Bakura taught me how to imitate my hikari, though I still can't pull it off as well as him." Marik said, "Bakura can even manipulate his hair, I still have to work on that......"
"I'm just glad I didn't have to say anything, I know I could never pull off Yuugi's voice."
"We could teach you." Bakura suggested.
"Bakura can teach you. I'm still getting the hang of it myself..." Marik added.
"Ok..." Yami agreed, he couldn't help but feel even more excited. and he was happy they were seemingly excepting him into their 2-man gang. When he first followed them today, he expected them to try and get rid of him as fast as they could.
"We'll get to that later though. Wait, shit, nevermind, we have to do that now, so you'll be ready next time we run into someone. All you have to work on is the voice, because you already look exactly like Yuugi, well, close enough." Bakura said, then proceeded to explain to Yami exactly how it was done. About 20 minutes passed, they had found a spot outside in the shadows to hide in for the time being. It was a good thing Yami was a quick learner. He had Yuugi's voice almost perfected within a half an hour, which he was proud of himself for.
As they wondered back into the school, Yami with his newfound confidence, the lunch bell rang, "Lunchtime." Bakura said in an almost creepy way. This was going to be fun......
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Misao: So, how was it? I was a bit lazy in the begining, I wasn't really sure were I was going with the story either. But I think I have a pretty good Idea now. This was going to just be Bakura and Marik causing chaos, but then I decided to add Yami.... and now I debating on wether or not I should add a couple into the story... I think it would be kind of interesting. Of course, that wouldn't happen till later on, right now there just being stupid and having fun.But I don't think a MarikxBakura/MarikxBakuraxYami pairing would be that bad of an idea.... oh well, I guess I'll worry about that later. I wanna know your opinions on the matter first!