Authors Notes: Hey I'm updating another chapter. Last I checked I had a total of five reviews for both chapters, people like my writing!
Reviews: Thanks again to all you people!
dragontiger1: Hey I updated before the 15! I have no idea why it's like that on ffnet, on my computer it's all in bold, your guess is as good as mine. Maybe on day you'll put a fic up, it took me awhile to get up enough courage too. If you have a good enough idea, it'd be a shame not to share it.
cute-Baka: I did kind of leave of at a cliffhanger, sorry. --; Read this chapter and find out.
Warnings: Slight language.
Disclaimer: Lets look at this logically folks, why would I of all people own a popular manga and anime?
All I Want for Christmas
Chapter 3: What's Christmas?
The two Egyptian spirits watched in confusion as a tall brunette was struggling with a cord of lights.
The cord itself was extremely tangled and the brunette appeared to be very frustrated in his attempt to untangle it.
"And just what do you think your doing mortal?" the white haired spirit asked.
"He has a name you know." Yami sighed exasperatedly.
Tristan Taylor, who only now noticed the pair of spirits stopped his grumbling. "Hey." He said in greeting a little weary of Bakura. "I'm putting up Christmas lights for Mr. Mutou." With that he started to untangle the cord again.
"Criss…Mass….?" Yami repeated.
"Come to think of it, Ryou might have mentioned something like that to me. Is that why he started putting up all those stupid decorations in the apartment?" Bakura wondered.
"Yep." Tristan replied, finally getting a particularly big knot loose. "The best holiday of the year."
"Another mortal holiday!" Bakura sighed. "Well it can't be any dumber then the one when Joey came to our apartment asking for candy dressed as a pirate."
"Why hasn't anyone told me of this?" Yami wondered, going over to help Tristan with the lights as the teen began to sting them around the shop. 'First Yugi's strange behavior, now a new holiday, could there be a connection?'
"Thanks Dude." Tristan said as he began to climb a ladder placed near the door of the shop. "To answer your question, maybe Mr. Mutou was holding of a little. Remember the Thanksgiving fiasco?"
If any lesson was learned that Thanksgiving it was never sit two yamis, Joey, Tristan, and Duke so close to mashed potatoes.
"Pharaoh started it." Bakura said flatly.
"You flung a fist full of potatoes at my head!" Yami declared.
"Which ended up missing and hitting Joey in the face." Tristan added, "Then Joey accidentally spilled cranberry sauce on Tea when he stood up."
"Then you thought it would be funny to pour gravy down Duke's pants." Yami continued. Tristan only smiled sheepishly while climbing down the ladder.
"Then Devlin smashed your head in the turnips Taylor!" Bakura finished, and then added thoughtfully, his hand cupping his chin, "Then all hell broke loss."
"Well anyway, what is Christmas?" Yami asked getting interested.
Tristan took a breath, "It's a holiday when you get a week off from school, and people exchange gifts with friends and family. Which is my problem."
"What do you mean?" Yami asked.
"Well in my family, at the beginning of December we each throw our names in a hat and who ever picks some one else's name is the person you get a gift for. I got my mom." At this Tristan sighed.
"What's the problem? Don't know what to get her?" Bakura asked.
"No, I just don't have a lot of cash on me currently. I went searching for work, but no one's hiring right now." Tristan said downcast, then brightened, "But that's why I'm here now. I figured Mr. Mutou would give me something for my trouble. Maybe it'd be enough to buy my mom that new blender she's been wanting."
"You're only here helping to get money out of Grandpa!" Yami asked in disbelief.
"Hey I'm working for it!" Tristan said defensively.
"Why does it seem that every body's having money problems, first the Landlord now this." Bakura said to him self.
However Yami's keen ears caught what the thief had said, remembering Bakura's nickname for Ryou 'landlord'. "Is that why you were picking pockets?" he asked with a smirk, "Ryou's making you pay rent now? About time."
Bakura cursed in Arabic then replied, "No! The real landlord wants the month's rent, but Ryou doesn't have the money because his father hasn't mailed it yet! So keep your nose out of it, if you want it to stay attached to your face!" The spirit fumed.
Tristan gulped, "I'm sure it's on its way."
The game shop door swung open, revealing Mr. Mutou. "Oh my you're done already?" he asked motioning toward the game shop.
"I had some help." Tristan said pointing to Yami.
"Your back! Did you get the eggnog?" Mr. Mutou asked the spirit.
Yami went over to the bag he abandoned earlier to help Tristan. "Well," he started, "They had plenty of eggs but when I asked the casher if they had any nog, she only looked at me funny."
Tristan suppressed a laugh, while Mr. Mutou sighed in exasperation. Bakura looked confused, pondering over the word 'nog'.
"It's a drink Yami." Mr. Mutou explained.
"Ha Ha! The almighty Pharaoh doesn't know the difference between what a chicken lays and a drink!" Bakura howled with laughter.
"Tomb Robber!" Yami bellowed "I doubt you knew what it was either, so shut your mouth!"
Sensing a fight between the two spirits, and since shadow magic was a) not good for business and b) usually ends up with his soul being stolen or getting knocked out only to be found hours later unconscious on the floor, Mr. Mutou quickly intervened. "Now, now, let's see what the lights look like. Tristan would you mind?"
"Sure." The brunet replied while Yami and Bakura settled down, however they did still manage to shoot a few nasty looks at one another as Tristan plugged in the lights.
The four were treated to the most stunning and spectacular display of illumination since the creation of the light bulb, for about three seconds, then the lights flickered and they all went out.
"That was amazing!" Bakura remarked sarcastically.
"Was that supposed to happen?" Yami asked not seeing the point in the whole ritual.
"Oh dear." Mr. Mutou said, "One of the bulbs must have gone out. Back to work." And with that he went back inside.
The three remaining people stood in silence until, "Come on man!" Tristan yelled, "I got to take down the lights and check all the bulbs! No fair!"
The two yami's could only stare as the brunet clambered back up the ladder to take down the lights.
So ends another chapter, read and review please.
Next Chapter: Yugi finally decides to do something about his holiday problem, and we get a glimpse at what Joey and Tea are doing for Christmas.