Four Men, Twelve Cats, A Billion Dollars
By Liz
Oh man, I haven't touched this thing in a while. Hahaha. Okay, so here it is! Chapter 4 of the crazy dramatic humored story.
I'm so weird.
(Insert Mission Impossible Theme Song here)
A hook snagged itself on the edge of the rooftop. A rope attached to it was pulled tight, and some whispers were heard. Three figures, dressed in black, made their way up the side of the building and onto the rooftop.
One of the figures ran to the nearest skylight, peering in before shaking his head and moving on to the next one.
Another figure ran to catch up with the first one.
The third figure sat down by the edge and sighed to himself. "What the hell are we getting ourselves into?"
"Shhh!" The first figure yelled to the third.
The third rolled his eyes.
"Do you want to get us killed, Sigma Upsilon?"
The third stood up. "My name is Ya—"
"SHHH!" The first put a finger to his mouth. "You are Sigma Upsilon."
He rolled his eyes again.
"Now," The first figure started. "Kappa Lambda, we need to open this skylight and lower ourselves in."
"Roger!" The second figure said.
"No!" The first whispered loudly. "My name is Ba—I mean, Beta Pi!"
"Oh yeah." The second said.
The two figures lowered themselves into the room.
"Bakur—erm, Beta Pi," The second one said. "It's dark in here."
"No, really?" Bakura said. "Kappa Lambda, it's dark because no one is here."
"Well yeah," Jounouchi said. "But usually there's a security light on somewhere."
"Really," Bakura said. "I wonder why it's not on now…and where is this music coming from?"
(Remove Mission Impossible Theme Song here)
"There, that's better."
The two boys looked around the dark room in silence.
"Beta Pi, what are we doing now?"
"Shh! You're too loud."
Suddenly, they heard a crackling noise. The two practically jumped out of their skin. Jounouchi had grabbed onto Bakura out of fear, squeezing him tightly.
"Don't kill me! I didn't do anything! Honest!" Jounouchi cried. "It was all his idea!"
"Get off me!" Bakura shoved Jounouchi to the ground. "It's the freaking radio, you idiot."
"Oh,"
"Mu Omega, this is Beta Pi," Bakura called into the radio. "What is it that you want, idiot?"
Silence.
"What do you want?"
Silence.
"I think you have to do this," Jounouchi said, grabbing the radio. "Over." He said into it.
"Why do you have to say 'over'?" Bakura asked. "That's dumb! What does it do?"
"It tells the other person that you're done talking."
"Oh."
"Beta Pi, this is Mu Omega," The radio cracked out. "There are no signs of security guards, but Sigma Upsilon looks rather bored on that rooftop, Over."
Bakura sighed. "Mal—Mu Omega, DON'T USE THE RADIO FOR STUPID ENTERTAINMENT! OVER!"
"This isn't stupid entertainment," The radio said. "this is, well, okay, so it's stupid entertainment to watch the Pharaoh talk to himself, Over."
"WATCH THE DAMN ENTRANCES YOU IDIOT!" Bakura yelled. "OVER!"
Bakura and Jounouchi stalked against the walls, moving toward the elevator. They had moved about five feet when Bakura felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Was that you?" Bakura said.
"Yes," Jounouchi answered.
"What do you want?"
"It's dark," He said. "very dark…"
Bakura sighed. "And?"
"I can't see where I'm going."
"Well, yeah, it's kinda, the dark." Bakura said. "What's the point of this?"
"I'm scared."
Bakura raised an eyebrow, but the effect was lost in the lack of proper lighting. "You're scared?"
"Yes," Jounouchi said. "Can you hold my hand?"
"No!" Bakura yelled out instantly. "I do not comfort people! And you! You are pathetic!"
"Please? I'd feel better and we'd be able to move on faster!" Jounouchi said. "Please Bakura! I'm scared and I can't see where I'm going! Seto used to hold my hand when we'd return home to the dark mansion late at night! He knew I was scared of the dark! And I was so afraid too! I'd cry and yell and scream! It was so—"
"ALRIGHT!" Bakura yelled. He grabbed one of Jounouchi's hands. "Just shut up, will you!"
Jounouchi closed his mouth. "Mmmhmm!"
The two stalked along the wall some more until Bakura ran smack into another wall. "Ow!" He yelled. "What the hell is this?"
Jounouchi reached forward and touched the wall. "It's an elevator." He pushed the button and watched it light up, the only light in the entire room. "And it's coming now to take us to the third floor!"
"Excellent," Bakura said. "Mwahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Shhh!" Jounouchi said. "That evil laugh is way too loud!"
Bakura grumbled.
"Hey, I thought you said there were stairs here." Jounouchi said.
"There were on the blueprints." Bakura said. "He must have replaced these stairs with an elevator before he died."
Jounouchi's eyes watered up. "Setoooooo!" He started crying.
"Ugh," Bakura grunted. "Jounouchi, shut up. Seto is in a better place now…well, not really, but whatever. The only way for you to get over Seto is to fulfill his wish. His wish, for you to take his money and live happily ever after."
"But his will said—"
"Forget his will!" Bakura said. "He loved you. You loved him. End of story. Take his money, be happy, and get on with your life."
"You know what Bakura?" Jounouchi said. "You are a moron."
"A heartless moron." Bakura responded.
Jounouchi sighed.
Yami paced around on the top of the roof. He was bored out of his mind, and he had nothing to do. There was no one coming, so he didn't have to warn anyone. He was just…bored.
He pulled out his radio and looked at it.
"Here," Bakura said. "Use this when you see something coming. Tell us and we'll either hide, or race our asses out of there and come back up the roof. Don't. Screw. This. Up. This is life and death, here."
Yami frowned at the radio. "He thinks I'm going to screw something up, doesn't he? Well, he's in for a surprise."
He began walking back to the skylight. He tightened his grip on the radio.
Jounouchi and Bakura climbed in the elevator, and were surprised to see it lit up. The doors closed, and Bakura pressed the number "3" on the left side of the elevator.
The two boys stood in silence, listening to the cheap elevator music that was moving through the air. Jounouchi began a small dance, and Bakura just glared at him.
The music died out, and Jounouchi stopped dancing. He felt a squeeze on his hand. He turned to Bakura and smirked.
"You know," He began. "You can let go of my hand at any time now."
Bakura pulled his hand out of Jounouchi's, his face flushed. "You never said you wanted me to let go. I was doing you a favor."
"Sure you were," Jounouchi said. "Sure."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. The two boys stepped out and began walking to their next destination.
The twelfth door on the left.
Tada! The fourth chapter. Hope you liked it!