Deft and Daft are TOTALLY Different, Y'know!
Disclaimer: I do not-
Tristan: I WANNA DO THE DISCLAIMER!!
Disclaimer: O.o What the heck are you doing here?
Tristan: I WANNA BE THE DISCLAIMER FROM NOW ON!!
Disclaimer: What! No!
Tristan: I'LL FIGHT YOU FOR IT!!
Epic battle begins
D/N: Riiiiight... Ignore that little... predicament up there. - -;; Tristan's just being Tristan. And since no one's saying it, I'll say it. I don't own YGO. There. :D Anyways, sorry about the very long delay (yet again) but it' crunch time at school right now. I'm workin' hard at exams. - -;; Five bucks says I repeat like every course there is. ANYWAYS...
I'm BACK IN BUSINESS and chattin' with my reviewers!!!:
Seshygrl321: :D I'm glad you like it so far! Don't worry, there's more to come!
Hazel-Beka: You guys, be very glad you are no where near Joey and his little sword thing. They say the one thing worst than meeting a skilled swordsman (or woman) that could slice your head off in an instant is meeting some guy off the street who has no idea what to do with it. AND YOU NEED PSYCHIATRISTS TOO?? That is SO awesome! Me too! :D My first one is called Mr. Bumblebee, my second is called Mr. Jukebox, and my third is called Mr. Carpet! I talk to Mr. Bumblebee whenever it's summer, to Mr. Jukebox whenever I go to a 60's diner, and Mr. Carpet whenever I'm rolling on the floor! We can be... Psychiatrist buddies! :D (Eriso: O.o Run, Hazel! Run, Beka! Save yourselves!) ... That wasn't very nice... (Eriso: I'm not very nice.) Clearly.
Flame Swordswoman: OMG!! Over the Christmas Break, I tried some condensed milk! THAT STUFF IS AWESOME WHEN YOU PACK IT WITH SUGAR!!! (Eriso: She packed the can so full of sugar, she had to dump out all the condensed milk to fit more in!) :D Don't worry girl! I'm practically a porker too! Though I've no idea where it all goes... I'm very thin for some reason. :S
The Review Formally Known as "...": XD Poor R.F.K.a."...", no one ever makes your username-choosing easier. It's okay. I feel for you. You see, that's why I stick with a nice two-letter username. And since they're letters, no one ever tells me it's not a real user name! Why not try... hmm... ooo? Or oOo? Or something like that. No one complains if it's letters! :D I'm reeeeeaaaaallllly sorry about the long wait for the next chapter. I'm tryin' hard to get them up A.S.A.P! Bear with me, hun! :D And thank you for agreeing with me about Yami and his 'Heart of the Cards' obsession. I mean, really! Tea has her friendship speeches, Kaiba has his stick-up-his-butt ness, and Yami has his Heart of the Cards rants. Aaaaand... I think this technically counts as 'sooner than last time.' Heehee... my apologies!
OOOOOOOOThis wasn't nearly as bad as he thought. Fighting a 5000 year old freak with a grudge against him with some ancient sword that was supposed to be his that he used to kick this guy's butt before... It wasn't nearly as hard as he thought. For one thing, he wasn't cut to ribbons yet. He didn't have very many scratches or bruises. Very many. As in, only a couple thousand.
"Hold still!" Razatul snarled, slashing at Joey's right shoulder.
Joey instinctively side-stepped it, managing to slap Razatul in the face with the flat of his sword. Razatul growled, and jumped back a few feet, rubbing his face.
Joey grinned. This was easy. Here he was, fighting some 'swords-master' old guy, with Yami screaming in the background at Bakura, and Joey, who had never held a sword in his life - well, this life anyway - was beating him! Or, at least, not dying.
"You insufferable, pathetic, stupid, little boy!" Razatul growled, before raising his sword and charging forward again.
"You forgot 'amazingly talented with a sword'!" Joey laughed, parrying Razatul's sword away. And he didn't even know what a parry was!
'I'm not even fighting! I'm just sorta standing here and the moves come to me!' Joey thought excitedly to himself. 'I know what he's gonna do before he does it, just by the way he angles his swords, the way he steps, the way he tilts his body... This is awesome!'
Razatul leapt forward again, as Joey began to brace himself for an attack from the top. Razatul raised his sword, but, much to Joey's dismay, suddenly spun around and slashed Joey's left side instead.
Letting out a yelp of pain, Joey lurched back, clutching his side, having to switch his sword to his left hand in order to do this.
Not a good move, on his part.
"Idiot." Razatul sneered, before lunging forward, sword raised.
Joey looked up, a bit dazed from getting hit so suddenly, and realized a split second too late what he had just done.
"Uh-oh." Joey managed to squeak out.
OOOOOOOO"Tomb Robber..." Yami said deeply, while the swords of Joey and Razatul were clashing.
Bakura didn't respond, just kept mixing things in a little bowl he had stol - er - borrowed from Joey's house.
"Tomb Robber..." Yami repeated, a little louder, and a little more angry.
Still nothing.
"TOMB ROBBER!!!" Yami roared, causing Kaiba to jump and scream and run away under a little bush that randomly appeared cause I said it did. Ha ha, no, I'm just kidding. But he was really loud.
Bakura looked up casually. "What?"
"Are you planning to untie me at some point in time?" Yami demanded.
Bakura looked at him, and at the bonds that held him. "No." he replied, then resumed his work.
Yami growled and muttered some very not-so-nice words under his breath, and looked at Kaiba who had woken up not too long ago, and was sulking in silence. "Well?"
"Well, what?" Kaiba raised an eyebrow.
"Well, aren't you going to untie me?"
Kaiba looked over at Bakura, who looked up long enough to shake his head slightly and smirk, and then resume his task. "No, I'm not."
Yami narrowed his eyes. "Since when did you start listening to Bakura? Or anyone for that matter?"
"Since he became the only person who can get me out of this stupid mess." Kaiba smirked. "And besides, if I don't listen to anyone, I don't listen to you. Therefore, I can't untie you."
"That's a very stupid reason." Yami snapped, but fell silent for a while, his eyes straining to see Joey and Razatul's fight. Joey wasn't dead yet, so that was good. "Joey may be killed in that fight, Bakura."
"Mm." Bakura grunted, not paying any attention.
"That could ruin everything."
"Mm."
"If you untie me, I could help Joey. That could buy you more time."
"Mmm..."
"BAKURA!!!!" Yami roared.
Bakura looked up. "What?"
"If you untie me, then I can prevent Joey from being killed!" Yami repeated, quite agitated now.
"My, you have such faith in the skills of mindless peons." Bakura smirked.
"Joey is not mindless!" Yami snapped, completely disregarding the word 'peon,' "And I have complete faith in him! It's just that he's never used a sword before. He could get hurt."
"Relax, pharaoh. His ancient talents are reawakening once more. He'll be perfectly fine." Bakura said simply. "And besides, if I were to let you go, you'd do more damage than you could prevent. So I think I'll leave you right where you are now."
"And supposing a stray bolt of magic aims right for me, and I'm unable to run?" Yami persisted. "You'll have that on your conscience till the end of time!"
"I'll risk it, pharaoh." Came the reply.
Yami swore loudly in Egyptian, and turned his head to looked at Kaiba, but he was mesmerised with the fight that was raging on a way off.
"Besides, you're not the one who's supposed to be helping the boy." Bakura said.
Kaiba and Yami both turned to look at him at this.
"I'd run if I were you, Kaiba." Bakura told him. "I think it's about now you make your great appearance."
Kaiba hesitated. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Just go, and you'll find out soon enough." Bakura grinned, oddly amused. And that was never a good sign.
Kaiba sighed in doubt, but ran off towards the ring.
"And so, the events of 5000 years ago fold onto this time, as the incident which caused the downfall of Razatul appears closeat hand." Bakura said.
Yami looked at Bakura. "How long did it take for you to think that one up?"
"About thirty minutes. It's good, isn't it?"
OOOOOOOOJoey forced himself to move his feet to get himself out of harm's way, but they only responded in making him fall backwards, thus, narrowly saving himself from having his head chopped off. Unfortunately, that wasn't the only thing that fell off...
"MY HAIR!!!" Joey shrieked, looking at the mound of hair that usually covered his eyes fall between his legs. He nervously reached up to find that it was his hair that was in front of him, as the hair that usually was there was now missing. And so, the mass of his hair previously was now cut in half.
Joey got up, his eyes narrowing. "You're gonna regret messin' with my hair!" Joey said, in a very un-Joey like voice. Raising his sword up, he threw himself at Razatul, slashing and jabbing in a blind rage... over his hair. Don't mess with Joey's hair.
Razatul took full advantage of this, easily slipping behind Joey and slashing him on the back of his leg. As the blond fell forward, he slashed at Joey's back.
Joey was now in some serious pain, but - being a typical... boy (Ewww... boys have COOTIES)- pushed himself onto his feet. Lifting up his sword, with even more effort, he swayed dangerously. Who'd have thought that after a few measly cuts, Joey Wheeler would be ready to call it quits?
"I always knew you were a pathetic fool. The only reason I spared you and your annoying little sister was because I needed a place to stay safely. But now that I have no use for you fools..." Razatul grinned wickedly, as he charged forward at Joey.
But suddenly, Razatul flew backwards, paralysed for a few moments, his body still crackling and surging with the bolt of lightening he had just been hit square in the chest with.
"Never bad-mouth my sister, Razatul." Joey snapped, his sword still smoking from the lightening that erupted from it. "That's a bigger rule than not touching my hair!"
Razatul forced himself to get up, and snarl, "How did you summon that bolt?"
"I dunno. It just sorta... happened." Joey admitted, straightening up with some last-reserve energy. "But don't think that means it won't happen again. Lightening can strike the same place twice. And it will."
Razatul smirked. "Very clever, boy. It seems your powers are almost fully awake. A pity that means this little game of ours will have to end." And with that, Razatul charged forward, his sword lighting up with a blaze of flame, and aimed straight for Joey.
But Joey, being the ever-so-nimble guy that he was, dropped to the ground in time for Razatul to go flying past him, and crashing into the boundaries of the ring, as the Light Magic began to clash with Razatul's Dark Magic, and send great surges of agony throughout his body.
Finally, after a spectacular and eeriely amusing light show,Razatul collapsed onto the ground and didn't move, as the chain of light disappeared. Joey waited, and then finally sank to his knees in exhaustion.
"Mutt!!!" Kaiba's unmistakable voice tore through Joey's mind.
Joey looked up weakly at the CEO who was running towards him. Joey grinned. "Hey, you're not a rat anymore."
"No. Bakura fixed me." Kaiba said. Then added, due to Joey's strange look, "I mean, he changed me back." Kaiba looked over at Razatul. "Looks like I'm too late to be of any assistance."
"You're right on time, actually." Joey grunted, struggling to get up. "I'm gonna need some help with these cuts."
Kaiba eyed the various wounds over Joey, then scrunched up his nose and asked, "What the hell happened to your hair?"
Joey narrowed his eyes. "Shut up, Kaiba."
"You both willbe shut up for eternity soon enough." A vicious growl sounded.
Joey and Kaiba looked back at Razatul, eyes widening, as Razatul was getting up, surprisingly easily for someone who had just suffered from that much pain.
"You're still alive?" Joey gasped.
"Of course I'm still alive, you insufferable fool!!" Razatul snarled. "Did you honestly think you could be rid of me so easily? I will not fall under the hands of... hands of..." Razatul trailed off, as his gaze fell upon Kaiba, whose eyebrows shot right up in alarm. (XD Nice image for ya there.) "Gaelia!"
"Uhm... what?" Kaiba blinked, stepping back in confusion.
"Gaelia! You live! You look exactly as you did before!" Razatul said in awe, rushing up to Kaiba, and taking his hand, which he proceeded to kiss repeatedly.
"Get away from me you senile fool!" Kaiba snapped, ripping his hand away from Razatul in disgust. Joey grinned, and tried to stifle a laugh.
"Gaelia, Gaelia, do you not see who it is?" Razatul cried in despair. "Do you not recognise me after all these years? Please, my love! Please say you remember me!"
Kaiba's face twisted into a look of utter disgust and hatred. "I remember you. You're the one who changed me into a damn rat!!"
Razatul began to look scared and nervous now, and grabbed onto Kaiba's arm. "N-no, my love! That was someone else! I would never do such a thing to you! My love towards you is boundless! I'd sooner leap into an ocean of fire than do anything to displease you!"
"Listen to me, you ugly, filthy, madman!" Kaiba snarled, "If you don't let go of me right now, I swear I'll make sure-"
"Hey, Razatul? I need to talk to your... love... for a few seconds!" Joey stepped in, hastily cutting off Kaiba. "It'll only be a second." Grabbing Kaiba away from Razatul, he pulled him off to one side, with, surprisingly, no resistance from Razatul.
"What do you think you're doing, Wheeler?" Kaiba hissed.
"Will you think for a minute?" Joey whispered back. "Razatul must've gotten hit harder than we thought! He thinks you're that girl he was in love with 5000 years ago! We can get him to do stuff!"
"Do what? Until when?" Kaiba demanded.
"Uhm... We can keep him busy until Yami or Bakura can think of something to get rid of this guy." Joey said. "We just gotta keep him distracted. Actually, you gotta keep him distracted."
"How?" Kaiba frantically asked.
"I dunno." Joey grinned. "Why don'tcha just use your 'feminine charms,' Gaelia."
"Don't make me kill you." Kaiba growled. Joey held up his hands in defence. "Well... Bakura's busy working on something to kill Razatul. I suspect it's almost finished by now. I'll see what I can do to keep him preoccupied until he can do something."
"Great! I'll go check on him!" Joey told the CEO.
Kaiba's eyes widened. "You're not going to just... leave me here with this nut, are you?"
"What's wrong, Kaiba?" Joey sneered. "Scared?"
"Of course not." Kaiba frowned. "I just don't exactly see spending time with the freak who turned me into a rat and tried to take my life and who now thinks I'm his girlfriend too high on my 'fun charts.'"
"Kaiba, was that a joke?" Joey grinned. Kaiba growled again. "Okay, okay, relax! Look, I'll only be gone for a few minutes! You can keep yourself - and him - outta trouble for a few minutes, can't you?"
"I suppose I have no choice..."
"That's right. You don't." Joey nodded. "Okay, I'll be back in a bit!" And with that, Joey ran off, leaving Kaiba alone with a crazed-psycho whose eyes had never left him.
Kaiba shuddered, as Razatul strided up to him. 'Oh, God help me...' Kaiba thought miserably to himself.
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D/N: Okay, everyone! I've FINALLY updated! Don't you worry though, I should FINALLY have the next chapter up by next weekend/Monday! (Eriso: Notice how she didn't specify the year. Huh? Anyone else see that? Huh? HUH?) I said next stupid! (Eriso: Shut up. Stop being so technical.) - -;; As soon as you quit being stupid. ANYWAYS, I'm really, really, really, really sorry about the long delay, and I hope you all don't pummel me with blue and orange pickles. I'll give you all teddy bears! TEDDY BEARS FOR EVERYONE!! Throws teddy bears to everyone :D There we go! Anyway, the little 'GO' button's right there! Ya don't even have to write a long one (though the longer they are, the happier they make ME! :D), just a one or two liner that says something like... "I liked your story. It was good. Update. Good night." Or something like that... Hmm... reading through this, it seems really short... Well, if you think it is... TELL ME IN A REVIEW!!! Anyways, ciao for now!! :D