Chapter 4 - Glorious Days
Author's notes:
Hmm. . .thank you LeDiva and Aisha-Chan. . .here's some wonderful mini-croissants!
Again, I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh, its characters, or the song "Glorious Days" (that is owned by Noria and whoever did the instrumentation). Due to the nature of this chapter. . .well. . .no more disclaimers!
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It looked like Pegasus had gathered more than a few duelists. Joey looked about, keeping his nervousness to himself. Most of the duelists were familiar. A few were familiar in a less-than-wonderful way. A certain Ishtar smirked at Joey before losing himself in the crowd. Joey kept his growl to himself. Malik wasn't worth the effort.
Someone giggled. Joey whirled around to see Mai, who winked at him. In her own semi-playful, semi-slutty way, she made her way towards him.
"Well, kiddo, looks like you were invited," she said, teasingly. Joey wasn't sure whether to blush or run.
"Yeah. . .but. . ." Joey stammered out. Mai had somehow gotten a bit closer to him. She seemed to have a bit of a problem with personal space. . .
"Just because I owe you doesn't mean that I'm gonna go easy on you." She giggled again and bounded off, bouncing rather impressively. Motion caught Joey's eye. One of the Doom Warriors shook his head.
"She'll never learn," Raphael muttered. Joey arched an eyebrow, but decided that it was better not to ask.
"I GOT your stupid invitation, and you MORONS aren't letting me in!" a very irritating voice shrieked. Was it possible that Seto Kaiba's voice could go that high?
"Now, now, let's not get hostile," another irritating voice replied. The tournament's coordinator came out, in what seemed like the only clothing he owned. Pegasus' non-operational eye was hidden by his very feminine hair. Tea wanted to know what kind of shampoo he used.
After more than a few words between several parties, Seto Kaiba was let in, with Mokuba in tow. Deep within, Joey felt a little envious. Why couldn't HE have his younger sister with him all the time? Joey couldn't formulate a good answer before a loudspeaker crackled to life.
"No, I will NOT moon the crowd! Oh, the microphone's on? Excuse me! Hello everyone, and welcome to that which I called a tournament. Or rather, what you believed to be a tournament." The magnified giggle/laugh/snicker/whatever of Pegasus echoed through the room. Many mouth corners dropped.
"The first match will be an exhibition match, one between me and the owner of a blank card. Now, who did I give that to? Ah, yes, the one and only Mokuba Kaiba!" The floor shook as most of the room facefaulted. Joey kept to his feet, but barely.
"But. . .I. . ." Mokuba protested weakly, as two of Pegasus' guards picked the child up and walked off with him. Seto peeled his face off the ground just in time to see his little brother get hauled off yet again. Joey silently wondered if Mokuba Kaiba would grow up to be a screwed-up mess. . .like his brother.
"Hmm, what's this? My, you look too intelligent! Oh, YOU are Mokuba? Well, please pardon me, I must have gotten the two of you mixed up again. Will Seto Kaiba please report to the stage, to get his rabid brother OFF MY LEG!" The entire crowd burst into giggles as Pegasus' pink boxers were exposed to the world. Unfortunately, Seto had just made it up to the stage.
"Oh dear, I'M GONNA BE SICK!" the CEO of Kaiba Corporation said, as he streaked off the stage. The CEO of Industrial Illusions put his pants back on, much to the relief of many in the crowd. A crowd gathered around a particular spot. Joey moved/shoved his way towards the front.
Ishizu Ishtar had been a bit too close to the front when Pegasus had lost his pants. Malik desperately shook his sister. A figure in a trenchcoat made its way to the front. Amelda whispered something to Malik, who nodded and walked off. The redhead gently cradled Ishizu's still form. He leaned down and said something inaudible to her prone figure. In moments, Ishizu's right hand had left a decent-sized mark on Amelda's face. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Amelda melted back into the crowd. Malik helped his sister up. Ishizu dusted herself off and haughtily walked off.
"I'm sorry for the extended introductions, but now that Seto Kaiba is back, we can begin." Pegasus stopped to clear his throat. From out of his jacket pocket, the purple-haired, one-eyed CEO produced three packs of cards, and gave them to the brown-haired, slightly-cross-eyed CEO.
"The rules for this particular set are the same as always, with one exception. Twenty-one of these monsters have subtypes that have never been seen before. You're allowed to keep only one face-up monster with a given unique subtype on your side of the field. If anything forces you to disobey this rule, then the duplicate subtype must be destroyed immediately, unless you can find a way around this rule." Joey took out the card he had gotten. It was a "Bartender", so Joey assumed that it was a unique subtype.
"The first match will be between myself and Seto Kaiba. Because we're not here to show off all the intricacies of this set, both of us will start with 1000 Life Points. I assure you, the rest of you will be starting with a much higher total." Seto's face broke into a grin.
"Oh, and remember those packs I gave you? Twenty of those cards must go into your deck." Seto's face deteriorated into a frown. He leafed through the cards again, and put most of what he had been given into his deck.
"Well, don't just stand there looking stupid. It's your move!" Pegasus announced. Seto drew his hand, completely unamused.
It was going to be a long duel.
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Author's notes:
I meant to release cards in every chapter. . .but THIS chapter took on a life of its own! Therefore, I'll put the rest of what was supposed to be in this chapter into the next one!
The song "Glorious Days" sounds a bit overdone, much like this chapter. Please forgive me!
Please refer to the last chapter if you need a refresher on the card Joey received.
Last but not least, reviews, SVP.
Raphael: You're NOT French.
Me: YOU are adorable. . .hey, where are you going?