Corad: I don't own Yugioh, I only create stupid stories with the characters. Anyhow, this is the second chapter of The 'Joy' Friendship. Hopefully this will supply some entertainment. Thanx guys for the reviews! It makes me wanna write more, strange that may be. Sorry if I offended anyone from how I've put Yugi or anyone else in this.I like all the Yugioh characters, but I'm writing from Seto's point of view so I guessed that's how he sees them.


Chapter 2 – The Proposition from Hell

The Tipi, it's staring right at me. It's menacing little eyes burning into my skull and into my brain. Why does it have to be here? WHY?!

Yes, I'm losing it once again. It seems that Yugi has reloaded up his tent but it's evolved into a fully formed Tipi. "Kaiba, maybe if you came out when we first rang the doorbell two weeks ago, we wouldn't be 'ere." I spin my angry head in Wheeler's direction. Oh, I get it. He thinks I'm chicken.

I stand up, and storm over to him. Yes, cower my little puppy, cower like the dog you are. "Hey, they're gonna make out!" Tristan screams, just as I grab Joey's shirt collar. What?! How dare he suggest such a thing!

"Quick Yugi! Quick!" Fully disgusted, I release my grip of Wheelers shirt, and take a step back, trying to hold the spasm of rage inside my gut. Doing a pretty bad job though, I snap at Joey who thinks it's wise to torment me right at this moment.

"Heh, Kaiba! You're such an idiot!" Alright, I think a certain scream time is in order. "If you losers don't get the hell out of my yard, I will send my GUARDS AFTER YOU!" I shout, glaring at Yugi, Yami, Tristan, Joey and even Mokuba. So, the yard falls silent, until Midget Motou steps forward.

Oh, here it comes. Little Yugi and his little Yugi speech of friendship joy! How nice! "NOT!" He stops in his tracks, a hand raised just inches from my arm. "Um, Kaiba. We were trying to get you…..to….." He trails off, his hand back at his side. If only Yugi was like his Yami – stupid and friendship care free.

"What exactly are you doing?" I snap, glancing from Yugi's face to his hand. "Well, me and the guys…" He starts, but I interrupt him. "The guys and I…." I correct him, snarling the whole time. "Well, yeah….we wanted to invite you to our friendship week. Seven days of friendship fun. And we…."

"You wanted me to come to your little friend week in the hope of I become a dear old friend. Yes? It's not going to happen Yugi." I hiss, crossing my arms. He backs off a bit, but Joey steps forward. "Look Kaiba, he had the guts to ask you, so show some respect and come!" He yells in my face, his hands on my shoulders.

"Why don't you show me some respect and get your paws off me!" I hiss threateningly. He glares at me, and I hear Tristan start wailing about something. "Hey, they're gonna make out! Again!" How idiotic are these idiots. I hate Wheeler. Why would I want to start making out with him?

"Can it, Taylor. Now, I've made my answer clear. Get off my property." I snap, losing my patience once a gain. No one makes a move and Mokuba runs up to my waist and clings onto it. "Please Seto. Give them a chance. If they were willing to camp out in our back yard for that long, then this must mean a lot to them. It would mean a lot to me too. I mean, I like Yugi and his friends." He is still attached when I consider this offer. Maybe if I went along, they'd get the hell outta my place. I could then earn the peace and quiet I've been longing.

"Fine. You morons will take me to this….'friendship week' thing, and I will act like I enjoy it. Now pss off." Yugi turns to his friends and claps his hands, and Mokuba gives me an extra tight hug. "What ever." I mutter, forcing him off me. He has a big grin on his face, as he skips over to Yugi to get details I suspect.

So, now that I have plans for this week, I figure I'd have to cancel yet another seven days off work. "Hey Kaiba. We'll be around at nine tomorrow morning. Bring sunscreen, change of clothes, hat…..sunnies……yeah…." Yugi says, counting his fingers as he names the items.

"Where exactly are you planning on taking me?" I snap, glaring around at the group. Yugi shakes his head and waves a finger. "Not telling you until we get there." He states, and I roll my eyes. Fine, maybe I don't want to go anymore. If he won't tell me what my fate is, then fine.

"Tell me Yugi." I hiss quietly, forcing as much venom as I can into it. He shut his mouth tightly and shakes his head. Ok, he is a complete idiot. I feel that my stay is no longer necessary, so a turn around and head back to my mansion.

"See ya tomorrow, Kaiba!" Yeah, whatever. I'm not looking forward to it at all. I could have finally earned money to pay off that stupid fine I got for speeding. What else was I supposed to do? Let Yugi catch me?

I thrust open the door and head to my room. It's nice and quiet in there, no Yugi to harass me, no brothers to make me do stupid stuff, no dogs who stick up for their masters, and definitely no Tristan who thinks just because two guys are standing inches apart, they're automatically making out.

Opening my bedroom door and collapsing on my bed, I can still here Yugi and his geek squad cheering outside. What is their deal? I said I'd join in, but they still persist to aggravate me.

"See ya tomorrow Yugi!" I hear Mokuba's girly scream yell at Yugi. So, they're finally leaving. Excellent. But wait, I hear the back door slam, and the geek team still outside. Ok, they should have left. I wander over to the window, and peer down at them. Yugi is dragging his Yami into the Tipi, and the other two are waving goodbye.

Yugi can't be staying here all night….again….this isn't possible. I thought he'd leave. Doesn't he have a grandpa to prevent from carking it? It's alright if the two biggest Morons of the century leave, but Yugi….if he dares harass me further, I think sprinkler time on full bore is in order.

Yes, I am evil. Probably the most evilest they come…After Marik and Bakura that is. Hey, I wonder what those two are up to now? Causing pain and discomfort no doubt. If those two come on this stupid friend thing, then I won't be staying around for too long.

"Seto, come out! I have to talk to you!" I roll my eyes, my peace shattered once again. "Mokuba, can't you see I'm trying to relax!" I shout, turning to the closed…and locked door. "Yeah, but it's about Yugi's plans!"

"Why would I care?! I didn't even want to go on the stupid idiotic activities! If he has problems, he can sort them out his self!" It's silent outside, until the door handle starts to turn frantically. He can't get in though, thanks to my high security lock.

"Yeah, but Seto! It's not about problems! I have everything we need to know!" Fine, if my brother is so forgiving to Yugi and friends, then maybe I'm not. I wander over to the door, and unlock it. Sure enough, Mokuba is staring up at me, in a way that suggests I come out my room completely…in case I decide to slam the door in his face.

"Yugi said he'll pick us up in his mother's eight seater care tomorrow. Apparently Yami's driving, even though I thought he had his license banned for two months after that incident involving us and that police car. Maybe we shouldn't have been speeding in the first place."

This is going nowhere. He's rambling on about that fateful day when I received my first fine. We can go through all the rights and wrongs, but Yugi was wrong and that'd be that. "Mokuba, are you trying to tell me something?" I sigh, crossing my arms in annoyance.

"Well, actually….yes. He says to wear summer clothes, and a hat. Bring a bag pack with lunch and water…and sunscreen. Possibly a change of clothes and towel." He finishes, turning to me with that smile of his. I roll my eyes. What exactly has Yugi got planned for tomorrow?

"Whatever." I mutter, about to close my door in his face. He puts up a hand to stop it, and I growl. "Please Seto; don't get angry at him tomorrow. Yugi must really like you to stay this long in our yard." Mokuba says; his voice full of worry. "I've made it perfectly clear to you and him, that I hate him. If I do anything to upset him tomorrow, then I have no responsibility what so ever."

Mokuba lets go of the door, and I close it, ignoring the yells coming from my little brother. I know it was nasty to act like that to him, but my tolerance span is so low at the moment, I'll crack from another mention of Yugi.

I walk over to my window once again, and look down at that hell filled Tipi. It'd better be gone by tonight, because if it's not. For some strange reason, I'm shaking my tightly closed fist towards is. It just makes me so mad.

Ok, I'm overreacting again. I have a certain habit of doing that. "Seto, come back! I need you!" Mokuba wails, and I shudder, closing my eyes at the thought that's just risen in my brain. Maybe Tristan's stupidity is contagious, and I've caught the dreaded disease.

"What do you want from me?!" I cry, resting my head on the window glass. He starts going on about being nice to his only brother, and to stop being a self centered jerk. If I can't be self centered, then what else can I be?

"Mokuba, I'm tired and annoyed. Leave me be!" I shout, wandering over to my bed and collapsing upon it again. My face sinks into my highly silk pillow (the best around), and I mutter endless insults towards my hate list of people. For some reason, Mokuba had finally had the reward of being number four on it.

"Please, I want to talk to you!" I push the pillow up against my ears to block out Mokuba's irritating voice. No offense to him or anything, but on my annoying voice list, he's number two…Right after Solomon. When will that old geezer learn to stop rambling on about his life story?

I can't help it, but I hate that old man, right down to his codger scented aftershave. It just gets to me every time I see him around with Yugi. "Seto, I love you!" I'm really getting sick of this. Why can't Mokuba go tell this to Yugi, or Yami, or someone who cares?

"Mokuba, if you don't leave me alone!" I snap, unzipping my boot, and removing it from my foot. "But Seto!" I throw the boot as forcefully as I can towards the door. It hits the door and causes Mokuba to stop pounding on it, due to the fact that it's left a large dint in the wood.

Guessing he's finally left, I roll over and stare pointlessly at the dull cream ceiling. I really should paint it a more suitable colour. Black would be nice, but then Mokuba would start complaining that I've turned into a Goth.

I smile cruelly at the thought of Mokuba pursuing me around school, telling me non stop to quit worshipping death and Satin. He worries too much about me if you think about it. I mean that time when I got lost in the shopping centre. All those old farts wandering around turned the perfectly good escalator into a maze.

The voices of Yugi and Yami have started up again, so I get up and peer out the window to see Yami rolling around in my daisy garden. Yugi is standing at the opening of the Tipi, screaming to stop doing it or I'll come out. It gives me a good idea, but I have this slight feeling of a head ache coming on. I pull the curtains closed, to block out the dreaded sight of my trampled flowers, and slide into my bed.

Maybe a bit of sleep will rid me of this head ache. I've kinda left the blame on the idiots outside to be honest. No matter what I do, I always end up with a migraine after spending time around either of them.


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