Corad: I'm back at last. I had a request from a close friend to continue this, so I don't care if I get any reviews or not. This story wasn't popular when it came out two months ago, and I don't expect it will be now. But I hope you enjoy this my friend!..and any nice ppl who are reading this!
I don't own Yugioh or any of the cast members.
Chapter 3 – Geek squad cheer leaders
Oh, the dreaded sunshine, shining brightly through the crack in the curtain. I wonder what time it is. It feels like I've slept for hours. Last thing I remember was Yugi screaming at his Yami to let go of the hose.
Hmm, maybe I should check what they're up to. I pull back the sheets, and slide out of bed. I'm officially head ache free, for now that is. The sun outside is glaring at my face, which makes me kinda angry at it. I mean, what right does it have to make my eyes water?
Looking down into my back yard, I realize the Tipi is gone, and so are Yugi and Yami. This is strange. I wouldn't have thought it possible for them to leave this quick. Hey, I wonder what the time is.
I get a shock when the digital clock says seven am. It was four in the afternoon last time I looked at it, before I fell asleep. It now seems I've spent the whole night sleeping. I know I've been having restless sleeps for a while, due to Yugi in my yard and everything.
When it comes to things like that, I become paranoid and start visioning the spiky headed one pick at my front door lock. I shudder at that thought. I know Mokuba thinks I'm overreacting, but to be honest, Yugi is my least favorite person.
The thought of Yugi picking at my lock brings back the horrid truth of today. This day, in less than two hours, Yugi will be here, with his gang of morons, expecting me to join in and 'have fun'. Yeah right. I'd rather die or eat that cheese Roland made the other day than enjoy what they call fun.
"Seto, are you awake?" I turn my head to the closed door, and rub the sleep out my eyes. I didn't think Mokuba was up to getting out of bed this early. Maybe he had the same trail of thought I did. That when it comes to Yugi, he's always early no matter what. Probably in this case, he'd be two hours early.
"What is it Mokuba?" I yell, taking one last glimpse out the window just to be sure the Tipi is actually gone. "Um Seto. We should get ready soon. I mean, we don't want to keep Yugi waiting when he arrives." I scowl at him. Always thinking of other people and their feelings. Why can't he just be like me. Care only for myself.
"I'm up Mokuba!" I yell, and he mumbles something like making breakfast. My guess as to why he chose to make breakfast is beyond me. I thought I hired a maid to do all that. Oh well.
I close the curtains again, and dress into my usual black pants and black long sleeved shirt. If those people think I'll wear summer clothes, they'll have another thing coming. I don't wear shorts, and very rarely wear t shirts.
"Quick Master Kaiba." I stare up at the door. It sounded like Roland (A/N: I accidentally called him Croquet in chapter one. I know Croquet is Pegasus' guard, and Roland is Seto's) "I'm moving as fast as I can brainiac!" I hiss through gritted teeth, pulling my boots on and zipping them up.
Satisfied with my attire, and open the door to see the hall empty. Roland must have gotten the message and left before I decided to fire him. He's completely useless sometimes. Oh, and that cheese. Shuddering again at the cheese memory, and stride down the hall and down the stairs.
I can hear Mokuba cooking something which smells like pancakes. I know it's a bit harsh, but that's all he can cook. I know he means well, but there was this one time…………
"Hey Seto, you're just in time for pizza!"
"No Mokuba, don't toss the base up like professionals! You're not ready for that!"
Too late. The raw pizza base flew up into the air, and got sucked into the moving ceiling fan. We both watched it in horror as it rotated for a bit, then splattered across everything in the room. I came out that kitchen two minutes later, with pizza dough on my clothes, on my face and in my hair.
From that day on, I've only allowed Mokuba to cook pancakes. I know I can trust him with making them, because he learnt the recipe off me. "Seto, I'm glad you're here." Mokuba says, in a cheery voice. I don't see why he's so happy. All we're doing is spending a worthless, crud filled day with Yugi and his friends.
He smiles as I take a seat at the table and pick up the newspaper. There's nothing but garbage on the front, so I turn to the stock markets. I soon find out that some wise guy has removed the stock marketing page.
"Mokuba, where's the page that I like to read?" I ask, trying to stay calm. He shrugs as he places a plate of pancakes on the table. To be honest, I'm not that hungry. He takes a seat opposite me, and begins to load his plate with food. I watch in disgust as he covers the whole thing in syrup.
"Seto, why aren't you eating my food? I thought you liked it. I thought you liked me!" I roll my eyes and pick up a single pancake. He seems satisfied enough with my gesture, and starts to devour the pancakes. It is totally gross watching him eat these.
Occasionally he'd look up from his food, and give me a look of, 'Why aren't you eating?' Ok, so I begin to nibble at the pancake, lost in my own world. If only Yugi had told me what he had planned.
"Master Kaiba. Mr. Motou is here," Roland says, approaching me with a piece of newspaper scrunched up in his hand. I know that was my favorite page. And I know he did it on purpose, taking it out the paper before I got up and scrunching it up in the hopes that I don't notice he did it.
"He's what?" I hiss, glaring through the kitchen window, at Yugi whose is standing outside patiently. "NNNOOOOO!" It's only eight! He said nine, and yet he's here already annoying me! "Calm down brother. Just let him in," Mokuba says, and I shake in rage.
"Roland, go tell him to p!ss off and come back at the designated time!" I shout, pointing to the hallway. I hear Roland leave, and watch as Yugi's head looks up. Yugi's moving his hands about, and nodding, before pulling out a bag of candy. I see Roland's hands take the bag, and watch as Yugi is let in.
"What is going on out there?" I ask, sighing, as I take my seat back at the table. The half eaten pancake is still sitting on my plate, but I'm not in the mood to eat it. "Hey Kaiba, Mokuba," Yugi is now standing in my kitchen, and what's worst, Mokuba has just offered him a pancake.
"Oh, thanks. I skipped breakfast this morning, because I didn't have time." I find this hard to believe, if he managed to get here an hour early.
"Take a seat Yugi." Yeah, just like my brother to invite him in and treat him like a friend. I scowl as he pulls out a chair and sits on it. Out of the eight chairs at the table, he had to take the one next to me.
"I told the others to meet me hear at nine. Yami's still in the car. Said he'd rather listen to the radio than come in," Yugi muttered, putting just as much syrup on his pancake. I can't believe this is actually happening. I'm supposed to spend some time with him, and even more now.
"Yugi, why are you here so early?" I growl, and I can feel Mokuba glaring at me. Yugi is obviously trying to think of a reason, before Mokuba interrupts. "Leave him alone, Seto. He doesn't have to say why he's here."
"Ok, well I'm going to entertain myself with my computer. Mokuba, tell me when the whole loser team is here," I say, departing the kitchen to go to my study. Yugi has some nerve showing up at this time. How would he like it if I arrived at his house an hour early. What I would be doing at his house would be beyond me, but that's not he point.
I open my study door, and take my well known position at the computer. I flick it on, and watch as the screen loads up. My background has been changed to a picture of Britney Spears dancing on stage. "Roland," I hiss quietly. He has some strange obsession with her. I can't stand anything about her.
The next hour flies by, when I find a website involving a new dueling tournament. I wouldn't mind entering, but I know I have to attend this stupid friendship week instead. Shame though, I could've kicked everyone's sorry ass.
"Seto, everyone's here now!" I hear Mokuba shouting, pounding on the door. Shutting down the computer, I quickly write a note telling Roland to get his own computer to hijack. Seriously, the last thing I'd want to see on my desktop would be that singer.
"Ok, so how many are there?" I spit, closing the door behind me and heading down to the front door. Mokuba is right behind, naming all the losers who are coming. "Um, there's Tristan, Duke, Joey, Tea, Yami and Yugi. Plus us two, so that's eight." I thought being with Yugi for a whole day was bad, but the full Monty, that's even worse. "Whatever," I growl, shooing him out the door. He had been smart enough to pack a bag earlier on, so I didn't have to bother.
"Quick Kaiba!" I close my eyes, the keys just inches away from the lock. Wheeler is already getting to me. Although I can't see him, I know it was him who just said that. His voice is just so…
"Hurry up!" he shouts again. I force my keys into my pocket, and stride threateningly towards him. "Shut it Wheeler, or I will kill you now." It takes no effect on him; he just smirks before loading his backpack into the boot.
"I'm glad you're coming, Kaiba. Yugi went hysterical when he told me on the phone last night." I wish someone would occupy Tea, so she didn't have to talk to me. I'm not in the mood to listen to her friendship speech either.
"Ok Everyone, get in the car and we can be on our way," Yugi shouts happily, opening the front passenger door. He jumps in beside his Yami, who is tapping his fingers on the dashboard to a song on the radio.
I stand watching as the car fills up, wanting more than anything to go back into the house. "Get in, rich boy!" Joey has some nerve to shove me. I growl darkly at him as he leaps into one of the middle seats. Figuring there's no way out of it, I approach the car and see one spot that is reserved for me. It even has my name written on a piece of paper taped on it.
"I'm not sitting there," I snap, glaring at the very back seat beside Duke and Tristan. "Sorry Kaiba, but unless you'd rather walk," Joey says, buckling up his seat belt. "Seto, there's no other seats. Please just sit there," Mokuba complains, pushing me towards the door.
"Fine," I hiss, seating in the seat. It's so uncomfortable in here. There is no leg room what so ever, and Duke and Tristan are sitting way to close for my likings.
Mokuba is the last to get in. He closes the sliding door, before Yami starts up the engine. Great, here it goes. I still don't know what my doom is. The way everyone is dressed too, indicates it has something to do with water.
"Ok, ready to know where we're going today!" Yugi shouts, turning around to face us all. Everyone is cheering, even Mokuba, which makes my anger return. "We're going to go canoeing!"
I stop what I'm doing, to stare in horror at Yugi. Reality never hurt this much in my whole life.
Corad: I hope you liked this chapter! I'll update soon when I get a chance. Hopefully it'll be this week sometime. See ya!
