Corad: Hey ppls! This is going up sooner than I thought. Oh well, I just hope you guys will enjoy this next chapter. I tried to make it shorter, but failed miserably, but it is more fast moving now. Well, happy reading.

I don't own Yugioh, but I do own "friendship week" unfortunately. God, even I don't know whatI was thinking when I created this...


Joy of Friendship

Chapter 6 – We're doing what!

Don't you hate in when you're trying to sleep, with a pillow shoved so tightly over your face that it suffocates you, but no matter what, that penetrating noise is still penetrating your already penetrated mind?

Yeah, well…right now that's me. You see, it's about 8:15am now, and Mokuba is pounding on the bedroom door, complaining that Yugi and co will arrive in less than an hour, and I'm not even up outta bed yet. Another thing that's disturbing my sleep is this chronic twittering outside my window. God knows what it is, but I think it's a bird…Yugi's bird…the only bird in the world to be annoying and persistent at the same time…yes, Yugi's bird.

I sigh gruffly as I roll over and stuff the pillow under my head. Yes, if only Jesus…or God…were here now. They'd save me from these idiots. "Seto, please! Yugi's gonna be here soon! Just get out of bed and come out!" Mokuba shouts through the door, and I roll my eyes, lifting myself up off my haven and strolling over to my cabinet.

I open the door sleepily, and hesitate before pulling out my long white coat and black shirt. I'm wondering whether wearing these is a good idea, coz midget head hasn't told me where I'm gonna be going today, so I have no idea if my nice coat will be in any sort of danger. Growling, I change into it anyway, and head out my bedroom, locking the door behind me. I found a clump of Roland's cheese smushed into my carpet last night, so I have this feeling that he made a visit into my room when I was going "canoeing" yesterday. Yes, everybody wants a piece of Seto Kaiba.

"Seto, Yugi's coming in five!" I hear Mokuba scream up the stairs, and I hiss under my breath as I make my way to the kitchen. I wander in the food giving room, and spot Mokuba making breakfast…again…I sigh heavily and collapse into a chair, my heading creating a loud thud as it collides with the table top.

"Oh, you're up. Here's some breakfast bro. It's scrambled eggs and toast," Mokuba says timidly, scraping what looked like camel chung onto my plate that had mysteriously appeared beside my head (Kaiba has his face on the table surface). I avert my eyes to the kitchen window so I don't have to watch as my brother fills my plate up with horrid looking food. Yes, staring out this window is much better. Much better indeed.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!" I scream, as I spot a black and purple pointed tip go past the window to the direction of my front door. Mokuba looks up to the window, and I hear him mutter "Yugi" before fleeing to fetch the now ringing doorbell. Great. Just great.

I debate inside my head for a few moments whether to flee while I still can, but Yugi wanders into the room before I can make up my mind. "Hi Kaiba. Ready for another big, fun filled day?" he asks happily, as Mokuba directs him to a spare seat. He takes it gratefully, and Mokuba offers him some breakfast which he didn't refuse.

"Mmmm, this is good. What is it?" Yugi asks, eating a fork full of egg. I roll my eyes and gaze up to the clock on the microwave. Only 8:30, and he's still already here. God, why can't be just bum off and leave me alone?

"Well, it's scrambled egg. Do you like it?" I hear Mokuba ask hopefully, and I can tell he's trying to make me guilty because I haven't begun to eat mine yet. "Well, I think it's great. Kaiba, everyone's arriving in about ten, so are you ready?" Midget squad asks me. I raise my head and glare at him, and see a bit of egg hanging out his mouth. The sight sickens me, but I act as if everything's perfectly fine.

"I am ready Yugi. Where exactly, are we going today?" I hiss, and my eyes turn to their well known slits. He places his fork down on his now empty plate, and smiles. "Not telling until we're in the car," he replies, getting up and putting his empty plate on the kitchen bench. I growl and my eye twitches of the thought.

"Seto, hurry up and eat your food. It's going cold," Mokuba mutters, taking Yugi's plate and scrubbing at it in the sink. Ask me; not even soapy, hot water will remove the contents of Yugi off it. "I'm not hungry. If you will excuse me," I hiss quietly, leaving the two low lives and kitchen behind as I stroll out into the lounge and collapse into my favorite leather armchair.

I sit here in my chair for a while, scanning over Mokuba's school report on fungus. It's a shame Yugi's name didn't pop up anywhere, coz really he falls under the fungi category. Enjoying my evil little thought of a mushroom head on Yugi's body, I hear the door bell ring so I get up, and slump over to it. Opening up the door at full force, I gaze outside to see the whole group of retards all gathered outside Yami and his van. That van is cursed. As soon as I get in it, it'll be instant death.

"Oh, you guys are here! Well, we'll be out in a second!" I hear Yugi shout, probably from my kitchen window. I slam the door shut and head to my room, grabbing Mokuba's and my backpack. I soon appear outside with everyone else, waiting for Yami to pull his finger out and open the boot.

"Ok, now we're all here, when we get in the car, I'll tell you where we're going," Yugi says, slamming the boot shut after everything was in it. So, we all got into the car, the same seating arrangements as yesterday. Being stuck next to Duke is a bad thing, especially when Duke's stuck next to Tristan. I shiver at the thought, and rest my head on the glass window.

"Now guys, ready to hear where we're going today. We're going go-carting!" Yugi screams in joy, and I close me eyes in defeat. The whole car's cheering, well, apart from me. I'm sitting silently, trying to absorb the information. Hopefully it won't be as bad as canoeing down rapids.

So, we spend god knows how long traveling in Yugi's van to the destination of Go Carting. Many songs played on the radio, which I mentally noted as hell burning material. There was one that I enjoyed, coz it matched Yugi and friends. Yes, that American Idiot one was good. (I know Yugi's not American, but yeah…it's funny to put Green Day with him)

Time passes quickly, and soon we stop in the car park of the Go Carting track. The car floods out, and Mokuba picks up our backpack and hands it to me. I swing it over my pack unenthusiastically, and follow the morons through the car park and into the building. Standing back from everyone else, I watch as Yugi pays for us all over the counter, and is given eight tokens.

"Here you go guys. Just hang on to these, and when we get to drive the Carts, you hand them to the guys down there," Yugi says, handing everyone a piece of cardboard with info on the front. I glare at it, and then at Yugi, who is pocketing his safely in his pants pocket. I growl again, and head over to a table and chairs, where I sit down heavily and cross my arms. Mokuba joins me soon after and together we sit in silence, being as bored as hell. Yugi and moron gang are really starting to get to me. They won't shut up about having fun, and Wheeler keeps saying he's gonna kick all our asses. Yeah right. If anyone's kicking ass, it's me, and only me.

"Ok Kaiba, Mokuba. We can go now," Tea says, advancing on us nervously. I raise me eyes to her, and she stops in her tracks of approaching me. Yes, I can see the fear in her eyes. "Whatever," I snap, rising slowly from the chair and wandering outside on the verandah and down a set of wooden and cement stairs. Mokuba and everyone else are behind me, talking happily in joy.

I keep my face straight when I reach the bottom of the stairs, and head over to a couple of the staff that work here. They hand me a helmet, which I shove over my head and strap up. I look back to Yugi and co, to find they still haven't made it down the stairs. "Hurry up you morons!" I shout angrily, adjusting the helmet on my head. They look up to me, and continue more quickly down the stairs.

Eventually they are standing beside me, all with helmets on, so the staff guys indicate to eight go carts to use. I take the very far one, and sit down in the seat, putting my feet on the two peddles either side of the steering wheel. I place my hands on the steering wheel, and shift around the seat to get comfortable, which is pretty hard in this trash heap.

"Ok, the left peddle is the brake, and the right is the accelerator. Keep within the lines on the track, and if you happen to crash or veer off the track and onto the grass, one of us will hopefully come and rescue you. Any questions?" one of the Go-Carting guys asks. No one asks anything, so the two guys go around the pull the start line on each of the carts. When mine is finally started up, I hear the engine roar more like a lawn mower than anything, and it smells like petrol so badly. Yuck!

"Ok, 1….2…3!" the staff guys yells, and I floor the right peddle. My Go cart speeds off out of the side area and into the main track. I'm the first out, which makes me smile happily but cruelly. I take a quick glance behind me, to see that Joey is gaining on me, so I yank the steering wheel to the side and I position myself right in front of him. I hear a lot of swearing and shouting behind me, but I'm unmoved by it. I enjoy peeving Wheeler off, seeing he does it to me all the time.

"Nyeh…KAIBA!" I hear Wheeler shout in rage, and I can just see him with his fist raised in the air, waving about. I snigger quietly, and put my foot down lightly on the brake to skid around a corner. For a Go cart it's loud when the tyres screech on the bitumen.

"Watch it!" Wheeler screams and I turn my head slightly to see him having a hard time straightening up his cart. I laugh insanely loud, and floor my cart again. Yes, beating all these losers is fun. Even when I create a crash out of it. Speaking of which, I can hear a loud metal hitting metal noise, and I look over to the other side of the track to see Tea and Yugi have stopped, and they're shouting at each other.

I snort in laughter, before seeing out the corner of my eye Tristan and Duke gaining on me and Wheeler. By the looks of it, they are drag racing each other, so I push my cart faster to escape. Joey is screaming at both Tristan and Duke now, and I am guessing they over took him somehow. Well, they're never going to overtake me. Never.

Spending the next couple of laps enjoying overtaking Tea, Yami, Yugi and Mokuba, I forget about the two drag racing idiots, who have inched their way closer and closer. Wheeler is no where in sight, only his go cart which has been parked next to the stairs. My best guess is he had to use the bathroom outta fright of me kicking his sorry ass.

So, I am happily enjoying driving at top speed, the engine roaring from lack of rest, when I notice that I am no longer alone. Yes. Those two idiots are right on my trial…I can smell them…well, their cart fumes anyway. "You're going down Kaiba!" I hear Duke scream, and I turn my head slightly to see him inch closer to the back of my cart.

"In your dreams, Moron!" I scream back, and hunch myself over the steering wheel. I can feel my cart pick up more speed, coz I'm officially crushing the peddle under my boot. "Give it up old man!" Tristan shouts and I try and block out all sounds. I'm doing quite a good job, and I manage to stay in first place, but I have a slight problem which has just occurred.

I can feel my coat being tugged from the end of it, and I turn my head back to see that both end corners are getting sucked into the front tyres of both Duke's and Tristan's go carts. I mentally scream in frustration, anger, grief and fear as I see my coat getting sucked further into the wheels.


Corad: So, was that ok? I hope so anyway. Next chappie you'll find out what actually happens to Kaiba...and his beloved coat for that matter. It's not gonna be pretty, I can tell you know. Well, if you guys have the time to review and tell me if you like or hate, then that'd be great. See you all when the next chappie comes up!