Hehe! Here's a belated Birthday Present from me to you! Sorry it's short, and sorry the whole Yugi thing isn't in here. This is just filler. There will be a whole mystery about Nami and her sickness thing solved next chapter, and the whole Yugi thing next chapter.
Yuka Kitsune: Why thank you. But… Sadly, now you must die. I SAID LEFT SHOE DAMMIT! (threatens with spork)
Horsie890: Of course, all demons are afraid of fluffy pink things. Just wait till the sleepover. CoughHintCough.
XChibiNekoChan: Thanks for the B-day wishes, it was great by the way. No presents, but still fun. "I'll give you a present anyway" they say. My ASS! And yes, Chocolate Canadian Camels, which will probably come up in another chapter, along with the paper thing. Ha! I wonder how many of you remembered that! And she only has Mario panties 'cause it was the first thing I thought of. But isn't it cute? Yugi and Nami? (All fan girls aww) So cute! And don't get me started on an Inuyasha convention, or Shippo and Kagome. My friend has the Feudal Combat game. I was Kikyo… or Kagura… or Sesshomaru… don't remember. Either way, I could never defeat Shippo! The bastard's too tiny! I could only kill him with the Hiraikotsu! And I did ok on my Science Fair, I could have done better if that one damned judge didn't hate me. And yes… hugs! And thank you, (takes shoe) YOU GOT IT RIGHT! (motions to Yuka Kistune).
Panmotto: Arigato! And isn't that weird? The bad stuff ends up saving the day? But I'm weird like that.
Disclaimer: I know what I want for my birthday! What? What do you mean Yu-Gi-Oh! Isn't for sale!
"Listen cat," Bakura walked forward, "I'm going to be frank. I heard that you can make a tea that can cure her. Do it now and I'll revise my plan of killing you."
ShiShi laughed, "I'd love to see you try worm meat."
"Why you!"
"Would you two calm down!" Mai interrupted, placing a damp cloth on Nami's forehead, "If you keep making up a fuss, she'll never get better."
"Please ShiShi-sama," Mokuba and Yugi kneeled before him with their hands clasped together, "Please make the tea to make Nami-chan better!"
"Alright! Alright. I'll do it. Jeez."
The cat pushed his paw under the cover of the book he was reading raised it up before gravity dropped into the remaining pages. He gave the book a long, sad stare before getting up and trotting into the kitchen with his tail high in the air.
For a few moments, there was the rustling sound of containers and bags of food being moved, the sound of cupboards opening and pots and pans clanking against each other. Yami and Seto couldn't help glancing at each other, still not understand completely how a small little house cat could make all of that noise.
Meanwhile, Nami was having fun playing Go Fish with Yugi and Mokuba, Mai was keeping one eye on the game, one eye on the rest of the boys, and one eye on what was happening in the kitchenette. She turned her head when she heard the Kaiba asking her a question.
"Mai! Got any threes?" Mokie asked.
She set one on the couch and returned to staring down the hallway at the light coming from the kitchen. The three looked at each other, then shrugged, continuing with the game.
"Yugi-kun," Mokuba continued, "Got any Jacks?"
"Aw," he handed one over, "Mokie-kun, you're really good at this game."
The vampire smiled, showing off his fangs, "Why thank you. Now, Nami-chan, got any nines?"
Just before she replied, Mokuba thought he saw something flash out of the corner of his eye.
"Nope. Go Fish."
He was disappointed, but tried to hide it as he drew another card. Then it was Yugi's turn. He took turns looking at his cards before glancing at the people in the game.
"Mokuba-kun, have any aces?" Yugi asked.
The other smirked and shook his head, "Iie. (No.) Go Fish."
The lycan bowed his head and drew a card, but smiled when it turned out to be the very card he needed and placed both down on the couch. Then he looked at the witch as she examined her cards, trying to figure out which player to question.
"Yugi, got any fives?"
"Go Fish."
Nami scowled as she drew yet another card. She had begun to grow quite a collection in her hand and the other two were laughing at her for it. A sigh escaped her lips as none of her thirteen cards matched another.
"You're turn Mai-chan."
"Let's see… Nami, have any sevens?"
The witch winced before she drew out a card and handed it over. Mai set the pair down and looked over her cards again, then she turned to Mokuba when she saw him start to fidget nervously.
"Mokuba, any queens?" she asked.
He smirked, it was just a poker face, "Go Fish."
"Brat."
"You have my brother to thank for that."
Mai shot a glare over her shoulder. For some reason, Seto knew what the purpose was and smiled jokingly back at her, his arms crossed as he was comfortably waiting in an armchair.
Yugi asked Nami for any sixes she had and, once again, she reluctantly handed it over. It was at the same time Mokuba turned to face down the hallway and leaned backwards, trying to get a good look down there.
"What's taking ShiShi-san so long?" he asked, sitting regularly again.
The Motou shook his head, "I don't know."
"Nami?"
She shrugged.
"But isn't he your cat?"
"Yeah, guys," she said sarcastically, "I know everything that goes on in his little pea brained head."
Then, out of nowhere, a frying pan flew and hit her in the head. Nami cried out and fell backwards onto the couch, spreading herself out so that she was laying on the other three occupants while clutching her head and moaning. There was a rustle of paper making Mokuba raise his eyebrow curiously.
"Sorry, it slipped."
ShiShi smirked as he walked coolly back into the living room before sitting down at the entrance to the hallway. Bakura snickered under his breath as he changed his mind about the cat for the third time, liking his style of discipline.
"Owie!" the witch sniffled, "You did that on purpose!"
"No, I didn't. I told you it slipped."
"Liar!"
"Whatever you say."
Mokuba picked up a few playing cards that had mysteriously appeared after Nami hit her head real badly. He stared at them for a moment before crushing them tightly in his hand, a fire set ablaze in his eyes.
"You cheated!"
All eyes turned to him as he pointed accusingly at the witch, the playing cards in his hands as he threw them down onto the couch. All of the cards she had been asked for were lying there in order with the wrinkles from Mokuba's vandalism. Yugi looked over at her to see Nami grinning back weakly.
"Opps…"
"Anyway," Tristan interrupted, "What about that tea, Shi-kun?"
It was at that very moment that ShiShi glared at him so intensely, the devil himself would have gulped and hid behind Richard Nixon, sucking his thumb and holding his teddy bear tightly. It was a look that could be simply described as "I will set you ablaze right now".
"If you call me 'Shi-kun' again, I will make your afterlife so miserable, eons from now, your descents, if you have any pathetic excuse for life forms shall still feel the pain of someone gnawing their testicles off with a dull knife." He said bluntly, completely serious.
Tristan couldn't move an inch paralyzed with fear, until he ran into the bathroom, probably to change the pants he peed in. Joey turned to Nami, shaking fiercely with scarcely any pupils in his eyes.
"I-I… Is h-he s-s-serious?" Joey stuttered.
Nami looked taken aback, "I don't know. Are you Shi-kun?"
The cat turned to look at her with a face saying "You're pushing your luck", but didn't reply. The whole group sat in silence for a little while, the only sound was that of the clock ticking away every second.
"I wonder how Tristan is doing." Yugi whispered to himself.
"Yeah… I'll go check."
Joey stood up and went to move, when the resident owner brushed past him and walked down the hallway, stopping in front of the bathroom door. She stood there for a moment, hands on her hips with her foot tapping up and down impatiently before scowling.
"Hey!" Nami rapped on the door, "You better not be making a mess in there or you have to clean it up!"
There was no answer.
"Would you come on? Didn't you have something you wanted to ask? I'm not a mind reader you know!"
"Since when?" ShiShi inquired.
"Since my sinuses were congested." she turned and answered haughtily, when the door opened behind her.
There stood Mr. Taylor, standing on shaky legs with his arms wrapped around his stomach, face a pale green as he tried to keep his mouth shut. He walked out into the hallway and shut the door behind him, whispering a quick, "I'll clean it up later," slowly moving into the living room and sitting on the floor farthest away from the cat.
Nami blinked and looked over her shoulder at the bathroom door and shuddered, walking back into the main room with everyone else and sitting back down on the couch. She saw the cloth that Mai had gave to her and replaced it on her head, for it had fallen off in the commotion.
"So Tristan, isn't there something you wanted to ask?" she repeated, looking quite innocent.
"Uhh… I… err…"
"Out with it man!" Bakura shouted.
"ShiShi-sama… no, ShiShi-dono, wh-what about the tea for N-Nami-chan?" Tristan sputtered.
"Oh, that," the guardian nodded to himself, "I can't make it."
"What!"
There was a moan and all eyes turned to Nami. She looked indeed very sad and had little anime waterfalls of tears sliding down her face.
"And it's so good too."
"But why can't you make it?" Seto inquired.
"I don't have the ingredients."
"That shouldn't be a problem." The witch thought out loud.
"Really?"
She nodded, "All we have to do is go to the… oh, right. Problem."
The cat nodded.
"Look, I didn't put up with this shit to be turned down!" Bakura roared, slamming his fists down on the coffee table in the center of the room, "Where can we get the ingredients!"
"Well, if you are that desperate. You do have a few options," he thought out loud, "One: Write to Nami's family and ask for them to send us the ingredients out of the store cupboard. Sadly, that would take too long and the cold will get worse, then be gone before it arrives."
Joey snapped his fingers and pouted, it was a good plan, but, like the cat said, sadly wouldn't work out.
"The next plan: Find the closest entrance to the Magical Black Market," ShiShi closed his eyes for a moment, before opening one and glancing at his master, "But that wouldn't be a good idea."
"What? Why?" Mai asked.
"She knows why."
A visible shiver ran up Nami's spine as the others listened and watched intently, but no other words about that incident passed her lips. After that awkward moment passed, both the witch and familiar were deep in thought, brain hamsters working over time on their little wheels, the one in Nami's brain wondering if there was a Brain Hamster Workers Union.
"Couldn't we just go to the regular Magic Market?"
"Do you know where the nearest entrance is?" the guardian inquired, "Did you even bother to take the time to look it up before we came here?"
"I had other things on my mind." she defended herself.
"I'm sure."
There was silence for a period more, right before Tristan became annoyed and spoke up, "Well, isn't there anywhere around here we can look for… whatever you're looking for?"
The cat slowly turned his head and with his deep yellow eyes, petrified the poor demon with another glare. The other fiends grew terribly embarrassed and avoided looking at him by placing their hands on the corresponding side of their faces, until ShiShi, in turn, glared at each one of them, making their own blood freeze in their veins.
"Go… Gomen nasai ShiShi-dono." Tristan whispered, but all of them froze when they heard laughter.
He looked up with a completely lost face to see the little black cat chuckling to himself with a kind grin plastered on his face. His paw curled up into a fist-like shape as he pawed at the ground, before looking up with a smile.
"That is the first intelligent and actually helpful thing I've heard you say the whole time."
"Thanks… wait… I've said important things!"
The cat stood up and trotted over towards the door, pausing to leap up to the armrest of the couch, and pushing back the lacy curtain that was shielding them from the window beside the door. Even though it was impossible for a human, much less a housecat to see very far, especially through a building, ShiShi narrowed his eyes and seemed to be looking far into the distance.
"This just might work."
"What might?" Mokuba asked, as the cat jumped down and sat back in the middle of the room.
"We have all the rare necessities needed for the tea, we just don't have the common herbs to give it the right punch… to cure the right illness. But I'm sure that you could find the herbs in the forest over there, it shouldn't be too much trouble."
"'Shouldn't be trouble?'" Bakura quote, balling his hands into fists, "This whole thing is a lot of trouble! If the stupid witch didn't get a cold in the first place, this never would have to happen!"
"Unfortunately in your case, one cannot predict illness, especially a sudden, short lived one such as a cold. It's maximum life is about 48 hours, and the worst part is usually over in 24; this isn't rocket science, but there's nothing anyone could do to prevent this." ShiShi spoke like a wise man, then muttered, "Not even this God forsaken, influenza from hell."
"Why do you keep calling it that!" Joey burst before he slapped his hand over his mouth.
The golden eyes narrowed and he stood up and arched his back, hissing at everyone and no one, almost like he was hissing at an invisible person in the room, the sickness in a form of flesh. Nami slid off the couch a bit wobbly and disoriented, and scooted over the run her hand softly down his spine. Slowly, ShiShi lowered himself so that he was sitting on the ground again, but he kept a low growl coming from the back of his throat.
"What are we waiting for?"
All looked at Yami as he stood up from his seat and walked towards the door, turning the handle and opening it so that the bright afternoon light shined through along with a nice fall breeze.
"If you know what the herbs look like, lets go find them."
As he smiled warmly, Nami could feel her own grin grow in her face. She nodded and stood up, brushing a little bit off cat hair off her skirt and walked to Yami, nodding to him as she passed through the door. The lycan looked back at the rest of them in the apartment, before turning around and following the witch down the corridor.
Mai glanced at the cat down on the floor, now glaring at the carpet angrily as he let Nami leave. The temptress slid herself from the couch and down onto the floor next to him and sat there for a moment, before slowly taking her hand and laying it on his head. The cat stared completely stunned as he slowly looked up at her, seeing a nice smile on her face.
He opened his mouth, but Mai stood up and walked out of the apartment before any words could pass through his lips. Soon, the others followed, briefly looking at ShiShi before walking through the door, Mokuba, the last one out closing it.
ShiShi looked down at his paws as his little fingers curled and clutched the carpet. His eyes narrowed as he let out a silent curse before getting up and walking down the hallway to the bedroom, the book he was reading rising into the air with magical sparkles and following him.
I hoped you liked it. And sorry, it's a bit short but… I like making my chapters have a right place to end. And I hope nobody was offended by the Richard Nixon thing… It was spur of the moment and I couldn't think of anyone else that was commonly known and dead. That, and I'm studying Civics this year… Whoopee.
