Chapter 28: The End (Not Like in the Fairytales) OR Yugi blushes a lot OR Sashimi Showndown! The Pharaoh's Knocked Down a Peg OR That Chapter You've Been Waiting For OR Some other chapter title
This is it. The real ending. If you're wondering why it took so long for me to update, it's 'cause I put a lot of thought into this chappie right here. I wanted it to end perfectly. It still has some issues, but I think basically it's a nice fun ending the whole family can enjoy. (Except for Yami, who will shortly after this announcement have a headache.)
Yami had no clue what happened after that. All he could hear was the crackle of electricity sounding in his ears out of nowhere as he watched Marik buss his shorter half. He thought he heard a ringing sound in his ears when he realized, through mind-link, that Yugi was kissing Marik, too.
"I swear a lot lately," Yami could recall Yugi saying. "You wouldn't know, would you? You're too busy hanging out with Tristan and Duke and all of your friends to take any notice of your surroundings! I—I could be dating Marik and you wouldn't have any idea!"
"I hope not" had been Yami's reply. Now the Pharaoh stared a deep disgusting idea fully realized in the face.
"Oh dear Lord," he cried plaintively. He stood up, sat back down on his butt with a thud. He felt dizzy, sick.
So this is what Yugi's been thinking about…
Ok, ok… I've just got to accept this… I've…
AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGH!!!!
/How long have you two been going out?/ He sent the question to Yugi via mind messenger, (which is also not available for download,) despite his suspicion that he should probably leave the two of them along. That's actually probably not a very good idea.
"Eh?" Yugi broke off with Marik and turned to stare exactly where Yami was hiding. "Yami?"
Yugi's visage turned tomato red. His eyes scanned the alley for his other half. "Yami, I…"
Marik grinned happily, glad to be able to piss the Pharaoh off. He huggled Yugi tighter. "I'm not letting go of him…" he told the air in a low, sing-song voice that was a deranged falsetto. Yugi blushed, and hugged Marik tighter while he kept looking at where he knew the Pharaoh was hidden.
"Yami?" he called out meekly.
"You can't see me!" Yami tried to wriggle away. "I'm not here!"
Marik frowned. "Ok, now that's just way too pusillanimous than a Pharaoh should be," he remarked, hoping to stir up some anger in the Pharaoh. (Little did he know the Pharaoh didn't understand that the word 'pusillanimous' meant 'cowardly.') If he was going to lower himself to admitting very openly that he liked Yugi—ok, that he liked Yugi a lot—he could at least have fun by torturing the Pharaoh with that fact. Y'know, like in a… uhm… Joey/Mokuba fic, except with Marik instead of Seto, or something.
Awkward pause for the narrator. Yeah, Joey/Mokuba is creepy. That's all I could think of. Leave me alone.
"You disgust me," came the reply from the former ruler.
Yugi growled, miffed. "Oh, thanks!"
"Not you!" Yami rectified. "You never disgust me! It's that thing you're hugging!"
"'Thing?" That pissed Yugi off. And Marik. Although, Yugi a bit more. If he was going to date Marik, then the least that Yami could do was to treat his boyfriend like a human bei—
Did I just think about Marik as my boyfriend? Yugi blushed, and the New Yugi collapsed into the Old Yugi.
"Yes! He's a thing! Like a bottle of hand lotion!"
"Smooth," said Marik, who was unable to resist making the pun. Yugi and Yami both groaned. "Sorry, sorry."
"Yugi, aren't we supposed to be getting to the picnic?" Yami asked. Yugi sighed, thinking Yami was trying to dream up excuses for—oh. Oh yeah. They did have a picnic to go to.
"…Can I come?" Marik asked tentatively. "I don't want for you to talk Yugi out of our little arrangement here." When Marik said the word arrangement, he wrapped his arms tenderly around Yugi's neck, causing the shorter blonde to blush even deeper. "Look, a tomato!" Yugi blushed even worse. "And I'd hate to be the cause of a loud argument between the two of you, where Yugi would swear at you in front of your friends. Actually, I'd love that, but I'm sure it would make Yugi here sad. And it might happen. After all, Yugi swears a lot." Marik smirked. Yami's eyes widened larger than his head would allow.
"What the hell is happening?!" his brain cells shouted.
"The retina's a fat pig!" replied the white cells. "And he's spewed all over the eyeballs, so now they're FAT!"
"That seems logical," the brain cells agreed.
"…You want to be the medium between me and my aibou?!" Yami shouted. Marik grinned his usual Cheshire smile and nodded twice. "That's absurd!"
"Yami, stop it, you're shouting," Yugi admonished.
"Shouting? SHOUTING? …You're right, aibou, I am shouting. Aibou, how could you not tell me something like this!"
"The same way you could go out with a girl you knew I liked," Yugi retorted tartly. Yami's eyes shrunk back to their normal size, and his pupils became very, very small.
"The Atkins diet works fast," the retina was remarking to the rod and cone cells. What the hell am I talking about? I don't know.
"I… um…" Yami bit his tongue. "Alright, so why don't you come then," he growled. "Surely your friends are going to be aghast at this… this, um…" Abruptly, without finishing his sentence, he turned and walked on ahead without the two of them, clearly in a huff.
So now Marik and Yugi were left by themselves to follow after the Pharaoh. After their liplock, Yugi didn't know what to say, and was left only to blush as a consequence of their actions.
…Man, Yugi blushes a lot.
"…Hey," Marik said finally.
"Yeah?" Yugi mumbled.
"Are you gonna look up at me? 'Cause if not, this probably won't work."
Yugi fell over with the bluntness of Marik's comment. "Oook," he said, "that is not what I expected you to say."
"What did you expect me to say?" Marik asked curiously.
"Something with 'mwahaha' at the end of it."
"Ok… Hey."
"Yeah?"
"Am I blushing, mwahaha?"
Yugi nearly anime fainted all over again.
"So…" Yugi looked Marik full in this face. The tiny game king's blush deepened a bit after having lessened considerably. Marik smiled.
"I guess you're not the tough guy you liked to pretend to be these last few weeks," Marik said.
"I guess not," Yugi said, scratching the back of his neck.
"Eh, at least it was a good experience for you. Toughened you up a little. Got you to bug the Pharaoh, too. That was pretty sweet. And look what your little game of acting brought you!" Marik swung out his arms, gesturing grandiosely above his head. "ME!"
Yugi couldn't help but suppress a grin at how ridiculous Marik looked. "Ok, so maybe I got something good out of it." Yugi hugged Marik. "I don't feel so helpless like I did before. And I got to call you some nasty names. That was fun."
"Hey!"
Was he abandoning the New Yugi? Yugi wondered whether it was possible that the two might have merged in the past few minutes, and that he could never go back to either one ever again. It was what he felt.
Yugi mumbled, "I guess you're not a total asshole…" He tugged on Marik's hand, pulling him gently in the direction Yami had left. "I mean, you like me, right?"
Marik rolled his eyes. "No, I make out with everyone I pull into an alley."
"I thought so," Yugi said wryly.
Marik rolled his eyes again.
"We don't like being rolled so much!" his eyes complained. "We get dizzy!"
"How do you think we feel?!" Marik's legs screamed back. "Always walking everywhere for this dope, walking and walking…"
"I don't see why you would like me, though," Yugi said, dropping Marik's arm when they came to the sidewalk.
"Eh… You look cute in glasses. And fireworks are pretty neat. And I guess its okay to steal money from my stupid other half. And you're basically just a lot less wimpy than I thought." A thought struck Marik. "You're almost… cool…"
"Almost cool? I can swing that." Yugi grinned. "Hey, Marik?"
"Yeah?"
"Where did you learn to kiss like that?" Yugi broached as the park came into view.
The darker half of Malik sweat dropped. "O-shujinkaku-sama," he confessed.
"…Awwwkward."
"Where's Yugi?" Joey asked when Yami approached the group. Joey looked a bit disappointed that they weren't hanging out at the game center as originally planned, but the prospect of what might lie in Tea's picnic basket had perked him up a little. Besides, he liked sandwiches more than sushi… although afterwards they were going to go to Domino City's World of Sushi and have their sashimi eating contest.
"Yugi?" Yami repeated. His taller friend nodded. "With Marik," the Pharaoh seethed. Joey laughed. "What's so funny?" he demanded.
Joey chortled a bit more before replying with, "Well, when Tea told me that Marik and Yugi were dating, I was really shocked at first… and then I realized how angry you were going to be, and I… hehehe."
Yami looked floored. "You knew?!" was all that he could squeaked, even though his gaping mouth was wide enough for ants to crawl into.
"Well of course," Tristan said. "Tea told us all. Didn't she tell you?"
Yami looked to Tea, who was scooting as far away from them as possible without going off of their picnic blanket. "He he he… Yugi said he wanted to tell you," she said lamely.
Yami glared at her some more. "Some friend you are," he teased, sitting down with a stony frown on his face next to Joey.
"Hey, there's Yug' now," Joey said. Tristan looked up and snickered at Yugi, who was dashing over toward the group.
"Hey!" Yugi gave each of his friends a broad smile in turn. Even Yami, whose back was turned to him.
"Hey Yugi!" Tea waved happily. Yugi stopped a few feet from the blanket, his hands behind his back, suddenly shy. His friends blinked at him.
"Um, is it okay if Marik eats with us?" he asked. Tristan laughed out loud. "Tris', that's rude."
"Oh, sorry."
"No, it is not," Yami murmured at the same time that Tea said "Of course!" Joey and Tristan looked a little bit paranoid now that they were actually faced with the challenge of stomaching seeing Yugi and Marik together in front of them.
"Sure," Joey nodded. "We'll be civil." A fake halo appeared above his head.
Tristan added in a mutter, "We'll try to be, anyway."
"I was going to sit here anyway whether you fools like it or not," came a snotty voice from behind them. Joey and Tristan jumped. Yugi laughed a bit. Yami sulked.
"Yami," said Yugi, "you don't, like, hate me or anything, right?"
What was Yami supposed to say? In front of three other people… "No, of course not aibou," he murmured. "I could never hate you…" Joey eyed Yami suspiciously.
"Takin' this hard, eh?" Joey grinned. "I don't blame ya. Marik's damn creepy. And think of all the gay jokes Tea's made about Yugi that we all laughed at because we thought they weren't true."
"I'm bi," explained Yugi.
"And I'm right here," growled Marik. Yugi smiled weakly and sat down next to Tea. Then, seeing that this would leave Marik a spot next to Yami, he scooted back over toward his other half, leaving the psychopath room to sit next to the cheerful Tea. Oh, how grateful Marik must have been.
/I'm sorry,/ he apologized mentally to his best friend.
/'S'okay,/ Yami said back. /I guess I should've known something weird was going on with you./
/Hey!/
/I mean it. You're so weird. You're dating a fiend./
/A fiend, unholy./
/Yeah, that. …Is that a from something./
/Yeah./
/From what?/
/Just something cool. Like you./ Yugi helped Tea unpack the picnic basket while he mentally apologized. /Sorry… anyway, just so you know… you're actually the first one to know about our real relationship./
/But Tea--/
/I lied to Tea./
A small gasp arose in Yami's throat, earning him odd glances from the others in the group. Yami shook his head, regaining his composure and subtlety. /You lied to your precious Tea?/
/She's your precious Tea. And it was kind of an accident. I'll tell you about it when we get home. Anyway, even if you hadn't… um… caught us… um… makingoutinthealley, I still would've told you first./
/Really?/
/Yeah./ Yugi nodded. Yami smiled brightly.
"What are you two talking about?" Marik asked, trying unsuccessfully to quell thoughts of bludgeoning Tea to death with the picnic basket.
"Diesel fuel," Yami lied.
"Cabbage patches," Yugi added.
"Diesel fuel and cabbage patches," Yami concluded. Marik stared at them. It seemed to him that Yami and Yugi would have no problem patching things up, now that Yugi had no more secrets. That made him feel a little better inside. Something inside of him hadn't wanted Yugi to change completely, and now that Yugi would have Yami to confide to again, Marik was almost sure he wouldn't.
…Damn, he felt like a complete pussy right now… he was at a picnic. With Yugi's friends. Gyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck…
Of course, he thought as Yugi handed him a part of his sandwich, that doesn't mean that Yugi won't have a mean streak anymore… Or that I have to even LIKE his dumbarse friends…
"What are you smirkin' at?" Tristan asked the psycho suspiciously.
"Your hair looks weird," Marik said awkwardly.
...It only took a few seconds for everyone to realize the irony in this accusation and start laughing.
"Ha ha ha ha ha," laughed Yami, Yugi, Tristan, and Joey.
"Tee hee hee," laughed Tea.
"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA—hey, wait, we're making fun of my hair, aren't we?! I'll send you to the Shadow Realm!"
"Please don't," Yugi asked politely.
"Meh… only because you said please." So he didn't. But he did smash the Millennium Rod against Tristan's skull. Yugi sweat dropped.
At least, Marik thought, Malik doesn't know I'm at a picnic…
"So Marik's in love with the Pharaoh's brat and right now he's at a picnic?" Bakura couldn't help but laugh hysterically. "Well, I can certainly see how saying so would get him in good with Yugi's little sap gang…"
"No; he's really in love with Yugi," Malik insisted. "It's pretty pathetic."
Bakura raised a slender eyebrow. Ryou was slouching behind him, trying to ignore the conversation by watching a movie on his PSP, feeling friendless. "What's even more pathetic is you teaching Marik how to kiss. That's like kissing yourself."
"Marik thinks Yugi looks cute. Are you not paying attention!? That's pathetic. Terribly pathetic, actually."
Ryou sighed behind them. The two paused, gave him a cursory glance and, finding that Ryou hadn't been listening at all, went back to talking.
"I think," Bakura said, "Yugi looks like a Mary Jane plant. We could probably smoke him."
Malik placed a hand on his forehead. "So, you don't think this is weird," he said, his head hurting a little.
"You know, he's your dark side. Deep down, you're probably gay as well," Bakura continued. "Probably gayer than my yadonushi."
Ryou bristled at the comment, the only sign that he was paying any attention to the two, but then the pale boy tried to ignore it and continued with his listlessness. It was false, anyway. Ryou wasn't gay.
"If Ryou's gay, then you're gay," Malik countered.
Bakura burst out laughing. "So if Yu… So the Pharaoh must be gay!" While the former tomb thief was having a good, hearty laugh at this, Malik was trying to figure out how to get back at Bakura. His solution was a bit odd:
"Wait a second, that means that everyone involved with the Millennium Items is gay."
"Well, with Pegasus, is it any large surprise?"
"I bet I can be gayer than you."
That stopped Bakura's laughter cold. "E…Excuse me? Where did that come from?"
"In fact," Malik said, pointing toward Ryou, who was desperately wishing he had a girlfriend he could be out pretending to like right now, "I bet Ryou would have more fun on a date with me than he would on one with you."
"O.O" Ryou stood up and started to leave the room.
"Betcha five bucks," Malik said. Bakura looked at him oddly.
"Only five?"
"Fifty. If you're really secure in your masculinity, you can take your yadonushi out to dinner and not feel weird about it."
"Yeah?"
"Five hundred," Malik augmented the bet. Bakura smirked.
"You're on!"
"I'm leaving!" Ryou screamed, rushing out of the room.
Saigo. Owari. The end. The true end. Weird? Yeah… oh, shut up, you know you feel sorry for Ryou now. Hope you've enjoyed. Leave a review:)
…Meanwhile, after the picnic, the group had traveled to Domino City's famed sushiya, World of Sushi. Yami managed to win the sashimi eating contest against Tristan and Joey through what had to be a miracle.
"You really are the king of games," Yugi quipped.
Yami grabbed his stomach. "Right now I feel more like the king of lame…"
Hearing this, Marik sinisterly grabbed a slice of sashimi and dangled it in front of the former Pharaoh's fretting face. "Ohhhh, Pharaaaoh… you have room for one more?"
Disgusting by the very thought of eating, Yami upchucked on Marik's cape.
"…Owch," Yugi said, sweat dropping. "That's got to be a burn of some kind…"
"Heeeeeeeeeellp me!" Ryou ran in screaming. He dove over the counter and crouched down next to a stack of dirty plates. Yugi, bewildered, glanced outside. Through the glass door he could see Bakura and Malik arguing with each other, each one with what looked like a few yen pieces in their hands. Yugi rolled his eyes. Money is the root of all evil, he thought.
His attention was brought back to his best friend and his boyfriend. Marik was smacking the Pharaoh's hair with his fist, which made the Pharaoh make amusing squeaky noises in between cursing the dark tomb keeper's name. That insane tomb keeper would never have given Yugi any mind at all if Yugi hadn't stolen money in the name of vanity.
…Then again, no one was ever sad because they had too much money, Yugi considered. And I did get away with a crime. I stole Malik's money! ME!
"I—am—getting—a—concussion," Yami snarled through clenched teeth.
"Good, Pharaoh! Feel the pain course through you like oil poisoning a babbling river! Mwahahahaha!"
Yugi smiled. If I hadn't already spent it, I think I would spend it on trying to understand what the hell Marik thinks all the time.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up to see that an employee was handing him the bill for all of the sashimi, plus Tea's crab puffs.
Why me? I didn't even ea—holy…
I still can't believe it's over. Anyway, tell a friend about this fic. After all this time, I am still a review whore. I really really really hoped you liked this ending! PLEASE review and tell me about it! And for goodness sake…
THANK YOU FOR READING THIS!
They ate a LOT of sashimi. Should've got the buffet, Yugi thought.
Looking around him, he saw that Malik and Bakura had now entered the restaurant and were searching for Ryou. Aaaaaaaand Malik had left his wallet on the counter. Aaaaaaaand some money happened to be sticking out.
Aaaaand Yugi simply laughed, turned about face, and handed the bill to Tristan, who, upon looking at it, promptly started to cry over everything from being broke to being without love. Yugi just smiled and went to stop Marik from putting Yami in a coma. 'Cuz that's what love's about…
…sorta.