Kaiba's Preferences
By: Niiro Yuuyake
Warnings: More comedy, lime, violence(nothing serious), Shounen-ai, Anzu-bashing, rabid Fangirls . . .
Disclaimer: Niiro does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, but she does own Kiroko-chan and you're free to do with her as you please!
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Chapter 7: The SuperMarket: Part one
Seto sat only a moment in his car, before Mokuba came along, forcing(begging) him to ride in the limo with everyone else. Of course, initially, he refused, saying that he'd rather die a horrible, painful, and bloody death than ride in a vehicle with those people, but seeing Moki's sad, puppy-dog eyes, he changed his mind. Grungily, no doubt.
So there he sat, uncomfortably, between Yami and Bakura, as the two glared bloody-murder at one another, while Anzu glared death at him, and Kiroko looked on, amazed(still) at Ryou and Bakura's similar appearances. Yuugi stared out the window, while Mokuba grinned evilly to himself, mentally, of course.
And although he was stuck in the middle of the ex-Pharaoh's and ex-Tomb Robber's little "war" over him, Kaiba thought, he still couldn't help but to feel a little special.
So, on the Limo-Driver drove, first stopping at an ice-cream shop because Mokuba desperately needed something sweet(he couldn't plan evilly without sweets), then on to Grocery Store to pick up whatever it was Ryou and Yuugi put on the list.
As the shiny, white limo pulled into the lot and stopped in front of the store, Kaiba was the first to jump out. With all that tension Yami and Bakura were putting him in the middle of, he thought he would melt. Hell, he had even felt the heat coming from their eyes as they glared lasers at one another.
Sighing, Seto straightened his coat. He really didn't think he could take another moment of this . . . Maybe he could loose them in the store . . .
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Bakura wasted no time trying to get out of the limo after Seto, but since Yami was closer to the door, he ended of fighting with the ex-Pharaoh to get out.
Struggles and kicks pursued, ending with Mokuba pushing both teens(actually they're more like ancient) out of the limo at the same time.
"You two need to grow up, Bakura." Mokuba said to both Egyptians, though more to Bakura, "Look, you ran my 'Niisama away!"
Of course that statement left Mokuba in the dust. Yami ran as soon as the kid had pointed out the Seto was gone, Bakura right behind him.
"Get lost, Pharaoh! You had your chance!" Bakura yelled, nearly missing the slowly opened automatic doors.
"Not in this lifetime, Thief! In fact . . . " Yami yelled, grabbing an apple as he ran passed the fruit section, "not in the past-lifetime, either!" He finished, throwing the apple backwards at the Albino.
Bakura had only a moment to dodge the Red Delicious aimed at his head, ducking, and barely staying on his feet, in the process.
"You . . . Jackass! I'll get you for this, Pharaoh!"
Yami grinned, seeing Seto only a few feet away. He wanted to call out to the sexy brunette, but the group of bright colors and stinky fragrances that alerted him of Fangirls, made him change his mind. So he ran as fast as he could, toward his fantasy(though it wasn't in a grocery store).
Bakura, too, ran as fast as he could to Seto, though he had yet to pass Yami. As he ran, the Albino grabbed a nearby fruit, two, in fact, just brushing past an old woman. "Get out the way granny!" He yelled, tossing one of the brown, fuzzy fruits ahead of him, at Yami.
Now, Yami didn't have eyes in the back of his head, so as the Kiwi came flying at him, he made no move to dodge it.
The elder Kaiba turned upon hearing Bakura's enraged call to (no doubt) Yami. Not only was he stunned, but he had to admit, he was even embarrassed to see those two assholes running full speed at him. His first instinct was to turn the other way, and make a mad dash down several isles and back to the exit, but as he stared at the two maniacs, he noticed something . . . odd.
A small, round, brown and fuzzy fruit was . . . flying behind Yami's head. You see, Seto considered calling it out to Yami, but he, too, could smell the tainted scent of Fangirls a mile away, so he knew that there was a bunch of them just a few isles over. Knowing his luck, they probably would recognize his voice . . . or scent if he made any sudden move . . . He would have to be silent, because they were deadly . . .
Nonetheless, the Kiwi collided with Yami's head, bouncing off and rolling to the floor. It stopped right at the feet of the dangerous specimen, known as Fangirls(and boys.).
Yami stopped, rubbing his head a moment, then gasping as Bakura ran past him, grinning madly.
"You snooze, you lose, Pharaoh!" The Albino yelled, looking over his shoulder at Yami. Suddenly he slammed into something hard, both figures falling, loudly, to the floor.
"Dammit, Bakura!" Kaiba growled loudly, glaring at the teen on top of him, "Can't you even watch where you're running?"
Yami glared at the pair on the floor(more at Bakura), getting ready to use his Shadow Magic, if need be, to get rid of Bakura for good. "Tomb Rob-"
"KYAAAA! IT'S THE KING OF GAMES!" Screeched the ungodly voices of The Fangirls (and a boy).
Yami immediately knew that this had become a life or death situation. He had to get out of there . . . or risk the wrath of The Fangirls . . . they could be deadly at times . . .
As he quickly made his way toward the two on the floor, he heard the anguished cry of an innocent bystander, as the Fangirls stampeded their way through the store . . . closer to Yami. He could already feel the blinding lights of the cameras burn his eyes.
"Get up . . . 'Kura, I said get off!" Growled Kaiba, shoving the Albino off him, "Dammit. Can't you two act peaceful for once? It's hard enough dealing with . . . " Seto looked around, quickly spotting Yami and the horde of animals behind him, "Damn!"
Bakura pouted, still oblivious to the mob of beasts stomping their way closer by the second, "All I needed was another minute . . . " He leered at Seto, tugging suggestively on the brunette's pant's leg, "We could have finished it here on the floor, if you weren't being such a bitch . . . and that nagging Pharaoh wasn't here . . . "
Just as the words left Bakura's mouth, Yami rushed by, grabbing Seto's hand and the two of them zoomed on. "Come on, Bakura!" Seto hissed as he and Yami maneuvered through displays of can-goods.
"Don't call him, " Yami whispered, "That will make him think we want him to follow us."
Bakura stood up, dusting himself off, "Jerkoff Pharaoh . . . who does he think he is . . . " He whispered to himself, looking over his shoulder out of instinct, Bakura gawked at the sight of the beasts.
Fangirls of all ages trampled anything in their way! Quickly running after the Pharaoh and his brunette, Bakura cursed Yami under his breath, never again would he let the two-timing, Kaiba-stealing, ex-Pharaoh come to the grocery's store with him again!
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Mokuba watched as Yami and Bakura ran after his brother. It wasn't that he didn't know they would cause a scene in the store, it was simply to get them out of his hair(so Ryou and Yuugi could shop, while he plotted evilly to get Yami and Seto together . . . without Bakura).
So far, his plan was going fine. Now all he had to do was kill Bakura, and Yami and Seto would be together forever!
...but since he was only turning twelve, killing wasn't something he planned to do . . . unless absolutely, life-threatening necessary . . . but he figured, killing Bakura wasn't . . . even if it was a risk to his life just being near Bakura . . . He shuddered, how could Ryou do it?
The aforementioned Albino-the shy one- stepped out of the limo, sweating nervously. "Oh . . . my . . . " he said looking around a bit . . . He seemed almost amazed to get out of the limo alive . . . but then again, with how loudly and angrily Anzu started yelling, who wouldn't be amazed to get out alive? Mokuba knew he would.
"You alright, Ryou?" The raven-haired kid asked.
Ryou nodded, standing a bit unsteadily as Yuugi nearly fell out of the limo. The shy Albino helped steady his crush, dusting Yuugi off to make sure he was okay. "Are you alright? Anzu-san just suddenly exploded . . . I don't understand . . . I mean, honestly, she just started yelling profusely about something or another . . . " Ryou rambled on, almost compulsively dusting off Yuugi's clothes.
Yuugi blushed the whole way through Ryou's cleaning(habit) and tried explaining to Mokuba about what happened in the limo, while pulling himself and Ryou out of Anzu's way as she exited the limo.
Mokuba, fully aware of how psychotic Anzu could be when angered, moved out of the way, as the brunette and her copied-image of a friend stormed out of the limo, angrily stomping into the store. "You go that way! I'll go this way. If you find Yami, scream." Anzu ordered, her and Kiroko separating in search of Yami, completely ignoring the trio they'd just left behind.
Mokuba watched the two girls leave then looked over at Ryou (who had stopped dusting Yuugi) and Yuugi (who was still blushing). "I guess it'll just be us doing the shopping . . . Hope you guys know how!" Mokuba said skipping off.
"Wait, Mokuba!" Yuugi called, following after the preteen, "I thought you said 'us'. That means the three of us . . . right? 'Cause you know, I don't really know how to shop . . . Gramps usually does it . . . "
Mokuba nodded, putting his hands behind his head, "Um . . . yea, I know I said that . . . but I'm going to the candy section . . . so . . . good luck!" And off he ran, narrowly missing a woman pushing a cart full of groceries.
Yuugi sighed, grabbing a cart and heading down the first isle, "I suppose we should get to shopping, then?"
Ryou smiled, nodding. "Um . . . sure . . . but Yuugi . . . Who's going to pay for the grocery? We don't know where Kaiba ran off to or where Yami is. And I know Bakura has no money . . . and Mokuba . . . well . . . you saw what happened in the limo after he had that sugary ice-cream? Perhaps we shouldn't let him have any more sweets . . . ?" Ryou questioned.
Yuugi looked over to the Albino, smiling. "You're a natural Mother Hen, you know that?"
Ryou laughed. "Bakura tells me that all the time while I'm doing his laundry and cooking dinner at the same time!"
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Kaiba shifted uncomfortably for the umpteenth time, trying to maneuver Bakura's hand off his thigh. It was bad enough the three of them were crammed into the tiniest, dirtiest stall in the Men's Restroom, but to make things worst, he was stuck between Bakura and Yami . . . again.
Only this time, Bakura was behind him-chest to back-and Yami was in front of him-chest to chest. But this only made things wonderful for the two horny ancients surrounding the brunette. Kaiba sighed, shooing Bakura's hand off his thigh again. At least Yami wasn't trying to grope him in a filthy, supermarket restroom.
They could still hear the chattering of The Fangirls just outside the door of the Men's Restroom.
"Dammit, " Seto whispered, knocking Bakura's hand off his thigh again, "How the hell did I end up in here?"
"It's not so bad . . . " Yami mumbled, looking behind him at the stained toilet and walls, "Or maybe it is . . . " he mumbled, hitting Bakura's hand off Seto's thigh.
"Mind your own business, Pharaoh . . . " Bakura mumbled, putting his hand back on Seto's thigh, caressing it, "Now, Seto-chan, we could have a lot of fun . . . if you toss that piece of junk out into that pack of animals . . . "
Kaiba sighed, moving Bakura's hand again, "What junk?"
The Albino sneered, "The one grabbing my ass instead of your's."
Yami gagged, quickly pulling his hand back, "Don't bother getting jealous, Seto, your ass is much better."
Seto nodded, absently, "Uh-huh . . . sure."
"No worries, Priest, I'll get rid of him." Bakura whispered in the brunette's ear. Lifting his leg, slightly, Bakura aimed perfectly, just missing Kaiba's leg, as he kicked Yami in the shin.
"You bastard, Tomb Robber!" Yami growled.
"You're lucky for that, Pharaoh . . . if there was more room, I would've aimed higher up . . . " The albino snorted, kissing Seto's neck.
Kaiba craned his neck away from the kiss, suddenly gasping and jerking as Bakura grabbed his crotch. As he jerked though, he accidentally kneed Yami in the groin.
Bakura snickered, kissing Seto's neck again. "That's what happens in life, Pharaoh . . . "
Seto elbowed the Albino in the ribs(not too hard though) before squeezing from between the two, "Yami, you okay?" He asked, pulling out his cell phone.
The tri-colored hair man nodded, glaring at Bakura. "You're gonna pay for that" Yami hissed, attacking the ex-Tomb Robber.
As the two wrestles like little children, Seto called his limo driver. He watched the as Yami bit Bakura on the ear(1) and the Albino counterattacked by pulling on a lock of Yami's hair, all the while ordering his limo driver to bring a few guards so he could get the hell out of that shit-covered bathroom.
Hanging up the phone, Seto stared, disgustingly at the two who happened to fall on the stained(with what? You guess) toilet, but at least they stopped fighting.
Or at least stopped physically.
Verbally . . . No. Sadly, Seto wasn't so lucky.
"Dammit, Pharaoh! Look what you made me do!" Bakura yelled, standing up and gawking at his stained pants, "Ryou paid a shit-load of money for these! Now he's going be bitchin' at me for something you did!"
Yami grimaced at his dirtied pants. Luckily they were leather, so whatever was on that toilet didn't go through so easily . . . sadly the same couldn't be said for his bare hands. "My fault! You tripped over your own foot and took me down with you! And get a job, stop making your Hikari buy you stuff, you bum!" Yami looked over at Seto, "You know this is your fault, too, right?"
Seto looked startled for only a moment, before glaring, "My fault? That's bullshit."
Yami shrugged, "If you would just tell that psycho-" He pointed at Bakura, "that there's no reason for him to be around, then we probably wouldn't be in a public restroom . . . fighting over you. Unless you like that kinky kind of stuff." He grinned.
Kaiba snorted, "Whatever. I didn't tell you two to fight over me . . . I hope neither of you actually thought I would let you take me in here?" He waved his hand, displaying the filthy, little stall.
Bakura looked at Yami, then Kaiba, then back at Yami . . . " Oh yea . . . I almost forgot . . . You bastard!" he yelled at the ex-Pharaoh, "Who told you that you could touch my Priest!"
Seto looked outraged, "Your's?" He said, sarcastically.
Kaiba, of course, went completely ignored.
"Who made you Pharaoh! And why the hell would I need your permission to touch anyone!" Yami yelled back.
Bakura hissed, "Because I said so!" He leaped at Yami, both struggling and wrestling around in the small stall again. Luckily not going anywhere near Seto . . . or as far as they can from him in the stall.
"When the hell did I become property?" Kaiba wondered out loud, watching the two fight.
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A.N.- Not much Anzu and Ki-chan in this one and not much lime. I don't know why . . . it just sort of wrote itself . . . so maybe I could squeeze in some more lime in the next part. Sorry. Anyhow . . . the reviews were great. Thanks a bunch. I do so enjoy reading what you all have to say!
(1) Anybody ever heard of that Mike Tyson and Evander(sp?) Holyfield fight a long time ago? Yea well . . . I just sort of thought of that after I wrote that part. If you like boxing then you probably know about it . . . It's one of the well-known moments in boxing, though I didn't actually watch the fight . . . boxing isn't my thing. (And just to be safe. I don't own either boxers or anything remotely related to them.)
Please review, and I hope you enjoyed Chapter seven of Kaiba's Preferences. Look out for the next chapter on the 29th of August . . . perhaps the 30th.
-Niiro Yuuyake