Chione: third chapter, w00t!
Yami: -sigh- you are a dork…
Chione: -whacks Yami- don't be rude! And only I may say "dork", you dork!
Yami: o.O right…
Chione: anywho, I guess we need a disclaimer. AND THIS DISCLAIMER GOES FOR THE REST OF THE STORY! So don't expect me to be wasting my time restating that I own nothing. And here to do the wonderful deed is Zigfield!
Yami: o.O who?
Chione: one of the new characters in the new season. He's the one with the long pink hair.
Yami: ah…
Chione: so, take it away Ziggie!
Ziggie: -in his weird European accent- Chione owns nasing. Apsolutely nasing. Ges zat srough you' heads, you silly Nors Ame'icans. Now, I mus go gez ma hai' dun.
Yami: o.O he talks funny…
Chione: hmm, I'm still trying to figure out what kind of an accent he has… oh well, onto the chapter! Oh, and I'm not sure if there actually is a course called "Ancient Mythology" or "Current Events", but oh well! And Shroomy, the "SPORK!" is for you!
What exactly happened at that party?
Yugi was still trying to put the pieces together as he headed towards his first class, Ancient Mythology. What Tea had told them was a blow; it had been an entire week since that party, and they had been missing since then and no one knew where they had gone.
We could've done anything during that time. Yugi thought has he started up the steps into the lecture hall. Other young adults were slowly pushing their way into the building as well, confirming that it was indeed the first day of the new semester.
Once inside the building he found Room 108, his Mythology class. No one he knew had this class with him, so he was lost in a sea of strangers. He moved to a seat near the aisle and sat down, then brought out his books. The thoughts in his head where whirling about.
Who else had been missing for a week? Anyone else they knew? Did those people, if there were any, remembered what happened as well? And what exactly made them just get up and leave for an entire week?
While lost in thought the Mythology professor entered the class and took his place at the podium.
"Welcome, my dear students."
Yugi froze while opening his textbook. He knew that voice. He hadn't heard it in years, but he still knew it well! Slowly he raised his gaze to the professor and continued to stare in wonder.
There, in a velvet purple suit, was Dartz.
As if he knew Yugi was staring at him, Dartz looked up at the small young man (with two blue eyes, not one blue and one gold) and smiled sweetly. He then addressed the entire class. "Welcome to Ancient Mythology. I am Professor Dartz. This is my first time teaching this course, but I have a certain fondness for all kinds of mythology. Especially Greek. You could say it's my life." Again he looked at Yugi and gave a small wink. Turning back to the class he continued with the first lesson; what is mythology?
But for Yugi the class went by in a blur. He didn't hear anything Dartz said, he only was amazed at the mere sight of the old king.
When Dartz finally said the class was dismissed, Yugi got up from his seat with the other students. But instead of heading for the door, he walked down to the podium where Dartz was fixing his notes for the next class.
"W-what are you doing here?" Yugi asked.
Dartz glanced at him before returning to his notes. "Teaching, what does it appear to be?"
"Let me rephrase that: how is it that you're here?"
"Oh, I was never really gone. I decided to travel, actually look at the scenery instead of the wonderful souls that were around. It was rather pleasant. I even got to meet the Queen of England. Horrid old bat, but her servants are rather pleasant." A thoughtful look crossed Dartz's face. "I do think they might up rise soon…"
"But what are you doing here? Now?"
"Teaching!" Dartz said again. "I want to share my knowledge of the past. And what better way than to teach?"
Yugi blinked. "But why here? Is it because I'm here?"
"No. I didn't even know you'd be coming here. I take it your friends are here as well? How wonderful. I would like to see them all again." He put an arm around Yugi's shoulders and began to lead him to the classroom door. "Now, we'll all have to get together sometime for tea and a chat. But I do believe you'll be late for your next class, so you should get a move on!"
Before Yugi could object, Dartz had pushed him out of the classroom and closed the door on him. Yugi stared at the door for a few moments more before rushing off to his next class.
Outside Room 203, which was Yugi's Current Events class, was Joey. While the two took their seats they saw Kaiba a few rows behind them. As they got out their books, Yugi told Joey about his other teacher.
"Dartz is here!" Joey whispered urgently. "This is crazy! I'm starting to not like this school; too many old enemies."
"He said he wanted to get together for tea."
The blonde gave a disgusted look. "Tea! Yeah, I can tell just what kind of tea he'll be having- lemon, no cream, and two lumps of crazy!"
"I hardly think he's crazy." Yugi told him, though on the inside he somewhat had to agree.
"Take your seats, take your seats!" A cheerful voice called from the front of the class.
For the second time that day Yugi stopped moving due to a voice he knew all too well. Joey did likewise, and a few rows back a deep scowl crossed Kaiba's face.
"I am Professor Pegasus, and I will be taking you through this journey of Current Events!"
Yugi could see the disbelief on Joey's face as his friend stared down at Maximillion Pegasus, who was standing at the front of the class with a glass of red wine in one hand.
"He's still an alcoholic…" Yugi heard someone whisper, and he knew it was Kaiba who had done so. Again, though he would say so allowed, Yugi internally agreed.
A groan escaped Joey. "This is going to be the year from hell! Devlin, Kaiba, Dartz, Pegasus… all we need now is Weevil and Rex, and we'll be set!"
"Don't jinx it…" Yugi mumbled, and tried to sink as low into his seat as he could. The last thing he needed was for Pegasus to acknowledge him in his class.
"Oh my, if it isn't Yugi-boy!"
Too late… He thought ruefully.
"Oh jeez!" Joey uttered beside him as he watched Pegasus start up the stairs to where they sat. "Yugi, you're on your own!" His friend tried to scramble over the person beside him in an attempt to reach the other side of the room, but Pegasus grabbed the back of Joey's shirt and pulled him into a hug.
"And Mr. Wheeler, what a pleasure!" Pegasus said merrily. He squeezed Joey harder in their hug. "I'm so happy to see familiar faces in my class!"
"Ugh-we're, um-happy to be here…" Joey uttered, though Pegasus was cutting off his air supplies.
Then the silver haired man dropped Joey and actually picked Yugi out of his seat, and began cuddling him like he was a stuffed bear.
"And my dear Yugi-boy. It's been so long! Too long! I am so happy to see you again!"
Yugi felt a sweat drop on his head. "Uh… good to see you too, Pegasus. Now, could you let me down?"
"Of course!" He gently put Yugi back in his seat, and (almost literally) skipped to a few rows back and beamed at Kaiba.
"And Kaiba-boy! Did you think I'd let you fly in under the radar? I don't think so!" He opened his arms in a grand gesture of a hug and stood there as if he actually believed Kaiba would greet him the same way.
"Touch me and die." Was all the young CEO mumbled as he gave Pegasus a dark look.
A pout formed on Pegasus' face. "What? No huggle? Oh, poo. I can still see your playing hard to get." Pegasus gave Kaiba a wink with his good eye, and while Kaiba shifted uncomfortably in his seat the "professor" skipped merrily back up to the front of the class.
The rest of the class consisted of Pegasus prancing around the front of the class like a prima ballerina, occasionally groping some of his students, and ranting about what's happening around the world right now. All the while, he was packing away the red wine, which made him a bit irritable near the end of class.
"I want you all to find a current event and research it!" He called once he dismissed the class. "Write something or other up about it, and hand it in at the end of the month!"
"Let's get out of here." Joey whispered to Yugi as they both got out of their seats. "Before he remembers we're in his class." Yugi nodded and quickly followed his friend out.
"Where is all the coffee grounds!"
Kuriboh was looking through the lower cabinets in the kitchen frantically. So far he had drunken three pots of coffee on his own, all in one morning.
"I think he's developing an addiction…" Yami muttered from the couch. While he sat observing the frenzied monster, Bakura sat in the miss-matched chair, trying to figure out what to do with the remote.
"What exactly is it for?" The thief asked, holding up the remote for Yami to see.
Yami shrugged. "I've seen Yugi using one. You just press those little squares in a certain order, and that box-" He pointed to the TV, "-comes to life."
Bakura stared at him in wonder. "What kind of magic is this?"
"That's what I said, but Yugi insists that it's not magic. He calls it "tekmologeh", whatever that is… I've never tried to understand it; makes my head hurt…"
"Uh-huh…" Bakura returned to examining the remote, then randomly pressing buttons. Nothing happened to the TV.
A loud crash came from the kitchen, and both former spirits looked back to see that Kuriboh had managed to open a few of the drawers and was now digging through them.
"Java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, SPORK!" He little critter held up a half-spoon-half-fork, then tossed it over his shoulder and began searching for coffee again. "Java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java, java…"
"Ryou might have some in his apartment." Bakura said, a little annoyed with the monster.
"We're not-java-suppose to leave-java-the apartment-java!" Every time Kuriboh said "java" he twitched a little, which made Yami a bit worried.
"I think it would be ok…" Yami told it. "Everyone's left the building for these "classes", the coast should be clear. You just get what you need…"
"JAVA!" And with that Kuriboh flew across the room and out the door.
"I forgot they could fly…" Bakura muttered, then returned to trying to figure out the remote.
For while Yami watched as Bakura began to hit the remote on the floor like some primate. Then a scream sounded from the across the hall, making both Bakura and Yami jump up.
"That sounded like Rebecca!" Yami told the other male. Together they rushed over to the other apartment.
Rebecca was pressing herself against the wall and watching in fear as Kuriboh tore through hers and her roommate's kitchen.
"Bakura, get Kuriboh!" Yami ordered as he went over to Rebecca.
"You can't boss me around!"
"Hey, he's destroying your apartment!"
Bakura opened his mouth to argue, but saw Yami's logic and raced over to the kitchen area to grab Kuriboh, who was trying to claw his way into the fridge.
"Rebecca, are you alright?" Yami asked as he placed a hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Yugi!" The girl cried and wrapped her arms around Yami's torso. "I didn't have a class, so I came back to read a bit, and I heard someone come into the apartment, and I came out, and that thing was going berserk, and-" Suddenly she stopped and stared up at him.
"And?" Yami asked.
Rebecca pulled away from him, frowning. "You're not Yugi! You're the Pharaoh! Where's Yugi!"
Yami blinked and opened his mouth to answer, but Bakura interrupted him. "Well, at least we know she's a bright one. If only we had a few more of her instead of, well, what we have…"
"You'd be the first on the Replacement List." Yami retorted. Bakura sneered as he struggled to keep Kuriboh in his arms.
"Where's Yugi?" Rebecca repeated, then looked over at Bakura. "And where's the real Ryou? And what is that thing!"
Yami sighed, scratching his head. Nothing ever got past Rebecca. It was rather annoying. "Yugi and Ryou are at their "classes". That thing is a Kuriboh."
Rebecca just stared at them, then cried "WHAT!"
Again the former Pharaoh sighed, then sat Rebecca down and explained the entire thing to her. To his surprise, she believed him.
"And so you have to stay hidden so you don't confuse anyone else?" Rebecca asked. When Yami nodded, she turned back to Bakura (who was sitting on the kitchen floor and struggling to keep a lid on a pot that he had stuffed Kuriboh in). "If you are going to be living in the spare room, wouldn't me and Duke known that you where there?"
"I guess so." Bakura said, then looked down at the pot in his hands. "Kuriboh, stop fighting or I'll use those grey, sticky bandages to close the lid on and put you in the heat box!" He gave a grin to the oven, then back down at the pot. Kuriboh had stopped struggling to get out.
"Then why didn't Ryou just tell us what was happening?" Rebecca asked.
"I think he was going to." Yami told her. "But he didn't have the time when we found out today was the start of classes."
"Oh."
There was a loud boom, and Rebecca and Yami looked over to see that Kuriboh had exploded inside the pot. The lid had flown up and hit Bakura in the face, rendering him unconscious, and once again the little creature was digging through the cupboards for coffee.
Rebecca sighed. "Well, this sure makes the year interesting…"