And so the antagonist fell to the might of the protagonist. The day saved. After many a trial and tribulation Joey and Seto let out a relived sigh. Smiling, Joey playfully punched Seto's arm. "Didn't see that coming did ya Money Bags" Seto shook his head. Laughing a little. " No, this is definitely not something I would claim to have expected Mutt." Looking into the others eyes the boys found something foreign. Respect perhaps? Both seemed to have something important to say, just at the tip of their tongues. But, before a word was uttered, the boys looked away. They walked there separate ways, not daring to look back. Regardless, nether could deny the change they felt inside.
FIN
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AUTHORS NOTE: Yugioh is not mine.
Yes, well then. I am afraid this is the end of the road. I finished this to the best of my ability. I will miss this uhhmm... thing. It was fun I suppose. Goodbye.
Things to know:
~Would you look at all that plot. (Win right there. Pure win.)
~Wow.
~Yes.
()()()()()- Thanks for reading now go play a card game.
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. Just fucking with you. Trolololololo~
#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
The weekend came to an end. The small release it provided dead. Students sat in their morning class half asleep, barley alive. Teacher snapping at the smallest things, Joey Wheeler being the favorite.
Smack. A ruler hit Joey's desk hard. He jumped up quickly. Bam. He punched the Teacher with all his might. Perhaps from shock. Every student was wide awake then. They watched as the man grew impossibly stiff. Their eyes fallowed the mans body as it fell backward to the ground, head pushing a near by desk.
Joey's rubbed the back of his head and yawned. "Where am I?" he asked, looking around the class. His head wandered downward to the body on the ground. Face became that of 'Oh Shit'. After a few minutes he voiced his thoughts out loud, "Oh shit."
The weekend came to an end. The small release it provided dead. Students sat in their morning class half asleep, barley alive. Teacher snapping at the smallest things, ignoring Seto Kaiba.
Sweek. Tap. Sweek. Tap. Tap. Sweeek... Tap. Seto's eyebrow twitched irritably at the sound. The teacher slowly wrote the problem on the board. Sweek. Tap. Swwwweeeek... Tap. She had to have been taking pleasure in this, Seto thought. He attempted to ignore it. Sweeeeeeeeek... Tap. It stopped. Finally. "Oh dear." The teacher looked over the problem on the board and then into the book in her hand. " I messed up." She then erased the hole thing and began her slow process again. Tap. Sweek. Tap. Tap. Tap. Seto let out a deep breath. Tap. Swweeeeeekkkkkkk. Bam! Seto bashed the book in his hands hard onto his desk. Must have reached the limit of his patience. Every student was awake then. They watched as Seto slowly rose from his desk. Their eyes fallowed the teen as he made his way to the front of the class.
Seto glared at the teacher, his voice ice "Problem Number 6 correct?" She frowned, starting her reply. "Thought so." He interrupted. Quickly he wrote the problem on the board.
"tan[arccos(x/3)]=?
Let arccos(x/3) = θ,thencos(θ)=x/3
This implies that tan (θ) = 9−x2√x = tan[arccos(x/3"
"Understand."
The class stared at him. It was silent. Berrp. Beeerrp. Beeerrp. Seto lifted a phone out of his pocket and brought it to his ear. "Speak." he commanded. After a few minutes he let out an irritated grunt, snapping the phone shut. Quickly he stalked out of the class, slamming the door shut behind him.
"It was an accident sir." Joey pleaded to the principal. The older man squeezed his eyes shut and ran fingers through his graying hair. "Look here young man. You assaulted..." The Principal paused, picking the phone up. "Yes? What? Ok. I understand. Just ignore him, It was most likely work related. He did what? … That dosnt sound to bad." The old man replayed, sad laugh released and leaned back into his char. " Please Miss, I understand that Mr. Kaiba tends to be a little... ostentatious at times, but at least he got involved in class at all. Ok. Ok. Look, I am dealing with another student at the moment. Bye. Who? Mr. Wheeler." Laughter could be heard on the other end of the phone. The principal sighed, hanging up. He looked at the young man sitting across from him.
"Your not going to expel me are ya?"
The old man leaned back into his char "Two weeks suspension, apology letter, cleaning duties."
They sat silently for a few more moments.
"Get out of my office."
!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
AUTHORS NOTE: Yugioh was never in my ownership.
Yes, well then. I said fuck it and wrote whatever came to mind. That's what I usually do anyway. My chapters just seem to get shorter and more meaningless as time goes by don't they? Oh well. At least I am having fun.
Things to know:
~Married Gill on Harvest Moon Tree of Tranquility.
~No, That really wasn't the ending to the story.
~Still plot less. Might have to go with the Idea Clarity gave me.
~Technicality, this was a long chapter. Five pages. Lol. So what if the word count was... hehehe.
()()()()()-Thanks for reading, now go play a card game.