AN: Sorry I forgot to mention I'm only doing weekdays, because I'm an entitled brat who thinks I deserve weekends off (but at least I know it).
Vomit- I suppose this is rather apt.
The yelling had continued even after Joey had pulled up, lifting himself and Yugi not only to roof level but beating his wings a few more times and shooting much higher into the air. In fact, they may have gotten louder.
Joey knew he should have set down on the ground immediately, or at least returned to the roof on which most of his friends, and Kaiba, still stood, but, simply put, he didn't want to. He had only once before seen the reactions of people finding that he wasn't, in fact, a completely under-average human (and was, actually, a completely under-average Wight). Those people had been Hirutani and the gang, whose only reaction was that now they could use him even more effectively because there was no emotional connection at all.
Besides wanting to avoid the confrontation that would inevitably happen on the roof, it had been a long time since he'd been able to fly. It felt nice, the wind roaring past him, although it was also quite a strain on his oft-neglected back muscles. Especially when carrying Yugi- the boy was small, but even adding just his amount of weight made it harder to gain altitude to any significant degree.
Speaking of Yugi- the boy had latched onto his friend with a vice-like grip as soon as he was caught, despite the serenity of his thoughts as he was falling, and his terror had quickly caught up with him. He'd been wound tight as a board, eyes squeezed shut and breath coming in gasps.
"I got ya Yuug," Joey called over the wind, beginning to descend. He had never brought anyone on a flight before, no one but his sister and that had been years ago, so he was descending a bit faster than he would have liked. Yugi relaxed the slightest bit at that, just enough to enable him to open his eyes a sliver and look at where they were.
It really was a pretty sight… but Yugi had seen practically the same sight from atop the building, and while he totally trusted Joey not to drop him he would much prefer seeing it with his feet planted firmly on the ground.
After Joey had caught him he'd heard nothing but the roar of the wind and the muffled, not-quite-understandable shouts of Yami from the back of his mind, but when Joey brought him out of his terrified daze with that simple assurance he noticed that Yami wasn't the only one shouting.
And the cacophony was getting louder, as if it were coming closer.
Joey landed, his knees almost buckling under the combined pressure of his and Yugi's weight and the momentum from the decent. He probably could have softened the landing a bit more, but seeing how terrified Yugi was (and who could blame him, really), Joey, who was unflinchingly loyal but not the best thinker, decided that landing fast was a more pressing matter than the state of his leg joints.
Although Yugi had been scared up in the air, he hadn't been motion sick.
Not that he had noticed anyway.
The sudden, jarring stop, however, suddenly made Yugi very aware that his vision was blurry and his stomach was doing somersaults. And as soon as Joey had let him go, he ignored the relieved and surprised shouting from his friends in favor of stumbling a few feet away and emptying his stomach on the rooftop.
After he was done he took a moment to reflect on his relationship with Seto Kaiba and decided it was good that their relationship was already negative.
He didn't think vomiting on top of Kaiba's building would win him any points.