Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ All Under One Roof ❯ Lets Paint ( Chapter 3 )
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By: silver_mouri 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.14.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 785 | Visits: 244 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.14.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 785 | Visits: 244 | Status: Completed
All Under One Roof
Disclaimer: Psh, What world are YOU currently livin’ in? Because if I own YU GI OH I wanna live there myself.
A.n: I’m alive, I’m alive though I bet certain people wish other wise ::Glares at an innocently whistling Yami Bakura:: I also updated ^_^ I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how to go about this friggin’ chapter. But I knew what I wanted, that’s the sad thing -_-;
Chapter
Yami Yugi, the once great pharaoh who was loved by all (or so he’s saying’ most are still waiting for proof), the King of Games, Yami to Yugi Mouto, and Rival to Seto Kiba, was lost. He would of course never admit it to anyone because well Bakura would laugh his tomb robbing arse off while Malik and Marik joined in with poking fun of his “Royal Arse“ as they put it. And Yugi and Ryou, while they might TRY to pretend and be nice would be rolling in laughter mentally.
So no Yami had decided quite quickly that no one would know he was lost.
But that left him with the predicament on how to get home, or more importantly to Ryou’s house.
“Urg, I’m never going to live this down, that’s the 10th person I’ve asked any NO ONE can tell me where Ryou Bakura lives” A voice whined out tiredly. Yami turned on a cool gaze as he turned slightly and watched a young teenage boy plunk down forcefully on the park bench beside him, a frustrated half smile on his face.
“Did you just say…”
“How does this help me…?” Yami resisted the urge to start banging his head against something, something hard that might shatter his skull and end his life at this very moment. He looked back at the boy as he stared at the phone with a wary look on his face.
“Easy, Ryou will come and pick you up.”
“Uh huh and why can’t you show me if you know him…?”
“…”
“Your lost to aren’t you.” The boy said in a serious tone as he stared at the once great pharaoh with amusement.
Later Yami was sure he’d regret punching the boy and knocking him out, but for now he could only admit that it felt fairly good.
“How about if we---”
“Won’t work” Bakura said sharply.
“Well what about---”
“Ryou would kill us” Marik said with a roll of his eyes. Yugi pouted slightly at having all his Idea’s shot down before answering and glowered at them.
“Then why don’t YOU think of a way to find him, before Ryou gets up of course.” Yugi with false innocents as he stood up and stretched.
“Not our responsibility” All three answered as Yugi rolled his eyes this time.
“Paint”
“What?” All three asked in unison, they glared at each other for a minute before looking back at Malik as he picked at the carpet grinning with an idea.
“We’ve all heard Ryou complain about how this house needs a new paint job, so lets paint it.”
“…”
“Look, he’ll be so grateful about us painting his house and doing the work for him, he won’t notice we haven’t found the stupid pharaoh of Yugi’s yet”
“He---”
“Lets get started then!”
Yami let out a breath of air he hadn’t noticed he’d been holding as he walked up the steps to Ryou’s house tired. It had been by pure luck he’d found his way back, and that had been because he’d found a map inside a phone book, though he’d never admit to having used said map because only guys like Ryou and Yugi used maps (the smart guys!!).
Opening the door he grabbed the hand of the boy behind him and started to drag him forward but let out a startled scream instead.
“What in the name of Ra happened here!!”
I’d just like it to be known the paint idea comes from Yami Bakura Birthday fic. The author mentioned something about Bakura having painted the door black once and BAM I was hit with sudden inspiration ^_^ it’s a good fic to by Wild-Filly.
Anyways hope everyone liked this chapter!!
Disclaimer: Psh, What world are YOU currently livin’ in? Because if I own YU GI OH I wanna live there myself.
A.n: I’m alive, I’m alive though I bet certain people wish other wise ::Glares at an innocently whistling Yami Bakura:: I also updated ^_^ I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how to go about this friggin’ chapter. But I knew what I wanted, that’s the sad thing -_-;
Chapter
Yami Yugi, the once great pharaoh who was loved by all (or so he’s saying’ most are still waiting for proof), the King of Games, Yami to Yugi Mouto, and Rival to Seto Kiba, was lost. He would of course never admit it to anyone because well Bakura would laugh his tomb robbing arse off while Malik and Marik joined in with poking fun of his “Royal Arse“ as they put it. And Yugi and Ryou, while they might TRY to pretend and be nice would be rolling in laughter mentally.
So no Yami had decided quite quickly that no one would know he was lost.
But that left him with the predicament on how to get home, or more importantly to Ryou’s house.
“Urg, I’m never going to live this down, that’s the 10th person I’ve asked any NO ONE can tell me where Ryou Bakura lives” A voice whined out tiredly. Yami turned on a cool gaze as he turned slightly and watched a young teenage boy plunk down forcefully on the park bench beside him, a frustrated half smile on his face.
“Did you just say…”
“How does this help me…?” Yami resisted the urge to start banging his head against something, something hard that might shatter his skull and end his life at this very moment. He looked back at the boy as he stared at the phone with a wary look on his face.
“Easy, Ryou will come and pick you up.”
“Uh huh and why can’t you show me if you know him…?”
“…”
“Your lost to aren’t you.” The boy said in a serious tone as he stared at the once great pharaoh with amusement.
Later Yami was sure he’d regret punching the boy and knocking him out, but for now he could only admit that it felt fairly good.
“How about if we---”
“Won’t work” Bakura said sharply.
“Well what about---”
“Ryou would kill us” Marik said with a roll of his eyes. Yugi pouted slightly at having all his Idea’s shot down before answering and glowered at them.
“Then why don’t YOU think of a way to find him, before Ryou gets up of course.” Yugi with false innocents as he stood up and stretched.
“Not our responsibility” All three answered as Yugi rolled his eyes this time.
“Paint”
“What?” All three asked in unison, they glared at each other for a minute before looking back at Malik as he picked at the carpet grinning with an idea.
“We’ve all heard Ryou complain about how this house needs a new paint job, so lets paint it.”
“…”
“Look, he’ll be so grateful about us painting his house and doing the work for him, he won’t notice we haven’t found the stupid pharaoh of Yugi’s yet”
“He---”
“Lets get started then!”
Yami let out a breath of air he hadn’t noticed he’d been holding as he walked up the steps to Ryou’s house tired. It had been by pure luck he’d found his way back, and that had been because he’d found a map inside a phone book, though he’d never admit to having used said map because only guys like Ryou and Yugi used maps (the smart guys!!).
Opening the door he grabbed the hand of the boy behind him and started to drag him forward but let out a startled scream instead.
“What in the name of Ra happened here!!”
I’d just like it to be known the paint idea comes from Yami Bakura Birthday fic. The author mentioned something about Bakura having painted the door black once and BAM I was hit with sudden inspiration ^_^ it’s a good fic to by Wild-Filly.
Anyways hope everyone liked this chapter!!