Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Beat Breakers ❯ Didn't do the crime, won't do the time ( Chapter 4 )

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By: Jerex

the Drunk is reveiled as Joey and Kaiba are forced to share a cell with him, while Yugi is finally told why the police are after them

Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / Action / Mystery / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.11.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 207 | Status: Work In Progress

Chapter 4 Didn't do the crime, won't do the time

Yugi, Bakura and Marik slouched along the streets after a hair raising narrow escape on the high way they were eager to reach the quieter streets of Domino.

“So” gasps Yugi breathlessly “why are the police after you?” Marik quick as a flash replies “they aren't after us” Yugi snorts and Marik continues “they're after all of us”

“Me?” he exclaims “I've done nothing illegal!” Bakura and Marik exchange nervous glances “yeah, about that” one explanation later “WHAT!”

0o0o0

Kaiba walked into the small cell with dignity, their was a bunk bed across to the side and another smaller single bunk set up to the other side which was amazing considering the room was barely big enough to be considered a small cupboard, a suspicion that was confirmed when Kaiba looked into the corner and found a couple of brooms stacked there, opposite the door was the outer wall with a high up window that Kaiba could look out through the bars, the cell was decked out in the usual damp and dismal grey brick affair.

A few seconds later a struggling Joey was thrown into the cell, landing on a rickety wooden table that took up almost all the floor space available, the table promptly collapsed under his weight depositing him with a cry of surprise at Kaiba's feet with a shower of sawdust and broken bits of wood.

“Why you!” Joey jumped to his feet just in time to have the cell door slammed shut in his face. “Be quite” snaps Kaiba. “Hey you can…” Kaiba glares at him “I said down puppy” he pushes Joey over and smirks “role over and play dead” he laughed “leave the thinking to those of us who are designed for it”

“You wanna go moneybags?” Joey leaps to his feet and squares up to Kaiba who raised an eyebrow “not really, it would be unsporting of me to pick on someone as mentally challenged as you are” Joey laughs at that “Ha! Since when did you care about been sporting? We can't duel without are decks so lets settle this with our fists!”

“You couldn't compete with me in a Duel or otherwise” sneered Kaiba “I'd suggest a battle of wits instead but your not even half prepared”

“Ooh really?” Joey grabs Kaiba by the collar “I'm warning you” growls Kaiba grabbing Joey by the collar “an I give you no warning” retorts Joey. “Bad puppy” sneers Kaiba “talking back to your master” their faces are now inches apart.

“Pipe down” a low voice tells them to shut up, accompanied by a pathetic groan. The Two foes blink in surprise and release their death grip on each other and back away, turning to their right they realize that the bundle of shabby sheets on the single bunk is in fact a person, barely managing to pull himself into a sitting position, the Drunk unwinds the sheet that's wrapped around him “Master Marik? Have you seen Master Marik?” he asks before sliding across the bunk and falling of it to land hard onto the concrete floor.

“What the…” exclaims Kaiba. “Huh? It's him” says Joey. He and Kaiba suddenly remember “you're the Drunk!” they say simultaneously before glaring at each other “Mutt” “Kaiba grrrr..”

0o0o0

“I can't believe you did that…I mean you ricked me, how could you!” says a hurt Yugi tears trickling down his face “I thought you were my friends” he splutters.

Bakura looks bashful “I didn't want to, he made me” Marik scowls “No I didn't the Tomb Robber did I just went along with it” he scuffs the sole of his shoe against the pavement, “that's what I meant” states Bakura refusing to meet Yugi's eyes.

One Week Previously, Midnight, Domino City Centre.

“Marik!” complains Yugi “why are we here? Why can't we go to Tristan's party now, we'll be late” he was sitting uncomftable in the drivers seat of rickety old car, the number plates had fallen of, the paint work was flaking and in place of a tax disk was a note saying `Tax in post' Marik sighs “Bakura's having a little bother getting ready” lies Marik smoothly “he won't be much longer” he looks around the darkened street, most of the street lights around here were either broken or vandalized and the only light source came from the inside car light, which was just about the only thing that worked properly in the car.

“Why are we here?” asks Yugi “were miles away from Bakura kuns apartment”

“He's visiting a friend of his families” lies Marik on the spot, but Yugi isn't put of that easily “Why does he have to take so long” he complains “He's taking longer than Anzu an she has more make up and stuff to put on”

Marik snorts as he envisions Bakura dabbing on make up and saying “just one minute” still he was just as impatient as Yugi, after all Bakura was taking longer than they had planned, and Marik was very worried about the whole deal, there was a lot about the heist that could go wrong, and he hoped it hadn't backfired against them.

“Are you sure I'm alright to drive this thing. I haven't got a license” frets Yugi. “It's okay you can drive it as long as an experienced driver like me is with you” answers Marik lying again, Yugi didn't have a provisional license and as such he couldn't legally drive a car even with an experienced driver present, besides even though Marik was technically an experienced driver, although he only ever drove motorbikes, he didn't exactly have a license either.

“You can drive right?” a suspicious Yugi asks Marik who replies with exaggerated patients “I own a bike of course I can drive” Yugi shakes his head “anyone can ride a bike” he claims.

“A Motorbike you numskull” Yugi threw up his hands in frustration “then why don't you drive?” he asks, a good point unfortunately Marik could never get the hang of the gear stick as such any car driven by him kept stalling which meant while he made an excellent look out he was a poor getaway car driver, “I've had a few” he replies, it would upset Yugi who now thought he'd been drinking, not that he doesn't enjoy a drop behind his sisters back, ironically he cold sober as of now, you couldn't pull of a job drunk, while Yugi droned on about the evils of drink, Marik zoned out, it was no good he'd have to go and see what was keeping Bakura.

“Are you sure it's alright?” asks Yugi giving up on his lecture on drinking, Marik nods his head reassuringly “Yeah course it is” he replies “he's probably just arguing with the Tomb Robber”

“I meant the car” Yugi's voice takes on an edge of hysterics “it doesn't respond properly”

“It's a car not a Duel Monster” retorts Marik. “The break pedal is loose” Yugi tells him. “Must be a lose screw” replies Marik. “The clutch is stiff” insists Yugi. “It just needs oiling” claims Marik. “The warning light fell of!” Yugi panics and falls to pieces.

“You must have pressed the wrong button” replies Marik “look its not going to bite you Yugi, I'm just going to see what's keeping Baka no Kura” he jumps out of the car slamming the door behind him and causing Yugi to jump a mile, the doors window falls down getting stuck half way “Marik!” calls out Yugi in desperation “pipe down” hisses Marik glancing around nervously “I'll be back in just a minute”

A few minutes later he bumps into Yami Bakura on the way back to the car “well” demands Marik. “Well what?” snaps back Yami Bakura. “How'd it go?” snaps Marik “please tell me you didn't mess it up” Bakura glares at him “I didn't mess it up” he growls. “Don't lie to me Kura” says Marik as he lets out a sigh.

“Of course I'm not lying” growls Yami Bakura “It's a no go, securities to tight, we could try again after we've modified the plan”

“Oh…Heck…ah FXXking hell” Marik swears violently. “Get it out of your system partner, little Yugi need never know what we were planning” Yami Bakura gives back control to Bakura.

“Ah Damnit we were so close” Marik stomps of, Bakura follows him “maybe it's for the best” he says quietly. “Are you or are you not a thief?” Marik shoots back. “I can't help but steal stuff, I don't purposely set out to do it, I just can't stop myself” Bakura grimaces and continues “stealing on purpose is his department” he claims “besides that I never did approve of involving Yugi in all this”

“We needed a getaway car driver, you know that” Marik snorts “I didn't know I'd have to spend the whole time holding his hand though” he adds. “Then why didn't you choose someone else?” Bakura asks him as they approach the car Marik had lifted for them earlier. “Joey's too stupid, Tristan to indecisive, Devlin to annoying, Kaiba haaaaaaaa, nothing, Tea” shudders “there was no one else” they reach the car and get in, joining Yugi who puts the car into gear and drives of bumping the curb slightly causing the rear bumper to fall of.

One week later, Domino city streets.

“I'm an accessory to a crime I had no part in” a miserable Yugi declares. “Hey” Bakura with his ever present upper class English accent piped up “how do you think we feel?”

“We planned that heist for months, and now someone's beat us to it” Marik scowls and kicks a random can across the sidewalk and into the gutter, Bakura shoots him a dirty look “we were going to steal it” he admits “but then we found out that there was more security than we had originally anticipated so we didn't do it, Yugi! Were innocent I swear”

Yugi looks at them dubiously, maybe they were telling the truth this time. Yami Yugi takes over “Why should we believe anything the Tomb Robber says?” he asks condemningly.

Yami Bakura takes over from Bakura but before a fight King Vs Thief can begin Marik shoves the Millennium Rod in between them. “Cos You an Yugi are in this with us My Pharaoh” he gives him a mock bow that he makes appear as insulting as possible.

“I have honor and justice on my side if I tell the truth…” Marik interrupts him “You and me an Bakura if will go away for thirty years apiece in prison, is that what you want for your pretty little Hikari?”

“Please” Bakura as his Yami had relinquished control back to him pleads with the ancient Pharaoh “you have to believe us, you have help us”

Yami Yugi regards the pair, the albino and the blonde, one quiet and apologetic the other loud and rowdy. “I may be insane” he sighs “but I believe you and I'll help you clear your names” he smiles at the unlikely pair. “Our names” Marik reminds him.

“We should just turn ourselves in and explain everything to the police” Yami Yugi decides.

“Worst plan ever” Marik groans “There not going to believe anything we say” he turns round “right Bakura? Bakura?” he looks around, the white haired kleptomaniac was no where to be seen, Marik shakes his head “never mention the P O L I C E word in front of Bakura” he sighs.

“Where'd he go?” Yami Yugi asks Marik surprised, glancing around the empty street as though expecting him to just reappear “he was just here a second ago” he states in amazement.

“Mention the Capital P word and Bakura's gone like a shot” explains Marik “He could be anywhere by now”