Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Cold and Lonely ❯ 6 ( Chapter 7 )

Yami: ::is traumatized::

LD: Uh, Yugi……

Yugi: Yes?

LD: What did you do to them while I was gone?

Yugi: Not much, really…….

LD: NOT MUCH?! Yami is traumatized and hiding in a corner, Ryou insists that he's a bunny, Bakura is dancing and Marik is licking my arm! (Not that I mind the last one…...) You call that NOT MUCH?

Yugi: Yup.

Bakura: It's just a jump to the left…….

LD: AND THEN A STEP TO THE RIGHT!

Marik: You put your hands on your hips…….

Ryou: Squeak, squee squeek squeeeeeeeee!

LD: STOP! We are NOT going to do the Time Warp!

Yugi: BWAHAHAHAHA!

Yami: Hikari…..is…..crazy…….must…...hide…R 30;

LD: O.o () Anyway…….I think Ryou is the only one who hasn't done the disclaimers yet……..

Yugi: What about the first chapter?

Marik: That was Bakura, remember?

Yugi: Oh, yeah. Sorry.

LD: Okay…….Ryou, do disclaimers IN ENGLISH.

Ryou: Lady Darkmoon doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh. All she owns is a stuffed MewTwo named Chrinos……

LD: SHHHH! DON"T MENTION CHRINOS!

Ryou: ……whom sleeps on her bed every night.

LD: I'll hurt you……

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Chapter Six-ness: Dude, Where's My Car?

" NOW! I will NOT go over this again…….STAY IN THE HOUSE TODAY!"

"Why?"

"ARG!"

"Why?" Marik was careful to maintain his innocent and vacantly puzzled expression, even though he was valiantly fighting the urge to break into hysterical laughter. His hikari stood with his face in his hands, bemoaning the fact that his yami was a stupid, annoying git.

The 'why' problem had started about a half hour before, when Malik had made the mistake of answering the first 'why'. He had been TRYING to leave, and had told Marik to not leave the house, when the vicious attack had been launched.

Malik looked up and locked an angry glare on Marik, who simply blinked dumbly. Malik, obviously fed up with the entire situation, merely shook a finger at the 'evil' yami, and said, "STAY."

With that, he turned on his heel and left, slamming the front door behind him. After a moment, Marik fled to the window and waited, until, finally, he was rewarded with the sight of his hikari riding away on a motorcycle.

Marik grinned and dashed haphazardly to his bedroom, nearly knocking several priceless artifacts off various tables. Upon reaching his destination, he immediately fell to his knees and reached under his bed, where he groped around until his hand met fabric. Catching hold of his prize, he withdrew an olive-drab duffel bag.

Suddenly he froze. Footsteps were coming down the hall towards his room. He shoved the bag back under the bed and spun around in time to see…….Isis, smiling warmly at him.

"If you hurry up and get ready, I can drop you off at the Community Center on my way to the museum."

"Cool!"

"Will Bakura be able to bring you home today?"

"Prob'ly. He's getting his truck back……..likely right as we speak." Marik reached back under the bed for the duffel, and, having drug it back out, brushed off an imaginary speck of dust. Grabbing a notebook off the desk, he flung one of the canvas straps over his shoulder and turned back to Malik's sister.

"I'm good to go."

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE PARTS DIDN'T COME IN??" Bakura screamed at the cowering mechanic, while Yugi fought off a case of hysterical giggles, "IT'S BEEN ALMOST TWO WHOLE WEEKS! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN DONE BY NOW! YOU SAID IT WOULD BE DONE BY NOW!"

Yugi reached out and lightly touched Bakura's elbow. The white-haired teen took a deep breath and continued a slight bit more calmly.

"I REALLY depend on my truck. I NEED it. You SAID it would be done today ~ on a contract, no less! ~ and it is NOT done. Now, this presents us with a dilemma. It's YOUR fault my truck isn't in MY possession, and I expect you to do something about my lack of transportation. NOW!"

The mechanic took a moment to realize he had been somewhat dismissed. Then he was off like a shot, nearly running, having mumbled something about the boss.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Yugi lost control of his laughter. "Did you see his face? It looked like he just about pissed himself!"

Bakura gave an angry, thin-lipped smile, which gradually evolved into a wicked grin as he witnessed Yugi's continued mirth, "That was pretty good, wasn't it?"

"Absolutely fantast……...oh, look……….he's coming back for more!" Sure enough, the mechanic had returned, his pale and sweating face twitching slightly. Plus, he wasn't taking his wary eyes off Bakura. Yugi gave a helpless choke/chuckle before falling silent as Bakura began to talk.

"Well? Did you talk to your boss?"

"He………..uh……….he heard." The man was whispering, so terrified was he, "He said to offer you a rental car, free of charge, until your truck is finished……."

Bakura's russet eyes narrowed, "Just what KIND of car are you suggesting?"

"The one your c………c……..companion is l……..leaning against………."

At Yugi's low whistle Bakura turned around. The car Yugi had been leaning against, was, in fact, a blood-red Jaguar with a black leather interior. Bakura barely managed to hide his grin as he turned back to the mechanic and feigned disinterest.

"Hn………it run well?"

"Absolutely fantastic! The best car in the shop! Doesn't guzzle gas either………souped up………amazing stereo system……." When the man showed signs of rambling on like this indefinitely, Bakura decided to speak.

"Shut up. How long?"

"A……m………m……….mo nth!"]

" A MONTH?! You expect me to go without my truck for a month? But……….Well, fuck, I guess this COULD suffice………."

"J……….just s……sign this and I'll give you the k………keys."

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Ten minutes later, Bakura was on the road and playing with his new car. Yugi, beside him, remarked, "I think that man will have a permanent stutter. Anyway……….didn't he say something about a stereo? Got any CD's?"

"Second biggest pocket of the backpack." Yugi unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned back to rummage through said backpack. A few seconds later he popped back, holding a CD case, and re-buckled his seatbelt. Once done, he started digging through the discs in the case.

"No…..no……no……no WAY! I can't believe you have THAT!……no……..no…….Paydirt! KORN!" He snagged the CD and tossed it in the player. Within seconds the first few bars of 'Here To Stay' filtered quietly through the speakers.

"Come ON! Crank it up!"

"Hold on……….better song first!" Yugi spun the dial to track eleven and turned the volume up as far as it could possibly go. The music ROARED. Nearby motorists looked startled, then offended as they actually understood some of the lyrics………..to which both Yugi and Bakura were screaming/singing along to.

"Ass up high!

Make a motherfucker cry!

It's so good that I could die!

Help me stay alive!"

Yugi let out a gleeful howl as Bakura laid on the horn and started plowing through traffic.

"You are SO gonna get us arrested!"

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LD: Yay! That chapter is DONE!

Ryou: Good.

Bakura: My O.O.C-ness is deeply scaring………….

LD: Whatever. Okies……my next chapter will be up as soon as I type it up. Unfortunately, that's also as far ahead as I've written. So after next chapter, it'll be a while before I update.

All: Yay! ^_^!

LD: Silence!

Yami: Hikari………..crazy………….hide…& #8230;……..