Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dares and Drunken Nights ❯ Truth or Dare ( Chapter 2 )
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By: mercynre 
Yugi and Jonouchi get drunk; Mokuba gets busted by Seto. Sneaky Mokuba in Chap 4!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.15.2005 | Updated On: 04.15.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 443 | Visits: 646 | Status: Work In Progress
Yugi and Jonouchi get drunk; Mokuba gets busted by Seto. Sneaky Mokuba in Chap 4!
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.15.2005 | Updated On: 04.15.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 443 | Visits: 646 | Status: Work In Progress
__ Chapter Two: Truth or Dare __
"Um... Dare," Yugi answered, trying to find some semblance of balance against the wall. His head was literally spinning, and he wasn't quite sure he'd make it into the kitchen for a fourth beer. "Alright!," Jonouchi exclaimed, jumping up and breezing quicly by Yugi. He slammed open the refrigerator door, rummaged loudly about for a moment, then held up two frosty cans of Sapporo. *Ra be damned, how can he still stand up so straight?* Yugi thought weakly. "Chug this without stopping!," Jonouchi dared Yugi, handing him one of the cans. "I'll even do it wit' ya!" *Oh Gawd, I'm so drunk already, I hope I don't embarass myself* Yugi thought.
Jonouchi popped the tab on his beer and started counting to three. Bracing himself, Yugi watched as Jonouchi began chugging his drink, following suit a short moment later.
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Meanwhile, an adorable raven-haired figure kicks the covers off of his elaborately furninshed bed, groggily reaching for his alarm clock. The lights streams through his window, momentarily reflecting tousled mindnight-blue highlights and sleepy silver-grey eyes. "Oh no, I was supposed to meet Levesty half an hour ago!," wailed Mokuba, startled into full wakefulness. He stumbled out of bed, quickly rummaging through the clothes piled on his floor, finally selecting a tight-fitting Cradle of Filth t-shirt and baggy black pants adorned with several chaings and bondage straps. After pulling the selected items of clothing on over black silk boxers, he began applying kohl-black eyeliner in Egyptian style, being sure to place his trademark scythe under his left eye. Suitably attired for the evening, Mokuba searched his desk for the card that would gain him entrance to the nightclub when a mumbled "Hmmphh.," stopped him cold.
"Looking for this?," Seto asked him coldly, holding up an obviously fake i.d. with Mokuba's photo imprinted on it. "I don't think I approve of my 9 year-old brother going out clubbing all night... And I most certainly don't approve of the new look."
*Oh jeez, why'd he have to choose TONIGHT to have this talk?* Mokuba thought, choosing his next words carefully. "Big Brother, please... I have a date tonight... ground me for the next month if you must, just not tonight!," Mokuba pleaded. "I really like this girl and she agreed to go out with me, not even knowing that I'm a Kaiba!"
"A date? Just how old is this 'girl', Mokuba?," Seto asked, eyes narrowing dangerously.
"Um... Dare," Yugi answered, trying to find some semblance of balance against the wall. His head was literally spinning, and he wasn't quite sure he'd make it into the kitchen for a fourth beer. "Alright!," Jonouchi exclaimed, jumping up and breezing quicly by Yugi. He slammed open the refrigerator door, rummaged loudly about for a moment, then held up two frosty cans of Sapporo. *Ra be damned, how can he still stand up so straight?* Yugi thought weakly. "Chug this without stopping!," Jonouchi dared Yugi, handing him one of the cans. "I'll even do it wit' ya!" *Oh Gawd, I'm so drunk already, I hope I don't embarass myself* Yugi thought.
Jonouchi popped the tab on his beer and started counting to three. Bracing himself, Yugi watched as Jonouchi began chugging his drink, following suit a short moment later.
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Meanwhile, an adorable raven-haired figure kicks the covers off of his elaborately furninshed bed, groggily reaching for his alarm clock. The lights streams through his window, momentarily reflecting tousled mindnight-blue highlights and sleepy silver-grey eyes. "Oh no, I was supposed to meet Levesty half an hour ago!," wailed Mokuba, startled into full wakefulness. He stumbled out of bed, quickly rummaging through the clothes piled on his floor, finally selecting a tight-fitting Cradle of Filth t-shirt and baggy black pants adorned with several chaings and bondage straps. After pulling the selected items of clothing on over black silk boxers, he began applying kohl-black eyeliner in Egyptian style, being sure to place his trademark scythe under his left eye. Suitably attired for the evening, Mokuba searched his desk for the card that would gain him entrance to the nightclub when a mumbled "Hmmphh.," stopped him cold.
"Looking for this?," Seto asked him coldly, holding up an obviously fake i.d. with Mokuba's photo imprinted on it. "I don't think I approve of my 9 year-old brother going out clubbing all night... And I most certainly don't approve of the new look."
*Oh jeez, why'd he have to choose TONIGHT to have this talk?* Mokuba thought, choosing his next words carefully. "Big Brother, please... I have a date tonight... ground me for the next month if you must, just not tonight!," Mokuba pleaded. "I really like this girl and she agreed to go out with me, not even knowing that I'm a Kaiba!"
"A date? Just how old is this 'girl', Mokuba?," Seto asked, eyes narrowing dangerously.