Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Deadly Duel ❯ Chapter 11
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By: MageDragon17 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.10.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 251 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.10.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 251 | Status: Work In Progress
Dragonwhisperer: This chapter should be longer.
Yugi: I don't think I like this one very much.
Dragonwhisperer: You'll be fine.
Yami: Looks rather painful.
Dragonwhisperer: *Glares at Yami * you're going to ruin it.
Yami: Sorry. In case you reader forgot, -Telepathy- and (Thoughts).
Chapter 11
The next day wasn't too bad. They weren't late to homeroom or to any of his class before lunch, but that's when it got bad.
"I can't believe they're having a pep rally over there," Tea said, "They don't even have the cheer squad out."
"Want to go over and have a look?" Tristan asked.
"But what about Yug?" Joey asked.
"Go 'head," Yugi said, "I'll be fine."
"Yeah, collage students don't like the juniors and seniors picking on people," Tea said, "so we don't have to worry about it."
"We won't be long though," Joey said as they headed over the pep rally. Then Yugi realized to late that the seniors weren't out yet. The bell schedule was extremely complicated, it was for the whole day, but at lunch two bells rang, one for the high school students, and then one for the collage that rang a few minutes after theirs, the thing was that the collage bell hadn't rung yet, so Yugi was an easy target.
"Well looky here, the shrimp's back from the hospital." Yugi looked up to see another senior and his friends coming over. The leader was the biggest senior in the entire year class, which meant he could pick on whomever he wanted, including other seniors, and he had his eyes on Yugi.
(I'm in trouble), Yugi thought to himself.
"You thought I wouldn't come after you didn't you," the senior said. The guy's name was Darin, whether he was friend or foe everyone knew his name. "Now there's something I don't get. If you could survive an explosion and walk to the nearest hospital, I don't see why you can't stand up now. Stand up."
Yugi didn't say anything, he knew from experience to keep his mouth shut, or else you wouldn't be opening your mouth for a while.
"You heard me," Darin said, "stand up." He turned to his cronies, "Help him up boys." They came forward fast, and before Yugi knew it he was being painfully yanked up. The pain was so intense that his eyes watered and burned. "Good, now stand on your own." The boys let him go and he crumpled to the ground. "Help him up boys, maybe he didn't hear me." They obeyed and Yugi was forced to his feet once more, but this time they held him up.
"I don't think you understand what you're in," Darin said. He cuffed Yugi's right shoulder, hard. "Ouch, what is that some sort of cast?"
Yugi knew he could answer this one without getting punished. "Yes," he gasped, "It's the hard shell kind."
"Good boy, you knew when it was polite to answer." Darin laughed evilly and kicked Yugi's left ankle lightly, sending bolts of pain up Yugi's leg.
(Why hasn't that bell rung yet?) Yugi wondered. Suddenly the bell did ring, but Darin didn't seem to notice it.
"You've had I long vacation," he said, "to bad it wasn't permanent." He seemed to be biding his time; Yugi knew help was on its way.
Only a few yards away were Joey and the others. Joey turned to see how Yugi was doing, then saw the situation. "Big problem."
"What?" Tea said as she and the others looked in that direction. They looked just in time to see Darin slam his fist into Yugi's chest. "No Yugi!"
Yugi's mouth filled with blood. Yugi spat it out and Darin watched it hit the ground, he wasn't expecting that. He noticed a crowed was beginning to form around them. "Good," he said, "they can watch as I put you out of your misery." He raised his fist, but as he brought it back it was stopped suddenly. "What the-?"
"I thought we made our meaning clear when we said we didn't approve of beatings and picking on," the collage senior said.
Darin yanked his hand away as his cronies dropped Yugi and ran. As soon as Yugi hit the ground he felt himself being lifted up again, but this time it was slower and much more gentle. He opened his eyes a crack to see Bakura and Tea, he realized it was Joey and Tristan who were getting him back into his wheel chair.
He just wanted to die right there. The pain wasn't as bad when he first got his injuries, but he knew that all of his ribs were cracked and his shoulder and been jarred, but thankfully not enough to cause damage. Everything hurt, but he could only clutch his shoulder and watch as the collage senior gave a piece of his mind to Darin.
When the senior finished he had his friends sit Darin down and watch him to make sure he wouldn't run off, then came over to Yugi. "I think he should go to the hospital."
"I agree," Tea said through tears, she was so afraid.
"No," Yugi gasped, "I just want to go home."
"Maybe that is better," Joey, said, "I mean not much happened while he was at the hospital, and home is where most healing is done."
"You're probably right," the senior said. "I'll take him. My father is in a wheel chair and my van is designed to carry him in it, it's the best way to get him home."
"Thanks," Joey said. "Why don't you go with him Tea, we'll follow some other way. Now how are gonna to get there?" Joey asked Tristan and Bakura.
"I'll take you." Another senior stepped forward, the back of Darin's sweater in his hand. "I want to take this loser over there too so we can get this all sorted out, parents and all."
"Thanks," Tristan said.
"I'll go get the van," said the first senior. "I'd rather not move him anymore then he has to be." He ran off toward the student parking lot and what seemed like no time later a white van drove up.
"Wow," Joey said, "that was fast." As they got Yugi loaded into the van Darin's cronies were caught and brought over.
"Two more for questioning," another collage senior said.
"Bring them too," said the first senior, "In your car if you have to. All right," he said to Tea and Bakura, "get in." They quickly got in the van, Bakura in the front passenger and Tea in the only seat in the back with Yugi. "We'll see you there," the senior said to his friends and drove off.
When they left the parking lot and were on the street Bakura wanted to ask the senior a few questions, but they were answered before he even asked.
"My name is Andrew, Andy for short if you wish. I despise the way bigger people treat those who are smaller and can't defend themselves. When I saw this I just couldn't believe it."
"He's been through so much of this we're used to it," Tea said, "but it was never this bad. I'm Tea by the way."
"Well I know his name is Yugi," Andy said, "and you?" he asked looking at Bakura as they stopped at a light.
"Bakura," he replied.
"Let take a wild guess, that's your last name." Bakura nodded. "My friend is the same way. He doesn't hate his first name it's just hard to say and a little embarrassing." He changed the subject to a more important matter. "Which way is his home?"
"You know that game shop on the corner?" Tea said.
"The green one?" Andy asked.
"Yep."
"I know the guy who runs that."
"That's Yugi's grandfather," Bakura added.
"I thought I saw a resemblance, we'll be there in a few minutes."
"Thank goodness," Tea said as she wiped the blood off of Yugi's mouth and chin so her stomach would settle down.
"How're you doin' Yugi?" Andy asked. Yugi didn't reply, he just groaned softly. "Is he conscious?"
"Hang on," Tea said. She took Yugi's head in her hands. "Yugi stay with us, are you in there now?" Her words didn't even make sense to herself, but Yugi nodded just the same. "He's conscious," she replied.
"Good," Andy said as they turned the corner and stopped outside the game shop. "One of you go inside and warn his grandfather," Andy said as he got out.
Bakura jumped out of the van and ran inside as Andy and Tea undid Yugi's wheel chair from the holders. They were just getting him down the ramp when two cars pulled up behind them.
"Good," said Andy, "this'll make the explanation much easier, if they cooperate."
"If is the big question," Tea said as Mr. Motuoh ran out of the game shop.
"What happened?" he asked, the look of fear in his eyes was unmistakable.
"You'll find out soon enough," Andy answered. "My name is Andy, I go to the collage where Domino High is being held, and that's Eric and that's Danny," he said as two more men around his age came over, both over them holding on to the back of the three bullies' shirts. "They're the reason why your grandson is like this."
"And they have all agreed to call their mommies and daddies over for a little conversation," the man named Danny said.
"Wonderful," said Mr. Motuoh, "I can't wait to hear this story."
"I just remembered something," Eric said, "I'll be right back, just in case these threes' parents don't believe their story, that they believe their sons are sweet little angels." Andy nodded and Eric drove back to the collage.
***
Bakura: Can I hit Darin?
Dragonwhisperer: No.
Bakura: Please?
Dragonwhisperer: No!
Joey: Yugi did it for you, with the ice bag.
Dragonwhisperer: While I leave those people to chitchat, what do you guess think so far? Review me and tell me what you think.
Yugi: I don't think I like this one very much.
Dragonwhisperer: You'll be fine.
Yami: Looks rather painful.
Dragonwhisperer: *Glares at Yami * you're going to ruin it.
Yami: Sorry. In case you reader forgot, -Telepathy- and (Thoughts).
Chapter 11
The next day wasn't too bad. They weren't late to homeroom or to any of his class before lunch, but that's when it got bad.
"I can't believe they're having a pep rally over there," Tea said, "They don't even have the cheer squad out."
"Want to go over and have a look?" Tristan asked.
"But what about Yug?" Joey asked.
"Go 'head," Yugi said, "I'll be fine."
"Yeah, collage students don't like the juniors and seniors picking on people," Tea said, "so we don't have to worry about it."
"We won't be long though," Joey said as they headed over the pep rally. Then Yugi realized to late that the seniors weren't out yet. The bell schedule was extremely complicated, it was for the whole day, but at lunch two bells rang, one for the high school students, and then one for the collage that rang a few minutes after theirs, the thing was that the collage bell hadn't rung yet, so Yugi was an easy target.
"Well looky here, the shrimp's back from the hospital." Yugi looked up to see another senior and his friends coming over. The leader was the biggest senior in the entire year class, which meant he could pick on whomever he wanted, including other seniors, and he had his eyes on Yugi.
(I'm in trouble), Yugi thought to himself.
"You thought I wouldn't come after you didn't you," the senior said. The guy's name was Darin, whether he was friend or foe everyone knew his name. "Now there's something I don't get. If you could survive an explosion and walk to the nearest hospital, I don't see why you can't stand up now. Stand up."
Yugi didn't say anything, he knew from experience to keep his mouth shut, or else you wouldn't be opening your mouth for a while.
"You heard me," Darin said, "stand up." He turned to his cronies, "Help him up boys." They came forward fast, and before Yugi knew it he was being painfully yanked up. The pain was so intense that his eyes watered and burned. "Good, now stand on your own." The boys let him go and he crumpled to the ground. "Help him up boys, maybe he didn't hear me." They obeyed and Yugi was forced to his feet once more, but this time they held him up.
"I don't think you understand what you're in," Darin said. He cuffed Yugi's right shoulder, hard. "Ouch, what is that some sort of cast?"
Yugi knew he could answer this one without getting punished. "Yes," he gasped, "It's the hard shell kind."
"Good boy, you knew when it was polite to answer." Darin laughed evilly and kicked Yugi's left ankle lightly, sending bolts of pain up Yugi's leg.
(Why hasn't that bell rung yet?) Yugi wondered. Suddenly the bell did ring, but Darin didn't seem to notice it.
"You've had I long vacation," he said, "to bad it wasn't permanent." He seemed to be biding his time; Yugi knew help was on its way.
Only a few yards away were Joey and the others. Joey turned to see how Yugi was doing, then saw the situation. "Big problem."
"What?" Tea said as she and the others looked in that direction. They looked just in time to see Darin slam his fist into Yugi's chest. "No Yugi!"
Yugi's mouth filled with blood. Yugi spat it out and Darin watched it hit the ground, he wasn't expecting that. He noticed a crowed was beginning to form around them. "Good," he said, "they can watch as I put you out of your misery." He raised his fist, but as he brought it back it was stopped suddenly. "What the-?"
"I thought we made our meaning clear when we said we didn't approve of beatings and picking on," the collage senior said.
Darin yanked his hand away as his cronies dropped Yugi and ran. As soon as Yugi hit the ground he felt himself being lifted up again, but this time it was slower and much more gentle. He opened his eyes a crack to see Bakura and Tea, he realized it was Joey and Tristan who were getting him back into his wheel chair.
He just wanted to die right there. The pain wasn't as bad when he first got his injuries, but he knew that all of his ribs were cracked and his shoulder and been jarred, but thankfully not enough to cause damage. Everything hurt, but he could only clutch his shoulder and watch as the collage senior gave a piece of his mind to Darin.
When the senior finished he had his friends sit Darin down and watch him to make sure he wouldn't run off, then came over to Yugi. "I think he should go to the hospital."
"I agree," Tea said through tears, she was so afraid.
"No," Yugi gasped, "I just want to go home."
"Maybe that is better," Joey, said, "I mean not much happened while he was at the hospital, and home is where most healing is done."
"You're probably right," the senior said. "I'll take him. My father is in a wheel chair and my van is designed to carry him in it, it's the best way to get him home."
"Thanks," Joey said. "Why don't you go with him Tea, we'll follow some other way. Now how are gonna to get there?" Joey asked Tristan and Bakura.
"I'll take you." Another senior stepped forward, the back of Darin's sweater in his hand. "I want to take this loser over there too so we can get this all sorted out, parents and all."
"Thanks," Tristan said.
"I'll go get the van," said the first senior. "I'd rather not move him anymore then he has to be." He ran off toward the student parking lot and what seemed like no time later a white van drove up.
"Wow," Joey said, "that was fast." As they got Yugi loaded into the van Darin's cronies were caught and brought over.
"Two more for questioning," another collage senior said.
"Bring them too," said the first senior, "In your car if you have to. All right," he said to Tea and Bakura, "get in." They quickly got in the van, Bakura in the front passenger and Tea in the only seat in the back with Yugi. "We'll see you there," the senior said to his friends and drove off.
When they left the parking lot and were on the street Bakura wanted to ask the senior a few questions, but they were answered before he even asked.
"My name is Andrew, Andy for short if you wish. I despise the way bigger people treat those who are smaller and can't defend themselves. When I saw this I just couldn't believe it."
"He's been through so much of this we're used to it," Tea said, "but it was never this bad. I'm Tea by the way."
"Well I know his name is Yugi," Andy said, "and you?" he asked looking at Bakura as they stopped at a light.
"Bakura," he replied.
"Let take a wild guess, that's your last name." Bakura nodded. "My friend is the same way. He doesn't hate his first name it's just hard to say and a little embarrassing." He changed the subject to a more important matter. "Which way is his home?"
"You know that game shop on the corner?" Tea said.
"The green one?" Andy asked.
"Yep."
"I know the guy who runs that."
"That's Yugi's grandfather," Bakura added.
"I thought I saw a resemblance, we'll be there in a few minutes."
"Thank goodness," Tea said as she wiped the blood off of Yugi's mouth and chin so her stomach would settle down.
"How're you doin' Yugi?" Andy asked. Yugi didn't reply, he just groaned softly. "Is he conscious?"
"Hang on," Tea said. She took Yugi's head in her hands. "Yugi stay with us, are you in there now?" Her words didn't even make sense to herself, but Yugi nodded just the same. "He's conscious," she replied.
"Good," Andy said as they turned the corner and stopped outside the game shop. "One of you go inside and warn his grandfather," Andy said as he got out.
Bakura jumped out of the van and ran inside as Andy and Tea undid Yugi's wheel chair from the holders. They were just getting him down the ramp when two cars pulled up behind them.
"Good," said Andy, "this'll make the explanation much easier, if they cooperate."
"If is the big question," Tea said as Mr. Motuoh ran out of the game shop.
"What happened?" he asked, the look of fear in his eyes was unmistakable.
"You'll find out soon enough," Andy answered. "My name is Andy, I go to the collage where Domino High is being held, and that's Eric and that's Danny," he said as two more men around his age came over, both over them holding on to the back of the three bullies' shirts. "They're the reason why your grandson is like this."
"And they have all agreed to call their mommies and daddies over for a little conversation," the man named Danny said.
"Wonderful," said Mr. Motuoh, "I can't wait to hear this story."
"I just remembered something," Eric said, "I'll be right back, just in case these threes' parents don't believe their story, that they believe their sons are sweet little angels." Andy nodded and Eric drove back to the collage.
***
Bakura: Can I hit Darin?
Dragonwhisperer: No.
Bakura: Please?
Dragonwhisperer: No!
Joey: Yugi did it for you, with the ice bag.
Dragonwhisperer: While I leave those people to chitchat, what do you guess think so far? Review me and tell me what you think.