Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Let Yami Pick up the Phone ❯ The Plan ( Chapter 2 )

:: Kitzaku-san ::

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Gi Oh... *Sigh* wouldn't it be so awesome if I Did? Oh! Still don't own Phantom of the Opera either!

Authoress' Note: ^.^ Here's another chapter, Merry Christmas! I knew I was going to do another one anyway... *Shrug* You know, this almost has nothing to do with the previous chapter, yet it has everything to do with the previous chapter. That's not too confusing is it? And here, Malik makes his debut! Why Malik you ask? Because he appeared in the previous chapter, didn't he? He was the other dude that was going to the Phantom of the Opera with Yami and Seto. XD

::Don't Let Yami Pick up the Phone::

(Something like this could happen)

It had been a week since 'the incident' and Yami still hadn't had the opportunity to find the perfect blackmailing situation. He was sitting in his room that had been made for him after he'd been permanently separated from Yugi's Millennium Puzzle. He wasn't exactly sure on how the incident happened, but it had involved a walrus, two flamingoes and a very old deck of Pokémon cards.

Therefore, Yami now had his own body and he wasn't nearly as close to his hikari as one would have hoped. As a matter of fact, he'd been too lonely, what with Yugi hanging around Ryou too much, that he'' stooped low enough to meddling with the lives of others.

That's when he sideglanced to the calendar hanging on his wall. That Saturday had a red box around it. That meant festival, but which one was it? Yami stood up and walked over to the calendar and peered closely at it. A small grin slowly found its place on his lips.

"And I want to go to the Summer Festival, why?" Malik had a very bored tone to his voice. Yami, suddenly alarmed that anyone else could possible be listening in, shushed him. Though, why anyone would be in the dark alley behind the school in the middle of summer was beyond the authoress.

"Just go along with it alright? I've found something out." Yami smirked. "Now, don't be too upset, I know how much you like Jounouchi."

"What?" Malik's voice rose. "Where the hell did you get an idea like that?"

Yami's smirk faded as he hushed Malik again. "Um, that's beside the point. My point is, Jounouchi and Kaiba have been secretly seeing each other."

The color drained from Malik's face. "Jou?"

"Tell no one." Yami said immediately.

"I won't..." Malik's eyes drifted to the side, his voice no longer having that slightest hint of cockiness. "But what does this have to do with me and the Summer Festival."

"Ask Jounouchi." Yami folded his arms. "Everyone knows you need a date to attend."

"Explain the significance of your plan, Yami. Because I sure as hell am confused."

A large sweatdroplet ran down the side of Yami's head. "Oh, that may help."

Malik rolled his eyes.

Yami took a deep breath. "This summer has the possibility to be more boring than being trapped in the Shadow Realm. To relieve myself of this boredom, I visited Jounouchi only to find him and Kaiba in a secret relationship via phone and who knows what else. This knowledge is very interesting to me and I'm determined to break them up."

Malik gulped. "They haven't... seen Phantom of the Opera yet, have they?"

"I don't know." Yami shrugged. "Unless you can see it over the phone."

"They haven't!" Malik gasped in horror. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I know you'll want to break them up as well." Yami grinned. "After all, you do like Jounouchi. Don't deny it. It's obvious."

Malik's jaw was set, keeping quiet and only confirming the accusation. Resistance was futile. "I'll help."

"Great!" Yami placed a hand on Malik's shoulder, only pulling it back after receiving a dead glare. He cleared his throat. "Alright, here's the plan, you ask Jounouchi, I ask Kaiba. If they refuse, use blackmail." Malik accepted the mission and that brought a close to their 'secret' meeting.

Jou hung up the phone and sighed. That had been Seto. After the phone incident earlier that week with the video game, they were more cautious with their phone calls. For one, Jou would pick up, regardless of what he was doing. And should anyone be at either one of their houses, one would pick up the phone and say 'I'm Sorry, but I didn't order a pizza. You have the wrong number.'

Jou was about to pick up the game console again. That boy he was playing earlier never had a chance to win or lose due to Yami turning the power off in the struggle. Then, the phone broke the silence and Jou picked it up. "Moshi moshi?"

"Jou?" It was Malik.

"Speaking."

A sigh. "Jou, I want to ask you... something."

"Spill it." Jou headed for the kitchen now to grab a soda.

"You know that the Summer Festival is coming up this weekend, right?"

"Yeah..." Jou said impatiently. He opened the soda and took a drink.

"You want to go with me?"

Cue Jou's soda to fly from his mouth to all over the kitchen. Not just because of Malik's questions, but because he'd just seen the Egyptian through his kitchen window, on his cell phone.

"Jou, are you all right?" he asked, worried.

"Yeah, yeah. Listen I gotta go."

"But you didn't answer m-" Jou cut him off by hanging up. He marched outside much to Malik's surprise. The boy was red.

"Malik, what are you doing?"

"Asking you to the Summer Festival, what else?" he'd regained his normal bishounen confidence once more.

"You're standing on my lawn."

Malik looked at his feet, then back up at Jou. Then his feet again. Then Jou. Feet. Jou. "So?"

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're stalking me." Jou said suspiciously.

"Hey! You're jumping to conclusions!" Malik defended. "I'm just asking you to the damn Summer Festival! Yes or no?"

Jou's mouth opened and closed very much like a fish. He'd been planning to go with Seto, but he didn't want to hurt Malik, if it was possible. What would Seto think? He'd already had trouble convincing him about the whole video game incident.

Malik, obviously tired of waiting leaned in so his mouth was next to Jou's ear. He whispered. "I'll tell everyone about you and Kaiba." Jou's eyes widened. "Don't act like it's not true because I know it is."

Jou's arms went limp. He had to go with Malik now. Seto didn't want anyone knowing about him and Jou. Jou was positive that Yami knew and he could only guess how Malik had found out.

"I'll go with you." Jou gave in. Malik pulled away, the look of pure triumph reflected off his face.

"We'll have so much fun Jou! Just you wait!" Malik smiled.

Meanwhile, Yami was planning his own debut with Seto Kaiba. He was currently standing in front of the multi-billion dollar organization of Kaiba Corp, contemplating his next move. Taking a deep break, he walked inside and headed towards the reception desk. A secretary sat there, typing away at the computer. She took note of Yami and smiled. "Hello, and welcome to Kaiba Corp, bringing you new and creative ways to duel. What can I do for you? Do you have an appointment with Kaiba-sama?"

Yami cringed, trying to look away from her giant and very fake smiled. "Yes, I do have an appointment with Kaiba." He lied.

The secretary checked her boss's appointments. "And your name?"

"Yami."

"Your... real name, sir." The secretary tilted her head.

"Yuugioh."

"This is not a joke, sir." The secretary now had her smile completely forced. "You cannot be the King of Games or Darkness."

Yami stomped his foot and pressed his hands to the counter. "Those are both my names!"

Nodding, but not believing, the secretary checked the schedule. "I'm sorry mister King of Darkness-"

"Yami."

"Yami." She finished through her now clenched teeth. "You don't have an appointment."

That much was true. But Yami didn't have much time left to waste anyway, so he merely raised his hand up, even with her face.

"Sir, what are you doing?" she looked scared and had her hand placed on the security button.

"OBLITERATE!" Yami yelled on the top of his lungs and two things happened. The secretary had hit the security button and security lights were flashing all throughout the building. And the clerk's scream was cut short as she disappeared, sent to the Shadow Realm.

Bodyguards and Security Guards appeared from all angles of the building, and they were all dressed alike. "Get him!" the obvious leader shouted. Following their leader's command, all the guards lunged at Yami.

"Shit..." Yami cursed under his breath and somehow managed to jump up and grab into the borders between the ceiling tiles and swing out of the rubble. He smirked and waved as he disappeared into the elevator. "Saiyonara, Suckers!"

Yami was well near the floor of Kaiba's office when the elevator had come to a sudden halt. Obviously it was the work of the guards. Yami pressed the button to open the doors and found the elevator to be just above the 64th floor. Kaiba's office was on the 65th floor. Yami stepped out of the elevator and searched for the steps. He could hear the voices of the guards as they rushed up the stairwells.

"Ah, it's just one flight." Yami shrugged and followed the wound of the voices to the steps. He raced up them two at a time.

Finally, Yami was able to reach the 65th floor. There was another reception desk in front of the office. Yami rolled his eyes, walked past it, and headed to the doors of Kaiba's office.

"Wait sir!" The secretary tried to stop him.

"Can it." Yami scoffed, frustrated.

Hurt, the secretary pressed the security button. "Security, we've got a very rude man outside of Kaiba-sama's office."

"We're on it." Came a crackling voice from the desk. It came to a sudden halt as a flowerpot suddenly crashed onto it, destroying the device.

Yami whistled casually as the secretary threw him a death glare and swung open the doors to Kaiba's office. "Good morning, Seto!"

Seto Kaiba turned around in his spinning chair, petting a puppy dog. He cringed. "Yami, what the hell are you doing here, and how did you escape the security?" he demanded.

Yami walked further into the office and sat on the desk. "So many questions, Seto. Aren't you happy to see me?"

"Don't call me Seto." He growled.

"What can I call you then? Sweetcakes? Bugger Bear?" Yami teased. Seto stood up suddenly, causing the puppy in his lap to jump off and onto the floor, growling at Yami.

"Kaiba is fine." He said through clenched teeth.

Yami shrugged and looked to the dog. "Cute. What's his name?"

"Jou."

Yami choked. "You named it Jou? Oh well, I guess it makes sense, you're always calling him a puppy dog."

Seto picked Jou the puppy up and scratched behind its ears. "Why are you here, Yami?"

"Why, I came to see you, Kaiba-kun!" Yami's eyes suddenly went overly sparkly.

At that moment, security made it to Kaiba's office. "Kaiba-sama, do you want us to take this lunatic off your hands?"

"That's alright. It's under control. You may leave." Seto grumbled. The guards left.

Yami put on a fake pout. "Fire them Kaiba-kun, they called me a lunatic."

Seto ignored that comment. "Yami, I'm a busy man. Just tell me what you want and be gone."

Yami sighed. "I see there's no waiting with you, Kaiba-kun. I came here to ask you to the Summer Festival."

Seto dropped his puppy and it whimpered on the floor. "No!"

"Aw, why not?" Yami jumped off the desk and folded his arms.

"I was planning on taking someone else?" Seto bent over to pick up his dog again.

"Who?"

"That's none of your business."

Yami batted his eyes. "Jounouchi?"

Seto dropped the Jou puppy for the third time. "How can you be so ridiculous?"

"Don't deny it, Kaiba-kun." Yami smirked. "I know all about you and Jounouchi. And I'll tell everyone too if you don't go with me."

But Seto knew how to play this game too. He bent over to pick up his Jou puppy again, but for fear of being dropped again, the dog hid under the table, whimpering. Seto ignored it and smirked at Yami. "Why don't you just ask Malik? I know you like him"

Yami blushed. "And what proof do you have of that?"

"Yugi read your diary. He told Katsuya. Katsuya told me."

"I don't keep a diary." Yami blinked. He really didn't. Unless, Bakura wrote that. Bakura always god his hands on the most interesting information.

"That's not my point. Just leave me alone and go with Malik." Seto sat down in his spinning chair.

"Malik is going with Jounouchi."

"WHAT?!" Seto stood up again. It was a good thing he wasn't holding his Jou puppy or else he would have been dropped a fourth time.

"You heard me." Yami turned to the door. "Malik already told me. He was so happy when Jou asked him." When Yami didn't hear a smart remark from Seto, he hesitated and turned around.

Seto had both his hands clenched as well as his teeth. His face was scrunched up and he was staring at the desk at something. Curious, Yami walked over to see it was a handful of pictures of him and Jou taken at a sticker-photo shop. It didn't take a genius to figure out Seto was heart-broken. And it even took an idiot to realize that he was trying to hold back tears. The head of Kaiba Corp turned to face Yami, his voice cracking. "Jou asked Malik you say?" Yami nodded. "Then I'll... I'll go with you."

Yami clapped. "Oh, you did the right thing Kaiba-kun!"

Yami made a mental smirk. Had he done it? Had he already broken Seto and Jou up? That little lie about Jou asking Malik was probably what did it anyway. It had been far too easy after all.

Then why did he feel so rotten?

Perhaps if he beat Bakura's head in for telling everyone he loved Malik, it would make him feel better.

TBC!

Ending Note: -o- That wasn't as funny as I wanted it to be.

Yami Muse: But you included the really annoying love triangle type thing!

Yugi Muse: And that Phantom of the Opera joke came up again. I wonder if anyone's caught on to that.

I'm sure they have, Yugi. And Yami's right. I've got that funky love triangle thing going on. But it's more of a polygon that doesn't close. Yami, explain.

Yami Muse: *clears his throat and points to a chalkboard* I love Malik. Malik loves Jounouchi. Jounouchi loves Seto. Seto loves Jounouchi.

Yugi Muse: There's one for me too!

But we'll do that later... As for those R&R pancakes. Here's one for everyone who reviewed! Thank you and enjoy!

Yami Muse: Because now I'm making R&R pretzels in the cute little shape of R's. ^.^