Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I'm So Sick Of You! ❯ I'm So Sick Of You ( Chapter 1 )

I'm So Sick Of You!

Jonez; Ladies and Gentlemen, Hikaris and Yamis, welcome one of the greatest Tea/Anzu bashing fics on the Web!!!

Chelsea; KILL THE BITCH!!! KILL THE BITCH!!!

Marie; Jonez… Did your hikari just call Anzu a bitch?

Erin; Well she is one…

Anzu; Who called me a Bitch?

J, C, M, & E; AHHH!!! IT'S THE BITCH!!!!!

Yami; WHERE?!?!? WHERE?!?!? *looks around room for any sign of danger*

Yami; Oh… It's just the bitch…

J, C, M, & E; *All Anime-style face-fall*

Jonez; Duhhh… Whadidya think we were screaming about?

Yami; I thought Tristan, Duke & Joey had snuck into the girl's bathroom again…

Joey; Sorry, Yami…

Tristan; Wasn't us…

Duke; At least not this time around…

J, T, & D; *All have their fingers crossed behind their backs, smirking at each other*

Yami; Sure… And I'm supposed to believe you?…

J, T, & D; Yes…

Jonez; Never mind these perverts, so on with the ficcy…

*Yami and Anzu are at a local restaurant when suddenly, the bar's karaoke stage lights up*

"C'mon Yami, sing a song for me???"

"I'd don't think so, I'm not a very good singer…"

"Please? Pretty Please?"

Yami and Anzu had been dating for a year now, and things went pretty well at the beginning, but soon Anzu got caught up with all her friends, and Yami had begun to find her quite annoying.

`This could be the perfect opportunity to break up with her…' thought Yami.

"All right, I'll try, Anzu…"

"Thanks Yami, now, go, they're starting!!!"

(Music opens)

*Yami heads up to the stage, and quietly tells the host which song he wanted, and soon after the spotlight turns on and the music begins…*

You tell a joke and forget the punch line,

Why you always wasting my time?

Hey baby, trust me,

You just disgust me!

Your hair's a mess and your makeup's crusty.

*A few couples in the audience begin to laugh, loosening up and enjoying the show*

I don't know too many females

Who have a habit of biting their toenails.

Ohh, every time you call,

You drive me up the wall,

Honey just the sight of you makes my face fall.

*The small giggling soon turns to full fledged laughter, and more people are enjoying the show*

I'm sure we'd be happy together,

If only one little thing were true…

But baby I-I-I-I-I'm

So sick of you

*Pretty soon, a larger audience crowds around the bar area, looking to see what's going on*

You drink the milk right from the carton

What are you in kindergarten?

You're belching every-where

You're fouling up the air,

Then you use my razor to shave your back hair

*At one couple's table, a guy spills his drink from his nose, because he's laughing so hard… His girlfriend, meanwhile, doesn't think him so funny and whacks him on the head…*

You don't have an ounce of class,

You're just one big pain in the… neck!

How much more can I take now

Give me a break now,

You even snore when you're wide-awake now,

*Anzu, on the other hand, is watching and clapping her hands along with the tune, and laughs so hard she snorts…*

You tell all your friends we're the perfect couple,

Well maybe you should get a clue,

`cause baby I-I-I-I-I'm

So sick of you

Baby you're so nauseating,

I-I-I-I-I'm so sick of you

*Soon the whole place is hopping, and everyone is laughing along with the music*

And when you somehow call my name

It's like listening to a squeaky chalk sound

And when you look at me that special way

It's hard for me to keep my lunch down

And when you ask me what I'm thinking honey

Usually I'm thinking

How I'd really like to tie your head

Completely up in duct tape so

I wouldn't have to listen to you

Asking me those stupid questions

Over and over again

*The bartender is also sitting there enjoying the show, until a sea of customers comes up, all of them looking for extra seats near the stage, and he is soon busy at work again*

Well that disgusting noise you make when you laugh

Gives me a throbbing migraine

(Can't stand ya, I just can't stand ya)

Until you came along I never dated anyone as low on the food chain

(Can't stand ya, I just can't stand ya)

You've got a human body odor

You've got the hair of a boxing promoter

Yeah, your teeth are all yellow,

Your butt's made of jell-o

You wake up in a puddle

Of drool on your pillow

*Pretty soon, the only thing heard in the entire restaurant is continuous laughing and giggling, but above all of them is Anzu's squeaky high-pitched cackle*

I hate the way you crack you knuckles,

And I hate your whiney loser girlfriends too,

But mostly I-I-I-I-I'm so sick of you

Really now you're aggravating

I-I-I-I-I'm so sick of you

Not to mention irritating

I-I-I-I-I'm so sick of you

Well now won't you give my best regards to Satan

I-I-I-I-I'm so sick of you

I'm so sick of you

I'm so sick of you

I'm so sick of you

You make me sick

(Can't stand ya, I just can't stand ya)

So sick of you now

(Can't stand ya, I just can't stand ya)

I'm so sick of you now

(Can't stand ya, I just can't stand ya)

I'm so sick of you now

(Can't stand ya, I just can't stand ya)

So sick of you

(Can't stand ya, I just can't stand ya)

So sick of you now

(Echos to end)

* The song ends, and applause rings throughout the restaurant, Yami takes a bow and returns to his seat*

"Yami, that was so cool, but who was the song about?"

"Anzu… That song was about you… It was fine at the beginning, but you just got so annoying… I can't take it anymore…"

"So… You want to break up with me?"

"In a word… YES!!!"

"Ohh… Okay. OHHHHH YYYUUUUUGGGGIIIIIIIII!!!! WAIT UP!!!"

*Yami anime-style falls flat on his face, and then sits back in his seat*

"Well, That was easy…"

*Yami finishes his soda, leaves the waiter his check and walks home…*

THE END

Chelsea; Kewl… The bitch got what she derserved… `Cuz she definitely doesn't deserve a god like Yami…

Jonez; Well, not quite…

Marie; Wha chu' talkin' `bout Jonez?

Jonez; I meant this… *makes frying pan appear of thin air*

Anzu; Friendship, Friendship, Friendship… la de da…

Chelsea; AHHH THE BITCH IS BACK!!!!

Elton John; Oh, the bitch is back…

Jonez; Hey Elton, could you hold this for a sec? *hands Elton her messenger bag with all her drawings in it*

Elton; Sure.

Jonez; Thanks. Oh, Anzu… I got a surprise for ya…

Anzu; What is it, What is it?

Jonez; THIS!!!!! *pulls pan out from behind her, and thwacks Anzu in the head*

Jonez; There… That's better… Thanks, Elton.

Elton; No prob. See ya…

Jonez; Bye!

Chelsea; You know Elton John?!?!?

Erin; You actually hit Anzu with a frying pan?!?!?

Marie; WHY DIDN'T YOU USE A FISH?!?!?!

Jonez; Lmme see… Yes, Yes, and I didn't want to waste perfectly good sushi fish on a bitch like Anzu… Does that answer your questions?

Chelsea; Erin & Marie; Yep.

Jonez; To all the readers… THANK YOU LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, AND GOOD NIGHT!!!!!!!