Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Potholes in Tokyo II ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )

Potholes in Tokyo II

Chapter Nine

AN: Not much to say except… NO MORE SCHOOL! …Until August 2, at least. *grumble grumble*

Noa studied himself in the mirror. He pouted. "Waaaaaah! Why do I have to wear a dress?!" He stamped his feet, but no one seemed to notice. Everyone else was occupied with finishing the last-minute wedding preparations.

Well, everyone else except Mokuba, who had contented himself with pointing and laughing at Noa.

The mint-haired boy was trying very hard to ignore Mokuba's taunts. He glared at his reflection. "Oh, that's it! SETO, I'M GOING TO SUE YOU!" Noa shrieked, stomping off.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Mokuba laughed.

"Hey, Mokuba!" someone called. Mokie spun around.

"R-Ryou?" Mokuba stuttered, stars in his eyes. "Wow… you look like a pretty woman!"

Ryou smiled sweetly and Roy Orbison music began playing in the background. Mokuba sweat-dropped. "Ahem. Excuse me," Ryou said softly, before walking offscreen. There was a loud `bang'.

"Now, as I was saying… do you know where Noa is?"

"He stomped off a little while ago… I think he got mad because I was making fun of him…"

"Well, if you see him, tell him he needs to meet with the bridesmaids…"

Mokuba looked puzzled. "Why?"

"FOR PICTUUUUUUUUURES!" someone yelled. A startled Mokuba saw a frightening man before him.

AHHHHHHHHH!" Mokuba yelled, running away as fast as he could.

"Who are you?" Ryou asked, surveying the man, who had freakishly green eyeballs and dice earrings.

"I am your fasha!"

"Really?" Ryou asked, eyes lighting up. "You… look different. Being lost in the desert for five years certainly has changed you, ne? But you came back just in time! Now you can walk me down the aisle!"

"Aisle…? Are we in a supermarket?"

"No, silly! I'm getting married today!"

"Married?! My little boy's leaving me…" Otogi said, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Hey… why are you wearing a dress?"

"Because I'm the uke."

"What? My little boy has been tainteeeeeeeeeeed…"

"Well, we all assume I'll be the uke, anyway," Ryou mumbled, turning red.

"Aww! You're so cute!" Otogi said, latching onto Ryou's middle.

"Uhh…" Ryou said, staring down at the mass of black hair. "A moose!"

"Huh? Where?" Otogi asked, immediately going off to find the moose.

"…Wow."

*~*

"I don't want to wear a suit."

"Well, that's mighty selfish of you," Yami said offhandedly, filing his nails.

Bakura stared at himself in the mirror, smoothing the wrinkles from his jacket. "But I look like a butler…"

"SPACEBUTLER! NOOOOOOOO!" Yuugi wailed, covering his eyes.

Bakura sweat-dropped. "You're loonier than I am. And that's saying something, kid."

Yuugi peeked out at Bakura from behind his fingers. "ALL YOUR BASE ARE MINE!"

"This kid needs medication."

"Don't make fun of my Yuugi-chan," Yami said, glaring at Bakura as he possessively clung to Yuugi.

Suddenly and like a bolt from the blue, Bakura giggled.

Yami gaped like a fish. A nice smelling, good looking, leather wearing fish. Yuugi, however, was too busy staring at the interesting ceiling to gape.

"I get to marry Ryou! Dum-de-dum!"

"Preeeeeeeeetty ceiling…"

"Ryou-chan shall be with me always! …I love my Ryou-chan…" Bakura murmured, sighing like a lovesick school girl.

The door opened, and in stepped one Kaiba Seto, who had retained some of his dignity by wearing a pointy trenchcoat over his Maid of Honor dress.

"SETO KAIBAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Idiot," Seto muttered.

"What are you doing here?" Yami asked.

Seto coughed. "It's starting in a few minutes. You should get to that place where you have the wedding ceremonies…"

"Oh! All right!" Bakura said, giving Seto a big smile. "Tee-hee, I'm marrying Ryou and you're not! Ha ha!"

Seto blinked at him.

"Gwa ha ha ha!" Bakura laughed maniacally as he walked out the door and into the hallway, followed by Seto and Yami (who was carrying Yuugi).

"…And the idiot rushes into something he has no hope of overcoming…"

*~*

"Oh, there you are, Noa!" Ryou squeaked, rushing over to the boy in the mint dress.

"…Who are you?" Noa asked, staring dumbly at Ryou.

Ryou sweat-dropped.

"Well, whoever you are, you're a total babe," Noa said, turning to look out the window as crimson painted his cheeks.

"Noa, I'm Ryou."

Noa gagged. "Kami save me! Hanging out with all these gay people is turning me gay too!"

Ryou ignored the boy's retching into a poor random potted plant and his earlier comments. "But I'm glad you think I'm pretty. It's too bad for you that I'm marrying Bakura, ne?" Ryou smiled brightly at him.

Noa just gaped at him.

"Now c'mon, you need to get ready!" Ryou said enthusiastically, grabbing Noa's arm and dragging him through the hall.

*~*

"Why are all these weird people here, Yami?" Yuugi asked. The ceremony hadn't started yet, and he was sprawled across two chairs, head resting in Yami's lap.

"Err… I have no idea. I certainly didn't invite them…" Yami stared at the mass abundance of black-haired men wearing funny white suits and carrying guitars. "And I doubt Bakura invited them…"

"They all look like that American guy who died a looooooooong time ago… you know, the guy they talked about in Lilo and Stitch?"

Yami sweat-dropped. "Elvis?"

"…I would hate to be named Elvis. Don't you imagine he got teased a lot? I mean, his name is really funny and then he has those funky sideburns and…"

Yuugi was distracted by the arrival of more people. "Hey, isn't that the pumpkin farmer?"

Yami stared over at Jounouchi Katsuya, who was flanked by his girlfriend Mai and his cousin, Honda.

"Maa! My love!" Otogi squealed, immediately latching onto Honda.

"Ahhhhhh!" Honda yelled. "I remember you! You were that weird guy at the hospital who was obsessed with chips and `80's pop music!"

"Eh?" Otogi asked, looking up at Honda. "Something wrong, darling?"

"Bah!" Honda yelled, wrenching Otogi off his arm and going off in search of a place where Otogi couldn't follow him.

"Eww… it's an apricot and a pizza boy," Otogi muttered as Anzu and a confused Uncle Ingrid Jr. walked by.

"I still don't know what gay weddings have to do with the pizza business, apricot woman…" Ingrid muttered.

"Shut up. Just watch this!" Anzu snapped.

"But I don't wanna… I want to go and make burnt pizzas for the people who got put on hold by Pizza Hut… Why'd you drag me here anyway?"

"I would look stupid going unescorted to a wedding!"

"Well, erm… you look stupid now, too."

Anzu gasped, gaping at the brunette pizza boy.

"Fine! I'm leaving!" Anzu shouted in his ear, hopping from her seat and stalking off to the powder room.

Ingrid winced. "Mou… I'm going deaf…"

"Yami, where are you going?" Yuugi asked, watching as Yami stood up. He walked to a podium in the center of the room, selecting a bottle of mineral water from a large cooler and taking a draught of it.

"It looks like almost everybody's here, so I might as well start this thing!" Yami said. "Hey, you people! Welcome to the stupid chef's wedding. I hope you enjoy your stay. Thank you."

Yami went back to sit with Yuugi.

"…that was rather anticlimactic, don't you think?" Yuugi asked.

"Don't use big words!"

Yuugi huffed. "But still, you didn't need so much preparation for a thirty-one word speech, did you? And what's with the mineral water?"

Yami sighed. "It's a long story that dates back to the dawn of time…"

"Hm. Oh, look! Bakura's finally decided to show up! …don't you think he looks schnazzy in his funky tuxedo?"

Yami rolled his eyes. "Weirdo." Yuugi glared. "But I love you anyway," Yami said, ruffling the boy's hair.

Yuugi grinned. "So it's only a matter of time before Ryou shows up and makes Bakura have a nosebleeding fit…"

"What do you know that I don't know, little Yuugi?" Yami asked.

Yuugi grinned. "You'll see, Yami… and so will everyone else!" Yuugi grinned like a maniac.

"…you're scaring me, Yuugi."

AN: Maa! Please excuse me if there are any more errors than normal! I'm just trying to get the chapter up before I go on vacation tomorrow and I'm really tired! So please read and review, people!