Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Reunion ❯ We're Going In ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6: We're Going In

 

“A-Are you SURE about this Indigo-Sensei?”

“Don't call me `Sensei', Psyche.”

“S-Sorry.” The young Sibyl Gynne stood in front of the mirror in her quarters. Short blonde hair, emerald green eyes....Allah, she was beautiful. Well, in Yugi's opinion. He dated her once. But it didn't really go anywhere. They were two different people with no `romantic' interest in each other.

But still, he had to wonder if she ever had a crush on him at all....

Damnit. He REALLY needed a vacation from women.

“You three are really going, huh?” Yugi nodded, picking up his single red baton.

“Mm-Hm. I can't just let them terrorize poor Viper like this.”

“I know. I'm a psychic, remember?”

“Oh yeah. Almost forgot that.”

No, he hadn't. He was just petrified that Psyche, being her nickname for having psychic powers, might start `Mind Melding' with him and find out things he wanted to keep quiet.

Like, I dunno, his obsession with Tea Gardner perhaps?

Shut up.

“Hey, give me a reading?” He asked. Sibyl looked at him, grabbed his hand and closed her eyes.

“Be wary of look-alikes.”

“Duh.”

“One could get you killed.”

“Double Duh. Am I gunna live or what?” Sibyl sighed, letting go of his hand.

“Death cannot be predetermined by one such as myself. Only Death knows the time.” Yugi rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah.” He gripped the baton in his hands.

“Indigo. Otmjen.” He murmured.

 

Strange.

That's how it felt for Seto to change back into his formal battle wear.

Strange.

True he'd made a sworn pact against his Oracle nature, but in order for him to pass through to The World of Non-Being without the possibility of being forced back into this World, he had to wear the battle uniform. It was a sign of not only being an Oracle but preparation and honor as well.

He gazed at himself: yellow combat boots, yellow slacks that end at points in front of his ankles. A white shirt was worn underneath a yellow trench coat with only the middle button.....well...buttoned. His sleeved ended the same as his legging bottoms, except the points ended at his wrists. In his hands were two yellow Wave Swords, his `time-honored' weapon of choice.

His opinion? Too much yellow. But yellow, in Oracle terms was the color of all formal battle suits for those who suited best in the category of `Voimakas', powerful in Finnish (Another thing, The Counsel of Oricali re-set the `power' language to Finnish because Invidia didn't have much of a tongue for Croatian.)

“So, are we ready?” Din asked. Seto looked at her blue uniform.

Wisdom. That was her category. So her respective color was blue.

It was a full body uniform, with two slits just below her ribs. Her left sleeve was a cap sleeve; her right reached her wrist, the skirt that was attached went from the middle of her right thigh to her left ankle. A white belt decorated her waist as the V-line was decorated with a sallow trim. A blue ribbon reached her hips as it held her ponytail in place. Her boots were blue with white accent and white socks that reached her knees.

Hers was somewhat fashionable.

Great, he was beginning to sound like Indigo.

“Set-Chan?” He sighed.

“Yeah. I guess. I feel like a circus clown in this.” He muttered the last part as they walked into Sibyl's room.

Why? Because Sibyl has this huge fu***** mirror that takes up her entire wall, that's why. Yugi stood there, tapping his foot impatiently.

“C'mon slowpokes; the faster we get this done, the better.” He jeered. Seto glanced at his battle uniform.

Red for nobility.

It was the same style as Seto's only red. That's how they worked. They were separate from boy to girl. Color indicates category, style indicates gender. It made things easier on the Clagshpel System used to keep everything in order, usually reincarnations.

What? You think that stuff is done automatically? Maybe for some but an Oracle needs the Clagshpel System in order to pass on to their next life with the specifics intact.

It was a simple procedure; you live out the life in order to regain power. Then you die and you return to the halls of the reincarnation chamber. You punch in your card; mark down the date of birth, death, cause of death and age at death. Finally, you take on another assigned life immediately after Temporary Memory Withdrawal is complete. One time someone forgot to punch in their card. It screwed everything up. For all one knew, they were marrying their brother.

Eugh.

One time, Indigo ended up falling for his cousin Matsuko. That was a laugh. He didn't even care, that idiot. He just smiled and said `But I didn't know. And I betcha she liked me too, at the time.' And then Matsuko's face...

And then Inge got thrown into a wall and he lost a tooth. Kaiba even told him it was gunna happen. But Indigo just `tsk'ed him and made intelligible revelations, weaving back and forth through Spanish and Japanese. Kaiba caught something along the lines of `Shakira' and `vodka'. Moron.

Yugi snapped in Kaiba's face, breaking his revelation.

“Hey, Cobalt. Wake up.”

Cobalt. The last time Indigo called him Cobalt was when he resigned from Blue Streak.

It felt kind of strange.

“I'm fully awake, thank you very much.” He retorted, pushing into Sibyl's room. Sibyl stood there, sighing.

“Come back alive, okay?”

“No preocupe así , Psyche , Estimado , usted no seas aspecto como lindo. Just so you won't worry, we will, okay?” Yugi smiled. Psyche shook her head.

“I don't need to worry about Cobalt and Mocha. It's you.”

“Oye! Ese insultante!” Yugi retorted. Sibyl smiled. Kaiba looked to Din.

Good God, she was terrified.

“Din, you don't have to go.”

“I should.” She argued weakly. “She's my Alternate. Only I can seal her off.”
Damn. He forgot about that.

Kaiba stood in front of that mirror, Din on his right, Yugi on his left. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel like a dimwit.

Din took the lead and went in first.

“Dinamo! Mudrost!” She squealed as she went through. It was like watching her fall into water, the glass somewhat rippled as her body sank in.

“Adiós my Estimado.” Yugi sighed, waving as he stepped to the large glass. “Seremos dorso pronto.” He started off on a breakneck speed.

“Indigo! Otmjen!” Same process with Din. Kaiba heaved a sigh.

“See ya.”

“So long.”

`Adios, my dear.' Yugi had said. `We'll be back soon.'

“Seto! Voimakas!” He ran through the glass.

Kaiba sure hoped they would.