Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Reverse Side ❯ Ouch ( Chapter 7 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

By: Equilla

7- Ouch

Yami: you you punched me
Yugi: get over it wimp
Equilla; you out, this is the starting comments
Yugi: we didn't get ending comments in the last one!
Equilla: I don't care your scaring Mokuba away, and Joey wants to beat you up for beating up Yami so I can't let him in
Yugi: bring it on
Yami: only the plot and extra characters belong to the evil witch none of us yugioh characters, happily
Equilla: watch it or I'll couple you with Tristian
Yugi: get on with it
Equilla: the same goes for you
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Seto waited boredly for Yami to arrive. He looked irritated at his watch, Yami was half an hour late, and if he didn't arrive soon the shop would close. He looked around again and decided to enter the shop. As he walked through the black doorway, we didn't even wonder what was taking his rival so long to arrive, and he didn't even care at all.

One of the first things he noticed about the shop was the monotoned grey that the room consisted of, and how small the shop seemed to be. Upon looking again, it was noticed that the 2 by 2 meter wide shop was surrounded by grey heavy looking curtains, and the only items in the shop other then the curtains and a eerie looking hat stand, was a deep mahogany desk, with a girl sitting behind it reading a book.

Seto walked up to the reading receptionist, still not gaining her attention. Annoyed at the lack of attention that he was gaining he cleared his throat, causing the girl to put down her book.

Looking up at him with creamy brown eyes she asked, “yes?”

Yami hit the tree slumping, he could never bring himself to hit Yugi, and he always thought of Ryou as a friend and had always seen him as overly innocent. He wouldn't have minded defending himself from Malik by being more offensive, but Malik was hardly even involving himself in the fight, and Yami only managed to catch glimpses of him between the two boys that he was doing his best to block the hits from.

Ryou was now approaching Yami with the same evil smirk, which Yami was convinced to be burned into the albino's face. Ryou looked down at the pharaoh who was refusing to look at him, and his smile grew spotting the black eye which he had caused, and the bleeding lip which Yugi had caused. Yami could feel this wounds on his face, and he also could feel much worse bruises elsewhere on his body, but at least nothing felt to be broken, at least not yet.

“Looks like pharaoh boy isn't up to fighting us, what a weakling. Just like your hikari hey Malik” Ryou sneered down at the tired Egyptian.

Yami was able to spot the now dark haired Malik give Ryou an angry glare at the originally sweet boy's comment. It was only at this moment that Yami truly realised that Malik wasn't the cause of any of his bruises, which explained why he never seemed to spot a time to cause harm which wouldn't eat him up from the inside. Looking at the annoyed Malik, he seemed the most normal out of the three boys infront of him, which if he wasn't being beaten up by Ryou and Yugi at the time, Yami might have found funny.

“Get up,” Yugi ordered Yami, who then didn't respond because of the pain, loss of hope, and wanting to ignore all that was happening to him.

“Get up,” Yugi yelled again at his fallen counterpart, giving him a sharp and hard kick in the ribs.

This caused Yami to curl up in pain which he wasn't to proud about, and made Yugi give a disappointed grunt.

“This is boring, can we go already,” Malik insisted from behind the other two, doing his best not to look at the pained pharaoh.

Yugi nodded and Ryou agreed, “he's too pathetic to be any more fun, some pharaoh.”

As the three then started to walk off Yugi called back over his shoulder to him, “don't bother leaving the door unlocked tonight for me, I'm straying at Ryou's. We are going to see if Bakura is even more of a wimp then you are, like all Egyptians seem to be.”

The last comment obviously effected Malik from the deepened grimace on his face which the other two seemed to ignore it as they walked infront of him.

Yami wasn't sure what time it was when he was able to work up the energy to make his way home, he also didn't know how long he had layed on the ground. But as he managed to make it into the kitchen he knew that the shop would be closed, and Seto long gone. He didn't want Kiaba to see him in that condition anyway, he had already gone through enough as it was. After dressing and cleaning his wounds he layed down on the coach with a cold pack on his black eye. That was until the doorbell rang.

Yami opened the door confused to who would be calling at this time at night, and was surprised and slightly relieved to see Mokuba there, instead of Yugi or a scared looking fleeing Bakura.

Mokuba himself looked very berevelled and on the point of snapping. Behing Mokuba was Seto, who looked in attitude the opposite of his younger brother. His hair was falling loosely into his half asleep looking eyes, and his clothes didn't have any of their usual straps, or gravity defying coats in any visible sight, and instead they were replaced by bright and multicoulered loose and flowing clothes, making him look overly calm. Looking the two up and down he raised an eyebrow while keeping a look of surprise.

“Make him stop,” Mokuba screamed to Yami, “ he is driving me crazy, cold, evil Seto is better then this.”

“What happened?” Yami asked letting the two in.

“I don't know,” Mokuba replied as his brother looked around calmly, “he said he had to go out to meet you, I guessed it would be for another battle. When he came back he was like this.”

“It must have been that shop,” Yami nodded, “it seems to be changing people like this.”

“Yeah, but everyone else is acting like this is normal for Seto, you're the first person to notice that it isn't.”

“He isn't the only one whose changed, we were the only ones who seemed to realised. Everyone else seemed to think it is normal for them. I'm glad I'm not the only one who notices again.”

Mokuba then noticed the state of Yami properly, “what happened to you?”

Yami looked at the cold pack that was still in his hand by his side, “ Yugi also changed.”

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Yugi: ha ha, Seto is a hippy

Equilla: quiet you

Malik: let me guess no reviews yet.

Equilla: look who is talking, back of the pack

Malik: that is it I am leaving

Ryou: bye bye, we are better off without you.

Equilla; ow great

Yugi: the reason you don't have reviews is because you didn't give them time

Equilla: I wrote the wrong one first ok