Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Stuck On You ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Stuck On You

by Rhapsody Moonschild and Tat Claire Kokoro

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CHAPTER TWO (by Rhapsody)

Yami's POV

"Let me explain what's going on…" the voice continues lazily. I lift my nose to the air but don't smell anyone except Marik. Eww.

"So EXPLAIN!" Marik demands. I sniff in distaste. So hasty. But I DO want an explanation for this… felinity.

"Well, it's just this… you two are stuck here in this room for… as long as we would like. And anytime Marik does something that Yami can't stand, Yami will become a cat."

That's just great. I'll be a cat until I die! From the way Marik is snickering I can tell he thinks the same.

"But you're not getting off easily either, Marik. For every time Yami becomes a cat you extend the period of time you're stuck in this room. When you can both walk out together and happily, the door will be unlocked. Understand?"

Marik spits out a few Egyptian expletives. "Who are you?!" he asks finally.

"We're not telling…" the voice informs mockingly, and no matter what else Marik threatens it does not speak again. Quickly bored with watching him scream at the ceiling, I sit down and give myself a good wash.

When I finish I realize I really am a cat. All over. Well obviously I'm a cat physically, but also to some degree mentally because there is no way in the seven hells I would lick myself clean if I were human. That's gross!

I cough and then spit up a hairball in distaste. Eww… I cannot believe I just did that…

Marik can't either. He is silent for a moment, looking down at his carpet and then at me. There is quite a murderous look in his eyes… I scoot backwards and hide under the farthest side of the bed, just in case.

"Yami!" he roars. "THIS is YOUR fault!!!"

I would defend myself if I had a tongue that he could understand. How is this MY fault? I haven't done anything worthy of this torture. I hiss in protest, but it ends strangely as I feel a quick second of dizziness and slip back into human form.

Ow. It's cramped under here… I crawl out in a rather undignified way and as I appear Marik's eyes widen in surprise. Then they narrow in distaste.

"What'd you do with my clothes?" he asks and I realize that once again I'm nude. I have no idea what happened to his clothing, though. I shrug in reply.

"Stupid pharaoh," he mutters and throws me something else to wear.

I stare at it in catlike distaste. What's with all the belly-baring shirts? The tight leather pants I do not mind, but why is the Egyptian so fond of baring his navel? Oh well. I dress and when I turn back around Marik is actually smiling. My first thought…

Okay, what's going on?

Cautiously and as unobtrusively as possible I ready myself for possible combat. I jump in surprise when he moves, but it is only to toss something small and jingly into the air and catch it again. Toss, catch. Toss, catch… I follow it with my eyes.

"What's that?" I ask finally. His grin broadens.

"It's your collar," he replies, and shows me the small object. It looks like my usual neck buckle, but there is a bell and jingly tag on it that says… that says Fluffy.

FLUFFY?! I am indignant. Who chose THAT name?

"Want to put it on…" he reads the tag, "Fluffy?"

"My name is Yami," I reply through gritted teeth.

"Yes, but as a cat you're my pet Fluffy. Here, kitty kitty…"

I try not to leap at him. I try not to be upset because I know what will happen. But it's so hard…

There is the nauseating feeling and then I leap at him, driving my claws into his shoulder for balance and then biting the back of his neck. He yowls in pain and grabs my tail to pull me off; I bite his nose to get him to let go… Doesn't work.

"Now now, bad yamis…" the Voice scolds mockingly and I blink to push away the nausea. Something hits my stomach and I lose my wind… Something else that feels disturbingly like a hand is on my butt. When I open my eyes to see what the HELL is going on, I find that I've shifted back and am now sprawled across Marik in a rather undignified pose, our faces inches apart.

His knee is pressed into my stomach, his hand IS on my butt because my tail disappeared suddenly but we sort ourselves out pretty quickly… When I can breathe again I give him a dirty look and notice, annoyed, that I am naked again…

How long are we stuck like this?!?