Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Survivor ❯ Day Thirty Nine ( Chapter 39 )

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Day Thirty-Nine

The last two castaways spent the last day as they did mostly everyday before that - lounging on the beach. Seto sighed looking over at the white haired spirit beside him.

"Did you ever imagine being here?" The CEO asked, "The final two?"

"I imagined from day one sitting here," Bakura said smugly, "Of course I never imagined being here with you.

"Why not?"

"It just doesn't feel right to be trapped on an Island with the CEO of a major gaming corporation." Bakura said.

"What did you expect, that I couldn't live with out technology?" Seto scoffed.

"Well, yeah."

"Oh thanks a lot." Seto sighed.

"Nah, I imagined myself sitting here with Pharaoh," Bakura said thoughtfully, "or Marik, or at least Ryou, but never you."

The two sat in silence again.

"Well, it's the last day," Seto said eventually, "What should we do?"

"Burn everything."

"What!"

"The flag, the map, the rest of the rice... all this tribal stuff," Bakura grinned wickedly, "Let's burn it."

Seto looked around and then back at Bakura, a grin on his face that matched the Tomb Robber's.

"Ok."

A few minutes later Seto and Bakura were standing by a huge fire. They both looked up at it in awe.

"Ooo... Ahhh..."

"Well here we are," Jeff sighed as Seto and Bakura gathered that night, "The final Tribal Council."

"Never thought I'd see the day." Said Seto dreamily.

"Me neither." Laria grinned, coming out of the bushes.

"I thought you wanted him to win." Bakura glared.

"I had my doubts." The Authoress shrugged.

"I feel loved." Seto sighed.

"You shouldn't."

Seto glared at his twin sister.

"So how do we know who wins?" Bakura asked.

"The Jury votes." Said Jeff as the Jury, which now consisted of Yugi, Malik, Joey, Yami, Ryou and Marik, entered the Tribal Council area and sat down on the opposite side of the last two castaways.

"They decide who wins?" Asked Seto skeptically.

"That's gay." Bakura interjected.

"You're gay." Seto said defiantly.

"What's your point?"

"So Bakura," Jeff interrupted, "Why should you win?"

"Because I kicked everyone's ass," Bakura smirked, "Plus I was the leader of the alliance and they're all on the Jury so they have to vote for me."

"We do?"

"No talking from the Jury!" Laria said firmly.

"Bakura, is that all?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah." Bakura shrugged.

"Alright, Seto, why should you win?"

"Well," the CEO thought, "I've been trying to vote myself off the Island since day one and I'm still here. I've never had any alliances and I haven't backstabbed anyone."

"I haven't backstabbed anyone besides Ryou." Bakura glared.

"He's your hikari!"

"Shhh!"

"Is that all?" Jeff asked.

"I guess."

"Ok, now the Jury gets to ask their questions." Jeff explained.

"Did you like my cooking?" Yugi asked, stepping up.

"I'm dead," Bakura shrugged, "I don't eat."

"It was ok." Seto sighed, just wishing to get this over with.

"Hmm..." Yugi returned to his seat and Malik stepped up.

"What would you do to become Sole Survivor?"

"I'd kill to win." Bakura smirked.

"I'd bribe the Jury."

"Really..." Malik sat down and Joey stepped up.

"Pick a number between one and ten."

"Twenty?" Bakura blinked.

"Pi." answered Seto.

"Mmm... pie..." Joey sat down and Yami stepped up.

"Bakura!" the former Pharaoh yelled. "You voted off you own hikari!"

"Was that even a question?" Bakura asked confused.

"If I had a hikari I wouldn't have voted him off." Seto smirked, hoping to win some brownie points from the Jury.

"You disappoint me Tomb Robber." Yami said, sitting down. Ryou stepped up.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Me!" Bakura said egotistically.

"I'd have to say him."

"Fair enough." Ryou said coolly, sitting down. Marik stepped up.

"I have no questions." Marik sat down.

"Ok, now the Jury will go cast their votes," Jeff said, "Meanwhile, we'll be right back after this break."

While the Jury went to cast their votes, several over-priced commercials play. After they are over it returns to the Tribal Council area.

"Welcome back to Survivor." Jeff smiled.

"You can pay for commercials but there wasn't room for in the budget for a rhyme?" Seto asked his twin.

"That's where the budget went." Laria smiled.

"I see."

"Now it's time to go." Jeff announced. Laria looked at her watch.

"Yup."

Jeff and Laria walked though the bushes. Jeff grabbed the Millennium Puzzle Box and they both got into a helicopter and started to take off.

"What the hell!"

"Where are you going!"

"Who wins!"

"See you at the Reunion!" Laria waved to the castaways.

"How do we get out of here!"

"Who wins!"

"A boat will come to pick you up!" Jeff said as they flew away.

"Bye!" Laria waved again. They closed the helicopter door and flew off. The castaways all looked and each other stunned.

"Who wins?"