Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The HUGE Sleepover ❯ Mokuba's Brilliant Plan ( Chapter 8 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter Eight, Mokuba's Brilliant Plan

As they finished off the pizza, Mokuba came up with an idea. He settled back into the couch and a malicious smirk curled his lips upward. He patted his stomach, his eyes narrowing into slits, smirking. Yes, it's a brilliant idea... “HAHAHAHA!”

“(-.-) Mokuba, you're doing it again,” Kaiba spoke up, his arm laying on the back of the couch. Quite frankly, with only his working pants and shirt (that had rolled up sleeves and two buttons undone,) this CEO looked very edible to all the women in the room - especially Isis Ishtar.

“Oh, I'm sorry, big brother, I was just thinking funny thoughts about the future and how there will be many deformed children in the world because of the people that get married in Alabama,” Mokuba said, feigning innocence. Kaiba cast him a suspicious look, but said no more.

So...sexy...looking, Isis thought, chewing on her pizza, her wide eyes fixed on Seto Kaiba. Must...have...hot body. No! I must focus on hooking Marik and Anzu up! That is my destiny! Isis glanced at Anzu, who was glaring at Bakura. They both had their hands on the last piece of Hawaiian pizza. It's so obvious that Bakura doesn't like her, but Marik, on the other hand... She looked over at Marik, who was happily shoving his face with pizza. He loves her. Yep, yep. She turned her gaze back to Kaiba and almost choked on her pizza, seeing him run a hand through his hair, sighing. SO HOT!

“(o.o) What the hell...?” Malik muttered, seeing his sister staring at Kaiba with wide eyes. She straightened, eating the rest of her pizza, never taking her eyes off him. If they end up together, I'm going to freak, he thought to himself, taking a drink of his pop.

“Grr,” Anzu and Bakura growled at each other.

“Let go of the pizza, Mazaki,” the male hissed at her.

“No! I want it! Haven't you ever heard of lady's first?” Anzu demanded.

“You're not a lady. You're equivalent to that of a female dog. Ha!”

(OO)

SLAM!

“MOTHER (BLEEPER)!” Bakura sat up, wiping a trickle of blood from his nose where her fist had connected. “WHAT THE HELL, MAZAKI?” He roared as she ate the Hawaiian piece of pizza. One of her eyebrows was twitching in anger and irritation.

“I'd be careful what you say, Bakura,” Yami whispered, leaning close to Bakura. “(o.o) I've seen her like this. Don't provoke her any more than you already have.”

“I don't - ” Bakura began when Anzu interrupted.

“Listen to his advice, Bakura.”

“You little - ” Before he could say anything more, he felt warm pizza being squished into his face. Anzu was crouching in front of him, rubbing the pizza against his face. She released it and it slid off his face into his lap. Yami backed away, eyes wide. Bakura and Anzu stared at each other, before Anzu giggled. Bakura sighed, wiping the sauce from his face and flicking it away.

“That's it. I'm sick of you, woman!” He stood up, towering over her. “I won't allow this any longer!” His Millennium Ring glowed and her eyes widened.

“HEY!” Marik stepped in. “What the hell are you doing, you buffoon?”

“AWW!” The girls, excluding a stunned Anzu, cooed, clasping their hands. “He's protecting her from mean ol' Bakura!”

(-.-)

“Shut up!” Marik snapped, raising his Millennium Rod, his eyes narrowing on Bakura. “Don't be a fool, Bakura.”

“Don't be a love struck fool, Marik,” Bakura countered. Marik seethed and he brought the M. Rod to Bakura's neck.

“I don't even like her, dammit!”

“Then why protect her?”

“(o.o)...It's habit.”

“Oh, you lying sack of shit!” Bakura growled, his M. Ring ceasing to glow.

“Shut up, Bakura! You're the one that kissed her forever earlier.” Bakura's jaw dropped.

“THAT WASN'T ON PURPOSE, I SWEAR IT!”

Denial, almost everyone was thinking.

“Gee,” Anzu spoke up, “thanks Marik. I thought that I was history.” Marik's shoulders twitched as he tensed.

“...W-whatever,” he muttered, storming back to a couch and throwing himself on it, sulking. Anzu blinked, then looked up at Bakura, who was frowning down at her. He snorted, moving away to a couch as well, picking up his pop and drinking it. The room was silent and everyone exchanged a glance.

“BWAHAHA!” Mokuba jumped on the table and kicked everything off, the pizza flying in the air and the pop spilling on everyone. “Alright, we're done!” Kaiba glared at him.

“Mokuba, put out your hand.” Pouting, Mokuba obeyed. Kaiba smacked it lightly and pointed at Mokuba, saying, “No. That's very bad. Never do that again.”

“Aw, alright.”

(oO'')

“Anyway!” Mokuba brightened, turning to his guests, and brother. “I...know what we're gonna do!”

“What?” They asked.

“Have a little fun in the woods outside.” He grinned. “We have a lot of flashlights and a lot of walky-talkies.”

“Ooh, that sounds fun!” The girls chirped.

“Huh?” The guys repeated, stunned.

“Yep,” Mokuba said with a grin. “I'll go get everything and we can head out. Oh, yeah...I, hehehe, seemed to have forgotten to mention something.” He grinned. “I have partners for y'all.”

“(OO) Uh oh...”

When Mokuba returned with the walkie-talkies and the flashlights and announced the partners, Kaiba was beginning to really regret having allowed this sleepover. Bakura, who ended up in a group with both Anzu and Marik, roared, “I REFUSE TO BE IN A GROUP WITH THIS...” He paused and eyed Anzu, as thought trying to think of what to call her. “Well, I haven't really discovered what this is, yet.” He smirked as Anzu's eyes flashed and she began to growl, “You...” but Marik quickly interrupted her, slapping a hand over her mouth. In the mood she was presently in, he didn't know what could end up coming out of her mouth.

“Don't feel too bad, Anzu,” Yami said stiffly as Marik removed his hand. “You're not the only one suffering.” He shot a dirty look to the obnoxious shit-heads (as he liked to call them) beside him. Both Kaiba and Malik returned the dirty look with a glare. Kaiba almost snapped the walkie-talkie in two. Yami was holding the flashlight.

“(;o;) Mokuba...” Anzu whined tearfully. “This isn't fair! Why didn't you put me in Mai, Miho, Shizuka, and Isis' group?” Coincidentally, the four women had been put in a group together. Mokuba shrugged apologetically. He was with Yuugi and Ryou. The only other group was Otogi, Honda, and Jou.

“Okay, are we ready? WE ARE READY!” Mokuba turned and marched outside with the others following him. “Each group will go individually,” he said in a business-like tone, reminding the others of his brother, “and they will each go in an entirely different direction than the others. First, Seto's group will go, then Mai's, Anzu's, Otogi's, and last, mine. Okay?” Sullen nods were his response. “Great! Okay, big brother, go ahead,” he said in a candy-sweet tone. Yami gripped the flashlight so hard he flicked it on and he followed Kaiba into the woods. Malik sulkily followed them. He was obviously wishing that he had never come to the sleepover. When their flashlight's gleam had disappeared, Mokuba gestured to the three females, who left, with Isis in the lead with the flashlight, Shizuka and Miho at the rear, and Mai in the middle with the walkie-talkie. “Sorry, Anzu,” Mokuba said as Isis' light disappeared. “Good luck!” He nodded to the wood and the three left inside.

Marik was fiddling with the walkie-talkie idly, looking as bored and sulky as his abiou had. Bakura was muttering under his breath in Egyptian and when he said something particularly nasty, Marik dropped the walkie-talkie in mild surprise, asking, “What did you say?”

“YOU HEARD ME, SURFER BOY FROM HELL!” Bakura roared, his temper having gone foul. Anzu ignored the two as they started swearing and insulting each other in Egyptian. She was moving the flashlight back and forth, the light dancing over the ground. Then, she heard a grunt and she twitched, halting in her footsteps. Her “companions” had also heard and went silent, listening intently.

“(OO) Wh-what was that?” Anzu sputtered.

“Don't tell me you're already afraid,” Bakura sneered.

Marik had brought his M. Rod out and was stroking it thoughtfully, before casually saying, “It's probably just a bear.” At this, Anzu paled and even Bakura looked a bit apprehensive. “Nothing to worry about.”

“A bear?” The other two repeated, glancing around.

“Yeah, nothing to worry about, though,” Marik repeated, looking up from his M. Rod's golden surface. The walkie-talkie was pinned to his pants. “What? Why are you two looking at me like that?”

“(OO) That...is not a bear,” Bakura muttered, seeing a shadow hover over Marik. When the Egyptian turned, both Anzu and Bakura were hauling their ass.

“Y-YAAAAAA! DON'T LEAVE ME BEHIND, DAMMIT!” Marik squealed, hurrying after them.

Malik paused, hearing a bloodcurdling scream that sounded a lot like his yami. What now? Malik thought irritably.

“(oO) Um...” Yami glanced at his flashlight. “Should we be worried that someone is screaming as though a killer is after them or...Should we just ignore it?”

“Don't be ridiculous,” Kaiba snarled. “There isn't any killer in these woods. If there were, I would know.”

“But - ”

“It's probably your idiot friend, Katsuya, playing a prank on someone.”

“(-.-) Yeah? That sounded like Marik and if you have a quarter of the intelligence you claim to have, Mokuba made sure each of us were spread apart,” Malik reminded him. “So tell me, Kaiba, how the hell would Jounouchi play a prank on my yami?”

“…………………̷ 0;”

“Kaiba?” Yami prompted, feeling just a bit disturbed.

“…………………̷ 0;”

“Well?” Malik demanded.

“...Well what?” Kaiba snapped.

“Don't try and avoid my question!”

“Then Bakura is playing a prank or Marik saw him and Anzu making out.”

“WHAT?” Yami exploded. “WHAT DID YOU SAY, KAIBA?”

“(-.-) Great, now you've got this idiot worked up. Great job, Kaiba, great job,” Malik applauded sarcastically.

“...Shut up.”

Anzu and Bakura breathed hard as they stopped for a moment, watching where they came from carefully. “Do you...think that...it got Marik?” Anzu gasped out, glancing at Bakura for a moment.

“I don't care if it did or not!” Bakura said, gulping in air.

“He has our walkie-talkie, though. How are we supposed to get back?” Anzu asked in concern. Bakura blinked, then swore violently. She winced. Then, they heard frantic shuffling before a figure came bolting towards them. “EEK!” Bakura wasted no time. He grabbed Anzu and flung her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and ran like the devil was after him.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” A voice roared after him. “STOP RUNNING, DAMN YOU!”

“Wait, Bakura, that's Marik!” Anzu said, raising her head and looking at the figure pursuing them. Bakura halted and glanced over his shoulder at Marik, who was wheezing.

“Wh-what's wrong with you!” He demanded. He would have lunged on Bakura if Anzu hadn't been hanging over his shoulder. “And why is she on your shoulder?”

“Oh, yes, I almost forgot,” Bakura said thoughtfully and dropped Anzu unceremoniously to the ground. She scowled, but came up almost immediately. “So, what was it?”

“What was it?” Marik repeated, aghast. “I didn't wait to find out! Do you actually think I want to deal with something that I don't even know what it was?” He swallowed, his tan skin an odd pale color. “I know that it sure as hell wasn't a (bleeping) bear!”

“Wish it were,” Anzu muttered to herself. “Did you get away in time?” She asked him aloud.

“Yes, no thanks to you two.”

“Sorry,” she apologized bashfully. Bakura didn't apologize. His hair was on end and he appeared to still be rather shaken up. “We should probably warn the others.”

“Dat was hilarious!” Jou crowed, Honda and Otogi laughing with him. “I've never seen such an expression on Bakura's face and did you hear da way Marik screamed?” Since there group had gone after Anzu's, they had shut off their flashlight a few seconds after they entered the woods and followed Anzu's group instead to play a dirty prank on them.

“Man, that was priceless!” Honda exclaimed, wiping a tear of laughter from his eye. “I've never laughed so hard in ages.”

“Did you see the way Marik looked at you two?” Otogi asked with a grin. “All the color drained from his face!” Jou had been on Honda's shoulders when they had snuck up behind Marik. They were actually surprised Anzu hadn't moved the flashlight up so it revealed their faces. If she had, they wouldn't have been so frightened and ran like they had. “Ah...That was great.”

“So...” Jou began, looking around. “Where da hell are we?”

Kaiba looked down at the walkie-talkie as Bakura's voice came through the speaker, “Listen up, you idiots!” Kaiba heard Anzu say in a warning tone, “Bakura...” Bakura cleared his throat and continued, “There's some madman in the moods! He almost murdered Marik and - ”

“Bakura! Stop exaggerating things!”

“Whatever...Anyway, watch out before he comes up behind you and has you as his nighttime meal. Yeah...That's all.” It clicked off and Yami was staring with wide eyes at the walkie-talkie.

“(OO) Wh-what?” Malik sputtered, looking thoroughly freaked out.

“...ANZU, I'LL SAVE YOU!”

“YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING!” Kaiba snapped at him loudly. “If you go off in there by yourself, then how will you know the way back?”

“(o.o) Oh. Well...I dunno.”

Another voice came onto the speaker and it was Yuugi Mutou's. “Um, hey guys. Ryou, Mokuba, and I have decided that we're gonna head back to the house. And, uh, don't worry, Kaiba, we're taking good care of your brother. So, we'll see you guys at the house. Be careful.” At that, Kaiba raised the walkie-talkie to his mouth and hit the button on the side.

“Yuugi!” There was some more fuzzy sounds, before Kaiba got a response.

“Um, yeah?” Yuugi said, his voice cracking from the walkie-talkie.

“You had better be taking care of Mokuba or so help me, you won't know the difference between your ass and your head.”

“(OO) O-okay, Kaiba.” Kaiba ended the conversation and Yami stared at him.

“If you touch Yuugi - ” Yami began, but Kaiba glared at him, shutting him up.

“(o.o) Bloody hell,” Ryou muttered as Yuugi lowered the walkie-talkie, looking pale.

“Seto is...very worried,” Mokuba observed. “Anyway, come on you guys, this is the way to the house.” As they went through the forest, Ryou jumped at any sound that he heard. His face was glowing a brighter pale than usual in the forest and he looked frightened to say the least. When they came to the house, they saw that Miho, Shizuka, Isis, and Mai were already there, clinging to each other.

“Oh, good, there you are, Mokuba,” Isis said, calming her voice.

“Everyone one else should be here - ”

AWWWWWWWW! NOOOOO!

“...s-soon?” Mokuba ended, his eyes wide with fright.

“(OO) That sounded like Jounouchi,” Shizuka gasped. “I hope he's okay...”

“AWWWWWWWW! NOOOOO!” Jou screeched, running around in circles, trying to get the bat off his head. Otogi and Honda watched with raised eyebrows. Well, it was his fault for provoking the thing. As it was flying by, Jou casually threw a rock at it and well...Here he was. “GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT - ”

SLAM!

Jou had run in a tree and the bat squawked, flying away as Jou fell. Otogi smirked, saying, “Yes, that's one way to get rid of it, Jou.” The blonde glared at him in frustration and rubbed his head.

“Come on, you guys, stop messing around,” Honda snapped at them, shivering. “This place freaks me out...”

“Alright, alright,” Jou muttered, “don't get your panties in a wrinkle...”

(Silence)

“(OO) Jou...You are aware you're not talking to your sister, Mai, or Anzu, right?” Otogi asked as Honda's face turned a dull red.

“Huh? Oh, yeah! Oh...(o.o) Oh no.”

WHAM!

“YOU ASSHOLE!” Honda roared at him. “GET A (BLEEPING) BRAIN TRANSPLANT, WHY DON'T YOU?” Then he stormed away with Otogi scrambling to follow. Jou whimpered, holding his head and hobbling after his other group members. They continued in the woods silently with Honda flickering the light back and forth, searching for the others. Finally, they spotted a light that was bobbing towards them and they heard angry voices. Honda hesitated, before hurrying forward. The light stopped and then it flickered off. Now why did they do that? He wondered before he was tackled to the ground.

“AWW!” Jou and Otogi screeched. The light turned back on and Marik and Anzu were behind it, staring in surprise as Bakura strangled Honda.

“(OO) Bakura, you're killing him!” Anzu said, tossing the flashlight to Marik and grabbing Bakura's shoulders, trying to pull him off. The other three stared at the scene, before she snapped, “Are you guys going to just stare or actually help me!” Jou didn't move, but Otogi bent down and tried to pry Bakura's hands from Honda's throat.

“Ackkkk!” Honda coughed as Bakura's hands were pried off. Since Anzu was still pulling on him, he fell back onto her. “Cough, cough...Thanks Otogi,” he said, giving a grateful smile to the other male, who nodded. Jou and Otogi lifted him to his feet and watched as Bakura scrambled off Anzu. She got to her feet unsteadily as the Tomb Robber glared at her.

“Why'd you try and stop me?” He demanded

“Because it wasn't what you thought it was!” Anzu told him snappishly.

“So? He should die anyway.”

“(-.-) Bakura...” She sighed and shook her head, covering her face. “Never mind...”

“Actually,” Otogi began sheepishly, “Honda and Jou were the ones that snuck up on you guys. We were, uh, playing an innocent prank on you and - ”

“Bakura, NO!” Anzu shrieked as he lunged for them. This time, she threw herself on him so she was swinging, her arms around his neck. “MARIK, HELP ME!”

“(o.o) Um...I'm busy holding the flashlight,” Marik told her, raising the flashlight, trying to appear innocent.

“MARIK...”

“Alright, alright!” Tossing the flashlight to the ground, he approached Bakura and punched him in the stomach. Bakura's eyes popped open and he keeled over, clutching his stomach. The three frightened males watched as Anzu slid from his back and scowled at Marik. “What? You said to help and that was all I could think of.”

“I wasn't really suggesting that exactly.” She knelt down, her hand on Bakura's back. “Are you okay?” He groaned in response. “Nice job, Marik.”

“Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! You told me to help and I did! Be more specific when you ask for help,” Marik snarled, rather affronted. She rolled her eyes and helped Bakura up. He was still clutching his stomach, but didn't look quite as in pain as he had been. He sighed, then glanced at Anzu, before kicking Marik in the stomach and knocking him over. Marik grunted, holding his stomach and glaring up at him. “Bastard...”

“No, I don't think I was born out of wedlock,” Bakura said with a smirk. Marik glowered as he stumbled to his feet.

“(-.-) Alright, you two, that's enough,” Anzu told them. “We have other things we need to take care of.”

“Shut up!” Both males ordered.

“TRY THAT AGAIN, I DARE YOU!” She roared over them, looking livid. They shrunk down, eyes wide, and surprised. Even Honda, Jou, and Otogi looked startled. “Now,” she continued sweetly, “are we ready to go to Kaiba's house?”

“Well, I - ” Otogi began, but a loud sound interrupted him.

ROOOARR

“Oh, ho-ho-hoo...” Jou laughed nervously, before muttering, “I wish Shizuka were hear...” He sniffed, staring around fearfully. Anzu had latched onto the nearest thing, which happened to be Bakura, who had a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face. Marik eyed them in disgust, before taking out his M. Rod and changing it to a dagger.

“Now that was a bear,” he told them.

(Silence)

“RUN!” They all shouted and hurried the way they came from, crashing through trees and bushes. They passed Kaiba's group. They appeared petrified, before they followed them, rushing behind them. The bear - wherever it was - roared again and Yami let out a cry that sounded Egyptian. He hurried ahead of them, running beside Anzu.

“Yami, did you hear the bear? Listen!”

“(;o;) I don't want to listen, Anzu!” It roared again and he let out a squeal. He grabbed Anzu bridal style and hurried ahead of everyone.

“HEY!” Bakura shouted after him. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, PHAROAH?” He hastened his pace as well and the others did, too, out of sheer fear. They broke out of the wood to see Mai's and Mokuba's group standing, watching them with a slightly shocked look. Bakura glared at Yami, who was clutching onto Anzu. He stormed over and grabbed Anzu away from him.

“(o.o) What...?” Everyone muttered, watching as the two males glared at each other.

“Here, Bakura,” Marik said, coming up. “I'll take her while you, ah, beat the living hell out of Yami.”

“Thanks, Marik,” Bakura said, handing Anzu to Marik.

...(sweat drop)

Anzu hopped out of Marik's arms and went between Yami and Bakura.

“Thanks Yami for saving me,” she said with a smile. “It was really nice of you.” Bakura's eyebrow twitched and Isis sighed.

Marik and her are so in love. She glanced at Kaiba, who was disheveled from running through trees. A flush appeared on her cheeks. Oh, my...He looks so handsome.

“(o.o) Huh?” Kaiba glanced up to see Isis staring at him. Did I do something wrong?

“Mokuba...” Jou approached the smaller Kaiba and sighed. “I will never do something like dat again, am I clear?”

Mokuba gave a nervous smile and answered, “Yeah, uh, hehehe, I agree. Jounouchi.” Lucky for me I got out before the bear came, he thought with relief. “Alright, well, let's go back inside everyone...”

“Shall I carry you, Anzu?” Yami asked eagerly.

“Well - ”

“No,” Bakura growled, shoving Anzu ahead. The Pharaoh blinked as Anzu spurted out protests to being shoved towards the house so rudely. Yami sighed, his face falling. He pouted as he left towards the mansion.