Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The School-Theater ❯ A Fateful Day part1 ( Chapter 4 )

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Title: School theater 4 - A Fateful day

Author: Ashray

Summary: Okay, now that sound a lot more serious as it is, don’t worry!

Today is the day: Finally the time has come the Yamis can take care of that stupid teacher who keeps always calling them cute, and they will take over the play.
And all of them have seen the movie by now, with all its explosions and people dying…
So it might as well be the last day that school has ahead…

Sorry that it took me so long this time to come up with the next chapter, but it is the longest one I made so far, and every time I thought that I'm finished, I had a new idea or new details, and of course, with all my errors I always make...

And this is for now a un-Beta-ed version, I will post the other as soon as it get it back.

And I also wants to thank everyone for the favorites and alerts as well, I'm very happy about it! And with that:
On with the next part!

/Hikari to Yami/
//Yami to Hikari//
(little comments from me)
"Screaming and yelling"

4. A Fateful day
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Once more Joey, Yugi and Ryou where walking along the hall to the class they lately used for detention to meet the others.
Yugi and Ryou where 'a little' worried, because since they came to school in the morning, they hadn't seen hide or hair of the Yamis.
And it was past noon by now, which meant the most of the school day is already over.
And the others didn’t even showed up for lunch to get a snack, like they did normally, to eat with their friends or grope their lighter halves.. And they weren't in their soul rooms either, or the Hikaris would have felt it…
So where the hell are they?

Not a word, a sound was heard from them, but they hadn't done anything destructive either. Not even the fire alarm went off, even through Bakura loved to set it off just for the heck of it, to see the students run or to save Ryou from some evil test he hadn't any time to learn for because he had to play with his dark. And that is always more important then school…

All in all it was a fairly good day so far. Because for once they could actually learn something and honesty pay attention to only the teacher, not to Yamis with close resemblance to leeches, too.
And all that was left was the distant, but well-known, feeling that this all was once again only the calm before the storm.

True to be told, they where more than just a 'little' worried, they where nearly terrified to learn what they will find when they step in that classroom and meet the Yamis waiting there.

Yesterday they all had watched the DVD's Kaiba had organized for them, and today they should meet their teacher to eventually begin with the real rehearsal. They even got the last hour free to use for the play, so they had even more time to clear all upcoming questions the teens might have.
And as far as they know Marik and Bakura, their first question will be surely: “Who can we blow up?“ and "when can we blow them up."
If Bakura and Yami didn’t change their mind yet again and run off to hide, that was.
But if they don’t want to be part of this play and make a fuss…
Well, that was noting well-aimed puppy dog eyes couldn’t fix once again.

"And? Have you seen the Movie yesterday? How did your dear Yamis react to the fact that they really have to play a couple in love?" asked Joey curiously, as he strolled with the two Hikaris through the quiet school building. All the other students have lesson at the moment, but none of the three was in a hurry so they happily chatted away.
Joey wanted to know for the whole day how the two Darks had reacted as they noticed that Malik was right and they had to act before the whole school as if they really would like, let alone love each other.

He would have really liked to see their faces, but then again, he was glad that he wasn’t there, since he know the tempter of them, and how bad it could get.
And Yami wasn’t any better then Bakura.

Thanks to the new teacher and her ambitions they sparred themselves at last partly the regular lessons, but they had to always show for the rehearsals…
At last since today, since Mrs. Gandon wanted to slowly explain them how she wanted to make this whole thing work.
And how much worse can it be, in comparison from normal school and homework.

Yugi scratched his head, as he carefully tried to find the right words to describe the picture of a truly pissed off puzzle spirit with mere words:
"Well, actually surprisingly well. At last after he stopped all his screaming and swearing and calmed down a little.
I heard languages yesterday, I don’t know if they even exist. And I swear, I didn’t know it is even possible to get as red as Yami the moment he saw them kissing, and I'm still not sure if there wasn’t smoke coming out of his ears…
But anyway I‘m truly glad that he didn’t find her in the telephone book, who knows what he would have done to her... And Bakura?"

The other Hikari had his little problems with his darker side as well, and he played with a stand of his white hair as he told them:
"All in all, it wasn’t that bad! In fact also fine... It took some time to talk him out of it, but at the end he didn’t throw the TV out of the window..."

Joey giggled at their definition of fine: "Yes, I thought something like that..."

The other two also had to chuckle as they thought back to the evening and his events.
Their reaction where somehow typical for the two unpredictable Yamis, to go in a tempter tantrum, even if their actions itself where somewhere normal
(Thanks god for that!):

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Flashback:
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With Yugi and Yami:
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Yamis face was bright red, while he was angrily running up and down in the living room, after watching that cursed movie with his little Hikari:

“I'm sure as hell don’t play a fucking love-scene with that useless, dirty, lunatic, spineless, lousy, psycho of a thieving asshole!!“

“Yami, calm down, it is just a play!“ Yugi tried to reason with his Pharaoh, but he just turned even more red at the soft voice and looked like he is about to exploding at any moment given.
“Calm down? Calm down! I am calm!!!
You don’t know me when I’m not calm!
They are marring each other!
I shall merry that Ra-damned thief! Haven‘t you seen it?
How can you stay so calm, knowing about such an insult!! I, the former pharaoh of Egypt! Should marry Bakura! A ordinary tomb robber!“

“I have seen it, Yami, but you just have to pretend! Nobody ask you to really marry him! See it just as a game, noting more! It’s only for a day, a little over an hour, and then you two can glare and swear at each other as much as you want! And beside that, I'm also just a normal boy!“

"Correct! You are normal, you don’t have chronicle brain damage and you’re not a stupid kleptomaniac!
And anyway, are a entirety other case, you are my little Yugi, and that alone make you special enough itself! Not to talk about your other qualities….
But I have to play lovebird with Bakura!
And I don’t want to! I wanna kill him! He always tries to steal you from me!
Let. Me. Kill. The. Thief!"
“Bakura always likes to steal everything he sees, don’t worry so much about it, he will not get me, and he will not get our Puzzle…”
Yugi patted gently at the couch beside him: “Come on, Yami, sit down with me. It will get better at the end, I promise! Juliet will die then!” he tried to comfort him a little with that, not telling him that they both die together.

But Yami refused to calm down so easily, and Yugi sat there and scratched his head, as he tried hard not to run along with him or give up frustrated.
Yami can be very stubborn if he really wants to!
And it seems that he wanted now…

“And that dump old cone, I will show her what happen if she dares to insult a pharaoh!
How can she do that, that withered, old, bonkers, dense, dim-witted, brain-death fumbler of a teacher!
Something like she should be forbidden by law! Under my rule something like this... this person... would never be let lose on all the poor helpless students!
They are bound to get nuts with a teacher as insane as she is!
In my time, she would only be allowed to scrub the kitchen floor!
But that also only if I'm really merciful and after I had a damn good day! On a bad they she would be out in the desert, counting the grains of sand.“

Yami said more, but Yugi wasn’t sure if it where actual words he muttered under his breath, or if the angry spirit just let out some of his frustration, because he couldn’t understand a single word of what was said anymore.
Suddenly, Yami started to search franticly for something and cleared out all closets and drawers, throwing things around without a care where they landed.
He didn’t heard what his little Hikari said to him, as Yugi wanted to know what he was searching for, maybe to help him, or save it from his grasp....
With a triumphant grin the former pharaoh sat down beside the sofa at Yugis feet and right in the middle the mess he had created all around him, as he apparently had found what he was looking for:

The telephone book.

Yugi just shock his head and watched as Yami yet again had the thick book upside down and was looking for the name and address of Mrs. Gandon.
But since he couldn’t read it, and he was holding it the wrong way anyway, of course it was in vain.

And that of course pissed the former pharaoh even more off then he already was, and soon he started to tear the book apart side after side.
"You damn stupid book; tell me what I want to know! Now and on the spot!!!!!!"

He stamped at the book while he tore each side out of it and to little pieces.
His face was now a nearly unhealthy shade of red, as if he would blow up any moment, shreds of paper hanging in his disheveled hair und he had an 'slightly' insane glint in his stormy eyes.

(Yami in the first episodes when he played a shadow game *g* Just angry.)

He yelled at the unfortunate book and stomped more on it as if trying to stamp it in the ground and deeper.
"Do you see what happen if you disobey the almighty pharaoh? Do you? Do you? Ha? Tell me, you traitor! I want to know where she lives! Tell me, or I tear you apart in the air! Now tell me! Obey the son of Ra or you have to face my wrath!!!"

And as the book, of course, didn’t answered him, he did exactly that, while on the couch Yugi could only watch helplessly his darkness rampaging like a wild monkey in the zoo, making even smaller shreds out of the confetti he had already created, which reached up to his claves at the moment…
At the end he send all the little confetti, former known as telephone book, to the shadow realm, before he sat with a sigh down on the couch again.

Gently Yugi patted his back and hummed soothingly. “And? Do you feel better now?“
“Hmmmm…“ Yami just purred relived.
“There you go! And now smile for me, Yami, and the world will look a lot better for you!” beamed the kindhearted Hikari up at his grumpy, sulking Yami.
“The world will look better when I kill that useless thief and the stupid women!”
”But Ryou will be sad if you kill his lover!” cooed Yugi sweetly, hugging this friend around the waist and nuzzled his chest, before he looked up from under his bangs.
"He will get over it…"

As longer as Yami starred in the violet depths that where Yugis eyes, the harder it was for him to stay mad any longer.
That was just how his little light was, a friendly smile, a loving pat or a content glance, and Yami seems to brighten up as easy as the sun rouse in the east..

Slowly he bent down and kissed Yugi gently, while he dragged him over in his lap.
As they parted for deep breaths, Yami licked his lips pleased and whispered with a smile:
“Now I really feel better.“
“Glad that I could help you!” giggled Yugi while Yami cuddled him, his hands sneaking under his shirt and over his bare, smooth skin.

Slyly Yami laid Yugi down at the soft surface and bent over him:
"What do you say; I make us booth feel good?"

And so it turned out as a long and passionate night for them
(Not that the other nights where not, but that is beside the point)

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More Flashbacks
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With Ryou and Bakura:
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With the albino-couple it didn’t look any better then it was with the two game kings:

“I’m going to kill her! How dare she! First she wants to forbid me to touch and molest Ryou or have fun with him when I want to, then she wants me to play such a cheesy shit! I‘m going to strangle her!
I will kill her! Slow and painfully! She wants me to play a girl!
No way in hell! I will show her who’s a girl!

And that arrogant, self-important, overconfident, conceited, priggish, sniffy, haughty lawn gnome of a Puzzlespirit too!
I will torture them both for a while and then I kill them, do you hear me?“

Ryou rubbed his ringing ears, while his screaming Dark run up and down before him, just like Yami did in the game shop: “Of course I hear you, I‘m not deaf! At last I wasn’t until now! And god know that you are loud enough, but don’t let that pester you, just go on. I think there are some peoples in Australia, they didn’t hear you right!“

The tomb robber glared at his sarcastic lighter half and pointed accusingly at the still running TV: “But you see that, yes? They are marring! And they kiss! I have to play some stupid bitch who’s too stupid to say who she loves or to run away with him!
With Yami!“ and for a moment he watched the end, with all the candles, until he rolled with his eyes.
“I don’t want to see that, or I‘m going to puke, gag and throw up!“ and he tried to take the TV from its rightful place, but Ryou toke a hold on him and, after a while of struggling and screaming, managed it to drag him away from the TV.
Not that he really could take it away, Ryou had long since everything nailed down, so Bakura couldn’t take and throw them around randomly.

He had learnt it the hard way after the microwave went flying out of the window after it burnt Bakuras food and nearly hit some poor innocent peoples passing by.
Which in turn amused Bakura to no end and made Ryou take out hammer and nails as the tomb robber was out the next time, to ‘take a little look around’…
But Bakura didn’t know that, and he could still blow the things up anyway, or send them to the shadow realm, but at last he couldn’t throw around with them and aim them at peoples heads...(not that it mattered much when he send them, but anyway...)

“I swear I throw that thing out if there isn’t silence at this very moment! Ryou, my ears are going to bleed and my brain melting because of all that bullshit! You can‘t sincerely mean that! I don’t want to kiss ‘his Shortness‘! I want to kiss you! Or at last one of the other Hikaris, if I have to! Just not Yami! I don’t want to! I don’t want!“

And with an uncharacteristically fit of childish rage he throw himself on the floor and rolled around. He whined and clashed like a spoiled brat and trashed his arms and legs around, screaming with a red flush on his normally pale skin:

“I don’t want this! I don’t wanna! I don’t wanna! I don’t wanna! Ryou, come on, don’t be so mean to your dear Darkness! You love me! That is very cruel, and you are a Hikari! My Hikari!
You can’t possible want me to run around in some filly dress and talk so 'puffed-up'!
They will all laugh about me!
You can‘t make me do! You can‘t! You can’t!
You’re supposed to be nice and nice people would never make me do that!
Nice people would let me kill him, and kill her, and let me take them on their graves!“

“Bakura! Its not 'that' bad, its just for one day, and you act like I told you to drink poison.” told Ryou his overreacting Yami, but Bakura ignored him and just kept on rambling and thrashing:

“You’re torturing me! You’re my Hikari and you just go and try to kill me by making me kiss Yami! You don’t love me anymore! You are the meanest Hikari I ever know!”

“You know Malik, do you?” Ryou didn’t even took him honest as he asked.
“But it isn’t fair! You’re not nice to your suffering, tormented, distressed Yami who never did anything wrong to you and always was nice and sweet!”
At that point the smaller one had a hard time not to laugh out loud.

Ryou sat down beside his raging Yami and stroked his hair until he just peacefully lay there with his head on the lights lap and he had calmed down.
All you could hear was hushed whining and soft muttering, while Ryou stroked him more, patted him with gentle hands:

“And when I kill Yami beforehand? Then he can‘t go on stage, and I can take his Puzzle, and I also can take Yugi, and Yami can‘t get in my way anymore, and I will have my revenge for all the times he was mean to me!
That will be great! Can I, Ryou? Then I could be happy again, and you want me to be happy, right? Happy by killing that Ra-damned twerp… “

“Sure, Bakura, very well!“ whispered Ryou calmingly, while the tomb robber had his head on the shorter ones lap and played dreamily with the Millennium-ring around Ryous neck, as if he was hypnotized from the glittering gold.
“So many things I will get at the same time, all mine, mine, mine, mine, just for me…“

“Right, my thief, all yours.“ agreed Ryou, while he was still stroking through the white hair sprawled out over his lap. Bakuras voice was a low rumble now, nearly a whisper.

“And this time I make sure that he will really stay death, even if I have to sit at his greave for the next 100 years! And if he happens to crawl out of it I just will drive over his head with a big, huge, heavy steamroller!“ in his delight Bakuras voice was getting a little louder, and his eyes sparkled blissfully as if he was already plotting something really funny and amusing. Like stealing Malik and Yugi before their Yamis eyes, and their Millennium-Items as well, or something alike.

“Of course you will, Kura!“

“Right over his head, do you hear me?! So he‘s promptly flat down again! Flat as a pancake, and he will never come back! Never ever! I will make sure of that, and than I win! I alone! And then it is 'bye bye king of games'!“

“Certainly, Bakura. I'm sure of that...“

“And that teacher! I will skin her alive and make a scarf out of her wrinkled skin and then I shred the skinless rest of her to teeny-weeny shreds and sell them to Malik so he can feed them his bloodthirsty pets and plants, and no one will ever know about it!
But before that I bathe her in boiling oil! In oil, do you hear me? I hope she make a lot of noise, for insulting me by making me play with Yami and trying to take you away from me!
And the scarf will be for Marik, he like things like that! At last I don’t need to think about a Christmas present for him this year then. Or for his birthday, whatever comes first..."

“Surely, my thief.“

“Do you even listen to me, Ryou?“ asked Bakura suspiciously with narrowed eyes, as his fluffy Hikari always agreed and hummed calmingly without complaining about his treats.

“Clearly, Kura…“

“And I‘m an alien from Mars, and my true form is a pink elephant and I can fly when I fart ‘La Paloma‘ backwards." Bakura said with a grin, in the same tone as the other things, gaining a dreamy nod from Ryou.

“Of course, my darkness.“

Bakura jumped up and bounced at his surprised light, who fell backwards at the floor with a startled yelp. Bakura straddled his waist and leered slyly down at him, and his mad mood was gone in an instant, forgotten for the moment.

"You didn’t hear a thing I said!
Now you must be punished for not listening to your Yami, my fluffy Hikari!"

And with that he began to tickle his boyfriend until he was out of breath and he surrendered panting and with bright-red cheeks.
"And that’s what happened when you don’t pay enough attention!
You know that I always needs a lot of attention to be happy and contend..." purred the thief playfully and gave him a longing look, while his fingers once again where wandering over his light, but this time with another intention than to tickle him merciless....


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Flashback End (1)
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Come to think about it, it could have been much worse, and, to be true, they had awaited much more resistant this morning, as Yugi and Ryou dragged their boyfriends out of the warm bed and then beamed at them with a lot to much of a good mood.

But they even freely went to school with them, but since then they where both gone without a trace, and Marik too was lost somewhere around there.

He and his Hikari where yesterday very late in the evening freed from their little problem, as Ishizu grow worried, since her little brother didn’t show up at home. She was concerned that that psycho her brother called his lover had yet again got them into trouble somewhere.
Not that Malik was not able to do that all alone, but that was beside the point.

And so she was gone to search for them the whole evening, just to find the two of them in the nude hanging from the flag pole before their school.

After a lot of laughing and screaming she helped them down and let them tell the whole story how they could end up there, and she had to laugh again at them.
After that she gave them a piece of mind about making fun on their friends. Because in her eyes they deserved that, and a lot more too, and she made sure to tell them that.
When they had to do something like that, they shouldn’t drag poor, nice Ryou in that too, since the innocent boy didn’t deserved such a mean treatment, since he would never do something mean.
Just like Yugi he was just a sweet and innocent little light.
Why out of all people her brother had to be the only Hikari who was stepping out of line, and had to be nuts, was beyond her...

Only a few steps, only a few more moments of peace, before they had to enter that room, with the Yamis, and their insanity, in there…
Yugi and Ryou took a deep breath and tried to brace themselves for anything that might happen. They where gone for too long as for simply noting to be wrong.

Suddenly Mrs. Gandon walked past them, with a very pale face and fearful, wide eyes. Her Hair was messy and her clothes wrinkled and partly tattered and dirty, and she had a few bruises.
The three teens asked her worried about what happened to her, but she couldn’t give them an answer since she apparently was in some sort of shock.
It seems that she was looking right through the teens, and cold sweat trickled down the side of her face. She was white like the wall and shivered like she was out in the deepest winter just in her summer dress, even if it wasn’t cold.
Her mouth opened and closed, but not a sound was coming out of it, much less a coherent sentence.
All they could understand was something about the nurse, while she took a hold on the wall beside her to barge on without recognizing them.
She didn’t even noticed the end of the hall and the corner there and she nearly fall, as suddenly the wall was gone and her hand was just gripping air. She caught herself at the last moment and scuffled forward slowly like in a trance.

Yugi, Ryou and Joey looked after her in wonder, before they stopped before the door and looked curiously through the window in the door.
In the class Yami, Bakura, Malik, Marik and Kaiba where sitting around a table with an serious face and it looked like they where discussing something.

For the first time ever they seemed to be talking without insulting each other, treat their lives or plot to destroy each other in the most painful or humiliating way possible.
But they where definite plotting something, and that couldn’t be something good, if you take in order who was sitting in there...
And nothing in there gave away what must have happened to throw their teacher off track that badly. But that they had done something to her was as plain as daylight.
It wouldn’t be the first time that they played innocent, even if everything was speaking against them.

They seems to be very proud about something they had done, as far as the two Hikaris could sense through the mindlink coming from their darker half’s. It felt like they had done something very important to them, which was weighing on their souls for far to long and now it was gone all of a sudden.

Three guesses what, or better yet, who, this somehing was...

"Hey guys, do we really want to go in there?"
"You can't really talk about wanting."
"But earlier or later we have to go in there! Sadly there is no way around that."

Nervous they tried to summoned all their bravery, while the 5 people in the classroom argued, and they didn’t even noticed that Yugi, Ryou and Joey where here.
Kaiba looked like he was attending one of his conferences, he was sitting straight and earnest in his chair with an professional cold face, his back stiff and crossed legs, cold blue eyes taking in everything around him. It made him look like he had a stick up his ass, as Joey put it so nicely.
Honey colored eyes followed Kaibas every move, without Joey really realizing it, and it wasn’t exactly bothering him either, since he somehow; but just for a little, mind you; liked what he saw there.

Beside Kaiba Bakura slouched in his chair with an leg hanging over the armrest, half sitting and half laying, and beside the reserved Kaiba he looked careless and sloppy. He made a face like he was not really interested in what was said by the brunette, as if he was about to fall asleep at any minute.

Beside him and also facing the door was Yami, one leg bent on his seat, his elbow on the knee and his chin resting in his hand. Somehow he accomplish it that he looked bored AND attentive at the same time, as if he would see every single move around them, but didn’t have to or want to bother with acknowledging them.

Opposite the both of them and with their backs facing the door where Malik and Marik residing, both of them kneeing on their chairs, and Marik tried at the same time to cuddle his light, who sadly was able to doge him always, and point things out on something on the table. Malik’s mad glares where always answered with a cheeky grin, and one time the insane one from the couple leaned toward his other and licked happily over his cheek.

Suddenly the observers outside the door heard Mariks happy cry: "And there, there should be an explosion! But a loud one! Like in the movie! BUMMMM! I can make that!" and they could clearly hear him even with the closed door between them. His Hikari just shook his head at his childish happiness, as Marik happily pointed at something lying before them, maybe paper or something. He hopped up and down and it was a small wonder that the chair didn’t gave in under him.

The three observers turned a lot paler then before as they looked at each other
"Okay, who is for later?"
The other two agreed eagerly, glad for the temporary delay: "We will soon enough learn what they are up to. Unfortunately."
And so they decided that they went to the school nurse first to look after Mrs. Gandon, just to win some time.
Somehow they had a ‘distant’ feeling that what happened to her was the fault of their insane friends, since the women came from this direction and she surly had started her lesson even if they weren’t complete yet.

And the three Yamis alone with that women, that could only go wrong. Because Malik or Kaiba surly hadn't fallen over themselves to come to her aid, whatever her problem was at the time...

And now they were standing worried before the door of the school doctor and looked unsure at each other until Yugi collected all his courage and knocked carefully at the door.
The nurse opened them with a friendly smile while she mustered them with light worry.
"And how can I help you boys? Is someone hurt? Or ill? Please tell me not more hallucination!? Yesterday they where bad enough!"

"No, no, don’t worry, We are all al right, we just came to look after Mrs. Gandon. We have seen her earlier and she didn’t looked all that great, and now we just want to ask if she is alright?" explained Ryou hurriedly, and Joey nodded in agreement: "Yes, and also because we want to skip detention!"
"Joey!"
"What!? Its the true, who know what the hell is going on in there! Even the devil would be afraid to step in that hellhole if he ever meet them!"
"Nonetheless it isn’t very nice!"

Pouting the blond crossed his arms before his chest and turned away. "There you say one time how it is, and than that! How un-nice."
Yugi patted his arm calmingly. "Come on, Joey, don’t be so mad! You know we don’t mean it bad! It was just not a very nice thing to say." he tried to explain to the pouting blonde and looked pleadingly up with wide, teary puppy-dog eyes.
As much as he tried, he stood as much as everyone else a chance against that glittering violet.

"Okay, all right, I give in, but just don’t look at me like that..." he gave up, and the shorter one beamed brightly up at him.
"Good, then it is all right." he clapped his hands and Joey couldn’t help but smile back before they turned back to more important tasks.

Silently they went near the bed, on which the teacher was sprawled out. She didn’t look as pale as before, but her color was still far from healthy.
"I gave her a strong sedative, but make it short anyway, so she can rest a little longer. And please, for the sake of god, don’t stress her!"
"But what's wrong with her?"
"Noting, but I think, she is not far from mental breakdown, so make it short, please!"

As Mrs. Gandon saw Ryou and Yugi she flinched, but then she recognized them and relaxed a bit without letting them out of her sight for a single moment.
Jumpy she followed their every moves as if she was afraid they would turn out to be someone else as they appeared to be.
Someone like their Yamis.
And she shuddered constantly as if it was icy cold in the room, while she murmured the whole time:

"I've seen things, terrible things, thing which are impossible. There where this white dragons, huge monsters which will eat us one day!
They are coming, they are coming to destroy us all, I have to know, because I have seen them! I don’t have done anything wrong, I swear, you have to believe me.
I'm innocent. You have to believe me! You have to believe me!"
She murmured more to herself then to anyone else, and her eyes seems to see through the bystanders as the horror she shortly experiment, was again playing before her eyes.
She really hadn't done anything what could be called wrong, and so she couldn’t understand how she deserved this mess:

She just walked into the class like always, happy and in a good mood, just to learn that not all of her students were here, even after she had a talk with their teachers that she will be needing them an hour earlier.
She had the distinct feeling that it will take a lot of work so that this play will not turn out bad. Surly they will need every minute of rehearsal they could catch.

And then there where just Marik, Malik, Kaiba, Yami and Bakura waiting for her!

As greeting she had at first Bakura, who like always looked like he was about to kill someone,
scrabbled through his white hair in a friendly and calming manner:
"And, are you all waiting eagerly? I'm sure you will look absolute cute in your costumes. You two look so good together," and she messed with Yamis hair too and simply ignored his dangerous low growl.

"I can’t wait to see you two, all happy and in love up on stage, you two will make such a sweet and adorable couple!
And your costumes, I already have them, just wait until you see them.
They are so, so great, and cute!
All fills and lace and embroideries. And a lot of buckles and ribbons and shiny buttons and all! Oh, and your hair, my dear Bakura!"

Again she toyed with the white mass, and everyone was waiting for Bakura to snap and bite her. He certainly looked like he wanted to do that

"We will make you locks, really cute little ringlets, like a sweet little angel, and both of you will get some glitter in your hair to make it shiny and beautiful sparkling in the light. I will make you a gorgeous make-up. With lip-gloss with strawberry or cheery flavor, and some blusher, you look unhealthy pale like a dead fish.
And for your eyes: Pastel colors maybe, I'm sure it will look good at you, Bakura, but I'm not sure if I should better made it rose or baby blue or..." and she turned Bakuras head from one side to the other to look better on his face, but she couldn’t come to a conclusion.
"Well doesn’t matter at the moment, one way or the other, you will look absolute cute beside Yami as his chaste, shy bride!"

And then she turned, happy and blissfully blind for the deathly glares she got from her 'cute' little stars, around to Kaiba, to inform him as well about the plans she had for his person:
"We will get you a wig, I think, with grayed hair, and a lot of eye-shadow, and lipstick in a reddish brown or some other dark red, there is no other way.
We will need a lot of makeup to disguise you as a women, but don’t worry, I can do that, no problem…
I'm sure we also can find with a dress in your size somehow, and then we make you look like a respectable and elegant middle-aged lady.
And of course we have to stuff your dress out in the front, and you will wear stöckelschuhe. The same goes for you too, Bakura, so you will look even more feminine.
I show you how good you will look in that, and everyone will tell you how beautiful and lovely you are!"
She pinched his cheeks and turned around to continue with the next one on her list.

Mrs. Gandon glared critical at Marik and his wild, spiky hair, and the insane Yami glared back at her.
He was just waiting how she's going to insult him, so he, too has a reason to hurt her, but of course she ignored his glare as well as every one else:
"But we really need to chance something with that terrible thing of yours, no priest on this planet will ever run around with hair like this.
Maybe we should dye them black, because blonde don’t go well with what I have in mind.
And I will also instruct you to a thing called 'hairbrush'.
I doubt that you know what that is or how to use it properly, by the look of that nest.
But don’t worry, just trust me and all will be all right. Together we get it to hang down properly, not sticking out as if it blow up on your head.
Or maybe we will just make a few black highlights instead of dyeing it completely, just like our dear, little Yami-chan has it with his blonde bangs, just the other way round.

And while we're at it with the hair, I think we have to do something with Yugis also, it wouldn’t do any good when there are two with the same hairstyle. I will try to glue it down with some really strong hair gel, and maybe we even get to look like Kaibas, with shorter bangs then he has now, and he needs a tattoo to make him look more dangerous and impressive. Or we make it solid black since Marik gets highlights, and we make it really short and unruly, and with steel blue highlights. A little different from the movie, but we don’t need to be that accurate. I just want everyone to have different hairstyles and colors.

And maybe we can Ryous just cut short, too... We will see what we can do, but that shouldn’t be that much of a problem, maybe chin-length, and new colors too...
What about… what about orange?
Like a rebelling teen, and also a tattoo…
We have to find some of that fake ones, sadly… Well, but they have to be big, going over their shoulders, like dragons or other dangerous animals. And the name of their families on the upper arm.
Oh, wait, stop, I have a better idea!
We find someone who is really good at drawing, form the higher art-classes, and he can paint them directly on their skin a few hour previously, with permanent markers. There are not very many colors, just black, blue and red, but it has to do.
That’s even better then the fake tattoo, since it can't come of so easy, when they are nervous and sweating before they go up on stage…

And about your hair..." and this time she yanked at Malik's blonde tresses, ignoring all the cold stares she got "maybe a few colorful highlights or braids, that would be change.
Yes, a few little braids are better, with colorful beads, a Rasta style, but not with all of his hair, and the braids dyed in… maybe in green, blue or orange, that will look better than that boring, tonelessly blonde..."

And then out of the blue all that weird things began.

Suddenly it was not only dark, but pitch-black in the room, she couldn’t even see the hand before her eyes.
No matter in which direction she turned, it was everywhere the same, and slowly but surely there she began to panic.
Carefully she made an step forward? backward? she couldn’t tell in the darkness, but hopefully the door was that way.
She had to find a way out of the room, since the power was out, but shouldn’t there be at last be a little light from the windows? It was broad daylight, even with the jalousie down it was impossible to get this dark in here!
But strangly she didn’t even heard breathing from the other occupants of the class, or any other sound for that matter.
Was the school always so quite when everyone was in class?

A light golden shimmer was somewhere at her right side, and she turned around to go there in hope it was the open door and the light from he hall.
Weird.
Shouldn’t there be furniture in that room?
Tables?
Chairs?
But she didn’t fall over anything as she walked to the golden shine.

A shadow came forth und blood-red eyes gleamed like polished coals from the deepest deeps of hell.

TBC:

Okay, now that is mean, I know.

I promised myself that I will never end with a cliffhanger, but I decided to spilt this chapter in two parts, since this is exactly half of that chapter.

I just noticed that it is too long to read in one go as I was reading it over a last time before posting it, even if it's just the unbetaed version, but I always do that fill in some last details. (I always have some things to chance or reword, even when I read my already finished stories…)

(1) Okay, I know that is more than a little overreact, but I find the idea of Bakura rolling on the floor like a spoiled brat funny. And a amok-running Yami is also funny.
Both act like little children...
(I'm sorry for their fans, hope you don’t hate me... Please don’t throw smelly thing at me! I will nicer to them next time...)
But they both have temper, and that its getting the better of them sometimes, when they have act like they like, let alone love each other...
At last I found it funny as I wrote it (at 3am. after two coffee. I have a lot of my ideas early in the morning, or after coffee...^_^)


I hope you are not too angry, but if it is too long, too much, its not so easy to read and it gets confusing, and that’s not good.
(And 19.500 words are a lot…)
But the second part of this day will follow soon, I promise.