Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Vindaloo Magic ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Vindaloo Magic

Author: Madyamisam

Chapter: 2/?

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Seto/Joey

Beta: Daisey

Spoilers: Um… nope…

Disclaimers: Madyamisam does not own any Yu-Gi-Oh characters.

Summary: During a class on genealogy, Joey finds out that he is a descendant of a well known but mysterious group of gypsies on his mother's side of his family tree. Upon further investigation, he receives a 400-year-old spell book that has remained in his family by being passed down through the eldest child. You can just ~imagine~ what kind of mischief you can get into with an old spell now… can't you?

 

Extra notes: If I get too much into a wacky mood for people's taste… I'm sorry…

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It had started out just like any other day: get up at five sharp, dress, do a little work for Kaiba Corp, wake up Mokuba, have breakfast (consisting of a piece of toast and black coffee), go to school, beat up Wheeler, and make another teacher suffer a nervous breakdown due to his overwhelming superior intellect. Everything was going smoothly when, just after maths, the pain started. It began as a slight throbbing at the top of Seto's skull, and then had turned into a sudden explosion of agony that was equivalent to having a medieval pike plummet from the sky above and strike him hard at his temples. Still unsure as to what was happening, Kaiba noticed that the pain had begun to travel from the top of head to his arm, stomach, and thigh. And then, just as he thought the strange sensations were over, they struck him down low in his forbidden zone. The brunette screamed in anguish and collapsed to the floor, convulsing from the shooting pain in his crotch as if his proud treasure was being sawn off by a blunt spoon.

 

Joey winced as he watched the CEO, eyes closed tightly and teeth gritted together, continued to spasm on the floor. Flinching slightly, the blonde pulled out the needle from the doll's groin area and immediately heard the other teen's gasp of relief. Joey swallowed guiltily, watching as the Kaiba stood up, swaying a little.

 

“Mr Kaiba! Are you all right?” cried the teacher as he barged his way through the students to the injured brunette. Joey in turn decided to cower, and weaved out of the crowd, tucking the doll safely under his arms whilst pocketing the needle in a tiny pouch that he carried with him. His friends stared in astonishment as they watched the once proud CEO limp towards the infirmary, the teacher floundering in a panic behind him.

 

“Yugi, you said that this voodoo stuff was all fake!” Téa yelled at the small boy. Gaping like a goldfish, the tri colour headed boy tried to make sense of the events before him, pausing in suspicion when he heard the self contained snickers from the five thousand year old spirit that he shared his body with.

 

//Hehehe…//

 

/Yami, you said that voodoo magic doesn't work,/ he wailed, making the spirit squeak as he tried to suppress his laughter.

 

//Hehe…//

 

/YAMI! /

 

//Um uh… I mean… RA! DAMN THESE ~BIASED~ HISTORY SCROLLS! THE PEOPLE

WHO WROTE THEM SHOULD BURN IN THE FIERY DEPTHS OF THE SEVEN HELLS AND…AND… AND ~NEVER MORE~ WILL THEY FIND SOCKS IN THEIR DRAWERS THAT MATCH!//

 

Yugi blinked a few times in confusion as he tried to make sense of that last curse.

 

/I didn't know that they ~had~ socks in Ancient Egypt…/ He was snapped out of his thoughts from the sound of pounding footsteps down a hallway and the heavy slam and lock of a door. /YAMI GET OUT OF YOUR SOUL ROOM RIGHT NOW! /

 

Téa sighed in exasperation when the petite boy's eyes glazed over. Being perhaps the only sane person out of the group of friends, she decided to try and calm down the other boys. Joey leaned against his locker, as pale as if he had just seen a ghost, whilst Tristan paced about like a caged animal.

 

“Come on guys; why don't we check on Kaiba to see if he's ok?” Tea's words made them tense slightly as a sense of foreboding filled the two boy's hearts. “It's not like you've killed him or anything.”

 

“You wouldn't understand these things because you're a girl, Téa,” Tristan ranted. “A man's dick is his prized possession”

 

“And I've just destroyed Kaiba's. I've ruined his chance of having

Children,” Joey added. Suddenly his brown eyes widened even further. “Or worse, m-maybe he's never even ~had~ sex yet!” Tristan gasped in horror and froze mid-pace at the terrifying thought as an expression of fearful realization dawned on his face.

 

“Yeah, it would explain why he seems to act as if he had a stick up his ass. With such a busy schedule due to being the big boss of a massive corporation, he's probably never had time to get laid…” Tristan blanched as another thought struck. “Or even masturbate… OH MY GOD, JOEY, YOU'VE SCRAPPED HIS MANHOOD BEFORE HE EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO TAKE IT OUT FOR A TEST DRIVE!” The final comment earned him a smack by Téa on the head and caused the turning a dozen heads of ~other~ students towards the four strange friends.

 

“Tristan, you're making a scene! And what does talking about Kaiba's sex life have to do with cars anyway?” The glare that she gave her friend carried almost the same intensity of that of the infamous CEO. The girl then crouched down to where Joey was and stared at the doll that was being held tenderly in the blonde's arms. “Look, why don't we just go check on him? Maybe it's not as bad as you think.” Joey looked reluctant but complied to Téa suggestion and the four friends went to the infirmary, Téa dragging Yugi by his bag since he was still occupied with forcing Yami out of his soul room. They stopped outside of the door and stared at the capital letters INFIRMARY, the blonde trembling as he proceeded. He closed his eyes tightly and knocked, finding it strange when his knuckles didn't rap against hard wood but rather something soft. Opening one eye, he grimaced as icy cobalt eyes bore down at him like twin lasers. Joey shivered as the air around him became twenty degrees colder and withdrew his fist away from the brunette's chest.

 

“Hey Kaiba,” he greeted timidly, a big, toothy grin plastered on his face as he timidly trailed his eyes down towards the CEO's crotch. “How… are you… feelin'?”

 

“How is it any of your business, Wheeler?” he snapped back coolly.

 

“Oh come on, Kaiba; we're just worried is all,” Tristan defended before glancing down as well. “So… um are you ok?”

 

“It's none of your concern; if you losers have so much time on your hands, why don't you waste it on something more productive in your pathetic lives- like improving your dueling skills,” the blue eyed brunette smirked. “Or dog training.” Without another word, he strode down the hallway. The group of friends watched as two students who had been unfortunate enough to have been picked for `mop' duty gave way to the brunette's long strides.

 

“Well… at least he's still his cranky self. I don't recall any change in voice pitch, do you?” Tristan asked.

 

“You see Joey? You didn't have to worry about anything,” Téa chirped happily as she watched Kaiba walk away.

 

“I suppose…” Joey replied, surprisingly unaffected by the implied insult. He pulled out the doll. “What do I do with this? I mean, I know I say that I don't like the guy, but I don't really want to end up hurting him like that again.”

 

“I'd say throw it away, Joey,” Tristan said.

 

“No; if someone else was to get their hands on it, Kaiba could end up in even more trouble,” they stood staring at the Kaiba doll until a small voice interrupted them.

 

“I think that you can still use that doll in a different way… like to help him,” Yugi suggested, giving up on getting Yami out of his soul room and finally coming out of his dream-like state. Tea's eyes twinkled and a small smile appeared on her lips when Yugi mentioned his idea.

 

“How?”

 

“Well ~I~ don't know, Joey; you've got the book. Considering what Miss Culpin said, your ancestors were ~renowned~ for helping people; they probably used that book for healing purposes. If that was the case, then I'm guessing that they used the voodoo doll for healing purposes too.” The two boys looked skeptical, whilst Téa seemed to brim with excitement.

 

“Joey, you could help Kaiba be a better person. Maybe the voodoo doll was the Gypsy's way of making people better psychologically. I take psychology classes and I remember doing a book report on conditioning- particularly the studies done by Skinner on Operant Conditioning.”

 

“Does that have anything to do with hair?”

 

“No; it's a process of encouraging desirable social behaviour through the use of positive and negative reinforcement. For example, you could use the doll as a negative reinforcement whenever Kaiba does something negative, like insulting you; you could reward him something via the doll when he does something nice, like compliment someone.”

 

“Just like training a dog?” Joey implied with a sly grin on his face. Téa winced.

 

“Well… it wasn't supposed to be worded like that but… yeah I guess… that's what it means,” she mumbled before glaring at Yugi. `Damn it Yugi, this is ~your~ fault!' she thought.

 

Yugi blinked cutely for a moment, sensing that his other half wished to talk. Suddenly, there was a creak of the door from the former pharaoh's soul room.

 

//Can I make some punishment suggestions? //

 

/NO YOU CAN NOT!!!!/ shrieked the smaller of the two twins down the mind link. With a squeak, Yami confined himself back into his soul room.

 

Joey, excited by the prospect of helping the anti-social Kaiba become a better person, quickly forgot his feelings of guilt for having inadvertently stabbing Kaiba in the dick via a voodoo doll. So preoccupied was he with the thoughts of what to do with the voodoo doll in his hand, he didn't notice the small puddle before him.

 

“If he wants `dog training', I'll give him dog tra…“ As Joey slipped on the floor, the Kaiba doll flew out of his hand and sailed through the air, landing head first in one of the buckets of water belonging to the students cleaning the floor. “Uh oh…” Joey uttered as he rushed over to fish for the drenched voodoo doll. All of a sudden, there was a tremulous rumble, and an ominous creaking sound echoed down the hallway. The lockers rattled as the oncoming earthquake quivered across the floor; suddenly a huge deluge of water burst through one of the walls and flooded the corridors. Gasping at the tumult charging towards him, Joey pulled the cursed toy out of the water and ran. As soon as the doll was removed from the water, the cascading torrent slowed to a gentle leak from the huge, gaping hole caused by a burst water pipe from the boy's toilets. Shouts of disgust and horror were heard as some of the unfortunate students were lightly doused by the sludgy water mixed with urine, excrement, and other fluids. However, only one person stood ~totally~ soaked amidst the watery chaos, his briefcase in hand, his normally immaculate uniform in complete disarray and, strangely enough, a strand of pondweed entangled in his dark, wet tresses. Groans of disgust at the stench and snickers of amusement at the victims could be heard coming from the large crowd that had developed across the hallway. The school principal stared flabbergasted, first at the hole in the water pipe and then at the young CEO standing alone in the middle of a very large puddle. “Good Lord… Mr. Kaiba, are you alright?” he flustered. “Grab a towel people! Hurry up!!!” Joey blinked and then cringed as he saw the water dribble from Kaiba's hair and nose.

 

“Maybe this wasn't such a good idea,” Téa said suddenly, her hand covering her mouth in mute horror.

 

Much to the delight of most of the students, the principal then announced that school would be cancelled for the rest of that day and the next, until they could clean up the damage that the burst water pipe had done to the third floor. Upon hearing the announcement, teachers began to rush to the photocopiers to run off copies of homework to give to the students for the weekend.

 

Suddenly, a wet, squelching sound reached the group's ears, and the friends watched as Kaiba walk towards his limo, followed by the principal. “I'm sorry this has happened to you Mr Kaiba…”

 

“Enough Sherrod,” Kaiba growled as he stormed away, leaving the principal quivering like a beached jellyfish being poked by a stick, ~despite~ the fact that the young CEO would not further risk his reputation by filing a lawsuit. Many of the students who saw him march towards his limo kept their heads down, trying to stop themselves from laughing. However, the icing on the cake of Seto's humiliation came when Joey saw him. The blonde's lips pursed as he tried to stop a smile from appearing when he saw the state (and stench) of Kaiba's clothes. The blue eyed brunette glared coldly at the shorter teen, hoping to maintain what dignity he had left for that school day, but his perfected icy stare faltered, revealing not spite, but hurt. The other blinked in surprise and immediately looked away as if ashamed, the smile disappearing from his face. Not expecting or wanting that kind of reaction, Seto sped up and got into the black car, just barely catching a glimpse of the blonde staring guiltily after him.

 

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He watched the limo drive away then turned his gaze at the soggy doll in his hand. `Gee… he actually looked hurt when I saw him…' he thought guiltily. “I wonder if there's a way I can check on him without him knowing” Gazing at the blue button eyes and the dirty mini trench coat, Joey blinked as an idea formulated in his pretty blonde head and he rummaged through his bag pulling out the tattered gypsy book. Flicking through the four hundred year old pages he stopped at the spell he needed. A smile reached his lips as he shoved the books back into the bag along with the soggy doll and ran home.

 

“Joey wait” Téa called after him. “Look, the conditioning thing was a bad idea, a bad, bad idea ok? Drop it, the mission is cancelled, aborted, called off, ended!! Joey! Joey!”