Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Vindaloo Magic ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Title: Vindaloo Magic

Author: Madyamisam

Chapter: 5/5

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?

 

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“Let's go,” Joey said as he grabbed the gypsy book and tucked it into his pocket. The two boys headed towards the Turtle Game shop, dragging Cheri along, who let out a disgruntled whine when she couldn't stop to sniff some of the dainty daisies. Joey ran towards the front entrance of the Turtle Game shop where Yugi was busy restocking Duel Monster cards. “Yugi, I know Yami's grounded but, can I talk to him? I need his help.” Yugi's huge, violet bush baby eyes looked thoughtful and, shrugging, he led the two teens up the stairs to his room. He frowned suddenly, realizing that something was wrong.

 

“Wait a minute; how did you know that I grounded Yami?”

 

“Um… I'll tell you later. I just need to talk to him right now.” Yugi pouted, but agreed to place the Millennium Puzzle around his neck and reopen the mind link, stumbling on a conversation between Yami and his Dark Magician, aka Bob.

 

//So, Mr. `Refuse-to-stay-dead' wanted a new take on his evil approach, and decided to make up a campaign organization to rally up avatars of evil like those Greenpeace fellows. I mean, take a look at his plans! Tell me; how stupid is that? Right, Bob?//

 

~Well, I suppose I can see the immediate drawbacks…~

 

//Exactly! I told the stupid tomb robber that setting up parade floats with me on a torture rack and banners with `Pharaoh sucks' is a major turn off for supporters!//

 

~I was actually referring to the title.~

 

//Association of Savage Spirits against the Horus Organization in the

Liberating of Evil? What are you talking about? The title is catchy and has panache to it. It's the ~only~ thing the tomb robber has going for him!//

 

~The abbreviation spells `ASSHOLE' my pharaoh! ~

 

//Exactly! The title suits him! // Bob sighed.

 

~Of course my pharaoh…~

 

/Um… Yami? /

 

//Yes, Yugi? //

 

/Joey wants to talk to you. I'm letting the grounded rule up so that you can talk to him. / the puzzle flashed once briefly and in, Yugi's place, was his slightly taller self.

 

“FRRREEEDDDDDOOOOMMMM!!!!!” Yami roared as he stretched in delight in front of the two dumbfounded teens. Yami blinked a few times, and then his eyes caught sight of the mutilated Kaiba doll in Joey's hands. “Oh you brought the Vindaloo doll along with you?” Yami grinned like a Cheshire cat.

 

“Yeah… I need your… help…” Joey looked disturbed when the former Spirit stared at the stuffed, cotton doll hungrily, rubbing his hands together.

 

“Can I play with the dolly?”

 

“No!” the hungry look was replaced with a forlorn one and the spirit Squatted down, drawing random circles on the floor. “Yami, since you know the most about magic, do you know how I can break the spell I cast on Kaiba? If I don't do something about this, I'll risk killing the guy before the day's out; I can't find it anywhere in the book”

 

“Well I know of two ways…”

 

“Really? Tell me!” Joey said excitedly.

 

“The first is to kill the spell caster of the voodoo doll; then Kaiba will be released from the curse.” Joey blinked and blanched.

 

“Um… okay; what's the second?”

 

“Rip off the doll's head!” Yami smiled in anticipation as he watched

Joey make ready to tug the doll's head off when the blonde suddenly glared at him.

 

“You're lying to me again, aren't you?” Yami pouted when he was found out.

 

“I wanted to play football with his head…” he sniffed a few times as he went back to squatting in the corner like a child serving time out. The two taller teens stared at the miniature, former pharaoh, contemplating how far gone the guy's sanity truly was.

 

“Yami, if I promise to talk to Yugi to get you out of the being grounded thing, will you help me? Properly this time” Yami straightened up, looking serious for the first time.

 

“This type of sorcery is an ever-evolving one. There are probably a number of ways to break the spell over Kaiba, but my scrolls are far too outdated for a harmless solution to either you or to him,” Yami replied. “In truth, whether the spell lasts or not is entirely dependant on the will of the spell caster.” The blonde groaned.

 

“In other words, you don't know,” he said as he sat down on Yugi's bed and stared listlessly at the doll. Cheri took the opportunity to lick the nice smelling doll's head. “Get off of him Cheri,” he growled as he brushed a hand through his wild, golden mane, contemplating the chaotic two days. He stared the ancient gypsy book that he carried in his pocket.

 

`If only he hadn't been acting like a prick towards me, I wouldn't have messed with this stuff in the first place…' Joey lay back against the pillows staring at the blue button eyes and the worn down mini trench coat.

 

“What am I gonna do with you Kaiba?”

 

“You could always give him to me so I can play with the dolly,” Yami tried once more, earning a smack upside the head by Tristan. “Meanie!” he muttered towards the brunette, as the golden light of the upside down pyramid flashed again and Yugi came back.

 

“Did he help, Joey?”

 

“Not really,” Joey muttered as he turned on the bed, hugging the Kaiba doll protectively to his chest. He flicked through the book absent-mindedly, staring at the same page where he had first read about the voodoo doll. “I wish that I never had gotten this book. I think that the best thing for me to do is to destroy it or something. Maybe ~that'll~ break the spell.”

 

Immediately, he headed to the park, towards the secluded spot that he often went to during the spring and summer months for some time to himself. However, in his hurry to reach the park and destroy the book, he tripped on his feet, gasping when the mutilated doll once again sailed through the air to land in the fountain he had just passed. “KAIBA!!!” he shrieked as he dove to save the doll.

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After dismissing Mokuba's claim that he needed an exorcist, Kaiba left the office and decided to take a walk in the park in the hopes that it would give him some time to think. However, upon leaving the building, he heard a distant shout of alarm from above him.

 

“LOOK OUT BELOW!!!” the window cleaners screamed as he accidentally knocked the bucket of water from his station, sending it plummeting towards the floor below.

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Joey gasped as the Kaiba doll landed in his hand safe and dry, hovering just above the mucky pond. Holding the doll to his chest, he breathed a sigh of relief that he had spared Seto the embarrassment of getting drenched again.

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Seto blinked a few times as the bucket landed neatly on the head of one of his employees, knocking him unconscious.

 

“Oh no; are you alright?” Mokuba gasped as he tried to tug the bucket off of the man's head. Suddenly, something underneath the employee's jacket caught his eye. Quickly, Mokuba searched the man's pockets and found a load of wires connected to a strange device. “This is a hacking system. Seto! This guy's a hacker. ~He's~ probably the one that's been leaking information about Kaiba Corp!” Mokuba's concern turned to rage and they called the police to arrest the man.

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Sitting underneath a familiar old oak, Jou stared at the book in his hand and took out a lighter from his pocket. He didn't know why he carried the things; he never smoked, but he had always found them useful in the worst kind of situation. He hesitated though when he gazed at the wrinkled, brown sheets of the four-hundred-year-old spell book. It had been passed down in his family for generations, and here he was, about to destroy it in but a few minutes. “I can't risk keeping this. I don't want it ending up ruining someone's life.” Determined to go through with his plan, he held the flame to the ancient pages, and the fire spread over the book, wrinkling it and curling it into ashes. Within minutes, the book was gone. Joey then turned his attention to the Kaiba doll that was in his other pocket. “As for you, I'll make sure that nothing happens to you, even if it kills me.” He hugged the Kaiba doll protectively, sitting back as the dying embers of the book were blown away by the breeze, making his brown eyes heavy with sleep.

 

 

Seto slowly strolled through the park. Sometimes, he just didn't get it. Things had suddenly turned so chaotic in the turn of just two days. What was exactly wrong with him, besides the fact that he was in love with that blonde mutt that sat two desks away from him during maths class. Kaiba sat at one of the many benches in the park as the twittering birds sang their song for the coming of Spring. He growled as two pigeons started pecking the crumbs around his feet. He growled again as one of the pigeons started going around in circles in its courtship dance whilst the other watched. Suddenly, the second pigeon bowed down its head whilst the first, who was obviously male, leapt onto its mate's back and started getting it on.

 

Seto immediately got up to walk away from the display and walked deeper into the more secluded areas of the park, when his cell phone began to ring. Kaiba…” he announced.

 

“Seto? Our men managed to get the hacker to talk. It seems that there was a conspiracy by one of our rival companies to try and steal trade secrets via your personal computer in order to bypass Kaiba Corp's security system. The guys employed are trained professionals and, apparently, there had been many failed attempts to steal Kaiba Corp's secrets. The man said that they had one of their agents stationed as a transfer student at your high school and was about to have him plant a bug on your laptop during fourth period a few days back. However, that failed because you reported to the infirmary just before he could do so.” Seto froze as Mokuba did a run down of the attempts, noticing the way that they had coincided with the strange events of the past few days. “…That mission was terminated when the water pipe incident came up and the students were sent home. Then they tried again, managing somehow to get past your security at the Kaiba mansion. But here's the weird thing: The agent reported that whilst he was trying to hack into your personal database file he was caught by an `indoor tornado' and was thrown out of the window, landing at the penthouse across the street.” Seto's eyes widened as he remembered encountering such a twister in his bathroom. “And then…”

 

“I've heard enough, Mokuba. Just make sure that that man never gets the chance to work anywhere in this town or, in fact, any other town again.” he hung up and sat, dumbfounded by the turn of events. All the humiliation, the embarrassment…whatever was happening had served a purpose that evidentially had saved Kaiba Corp from the greedy hands of its rivals. And although, he had been humiliated in the process, gossip like that usually died down without affecting the shares. In the long run the only thing that was truly damaged was his pride and dignity. He decided for once to not think about that anymore and tried to clear his mind.

 

Suddenly he tensed as he felt the sensations return again; he dreaded what was to happen next but, instead of pain or humiliation, he felt warmth wrap around him as if he was newborn child being embraced by his mother. Relaxing in relief, he carried on his walk through the park and picked up his pace, hoping silently that he could witness something that was a lot more pleasant to his eyes than the two pigeons had been.

 

Kaiba allowed a rare smile creep to his lips when he recognized the soft silky, golden tresses glimmering against the small rays of sunshine that had managed to penetrate through the gaps of the canopy of leaves. A light breeze ruffled the gold tresses gently before they settled down against a perfectly tanned face. As suspected, Joey was asleep, just like the day Seto had taken the picture of him for his screensaver. He edged a little closer to the boy, but faltered, wondering what would happen if the blonde were to wake up and see him. Given their previous interactions, the brunette was almost certain that one of them, most probably himself, would start insulting the other and they'd be caught in a heated and pointless argument. Seto backed away, deciding that he would rather watch forlornly from a distance than risk another exhausting confrontation. Suddenly, his eyes fell upon the figure wrapped in the boy's arms. Seto gasped when he saw the blue button eyes peeking up at him. Chancing a closer look, he moved to within an arms length of the blonde, and silently plucked the plushie from Joey's embrace to stare at it more closely. Remarkably, the brown, pipe-cleaner hair was even and flat, matching with ~his~ hair, whilst the cute, mini-trench coat was wrapped around the body of fabric and fluff. Kaiba's stomach fluttered, and he shook.

 

`Does Joey really think the same?' he thought. So focused was he on the stuffed toy, that he failed to notice both the fact that the sensations of warmth had disappeared and that the blonde slowly rousing from his nap. When he heard a groan from the boy's lips, Seto slipped to the other side of the tree, clutching the doll to his chest as he watched the blonde rub his eyes of sleep, slowly coming to the realization that the thing he'd held so preciously in his arms was gone.

 

“Shit!” Seto heard him exclaim, adding more to his excitement as the other teen searched the ground, rustling the grass beneath the tree. Hoping against all hope, Kaiba felt his heart stir with anticipation as he watched Joey search frantically for his doll. Figuring that the blonde suffered enough he stepped to the side and into the other boy's line of vision.

 

“Looking for this?” he said coolly.

 

“Gah!” Joey yelped. The blonde's eyes widened when he saw what was in his hand. “Kaiba!” he squeaked. Flashing an amused smirk at Joey, Kaiba stared at the doll. “Is this what you really think of me, Mutt?” he mocked sneeringly. Seto mentally winced at his own words. He expected the blonde to be hurt, but hoped to be able to execute his plan before being forced to pull back the blonde in despair. “Should I feel flattered?” he asked.

 

“A d-d-d-d-d-d I-I-I… I'M SORRY!!!” Joey shrieked. Seto blinked; this wasn't the reaction that he'd expected. “I KNOW, I KNOW!!! I SHOULDN'T HAVE MADE THAT VINDALOO DOLL!!! BUT I BURNT THE BOOK!!! I'VE TAKEN CARE OF IT!!!”

 

“Vindaloo? That's a type of curry,” Seto said, cocking his head in confusion. Realization dawned when he noticed the hole on the doll's groin. “You mean voodoo doll don't you?”

 

“LOOK KAIBA… I'M SORRY! I'M REALLY, REALLY SORRY!!! I DIDN'T KNOW THIS

WAS GOING TO HAPPE! I MEAN… I WANTED IT TO HAPPEN, BUT NOT LIKE THIS! I GOT THIS BOOK, BECAUSE IT WAS PASSED DOWN BY FAMILY, A-A-AND BECAUSE I ASKED MY MOM FOR SOME HELP ON THE GENEALOGY PROJECT AND-”

 

“So ~you~ caused all those events to happen yesterday?” Seto accused.

Joey lowered his head.

 

“Well…yeah… because you were acting like a prick and all. But then a lot of stuff's happened these past two days and, well, I got to know you… in a way… then after… I just wanted to help and…um…” Joey said, staring at the doll.

 

“Because you thought I'd laugh at you if you tried to explain to me that there was a conspiracy to take over Kaiba Corp, so you thought that you'd try to stop it indirectly? Nice plan, Wheeler, despite the fact that it caused me to be utterly and totally humiliated in public.”

 

“I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to… eh? Come again?” Joey raised an eyebrow as the brunette stepped closer to him.

 

“A hacker that was leaking information about Kaiba Corp was caught earlier today, and he had explained that there were many other attempts to try and get some of Kaiba Corp's trade secrets via my personal computer. If it hadn't been for these bizarre occurrences, they might have succeeded” Joey's jaw dropped like a stone.

 

“W-w-wait hold on just-“he was interrupted by the brunette.

 

“To be honest, I don't know whether to be pissed off at you for embarrassing me, or thankful because you prevented something happening to my company.”

 

“There was a conspiracy?” the blonde uttered. However the words never reached the CEO's ears, for he was too wrapped up in his thoughts on the doll.

 

“Do you… do you hate me Wheeler?” the brunette asked. Joey's mouth gaped like a goldfish taken out of its bowl. He was so caught up with the whirling thoughts caused by Kaiba's postulations that he never noticed how close the brunette was to him.

 

“Well, no I...” he was silenced when the brunette's lips brushed against his own.

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Things grew slowly and unsteady between the new couple as the months rolled by. Eventually, however the blonde was asked to spend a few nights at his new boyfriend's mansion. Surprisingly, his father had supported the invitation although he made sure that Joey made a large batch of his hangover cure, filling up three, four litre bottles of the stuff. Despite the fact that they'd been together for months, Joey was still a little shocked that the brunette had dismissed the voodoo doll incident.

 

“But all those things that happened to you…” he had said. “The pains, the water pipe, the indoor tornado”

 

“Are just very well timed coincidences,” Seto had replied. “Magic doesn't exist.” Joey rolled his eyes.

 

`Yeesh Yami was right… he's head ~is~ as thick as concrete when it comes to magic.' Joey had thought. `He refuses to believe in it.' However, when he had tried to prove the magic to Seto, the doll had ceased to have its affect on the brunette.

 

`I guess destroying the book was really the answer to breaking the spell' he mused as he went about packing up the things he wanted to take with him. Smiling, he picked up the Kaiba doll. He had developed an attachment to the handmade plushie. Cuddling it, he put the doll into his bag when Malcolm came in with a package.

 

“Son, this just came in for you,” he said. Joey stared at the white package and began ripping it apart to see the contents.

 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!” Seto rushed towards the

screaming blonde cowering in the corner of his minute room.

 

“What is it?” Joey pointed at the large crumpled book on his bed amidst the ripped paper. Seto blinked as he stared at the contents of the book and cringed. “Gall stone of goat and poisonous sac of a snake… for a love potion?”

 

“T-t-t-that thing… I burnt it! I burnt it because it caused all the trouble of the voodoo doll…” Seto rolled his eyes and knelt by the blonde's side.

 

“Look, Puppy, how many times have I told you: magic and voodoo dolls don't work? They do not exist!” Seto smiled as he scoffed at the needle contained within the book. “Look I'll prove it again… where's that doll? ah here it is.” He held the needle, ready to deal the killer blow on the Kaiba doll.

 

“NO SETO DON-” the instant he stabbed the doll, Kaiba's smug smile turned into shock as the dreaded blunt spoon to the groin feeling returned with a vengeance and his screams of pains echoed across the street.

 

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“Mr. Wheeler would you like to come have dinner with us tonight? We're having Indian takeaway,” Mokuba asked as he offered the man a ride to work in his limo.

 

“Cool… I'd love to join you guys… What are we having?” Mokuba looked

thoughtful and smiled.

 

“Vindaloo!” he replied.