[fic] Theme 002 "Toilet Paper", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: 'Atemu'/Yuugi; PG-13}
La dee doo... I present to you, theme #2!
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Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 002.
Genre: Humour
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: ‘Atemu’/Yuugi
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: A day for freshmen to be assimilated to high school life, and to both Atemu’s delight and horror, he finds something thrilling through a game.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, no, I don’t own it.
Spoilers: None. AU again.
Warnings: Despite popular writing conceptions, I’m writing Yuugi as the senior and Atemu as the freshman here. So technically…Yuugi is older than everyone else. You’ll see what I mean as you read along.
Notes: We actually had this activity at my high school, during Transition Day, when the grade 10s would take the morning off to play games on the field. Good times, good times.
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“I’m so glad we’re in the same group, Jou,” Atemu muttered into his ear so his friend could hear him above the noise in the cafeteria.
Jounouchi Katsuya, however, wasn’t one to be discreet.
“Yeah, me too!” He shouted, and Atemu cringed back. “This school’s so huge and there are so many new people…” He cast a look around. “Where’s Honda anyways?”
“Probably in another group and hitting on someone already,” Atemu joked.
“The poor, unfortunate soul,” Jou sighed mockingly. They both laughed. Jounouchi craned his neck and looked at the rest of their group. “Oh, geez, you won’t believe this, Atemu, Anzu’s in this group with us!”
“Do me a favour and don’t broadcast our location?” Atemu hissed. Ever since junior high school the girl has been trying her hardest to win him over… Jou felt and understood the pain. And the annoyance.
“You don’t have to tell me that.”
Atemu nodded his thanks.
“Attention please!” The cafeteria quieted down. The megaphone always had that sort of effect on nervous crowds. “The activities are about to start. Will the team leaders please bring your groups outside on the field to your first booth?”
“Booth? Do you think they have games set up for us?” Atemu’s ruby eyes glinted.
Jounouchi groaned. Atemu has yet been defeated in any game, and he was pretty sure Atemu wouldn’t want to break that lucky streak any time soon.
Their team, given the letter Z, trod over to a station on the far side of the field. Atemu’s interest became more apparent as he saw, to his delight, thirteen games spread out around the field. This meant two teams would have to face each other at any given time. He liked that.
Jou’s incredulous voice cut into his thoughts. “Toilet paper? Two rolls of toilet paper?”
“What?”
“That’s right,” a female drawled. “We give you two rolls of toilet paper and about seven minutes. A person from each team has to be ‘mummified’. Of course, the object of the game is to use as little toilet paper as possible, and cover up the entire person in as little time as possible. Are there any questions so far?”
“Yeah, I do,” a guy piped up. “Do we have to cover our noses and mouths?”
“Oh, no, goodness, no!” She grinned, looking rather evil. Several people shrunk back. “We wouldn’t want to suffocate any of our freshman-victims before they’ve had the real fun around here.”
“Mai, have you finished teasing them yet?” A new voice interrupted, amusement clear in his tone.
Atemu froze. This newcomer…they could pass as twins, except for the subtle differences in appearance. His eyes were wide, unlike the other seniors, and were purple. And not just ordinary purple; they sparkled like gems and Atemu was reminded of glittering amethysts.
“Yuugi, my man! Stop taking the fun out of my work.”
The young man-Yuugi-just laughed. Atemu decided he liked that laugh. “Don’t mind her; she’s just in a particularly good mood. Though why, I’m not exactly sure.” At this he grinned at the assembled freshmen. “She’s harmless, really. Compared to what she did to me two years ago, at least,” he poked her playfully at the side.
She squirmed. “Yuugi Motou, I’m not that terrible! If anyone is, it’s you and your lateness.” Atemu felt like disagreeing; this ‘cute version of him’ was anything but terrible!
“Sure you aren’t,” he laughed again. “And that’s my fault, sorry, had to copy down all my chemistry and biology homework before I lag behind just because you dragged me into volunteering for this. And, my goodness, you wouldn’t believe the number of girls that tried to ambush me when I made my way down here… They’re unbelievable!” He rolled his eyes and shook his head.
Atemu could understand though; he imagined himself lurking in the shadows of some hallway and waiting for the senior to walk past. Then he would pounce…
“Atemu!” Jou jabbed him from behind. “We’re about to start!”
“…your victims yet?” Mai was speaking again, but he had missed the entire first part. It didn’t matter. Yuugi was handing out the rolls and he was coming closer, closer, and closer…
“Hey, WHAT?! I never agreed to being the mummy!” Atemu cried, flailing, and failing, as Jounouchi held him in place.
“Come on, man, if you co-operate we can finish this in a snap and we’ll win!” Jounouchi emphasized ‘win’, trying to persuade him to work together.
“But, but Anzu-” he hissed.
“Atemu, just swallow your damn pride and get it over with, it’ll be over before you know it!”
He faltered and knew he lost his case when he felt toilet paper wounding around and up his legs, his torso, his arms…
The last thing he saw before his eyes got blindfolded was a laughing face, a pair of amused amethysts, and the flash of a camera.
Atemu plotted on how to prevent any of those pictures from being exposed, and one of his plans involved pouncing on a certain unsuspecting senior, who was walking down the hall, oblivious to the shadows, and the fallen-in-love Atemu.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 855
Authoress Notes: A change from the previous drabble, it’s nice, wouldn’t you say?