※ Part Twelve: Bus Ride
※ Warnings - I think we give the Millennium Rod a break for now, though there will be other thoughts in the future. A few bad words, which I already mentioned, a mean Ryou, protective Yami Malik (1, 2, 3 awwwww)
- just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
After waiting for about an hour in a sheltered bus stop a bus finally arrived, much to the relief of the two full-grown boys. Every time the lightning flashed or the thunder cracked, Malik, Yami Malik and Ryou would hold onto the two older boys and Yami Malik had practically torn Yami’s shirt off trying to hide under his jacket.
The group sat at the very back of the city bus, not wanting to gain any more attention besides the attention that all cute little chibis got. There were quite a few others on the bus and they looked at the three small boys as they passed. The five of them sat quietly, Ryou beside Yami Bakura with Malik between him and Yami and then Yami Malik on the other side of the pharaoh.
Ryou yawned as he cuddled up to Yami Bakura shivering. He hadn’t been wearing shoes when they left the game shop, or socks for that matter and now his little feet, along with the rest of him were cold. Brown eyes looked up at his other half. “Batuwa, I’m code.” The little boy sniffed, his nose stuffed up.
“Me too.” Malik whined and Yami Malik nodded as he got up and crawled into Yami Yugi’s lap, pulling his light up too.
“Oh, those are just the sweetest little boys I’ve ever seen!” An old woman in the seat in front of the group turned around and smiled. “Twins? And your brother?” She pointed to Malik and his yami and then Ryou.
Yami Bakura and Yami glanced at each other then nodded.
“They’re all just so cute!” She smiled and Yami Bakura tensed.
“Wook wady, don’t call me cute!” Ryou practically yelled, getting everybody’s attention.
Yami Bakura put a hand over Ryou’s mouth and laughed nervously. “Sorry ma’am, um, he gets mad at everyone who calls him cute, even our parents.” The tomb robber quickly lied and the woman seemed to accept it.
“Onwy Batuwa can call me cute.” Ryou pulled the hand away from his face.
“Hey, what’s that kid chewing on?” A man’s voice came from further up front and he came over and grabbed the Millennium Rod from Chibi Malik. “This thing is sharp! He shouldn’t be chewing on it!” The man glared at Yami.
Malik cried out, reaching for his item. “Mine!” He sniffed then began to cry.
“I’ll get it fo’ you aibou!” Yami Malik jumped off of Yami’s lap and stormed over to the man who was holding the Millennium Rod. “Give that back to my wight!” The small boy demanded.
“You’re wight? Oh, light.” The man was confused, then laughed, “Oh, I get it, he’s the good twin and you’re the bad twin right?”
“Meany-head!” Ryou yelled at the man.
“Yeah! Yous is bad.” Yami Malik growled as he stomped on the man’s foot, causing him to drop the Millennium Rod. It was about to land on top of Yami Malik’s head but Yami caught it and handed it back to the sniffling Malik.
“What the fuck’s going on back there?” The bus driver pulled the bus over and stood up from his seat.
All three chibis gasped. “He said bad wowd!” They all accused.
“So you’re the problems here? Get off my bus now!” The fat driver looked as though he were about to explode.
“Sir, we live far away from here and it’s still raining, you can’t just throw three little kids out in the cold!” Yami reasoned.
“Oh no? Watch me? Get off the god damned bus!” He yelled and the group quickly made a beeline for the back door of the bus.
As soon as the door closed behind them, the bus took off, splashing them in the process. “Great.” Yami Bakura sighed as he picked Ryou up. “We’re lost and we have no shelter.” He growled and then ducked as thunder and lightning danced in the sky. Yami Malik and Malik hugged Yami Bakura’s legs as Ryou clung to his neck. He bent down and picked Yami Malik up as Yami gathered Malik into his arms.
“I have a quarter left from the money we took from Malik’s and there’s a phone booth. I know it’s small, but it’s some sort of shelter.” Yami pointed across the street and together they took off running. They piled into the small booth and Yami pulled out a quarter. As he dialed home, Yami Bakura set Yami Malik on the small shelf where the phonebook sat.
“Hello?” Yugi yawned into the phone.
“Yugi, we’re lost.” Yami stated bluntly.
“Yami? What happened? I thought you were at Malik’s.”
“Yeah well…something happened to both Malik and his yami, so we decided to come home, but we got in trouble on the bus we took and now we’re stuck.” Yami explained, looking down at a shivering Malik in his arms, still chewing on the Millennium Rod.
“What happened to Malik and his yami?” Yugi asked the question Yami didn’t want to answer.
“They’re…um…chibis.” Yami replied.
“THEY’RE WHAT!?” Yugi screamed into the phone. Yami had to pull the phone away, causing the three chibis to giggle despite the cold.
“They are chibis. Yami Malik wanted to know the spell so I recited it. It was my fault.” Yami sighed, realizing this. “We’re stuck in a phone booth, is there anyway you can find us? Doesn’t Kaiba have a car?” Yami wondered, he was getting cold too, and Yami Bakura’s lips looked a little blue to him.
“Just a minute.” Yugi sighed and spoke off of the phone for a few seconds. “Yeah, do you know what street you’re on?” He asked.
“Um…just a second.” Yami handed Yami Bakura the phone and Malik then ran out of the phone booth to look for a street sign. After finding one he raced back into the booth. “Park Street. We’re by a gas station.” He shivered, noticing that the gas station was closed. Damning his luck, he sighed into the phone.
“Okay, we’ll be there in a few minutes. Is everyone okay?” Yugi asked.
“So far.” Yami looked at the other four.
“Okay, see you in a few.” Yugi hung up the phone.
“They’ll be a few minutes.” Yami shivered as he took Malik back from Yami Bakura. He also picked up the dejected looking Yami Malik. The two in his arms huddled closer together as Yami found himself huddling closer to Yami Bakura, though Yami Bakura didn’t seem to mind too much since he was doing the same.
The moment however was short lived when Yami Bakura spoke up. “We tell no one about this.” He shivered.
“Agreed.” Yami nodded.
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“What?” Joey blinked when Yugi told the others about what had happened to Malik and his yami. “They’re chibis too? But I thought we’d all take turns.” He looked confused.
“The spell was said at a different time.” Kaiba reminded him, there was no sarcasm in his voice as he looked at Joey. “Though why they both changed…” He began.
“We have to get them, Yami sounded really cold.” Yugi pointed out and he, along with Kaiba, Joey, Tristan, Mokuba, Tea and Mai (who had been called to help) climbed into the back of the limo Kaiba had ordered to come and pick them up.
“Is it just me, or does anyone else, not want to see Malik or his yami as chibis?” Tristan pointed out.
A shudder passed through the car.
They pulled up to the phone booth where they could see shadows from the inside of the fogged up glass. “Wonder what they’re up to…” Kaiba stated, not seeing the jealousy flashing through Yugi’s violet eyes.
With that thought Yugi rolled down the window and yelled out. “Yami! We’re here! Get in the car!”
The door to the booth opened and the two yamis ran out carrying three children. The car door opened and they all fell in, not caring that they had landed on the floor and had everyone staring at them.
“T-turn on the h-heat.” Yami shivered as he held the two children closer for warmth.
Malik sniffed, as he pulled the Rod out of his mouth…or tried to. “Ah! Ha od ith thuck in m’ outh!” He whined and then began to cry. Yami Malik tried to comfort him, but Malik just ignored him.
“Hold on.” Tristan picked the boy up and held the dripping child in his arms. “Don’t try to pull it off your lip or it will really hurt. Just give it a few minutes to warm up in here okay? It will come off then.” He promised and the little boy nodded through his tears. Tristan soon realized that holding one of the platinum haired boys, meant that he had to hold both of them, for Yami Malik joined his ‘brother’ on Tristan’s lap, not caring that he was soaking the older boy in the process.
Ryou giggled from Yami Bakura’s arms. “T-T-Twistan wet himself.” He giggled again; causing both of the Malik’s to giggle as well.
“Are you guys okay?” Mai asked, scaring both Yami and Yami Bakura. “I was called to help.” She explained when they looked at her as if they had seen a ghost.
“We’re fine.” Yami Bakura mumbled, burying his face in Ryou’s damp hair. He was tired.
“Yami?” Yugi looked at his other half.
“Nothing food won’t fix.” Yami smiled, trying to make his light feel better.
“I’m hungwy!” Yami Malik suddenly stated, soon followed by the other two chibis. Yami Bakura would have said something, but the tomb robber had fallen asleep. Ryou looked up; seeing that his darkness had fallen asleep he gently moved out of his arms and pushed him so he was lying on his side. Gently kissing his cheek, Ryou let him sleep and then crawled over to Yami, who picked him up and hugged him to keep him warm.
“We’ll get you guys something to eat after we get you home and dried.” Yugi promised and that calmed the children down.
“Ah!” Malik suddenly cried out, happy that the Rod had finally come loose and it was no longer stuck to his lip.
“They’re all so cute.” Mai smiled, only to have all three chibis turn and glare at her.
“Don’t call me cute.” They all said at the same time.