[YGO Fic] Chibi For A Day - Part Fifteen
※ Part Fifteen: Charge It!
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
Yami Bakura pushed the cart through the isle. He had one little monster sitting in the child’s seat, strapped in safely. Personally, Yami Bakura thought that they needed chains, not this fabric crap. The other little monster was sitting on his shoulders and using handfuls of his hair as reins and covering his eyes sometimes with tiny hands.
“Mokuba!” Yami Bakura growled as Mokuba covered his eyes from behind.
“Sowwy.” The little hands moved away from his eyes, only to grab his ears. As Yami Bakura began to plot Kaiba’s demise, (Kaiba’s because he certainly couldn’t kill a chibi), they walked down the toy isle.
“There!” Yami Malik pointed to the stuffed animal section of the isle. Yami Bakura stopped in front of it with a shudder. This really was too domestic for him.
“Hurry up and pick one already.” Yami Bakura mumbled as he pulled Mokuba off of him and placed him in the cart before lifting Yami Malik up and placing him on the floor. The small boy looked around for the perfect stuffed animal and he finally found it.
Holding it up, Yami Bakura realized that it was D. Human from Duel Monsters, in fact all the stuffed animals were monsters from the game. As he placed the toy in the back of the cart his eyes caught another one of the animals. It was Change of Heart and he suddenly thought of Ryou.
“I’m going to be nice for once. Just this one time.” He promised himself and grabbed the toy off of the shelf. He didn’t forget about Mokuba either and he let the child pick out one for himself. Yami Bakura raised an eyebrow. “Surprise, surprise.” He mumbled as Mokuba choked a Blue Eyes White Dragon.
Creepy innocent lavender eyes looked up at him (creepy only because Yami Bakura knew the owner). “What about Yugi, Yami, Joey, Twistan, Seto and Tea?”
“Yeah.” Mokuba pointed out.
“I don’t have enough money for everyone!” Yami Bakura growled.
“Money? Why use money when I stole this outta my brother’s wallet?” Mokuba asked as he pulled out Kaiba’s Master Card.
Yami Bakura blinked at the gray card then grinned. “I like ya kid.” He said. “Alright, what’s Yugi’s favourite card? Oh yeah, that’s a dumb question.” He mumbled.
Soon the cart was filled with D. Human, Change of Heart, Mokuba, a Blue Eyes White Dragon (he’d share with his brother), the Dark Magician, the Celtic Guardian, the Flame Swordsman, Cyber Commander, and the Magician of Faith.
Now, to carry all of the crap, and the two kids home.
***
Once back home, Yami Bakura found Ryou sleeping on the couch with Malik wrapped in a blanket, asleep across Ryou’s chest and he was sucking on the Rod again. Telling the two other chibis to be quiet, he took them upstairs to play. Once the two were amused, Yami Bakura left the guestroom and went to the kitchen. It was almost lunchtime and he was hungry. Knowing this, he figured the others would be too.
He was suddenly glad that Ryou had insisted on him learning how to use modern day equipment. This would be easy…
Well, it would have been easy if he didn’t have to stop everything to break up the fighting coming from up the stairs. He turned the stove down and ran up the stairs after making sure Ryou and Malik were still sleeping. He wouldn’t have admitted it, but they looked kinda…sweet, lying like that together.
The guestroom was devoid of any life, except for that annoying Blue Eyes White Dragon staring up at him. There was a sound from Yugi’s room and Yami Bakura rushed into the other room to find the two on the floor at the end of Yugi’s bed with Yugi’s dueling deck all over the floor!
It took Yami Bakura a second to realize that they weren’t just scattered, they had been set up in a certain order. The cards had all been lined up in sections, as if they were sitting and waiting for something, or watching something. He saw that the Summoned Skull was facing them, they were watching him. But in front of him lay the Dark Magician and the Mystical Elf.
“What are you doing in here?” Yami Bakura said, interrupting the fighting between the two chibis.
“The Mys’ical Elf is ‘bout ta mawwy the Dawk Mashishon, but Yami Mawik don’t want ‘em to.” Mokuba rolled his eyes.
Yami Bakura sweatdropped as Yami Malik spoke up. “But the Dawk Mashishon don‘t wike the Mys’ical Elf! He wikes the Celdic Gawden!” The small boy insisted. “It’s twue! They’we togetha in the Sadow Wealm. Batuwa!” The small yami whined.
“I know, I know, but neither of you are supposed to be in here and Yugi’s deck is off limits. If any of those cards, especially the Dark Magician were to get wreaked I’d have to face Yami’s wrath, then Yugi’s and then Ryou’s for letting you deface his friend’s deck.” Yami Bakura picked them both up by their shirts. (The Malik’s had picked clothes out of the bag in the bathroom.)
“Awight.” Mokuba sighed as the two trudged down the stairs. “I’m hungwy.” The dejected chibi announced and Yami Malik was quick to agree.
“In the kitchen, the soup should be warmed enough.” Yami Bakura mumbled as he pushed the two toward the kitchen. Yeah, he warmed up soup. What? He’s not exactly a chef here.
While the two sat at the table Yami Bakura got everything ready for them and placed two bowls in front of them. Just as the older boy sat down to eat, he heard a light ‘thunk’ from the living room and it was followed by an “Ouch!”
A few seconds later Ryou appeared holding Malik and rubbing his forehead. He sat down in a chair.
“I sowwy.” Malik sniffed.
Ryou just shook his head. “It’s okay.” He mumbled, though Yami Bakura knew he was in pain of some sort. Seeing the confused look on his yami’s face, Ryou decided to explain. “He hit me with the Rod.” He mumbled. “Probably paying me back.”
Yami Bakura didn’t say anything; he would have laughed out loud if he even opened his mouth, hey, he could love the kid, but it was still funny. So instead, he got up and grabbed a bowl of soup for Ryou. There was only enough soup left for one more person, but Ryou shared with Malik.
Ryou was about to say something when another person entered the room, ignoring everyone at the table. Yami yawned as he turned on the coffeepot then turned around for his precious liquid to be ready. Leaning on the counter he crossed his arms and stared at the faces staring at him. “What?” He asked.
Yami Bakura clenched his teeth. “You mean to tell me that you’ve been here all along?” He was struggling to keep his voice down.
“Yep.” Yami yawned.
“Stupid pharaoh.” Yami Bakura growled under his breath but decided against doing anything that involved violence in front of the chibis. Truth be told, the little buggers were beginning to grow on him.
Damn it all. He was getting soft.
When everyone was finished lunch, (or their second cup of coffee) they moved to the living room while Ryou did the dishes. He insisted because he didn’t want anyone to break anything. So while Yami Bakura held a sick Malik (who was still sucking on the Millennium Rod) Yami played with Yami Malik and Mokuba. He was attacking them with the Blue Eyes White Dragon that Mokuba had dragged down the stairs.
Suddenly Yami Malik remembered D. Human and ran up the stairs to grab the toy. He carried it back down the stairs and raced toward his other half. “Hewe.” He handed Malik the toy.
Malik gasped as his eyes went big at the toy. He grinned and wrapped his arms around the toy, which was practically as big as he was. “Tanks!” He squeezed the poor Duel Monster. Yami Malik looked pleased with himself for picking out a toy that his other would like so much. But with that done, he rejoined Mokuba and Yami.
“How much does Ryou remember?” Yami suddenly asked as the two decided that they’d had enough of the game and ran upstairs, taking the dragon with them.
Yami Bakura remembered the last thing Ryou had asked him before he had gone to check up on Malik and Yami Malik. “Enough.” He replied. “More than the others.” He shrugged.
“He was a little older than both Tea and Tristan. Yami Malik and Mokuba will probably remember quite a bit as well, Malik on the other hand probably won’t remember any of it.” Yami shrugged as he carefully pulled the Millennium Rod out of Malik’s mouth.
The chibi had fallen asleep again and the Rod was tucked under his arm with a wing tip in his mouth. Yami really didn’t want the child to get hurt with the sharp end in his mouth. This woke the chibi up and he looked around confused, having completely forgotten about the Rod. He looked up and whispered something to Yami Bakura.
At the look on the tomb robber’s face Yami was curious. “What?” He wondered.
“Malik has to go to the bathroom.” He mumbled; wondering what it was about him that Chibi’s liked. Nobody else liked him. Well, except for Ryou, but he was an idiot.
“I’ll take him.” Yami gently took Malik from Yami Bakura and left the room.
Yawning to himself, (he had had an early morning) Yami Bakura lay across the floor on his back and closed his eyes. A few seconds after he felt a body curl up next to his and a head rested on his chest. Cracking one of his eyes open, he saw that Ryou had finished with the dishes and had curled up beside him. Figuring he’d let the boy sleep, considering that he was sick Yami Bakura sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
Yami came back a few minutes later and he couldn’t help but smirk at the scene in front of him. He lay across the couch with Malik and waited for the chibi to fall asleep. “You’re getting soft Bakura.” Yami mentioned.
Yami Bakura snorted. “I’ve seen him as a chibi. I’d like to see you be mean once you’ve seen your hikari running around naked.”
Yami raised an eyebrow. “I’d just like to see that.” He mumbled.
Yami Bakura snorted again and held back the remark that almost slipped passed him.
Damn it.
He was getting soft.
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
Yami Bakura pushed the cart through the isle. He had one little monster sitting in the child’s seat, strapped in safely. Personally, Yami Bakura thought that they needed chains, not this fabric crap. The other little monster was sitting on his shoulders and using handfuls of his hair as reins and covering his eyes sometimes with tiny hands.
“Mokuba!” Yami Bakura growled as Mokuba covered his eyes from behind.
“Sowwy.” The little hands moved away from his eyes, only to grab his ears. As Yami Bakura began to plot Kaiba’s demise, (Kaiba’s because he certainly couldn’t kill a chibi), they walked down the toy isle.
“There!” Yami Malik pointed to the stuffed animal section of the isle. Yami Bakura stopped in front of it with a shudder. This really was too domestic for him.
“Hurry up and pick one already.” Yami Bakura mumbled as he pulled Mokuba off of him and placed him in the cart before lifting Yami Malik up and placing him on the floor. The small boy looked around for the perfect stuffed animal and he finally found it.
Holding it up, Yami Bakura realized that it was D. Human from Duel Monsters, in fact all the stuffed animals were monsters from the game. As he placed the toy in the back of the cart his eyes caught another one of the animals. It was Change of Heart and he suddenly thought of Ryou.
“I’m going to be nice for once. Just this one time.” He promised himself and grabbed the toy off of the shelf. He didn’t forget about Mokuba either and he let the child pick out one for himself. Yami Bakura raised an eyebrow. “Surprise, surprise.” He mumbled as Mokuba choked a Blue Eyes White Dragon.
Creepy innocent lavender eyes looked up at him (creepy only because Yami Bakura knew the owner). “What about Yugi, Yami, Joey, Twistan, Seto and Tea?”
“Yeah.” Mokuba pointed out.
“I don’t have enough money for everyone!” Yami Bakura growled.
“Money? Why use money when I stole this outta my brother’s wallet?” Mokuba asked as he pulled out Kaiba’s Master Card.
Yami Bakura blinked at the gray card then grinned. “I like ya kid.” He said. “Alright, what’s Yugi’s favourite card? Oh yeah, that’s a dumb question.” He mumbled.
Soon the cart was filled with D. Human, Change of Heart, Mokuba, a Blue Eyes White Dragon (he’d share with his brother), the Dark Magician, the Celtic Guardian, the Flame Swordsman, Cyber Commander, and the Magician of Faith.
Now, to carry all of the crap, and the two kids home.
***
Once back home, Yami Bakura found Ryou sleeping on the couch with Malik wrapped in a blanket, asleep across Ryou’s chest and he was sucking on the Rod again. Telling the two other chibis to be quiet, he took them upstairs to play. Once the two were amused, Yami Bakura left the guestroom and went to the kitchen. It was almost lunchtime and he was hungry. Knowing this, he figured the others would be too.
He was suddenly glad that Ryou had insisted on him learning how to use modern day equipment. This would be easy…
Well, it would have been easy if he didn’t have to stop everything to break up the fighting coming from up the stairs. He turned the stove down and ran up the stairs after making sure Ryou and Malik were still sleeping. He wouldn’t have admitted it, but they looked kinda…sweet, lying like that together.
The guestroom was devoid of any life, except for that annoying Blue Eyes White Dragon staring up at him. There was a sound from Yugi’s room and Yami Bakura rushed into the other room to find the two on the floor at the end of Yugi’s bed with Yugi’s dueling deck all over the floor!
It took Yami Bakura a second to realize that they weren’t just scattered, they had been set up in a certain order. The cards had all been lined up in sections, as if they were sitting and waiting for something, or watching something. He saw that the Summoned Skull was facing them, they were watching him. But in front of him lay the Dark Magician and the Mystical Elf.
“What are you doing in here?” Yami Bakura said, interrupting the fighting between the two chibis.
“The Mys’ical Elf is ‘bout ta mawwy the Dawk Mashishon, but Yami Mawik don’t want ‘em to.” Mokuba rolled his eyes.
Yami Bakura sweatdropped as Yami Malik spoke up. “But the Dawk Mashishon don‘t wike the Mys’ical Elf! He wikes the Celdic Gawden!” The small boy insisted. “It’s twue! They’we togetha in the Sadow Wealm. Batuwa!” The small yami whined.
“I know, I know, but neither of you are supposed to be in here and Yugi’s deck is off limits. If any of those cards, especially the Dark Magician were to get wreaked I’d have to face Yami’s wrath, then Yugi’s and then Ryou’s for letting you deface his friend’s deck.” Yami Bakura picked them both up by their shirts. (The Malik’s had picked clothes out of the bag in the bathroom.)
“Awight.” Mokuba sighed as the two trudged down the stairs. “I’m hungwy.” The dejected chibi announced and Yami Malik was quick to agree.
“In the kitchen, the soup should be warmed enough.” Yami Bakura mumbled as he pushed the two toward the kitchen. Yeah, he warmed up soup. What? He’s not exactly a chef here.
While the two sat at the table Yami Bakura got everything ready for them and placed two bowls in front of them. Just as the older boy sat down to eat, he heard a light ‘thunk’ from the living room and it was followed by an “Ouch!”
A few seconds later Ryou appeared holding Malik and rubbing his forehead. He sat down in a chair.
“I sowwy.” Malik sniffed.
Ryou just shook his head. “It’s okay.” He mumbled, though Yami Bakura knew he was in pain of some sort. Seeing the confused look on his yami’s face, Ryou decided to explain. “He hit me with the Rod.” He mumbled. “Probably paying me back.”
Yami Bakura didn’t say anything; he would have laughed out loud if he even opened his mouth, hey, he could love the kid, but it was still funny. So instead, he got up and grabbed a bowl of soup for Ryou. There was only enough soup left for one more person, but Ryou shared with Malik.
Ryou was about to say something when another person entered the room, ignoring everyone at the table. Yami yawned as he turned on the coffeepot then turned around for his precious liquid to be ready. Leaning on the counter he crossed his arms and stared at the faces staring at him. “What?” He asked.
Yami Bakura clenched his teeth. “You mean to tell me that you’ve been here all along?” He was struggling to keep his voice down.
“Yep.” Yami yawned.
“Stupid pharaoh.” Yami Bakura growled under his breath but decided against doing anything that involved violence in front of the chibis. Truth be told, the little buggers were beginning to grow on him.
Damn it all. He was getting soft.
When everyone was finished lunch, (or their second cup of coffee) they moved to the living room while Ryou did the dishes. He insisted because he didn’t want anyone to break anything. So while Yami Bakura held a sick Malik (who was still sucking on the Millennium Rod) Yami played with Yami Malik and Mokuba. He was attacking them with the Blue Eyes White Dragon that Mokuba had dragged down the stairs.
Suddenly Yami Malik remembered D. Human and ran up the stairs to grab the toy. He carried it back down the stairs and raced toward his other half. “Hewe.” He handed Malik the toy.
Malik gasped as his eyes went big at the toy. He grinned and wrapped his arms around the toy, which was practically as big as he was. “Tanks!” He squeezed the poor Duel Monster. Yami Malik looked pleased with himself for picking out a toy that his other would like so much. But with that done, he rejoined Mokuba and Yami.
“How much does Ryou remember?” Yami suddenly asked as the two decided that they’d had enough of the game and ran upstairs, taking the dragon with them.
Yami Bakura remembered the last thing Ryou had asked him before he had gone to check up on Malik and Yami Malik. “Enough.” He replied. “More than the others.” He shrugged.
“He was a little older than both Tea and Tristan. Yami Malik and Mokuba will probably remember quite a bit as well, Malik on the other hand probably won’t remember any of it.” Yami shrugged as he carefully pulled the Millennium Rod out of Malik’s mouth.
The chibi had fallen asleep again and the Rod was tucked under his arm with a wing tip in his mouth. Yami really didn’t want the child to get hurt with the sharp end in his mouth. This woke the chibi up and he looked around confused, having completely forgotten about the Rod. He looked up and whispered something to Yami Bakura.
At the look on the tomb robber’s face Yami was curious. “What?” He wondered.
“Malik has to go to the bathroom.” He mumbled; wondering what it was about him that Chibi’s liked. Nobody else liked him. Well, except for Ryou, but he was an idiot.
“I’ll take him.” Yami gently took Malik from Yami Bakura and left the room.
Yawning to himself, (he had had an early morning) Yami Bakura lay across the floor on his back and closed his eyes. A few seconds after he felt a body curl up next to his and a head rested on his chest. Cracking one of his eyes open, he saw that Ryou had finished with the dishes and had curled up beside him. Figuring he’d let the boy sleep, considering that he was sick Yami Bakura sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
Yami came back a few minutes later and he couldn’t help but smirk at the scene in front of him. He lay across the couch with Malik and waited for the chibi to fall asleep. “You’re getting soft Bakura.” Yami mentioned.
Yami Bakura snorted. “I’ve seen him as a chibi. I’d like to see you be mean once you’ve seen your hikari running around naked.”
Yami raised an eyebrow. “I’d just like to see that.” He mumbled.
Yami Bakura snorted again and held back the remark that almost slipped passed him.
Damn it.
He was getting soft.