[YGO Fic] Chibi For A Day - Part Seventeen
※ Part Seventeen : Chibi Mokuba Decides to Grow Up
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
“What’d ya get me?” Ryou asked as he fell onto Yugi’s bed and watched Yami Bakura, who stood by the door.
“Check it out yourself.” Yami Bakura growled as he threw the bag at his other half. Ryou giggled and caught it and then opened the bag and pulled out the plushie.
Staring at it he didn’t know what to say. “Bakura…this…thank you.” He said, then hugged the Change of Heart to his chest and Yami Bakura couldn’t help but wish that it was him within those arms.
Not used to being thanked for anything, Yami Bakura almost forgot what to say in reply. “You’re welcome.” He finally mumbled as Ryou got off of the bed and crept over to him. Seeing his other half was staring at him Yami Bakura couldn’t help but blush. “What?” He snapped, but unconsciously backed up against the wall.
“Nothing.” Ryou shook his head. “You’re just really confusing.” He shrugged, coming yet even closer. “You have changed, for the better, and yet you don’t want anyone to know.” He shook his head, strands of white hair hanging in his face.
Just as Yami Bakura brushed them away with a tentative hand and leaned in a little closer to Ryou’s face there came pounding on the door.
“Wyou! We’we hungwy! Come make suppew!” Mokuba’s voice yelled through the door.
Ryou backed away and smiled before opening the door and leaving Yami Bakura alone.
“Just like only I can call you cute Ryou, only you can see my soft side.” Yami Bakura mumbled to himself as he leaned against the wall.
***
“Mokuba! I told you not to bother them, who knows what you would have walked in on.” Kaiba growled, though there was a teasing spark in his normally cold eyes.
Ryou only rolled his eyes as he shook his head. He stopped before going into the kitchen and looked down at the plushie in his arms. He gently stroked the wing on the dark side, then gently set the plushie on the plush chair beside the Dark Magician and Flame Swordsman before going into the kitchen to start supper.
“Mokuba, can you stop hitting me with that stupid stuffed animal?” Joey asked as he tried to finish his math homework.
Mokuba gasped. “Seto! Joey just called the Bwue Eyes White Dwagon stupid!” He began to cry and ran to his brother, holding onto his shirt tightly.
Kaiba sighed and patted Mokuba on the head. “It’s okay Mokuba. Joey didn’t mean it.” He shot a glare at Joey and wished his brother wasn’t such a crybaby. He then noticed the tomb robber coming down the stairs. “How did you pay for all of these Yami Bakura?” He wondered, having noticed that the price tag on the Blue Eyes hadn’t been ripped off as the others had been.
Yami Bakura blinked at the question, then grinned, “Oh yeah. Here, this belongs to you.” He said, handing Kaiba his Master Card.
Kaiba look at it and his eyes went wide. “Where did you get that from? You thief!” He growled, grabbing the card.
“Hey, Mokuba stole it, I didn’t.” Yami Bakura growled back, glaring at the CEO. Then he smirked. “I just took the advantage and used it.” He shrugged, then joined his other half in the kitchen.
“So, um, yeah.” Yugi interrupted before Kaiba could go into the kitchen and attempt to kill Yami Bakura. He turned to Yami, who happened to be lying across the couch with both blonde Egyptians on his legs. “When did Malik and his yami turn? So we know when they’ll turn back.”
Yami thought. “I think it was about midnight.” He replied.
Joey suddenly let out a really loud yawn. “I’m bored. Hey Yug, let’s duel.” He suggested.
“Alright.” Yugi nodded, “I’ve gotta go get my deck.” He said and ran up the stairs. A minute later he came back down acting very un-Yugi like. “Alright! Who the hell touched me deck?” He growled.
“Mokuba and Yami Malik were playing with the cards.” Yami Bakura had heard this from the kitchen.
“Yeah, the Mys’ical Elf was gonna mawwy the Dawk Mashishon but Yami Mawik wouldn’t wet dem.” Mokuba pouted to his older brother.
Yami (who was actually playing with Malik, but of course would never admit it) spoke. “But the Dark Magician doesn’t like the Mystical Elf, he likes the Celtic Guardian. Everyone knows that.”
“Well excuse us for not being in tune with the Shadow Realm!” Kaiba growled. “You can damn well sit on the Dark Magician’s pointy hat for all I care.” Everyone stopped and blinked at Kaiba. “Um…never mind.” He mumbled. He hated not knowing things. He could now just imagine the Blue Eyes White Dragon being with the Red Eyes Black Dragon. Come to think of it, that wouldn’t be so bad…
“Okay guys, stop fighting and come and eat.” Ryou interrupted everyone as he came into the living room.
“Yay! Food!” Mokuba jumped up and ran into the kitchen, soon followed by everyone else. The meal went well, considering there were no peas. Although Malik did find out that his Millennium Rod made a very good catapult when using mashed potatoes as ammunition.
“Really Yami, mashed potato is really becoming of you.” Yami Bakura said so seriously that Yami almost jumped across the table to strangle him, but luckily Yugi was holding him back.
That night, after finally getting Mokuba and Malik and his yami to bed everyone just breathed a sigh of relief. (This could have been because Tea had gone home, but I’m not sure.) Unfortunately, Joey reminded everyone that someone new would be chibi tomorrow, and that tomorrow, they’d also have to deal with a normal Malik and his yami. And a normal Malik was scarier than a chibi Malik.
So, they all trudged to their respective sleeping arrangements, (by some means Joey was still sharing a bed with Kaiba and a chibi Mokuba.) Yami went to sleep almost immediately; his arms wrapped around his other half protectively and a soft smile on Yugi’s face as he slept peacefully.
Yami Bakura found himself a little nervous suddenly, realizing that he was still sleeping with Ryou. Sensing his other’s distress Ryou sighed, “I won’t bite Yami.” He smiled softly as he patted the mattress beside him. Then he grinned. “Hard.”
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
“What’d ya get me?” Ryou asked as he fell onto Yugi’s bed and watched Yami Bakura, who stood by the door.
“Check it out yourself.” Yami Bakura growled as he threw the bag at his other half. Ryou giggled and caught it and then opened the bag and pulled out the plushie.
Staring at it he didn’t know what to say. “Bakura…this…thank you.” He said, then hugged the Change of Heart to his chest and Yami Bakura couldn’t help but wish that it was him within those arms.
Not used to being thanked for anything, Yami Bakura almost forgot what to say in reply. “You’re welcome.” He finally mumbled as Ryou got off of the bed and crept over to him. Seeing his other half was staring at him Yami Bakura couldn’t help but blush. “What?” He snapped, but unconsciously backed up against the wall.
“Nothing.” Ryou shook his head. “You’re just really confusing.” He shrugged, coming yet even closer. “You have changed, for the better, and yet you don’t want anyone to know.” He shook his head, strands of white hair hanging in his face.
Just as Yami Bakura brushed them away with a tentative hand and leaned in a little closer to Ryou’s face there came pounding on the door.
“Wyou! We’we hungwy! Come make suppew!” Mokuba’s voice yelled through the door.
Ryou backed away and smiled before opening the door and leaving Yami Bakura alone.
“Just like only I can call you cute Ryou, only you can see my soft side.” Yami Bakura mumbled to himself as he leaned against the wall.
***
“Mokuba! I told you not to bother them, who knows what you would have walked in on.” Kaiba growled, though there was a teasing spark in his normally cold eyes.
Ryou only rolled his eyes as he shook his head. He stopped before going into the kitchen and looked down at the plushie in his arms. He gently stroked the wing on the dark side, then gently set the plushie on the plush chair beside the Dark Magician and Flame Swordsman before going into the kitchen to start supper.
“Mokuba, can you stop hitting me with that stupid stuffed animal?” Joey asked as he tried to finish his math homework.
Mokuba gasped. “Seto! Joey just called the Bwue Eyes White Dwagon stupid!” He began to cry and ran to his brother, holding onto his shirt tightly.
Kaiba sighed and patted Mokuba on the head. “It’s okay Mokuba. Joey didn’t mean it.” He shot a glare at Joey and wished his brother wasn’t such a crybaby. He then noticed the tomb robber coming down the stairs. “How did you pay for all of these Yami Bakura?” He wondered, having noticed that the price tag on the Blue Eyes hadn’t been ripped off as the others had been.
Yami Bakura blinked at the question, then grinned, “Oh yeah. Here, this belongs to you.” He said, handing Kaiba his Master Card.
Kaiba look at it and his eyes went wide. “Where did you get that from? You thief!” He growled, grabbing the card.
“Hey, Mokuba stole it, I didn’t.” Yami Bakura growled back, glaring at the CEO. Then he smirked. “I just took the advantage and used it.” He shrugged, then joined his other half in the kitchen.
“So, um, yeah.” Yugi interrupted before Kaiba could go into the kitchen and attempt to kill Yami Bakura. He turned to Yami, who happened to be lying across the couch with both blonde Egyptians on his legs. “When did Malik and his yami turn? So we know when they’ll turn back.”
Yami thought. “I think it was about midnight.” He replied.
Joey suddenly let out a really loud yawn. “I’m bored. Hey Yug, let’s duel.” He suggested.
“Alright.” Yugi nodded, “I’ve gotta go get my deck.” He said and ran up the stairs. A minute later he came back down acting very un-Yugi like. “Alright! Who the hell touched me deck?” He growled.
“Mokuba and Yami Malik were playing with the cards.” Yami Bakura had heard this from the kitchen.
“Yeah, the Mys’ical Elf was gonna mawwy the Dawk Mashishon but Yami Mawik wouldn’t wet dem.” Mokuba pouted to his older brother.
Yami (who was actually playing with Malik, but of course would never admit it) spoke. “But the Dark Magician doesn’t like the Mystical Elf, he likes the Celtic Guardian. Everyone knows that.”
“Well excuse us for not being in tune with the Shadow Realm!” Kaiba growled. “You can damn well sit on the Dark Magician’s pointy hat for all I care.” Everyone stopped and blinked at Kaiba. “Um…never mind.” He mumbled. He hated not knowing things. He could now just imagine the Blue Eyes White Dragon being with the Red Eyes Black Dragon. Come to think of it, that wouldn’t be so bad…
“Okay guys, stop fighting and come and eat.” Ryou interrupted everyone as he came into the living room.
“Yay! Food!” Mokuba jumped up and ran into the kitchen, soon followed by everyone else. The meal went well, considering there were no peas. Although Malik did find out that his Millennium Rod made a very good catapult when using mashed potatoes as ammunition.
“Really Yami, mashed potato is really becoming of you.” Yami Bakura said so seriously that Yami almost jumped across the table to strangle him, but luckily Yugi was holding him back.
That night, after finally getting Mokuba and Malik and his yami to bed everyone just breathed a sigh of relief. (This could have been because Tea had gone home, but I’m not sure.) Unfortunately, Joey reminded everyone that someone new would be chibi tomorrow, and that tomorrow, they’d also have to deal with a normal Malik and his yami. And a normal Malik was scarier than a chibi Malik.
So, they all trudged to their respective sleeping arrangements, (by some means Joey was still sharing a bed with Kaiba and a chibi Mokuba.) Yami went to sleep almost immediately; his arms wrapped around his other half protectively and a soft smile on Yugi’s face as he slept peacefully.
Yami Bakura found himself a little nervous suddenly, realizing that he was still sleeping with Ryou. Sensing his other’s distress Ryou sighed, “I won’t bite Yami.” He smiled softly as he patted the mattress beside him. Then he grinned. “Hard.”