Steph: I am currently locked in my room, bing held on my bed, and not bing allowed to eat or drink until I update. *glares at Heba*
Heba: I'm sick of all this waiting. Even Yugi was planning on forcing you to write...
Steph: YUGI MOTO!!!!!
Yugi: *walks in yawning* What...?
Yami: This had better be good. You woke us up.
Steph: Yami, I didn't ask for you, but since you're here, can you get Atemu?
Yami: *sighs* Fine *leaves*
Steph: Bye! *turns to Yugi* We need to talk.
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Yugi's P.O.V.
When we arrived at the house, Yami and I ran up to our bedroom. Heba and Atemu ran up to what was their room before they moved. "Night, guys!" Yami and I said. "Night!" Atemu and Heba said before slamming their old door. Yami and I slammed and locked our door and locked the window. "Think he can get in?" I asked. Yami shoo his head. "N..no. I don't think so. There's nothing left except..." he said when I interrupted him and shouted, "THE BATHROOM WINDOW!" I ran to the window and locked it. After locking everything, Yami and I went to bed.
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-The next morning-
"Yugi! Get up! It's time for school!" I heard someone yell. "Who...?" I muttered to myself. "Aibou, Heba and Atemu spent th night, remember?" I heard Yami tell me. He sounded like he was in th bathroom. "Mou Hitori No Boku, how did you know what I said? It wasn't loud enough for you to hear!" I shouted. I heard Yami laugh. "You forgot to turn off the link again," he said. 'I can be so stupid!' I yelled inside my head. //Aibou, you aren't stupid.\\ \\Yes I am.// //No you're not.\\ \\YES I AM YAMI!// I heard him chuckle. "Yami! Yugi! Get your asses down here!" I heard Heba shout. "We still have to get dressed!" I shouted.
"It's Saturday," I heard Atemu say. He sounded like he was outside the door. "Oh yeah. Yami, take the school uniform off. Get the proper outfit on for a sleepover at Kaiba's, would you?" I asked as he came out of the bathroom in our school uniform. "Yugi..." Yami whined. Atemu opened the door and he and Heba were laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked. "The pharoah...whined!" Heba said, laughing his head off. "Heba, he whines all the time! Every time I don't let him have his way, he whines!" I told my brother. "I do not. Yugi, why can't I bug my cousin?" Yami asked. "No. He's going to have Bakura and Marik there, and I don't feel like dealing with thm laughing at you," I said. Yami huffed and grabbed an outfit out of his dresser and went back into the bathroom.
I looked at Heba. "Y'all should probably go before Jii-chan wakes up," I said. They nodded and went down the stairs. I went to my dresser and pulled out my clothes, which were black leather pants, a black t-shirt, and a leather jacket. I changed and walked down stairs to make breakfast. I had just started making pancakes when Yami came down stairs. "Yugi Moto. How many times have I told you not to make breakfast for me?" he asked. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, and how many times have I told you not to wear the school uniform to Kaiba's?" I asked. "You win..." I smiled. "I know I do."
We ate breakfast and walked to Kaiba's place. "Do we have to walk?" he asked. "Yes. You don't need to show how rich you are everywhere we go," I answered. Yami pouted. "Don't pout, Mou Hitori No Boku," I said. Yami smiled and picked me up bridal style, running to Seto Kaiba's place, all the while I hit him, yelling at him to put me down. He knew I hate being carried by running people!
We got to Seto's house in a few minutes. We knocked and about three minutes later, Joey opened the door for us. "YUG'!" he shouted, grabbing me in a bone crushing hug. I let out a yelp of surpirise and heard Yami growl. "And Seto calls me a puppy?!" he exclaimed. "Release. Him. Right. Now." That was all Yami said, causing Joey to put me down and run inside. I rolled my eyes and walked in, Yami close behind, as always.
