First, this fic is not like the one I just finished. This one would be very difficult for me to update everyday. Why? Because I'm still knee-deep in a plot for it. But don't worry! I'll come up with something…
Another thing is the winner of my last contest. Eh heh heh heh! Proud to introduce Miss Heidi as one of my new OCs. Of course, her role will come later in our story. So, let's all give it up to her for a moment! (claps)
Alright, enough of me. Let's get the party started.
A Tale of Two Idiots
Chapter 1:
It was a bright and sunny day. The first day of spring to be exact and after a long winter of Christmas presents, happy new years and an ample amount of snowmen and getting wasted with eggnog, the people of Domino City were ready to get out into the sun.
In the park in the center of town, there were two siblings enjoying their new found sun and freedom the best way they knew how.
"Okay, Joey, are you ready?" Serenity called out to her brother. She was wearing a white T-shirt and shorts with her favorite baseball mitt on and waving over her head.
Joey grinned, and swung the wooden bat he was holding, "Yeah, c'mon, Serenity! I gotta get all the practice I can before baseball tryouts on Monday. So, just throw it already!"
"Alright, here it comes!" She winded up and threw her famous heater (which really wasn't all that famous). Joey waited for a moment before swinging and totally missing the ball. It went all the way behind him into the bushes and hit a dog. He howled and went running in the opposite direction.
"Oops…" Serenity muttered, blushing.
Joey groaned, "Aw, Serenity! That's, what, the fifth ball today? How am I going to hit the ball if you throw it over and under me?"
"I-I'm sorry, big brother…! I guess I'm not any help after all…"
"No, you're not. But you'll have to do since Tristan is at Otogi's ice-skating competition and Yugi and Yami are helping Gramps pick out his new dentures."
"…" Serenity held back a sob.
He got back into position and motioned for his sister to try again. She nodded and picked up one of the spare balls she had stationed behind her. There were about ten at the beginning of their practice session, in case of emergencies, but after so many misses and redirected balls, there was only one left. Serenity aimed and threw it, hoping she wouldn't hit anything but Joey's bat.
The blonde took a giant swing, not really looking at what he was doing, and he actually hit it this time. The ball hit the bat full force and went flying back over Serenity and a few picnicker's heads. Joey watched it go.
"Wow! You see that!"
"I sure did, Joey, that was amazing!"
He watched the dot of a ball fly away and disappear from his sight, "It must've gone to Australia! Coach Lugs is sure to pick me this year, right? Look at those skills!"
"Oh yeah!" Her smile was full of adoration and hope. But quickly it faded and she sweatdropped, "Uh… big brother?"
"Not now, Serenity, I'm basking in my coolness." He said, checking himself out through his pocket mirror. "Whose the coolest guy in Domino? You are… you are…!"
"But, Joey!"
"Two minutes oh meness left, sis."
Two minutes passed…
"… Now, Joey?"
Joey put away his mirror and smirked, "Sure, what is it?"
"That was our last ball."
"…" He scratched his head and frowned, "Damn."
Across town, the Kaiba Corp building was having it's windows rewashed. There had been lots of snow this past winter season and when it all melted, it left streaks and weird, yellow stains on the windows. Apparently, a few teenagers thought it would be a good joke to sneak in the building at night and pee on the windows, thus leaving said yellowness in the snow.
The president of Kaiba Corp, being the stiff and intolerant man he was, did not approve and had every person he could find get out there and do all of the windows.
"Stupid kids… Who do they think they are? I swear, when I find out who did this, I'm going to make sure they never pee in this town again!" Seto had been ranting in his office for the past ten minutes. At first he held random employees hostage in his office until he was done, but they all ran away and now he was just annoying his younger brother, who really didn't have time for this.
"Uh… Seto, the windows will be fine in less than an hour." Mokuba sighed, turning back to his crossword puzzle. He was completing the New York Times crossword in ink. (A/N: You have to be smart to try something like that! … And get it right…)
Kaiba turned and tapped his finger against the large, glass window behind his desk. He saw the people with squeegees taking a little break and talking and laughing. "Hey! I SAID I want these windows done before the Microsoft representatives show up!"
The man called through the glass, "Mr. Kaiba, we're going as fast as we can. We've been going at it all morning, and we need to catch our breath…!"
"I don't pay you to breathe!"
"…" He sighed and continued to squeegee.
It was about five seconds later and Kaiba hadn't stopped yelling at the men. They would've thrown down the squeegees and left, but they were about fifty stories in the air. Suddenly, something came falling out of the sky and hit the man on the head with quiet a lot of force. His head was knocked in to the window and broke it. Shattered into little pieces, he and the shards fell on the floor of Kaiba's office.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" Mokuba came running to the man's aid. He was bleeding rather heavily on the head and a pretty large shard of glass was lodged in his back.
"Ah… ah…" He panted, his eyes beginning to dilate, "I-I don't think I'm gonna make it…!"
"Hold on, you'll be okay!"
"Dammit!" Kaiba shouted, "Look what you did, you idiot! My carpet! All this blood will take weeks to steam out! And look at my window!"
"Seto, call an ambulance!" Mokuba tied his shirt around the man's torso. Although he looked quiet dead already.
Kaiba did no such thing and looked on the floor next to the bleeding corpse. A small baseball, brandished with a bit of blood lay down by his feet. Kaiba sneered at the rouge plaything, figuring this is what was the cause of his ruined window. He picked it up and threw it out the shattered window and into the blue sky, not caring where it landed.
"I-I think he's dead, Seto!"
"Pheh…" He growled at his brother, "Tell someone who doesn't have their carpet and windows ruined."
Outside of the Domino Ice-skating Rink, two boys were walking down the street, trying desperately to get away from that so-called awful building. Of course, the two only felt that way because of the loss they suffered there. Otogi was still in his sparkly blue skating outfit. The one a friend had made for him, with the white pantyhose and the lace trim. (A/N: Those of you who read my other fics, I'll give you one guess who made it.)
He had finished crying his eyes out about five minutes ago, but now he was flooded with a whole new river of tears.
"Oh…" He sobbed, "Damn that girl for her triple-sow-cow! How'd she pull that off without falling flat on her face?"
Tristan sighed and patted his friend on the back for the umpteenth time, "Otogi, I told you to end your routine with an ice spray. She just made her presentation better at the ending."
"S-So what…! I looked prettier than she did!"
"Uh… Well, yeah, but… you see… Ugh. Never mind. We should get home and then I'll show you how to bring your spins down with elegance."
Tristan had been secretly coaching Otogi in the arts of ice skating for months now. All through the winter they'd been training in Tristan's basement. When his mother went out to her knitting club, he'd hose the basement's floor and open the windows so the icy air would come in. By the middle of December, the place looked like Canada.
He was so sure that Otogi would be ready for this competition by this spring, but apparently, he hadn't been paying that close attention.
"Just show me now, 'kay? I won't have time later." Otogi stopped walking in the middle of the sidewalk.
"What? Now?"
"Yes, now."
"I-I can't…" He fidgeted, noticing the people walking and driving by.
Otogi rolled his eyes and put his hand on his hip, "C'mon, no one's gonna care. You need to pack up your touch guy routine and tell the world how you really feel."
"Eh… Alright, real quick, then." His voice was hushed as he looked from side to side. It seemed to be clear. He held out his arms and began to twirl on his left foot. His legs kicking higher and higher on every spin. Just as Tristan was about to flip back and land on one foot, he lifted one leg into the air and it hit with something that just fell out of the sky.
"OUCH!" Tristan yelped and grabbed his ankle, hopping on one foot. "M-My ankle…! Something hit my ankle!"
Otogi blinked. Whatever had hit Tristan had landed next to his foot. He bent down and picked up what seemed to be a baseball. "Oh. Hey, Tristan, it was just a baseball."
"Just?" He grabbed the ball with his free hand, "My ankle is swelling like a balloon! Look at this! How am I supposed to coach you?"
"Ah! Oh no!" Otogi began to sob once again. He wondered why it was that everything he wanted had to get dashed into small pieces by an even smaller piece of sports equipment.
In a blitz of fury, the raven haired boy took the ball and chucked it as far as the eye could see. And when it came to his eyes, that wasn't very far due to the fact that they were clouded with tears.
He helped Tristan hobble home as they both cursed that dreadful rouge baseball.
About two blocks down, there were two boys that walked on the sidewalk along with their elderly guardian. They had just come from their family dentist, hoping that the old man could get new dentures. His older ones had been chipped, due to recent events and corn that wasn't creamed.
Yugi looked over at his grandfather, smiling, "I'm glad you got better teeth, Grandpa! Those other ones were horrible."
"Oh, yes! They weren't going to last much longer. These are great, they shine and everything!" The old man replied, happily. Starring and marveling at the new set of pearly whites.
Yami cleared his throat and whispered to his other half, "Um… Yugi, I may be stuck in Ancient Egypt, but isn't he supposed to put those in his mouth?"
"Eh heh. Yeah, I know, Yami. But he likes to look at them, so who are we to force the teeth in his mouth?"
"…" The Pharaoh swallowed hard. The toothlessness of the old man was beginning to scare him. He changed positions with Yugi in order to get further away.
Without warning, a baseball came down from the blue sky and beaned Yami right on the back of his head. It knocked him down and he met the pavement with his face. Yugi gasped and hovered right over his yami. The ball came down again, in reaction to bouncing off Yami's head and it hit Yugi in the same place. Just as his other half did, Yugi fell down onto the ground in a unconscious heap.
"Oh my goodness!" Grandpa tore himself away from the shininess of his teeth and ran to his grandson and Yami. "Hey! C-Can you hear me? Are you two okay?" He asked while shaking them by the shoulders.
"Ugh…" Yami's eyes fluttered, his large, purple orbs coming into view.
Grandpa patted him on the head, still trying to get Yugi up, "Yami, are you okay? That baseball hit you in the head! Yugi, c'mon, wake up!"
Finally, Yugi opened his eyes and starred at the old man before him. "…"
"Thank god… You two are okay, aren't you?"
Yami grinned, his eyes narrowing, "Yeah, I'm fine." He punctuated his sentence with a kick to the old man's groin.
"…!" Grandpa saw stars and fell back, saying something inaudible.
Yugi was giggling madly and finished his yami's job by head bashing his Grandfather in the head, "Ah he he he he!"
Grandpa looked at them in disbelief and surprise, as did a few bystanders who happened to be looking on in disgust. How could someone treat the elderly like that? One of the women began to discipline the two teens by scolding them and ordering them to apologize to Grandpa who was still on the floor.
"That was extremely rude, young men and I suggest you-"
Yami yawned and simply gave her one of his signature mind crushes. She slumped onto the floor, gurgling with her eyes blank.
"Ooh, that was fun!" Yugi smiled and rocked back and forth on his feet.
"Yeah…" Yami scratched his head, "I had no idea that hurting people gave this kind of pleasure and satisfaction…!"
"I guess the old man was right about trying everything at least once."
"Well, I think we should try this more than once, Yugi."
"Oh, I agree, I agree!" He chuckled and held out his hand. Yami took it, eagerly and they skipped merrily down the street, randomly sending people to the Shadow Realm.
Little did the world know… that this was just the beginning.