You Got Played: This Wouldn't Have Happened if They'd Brought Their Duel Disks (Part Four of Five)
All the drama in this fic and not one card game. Did teen!me even understand this show?
Part one is here. Part two is here. Part three is here.
This fic contains: Teen!me laboring under the delusion that Bandit Keith is the same age as Yugi and company; song lyrics inserted into the prose; mpreg; Bandit Keith being a prick; all the characters are kind of idiots; author’s notes to give track listings; cheating; Noah Kaiba somehow being alive and bizarrely invested in his brother’s romantic life; Yami/Atem is corporeal for some reason; Yugi and friends go all Office Space fax machine on Bandit Keith; the 2004 is strong with this one
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The next day, Mokuba noticed that Kaiba didn’t seem to be “completely there.” It was as if Kaiba was under a trance of sorts. He barely spoke, slept or ate.
And he didn’t smile. Not even a trace of a smirk could be seen on his face.
Noah hadn’t noticed because he was out, trying to get rid of his anger toward Keith.
Mokuba entered Kaiba’s room. “Seto, what’s wrong? You haven’t been yourself lately.”
“Nothing. I’m fine,” Kaiba said, coldly.
“Seto, I know something’s wrong and it has to do with Bandit Keith. I’m gonna find out sooner or later, so you might as well just tell me now.”
Kaiba sighed. “Noah was right. I couldn’t tell that Keith was cheating on me. But now I see how he did it. We only went out during the night, so he could cheat in the daytime. When we did go out, we went to places where there weren’t a lot of people, so no one would see him cheating. He also made me keep it a secret so no one would know and be able to tell his girlfriend.”
“So, when are you gonna break up with him?” Mokuba asked.
“That’s the problem. I can’t,” Kaiba answered.
“Why not?”
“I can’t.”
“Why can’t you?”
“I just can’t, Mokuba!”
“You have to dump him because he cheated on you, Seto! Why won’t you tell me why you can’t?!”
“I can’t because I’m pregnant with his child, Mokuba! I can’t dump him while I’m having his child!” To Mokuba’s surprise, Kaiba’s eyes started to tear up.
“Seto….You never cry,” Mokuba said, shocked, while Kaiba wiped his nose.
“Who says I’m crying?” Kaiba punched the wall and began wiping his eyes.
Mokuba started to hug Kaiba as Kaiba continued to cry. “Don’t worry, Big Brother. Everything’ll be all right, somehow.”
Meanwhile, Noah was taking a walk. He was still fuming about Keith’s actions.
“How could he do that to Seto?! He was the perfect boyfriend towards Keith. How could he hurt my little brother like that?!” Noah thought angrily.
It just so happened that Yugi, Joey, Yami, and Tristan were walking down the same street as Noah. Yugi and Joey had told Yami and Tristan about what Keith had done to Kaiba and they were just as pissed.
Noah met up with the four other boys.
“Keith is a sorry-assed cheater,” Yami declared.
“Yeah. He’s the lowest of the low for playing with Kaiba like that,” Tristan added.
“We should make him pay,” Yugi said in a low, ominous voice.
“Y’know, Yuge, you don’t sound so freaky sayin’ dat anymore,” Joey commented.
As they were walking down the street, Keith came along and practically pushed them all down, saying, “Outta my way, bitches!”
“Hey! You can’t just go around, knockin’ guys ova like dat!” Joey yelled. “And we’re not finished cussin’ you out ova Kaiba!”
Joey, Yami, Tristan, and Noah dragged Keith into a deserted alley while Yugi followed them slowly and eerily, like a stalker following his victim.
“I already said stay the fuck out my business! It’s none of your business whether I cheat on Kaiba or not!” Keith shouted.
“Actually, it became our business when Yugi and Joey told us how they caught you making out with that girl,” Yami said.
“It became my business when you decided to toy with my little brother’s heart!” Noah yelled.
Keith stepped into Yugi’s space. “What about you, little Yugi? When did this become your business?” he taunted.
“The minute you laid your disgusting hands on Kaiba.” Yugi’s voice was eerily calm.
“What does my touching Kaiba have anything to do with you? He was nothing but a whore to me. He was just someone to do when I got bored with Kyra,” Keith sneered.
Yugi was enraged.
“You hurt Kaiba. Now you must pay,” Yugi said.
Yugi, Yami, Noah, Joey, and Tristan descended upon Keith the way a flock of vultures descends upon a carcass and began to beat him like a rented mule. Both Joey and Tristan tackled Keith to the ground. As he tried to get up, Noah kicked him in the shins and knocked him down again. Both Joey and Tristan began to smack and backhand Keith upside his face. Noah started to punch Keith in one of his arms. Keith was now on all fours. Yami began to kick Keith’s butt—literally and repeatedly. Yugi began to kick Keith in his thighs, screaming.
“Seto Kaiba is NOT YOUR WHORE!! HE IS A HUMAN BEING WITH FEELINGS AND YOU HURT THEM! I HATE YOUR STUPID ASS!! I HOPE YOU GO TO HELL!!” Yugi screamed, beginning to punch Keith in his other arm.
Kaiba had decided that he should take a walk to clear his mind. He was walking through the streets of Domino when he heard Keith shouting and Yugi screaming, along with the others.
He stealthily dashed into the alley, following the screaming. At the sight of the five boys beating Keith down, his blue eyes grew wide with horror.
The five boys (and Keith) stopped carrying on and looked up at Kaiba in pure shock. They didn’t expect him to come and find them like this.
Kaiba looked as if he was about to shout, but they couldn’t get a closer look because as swiftly and as quietly as a young deer, Kaiba ran out of there.
“Kaiba, wait! We’re sorry!” Yugi tried to call, but Kaiba only kept running, his long, white trenchcoat flowing behind him.
The other four boys only looked at each other, then continued to beat Keith down.
“WAIT!” Yugi cried out.
The boys looked up.
“This isn’t right! We shouldn’t be hurting Keith,” Yugi said.
“But, Yuge, he hurt Kaiba. We hafta get him back,” Joey said.
“And I have to avenge Seto,” Noah said.
“But two wrongs don’t make a right; we need to help Kaiba through this, but not stand here and fight,” Yugi said.
“That sounds vaguely like Dr. Seuss,” Yami commented.
“Guys, did you see the look on Kaiba’s face? We only upset him even more by doing this.”
They all looked at each other, reluctant to agree. But soon, they realized that Yugi was right.
“All right, Bandit Keith. You can go now. But if I ever see you lay your filthy hands on Seto again, we’re just gonna end up here again,” Noah warned.
Keith walked (or limped) out of there.
Meanwhile, Yugi had run off to catch up with Kaiba.
“If I had known this was wrong earlier, I wouldn’t have encouraged it,” Yugi thought. “Now all I wanna do is tell Kaiba how sorry I am.”
‘It’s like I missed a shot,
It’s like I dropped the ball.
Damn, I’m sorry.
It’s like I’m on stage,
And I forgot the words.
Damn, I’m sorry.’
Yugi could see Kaiba’s tall, white-clad figure walking toward the rich neighborhood that he lived in.
‘But I’d apologize a million times before,
I’d apologize a million more.
So here it comes again,
For all the wrong I’ve done.
So get ready, babe,
Here’s one million one.’ (author's note: Sorry 2004 - Ruben Studdard)
“Kaiba, wait up!” Yugi called.
Kaiba slowed down, but he didn’t stop.
“Kaiba,” Yugi said, catching up, “I really need to talk to you.”
“I can’t talk right now, Yugi.” Kaiba continued to walk.
“But, Kaiba, I need to talk to you about what I did.”
“I saw what you did.”
“Kaiba, I wanted to say that I’m sorry for it. I got mad about what Bandit Keith did to you. I let my anger control me and…and that’s it.”
“I can’t talk about it right now, Yugi. I have to go home.” Kaiba almost sounded tearful.
“But, Kaiba, Keith called you a whore!” Yugi didn’t even realize that he said this until it was too late. “Now I’ve done it,” he thought.
At this point, Kaiba could no longer stand it. He broke into a run. Yugi couldn’t catch up to him.
“Kaiba!” Yugi called, but to no avail. “Great, just great. Now I’ve done it.”
At the mansion, Mokuba was sitting around, doing nothing until he heard the door slam. He went into the foyer, just in time to see Kaiba stomp up the stairs.
“Damn…what happened to him?” Mokuba thought.
In his room, Kaiba sat, feeling confused and angry.
“Why would Keith say such a thing? I don’t go around sleeping with everyone…I hate this whole situation..I wish I had never seen Keith cheating..”
‘I don’t wanna know.
If you’re playing me, keep it on the low.
`Cause my heart can’t take it any mo’.
And if you’re playing games, please don’t let it show.
Oh, baby, I don’t wanna know….’ (author's note: I Don't Wanna Know - Mario Winans feat. Enya and P. Diddy (wow what terrible timing))
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The next day, Kaiba woke up with a new goal: Get Keith back.
“I’m not going to take this lying down. I’m going to get my man back,” Kaiba said as he put on his trenchcoat. Noah was standing just outside his door and he heard Kaiba’s plan.
As Kaiba was walking past the door, Noah said, “You really shouldn’t, Seto.”
Kaiba turned around. “Nobody, not even you, can stop me, Noah.” Then he walked out the door.
He found Keith hanging out in a deserted alley. He snuck up on Keith and cornered him.
From the look in his eyes, Keith could tell that this was not the same Kaiba he had slept with and deflowered. “More Agreeable Kaiba” had reverted back to “Creepy, Cold-Ass Kaibitch” in the few minutes it took him to find Keith. He almost completely reverted back to the way he had been before he made friends with Yugi and company—cold, irritable, and just downright unpleasant.
“So, Keith, how’s your girlfriend? And when did you plan on telling me about her?” Kaiba said in a low, threatening voice. He had Keith pinned to the wall. Keith could feel Kaiba’s fingernails digging into his shoulders.
Keith tried to charm his way out of it. “You’re really feisty today. Did mean, nasty Yugi piss in your cornflakes?” Keith grabbed Kaiba’s ENORMOUS buttcheeks.
“GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF MY ASS!!” Kaiba hollered in Keith’s face. Keith grabbed Kaiba’s shoulders and flung him onto the ground.
Mokuba had followed Kaiba into the alley because Noah had sent him to make sure that Kaiba didn’t get hurt. He ran out from where he had been hiding and yelled, “Hey! You can’t handle Seto like that! He’s-”
“Stay out of this, Mokuba!” Kaiba interrupted. He got to his feet and turned back to Keith. “So why’d you lie to me, Keith?! Why’d you cheat on me after what I’ve done for you?! Do you know that I’m carrying your child?! I know you don’t because you’ve been ignoring me ever since we did it! How could you cheat on me after we had sex?!”
“Listen, Kaiba, it’s nothing personal, but Kyra’s a lot more experienced than you. She’s also a hell of a lot more satisfying,” Keith said.
“So, you’re just going to dump me because I used to be a virgin and because I’m no good in bed. You disgust me. I can’t believe I ever let you lay your filthy hands on me!” Kaiba shouted.
“Will you stop fucking shouting?! Your voice grates on my nerves like sandpaper!” Keith shouted.
Kaiba hauled off and slapped Keith across the face. “That’s for swearing in front of my little brother!” he shouted.
Then he slapped Keith again.
“And that was for getting me knocked up,” Kaiba said quietly. “Come on, let’s go, Mokuba.”
Mokuba followed Kaiba and his long white trenchcoat (and huge butt) out of the alley.
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Moral of the story: Instead of violence, solve all your problems with card games.
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“The sea and the trees feel hot blooded today. As Mainers we don’t just love this state, we are apart of it. We feel it in our bones and spirits. We resonate with the waters and the wildlife. Our intuition is strong, and our dense woods show no mercy. We manifest resilience and redemption.”
“We live here not because it’s the most convenient, or because there is an abundance of opportunity for great success…
In fact, it’s the opposite, really. It takes forever to get anywhere, and don’t get us started on the weather…or, please do because we secretly love to talk about it, argue about it even.
We live here because our hearts are here. We live here because even though Maine is ‘YUGE,’ if someone asks, “Do you know ‘So and So’ from whatever town you’ve said you’re from, chances are we do know ‘em.
We live here because we can live through blizzards and freezing temperatures every year, and won’t hesitate to help shovel out our neighbors or push strangers cars out of snow banks…even if we are wearing pajamas and slippers.
We wear shorts until it snows and roll our windows down as soon as we hit 40 degrees in April…a tough breed, if you will.
We think you’re weird if you don’t like Lobster or if you’ve never heard of Fluff…but we’ll talk to strangers like we’ve known them forever, hold the door and wish them a good day.
And when anyone from outside of Maine asks where we are from, we just say, ‘Portland’ because, well…you know.
We live here. We love here. We know each other and love each other. We wanted to think that this could or would never happen here...”
But it did.
“We are stunned, scared, confused, sad, pissed, worried and feeling all of it. But we are feeling it together. Our eyes have been cruelly opened and our magnificent state is forever changed.
But we have not changed. Our Mainer hearts are still beating together. We need each other more today than maybe ever before. None of us are alone, you are not alone.
Reach out to neighbors today, help whomever needs it. Keep your pajamas and slippers on if you want, grab a Dunks and be a Mainer.
Pray and send positive thoughts to the victims, thank first responders and healthcare workers. Give blood.
When the dust settles and the devastation lessens in time, we will all still have each other. And together we will be ok again…someday.”
Quite frankly I’m not sure that any place is going to be okay. We’re all going mad and psychos have the power to ruin hundreds of lives on a whim. And yes, hundreds, because everyone in this state is interconnected in a weird way and if you haven’t been directly affected, you’re at least gonna know someone who had a part in responding to this, or know someone who knew someone hurt by this fucker.
But we Mainers are tough, and we’ve got grit - and we’ll keep soldiering on and surviving like we’ve always done.
And we’re gonna cheer when that asshole gets what’s coming to him.
Burn in hell, coward. I’d gladly give ‘em all my firewood if it would help make it hotter for ya.
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