Double Trouble

Disclaimer : I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh! In anyway, though I suppose changing the guys to girls is a definite thing for me. Ah, this would be my first real het/straight pairing fic ever, there may be some yaoi and yuri too. I need more reviews, at least two or three for a new chapter. O_o

And just so we have some things clear, Yami - Lady Yami, Yugi - Yugi-chan, Jou - Katsuya, and Seto - Seti, Malik - Mal, and Bakura - Baku-chan. Plus, there’s a little girl touching girl in certain places in this chapter.

 
 
Double Trouble
Chapter 3
By Reppa

 
 
 
“Why can’t I stay in a much nicer setting?” Seti scowled, sending quite the evil eye about Yugi’s home. Kaiba was her counterpart, she could stay there, so why she had to stay in so common an abode was beyond her comprehension.

As mentioned, they were back in the Card Shop and fairly packed into the opening room. Tea had excused herself for chores and work, while Kaiba was ready to leave. The new girls were sitting on the counters except Seti who looked fuming over the current situation. Finally, Jou and Honda were sitting at the table by Yugi and Yami who chose to stand in favor of offering more chairs, one should the angered brunette decide to sit.

“Because Kaiba doesn’t want you.” Honda snickered, at the moment, he and Jou were taking their time to get good looks at their new menagerie of lady friends.

A look of complete disgust was all given them by the female CEO before she stalked away. Lady Yami just shook her head, looking as if this kind of thing happened everyday, “You’ll have to excuse her. Being the president of her own overly successful company, she has managed to spoil herself rotten. I don’t know about Mokuba-chan.”

Kaiba snorted at that. His counterpart was only going to be a setback in his work, since he reasoned she’d end up trying to pry in and add her own touch to things. Not to mention, explaining all of this to his little brother would be painfully complicated, “Well, I hope you all have fun, I have to return home to Mokuba.”

Not only did they have to find the last few of their group, but the girls had to worry about clothes. Something which Yami and Yugi were trying to convince Kaiba to help them with. “We really don’t have the money to buy four or so girls clothes, Seto. Could you possibly…you know.” Yugi inquired with a smile, hoping he’d say yes.

“Plus, if you see a psychotic girl running amuck, can you snatch her up for us?” Katsuya piped, grinning brightly with her head tilted.

The CEO looked slightly peeved as he turned to leave, one hand raised to massage his brow, “I‘ll have to see, I may pay, but I am not the one taking them shopping. And that will just depend on how psychotic we’re talking about.”

“How about Malik psychotic?”

“Not even if a God card was waved before my nose.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The day had worn on and now all he wanted to do was sleep away the rest of it. Malik was sprawled across the couch of his sister’s home, arm slung over the side as well as one leg. He was also slack jawed as he dozed. Running away from the security guards with Bakura wasn’t the kind of walk through the park activity he enjoyed.

And the Egyptian boy hardly noticed the door swinging open to slam shut and what sounded like a herd of antelope streaking across the way into one of the back rooms. His eyelids twitched at the commotion, but save that, there was no other response.

The visitor came padding back into the room and up to where he lay. The blond felt himself nudged and he groaned audibly before swinging his arm out to stop them.

But it did little good and soon the stranger climbed over onto him and straddled his waist, bouncing up and down in some other attempt to wake him up. He was sure it was Isis, though this person was just a size smaller than she was. “Isis…get off…go away.”

“Who’s Isis?”

“You, now get off before I forget you’re my sister and cut your throat.” Then he grunted loudly as she bounced harder and his violet eyes snapped open, “Isis-!”

Malik’s eyes bulged in surprise as it seemed he was looking into a mirror. The girl grinned and pinched his cheeks painfully, “Good morning, sunshine!!!” As she squeaked loudly, she pinched harder, making him wince and try to pull her hands away to no luck, “What are you doing, Osiris, what have we discussed about mocking meh?!”

“Nani?!?!” Malik scowled, one eye closed from the pinching as he continued trying to pry her hands away from his face, “I’m not Osiris, now who are you?!”

The tiny girl sat up, letting go of his face to stretch her arms into the air, her midriff rising to show more of her small stomach, “My name’s Malik!”

“You jest, I am the only Malik!” The Egyptian boy scowled, suddenly shoving her aside to let her land on her rear with a loud noise of protest. No silly girl was going to make a fool of him, not today.

“I jest when I want to be funny, and I am not being funny!” She obviously didn’t like being treated rudely as she leaned back on her hands and aimed her heel at his chin. Malik was hit hard and he stumbled back into the couch as she jumped to her feet with great agility. “I’m Malik!”

“No…I am!”

“I am!”

“No you’re not, you little wench!”

“Am too, dumbass!”

It was then Isis returned home and paused in the hall way gaping at the sight before her. Two versions of her brother bickering and taking swings at each other. Her brows knit together before she turned away and took the phone from it’s receiver. “Hello…yes, Bakura…what in Ra’s name did you do to my brother this time?!?! Nothing?! It doesn‘t look like it. He‘s arguing with himself! That is not-well, it is normal, but not when there is another him besides his Yami who is female. Yes, there‘s a female Malik….no, I will not ask such a thing!”

She looked up as the two were now silent as she glanced over, she saw both were now staring at her. Blatantly hanging up on Bakura then and there without any goodbyes, the Egyptian woman stalked over to them, frowning at the girl, “Who are you?”

“I’m Malik, pretty lady.” The girl replied, grinning so sweetly Isis was a little taken aback. It was kind of creepy to see such an angelic look on the face of someone who looked so like the unscrupulous bastard to her left.

“I see…We are the charming one…aren‘t we…” Isis ground out with a forced smile, then she looked at her brother, “Did you invoke any more curses or did your Yami?”

“I didn’t do anything!! And I don’t think he did either, which is a first.” Her brother looked thoughtful at that, as if trying to see if he had unknowingly done something.

All three were close to jumping from their skins as the door burst open. It was Bakura, huffing as he stomped into the living room, Ryou behind and apologizing profusely. “What’s going on now?” The Yami demanded, glaring at the two Ishtar siblings before turning his eyes to the girl, “Is this honey pot the one you were talking about?”

“Oi, it’s Baku-chan, wait no…where are your boobs?” The female Malik smacked her hands on the white haired boy’s chest to feel about, “Oh, you got rid of them, I would have taken them, I need more chest! I’m almost as small as Yugi-chan! See?”

At that, Bakura went slack jawed as the girl lifted up her shirt to show them what she meant. Ryou gasped and covered his eyes and Malik hung his head with a shocked look. Isis just looked indifferent until her eyes widened and her hand darted out to slap away the tomb robber‘s soon to be wandering hands, “Hentai!”

Mal just giggled loudly prior to pulling her shirt down much to Bakura’s disappointment and his Hikari‘s relief. Then she poked Ryou in the chest, “Well, you could have at least given them to Rhea, she’ll never grow any!”

Ryou went scarlet red at that, “Excuse me…! I’m not Rhea, so I’m not worried about growing any period!”

“Though you’d look your true gender with them.” Malik snickered.

The female Malik blinked, looking between all of them, “Wait…that’s not Rhea? Then who the hell are you?!” She pointed at Bakura now.

“Bakura. And show more respect, little girl….” Then the tomb robber grinned evilly as he tilted his head, “Though if you show me your chest again, I’ll let it slide.”

“Bakura!” Isis shrieked, slapping his arm hard, “Don’t lecture on respect when you lack your own and leave this poor girl alone!” The black haired girl hugged Mal, whose face was pretty much pressed into her chest now, not that she seemed to have a problem with such. In fact, she brought one hand up to fondle one of the mounds of flesh without Isis realizing it, much to the shocked surprise of the three boys.

Malik though, was not going to stand for something that looked so incestuous, “Get your mitts off of my sister, you little twinkie!”

“Malik!”

“But-”

“No buts!” His sister snapped, still hugging Mal who was now making grabbing gestures at the older girl’s backside with a wide smile. Her hands then darted back to her sides as Isis looked down at her, “And you, quit being indecent.”

“How’d you know?” Mal inquired with a blink, Isis having her sit by her brother with a warning stare before getting back on the phone, “Who are you calling?!”

“A couple of people who may know what’s going on.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Katsuya squeaked loudly as the two Motous nudged her aside. The four were spending a little time in the bathing spas, Seti had insisted they at least get a private one from everyone else. Sharing with the trio was bad enough, she was not ready to sit about with the rest of the city’s women either. The Kaiba valued her privacy to the greatest extend.

“Hey, Yami, I think I’m getting bigger.”

“Katsuya, if you get any bigger, you’ll never be able to stand up straight again.” The she-spirit replied with a slight twitch to her lips. In her opinion, the blonde was big enough as it was as she waded over and nuzzled her cheek into the other girl’s chest, “Either way, they’ll always make wonderful pillows.”

The CEO’s eyes widened a little at the behavior she was watching, covering her own breasts incase Lady Yami decided to see what kind of pillows her would be. The Queen laughed mockingly at her, “Oh, Seti, those would be to perky for good pillows. Kat’s are more full and ample.”

Seti scoffed in anger, looking a little flustered as she put her hands on her hips and stood up to appear more dominant, “Excuse me, but yours could very well poke somebody’s eyes out!”

The she-spirit glared at her for that before wading forth quickly and grabbing the girl’s exposed crotch, causing her to scream shrilly and fall over into the water. Yugi-chan over her mouth in surprise as Katsuya burst out into laughter. Of all the people, it was always Lady Yami who could put the brunette in her place. The CEO sat up and shook her head, blushing furiously, “How dare you-!”

Cut off, Seti screamed again as Lady Yami pounced as her, pinning her arms to her side while Katsuya made her way over and nuzzled her face inbetween the brunette’s breasts. “Perverts! Molesters!” Seti screamed as she writhed, not at all pleased with her situation. She forced herself free and clutched a towel about her self, stomping from the bathe indignantly red faced and fuming.

“She needs to lighten up.” The blonde pointed out as she lounged back, up to her shoulders in the warm water, “Then again, she has been through something fierce.”

“Quiet. No one wants to speak of it.”

The two looked at Lady Yami who was now serious once more and they fell into silence. Soon there was a tentative knock at the door, “There’s a boy here asking for a Lady Yami and company. Are you gals them?”

“Hai. We’ll be out in a second.”

Once they had collected up their towels and changed into their clothing, the trio sauntered out to meet Yugi outside who smiled faintly at them and Jou who waved at them with a broad grin. The shorter boy cocked his head a little, “Hi, I suppose you guys got Seti a little peeved. She almost bowled me over…”

“Yeah, we touched her in places she didn’t think we’d touch her.” Katsuya cackled, looking positively wicked. Her male counterpart’s eyes bulged and Lady Yami was certain he had a few images merrily flocking through his head. Yugi just blushed brilliantly.

“Why’d you guys come here to get us?” Yugi-chan questioned softly, looking a little lost.

Jou blinked and shook his head to look down at her, pushing the naughty ideas out of his head, “Oh, yeah. We found one of your gal pals giving Isis and Malik grief. So let’s go pick her up for our own grief!”

 
End of Chapter 3