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

Notes : Okie dokie, doing a straight lemon wasn’t so bad! Well, I’ve had a request for a Seto/Lady Yami, so I have to do that soon. Possibly next chapter or two?

 
 
Double Trouble
Chapter 7
By Reppa

 
 
Never had he seen a woman who looked so infuriated. Her nostrils flared, her ruby violet eyes burned with fire, her pearly white teeth bared in a furious growl, delicate hands clenched into strong fists, and her full chest heaving as she scowled. If Kaiba wasn’t so turned on, he’d be terrified. Lady Yami banged on the doors to Katsuya’s room loudly, screaming at the top of her lungs, “BASTARD!! I’LL KILL YOU, YOU GOD DAMNED ANCIENT PERVERT!! FIEND!! AS BAD AS THAT NO GOOD BRIGAND!!!”

Malik pale eyes darted to the girls as he pursed his lips. It was the next morning wHe, Ryou, Bakura, and Jounouchi stood on the very far end of the hall, away from the enraged Queen. Jou rubbed the back of his head, looking to the sweeter of the albinos, “Ya know…I was thinking Yami doing it with a girl me would be weird…”

“But it’s not? I figured it sounded weird, but it really wouldn’t be.” Ryou whispered back, hoping the girl screaming at the Pharaoh didn’t hear them, “I mean, I’m sure if Yami was that way, you’d be on his list of possibilities…”

“Yea-wait…”

They both yipped as Malik slapped them both, scowling, “Shut up, I don’t want her to hear and turn on us.”

“Seriously.” Bakura spat, glaring maliciously at his hikari. The instant he had walked in with Malik, the Queen had beat him within an inch of his life with Seti on the side occasionally kicking him and Mal screaming nearby, ‘Do it! Do it!’. He was sure he was going to have nightmares, “You know I hear your girl self screaming that at me in my sleep?!”

“Nah…I just do that through the wall to freak you out.” Mal giggled, earning a severe glare from him. They were now all staying in the Kaiba mansion. She continued to giggle in a bubbly manner as she clung to his arm, she was so disgustingly cute his teeth were actually starting to hurt.

“ANSWER ME, DAMMIT, I’M THE QUEEN!!!”

The door suddenly swung open, threatening to smack the Queen aside. There stood Katsuya with a blanket wrapped around her, she grinned lopsidedly at them, “Lady Yami, could ya keep it down? You’re really scaring koi and I’m trying to sleep.”

Lady Yami hissed as she darted around her blonde friend to go after her counterpart. Katsuya squeaked loudly as she did so and the noise of swift moving feet and the slamming of a door could be heard followed by another series of rigorous wood pounding and screaming. It seemed Yami did the intelligent thing and made a run for the bathroom.

The main brunt of the group decided to leave the Pharaoh to his fate as they all converged into the dining room for dinner. It was hardly a cordial dinner with all the chatter and Mal throwing food at Bakura while Seto held an empty platter up for a shield. As the group enjoyed what portion of the dinner was not thrown, Lady Yami came stomping into the room. As expected, she was still livid about what happened as she slapped a fist on the table, “We’re going to have to set some rules here…”

Mostly, the more sensible of the group looked at her, though a few like Malik and Seti just rolled their eyes at her. The queen snorted at them, her red violet eyes narrowed, “No more cutesy shenanigans! No one is sleeping with anyone anymore! We can’t afford it. What if someone got pregnant or overly attached to someone, h

“Look, Yami, no one is getting attached to anyone save you stupid mutt of a blonde friend. Now shut up, we’re eating.” Seti spat with a hiss. It seemed safe to say she was definitely not going to be doing any of the above either way.

The Queen made to start arguing with the brunette as her counterpart slowly edged in, it looked as if she was to turn full fury out on him when Kaiba grabbed her elbow, “Calm down. You may kill him after we eat and outside so you don’t stain the carpet.”

She glared down at him like he was suddenly scum to her, jerking away from his hand and taking a seat a couple chairs from him. Taking a fork, she speared the meat of the dinner set before her and tore into uncharacteristically. It was obvious more so than before how angry she was now. The girls, even Mal, settled down to pick at their food while the boys looked at each other slightly.

A few of them finished quickly to scamper off to their own things, mainly leaving both Yamis, Kaiba, Yugi, and Bakura in the dining room. The she-spirit crossed her fingers as she stared balefully at Yami as Yugi spoke, “So…we’ve got all of you but Bakura’s counterpart.”

“And possibly Ishtari, but I don’t care if she’s found.”

“Oh…Mal’s Yami?” That was given a nod.

“As I said, it doesn’t matter if she’s found. I’m sure Baku is here though, Rhea too possibly, I hadn‘t thought of her.”

“That’s nice.” Kaiba snorted, getting a severe look from her. Since he could see there was no way to be close to her, especially now, he could drop the courtesy act. The CEO crossed his arms as he leaned back and propped his feet up on the table, “Do pay more attention to what girls you are missing, so that it will be much easier to keep track of you. Now where could the last of them be, hm? Any bright ideas or are you as moronic as him?”

Lady Yami’s eyes narrowed at him even more, slowly baring her teeth. Taunting her now was not the best of ideas, Yugi noted to himself, looking between the both of them. The small boy held up his hands in a fashion to calm her down and to bring a little peace between the two, “Calm down, I know what happened wasn’t exactly good. But Lady Yami, it was both Katsuya and Yami so please don’t get mad at one and not the other. And don’t tease her like that, Kaiba, it’s unnecessar
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The billionaire glared at him as he started to retort but Lady Yami cut him off, looking somewhat apologetic, “You are right. I become very protective and I just don’t want anyone getting their hopes up to be smashed when we go. I’ll keep my temper in check from now on.”

“If you can go back.” Kaiba snapped, his cold eyes leering at her, “You don’t know if you really can, now do you? Besides, what if some of you won‘t want to leave by the time you find a way back, hm?”

Fortunately, all the Queen did in return to his snide questioning was a cold stare. Bakura snorted, pushing away from the table and on his way to meander aimlessly, his tone somewhat wicked as he left, “I don’t care to sit in on this, I’m going to go play…”

“I wonder why that worries me…” Yami murmured, watching the tomb robber go before he looked back to them, “I think a reasonably good idea is if we get him to use his Ring to locate his counterpart. We find her and I’m sure we find any others that came with you.”

As if that settled it all, they stood from their seats and started to disperse though not before Lady Yami warned him to stay away from Katsuya’s room. She left the Pharaoh with that and went on to her own room, sighing in her agitation. The Queen hadn’t noticed she was being followed until she stopped to turn to her bedroom door. She looked up to see Kaiba pad up to her, stopping a few feet away and crossing his arms.

“Look, Kaiba, I am not in the mood to bicker anymore with you at the moment. So if you intend to stay a man, I suggest you leave me be.” Lady Yami growled, looking at him from the corner of her heavily lined eyes.

Seto shook his head with a smirk and a light chuckle, looking as though he found her amusing, “Well, I had meant to speak with you and possibly apologize, but I guess you don’t care much for that.”

Abruptly, the Queen fully turned to him, hands placed on her hips angrily. It was very evident how little in the mood for anything she truly was, obviouslyng ung unable to incur her wrath at will irritated her greatly, “I do not want to talk, argue, flirt, socialize, discuss, chat, dispute, squabble, bicker, or any other possible form of conversation at the moment. Understood?”

It was strange, she looked on the verge of frustrated tears all of a sudden, “What in the Gods’ names is wrong with you?”

“Everything, now leave me alone, damn it.” She snapped, before furiously retreating into her room and slamming the door. Seto quickly looked over his shoulder with a most disconcerted look. There was something seriously wrong with these women. Part of him pondered whether it was that special time of the month or whether Lady Yami was going into some transition shock. Either sounded like good possibilities.

At first, he started to leave before he heard the door swing open. He half expected to be slapped clear across the face for dawdling until the Queen thumped her head rather heavily against his chest. The CEO wanted to rub the sore spot where she had hit him fairly hard, but he wasn’t very sure on actually touching her in any sense. Getting smacked was not on his agenda. Then she abruptly pushed away from him, looking angry. This girl was very peculiar.

“Look, I think what you need is some rest, then you may not be acting so….strangely…” Kaiba pointed out, hands raised up incase she wanted to vent on someone. He watched as she left him alone in the hall. Turning with another boggled shake of his head, the brunette went on his way to check on his younger brother, mumbling to himself as he went, “I don’t think I ever want to re hre her out…I really don’t…”

*

Malik crossed one foot over the other as he lounged in his seat. It was probably some cruel joke he was stuck with Bakura as a room mate. The albino tomb robber sat before him on the bed, Ring in hand as he watched the coned points jerk in several directions. First went in Malik’s direction, then upstairs, left, right, showing him where all the items in the mansion were. Scowling, Bakura shook it, “Find the ring, the ring!”

The points swiveled in place, obviously having difficulty with such a command. The tanned Egyptian snorted, crossing his arms, “That girl like me doesn’t have her item…tell it to find the rod.”

At first, the points jerked into Malik’s direction before they shifted to point in the westward direction. They alternately pointed from Malik to that direction and back to the Egyptian. “Well, that seems to work much better now…so I guess the counterpart of your yami is here too.” Bakura noted, glancing out the window.

“That’s wonderful, as if we don’t have enough crazy people here. We have a slut blonde, a bitch of a Queen, the foul tempered wench of all time, the button nose school girl, and the most spastic girl of the lot.”

“Well, I think the spastic one is rather cute.” Bakura retorted with a smirk.

“You would, since she thinks you’re a dream too.” The sandy blond replied with a snort, shaking his head. He had also figured something like that to come up, he and Bakura used to have been something of an item. But that had been ages ago and it was funny to see the tomb robber made no holds bn gon going after a Malik-look-alike.

The tomb robber scooted back to lay back on the bed, smirking slyly at his friend, “Say…I’m bored…want to have a bit of old time fun?”

Malik’s pale eyes narrowed at him, before he slowly pulled himself out of the chair, padding over to the bedside, crossing his arms while he frowned down at him, “Maybe if you scoot over, you selfish peacock, we can play.”

 
End of Chapter 7