Pegasus Academy Host Club

Okay, the idea for this fanfic came as my addiction for YGO fanfics kicked back in at the same time as I finished watching Ouran Highschool Host Club. Only in this version there is no confusing girls for boys... At least not that I know of yet... probably not. I'd just like to say this from the get go: Yes, this fic is an AU YGO fic based after Ouran, it won't follow the story exactly, nor will the characters be exactly the same, so please don't tell me about inconsistencies in the story compared to the anime/manga. I don't know where I'm going with the story just yet, either. As it is, this is technically my first fanfic (well the first one I've finishposted anywhere anyways!), so I'm just winging it. This is just fun for me! X3 Oh, and I do not own the YGO bishies!

Character conversion!
Jou - Haruhi
Kaiba - Kyoya
Otogi - Tamaki
Yugi - Hunny
Yami - Mori
Bakura - Hikaru
Ryou - Kaoru

Title: Host Club 1/?
Rating: PG-13 for now, will become R or NC-17 sooner or later
Genre(s): AU, OOC-ness, Humor, Romance
Pairing(s): Uknown for now! X3
Spoilers: None

"I'm talking!"
'I'm thinking!'
"This is me speaking, 'quoting something while I'm speaking,' kay?"

Summary: Jounochi Katsuya is a scholarship student in the prestigious Pegasus Private Academy and has to keep up his grades to stay. The problem? He can't seem to find a quiet place to study at school, that is until he heard of the empty music room at the end of the North hallway. What he finds there is not at all what he expected! (I suck at summaries! XD;; )

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Jou cursed quietly to himself as he silently 'stormed' out of the last library this schoolk had to offer. Even in there, there was too much chatter to be able to concentrate on his homework. Damn rich bastards, using the study halls and libraries as socializing. Not even considerate enough to think that maybe someone actually wanted to study! It was so damn easy for them! They didn't have to worry about keeping their grades up to stay in school. No, mommy and daddy's fat wallets helped them coast through! Not that he was bitter, mind you. Pushing the thick framed glasses up the bridge of his nose, carelessly flicking a few strands of disheveled blonde hair out of his line of sight, he climbs the floors to the room he had heard about. An empty music room at the end of the north hall. It was probably musty and dusty and maybe even used for nothing more than storage, but as long as he could be alone, and it was quiet, the blonde didn't care. He was panting for breath by the time he found the room, pushing the too long sleeves his sweater back up so that his hand clutching his book and notebook became visable again. This sweater used to belong to his pops and he didn't doubt that the old man could have possibly used the sweater while he was still in school it was so old. He read the plaque on the door. The third music room, this was it.

He tested the knob first, finding it unlocked, he pulled it open. Instantly he was bombarded with a flurry of sakura petals washing through, yelping and protecting his face from the strange and unlikely unslaught with his book. Once he felt the attack over he lowered the book back down, his eyes going wide at the sight before him. It certainly wasn't a dusty, dirty old storage room.

"Welcome!" six warm, inviting, sensual voices greeted at once. Inside the room was quite large and spacious, probably fitting all of Jou's old apartment and then some, furnished with various cushy, inviting looking couches and circular tables the likes you would find in a quaint little coffee houses. But no, that wasn't what had Jou staring dumbfounded. In the center of the room, facing right at the door were six boys, wearing the school uniform, all of them handsome or beautiful in their own respect. They were all simply lounging back on a large plush, red couch, as if sitting and staring at doors in wait of visitors was the most natural thing in the world.

Jou felt his eye twitch, well so much for a quiet place to study. He was just about to excuse himself when he was suddenly attacked once again, this time by various pairs of hands, pulling him into the room, "Ehhh?! What the hell do ya think yer doing?!" the frumpy looking blonde screeched in surprise, though was completely ignored.

"Hmm... a boy," golden brown eyes were suddenly staring into bright jade green, making the blonde blush and take a step back. The raven-haired boy who belonged to those green eyes gripped his chin, preventing him from moving further back. "Well, this certainly hasn't happened before, but we pride ourselves in being able to serve all kinds. You're that scolarship student aren't you? Jounouchi Katsuya? You must be the pride of your kind! Good for you! A shining example to all commoners! If you put your nose down hard to the grind, even you can make it to our elite ranks"

'What the hell is this shit talking about?!' Jou screamed mentally, but outwardly he was still too shocked to react, though goosebumps were breaking out over his skin and he got the distinctive urge to slug this guy's blathering mouth.

The raven-haired boy's full lips pulled up in a smirk. "So what is your style?" He pulled back with a flourish indicating the others. "We have the sharp, cool type," with an elegant wave of his hand, he indicated the a tall brunet with icey cold, calculating blue eyes behind elegantly framed glasses so very different from the blonde's.

"Otogi, slow down, you're probably just making him nervous. He looks like he's still in the closet," said brunet taunted with a cool smirk, pushing the frames back into place on the brdige of his nose, but he was ignored.

Otogi ignored the brunet and continued on, "Or perhaps you're more into the cute little boy types? Yugi makes a very good match if you like loli-shota types." He gestured to a small boy with strange tri-colored hair standing up in spikes. He looked like he should be in an elementry school, but he was wearing the highschool uniform.

"Hi!" Yugi chirped before Otogi moved on to the next boy.

The boy next to Yugi was... well it looked like an older, cooler version of Yugi, right down to the tri-colored hair up in large spikes. Though while he resembled Yugi, Jou would probably never confuse the two even at a quick glance. This boy had a darker tan to his skin, making him look exotic, his eyes a brilliant crimson, sharp and intelligent compared to Yugi's large, rounded, amethyst orbs. Otogi chuckled, noticing the way Jou was looking at Yami, "Or perhaps the exotic type is more your thing? If so then Yami would be perfect."

Yami didn't say a word, simply smirked lightly and bowed his head. Before Jou could get a word in edge wise, the one named Otogi was swiveling him around to face a pair of nearly identical faces framed by white blonde hair... Twins... There were some differences between them, mainly that one looked softer than the other. "Or maybe you would prefer to be the center of attention to beautiful and close knit twins. Ryou and Bakura can double your pleasure easily." Jou flushed crimson, the twins responding with a teasing giggle from the softer looking one and a knowing grin from the dangerous, wild looking one.

"U-uh... I..." Jou started but was cut off as emerald colored eyes were invading his personal space once again. "Or maybe..." Otogi started, a seductive smile playing across his lips, leaning closer to the frumpy blonde, "I'm more your type..?" The raven-haired teen all but purred as he leaned even closer to the taller blonde, having to stand on his tip toes for their lips to be a scant few centimeters apart, stroking a finger under his chin like one would stroke a cat.

"EEGYAAAH!" Jou screeched, having reached his limit of control, he jerked out of Otogi's hold, losing his balance in the process and bumping back against a pedestal holding a large, antique looking vase, said vase teetering to the opposite side, threatening to topple over. 'Oh no!' In what felt like slow motion Jou twisted around, reaching out to catch the case before it could fall, his fingers just brushing over the smooth procelin before it was out of his reach, time returning to speed with a loud, resounding crash. "Aaaah!" Eyes the size of saucers, the blonde ever so slowly turned back around to face the other six boys.

'Oh no~!" the softer looking one of the twins was beside him instantly, "That was the vase by Rune that was going to be the main feature in the next school auction."

"That's right," his twin continued, now on the other side of Jou looking down at the shattered pieces of the vase beyond the pedestal, "The bidding was going to start at $80,000."

"E-e-eighty thou-..!" Jou sputtered feeling his skin go cold and clammy. He bowed his head low. "I... I'm sorry! I'll pay for it!"

"You bet you will!" Bakura snerked.

"But how? You can't even afford a uniform," Ryou finished for his twin, his voice full of mock concern with just a hint of disdain.

"W-why you! I oughta..!"

The tall brunet hummed thoughtfully to interrupt them, scribbling notes down onto a notebook, "So what should we do about this Otogi?"

Otogi sighed thoughtfully, sitting back on a throne that seemingly appeared out of nowhere, "Well I suppose not alot can be done about this. Well Mr. Jounouchi. Are you aware of thesaying, 'If you don't have the cash we'll take it out on your ass?'"

Jou's eyes went wide. H-he couldn't mean...?!

"That's right," Otogi's eyes gleamed, "From now on your the Host Club's lap dog. You'll run all our chores and cleaning needs jus tlike a good little slave until your debt is paid."

Jou didn't know if he should be relieved or feel worse about this situation, the image of himself on his hands and knees in a floppy dog costume flashing through his mind. 'What have I gotten myself into...?'

~

"Oh Otogi, which dessert do you prefer? I brought mountain berry tarts and tiramisu." a mousy brown-haired girl gushed sitting right next to Otogi in the wide circle of girls.

"Neither can compare to just how sweet you are, my princess," Otogi purred, taking the girl's hand and kissing it lavishly, the girl nearly fainting from that alone and the others around him squealing loudly about Otogi's praises.

"Is this for real..?" Jou muttered to himself as he made his way into the club room, his arms laddled with groceries from his shopping excurtion.

"You'd be quite surprised just what our clients like," the blonde nearly jumped out of his skin when Seto Kaiba stepped out from the shadows, his data book in hand, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Shit! Give me a heart attack, why dontcha?!" Jou groused, catching his breath.

"Sorry," the brunet said, though he didn't look the least bit sorry. "The Pegasus High School Host Club was created so that the beautiful men of this school with a bit too much time on their hands can offer their looks and services to the lovely girls from wealthy familes who also have too much time on their hands. It's a tradition unique to this school."

"In other words, this here is just a result of boredum," Jou muttered to himself, but was still heard by the brunet.

Kaiba's eyes glinted, "I've calculated that with the sheer amount of your debt to us you'll be the clubs servant until your graduation." He almost grinned at the jolt that went through the blonde. Perfect, right on the mark, "Now go and put those groceries away, you'll serve tea and snacks to the tables next."

Jou grumbled under his breath about rich bastards, but nodded all the same, "Yes sir..." Shuffling along to put away the burden in his arms, he couldn't help but look around. The room seemed to be seperated into three main sections. One where the group of squealing ninnies were fawning over Otogi's sweet worded crap, a second just a group of girls talking amongst themselves as if waiting for someone, and the third...

Bakura was laughing uproariously around of bunch of giggling girls, Ryou red-faced next to him, "So then Ryou completely missed the catch and tripped over his own feet! Blam! he landed right on his face"

"Bakura!" Ryou whined, blushing crimson, "Don't tell that story!" He sniffled.

"Ohh! Poor Ryou!" One of the girls tittered.

Bakura ignored his twin and went on with his story, "Then he came crying to me and asked me to kiss it all better."

"BAKURA!!" Ryou cried in embarrassment, huffily turning away from the rougher looking twin, "How could you just tell that story to people? It's embarrassing!" he sniffled, the start of tears decorating the corners of his eyes.

"Ryou..." Bakura's expression softened, catching his twin by the wrist and pulling him back to face him, leaning over him to stare deeply into his eyes, cupping his face tenderly, "Forgive me, Ryou, it's just that you're so adorable when you're pitiful."

Ryou sniffled softly, leaning into Bakura's touch, blushing pink, already having forgotten his anger towards his twin, "B-bakura..."

"KYAAAAAA!!" Came the loud, shrill, squeal from, all the girls around them, "The brotherly love! It's too cute!"

Jour felt his eye twitch again just watching them, they were playing the gay incest card to please girls? What the hell kind of girls went to this school anyways?! He shook his head and decided that he didn't want to ponder that question in depth, continuing his trek to the pantry to put the groceries away. A trek which was interrupted by the loud boom of the door, Yami sauntering in with Yugi on piggyback.

"Sorry we're late, everyone!" Yugi chirped, bounding happily towards the group of girls sitting by themselves, "I fell asleep waiting for Yami's kendou practice to finish." As if proving his point, he yawned loudly, rubbing sleeiping at his eyes, "I'm still alittle tired," he mewled.

The girls squealed and two tried to hug Yugi to them at once, "Kyaaa! So cute!"

"Ladies," Yami bowed his head in greetings, the light smirk teasing his lips making the rest of the girls swoon.

'... Seriously, what is what with these girls?!' Jou lips ticked up, his eye twitching slightly again. Kaiba was right about one thing, everyone here just had too much damn time on their hands!

"You've got $80,000 worth of chores to do," Otogi puffed warm air against the back of Jou's neck, having snuck up behind him.

"GYAAH!" Jou nearly jumped out of his skin, clapping a hand against the back of his neck. "Stop that!" he shot Otogia dirty look.

Otogi smirked, leaning in closer, "What? You don't care for that technique?"

Jou sighed, getting the distinct impression that he was talking to a stubborn child. "I don't care about any of yer 'techniques.' It ain't about that. Man or a woman, looks and technique ain't what it's all about, it's about what's on the inside, right?"

The teasing smirk slipped from Otogi's lips for a second, looking at Jou like he might be seeing something he might have missed before, then he shrugged it off, "Well that's true, and oh what a wonderous burden it is for those who God bestowed perfection upon, inside and out!" Voice taking dramatic tones, his hand flattening on his chest over his heart as if he felt faint. "Not to brag of course," he added with a smirk, "Not that you would understand what I'm talking about anyways, but you can console yourself with your ideals if it makes you feel better. I understand! How could you possibly live with yourself otherwise" He clasped Jou's hand in both of his, eyes shining bright with mock sympathy, "I mean, why else show off works of art in a museum? Because they are beautiful. Beautiful things were meant to be shown off, and as those born beautiful it is our duty to do so. That's why I've established this club! For those who hunger for and crave beauty! I myself pursue it with will and vigor~"

The raven haired boy went on prattling on about the duties of the beautiful, but Jou had stopped listening long ago. 'This guy..! H-he's so... so... Gah, what's the word I'm looking for? More than bothersome, though it can mean that. Geez, what is it? It's on the tip of my tongue...' He didn't notice the twins sneaking up behind him again he was so lost in thought. They were just about to pounce on him, Otogi now facing him to continue his lecture on the beautiful when the word came to him, smacking the bottom of his fist on his palm, "I got it, you're annoying." he declared without realizing he was speaking out loud, pointing a finger right at Otogi.

Otogi stopped mid-speech, his eyes going wide, then childishly hurt, curled up in a fetal position a few feet away the next second, the twins laughing loudly on either side of Jou. "That's telling him!" Bakura cheered, patting Jou hard on the back, making the blonde stumble forward a step. Next to him Ryou giggled softly, "Ah, the commoner's blunt tongue."

'Oops, did I say that out loud..? Oh well, I guess I should apologize...' Jou sighed, "Umm... Otogi..?"

"Master."

"Huh..?" Jou paused, perplexed.

"It's 'Master Otogi' to you," green eyes glowing in anger glared at Jou, making the blonde gulp and take a step back.

'Dammit!' Jou mentally cursed, but swallowed down his pride, "Master Otogi, I-" he was interrupted by the twins once again.

"Hey, what is this?" Bakura asked pulling out a can of instant coffee from one of the grocery bags.

"Umm... That's coffee..." Jou answered, a niggling feeling in the pit of his stomach telling him that this would not go well, "It was on the list."

"Coffee...?" Ryou asked, peeking over Bakura's shoulder at the can as if he had never seen anything like it before, "You mean ground coffee..?"

"Well actually it's instant coffee." There was a collective gasp from everyone in the room and Jou realized for the first time that everyone was staring at them.

"Whoa! You mean the kind that you just pour hot water in?" Otogi, having completely forgotten his anger, snatched the can out of Bakura's hand. "Amazing!

"I've heard of it, but I've never actually seen it," Kaiba commented, not able to help himself from joining the growing flock of curious stares, though his stare was somewhat less interested, as if just noticing it and passing comment.

"So it's true! Poor people don't have the time to grind their coffee beans!" Ryou gasped out in amazement.

"It's how the common folk cope, I guess," Bakura shrugged, though his eyes showed just how curious and amazed he was, too.

"I've always wanted to try it!" Yugi cheered. "Let's brew some up!"

"Okay, I get it!" Jou cried out, having had enough of this insanity, snatching the coffee can back out of Otogi's hands. "I'll take it back and buy the expensive stuff. Rich bastards." he grumbled the last part to himself.

"NO!" Otogi reclaimed the precious can on coffee and cradled it like a long lost child, "I'll drink this!"

"Whoa, you're brave," Bakura said.

"I'll try some, too!" one girl squeaked.

"Me, too!" came a few more hesitant responses, "I-if Otogi does..."

Jou shrugged, "Suit yourselves, but you can't blame me if you don't like it."

And so Otogi and entourage scurried off to the kitchen to begin boiling the water.

"They're just messing around you know."

Jou jumped, he hadn't realized that anyone was still there. Sitting on the couch had to be one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen, Golden blonde waves tumbling elegantly, framing a heart shaped face, finely touched with make up, long lashes teasingly fluttering over bewitching violet eyes.

"This sort of thing just won't suit their taste at all," the girl, probably a second year, continued, taking a sip of her tea.

"Umm... Excuse me..?" Jou wondered just what she was getting at.

"Oh!" she glanced at him, as if just noticing he was there, "Nothing, dear. I was just talking to myself."

"Oh... okay..." Jou refrained from commenting how people who talked to themselves were usually a bit touched in the head, glad for once when the twins came bounding toward him.

"Jou! We need your help preparing the coffee!" They each took one hand and dragged the blonde off.

Mai's delicate smile was gone the next second. To say that she was miffed that her personal time with Otogi was being interrupted for something ad idiotic as commoner's coffee would be an understatement. It was that blonde mutt! She didn't know what had everyone staring at him like he was made of white gold, it was probably that they had never seen anything so ratty so close to them before, and they were curious, but it angered her all the same. Why pay attention to trash when you had a queen by your side?!

Water boiled and coffee served, cups were handed all around.

"I... I don't know about this. If my father found out, he would flip!" the mousey brown-haired girl from before stuttered as she took the cup offered to her.

"Would you rather drink it from my mouth?" Otogi purred, instantly by her side and delicately cupping her face between his hands like one would hold delicate rose petals.

The poor girl blushed crimson, her stuttering becoming about ten times worse, "N-no! A... a cup is fine..!" But she instantly looked like she regretted declining the invitation.

"Well then," Otogi took his own cup and raised it in a toast, "To the commoner's coffee!" There was a cheer from all surrounding and at the same time they all took their first sip, Jou thinking they were just crazy, spoiled brats for the show they were making over instant coffee.

"It seems wrong that Otogi would drink such swill, don't you think, Ms. Mai?" One of Mai's cohorts whispered to the pretty blonde.

"I suppose it's a phase he's going through," Mai sighed softly, not showing any of the rage she felt, "Though I must say he is taking it a bit far." She huffed at the spectacle Otogi was making of himself over the joys of instant coffee, personally offended that any of them were liking that trash, but especially Otogi.

"Jou! More coffee!" Otogi held out his empty teacup to the blonde.

Jou, after a moment's hesitation, took the teacup, muttering to himself about brats that didn't know how to serve their own cup of coffee.

~
(Next week)

"Alright men! Today we investigate these 'Instant Ramen Noodles' the common folk seem to go wild over!" Otogi announced with the flourish, getting cheers from the other club members. "And of course our special thanks to Jou for supplying us with this ramen. Right Jou?" Emerald jeweled eyes sparkled happily.

"Yeah... I guess..." Jou sighed, feeling rather foolish. For the past few days Otogi had been asking him to bring instant and snack foods for the host club to 'investiage.' At first it had been funny to see their exagerrated reactions to glazed donuts and the like, but now it was just... annoying. At least they would give him the money to buy this stuff everyday.

Taking a deep breath he calmly and slowly began to explain how instant ramen was prepared. "And now with these cups you let it set for three minutes. There are larger cups where you have to wait four or five minutes, but this is just for demonstration."

"If we have to wait three minutes, it's not really instant, is it?" Ryou commented as he put the lid back over his own ramen cup.

"Well it's faster than it would be to prepare it from scratch." Jou tried to explain calmly, keeping all annoyed comments to himself.

"But still, calling it 'Instant Ramen' is giving the consumer false expectations, right?" Bakura continued for his twin. "Why not just call it '3-Minute Ramen?"

Jou took a deep, supposedly calming breath then answered through gritted teeth, imagining smack the twins with their cups of instant ramen, "Because... that doesn't roll off the tongue as easily as 'Instant Ramen,' okay...?"

Ryou opened his mouth to ask something else when Yami interrupted, "The seasonings stuck to the lid," he said simply, pointing to the lid of his ramen cup where indeed a bunch of the seasoning was stuck to the lead.

Jou was glad for the interruption, smiling his thanks at Yami. He couldn't be sure, but he was sure that crimson eyes were twinkling in a smirk, "Oh, well that can happen sometimes. What you can do to prevent this is adding the seasonings under the noodles." He demonstrated by taking an extra cup of ramen, opening it and turning the cup over in his hand, the dried, clumped noodles caught as a whole in his hand. He placed it on the lid, then took the packet of seasoning and opened it, sprinking it into the empty cup, then dumped the clumped noodles back in, adding hot water, then putting the lid back on. "Like that."

"Ohhhh~!" Otogi, eyes wide with child-like wonderment at the simple yet ingenious technique that commoners used, clasped both of Jou's hands in one of his own, his free hand cupping the blonde's cheek. "Such technique! Such intelligence! Please, allow me to show you phsyically just how I moved I am," he purred as he leaned closer to Jou, their lips just a few inches apart. Of course he wasn't attracted to such a mutt, but he knew when to properly reward someone.

Jou looked away with a grimace, "No, really... Thanks aren't needed."

"Doesn't this look wrong, Ryou?" Bakura hummed, looking between the raven-haired boy and the golden blonde.

"Yes, a rather mismatched pair, Bakura," Ryou nodded, looking quite upset as he looked between the two as well.

Otogi smirked a bit, but Jou just looked confused, "What are ya going on about now?"

"Well..." Ryou started off thoughtfully, trying to put it as delicately as possible. "Girls in this school are attracted to good looking gay men, and using the tension between 'friends and more than friends' is a good technique to get them all to go wild, but..."

"It has to be a good looking pair to get the maximum affect," Bakura continued seemlessly. "For example Ryou and I can take the twin card to crank that sort of thing to the maximum dangerous level. It's the beauty of symmetry, and all that."

Suddenly they were both invading Jou's personal space, eyes half-lidded and lusty. "Just imagine it," Ryou pressed closer to Jou's side, making the blonde go ridig, face coloring crimson, "To be loved by two men with such a close relationship. The stimulation!"

"It's the ultimate romance wouldn't you say?" Bakura purred, pressing close to the blonde on the opposite side of his twin.

"W-wha..." Jou's throat worked, "W-what are ya doing..?" he tried to sound outraged, but his voice sounded so meek even in his own ears.

The twins smirked then turned away at the same time, "Of course, that's impossible for you," the both said at the same time, making Jou's eye twitch at the insult. "We're just wasting our breath trying to explain it to you."

"So it all comes down to looks once again, huh?" Otogi looked thoughtful.

Jou was so red-faced with embarrassment and rage that his glasses actually fogged over. "Well who asked you?!" He turned and away from them, starting when he realized that Kaiba had been right at his back the whole time.

"Here," Kaiba handed him a white handkerchief, looking at his fogged glasses.

Jou nodded his thanks, taking the clothe and pulling his glasses off. Kaiba was the only one who could see his face. For just a split second there was a look of surprise on his face if anyone had bothered to look, but the next second it was gone, and instead the tiniest of smirks was tugging at his lips.

Having cleaned his glasses, Jou gave Kaiba the clothe back, smiling sheepishly, "Thanks.."

Kaiba simply took the clothe back, nodded, "My glasses get fogged sometimes, too." He shrugged off his own explanation.

"Your glasses," Otogi started, making both Jou and Kaiba look at the raven-haired boy. Otogi reached for Jou's glasses, his fingertips tapping the rims. "They make your eyes look almost comically large. And They're such old-fashioned specs, too."

"Ah... Well, they used to belong to my pops. I used to ahve contacts, but I lost them during the admission ceremony. Hey!" Jou was taken by surprise when his glasses were suddenly snatched away from his face.

"You... you..." Otogi's eyes went wide, stepping closer to Jou and blocking everyone else's view. This time it was he who had a hard time forming words. His mouth opened and closed a few times, no words coming out. He stopped, took a deep breath, eyes closing to calm himself, then snapped back open. Still looking right at Jou, he snapped out commands. "Ryou, Bakura! Call your stylists!" He snapped his fingers to reinforce the importance of his commands."

"Yes sir!" the twins spoke as one, Ryou whipping out his cell phone and speed dialing their hair stylist.

"Kaiba, ring up the school tailor! Yami, fetch a pair of disposable contacts from the nurse's office!" His words were taken as law, Kaiba already on the phone and Yami dashing off to the nurse's office.

"What about me??" Wide amethyst eyes stared up at Otogi excitedly, Yugi all but vibrating in place.

"Yugi, eat your cake!" Otogi commanded with all the authority that he had commanded the rest.

Yugi blinked, his excitement wilting, and nodded. "I can do that," he muttered and trudged back to his snack table.

The whole time Jou couldn't do more then stare at them all in shock and wonder just what the hell had happened for the sudden change in atmosphere. He actyally squeaked when those emerald eyes fell on him again.

"Come with me," Otogi took hold of his hand and started to drag him off.

"W-wha-hey?! Where are ya taking me?! What the hell is goin' on?!" Jou strugged uselessly as he was all but tossed into a changing room that he could have sworn was not there just a few seconds ago, screaming as mulitple hands reached out to him to pull him in.

~

To be continued(?)

What do you think? Just remember this if my first fic (technically!)! Should I continue it? Is it a load of crock?! Please review and let me know!