[fic] YGO/MK-ish Fusion
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dogmatix_san.
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I hate him, I hate him, I hate him…” Was Jounouchi’s chant as he stalked down the school corridors.
Yuugi half-trotted to keep up with him, a placating expression on his face. “Calm down, Jounouchi-kun. I’m sure he didn’t mean to insult you.”
“Oh yes he did.” Jounouchi growled back at his best friend. “Just like -I- meant ta insult -him-.”
Only it hadn’t worked out quite so well. As in completely utterly failed on his part.
Jounouchi Katsuya was the son of the Superintendent General of the Domino Metropolitan Police, and had a reputation as a fledgling detective. His parents had split up several years prior, his mother missing her native New York and he’d spent a few years with her in the States before returning to Japan.
He’d come back for one simple reason.
Ryuu the Phantom Thief.
The mysterious thief, or ‘Kaitou’, had appeared on the scene previously that year, targeting anything that was either made of large quantities of gold, or Egyptian. Usually both.
And he –always- got away.
Which was pretty damn impressive for a guy who freakin’ –announced- his thefts and wore white at night.
Jounouchi was bound and determined to catch him. The thief had returned some items, or conveniently ‘dropped’ them during his escape, but six items hadn’t been returned, each one with supposed mystical properties. Six of the Sennen Items.
And it looked like the Kaitou Ryuu was after a seventh, Jounouchi’s best friend Yuugi’s puzzle The puzzle was Yuugi’s treasure, a gold upside down pyramid that the small boy always wore around his neck like a pendant. He’d worked on it for eight years before finally completing it shortly before he and Jounouchi had become friends. There was something mysterious about the puzzle and Yuugi, other than his strange anti-gravity starfish hair, but Jounouchi hadn’t quite figured out what yet.
Not that he was trying particularly hard. He was just grateful to have made a friend as quickly as he had. And Yuugi was a good friend.
Unlike some other people in his class. Kaiba Seto, billionaire and owner of Kaiba Corporation was a constant thorn in his side. He didn’t know what he had done in a past life to piss off the tall blue eyed boy, but it must have been bad. He’d been repeatedly told by classmates that usually the only thing that would even -annoy- Kaiba was harming his little brother Mokuba.
Jounouchi had never even met Mokuba, much less insulted him. Yet shouting matches with the billionaire had somehow become a daily occurrence.
Unfortunately, for Jounouchi’s self admittedly hair-trigger temper, Kaiba had the habit of coming out on top in their little snarking contests. Like today.
Yuugi frowned at him, more of a pout really. The spiky haired boy didn’t like it when people didn’t get along. Jounouchi sighed, taking a deep breath and let it out. He really had to stop letting Kaiba get under his skin like that. But he really hated being called a-
“Mutt.” Kaiba’s oh-so-cool sneer interrupted his mental dialogue. Kaiba always referred to him by canine names. ‘Mutt’ and ‘Police Dog’ were two of his favourite.
Jounouchi spun around, already bristling. It was on the tip of his tongue to insult back, but he could see Yuugi staring at him. “Kaiba.” He spat instead.
“Good luck with catching Ryuu tonight.” Kaiba smirked. “I’m sure you’ll need it.”
Kaiba wasn’t actually a fan of Kaitou Ryuu, he just liked to rub it in Jounouchi’s face that the blond couldn’t seem to catch the thief.
“Thanks.” He drawled sarcastically. “I’ll be sure to pass your warm wishes on to Ryuu as well.”
“You do that.” Kaiba turned his attention to Yuugi, his expression far more polite, if distant. “Motou. No hard feelings.”
And with that cryptic comment, Kaiba strode off, the crowd parting before him like a knife through jell-o.
“What the hell did that mean?” He grumbled.
“Language, Jounouchi-kun.” Yuugi scolded. He grimaced in response. He was getting better about swearing. Slowly. Mostly because of Yuugi’s influence.
“Your ‘Jiichan still okay with me spending the night?” He questioned instead, changing the subject. School was out, they had homework to do and a heist to prepare for. He certainly didn’t want to hang out here longer than he had to.
“I told you, Jounouchi-kun.” Yuugi bounced a little, happily this time, not to keep pace with him. “’Jiichan -likes- you. You’re welcome at my house anytime.”
“Yeah, well…” He trailed off, running a hand through is hair. Yuugi liked everyone, he didn’t have a mean bone in his body. But Jounouchi didn’t quite fit into school, the blond hair he inherited from his Mom standing out like a bright shining target at school. Mixed with his gangster attitude it tended put him on the ‘not parentally approved’ list, detective or no. He could dye his hair black to fit in, but that just wasn’t him.
Yuugi just smiled reassuringly at him and began to talk excitedly about some of the newest games they had gotten in at his grandfather’s game shop. Games were Yuugi’s life.
He just hoped his skills were enough to protect his friend’s most treasured one.
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The note was simple. 20:00. Kame Game Shop. Sennen Puzzle. And then signed with a little caricature of a dragon that had lead to the Kaitou’s nickname of ‘Ryuu’, a Japanese word for ‘Dragon’.
Jounouchi doubted it would be that simple however. Things rarely were.
Nakamori Ginzo, the police inspector that was head of the Kaitou Ryuu Task Force was Yuugi’s Uncle, his mother’s brother. Jounouchi thought it would have been impossible to tell if he hadn’t seen Yuugi’s mom. The strange spiky hair was genetic, Yuugi’s Grandfather and Father had it, but his mom was just as normal looking as the next person.
What did set Nakamori apart from most people however, was his temper. It was worse than Jounouchi’s. And the older guy had a bigger vocabulary as well. Jounouchi had once been treated to a fifteen minute long tirade on civilians interfering with police work and Nakamori hadn’t repeated a swear the entire time. Nakamori had both Jounouchi’s respect and a ten-metre blast radius that Jounouchi made sure he stayed clear of.
Currently Nakamori was shouting as his men, making last minute preparations. Not that it would do any good, really. Kaitou Ryuu was a master of disguise and had more of an arsenal than Batman himself. They still weren’t completely sure on the thief’s methods, just that he got in, got out and no one could figure out how.
Jounouchi was watching from Yuugi’s window, which was upstairs above the game shop. Nakamori had wanted to replace the puzzle with a fake, but Yuugi had been adamant about not removing the puzzle from around his neck. And for a scrawny guy, Yuugi was hard to argue with once he’d made up his mind.
He also swung a mean frying pan.
So while the police were setting up outside to keep the thief from coming in, Jounouchi was staying with Yuugi, to keep the thief from getting out. Not that he didn’t have any trust in the police… but the track record kind of spoke for itself.
“You ready?” He asked Yuugi. Yuugi was sitting on his bed, the puzzle cradled thoughtfully between his hands. He seemed to be communicating with it silently.
Yuugi smiled at him, looking vaguely melancholy. “As we’re going to be.” He put the cord back around his neck and stood up, picking up a frying pan from beside him as he did so, a serious look on his face. He was ready.
Jounouchi patted him on the back. “Good.”
A shout came from outside, getting their attention. It was eight o’clock and Kaitou Ryuu had been spotted outside. The police surged off, chasing his pale shadow. Yuugi’s hand on his arm stopped him from charging to the window to look. “Wait.”
Jounouchi turned to look at his friend again. Yuugi… Yuugi was different. It was still Yuugi, just taller, with spikier hair and an aura around him that almost seemed menacing. “Yuugi?”
Movement out of the corner of his eye drew his attention away from the changes in Yuugi. Kaitou Ryuu was there, his white cape being blown around him by the wind from the window. “You!”
He’d never seen Kaitou Ryuu up close, all of their encounters had been from a distance with him unable to get any closer. The thief was taller than he expected, obviously fit but still on the lean side. He was dressed in his trademark white suit, top hat, cape and a monocle hiding his face. This close he could make out that the thief had brown hair and that the shirt under the suit was black, with a blue tie. Obviously a well made suit or the material underneath would have shown through.
He had enough time to be grateful that he was between the thief and his friend when Kaitou Ryuu did something unexpected. He smirked.
Jounouchi –knew- that smirk. He saw it nearly every day. But before he could place where he saw it, the thief held up a golden rod, with what looked like a winged eyeball on the end of it. And then thinking was done from a distance.
It was like he was floating outside of his body, everything was drifting, detached. He could hear voices, see movement, but it was all distorted, having no relevance to what was going on. He was vaguely aware of motion around him, but paid no attention to it.
“Jounouchi!”
Something pushed at him, but it was insubstantial, insignificant really. Just an annoyance, like the buzz in his ears.
“Jounouchi! Fight it, Jounouchi!!!”
He was touching something, cool and smooth. He was supposed to grab that thing. That’s right. Grab it and deliver it to someone else.
“Snap out of it, Jounouchi!”
It was familiar, with sharp edges on it. A glimmer of gold caught his attention.
“JOUNOUCHI!”
Gold. Yuugi’s puzzle. He had his hands around Yuugi’s puzzle.
Reality reinserted itself.
He was in Yuugi’s room, protecting Yuugi and his treasure from Ryuu the Phantom Thief. So why was he holding on to it, nearly strangling Yuugi in the process? He yanked his hands back, nearly dropping his friend on the floor. “Yuugi?! What happened? I’m so sorry!”
“Not your fault.” Yuugi assured him. His friend’s eyes were still as friendly towards him as ever, but there was still that dangerous aura around him. Especially when he looked –past- Jounouchi, at Kaitou Ryuu.
Jounouchi turned, adding his glare as well. “What did you do to me?”
“I’m impressed.” Kaitou Ryuu drawled. “The Pharaoh trained his dog well. Very well, I shall get it another way, some other time.”
With a shower of sparkling lights that reminded Jounouchi of the Duel Monsters hologram exploding, Kaitou Ryuu disappeared.
Jounouchi took a step forward, looking around to make sure the thief was really and truly gone, but not willing to leave his friend vulnerable.
“He’s gone.” Yuugi commented, his voice full of calm authority. Jounouchi covertly watched as his friend closed his eyes and sighed, almost appearing to shrink in on himself. When Yuugi looked up again, it was the wide-eyed innocent he was used to seeing again. “Thanks.”
“I didn’t do anything.” He muttered. Except get in the way and apparently almost kill his best friend. Just what exactly had happened there? What had the Kaitou Ryuu done anyway?
“You did too.” Yuugi smiled at him. “You did more than you know.”
He shrugged it off and glanced out the window. Nakamori and his men appeared to be crawling out of a giant dogpile with apparently no one on the bottom of it. He sighed.
“I guess we should get ready for bed.” Yuugi stretched, looking all cute and sleepy. “Did you bring your toothbrush, Jounouchi-kun?”
“Yeah.” He agreed distractedly, various details of the encounter niggling at his brain. Kyuu had referred to him as the Pharaoh’s Dog. The thief had been addressing Yuugi at the time, meaning that Kaitou Kyuu had just called him a Dog.
There was only one other person that called him a dog.
Kaiba Seto had the money to be able to pull off strange elaborate heists. Turning the holographic technology he was famous for towards disguises and thefts could explain a lot of the tricks the Kaitou Ryuu pulled off.
But there was no way that stick-up-his-ass Kaiba could be Ryuu the Phantom Thief.
… was there?
-fin-
[edit:] Lookie! Ytak wrote more! ^___^
dogmatix_san.+++
I hate him, I hate him, I hate him…” Was Jounouchi’s chant as he stalked down the school corridors.
Yuugi half-trotted to keep up with him, a placating expression on his face. “Calm down, Jounouchi-kun. I’m sure he didn’t mean to insult you.”
“Oh yes he did.” Jounouchi growled back at his best friend. “Just like -I- meant ta insult -him-.”
Only it hadn’t worked out quite so well. As in completely utterly failed on his part.
Jounouchi Katsuya was the son of the Superintendent General of the Domino Metropolitan Police, and had a reputation as a fledgling detective. His parents had split up several years prior, his mother missing her native New York and he’d spent a few years with her in the States before returning to Japan.
He’d come back for one simple reason.
Ryuu the Phantom Thief.
The mysterious thief, or ‘Kaitou’, had appeared on the scene previously that year, targeting anything that was either made of large quantities of gold, or Egyptian. Usually both.
And he –always- got away.
Which was pretty damn impressive for a guy who freakin’ –announced- his thefts and wore white at night.
Jounouchi was bound and determined to catch him. The thief had returned some items, or conveniently ‘dropped’ them during his escape, but six items hadn’t been returned, each one with supposed mystical properties. Six of the Sennen Items.
And it looked like the Kaitou Ryuu was after a seventh, Jounouchi’s best friend Yuugi’s puzzle The puzzle was Yuugi’s treasure, a gold upside down pyramid that the small boy always wore around his neck like a pendant. He’d worked on it for eight years before finally completing it shortly before he and Jounouchi had become friends. There was something mysterious about the puzzle and Yuugi, other than his strange anti-gravity starfish hair, but Jounouchi hadn’t quite figured out what yet.
Not that he was trying particularly hard. He was just grateful to have made a friend as quickly as he had. And Yuugi was a good friend.
Unlike some other people in his class. Kaiba Seto, billionaire and owner of Kaiba Corporation was a constant thorn in his side. He didn’t know what he had done in a past life to piss off the tall blue eyed boy, but it must have been bad. He’d been repeatedly told by classmates that usually the only thing that would even -annoy- Kaiba was harming his little brother Mokuba.
Jounouchi had never even met Mokuba, much less insulted him. Yet shouting matches with the billionaire had somehow become a daily occurrence.
Unfortunately, for Jounouchi’s self admittedly hair-trigger temper, Kaiba had the habit of coming out on top in their little snarking contests. Like today.
Yuugi frowned at him, more of a pout really. The spiky haired boy didn’t like it when people didn’t get along. Jounouchi sighed, taking a deep breath and let it out. He really had to stop letting Kaiba get under his skin like that. But he really hated being called a-
“Mutt.” Kaiba’s oh-so-cool sneer interrupted his mental dialogue. Kaiba always referred to him by canine names. ‘Mutt’ and ‘Police Dog’ were two of his favourite.
Jounouchi spun around, already bristling. It was on the tip of his tongue to insult back, but he could see Yuugi staring at him. “Kaiba.” He spat instead.
“Good luck with catching Ryuu tonight.” Kaiba smirked. “I’m sure you’ll need it.”
Kaiba wasn’t actually a fan of Kaitou Ryuu, he just liked to rub it in Jounouchi’s face that the blond couldn’t seem to catch the thief.
“Thanks.” He drawled sarcastically. “I’ll be sure to pass your warm wishes on to Ryuu as well.”
“You do that.” Kaiba turned his attention to Yuugi, his expression far more polite, if distant. “Motou. No hard feelings.”
And with that cryptic comment, Kaiba strode off, the crowd parting before him like a knife through jell-o.
“What the hell did that mean?” He grumbled.
“Language, Jounouchi-kun.” Yuugi scolded. He grimaced in response. He was getting better about swearing. Slowly. Mostly because of Yuugi’s influence.
“Your ‘Jiichan still okay with me spending the night?” He questioned instead, changing the subject. School was out, they had homework to do and a heist to prepare for. He certainly didn’t want to hang out here longer than he had to.
“I told you, Jounouchi-kun.” Yuugi bounced a little, happily this time, not to keep pace with him. “’Jiichan -likes- you. You’re welcome at my house anytime.”
“Yeah, well…” He trailed off, running a hand through is hair. Yuugi liked everyone, he didn’t have a mean bone in his body. But Jounouchi didn’t quite fit into school, the blond hair he inherited from his Mom standing out like a bright shining target at school. Mixed with his gangster attitude it tended put him on the ‘not parentally approved’ list, detective or no. He could dye his hair black to fit in, but that just wasn’t him.
Yuugi just smiled reassuringly at him and began to talk excitedly about some of the newest games they had gotten in at his grandfather’s game shop. Games were Yuugi’s life.
He just hoped his skills were enough to protect his friend’s most treasured one.
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The note was simple. 20:00. Kame Game Shop. Sennen Puzzle. And then signed with a little caricature of a dragon that had lead to the Kaitou’s nickname of ‘Ryuu’, a Japanese word for ‘Dragon’.
Jounouchi doubted it would be that simple however. Things rarely were.
Nakamori Ginzo, the police inspector that was head of the Kaitou Ryuu Task Force was Yuugi’s Uncle, his mother’s brother. Jounouchi thought it would have been impossible to tell if he hadn’t seen Yuugi’s mom. The strange spiky hair was genetic, Yuugi’s Grandfather and Father had it, but his mom was just as normal looking as the next person.
What did set Nakamori apart from most people however, was his temper. It was worse than Jounouchi’s. And the older guy had a bigger vocabulary as well. Jounouchi had once been treated to a fifteen minute long tirade on civilians interfering with police work and Nakamori hadn’t repeated a swear the entire time. Nakamori had both Jounouchi’s respect and a ten-metre blast radius that Jounouchi made sure he stayed clear of.
Currently Nakamori was shouting as his men, making last minute preparations. Not that it would do any good, really. Kaitou Ryuu was a master of disguise and had more of an arsenal than Batman himself. They still weren’t completely sure on the thief’s methods, just that he got in, got out and no one could figure out how.
Jounouchi was watching from Yuugi’s window, which was upstairs above the game shop. Nakamori had wanted to replace the puzzle with a fake, but Yuugi had been adamant about not removing the puzzle from around his neck. And for a scrawny guy, Yuugi was hard to argue with once he’d made up his mind.
He also swung a mean frying pan.
So while the police were setting up outside to keep the thief from coming in, Jounouchi was staying with Yuugi, to keep the thief from getting out. Not that he didn’t have any trust in the police… but the track record kind of spoke for itself.
“You ready?” He asked Yuugi. Yuugi was sitting on his bed, the puzzle cradled thoughtfully between his hands. He seemed to be communicating with it silently.
Yuugi smiled at him, looking vaguely melancholy. “As we’re going to be.” He put the cord back around his neck and stood up, picking up a frying pan from beside him as he did so, a serious look on his face. He was ready.
Jounouchi patted him on the back. “Good.”
A shout came from outside, getting their attention. It was eight o’clock and Kaitou Ryuu had been spotted outside. The police surged off, chasing his pale shadow. Yuugi’s hand on his arm stopped him from charging to the window to look. “Wait.”
Jounouchi turned to look at his friend again. Yuugi… Yuugi was different. It was still Yuugi, just taller, with spikier hair and an aura around him that almost seemed menacing. “Yuugi?”
Movement out of the corner of his eye drew his attention away from the changes in Yuugi. Kaitou Ryuu was there, his white cape being blown around him by the wind from the window. “You!”
He’d never seen Kaitou Ryuu up close, all of their encounters had been from a distance with him unable to get any closer. The thief was taller than he expected, obviously fit but still on the lean side. He was dressed in his trademark white suit, top hat, cape and a monocle hiding his face. This close he could make out that the thief had brown hair and that the shirt under the suit was black, with a blue tie. Obviously a well made suit or the material underneath would have shown through.
He had enough time to be grateful that he was between the thief and his friend when Kaitou Ryuu did something unexpected. He smirked.
Jounouchi –knew- that smirk. He saw it nearly every day. But before he could place where he saw it, the thief held up a golden rod, with what looked like a winged eyeball on the end of it. And then thinking was done from a distance.
It was like he was floating outside of his body, everything was drifting, detached. He could hear voices, see movement, but it was all distorted, having no relevance to what was going on. He was vaguely aware of motion around him, but paid no attention to it.
“Jounouchi!”
Something pushed at him, but it was insubstantial, insignificant really. Just an annoyance, like the buzz in his ears.
“Jounouchi! Fight it, Jounouchi!!!”
He was touching something, cool and smooth. He was supposed to grab that thing. That’s right. Grab it and deliver it to someone else.
“Snap out of it, Jounouchi!”
It was familiar, with sharp edges on it. A glimmer of gold caught his attention.
“JOUNOUCHI!”
Gold. Yuugi’s puzzle. He had his hands around Yuugi’s puzzle.
Reality reinserted itself.
He was in Yuugi’s room, protecting Yuugi and his treasure from Ryuu the Phantom Thief. So why was he holding on to it, nearly strangling Yuugi in the process? He yanked his hands back, nearly dropping his friend on the floor. “Yuugi?! What happened? I’m so sorry!”
“Not your fault.” Yuugi assured him. His friend’s eyes were still as friendly towards him as ever, but there was still that dangerous aura around him. Especially when he looked –past- Jounouchi, at Kaitou Ryuu.
Jounouchi turned, adding his glare as well. “What did you do to me?”
“I’m impressed.” Kaitou Ryuu drawled. “The Pharaoh trained his dog well. Very well, I shall get it another way, some other time.”
With a shower of sparkling lights that reminded Jounouchi of the Duel Monsters hologram exploding, Kaitou Ryuu disappeared.
Jounouchi took a step forward, looking around to make sure the thief was really and truly gone, but not willing to leave his friend vulnerable.
“He’s gone.” Yuugi commented, his voice full of calm authority. Jounouchi covertly watched as his friend closed his eyes and sighed, almost appearing to shrink in on himself. When Yuugi looked up again, it was the wide-eyed innocent he was used to seeing again. “Thanks.”
“I didn’t do anything.” He muttered. Except get in the way and apparently almost kill his best friend. Just what exactly had happened there? What had the Kaitou Ryuu done anyway?
“You did too.” Yuugi smiled at him. “You did more than you know.”
He shrugged it off and glanced out the window. Nakamori and his men appeared to be crawling out of a giant dogpile with apparently no one on the bottom of it. He sighed.
“I guess we should get ready for bed.” Yuugi stretched, looking all cute and sleepy. “Did you bring your toothbrush, Jounouchi-kun?”
“Yeah.” He agreed distractedly, various details of the encounter niggling at his brain. Kyuu had referred to him as the Pharaoh’s Dog. The thief had been addressing Yuugi at the time, meaning that Kaitou Kyuu had just called him a Dog.
There was only one other person that called him a dog.
Kaiba Seto had the money to be able to pull off strange elaborate heists. Turning the holographic technology he was famous for towards disguises and thefts could explain a lot of the tricks the Kaitou Ryuu pulled off.
But there was no way that stick-up-his-ass Kaiba could be Ryuu the Phantom Thief.
… was there?
-fin-
[edit:] Lookie! Ytak wrote more! ^___^
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Date: 2006-02-01 04:39 am (UTC)Santa ClauseKaiba-Ryuu connection. 'Pharaoh'.. wow, Seto with all his memories, now that's going to be interesting. Lovely fic. Reaally liked Yuugi-oh. *prrprrr*no subject
Date: 2006-02-01 07:21 am (UTC)