|Be Careful What You Wish For: Book 1
Author: Khemet-Egyptian Vampire PM
"How? How did this happen? I just wanted to fix things and I blew it for everyone by making that stupid wish." "Ateeeem! Put that down!" "Leave me alone crazy woman!"Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Family - Atem & Yūgi M. - Chapters: 25 - Words: 16,592 - Reviews: 27 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 02-02-13 - Published: 07-19-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8337392
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Disclaimer: I not own Yu-Gi-Oh in any way, shape, or form.
Okay, so maybe I didn't think the whole thing through. But, hey, it's not everyday when you're own brother tries to kill you, attacks you, lie saying that you killed his parents just to make the gang suspicious of you, and the fact that he's bisexual and you're the caretaker of one of the sexiest guys you ever met, you would have done the same thing!
Okay so maybe the chainsaw was a little overdone.
Anyway, back to the present. Right now, I'm fussing over Atem who got out of bed when he heard me scream.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid."
"For the love of Hathor, Khemet, I'm fine."
I was just about to reprimand him when I heard Taro give out an appreciative hum. Regular humans would have missed it. But, I'm not human.
I tackled Taro to the ground much to the surprise of the gang and the amusement of that dip-stick, stubborn arse Kaiba.
"If you so much as stare at his but, I'll cut off your meat missile and stuff it down your throat!" I yelled as I banged Taro's head against a table with each word.
What? I couldn't say arse. Yugi, one of the sweetest boys I ever met, was in the room, and he's as innocent as a baby panda!
Atem pulled me off of Taro, pulled me arms behind my back, and pinned me to the floor.
"Can't you go without violence for 10 minutes?"
Atem shook his head and let me go. I stood up and then punched Taro in the nose.
"What the hell was that for?" Taro asked as he was pinching his bloody nose.
My life's complete.
"We're vampire brother and sister, I can read your mind."
"Yeah, and Kaiba shut it. You've been to ancient Egypt and back, faced Orichalcos soldiers, actual dragons, your own soul's been stolen, and you're the descendant of the cousin of a 5,000 something year old pharaoh! And if you say magic doesn't exist one more time then I'll stuff you where there should never be a sock!"
Kaiba was just about to say something but I fixed him with my best "shut up" glare and, thank the gods for the boy's brain, he closed his mouth.
Atem and the gang looked at me in wonder.
A sudden, inhuman, deafening, bleeding screech rang into the room.