Baku, Ra, to Ringu: UnCut | By : KimyouTeki Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"We need to clean up this mess before anyone sees it."
There was knocking at the door.
Everyone froze, hoping whoever it was would go away.
More knocking.
"Malik Ishtar, this is the Domino City Police! Open the door!"
KSan went to the bedroom door, hand cannon drawn. He peered around the doorframe, into the livingroom. The windows had gauzy white curtains, through which he saw the silhouette of a cop trying to peek in.
ShuChan was doing a frantic dance. "SHIT!! What do we DO!?"
"Stop panicking. You're a rock star. Any publicity is good publicity."
"No, not that! How are we supposed to stop the curse if we're in jail? Besides which--" He pointed emphatically in the direction of the bathroom.
Fluffy leaned towards BakuChan. "Use your shadow magic."
BakuChan leaned even closer, not wanting anyone to hear, and whispered into Fluffy's ear.
Shocked, Fluffy repeated:
All eyes were drawn to Bakura, who narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists, but was out of ideas. He hated that RaChan was looking at him with such pity in his eyes.
Hearing a sound, they all looked into the kitchen and saw KSan digging cleansers out from under the sink.
After a moment, Fluffy got what he was planning, and went to help him.
There were five police officers outside the third floor apartment, and a dozen more surrounding the building. Yugi and Anzu stood together on the parking lot below.
On the sidewalk not too far away from them stood a cute news reporter in a winter coat. She did breathing exercises while the cameraman counted down, then came alive:
"This is Keiko Reiko Hanayamaguchi, reporting live from the Domino Hills apartment complex in Domino City. Police are poised to arrest one of the prime suspects in connection with the gory mass murder that took place Sunday at the estate of Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corporation. The--"
A loud boom, and she was knocked off her feet as Malik's windows blew outward, raining fire and broken glass on the parking lot, sending cops running for cover. Flames belched out of the window frames, licking up towards the roof. Fortunately, the building had no fourth floor.
KSan stormed out, handgun and rifle ready, and opened fire.
The cops gushed blood from their wounds and dropped like flies.
As KSan stepped out onto the balconey, all but ignoring the bullets flying around him, Fluffy, Malik, and Bakura emerged. They were wearing heavy coats that kept their forms hidden, standing in a horseshoe formation around RaChan and ShuChan, who were wrapped in Rare Hunters cloaks for protection. Trembling, RaChan raised his head just enough to see past the hood covering most of his face. He saw cops below, firing at them from behind police cruisers.
KSan shot back at them, covering while the first three jumped from the third floor balconey to the roof of the communal carport. Malik and Bakura hit the surface feet first, then fell on their asses; Fluffy landed gracefully, like a cat.
Malik and Bakura stood, arms outstretched.
"Hurry up!"
RaChan looked back and forth between his aijin and his yami, feeling confused.
ShuChan went ahead of him and jumped into Malik's arms. RaChan snapped out of it and leapt into Bakura's waiting arms.
There were too many police cruisers crammed into the parking lot, boxing in KSan's car. They all jumped to the ground. KSan and Fluffy led the way. They wove a path between the vehicles, firing off endless rounds. Even though it was his first time firing a gun, Fluffy took to it downright gleefully.
Malik and BakuChan draped themselves over ShuChan and RaChan as they followed in KSan and Fluffy's wake.
Keiko Reiko Hanayamaguchi had regained her composure and wiped most of the soot off her face, and was reporting the human drama. "And it's come to this, Domino! An old fashioned shootout! Malik Ishtar is shooting a bloody path through the police, accompanied by five unidentified men." The camera panned over and zoomed in on the group moving between the police cars.
Something caught Ryou's eye, and he looked to see Yugi and Anzu standing to their side, beyond the field of police cars. What Ryou saw frightened him, even in the midst of everything else. Yugi's eyes blazed with such sorrow and anger. At that moment, Ryou understood everything Yugi was feeling.
He thinks we killed Yami. He thinks we're getting away with it. He won't let it happen.
Yugi jerked into a dash and headed them off, standing between the last two cruisers, arms outspread. "I won't let you get away with this!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Fluffy shot Yugi in the forehead. He fell like a sack and thudded on the ground. Anzu screamed, hands clutching her lower face.
"How COULD you!?"
She threw herself at him, swinging with both fists. He shoved her to the ground, and fired several times into her face.
Ryou screamed, his voice muffled as he buried his face in Bakura's embrace, bursting into horrified sobs.
Seeing all this, Keiko shrieked, "Holy shit! Did you get that?"
Shaking, the cameraman said, "Hell yeah!"
They whooped and high fived.
"Shit, they're getting away!"
Two stolen police vehicles raced down the street. The reporter and cameraman hauled ass to their news van.
RaChan and Bakura were in the first car, which was being driven by Fluffy. Tears were streaming down Ryou's face. "Why? Why did you shoot them?"
Fluffy shrugged. "It seemed like the thing to do."
The sky was paling. Sunrise was imminent. Mrs. Yoshikawa stood on the stoop outside her office, hands on her hips, and frowned at the fiery hole that was once Malik's apartment.
Damn cops gotta blow everything up.
Turning back, she went into her office and came back with a cane she didn't really need, but kept in case anyone pissed her off enough to deserve a whack.
She walked among the police laying around on the parking lot, poking them roughly.
"Wake up. Get up, now. You can't sleep here."
Groaning, they stirred and slowly sat up, rubbing their heads and wiping the blood from their faces.
Driving like a tremendously confident maniac even though there was no traffic, Fluffy glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Ryou sobbing openly in Bakura's arms. "What the hell are you crying about?"
He stopped crying and lifted his head to glare icily at Fluffy. "What am I crying about? You just killed Yugi and Anzu!"
Fluffy rolled his eyes. "KSan's bullets are non fatal, remember?"
"... Oh."
Malik's voice came from the police radio.
"Hey, guys, how y'all doing?"
"We're fine. Ryou was crying like a little baby over Yugi and Anzu--"
Bakura snatched the radio from Fluffy's hand. "Eyes on the road." Hanging over into the front seat with his ass in the air, he said, "What do we do now? What's our next step?"
"We should try to find a--"
Fluffy's eyes widened and as he swiveled his head to marvel at the stupidity of his comrades, the car swerved onto the sidewalk. Bakura fell sideways and dropped the radio. Annoyed, Fluffy drove back onto the street, thankful that the car had only knocked over that one mailbox. They needed to be inconspicuous, after all.
Growling, Bakura crawled into the front seat and picked up the radio. "Nice driving."
"How many 'stupid' pills did you take? That's a police radio!"
The look in BakuChan's eyes made it clear that he didn't understand, so Fluffy continued. "Anything you say into that can be heard by anyone in Domino City who has a radio. The police, for instance."
BakuChan raised his eyebrows and looked at the radio in his hands, surprised it could do so much.
A voice blared out of it: "BAKURA!"
He jumped and dropped it again, then picked it up. He had not recognized the voice. After a bit of hesitation, he said, "... What do you want?"
"Why, Bakura? Why did you kill Yami?" It was Little Yugi.
"I didn't kill the pharaoh, you little prick!"
"Don't lie to me! I heard you and Ryou on the tape!"
"What tape?"
"The 911 call you made from my bedroom!"
-- Now, we have to leave!
Ah! BakuChan, that hurts!
"Tell me why you did it, Bakura! Tell me where the Millennium Puzzle is!"
"I would love to give you the millennium puzzle, Yugi, then you could conjure up the pharaoh and ask him why he laid this curse upon our heads!"
In the second stolen police car sat Malik and ShuChan, being driven by KSan. They sat in the backseat, listening as Yugi and Bakura argued.
"What the hell?"
ShuChan was pointing out the window, at the newsvan that had just pulled up alongside them. Ignoring the speed and danger, Keiko leaned out of the newsvan's side door and signaled for them to roll their window down. Dumbfounded, ShuChan obliged.
Pulling out her trusty microphone, she yelled over the engines and wind: "Keiko Reiko Hanayamaguchi, Nine O'Clock News! Can you give us a statement?"
Malik leaned out the window, a frisky smile on his face. "Show us your tits and we'll think about it!"
KSan sweatdropped.
Malik laughed. "Hey, she's doing it! She's unbuttoning her blouse!"
ShuChan was leaning out beside Malik, when the wind swept his hood up, uncovering his face.
Keiko gasped. "Shuichi Shindo?" She turned and spoke to the camera: "And there you have it, folks! One of Malik Ishtar's companions is none other than Shuichi Shindo, lead singer of Bad Luck!" She turned and thrust her mic out of the van, in the direction of ShuChan's face. "Shindo San! Are you involved in the massacre at Kaiba Mansion?"
ShuChan was a bit irked. "Of course not! I'm helping him prove his innocence!"
"Oh...! So, when's Bad Luck's next album coming out?"
"We haven't even started recording it yet! If I die Saturday, I'd like Ryuichi Sakuma to record the vocals in my place! The lyrics are in the drawer on the--"
KSan suddenly swerved onto a side street. ShuChan and Malik almost fell out the window together, but managed to hang on.
"K! What the hell was that for? You almost killed me!"
He didn't reply. Instead, he grabbed the radio. Yugi and Bakura could still be heard arguing bitterly.
"Both of you SHUT UP!"
Silence.
"Yugi, give us until Saturday. If we haven't captured the real criminal by then, we will gladly hand ourselves over to the police."
"Why should I do that?"
"Because we know who it is, and we're your only chance at getting the millennium puzzle back."
"... Then let me help."
"No. Just leave it in my capable hands." He dismissed Yugi then. "Fluffy!"
"Yeah?"
"Azalp Onimod ta suh teemd neh rahk uth chid." (backwards: Ditch the car and meet us at Domino Plaza.)
"Yeah, okay."
In Kyoto, Eiri Yuki was asleep, sprawled on his futon, dead to the world. He didn't so much as twitch when the door slid open.
ShuChan's best friend, Hiro, entered, followed by his girlfriend Ayaka.
Hiro knelt and nudged Yuki's shoulder.
"Yuki. Wake up."
He turned onto his other side and went back to sleep.
"Shuichi was on the news. He needs our help."
After a few seconds, he rolled onto his back and opened his eyes. "I told that moron not to go to Domino."
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