The Clothes Make The Spirit | By : Amarin Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 5978 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“‘I’m not opinionated, I’m just always right,’” Shadi read off the T-shirt in his hands.
Isis snorted. “They don’t know you very well, do they?”
Shadi gave her a patently false glare. “We can’t all win at Trivial Pursuit – every single time we play it,” he gritted out.
She chuckled. “Yes, well, you beat me at Scrabble all the time.”
He pursed his lips thoughtfully. “True. But I think that has more to do with the fact that I’m more accustomed to the Roman alphabet than you are.”
“Still…”
Shadi pulled her close and gave her a little half-hug. “So what do I do now?” he asked.
“Get someone else, of course,” Isis said practically.
“Yes, but who?” Shadi asked. “Who sent me this, anyway?” He shot a pointed glance at her Millennium Tauk.
Isis fidgeted uncomfortably and looked away. “I don’t know,” she admitted sheepishly. “I keep getting vague flashes of Bakura, but since we sent him that insult a week ago, it could just be that.”
“Or he decided to get us back for it,” Shadi countered.
A contemplative look came over Isis’ face. “Didn’t he get Téa and Mai already?”
Shadi shook his head. “No, that was your brother and his yami.”
“And who did the girls get?”
“Bonz, one of Bandit Keith’s associates,” Shadi replied.
Isis grimaced. “Ah, yes, my erstwhile blind date. He had terrible taste in companionship.”
“Oh?” Shadi arched one black brow.
Isis nodded. “Of course he did – he didn’t like me, now, did he?”
Shadi chuckled. “You’re right – he is an idiot. But that still doesn’t answer who sent me this.” He glared at the shirt in his hands.
Isis sighed and dropped down into his lap, displacing the loathed T-shirt in the process. “I think it’s most likely that Bakura sent you this,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Pulling her close, Shadi continued to think out loud. “So it wouldn’t be fair to get him again,” he said.
“Actually, it would technically be fair,” Isis corrected. “But it would get boring after a while if everyone just insulted whoever insulted them.”
“But with Shadow Magic and Millennium Items around, Domino City doesn’t stay boring for long,” Shadi laughed.
“Right you are, my love,” Isis agreed. She smirked. “As always.”
Shadi frowned and grumbled one word underneath his breath: “Women.”
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