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YuGiOh Big Bang 2017: The Rules of Rich [Part 2/2]
Title: The Rules of Rich
Series: YuGiOh DM
Word Count: 3936
Rating: G
Summary: Yugi wins the lottery and Kaiba teaches him the ways of being rich. Who knew being rich could be so difficult?
The Rules of Rich
Part 2: Clothes Make the Duelist
True to Kaiba’s word, Roland shows up at Yugi’s house right at the stroke of 8. Yugi hasn’t had to wake up this early in months, not since he graduated from high school. Well, except for when he has to open up the game shop, but at least then he gets to have fun helping the customers. This is just torture.
“Rule number 2: when you’re rich, everything happens early in the morning,” Kaiba told him yesterday. “So you’d better get used to it.” Yeah, Yugi is going to have to have a word with him about that.
Yugi slides into Kaiba’s gleaming limo, but the only one in the car is Roland. “Where’s Kaiba?”
“Mr. Kaiba had to attend a last minute meeting,” Roland says. “He’ll meet you there later.”
“Oh. Okay.” Yugi doesn’t know if he’s relieved or not. Without Kaiba there, he’ll be at peace to buy whatever he wants without Kaiba judging him or anything, but he’s never been inside a ritzy department store before. He was sort of hoping he could just follow Kaiba’s lead.
It doesn’t take them long to reach the store, Duelist Mode. Yugi has passed it a few times on the way to the arcade, but he never dreamed he’d ever be going inside. The place is like any other expensive department store, except with an emphasis on Duelist fashion. Yugi guesses this is where Kaiba gets all of his weird outfits.
“Mr. Kaiba should be here soon,” Roland says as Yugi gets out of the car.
“Okay. Thanks, Roland,” Yugi says with a wave, and Roland smiles like no one has ever thanked him for anything in his entire life.
Before going inside, Yugi looks in the windows to see what he’s about to get himself into. They’re advertising their 2 for 1 deal on a bunch of shiny new deck boxes. He might just have to leave with one of those. Yugi goes inside and a bell above the door jingles. It reminds him of the bell above his game shop’s door, only somehow fancier and more sophisticated.
“Welcome to Duelist Mode,” one of the shop attendants says. “Oh, hello, Mr. Yugi.” It shocks him more than it should that she knows his name. Of course she does. Kaiba said he had an appointment, and he is the King of Games inside a store that caters to Duelists. “You’re here to get your measurements taken, correct?”
“Uh...yes. And just Yugi is fine.”
“Of course. Now if you’ll just come right this way, we’ll have you measured in no time.”
Yugi doesn’t like her smile. It reminds him of all the supervillains and ne’er-do-wells he’s had to face over the years. She isn’t evil, just fake. Plastic. Yugi doesn’t like being kissed up to. This sort of thing is why he wishes Kaiba was here. He’s sure Kaiba loves being kissed up to.
The clerk leads him to a waiting area at the back of the store and tells him the tailor will be right with him. Yugi puts his hands in his lap and tries to wait patiently. He wishes he had brought that issue of Duelist Monthly. Aren’t waiting rooms supposed to have magazines? At least there’s a TV in the corner, but it isn’t on. Must be broken. If only he had a smart phone. Téa’s been telling him to get one for years, but he’s just never gotten around to it. That’s probably just one more thing for Kaiba to bother him about.
“Hey, short stuff. I haven’t seen you since you hit it big.”
Yugi grins. He’d know that voice anywhere, even if it has inexplicably changed over the years. “Mai? What are you doing here?” Then he turns around and gets a look at her and knows exactly what she’s doing here. She’s dressed exactly the same as the woman who helped him before. “You work here?”
“Only part time,” Mai says. “A girl’s gotta make money between tournaments, right?”
Yugi completely understands. He’s been known to hoard shifts at the game shop and become a workaholic during the Duel Monsters off-season. Video games don’t pay for themselves, not even when you’re the King of Games.
“I knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up here,” Mai continues. “All the Dueling bigwigs shop here. Kaiba. Your buddy Duke Devlin.”
“To be honest, Kaiba’s the one who forced me to come,” Yugi admits. “He hates the way I dress.”
Mai laughs and Yugi gets the feeling she agrees with Kaiba’s reasoning. “Then come with me and we’ll see what we can do about getting you measured.”
Yugi follows Mai into a hallway at the back of the store that’s lined with doors on either side. She leads him into one at random and closes the door behind them. “Okay. I’m going to need you to take off your shirt and pants.”
Yugi sputters a little. “W-Wait a minute. You’re going to measure me?”
“Yeah. Who else did you think was going to do it?”
“Aren’t there any...you know...men who can do it?”
Mai covers her mouth with her hand, but fails to hide her smile. “Yugi. Are you afraid of me seeing you in your underwear?”
“Yes.”
Mai laughs a genuine, friendly laugh and pokes him in the ribs with her elbow. “Come on now, Yugi. We’ve known each other for, what? Three years now? What’s one time seeing you in your underwear?” Yugi can feel his face getting hot, and it only makes Mai laugh harder. “Come on. I promise I won’t stare at you.”
Mai eventually convinces him to do it by telling him to close his eyes, although she very unhelpfully points out that his eyes being closed won’t stop her from seeing a thing. She measures every inch of him, his height, his arms, his legs, and parts of him he didn’t even think needed measuring for trying on clothes.
“There,” she says an eternity later when she’s finally done. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“No.” But he has the feeling this is going to come back to haunt him someday as particularly cruel blackmail. He’s just glad Mai didn’t comment on what a small person he is.
“Okay, sit tight. I’ve got just the thing for you. I promise you’ll love it.”
With that Mai goes back out onto the floor, leaving Yugi alone in his undershirt and boxers in a fitting room inside a fancy department store he never dreamed he’d set foot in. Is this really what being rich is all about? Kaiba seems to think so, but Yugi is starting to think Kaiba is an overly materialistic weirdo. Then again, he already knew that.
Mai takes forever to come back. Yugi is thinking about getting dressed and going to see if she forgot about him when he hears her knock at the door. Before he can tell her to come in, the door opens and in walks Kaiba.
Yugi makes a very unmanly squeaking sound and jumps back. “Kaiba! Get out of here!”
Kaiba is seemingly unfazed. “What? Are you afraid to be seen in your underwear?”
“Yes! Why does no one think this is weird?”
Kaiba sort of just stares at him intently for no reason other than the fact that Yugi’s presence sometimes causes him great physical pain. Or so Yugi has always believed. Yugi stares back with what he hopes is equal intensity. Staring contests are the only way to deal with Kaiba sometimes, but it’s a little hard to maintain when he’s in his underwear and Kaiba is in a finely tailored suit. It’s white, of course.
“You have nerd bod,” Kaiba says.
Yugi’s brain short circuits for a second. “Excuse me?”
“Rule number 3: never get nerd bod.”
Seto Kaiba just insulted his flabby little nerd body. The nerve of some people! “Is that why you have a...a twelve pack?” Yugi tries to fire back, but Kaiba only smiles in that evil way he does when he’s about to let loose a surprise trap card.
“As a matter of fact it is. Nerd bod will creep up on you if you let it, you know.”
Yugi can’t think of anything good to say back. Sure he spends all his free time coming up with Duel Monsters strategies and playing video games and generally avoiding physical activity, but Kaiba doesn’t have to rub it in.
Kaiba takes his phone out and starts typing something out, looking way too happy for Yugi’s comfort. “What are you doing?”
“Texting Roland,” Kaiba says. “I’m getting you a gym membership. You need it. Badly.” He can’t even say it with a straight face, and that’s weird because Yugi didn’t think there was anything Kaiba couldn’t say with a straight face, that being his default expression and all. And that’s when it occurs to Yugi that Kaiba is messing with him. This must be payback for trying to flaunt his wealth yesterday. What a low blow. Okay, maybe he deserves it for interrupting Kaiba’s work so many times, but still.
Before Yugi can tell Kaiba to go away or something, Mai comes back in with an armful of clothing.
“Kaiba, there you are,” Mai says as she hangs the outfits up on the pegs along the wall. “I told you it wouldn’t be hard to find.”
“Wait a minute,” Yugi says. “Did you tell him to come back here?”
“Why wouldn’t I? He was looking for you.”
“You knew I was in my underwear!”
“Well, why didn’t you put your clothes back on while I was gone?”
“Because I knew you were bringing something for me to try on and I was just going to have to...Oh, I like that one.”
Dangling from a ridiculously intricate hanger is the finest set of clothing Yugi has ever seen in his life—a double breasted blazer with gold buttons and a matching set of pants. It’s his favorite shade of blue, and Yugi thinks he’s in love.
“You’re here to diversify,” Kaiba says. He’s sitting in a chair somewhere behind Yugi, and hopefully not looking at Yugi’s underwear. “That’s nothing but an upgraded version of your school uniform.”
“Let the guy dress himself,” Mai says with a wave of her hand. “Go on, Yugi. Try it on.”
Yugi doesn’t need telling twice. Or at all, really. He’s dressed faster than the time he was almost late to the Duel Monsters world championship in Berlin. Kaiba was right about one thing. This is just a fancy version of his school uniform, and Yugi couldn’t be happier.
“I love it. I’ll take ten.”
“Do I know you or do I know you?” Mai says, looking proud. “Are you sure you don’t want to try on anything else?”
Yugi tells her no, but she and Kaiba convince him to try on some of the other outfits Mai picked out for him, Kaiba especially. Yugi is starting to think Kaiba has always secretly hated the way he dressed. In the end he winds up buying five of the school uniform lookalike and a few other things, including one of the deck boxes he saw in the window earlier. It’s the most money he’s ever spent at one time in his whole life.
“So are you happy now?” Yugi asks as they’re walking out of the store, shopping bags held at his sides.
“Sure,” Kaiba says, though he doesn’t sound too thrilled. “At least you’re on the right track.”
Kaiba’s phone beeps, and when he looks at it, he smiles in a way Yugi doesn’t like. “Oh, would you look at that? Roland came through on that gym membership. Congratulations, Yugi. You’re a proud member of 24 Hour Duelist.”
Yugi only grumbles. He will get back at Kaiba for this someday. Probably at the next Duel Monsters tournament.
__________
Later that night, after Grandpa is done oohing and aahing over how nice Yugi’s new expensive clothes are, after Yugi has put everything away, Yugi gets a text message. It’s from Kaiba.
Kuriboh underwear? Really?
Yugi frowns. He thought Kaiba simply hadn’t noticed his Kuriboh-print underwear, but he should have known better than to think Kaiba wouldn’t notice something so obvious.
“My grandpa got me those for my 15th birthday.”
Yugi deletes that. It’s better not to give him ammo to be able to tease him about barely growing in all that time.
“My grandpa got me those for my birthday.”
That just sounds lame.
“I like Kuriboh.”
He does like Kuriboh, but Kaiba would just laugh at him if he said that.
“I can wear Kuriboh underwear if I want!”
Too defensive.
Yugi racks his brain for something decent to say, but he can’t come up with anything that won’t make Kaiba laugh at him or get that little smirk on his face. Yugi finally settles with, “Go to sleep, Kaiba.” And Yugi goes to sleep too.
Author's Note: I hope you liked this silly story :) I'm so glad I could be a part of this Big Bang. Thanks again to Admin T for making that banner for me! I also write stories on FanFiction and AO3 under the same name, so if you want to check out some of my other stories, please do! :D Thanks for reading!
Series: YuGiOh DM
Word Count: 3936
Rating: G
Summary: Yugi wins the lottery and Kaiba teaches him the ways of being rich. Who knew being rich could be so difficult?
Part 2: Clothes Make the Duelist
True to Kaiba’s word, Roland shows up at Yugi’s house right at the stroke of 8. Yugi hasn’t had to wake up this early in months, not since he graduated from high school. Well, except for when he has to open up the game shop, but at least then he gets to have fun helping the customers. This is just torture.
“Rule number 2: when you’re rich, everything happens early in the morning,” Kaiba told him yesterday. “So you’d better get used to it.” Yeah, Yugi is going to have to have a word with him about that.
Yugi slides into Kaiba’s gleaming limo, but the only one in the car is Roland. “Where’s Kaiba?”
“Mr. Kaiba had to attend a last minute meeting,” Roland says. “He’ll meet you there later.”
“Oh. Okay.” Yugi doesn’t know if he’s relieved or not. Without Kaiba there, he’ll be at peace to buy whatever he wants without Kaiba judging him or anything, but he’s never been inside a ritzy department store before. He was sort of hoping he could just follow Kaiba’s lead.
It doesn’t take them long to reach the store, Duelist Mode. Yugi has passed it a few times on the way to the arcade, but he never dreamed he’d ever be going inside. The place is like any other expensive department store, except with an emphasis on Duelist fashion. Yugi guesses this is where Kaiba gets all of his weird outfits.
“Mr. Kaiba should be here soon,” Roland says as Yugi gets out of the car.
“Okay. Thanks, Roland,” Yugi says with a wave, and Roland smiles like no one has ever thanked him for anything in his entire life.
Before going inside, Yugi looks in the windows to see what he’s about to get himself into. They’re advertising their 2 for 1 deal on a bunch of shiny new deck boxes. He might just have to leave with one of those. Yugi goes inside and a bell above the door jingles. It reminds him of the bell above his game shop’s door, only somehow fancier and more sophisticated.
“Welcome to Duelist Mode,” one of the shop attendants says. “Oh, hello, Mr. Yugi.” It shocks him more than it should that she knows his name. Of course she does. Kaiba said he had an appointment, and he is the King of Games inside a store that caters to Duelists. “You’re here to get your measurements taken, correct?”
“Uh...yes. And just Yugi is fine.”
“Of course. Now if you’ll just come right this way, we’ll have you measured in no time.”
Yugi doesn’t like her smile. It reminds him of all the supervillains and ne’er-do-wells he’s had to face over the years. She isn’t evil, just fake. Plastic. Yugi doesn’t like being kissed up to. This sort of thing is why he wishes Kaiba was here. He’s sure Kaiba loves being kissed up to.
The clerk leads him to a waiting area at the back of the store and tells him the tailor will be right with him. Yugi puts his hands in his lap and tries to wait patiently. He wishes he had brought that issue of Duelist Monthly. Aren’t waiting rooms supposed to have magazines? At least there’s a TV in the corner, but it isn’t on. Must be broken. If only he had a smart phone. Téa’s been telling him to get one for years, but he’s just never gotten around to it. That’s probably just one more thing for Kaiba to bother him about.
“Hey, short stuff. I haven’t seen you since you hit it big.”
Yugi grins. He’d know that voice anywhere, even if it has inexplicably changed over the years. “Mai? What are you doing here?” Then he turns around and gets a look at her and knows exactly what she’s doing here. She’s dressed exactly the same as the woman who helped him before. “You work here?”
“Only part time,” Mai says. “A girl’s gotta make money between tournaments, right?”
Yugi completely understands. He’s been known to hoard shifts at the game shop and become a workaholic during the Duel Monsters off-season. Video games don’t pay for themselves, not even when you’re the King of Games.
“I knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up here,” Mai continues. “All the Dueling bigwigs shop here. Kaiba. Your buddy Duke Devlin.”
“To be honest, Kaiba’s the one who forced me to come,” Yugi admits. “He hates the way I dress.”
Mai laughs and Yugi gets the feeling she agrees with Kaiba’s reasoning. “Then come with me and we’ll see what we can do about getting you measured.”
Yugi follows Mai into a hallway at the back of the store that’s lined with doors on either side. She leads him into one at random and closes the door behind them. “Okay. I’m going to need you to take off your shirt and pants.”
Yugi sputters a little. “W-Wait a minute. You’re going to measure me?”
“Yeah. Who else did you think was going to do it?”
“Aren’t there any...you know...men who can do it?”
Mai covers her mouth with her hand, but fails to hide her smile. “Yugi. Are you afraid of me seeing you in your underwear?”
“Yes.”
Mai laughs a genuine, friendly laugh and pokes him in the ribs with her elbow. “Come on now, Yugi. We’ve known each other for, what? Three years now? What’s one time seeing you in your underwear?” Yugi can feel his face getting hot, and it only makes Mai laugh harder. “Come on. I promise I won’t stare at you.”
Mai eventually convinces him to do it by telling him to close his eyes, although she very unhelpfully points out that his eyes being closed won’t stop her from seeing a thing. She measures every inch of him, his height, his arms, his legs, and parts of him he didn’t even think needed measuring for trying on clothes.
“There,” she says an eternity later when she’s finally done. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“No.” But he has the feeling this is going to come back to haunt him someday as particularly cruel blackmail. He’s just glad Mai didn’t comment on what a small person he is.
“Okay, sit tight. I’ve got just the thing for you. I promise you’ll love it.”
With that Mai goes back out onto the floor, leaving Yugi alone in his undershirt and boxers in a fitting room inside a fancy department store he never dreamed he’d set foot in. Is this really what being rich is all about? Kaiba seems to think so, but Yugi is starting to think Kaiba is an overly materialistic weirdo. Then again, he already knew that.
Mai takes forever to come back. Yugi is thinking about getting dressed and going to see if she forgot about him when he hears her knock at the door. Before he can tell her to come in, the door opens and in walks Kaiba.
Yugi makes a very unmanly squeaking sound and jumps back. “Kaiba! Get out of here!”
Kaiba is seemingly unfazed. “What? Are you afraid to be seen in your underwear?”
“Yes! Why does no one think this is weird?”
Kaiba sort of just stares at him intently for no reason other than the fact that Yugi’s presence sometimes causes him great physical pain. Or so Yugi has always believed. Yugi stares back with what he hopes is equal intensity. Staring contests are the only way to deal with Kaiba sometimes, but it’s a little hard to maintain when he’s in his underwear and Kaiba is in a finely tailored suit. It’s white, of course.
“You have nerd bod,” Kaiba says.
Yugi’s brain short circuits for a second. “Excuse me?”
“Rule number 3: never get nerd bod.”
Seto Kaiba just insulted his flabby little nerd body. The nerve of some people! “Is that why you have a...a twelve pack?” Yugi tries to fire back, but Kaiba only smiles in that evil way he does when he’s about to let loose a surprise trap card.
“As a matter of fact it is. Nerd bod will creep up on you if you let it, you know.”
Yugi can’t think of anything good to say back. Sure he spends all his free time coming up with Duel Monsters strategies and playing video games and generally avoiding physical activity, but Kaiba doesn’t have to rub it in.
Kaiba takes his phone out and starts typing something out, looking way too happy for Yugi’s comfort. “What are you doing?”
“Texting Roland,” Kaiba says. “I’m getting you a gym membership. You need it. Badly.” He can’t even say it with a straight face, and that’s weird because Yugi didn’t think there was anything Kaiba couldn’t say with a straight face, that being his default expression and all. And that’s when it occurs to Yugi that Kaiba is messing with him. This must be payback for trying to flaunt his wealth yesterday. What a low blow. Okay, maybe he deserves it for interrupting Kaiba’s work so many times, but still.
Before Yugi can tell Kaiba to go away or something, Mai comes back in with an armful of clothing.
“Kaiba, there you are,” Mai says as she hangs the outfits up on the pegs along the wall. “I told you it wouldn’t be hard to find.”
“Wait a minute,” Yugi says. “Did you tell him to come back here?”
“Why wouldn’t I? He was looking for you.”
“You knew I was in my underwear!”
“Well, why didn’t you put your clothes back on while I was gone?”
“Because I knew you were bringing something for me to try on and I was just going to have to...Oh, I like that one.”
Dangling from a ridiculously intricate hanger is the finest set of clothing Yugi has ever seen in his life—a double breasted blazer with gold buttons and a matching set of pants. It’s his favorite shade of blue, and Yugi thinks he’s in love.
“You’re here to diversify,” Kaiba says. He’s sitting in a chair somewhere behind Yugi, and hopefully not looking at Yugi’s underwear. “That’s nothing but an upgraded version of your school uniform.”
“Let the guy dress himself,” Mai says with a wave of her hand. “Go on, Yugi. Try it on.”
Yugi doesn’t need telling twice. Or at all, really. He’s dressed faster than the time he was almost late to the Duel Monsters world championship in Berlin. Kaiba was right about one thing. This is just a fancy version of his school uniform, and Yugi couldn’t be happier.
“I love it. I’ll take ten.”
“Do I know you or do I know you?” Mai says, looking proud. “Are you sure you don’t want to try on anything else?”
Yugi tells her no, but she and Kaiba convince him to try on some of the other outfits Mai picked out for him, Kaiba especially. Yugi is starting to think Kaiba has always secretly hated the way he dressed. In the end he winds up buying five of the school uniform lookalike and a few other things, including one of the deck boxes he saw in the window earlier. It’s the most money he’s ever spent at one time in his whole life.
“So are you happy now?” Yugi asks as they’re walking out of the store, shopping bags held at his sides.
“Sure,” Kaiba says, though he doesn’t sound too thrilled. “At least you’re on the right track.”
Kaiba’s phone beeps, and when he looks at it, he smiles in a way Yugi doesn’t like. “Oh, would you look at that? Roland came through on that gym membership. Congratulations, Yugi. You’re a proud member of 24 Hour Duelist.”
Yugi only grumbles. He will get back at Kaiba for this someday. Probably at the next Duel Monsters tournament.
__________
Later that night, after Grandpa is done oohing and aahing over how nice Yugi’s new expensive clothes are, after Yugi has put everything away, Yugi gets a text message. It’s from Kaiba.
Kuriboh underwear? Really?
Yugi frowns. He thought Kaiba simply hadn’t noticed his Kuriboh-print underwear, but he should have known better than to think Kaiba wouldn’t notice something so obvious.
“My grandpa got me those for my 15th birthday.”
Yugi deletes that. It’s better not to give him ammo to be able to tease him about barely growing in all that time.
“My grandpa got me those for my birthday.”
That just sounds lame.
“I like Kuriboh.”
He does like Kuriboh, but Kaiba would just laugh at him if he said that.
“I can wear Kuriboh underwear if I want!”
Too defensive.
Yugi racks his brain for something decent to say, but he can’t come up with anything that won’t make Kaiba laugh at him or get that little smirk on his face. Yugi finally settles with, “Go to sleep, Kaiba.” And Yugi goes to sleep too.
Author's Note: I hope you liked this silly story :) I'm so glad I could be a part of this Big Bang. Thanks again to Admin T for making that banner for me! I also write stories on FanFiction and AO3 under the same name, so if you want to check out some of my other stories, please do! :D Thanks for reading!