Yuugi Mutou

Yugi was torn between a face of shock or bursting into laughter. “Why was he such a bad kid? Just a trouble maker? Or was he one of those fight for a cause kind of guys?” All Bakuras were different. All… special in their own ways. Maybe not always in the best ways.

"Bakura mostly... well he loved causing problems for everyone, and he loved having everyone know it was him how did it. He's very lucky he hasn't been arrested yet." he hummed in thought. "I don't think he really has a reason who, more like he has no impulse control and no shame... so I wouldn't say he's a bad guy. I mean he hasn't killed anyone yet."

"Gosh, that’s…" Hilarious. "That’s something, all right." If his host would have been a little embarrassed a moment ago, his face was completely red right now. It took him a few tries to come up with some workable response.

He nodded. "Yea he's fine, wont be able to sit for weeks though! But yea he manged to come out unscathed for the most part... I really wish I could say this was the first time something like that had happened."

“Sixteen? You’re the youngest one I have met.” Or was he… hallucinating the others? No! He was assured he wasn’t crazy; there was no way he could hallucinate so many of the spiky haired people. Shifting a bit he turned away from the other down to his bag. “I’m eighteen and from Egypt, if I change languages on you just let me know and I’ll fix it.” Though… he couldn’t exactly control when he did that he would try.

"I'll be sure to tell you then!" He grinned. "I don't know any another languages myself. So I thinks it's pretty neat that people can do that."

“I know, but you really have no idea how often that is said.” He sighed and shook his head before looking back to the other. “I know you’re Yugi, but which one? Or have you not seen the billion of you running around?” They were hard to miss, some of them were so damn happy it was scary, though not nearly as scary as the depressed ones. “How old are you?” Age usually gave him a good idea.

"Oh ...Well I am the Yuugi of course!" He teased, it was a joke- so many he was a bit full of himself but he didn't care. "Ah well... I don't really know how to say which one I am? I've only ever been called Yuugi... well I've been called runt and squirt too but that's different."

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Heba frowned and shifted uncomfortably, keeping a tight grip on the satchel on his shoulder. “Yeah, I get that a lot.” He emphasized the word and gave the other a small smile in greeting. “I’m Heba Moto, who are you?” 

"... it was really meant as a joke... because we kind look a like? Sorta.... sorry." He hadn't meant to hurt the other person's feelings! Which he was assuming he did. He just wanted a way to break the ice... probably backfired. "eh... yea I'm Yuugi"

"Then you are the more responsible in a way. At least that is what it sounds like.The one with a car is the one that takes care of the others." He had been the first to get his license out of his friends too. And had used his dad’s old car to drive them all around. Far too often. So… that was partially why he didn’t drive himself anymore. He didn’t want to get roped into giving rides. "So wait… they just hide in your house? Do the cops ever come in?"

"Oh! This one time when I was 11, Bakura was 15 he had to crawl up into the air system because the came inside. They heard him too! I had to lie say we have very big rats... Domino does have a rat problem after all.. or did. They didn't check... but yea we've had a lot of close calls, but that one was the most fun because Bakura got lost in the damn things." He snickered. "He ended up having to sleep in them! ...turns out really did have rats."

"I’m not like that!" he said, sounding a little embarrassed. "It’s nice to meet you, Yuugi. I’m doing just fine. A lot of new people around."

"It's nice to meet you too!" He just barely contained his laughter at the poor boy's embarrassment. "I really couldn't tell how many new people are around- to busy taking care of my friends and the stupid situations they get themselves into- like right now my friend Jou is bed ridden because he had somehow gotten a full glass bottle of bear suck up his butt all the way!"

"You know my name?" He just looked confused by the accusation. "I’m Ryoh, certainly, though there are other versions of me around somehow."

He had a suspicious stare on the boy but shrugged it off. His grin was still there though, just more friendly now. "Well I'm Yuugi, and yea that would seem so. The Ryou I know probably would have called me an ass for that comment but it's only because he loves me!"

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He raised his eyebrows. A vessel. He should probably act like the landlord then.

He looked confused. "Sir? ...Not even Ryou is that polite. You clearly an imposter!"