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This story is No. 1 in the series "Yu-Gi-Oh Crossovers, Prompts and Oneshots". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: A collection of ficlets where Buffy and the gang are in the Yu-Gi-Oh universe and vice versa.

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Anime > Yu-Gi-Oh!BuffyKaibaHuntFR71210,7800242,40913 Jul 113 Mar 13Yes

Do It Like a Dude

Hey there! Here’s a new chapter of my Buffy/Yu-Gi-Oh ficlet collection Hell Fire. Hope you like it... :)

Do It Like a Dude

I can do it like a brother
Do it like a dude
Grab my crotch, wear my hat low like you

Do it like a brother
Do it like a dude
Grab my crotch, wear my hat low like you

We can do it like the man’dem, man’dem
We can do it like the man’dem,
Sugar sugar sugar
We can do it like the man’dem, man’dem
We can do it like the man’dem,
Sugar sugar sugar

~Jessie J, Do It Like a Dude

As Andrew, Xander, Buffy, Faith, Willow, Anya, Dawn, Spike and the others looked on, and the opening notes of the song Do It Like a Dude (the clean version) began to play, Yami Yugi simply moved his body to the music on the dance floor of the Bronze.

“I got to say,” Faith remarked, “Yami sure has all the moves.”

Dawn, Andrew and the others, unable to think of a good reply, simply nodded in agreement with Faith’s words. This was saying something, as Faith knew she herself had awesome dance moves as well. In Yami’s case, though, it was as though, if music started to play, Yami would glide into a dance step and begin to move his whole self to the music.

“I agree with you there, Faith,” said Spike. “He sure is quite something out there on the dance floor, I’ll say that for him.”

Yami then stepped up to the table and held out his hand to Dawn. “Dance with me, Dawnie?” he asked.

Dawn suddenly blushed, feeling as though she was back in high school and not the eighteen-year-old she really was. “Sure, Yami,” she said, smiling as she placed her hand in Yami’s, and Yami pulled her to her feet before they went off to the dance floor.

I’ll be your dream
I’ll be your wish I’ll be your fantasy
I’ll be your hope I’ll be your love
Be everything that you need
I’ll love you more with every breath
Truly, madly, deeply do
I will be strong I will be faithful
’cause I’m counting on
A new beginning
A reason for living
A deeper meaning, yeah

It was at that moment that the music changed, and Truly Madly Deeply by Savage Garden began flowing from the speakers. Yami placed one hand on Dawn’s waist while holding one of her hands, and Dawn placed her free hand on his shoulder.

Then they began to waltz...

I want to stand with you on
a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I want to lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me

Buffy suddenly felt tears come to her eyes, and she sniffed a little.

Andrew noticed. Those azure eyes of his never missed anything. “Let me guess, Buffy... apparently, this is getting you right in the heart?” he asked.

Buffy nodded. “Yes, Andrew. You see, I look at Dawn, and I see the girl I used to be before I became the Slayer – only different, though, as Dawn is quite smart despite her age, of course. However, compared to how I am right now, let’s just say that when I was fifteen, I was, well, a complete flake.”

All the eyes of the Scooby Gang (except Dawn and Yami as they were too busy waltzing to listen) turned to Buffy in surprise as Willow then asked, “You-you were, Buffy?”

Buffy nodded and then went on. “All I cared about then was basically boys and clothes, as my mother had put it one day when we were at the Sunnydale Mall – before she found out I was the Slayer, but didn’t accept it at first, although thankfully she simultaneously and finally opened her eyes to the truth and believed me long before she died of a brain aneurysm.”

Cordelia raised her eyebrows. “Wow, Buffy. I had no idea. I’m so sorry about your mom. Had I grown up with her for a mother, and with you for a sister, I would’ve turned out differently – and nicer as well, for one thing.”

“Yeah,” Buffy remarked. “It was so different for me then. But I’m glad I accepted my calling at first when I realized that Merrick, my first Watcher, was telling me the truth, back in Los Angeles. When I first came to Sunnydale High in my sophomore year, I didn’t realize that my calling had caught up with me again. And I did try to run away from it sometimes.”

After a moment, Buffy shook her head as she remembered how she had been back then before she fully embraced her calling, only to abandon it because of the death of Kendra Young, who had been her sister Slayer before Faith had come along, and then running away to Los Angeles after getting expelled by Snyder and then kicked out of the house by her mother.

Then she said, “I must sound like a major loser.”

“No, Buffy,” said Willow, while the others, shaking their heads, disagreed with Buffy about her statement of being a loser. “You’re not a loser. You were just afraid back then because you felt that your being the Slayer was getting in the way. But it really wasn’t.”

“That’s true.”

They all looked up to see Yami and Dawn approaching the table. “Look, Buffy,” Yami said as he sat down at the table, while Dawn took the seat next to him, “you have changed over the years ever since you first came to Sunnydale and started high school in your sophomore year – and I don’t mean in looks or brains. You have grown up into a very awesome young woman, and you’ve become a whole lot smarter as well.”

He smiled as he spoke those words, and Buffy couldn’t help but let a smile grace her own visage.

“Thanks, Yami,” she said.

“Wow, Yami,” said Andrew, who had listened very closely to Yami’s speech to Buffy. “I had no idea you were so... so... philosophical. You could’ve given even Socrates a run for his money when it came to philosophy as well.”

Of course, Yami knew who Andrew meant. He had read all about Socrates, who had been said to be the “corrupter of youth” and had said many wise things in his time.
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