This is my new story. I have always wanted to write something like this…
Anyway… It's an YamixOC… Hope you like it
The first chapter may seem to be a bit short, but the next chapters will be longer!
By the way, I use the name Marik, for the hikari, okay? Malik is called Marik in the Dutch version of Yu-Gi-Oh and if you don't mind, I'll stick to that.
Edit February 6th: This is the first part of the Claire-Obscure series. I have completely edited this story for spelling/grammar mistakes and typos. So from now on there shouldn't be any left! I'm doing a clean up on all of my stories. More information about this can be found on my profile and on my website!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the Linkin Park songs I use in this story.
In love with the Darkness
Chapter 1
"Oh no!"
"You got to be kiddin' me!"
"Jou, what the heck?"
I stared at the guys in front of me. It was quite obvious… I turned around and left the room, angrily slamming de door shut behind me.
I heard Jono coming after me. "Meca-chan! Wait!"
I sighed and stopped. I turned around and faced him. His honey brown eyes looked at me with concern. "Are you alright?"
I glared at him. "What the heck, Jono! You didn't tell them I am a girl!"
He sighed. "No, I didn't. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, you should be!" I said angrily.
"I was afraid something like this would happen," he said softly,
"Then you shouldn't have urged me to come here," I turned away from him. "You better tell them I won't join a band that only contains a couple of morons!"
"Ya still coming over for dinner tonight?" Jono asked.
I nodded. "I will. See ya."
I left the building and went home. God, how could I have been so stupid? Men were all the same, they're idiots!
Jonouchi, my cousin, told me a few weeks ago that his band was searching for a new guitar player. He had asked me to join and I told him I was okay with it. I loved to join. But now, I guess I'll never set foot in that fucking studio again! What did these guys think? That a girl couldn't play? It's so frustrating! When I entered my apartment I went straight to the kitchen. I needed a drink!
I pulled a bottle of vodka out of the fridge and grabbed a glass. I went into the living room and fetched myself a drink. Men are all the same. They're idiots. They think they can be blunt without hurting you. Why do they always think that? Are they stupid? I growled and drank. After a few glasses I felt the alcohol kick in. Aah… I love the feeling. It's like I am floating down a river, like flying… I smiled and lay back down on the couch. Now I could forget about my problems.
My problems… I have a few. The biggest one is Jason. He used to be my boyfriend, but he decided he needed more than one girl. I broke up with him, but I still love the jerk. I am forgetting about him.
I needed another drink. I grabbed the bottle and drank. I knew I would be asleep soon. I wouldn't go over to Jono's tonight. He would be there in the morning, scolding at me for drinking again. What the heck? He is not my father. I don't even have one! Why does he even care about me? I am a messed up bitch anyway…
More vodka… I drowned the whole bottle. Problem number two: I have a drinking problem… It's not like I am drinking the whole time. I am not addicted. But when I feel like shit I need to drink.
Problem number three: I just got rejected by my cousin's band. I would have loved to let them hear my songs. Buy no, these guys think a girl can't handle a guitar.
I had met them on Jono's birthday last year. Back then I thought they were nice guys. BIG mistake to think that! I remember Yami, the singer, and his girlfriend. They had been all over each other, to the point it was almost disgusting. But damn it… that guy was hot! Yami was the older brother of Yugi, who was in my class. They were half Egyptian and half Japanese. Back in the time when Yami was still at school, they talked in a mingling of languages only they could understand. Yami wasn't his real name though… Nobody knew his real name, only Yugi.
There was this guy called Bakura, who had made all kinds of comments about the two. I had found him funny and I had loved his hair. It was white and long, sticking out in all directions. He was really cool. He did the rapping in the band and also the backing vocals. I knew he was from England and that he had moved to Japan at a young age.
Then there was Seto, the drummer. I don't even know why he joined the band. In his daytime, he ran a big company. He obviously didn't do it for the money. Seto's bottom lip was pierced, as were both of his ears. He was the coolest of the group and didn't talk much. But when he said something, it was hilarious. That guy was freakin' sarcastic. The discussions between him and Jono were worth their weight in gold.
Then Otogi. He was quite nice. He played the bass guitar. He was an eternal Don Juan. He told me about ten times I looked hot, earning glares from Jono and remarks like "No hitting on my cousin, you horny bastard!"
Last but not least was Marik. He did the turntables. He was a nice guy, I guess. At least he was back then. I didn't know that much about him, only that he was from Egypt.
I sighed. Marik, Yami and Bakura had made these remarks.
"Oh no!" The surprise and anger in Bakura's voice.
"You got to be kiddin' me!" Yami had glared at me.
"Jou, what the heck?" Marik's expression of disbelief.
I rolled over on my stomach. They didn't even give me a chance to let them hear what I was capable of. Stupid jerks!
- End chapter 1 -
Well, what do you think? Next chapter will be longer!
