What I Wished For
By. Glowing Star
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters mentioned (except my own)
Chapter 1: Yami's Arrival
I love my parents but sometimes, they get seriously overboard.
I still remember that day, when I stole some candles and lit up the family heirloom; a 200 year-old rug. Can you imagine that? My parents yelled at me for several days until finally their voice got hoarse and they stopped yelling. I mean, that 200 year-old rug is so ugly that it looks like 20 elephants had already trampled over it, and the color of it is like a million animal dung, spread out over it. I thought I did them a favor by getting rid of that thing that looks even worse than toilet paper! My parents never paid attention to it anyway and they always look at it in disgust. So I thought I should just get rid of it for them. But no! They get so mad over something they don't even like. Except--they might be actually looking disgracefully at the mummy that was placed behind the heirloom that my brother made when he was 4--but that's not possible. Is it?
Another time was when I got an A+ on my test, and when I broke the news to my parents, somehow they went totally berserk!! And I mean, REALLY crazy. I can't believe I got an A+ on a test and they get really mad! Until, later, my mom told me to look at the score more closely. That's when it hit me. I didn't actually get an A+ on that test, I got a D+, the teacher just wrote it really sloppy and really slanted so that it looked like an A+.
I was discussing this problem to my new friend, Yami, and he told me not to worry about it. That my parents will grow out of that habit.
"You need not worry about it, Aetha," were his exact words. The way he shaped those words are an interesting combination and I do not know how he can do that! But he just came to Devlin High two weeks ago. I still remember that fateful day.
"Everybody! Please welcome a new student!" Ms. Christi said, "His name is Yami, he came from Egypt and hopes to learn lots of new things with us, like how to dissect a frog!!!"
The class chuckled a bit. But settles down immediately when Ms. Christi proclaimed, "Hi! Yami, welcome to our class. Why don't you take a seat next to Aetha, over there in the back row."
I wasn't paying attention at all to Ms. Christi, even when the new student came in. I kept my head bent down, looking at my deformed math problem from period 4. It was when Ms. Christi told Yami to come sit by me did I lift my head up.
What I saw was a boy, duh, but not just any regular boy. He was EXTREMELY cute but not only that, I sense some kind of mystical energy coming from him. I put that thought in my head for future reference, and continued staring at him. I was in awe.
He was wearing a sleeveless black shirt with a black neckband buckled around his neck. On his right arm, was an arm-band that only cool people wear. He was tall and skinny and had really awesome arms. He placed his sleek arms in his pocket, his backpack slung over one arm and slowly walked over. I also noticed that he was wearing two bracelet on each of his wrists, one was at least an inch thick in width and had spikes on it, the one he wore on his right wrist was a gold one and on his left wrist was a silver one. The other bracelet (besides the spiky one) he wore was just a simple loose silver chain linked bracelet. He was wearing black pants, around it strung a really thick dark belt. The end of his belt hung loose across his waist. His shoes were awesome, it was slick black and pointy with silver stripes going diagonally and straight at the outer side of his shoes.
He walked down the aisle, slowly towards his new seat. I could tell that a lot of other girls are also staring at him in awe. But Yami kept his fierce yet soft glance at me.
I could tell from the first time I looked straight into his face that he is the kind of person that has two kinds of facial expressions. One is fierce yet in a soft way, and another is a face of pure innocence and childhood.
Strangely, I sense no dark energies from him even though he was wearing a black attire.
Slowly and steadily, he came closer to me. He took a seat next to me and I watched him all the way. Since I was staring at him, I expected him to be really mean to me.
Instead, he said brightly, "Hi! Learning to dissect frogs, aren't you?"
I blushed instantly, but I told myself to calm down. Aetha, he's just a really cute boy, calm yourself and stop blushing! I scolded myself.
"Uh..yeah, I guess." I replied, I know it's not a good reply but hey, something is better than nothing right? And I blushed even more.
"Not used to talking, I am presuming?" Yami replied to my half-answer.
Our conversation was interrupted by Ms. Christi, who started lecturing again and most of the girls turned their heads back to our science teacher. My mood plummeted immediately when Ms. Christi continued lecturing. I sighed silently, and complained in my mind; why? why? why?. This class finally got a bit interesting when BOOM! the excitement is gone. why? why?? why??? Out of all the empty seats next to all the other girls, why must Ms. Christi assign the most cutest boy I've seen in my whole life to sit next to me???
My feelings were unexplainable and I wish I could just disappear into the ground. Every girl would want to disappear when a teacher assigns a guy that they have an immediate crush on to sit next to them! My thoughts were interrupted by a soft poking on my left arm.
"Hey," Karina whispered, "I'll give you fifty bucks to trade seats with you!!"
"Arghhhh." I rolled my eyes and went back to listening our teacher lecture.
Karina is my good friend; actually, everybody is my good friend. Yep, you guessed it, I'm pretty popular yet I'm not a bad student either. Karina is one of my many friends, she is rich and lives in a mansion. I also have to admit that she is pretty in her own way. Her blond hair streamed down her back and almost everyday, she wears a different tank-top with flair jeans. She is plainly a fashion nerd. I don't think I ever saw her wear the same outfit twice. Anyways, she is a magnet to boys and will do anything to attract a cute guy that she likes. I have an inkling that she's also got the hots for Yami.
Soon, bell rang and it was time for fourth period. I got up and gathered my books. Luckily we have an eight minute break between periods so I can dump my physics book in my locker. As I got up, I noticed that Yami was holding a paper, I bent down to look at the paper more closely, it was my drawing! My most sacred drawing fell out of my folder. The reason it was sacred was that I drew it out of a dream. I dreamt of an eye. Not an evil one but a golden eye that glows, when I woke up, I immediately drew it down and now Yami has it!!
I quickly snatched the paper out of his grasp, stuffed it inside my folder and stormed out of my classroom. Leaving Yami puzzled and calling after me.
I got to the hall and searched for my locker. 1025.1025. here! My locker is #1025 and it was weird because that's also my lucky numbers. I entered my combinations but it didn't open. I tried it again, this time more slowly, 38.25.13. There! It should open now. But it didn't. I tried it once more but it still didn't open. What's wrong with my locker!!! I yelled in my mind.
I banged the locker loudly, making it echo through hall. Students walking and talking along the hall suddenly stopped and looked at me.
"Heh, heh! Bad locker??" I replied to the whole hall-full of people.
Soon the hall was in its regular state of chattering and laughing. I turned to my left and there, right next to my locker, Yami was standing. Looking at me curiously with an eyebrow raised.
"What!!!???" I yelled at him furiously. Then I restrained myself from yelling anymore at him. I mean, he was probably the cutest guy in the school and I'm not going to lose my chance with him.
"I mean.hi!" I corrected myself.
"It's OK," he continued looking into my eyes and I stared into his pure- blue eyes, "Maybe I can help."
He moved toward my locker without waiting for me to answer and immediately opened my locker. I was amazed. Iguy came from Egypt!! There's no lockers in Egyptian schools!!! And, how did he know my combination number? I decided to ask him.
"How do you know my combination number?" I asked him intently.
He looked stumped, then suddenly he transformed into a tired innocent boy who's got more problem than answering a girl's question about a locker. But that expression was gone as instantaneously as it came.
He answered politely with a shrug, "Um. you know, from around."
"You just came here, how can you get it 'from around'?" I asked him curiously.
"Well, actually. I was kind of spying on you when you stomped out of the classroom," Yami replied to me in a slow manner.
"Well!! Yeah!!!! Besides that, can you quit following me as well!!???" I yelled in his face and stomped away again, towards my group of friends.
I just blew it. Totally. I met the cutest guy and I blew it. Oh, well.
"Hey Karina, hey Terry!" I greeted them merrily.
"Hi. you know you are so lucky to have Yami sit next to you!!" Karina informed me like I didn't know the news.
"Well, you know, it is annoying to have him follow you everywhere you go," I countered.
"Yeah, but he just came and you should give him a chance first. You are so lucky to have him sit next to you. So go talk to him. Make a friend out of him. I know he won't be that mean."
I agreed and went to my next class.
Math was an incredibly horrible class. Yami followed me and sat next to me in math class. I didn't say anything to him until halfway through the class, I got bored and I had to talk to him.
"You want me.to show you around the school..at break?" I stammered out to him.
"Yeah, that would be nice," he replied with a really cute half grin.
After class, I showed him the gym, auditorium, cafeteria, and before I could show him more, the bell rang for fifth period. Yami followed me to social studies too.
Looks like he has the same schedule as me so far, I thought to myself as I picked a seat and sat down with Yami following my suit.
The social studies teacher didn't arrive yet so I took that chance and asked Yami if we can hang out after school and that I could show him around the neighborhood. He agreed and I told him I am going to pick him up at 4:00 pm today with my own car. He was a bit surprised that I have a car but I told him here in America, we can drive when we turn sixteen.
A few minutes later, our social studies teacher, Mr. Aguilar, came into the classroom. That was not all, behind him, a new face walked in.
Probably another new student, I guessed. And I was right.
"Everybody! Please give a warm welcome to Seto Kaiba!!"
A tall skinny guy walked in with a briefcase instead of a backpack. I could tell immediately that he was really rich by the way he dress.
He wore so much and yet so fancily that it'll take me hours to explain. But one thing is for sure, he is rich. I see that his initials were on his clothes and his silver briefcase is unscratched.
As he walked in stiffly, he surveyed the room. But when his eyes landed on Yami and me, his eyes narrowed, showing an immediate flash of hate and anger. Even worse, when Yami saw Seto, he stood up suddenly and yelled, "YOU!!"
Thirty student's heads turned and stared at Yami, but I could tell Yami was more concentrated on Seto than at the students. So I reached out and grabbed his arm and pulled him back onto his seat.
"Do you know him?" I asked him once he sat down.
"Of course-" he replied but cut himself off, then he continued, "No, I don't. But I thought it was somebody I knew."
I highly doubted him though. But ever since that day, we were good friends..
"HELLO!!???" Yami yelled in my face.
"Wha--? Oh, sorry. I was thinking about the day you came here." I told him.
"Yeah, that was an event in my life that I'll never forget," he replied.
Oh well, time to end this conversation, my mom will flip if she finds out I've been with a guy this whole afternoon, I thought to myself. Then, I said, "Well, it's 5 already, and I've got to get home to catch dinner. So. I'll see you tomorrow."
"OK," was his casual comeback. I looked at him hard and felt the cool breeze fluttering past us, it rustled my hair, blowing it toward Yami's direction. Suddenly, I saw a longing look on Yami's face. He pulled up his hand as if to reach for my hair but stopped and instead rested them on my shoulders. His hand felt hot and heavy on my shoulder, I put my other hand on top of his and squeezed. He smiled and took his hand away.
As I got off the sidewalk ledge where we were sitting, I thought how lucky it was for me to get to know a guy like him. I walked back quickly, taking as much short cuts I could and when I got home I was out of breath. I sneaked in the back door, said hi to my mom quickly, then climbed upstairs into my room. I was just sitting down at my desk when I noticed that I was not the only person in my room. Somebody was sitting on my bed.
By. Glowing Star
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters mentioned (except my own)
Chapter 1: Yami's Arrival
I love my parents but sometimes, they get seriously overboard.
I still remember that day, when I stole some candles and lit up the family heirloom; a 200 year-old rug. Can you imagine that? My parents yelled at me for several days until finally their voice got hoarse and they stopped yelling. I mean, that 200 year-old rug is so ugly that it looks like 20 elephants had already trampled over it, and the color of it is like a million animal dung, spread out over it. I thought I did them a favor by getting rid of that thing that looks even worse than toilet paper! My parents never paid attention to it anyway and they always look at it in disgust. So I thought I should just get rid of it for them. But no! They get so mad over something they don't even like. Except--they might be actually looking disgracefully at the mummy that was placed behind the heirloom that my brother made when he was 4--but that's not possible. Is it?
Another time was when I got an A+ on my test, and when I broke the news to my parents, somehow they went totally berserk!! And I mean, REALLY crazy. I can't believe I got an A+ on a test and they get really mad! Until, later, my mom told me to look at the score more closely. That's when it hit me. I didn't actually get an A+ on that test, I got a D+, the teacher just wrote it really sloppy and really slanted so that it looked like an A+.
I was discussing this problem to my new friend, Yami, and he told me not to worry about it. That my parents will grow out of that habit.
"You need not worry about it, Aetha," were his exact words. The way he shaped those words are an interesting combination and I do not know how he can do that! But he just came to Devlin High two weeks ago. I still remember that fateful day.
"Everybody! Please welcome a new student!" Ms. Christi said, "His name is Yami, he came from Egypt and hopes to learn lots of new things with us, like how to dissect a frog!!!"
The class chuckled a bit. But settles down immediately when Ms. Christi proclaimed, "Hi! Yami, welcome to our class. Why don't you take a seat next to Aetha, over there in the back row."
I wasn't paying attention at all to Ms. Christi, even when the new student came in. I kept my head bent down, looking at my deformed math problem from period 4. It was when Ms. Christi told Yami to come sit by me did I lift my head up.
What I saw was a boy, duh, but not just any regular boy. He was EXTREMELY cute but not only that, I sense some kind of mystical energy coming from him. I put that thought in my head for future reference, and continued staring at him. I was in awe.
He was wearing a sleeveless black shirt with a black neckband buckled around his neck. On his right arm, was an arm-band that only cool people wear. He was tall and skinny and had really awesome arms. He placed his sleek arms in his pocket, his backpack slung over one arm and slowly walked over. I also noticed that he was wearing two bracelet on each of his wrists, one was at least an inch thick in width and had spikes on it, the one he wore on his right wrist was a gold one and on his left wrist was a silver one. The other bracelet (besides the spiky one) he wore was just a simple loose silver chain linked bracelet. He was wearing black pants, around it strung a really thick dark belt. The end of his belt hung loose across his waist. His shoes were awesome, it was slick black and pointy with silver stripes going diagonally and straight at the outer side of his shoes.
He walked down the aisle, slowly towards his new seat. I could tell that a lot of other girls are also staring at him in awe. But Yami kept his fierce yet soft glance at me.
I could tell from the first time I looked straight into his face that he is the kind of person that has two kinds of facial expressions. One is fierce yet in a soft way, and another is a face of pure innocence and childhood.
Strangely, I sense no dark energies from him even though he was wearing a black attire.
Slowly and steadily, he came closer to me. He took a seat next to me and I watched him all the way. Since I was staring at him, I expected him to be really mean to me.
Instead, he said brightly, "Hi! Learning to dissect frogs, aren't you?"
I blushed instantly, but I told myself to calm down. Aetha, he's just a really cute boy, calm yourself and stop blushing! I scolded myself.
"Uh..yeah, I guess." I replied, I know it's not a good reply but hey, something is better than nothing right? And I blushed even more.
"Not used to talking, I am presuming?" Yami replied to my half-answer.
Our conversation was interrupted by Ms. Christi, who started lecturing again and most of the girls turned their heads back to our science teacher. My mood plummeted immediately when Ms. Christi continued lecturing. I sighed silently, and complained in my mind; why? why? why?. This class finally got a bit interesting when BOOM! the excitement is gone. why? why?? why??? Out of all the empty seats next to all the other girls, why must Ms. Christi assign the most cutest boy I've seen in my whole life to sit next to me???
My feelings were unexplainable and I wish I could just disappear into the ground. Every girl would want to disappear when a teacher assigns a guy that they have an immediate crush on to sit next to them! My thoughts were interrupted by a soft poking on my left arm.
"Hey," Karina whispered, "I'll give you fifty bucks to trade seats with you!!"
"Arghhhh." I rolled my eyes and went back to listening our teacher lecture.
Karina is my good friend; actually, everybody is my good friend. Yep, you guessed it, I'm pretty popular yet I'm not a bad student either. Karina is one of my many friends, she is rich and lives in a mansion. I also have to admit that she is pretty in her own way. Her blond hair streamed down her back and almost everyday, she wears a different tank-top with flair jeans. She is plainly a fashion nerd. I don't think I ever saw her wear the same outfit twice. Anyways, she is a magnet to boys and will do anything to attract a cute guy that she likes. I have an inkling that she's also got the hots for Yami.
Soon, bell rang and it was time for fourth period. I got up and gathered my books. Luckily we have an eight minute break between periods so I can dump my physics book in my locker. As I got up, I noticed that Yami was holding a paper, I bent down to look at the paper more closely, it was my drawing! My most sacred drawing fell out of my folder. The reason it was sacred was that I drew it out of a dream. I dreamt of an eye. Not an evil one but a golden eye that glows, when I woke up, I immediately drew it down and now Yami has it!!
I quickly snatched the paper out of his grasp, stuffed it inside my folder and stormed out of my classroom. Leaving Yami puzzled and calling after me.
I got to the hall and searched for my locker. 1025.1025. here! My locker is #1025 and it was weird because that's also my lucky numbers. I entered my combinations but it didn't open. I tried it again, this time more slowly, 38.25.13. There! It should open now. But it didn't. I tried it once more but it still didn't open. What's wrong with my locker!!! I yelled in my mind.
I banged the locker loudly, making it echo through hall. Students walking and talking along the hall suddenly stopped and looked at me.
"Heh, heh! Bad locker??" I replied to the whole hall-full of people.
Soon the hall was in its regular state of chattering and laughing. I turned to my left and there, right next to my locker, Yami was standing. Looking at me curiously with an eyebrow raised.
"What!!!???" I yelled at him furiously. Then I restrained myself from yelling anymore at him. I mean, he was probably the cutest guy in the school and I'm not going to lose my chance with him.
"I mean.hi!" I corrected myself.
"It's OK," he continued looking into my eyes and I stared into his pure- blue eyes, "Maybe I can help."
He moved toward my locker without waiting for me to answer and immediately opened my locker. I was amazed. Iguy came from Egypt!! There's no lockers in Egyptian schools!!! And, how did he know my combination number? I decided to ask him.
"How do you know my combination number?" I asked him intently.
He looked stumped, then suddenly he transformed into a tired innocent boy who's got more problem than answering a girl's question about a locker. But that expression was gone as instantaneously as it came.
He answered politely with a shrug, "Um. you know, from around."
"You just came here, how can you get it 'from around'?" I asked him curiously.
"Well, actually. I was kind of spying on you when you stomped out of the classroom," Yami replied to me in a slow manner.
"Well!! Yeah!!!! Besides that, can you quit following me as well!!???" I yelled in his face and stomped away again, towards my group of friends.
I just blew it. Totally. I met the cutest guy and I blew it. Oh, well.
"Hey Karina, hey Terry!" I greeted them merrily.
"Hi. you know you are so lucky to have Yami sit next to you!!" Karina informed me like I didn't know the news.
"Well, you know, it is annoying to have him follow you everywhere you go," I countered.
"Yeah, but he just came and you should give him a chance first. You are so lucky to have him sit next to you. So go talk to him. Make a friend out of him. I know he won't be that mean."
I agreed and went to my next class.
Math was an incredibly horrible class. Yami followed me and sat next to me in math class. I didn't say anything to him until halfway through the class, I got bored and I had to talk to him.
"You want me.to show you around the school..at break?" I stammered out to him.
"Yeah, that would be nice," he replied with a really cute half grin.
After class, I showed him the gym, auditorium, cafeteria, and before I could show him more, the bell rang for fifth period. Yami followed me to social studies too.
Looks like he has the same schedule as me so far, I thought to myself as I picked a seat and sat down with Yami following my suit.
The social studies teacher didn't arrive yet so I took that chance and asked Yami if we can hang out after school and that I could show him around the neighborhood. He agreed and I told him I am going to pick him up at 4:00 pm today with my own car. He was a bit surprised that I have a car but I told him here in America, we can drive when we turn sixteen.
A few minutes later, our social studies teacher, Mr. Aguilar, came into the classroom. That was not all, behind him, a new face walked in.
Probably another new student, I guessed. And I was right.
"Everybody! Please give a warm welcome to Seto Kaiba!!"
A tall skinny guy walked in with a briefcase instead of a backpack. I could tell immediately that he was really rich by the way he dress.
He wore so much and yet so fancily that it'll take me hours to explain. But one thing is for sure, he is rich. I see that his initials were on his clothes and his silver briefcase is unscratched.
As he walked in stiffly, he surveyed the room. But when his eyes landed on Yami and me, his eyes narrowed, showing an immediate flash of hate and anger. Even worse, when Yami saw Seto, he stood up suddenly and yelled, "YOU!!"
Thirty student's heads turned and stared at Yami, but I could tell Yami was more concentrated on Seto than at the students. So I reached out and grabbed his arm and pulled him back onto his seat.
"Do you know him?" I asked him once he sat down.
"Of course-" he replied but cut himself off, then he continued, "No, I don't. But I thought it was somebody I knew."
I highly doubted him though. But ever since that day, we were good friends..
"HELLO!!???" Yami yelled in my face.
"Wha--? Oh, sorry. I was thinking about the day you came here." I told him.
"Yeah, that was an event in my life that I'll never forget," he replied.
Oh well, time to end this conversation, my mom will flip if she finds out I've been with a guy this whole afternoon, I thought to myself. Then, I said, "Well, it's 5 already, and I've got to get home to catch dinner. So. I'll see you tomorrow."
"OK," was his casual comeback. I looked at him hard and felt the cool breeze fluttering past us, it rustled my hair, blowing it toward Yami's direction. Suddenly, I saw a longing look on Yami's face. He pulled up his hand as if to reach for my hair but stopped and instead rested them on my shoulders. His hand felt hot and heavy on my shoulder, I put my other hand on top of his and squeezed. He smiled and took his hand away.
As I got off the sidewalk ledge where we were sitting, I thought how lucky it was for me to get to know a guy like him. I walked back quickly, taking as much short cuts I could and when I got home I was out of breath. I sneaked in the back door, said hi to my mom quickly, then climbed upstairs into my room. I was just sitting down at my desk when I noticed that I was not the only person in my room. Somebody was sitting on my bed.