Book Dragon: "Okay, this is my first story so be easy on me."
Bakura: "Yeah and it's a story with me as a main character!" *Smiles*
Book Dragon: ". yes that is correct."
Bakura: *Suddenly hugs Book Dragon* Thank you!
Book Dragon: *Blushes* Um. thanks.NOW GET OFF ME!
Bakura: *Points at Book Dragon* She does not would Yu-Gi-OH! Just her made
up characters!
Book Dragon: Um. yes. let's just start the story!
Wings of Leaves
Chapter 1: Beginnings
It was raining outside Bakura's bedroom window. It was a beautiful day a few hours ago, warm and the sun shining. Now the sun is gone, consumed by dark clouds full of water droplets.
Bakura had just awakened from one of his nasty headaches he always seemed to get. A sudden sharp throb of pain and black out. Then he would awake up the next day, fine. His friends were a little worried about him, it wasn't normal for such things to accrue, but for Bakura it was life. It wasn't always that way though, as a young child he did not remember such advents. His best days, they were. His father was around and loved him deeply, now he is gone somewhere else faraway...working.
Bakura shook his head, memories vanishing to reveal his gloomy room. He looked at the clock. It was 3:30 in the afternoon, and the last thing he could remember was hiding in the library yesterday to escape the group of girls, which seemed to follow him everywhere. He had sat down at the end of a book self, suddenly felt sick and blacked out. Now he was here, in his room. He stood up, suddenly feeling his hungry; it had been more than 10 hours without food from yesterday to today. He walked down stairs and made a cheese sandwich, as he bit into it he noticed he has a message and his answering machine, walked over and clicked a button. "Hey, this is Yugi.. I guess you probably had one of your headaches again, you missed school today and I was worried. When you wake up give me a call. Bye." Bakura looked at the calendar. It was your everyday calendar, black text and no life at all. Today has been Monday; Bakura stomped his foot. There goes it perfect attendance. He finished the rest of his sandwich quickly and called Yugi. He told him he was fine, like always. "Are you sure Bakura? I mean you didn't look too good yesterday in class and-" "Yes, I'm sure Yugi, I'll probably be in tomorrow. you know this happens a lot Yugi and I'm all ways fine the next day." "Well. if you're sure." "I am." "Ok Bakura. just take it easy for me please. you're scaring us, bye Bakura." "Bye" Bakura hung up; he would take it easy for today. He went and laid down on the couch, he felt tired. He went to sleep quickly.
He woke up suddenly; he was gasping for breath and sweating. He looked at the clock, it was 6 am. He threw the blankets off and sat up, catching his breath. 'What a nightmare.' He thought, but it had been so real. He closed his eyes and tried to remember what he could. Scenes flashed in front of his closed eyes.
He was running after some one, died leaves crunching under his feet. Ragged breaths streamed from his throat. He could hear breaths coming from the person in front of him, short gasps. He finally caught up and grabbed the person's arm. The person fell, onto the leafy ground. It was a girl, her hair fluttered down on her shoulders. She suddenly stood up and tried to run again. He kept his hand clasped to her arm. She suddenly grabbed on the side of an old stone well. He tried to pull her off but she would not move. He felt his lips grin; he pulled an object out of his pocket. It was round and gold, it had markings on it but there were blurs. He lifted it up and started to say something. It was cut off by a scream, and her hand flew out and grasped the object for a moment. In a sudden movement, he pulled it out of her grasp and pushed her into the well. She screamed as she fell in and down into the bottom of it. He never heard her splash; he walked away quickly. That was it, all he could remember. He tired for a few moments more to see if he could even remember her face. Nothing, not a thing. He sighed and opened his eyes again. He got up and got really for school. Maybe he could remember later.
Later that morning Bakura sat at his desk in school, tapping a pencil on the side of his desk. He was deep in thought and unaware of events around him. The teacher walked in and silenced everyone with a tapping foot. "Class I have an announcement," The teacher stated in his strong voice. "We have an exchange student." As he stated as boy walked in the room. Bakura's head looked up at the few words caught of "Exchange" and "student". He wore the blue button down shirt and the school blue paints. His eyes were shut and his head nodded to the ground. Bakura suddenly looked at his "fan club"; maybe they would like this new student better than they would like himself. His smile faded. No such luck, they were mystified at this new boy. No glints in their eyes of dreaming passion. Their eyes suddenly widened and they maybe low gasps. He looked back at his new classmate. His eyes were widened open, but still looking at the tiles in the floor. A long braid of hair on his shoulder. Bakura's eyes widened in astonishment. This was no boy, this was a girl! Her brown braided hair on her shoulder, but that was not the give away. Her eyes were no dough female. They were somehow filled with beauty that no man could posses. Bakura hear a burst of voices, everyone around speaking about the girl now. "Oh my gosh! Why is she wearing boy clothing?" He heard one cheerleader say. "Whoa look at her eyes! Like gems in a treasure chest." one of the popular boys stated. The teacher suddenly stopped their gossip. "SETTLE DOWN CLASS!" He whacked his index pointer and silenced them. He continued. "Her name is Ryelle, Ryelle please sit." He scanned the classroom. ". The third row second seat please." At the command, Ryelle sat in her seat quickly and stared at her desk. Hear face completely white. She was to the right desk in front of his own. He looked at the other boys eyeing her.
Ryelle sat there in her seat. Mentally she was cursing. She looked at the boys in the counter of her eyes and heard her name in their whispers. No way she could be inconspicuous now; she wanted not to be seen, like in her old town. Home. She bit back tears, she would not cry here. No one paid attention to the teacher that day, they were all too interested in their gossip. When class ended, Ryelle stood up and left as soon as allowed. She power walked down the hall, she wanted to get away from them all as soon as possible. She was getting looks from the boys around her; the girls look at her in anger and envy. To Ryelle it was all to clear, she was beautiful here, something she did not want. At lunchtime, and she was scanning the hallways for the lunchroom. After lunch, she would be free. After about ten minutes of searching, she entered the lunchroom. She had a bag lunch, which was not as good as she would have liked it. People where everywhere. She didn't particularly want to sit anywhere. She was getting nasty looks from the popular cheerleaders, their boyfriends eyeing her. She was about to sit down in the nearest sit went she saw students sitting out side. She could have smiled. She swiftly walked out the nearest door, setting foot on green grass. She suddenly spotted a tri colored hair boy out of a group of students. The color faded from her face, this wasn't such a good idea. She turned swiftly, before they could see her. She power walked to the one nearest tree that was there. She sat behind it, not wanting to be seen. Yugi looked over to Bakura who was biting in to a sandwich he made that morning. Joey, Tristan, and Tea looked at their both of them. Tea spoke first. "Hey, um. what do you guys think of that new girl?" She asked. They just looked at her. She continued. "I mean she's kind of odd, wearing boy clothes and not speaking to anybody yet." "Yeah I kind of know what you mean," Bakura found himself saying. Yugi nodded. "But hey she is kind of cute." Joey suddenly said with a glint in his eye. The whole group, except Tristan, sweat dropped. "Yeah I know what you mean Joey." Tristan spoke up. Joey and Tristan looked at Yugi and Bakura, hoping they would agree as well. Yugi blushed at their gaze. Bakura looked at them blankly. "What do you guys think?" Joey asked intently. "Well." Yugi blushed bright red; he looked away at Tea hoping she would get him out of this question. No such luck. Joey, now knowing the answer turned to Bakura. Bakura looked back and blinked. "Well?" Joey asked in his accent. "Um. she seems ok to me." Bakura said and bit into his sandwich. Before Joey could say anymore, a group of handsome looking boys stumped out of the door and looked around intently. The group spotted them and walked over quickly. "Hey, have you seen the new girl? Ryelle? She walked out here a little while ago." The nearest boy asked quite quickly. Joey glared at him. "Why?" "That's none of YOUR business," the popular boy said. Yugi looked over to him and replied truthfully. "No we haven't seen her." The popular boy eyed him suspiciously. "Are you sure?" "Positive." "Well. if you do she her, don't get any bright ideas. she is MINE!" He walked away with his friends to find her. They started walking over to the nearest tree. Joey made a fist in anger. "Who does that guy think he IS?" he said in a little rage.
Wings of Leaves
Chapter 1: Beginnings
It was raining outside Bakura's bedroom window. It was a beautiful day a few hours ago, warm and the sun shining. Now the sun is gone, consumed by dark clouds full of water droplets.
Bakura had just awakened from one of his nasty headaches he always seemed to get. A sudden sharp throb of pain and black out. Then he would awake up the next day, fine. His friends were a little worried about him, it wasn't normal for such things to accrue, but for Bakura it was life. It wasn't always that way though, as a young child he did not remember such advents. His best days, they were. His father was around and loved him deeply, now he is gone somewhere else faraway...working.
Bakura shook his head, memories vanishing to reveal his gloomy room. He looked at the clock. It was 3:30 in the afternoon, and the last thing he could remember was hiding in the library yesterday to escape the group of girls, which seemed to follow him everywhere. He had sat down at the end of a book self, suddenly felt sick and blacked out. Now he was here, in his room. He stood up, suddenly feeling his hungry; it had been more than 10 hours without food from yesterday to today. He walked down stairs and made a cheese sandwich, as he bit into it he noticed he has a message and his answering machine, walked over and clicked a button. "Hey, this is Yugi.. I guess you probably had one of your headaches again, you missed school today and I was worried. When you wake up give me a call. Bye." Bakura looked at the calendar. It was your everyday calendar, black text and no life at all. Today has been Monday; Bakura stomped his foot. There goes it perfect attendance. He finished the rest of his sandwich quickly and called Yugi. He told him he was fine, like always. "Are you sure Bakura? I mean you didn't look too good yesterday in class and-" "Yes, I'm sure Yugi, I'll probably be in tomorrow. you know this happens a lot Yugi and I'm all ways fine the next day." "Well. if you're sure." "I am." "Ok Bakura. just take it easy for me please. you're scaring us, bye Bakura." "Bye" Bakura hung up; he would take it easy for today. He went and laid down on the couch, he felt tired. He went to sleep quickly.
He woke up suddenly; he was gasping for breath and sweating. He looked at the clock, it was 6 am. He threw the blankets off and sat up, catching his breath. 'What a nightmare.' He thought, but it had been so real. He closed his eyes and tried to remember what he could. Scenes flashed in front of his closed eyes.
He was running after some one, died leaves crunching under his feet. Ragged breaths streamed from his throat. He could hear breaths coming from the person in front of him, short gasps. He finally caught up and grabbed the person's arm. The person fell, onto the leafy ground. It was a girl, her hair fluttered down on her shoulders. She suddenly stood up and tried to run again. He kept his hand clasped to her arm. She suddenly grabbed on the side of an old stone well. He tried to pull her off but she would not move. He felt his lips grin; he pulled an object out of his pocket. It was round and gold, it had markings on it but there were blurs. He lifted it up and started to say something. It was cut off by a scream, and her hand flew out and grasped the object for a moment. In a sudden movement, he pulled it out of her grasp and pushed her into the well. She screamed as she fell in and down into the bottom of it. He never heard her splash; he walked away quickly. That was it, all he could remember. He tired for a few moments more to see if he could even remember her face. Nothing, not a thing. He sighed and opened his eyes again. He got up and got really for school. Maybe he could remember later.
Later that morning Bakura sat at his desk in school, tapping a pencil on the side of his desk. He was deep in thought and unaware of events around him. The teacher walked in and silenced everyone with a tapping foot. "Class I have an announcement," The teacher stated in his strong voice. "We have an exchange student." As he stated as boy walked in the room. Bakura's head looked up at the few words caught of "Exchange" and "student". He wore the blue button down shirt and the school blue paints. His eyes were shut and his head nodded to the ground. Bakura suddenly looked at his "fan club"; maybe they would like this new student better than they would like himself. His smile faded. No such luck, they were mystified at this new boy. No glints in their eyes of dreaming passion. Their eyes suddenly widened and they maybe low gasps. He looked back at his new classmate. His eyes were widened open, but still looking at the tiles in the floor. A long braid of hair on his shoulder. Bakura's eyes widened in astonishment. This was no boy, this was a girl! Her brown braided hair on her shoulder, but that was not the give away. Her eyes were no dough female. They were somehow filled with beauty that no man could posses. Bakura hear a burst of voices, everyone around speaking about the girl now. "Oh my gosh! Why is she wearing boy clothing?" He heard one cheerleader say. "Whoa look at her eyes! Like gems in a treasure chest." one of the popular boys stated. The teacher suddenly stopped their gossip. "SETTLE DOWN CLASS!" He whacked his index pointer and silenced them. He continued. "Her name is Ryelle, Ryelle please sit." He scanned the classroom. ". The third row second seat please." At the command, Ryelle sat in her seat quickly and stared at her desk. Hear face completely white. She was to the right desk in front of his own. He looked at the other boys eyeing her.
Ryelle sat there in her seat. Mentally she was cursing. She looked at the boys in the counter of her eyes and heard her name in their whispers. No way she could be inconspicuous now; she wanted not to be seen, like in her old town. Home. She bit back tears, she would not cry here. No one paid attention to the teacher that day, they were all too interested in their gossip. When class ended, Ryelle stood up and left as soon as allowed. She power walked down the hall, she wanted to get away from them all as soon as possible. She was getting looks from the boys around her; the girls look at her in anger and envy. To Ryelle it was all to clear, she was beautiful here, something she did not want. At lunchtime, and she was scanning the hallways for the lunchroom. After lunch, she would be free. After about ten minutes of searching, she entered the lunchroom. She had a bag lunch, which was not as good as she would have liked it. People where everywhere. She didn't particularly want to sit anywhere. She was getting nasty looks from the popular cheerleaders, their boyfriends eyeing her. She was about to sit down in the nearest sit went she saw students sitting out side. She could have smiled. She swiftly walked out the nearest door, setting foot on green grass. She suddenly spotted a tri colored hair boy out of a group of students. The color faded from her face, this wasn't such a good idea. She turned swiftly, before they could see her. She power walked to the one nearest tree that was there. She sat behind it, not wanting to be seen. Yugi looked over to Bakura who was biting in to a sandwich he made that morning. Joey, Tristan, and Tea looked at their both of them. Tea spoke first. "Hey, um. what do you guys think of that new girl?" She asked. They just looked at her. She continued. "I mean she's kind of odd, wearing boy clothes and not speaking to anybody yet." "Yeah I kind of know what you mean," Bakura found himself saying. Yugi nodded. "But hey she is kind of cute." Joey suddenly said with a glint in his eye. The whole group, except Tristan, sweat dropped. "Yeah I know what you mean Joey." Tristan spoke up. Joey and Tristan looked at Yugi and Bakura, hoping they would agree as well. Yugi blushed at their gaze. Bakura looked at them blankly. "What do you guys think?" Joey asked intently. "Well." Yugi blushed bright red; he looked away at Tea hoping she would get him out of this question. No such luck. Joey, now knowing the answer turned to Bakura. Bakura looked back and blinked. "Well?" Joey asked in his accent. "Um. she seems ok to me." Bakura said and bit into his sandwich. Before Joey could say anymore, a group of handsome looking boys stumped out of the door and looked around intently. The group spotted them and walked over quickly. "Hey, have you seen the new girl? Ryelle? She walked out here a little while ago." The nearest boy asked quite quickly. Joey glared at him. "Why?" "That's none of YOUR business," the popular boy said. Yugi looked over to him and replied truthfully. "No we haven't seen her." The popular boy eyed him suspiciously. "Are you sure?" "Positive." "Well. if you do she her, don't get any bright ideas. she is MINE!" He walked away with his friends to find her. They started walking over to the nearest tree. Joey made a fist in anger. "Who does that guy think he IS?" he said in a little rage.