CJ: Hey everyone. I'm back hopefully people will take the time to review,
Please?? Any way this will be good well you decide. I don't own anything.
Lawyers: One day you'll forget to say that!
CJ: *rolls eyes* Whatever
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CRASH! A noise filled the darkened house, the only light you could see was the faint light of the moon shining through the window. The noise traveled upstairs, creeping under the crack of a door waking a small girl. Her crystal eye's opened, a hint of fear glowing in them. She hugged her crimson bear tightly against her chest till she couldn't take it any more.
She pulled her pink sheets off her and climbed carefully out of bed. She quietly opened her door as to not make a noise. She tip-toed silently but quickly to her parents room, she tuned the knob. "Mommy, Daddy!" She called bringing them conscious from there slumber. "What is it Tea?" Her mother asked, worry in her voice. "There was a crash down stairs." She exclaimed. "WHAT?!" This time both her parents shot straight up, fully awake now.
They got out of bed slipping into there slippers, "Tea stay here and don't make any noise." Her father told her, with those last words he headed for downstairs with her mother not far behind.
BANG BANG! Those noises broke the silence, scaring the girl. Fearing her parent's she crept halfway down the stairs far enough to wear she could see four men. Each one scarier then the last, one was holding a bag filled with her family's possessions. Each one was wearing a black bandana with a golden H on it, "The Hell Satins." Even a girl her age knew about them, there the most dangerous gang in Domino. "We better get out of here before the cops show." The biggest one said, he seemed to be the leader because the other three followed his every order.
They all jumped through the broken window. When it was safe she ran the rest of the way down stairs, looking around. When she looked down her eyes widened in fear then quickly filled with tears. She saw the two pale, blood covered, lifeless body's that were once her parent's. The bang's she heard were bullets, one in her mother's head, and the other in her father's chest. The blood soaked the pale carpet that matched there skin. Then she did the only thing that came to mind, she screamed, hoping it would wake them and everything would be ok. All it did was mix in with the sirens filling the night air.
That was 10 years ago...
Tea was 8 when the hell satins shot and murdered her parents to get her stuff, 8 years ago when she was forced into an orphanage. She wasn't in there long before, Kathryn and Chris Galena (dumb name I know) came to the orphanage that fateful day. They had an interest in a certin brunette who arrived recently. They took her home, but they weren't the sweet caring people they led to be.
They always verbally and physically abused her every time she made a small mistake.
She suffered this abuse until her 18th birthday, the day she got the courage to stand up to her parent's and more out, all thanks to 'him'.
~Flash back~
It was a cloudy day and Tea's birthday. She came home with one less grocery she needed to get. Her step parents really let her have it. She ran outside not caring were she was going but somehow her feet led her to the park. She sat down on a hard metal bench, buried her face in her hands and cried. A few minutes later she felt a hand on her shoulder causing her to lift her head. "Are you ok?" She instantly recognized raspy British accent, Bakura! "Bakura?! What do you want?" Not the reply he wanted.
The white haired teen sat next to her, "I only want to see what's wrong." He said calmly. "Sense when do you care?" He just signed, "Look Tea I've been meaning to say this but, I couldn't nut now I can." He looked at the now confused Tea. "What are you saying?" But instead of getting an answer she felt his lips brush hers, shocking herself she returned instead of pushing him away. When they stopped, he looked down to the ground, "I guess that explains it. A light shade of pink forming across his cheeks, something Tea never thought she'd see.
Shocking him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, pouring everything out. Bakura got a little angered by the news, they sat there until finally Tea broke the silence.
"I know what I'll do!" She exclaimed, running toward home, Bakura at her heels. She burst open the door shocking her stepparents. "I HATE YOU! YOUR NOTHING BUT PECIES OF SHIT AND I'M SICK OF THE ABUSE! I'M MOVING WITH BAKURA!" She ran to her room packed very quickly and ran out the door. She let her all her anger of them out in three sentences.
~End flashback~
"Tea?" She shook her head at the voice of her lover, "What's wrong?" He reached to wipe the tears rolling down her cheeks. 10 years and still the memory of her parents brought tears to sting her eyes. She rested her head in Bakura's chest as he stroked her hair. "Oh Bakura, I hope the Hell Satins, well. rot in hell!" She said, a mix of anger and sadness in her voice.
Bakura's eyes squinted as he looked to his black leather box that rested in his drawer, inside was a black bandana with a golden H on it.
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CJ: Well? What ya think? Good? Bad? What? R+R!!
Lawyers: Chill..
CJ: Don't tell me to chill, God why can't you go away!?
Lawyers: You better watch what you say or will sew you.
CJ: Grrrrrr....
Lawyers: One day you'll forget to say that!
CJ: *rolls eyes* Whatever
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ANGEL
CRASH! A noise filled the darkened house, the only light you could see was the faint light of the moon shining through the window. The noise traveled upstairs, creeping under the crack of a door waking a small girl. Her crystal eye's opened, a hint of fear glowing in them. She hugged her crimson bear tightly against her chest till she couldn't take it any more.
She pulled her pink sheets off her and climbed carefully out of bed. She quietly opened her door as to not make a noise. She tip-toed silently but quickly to her parents room, she tuned the knob. "Mommy, Daddy!" She called bringing them conscious from there slumber. "What is it Tea?" Her mother asked, worry in her voice. "There was a crash down stairs." She exclaimed. "WHAT?!" This time both her parents shot straight up, fully awake now.
They got out of bed slipping into there slippers, "Tea stay here and don't make any noise." Her father told her, with those last words he headed for downstairs with her mother not far behind.
BANG BANG! Those noises broke the silence, scaring the girl. Fearing her parent's she crept halfway down the stairs far enough to wear she could see four men. Each one scarier then the last, one was holding a bag filled with her family's possessions. Each one was wearing a black bandana with a golden H on it, "The Hell Satins." Even a girl her age knew about them, there the most dangerous gang in Domino. "We better get out of here before the cops show." The biggest one said, he seemed to be the leader because the other three followed his every order.
They all jumped through the broken window. When it was safe she ran the rest of the way down stairs, looking around. When she looked down her eyes widened in fear then quickly filled with tears. She saw the two pale, blood covered, lifeless body's that were once her parent's. The bang's she heard were bullets, one in her mother's head, and the other in her father's chest. The blood soaked the pale carpet that matched there skin. Then she did the only thing that came to mind, she screamed, hoping it would wake them and everything would be ok. All it did was mix in with the sirens filling the night air.
That was 10 years ago...
Tea was 8 when the hell satins shot and murdered her parents to get her stuff, 8 years ago when she was forced into an orphanage. She wasn't in there long before, Kathryn and Chris Galena (dumb name I know) came to the orphanage that fateful day. They had an interest in a certin brunette who arrived recently. They took her home, but they weren't the sweet caring people they led to be.
They always verbally and physically abused her every time she made a small mistake.
She suffered this abuse until her 18th birthday, the day she got the courage to stand up to her parent's and more out, all thanks to 'him'.
~Flash back~
It was a cloudy day and Tea's birthday. She came home with one less grocery she needed to get. Her step parents really let her have it. She ran outside not caring were she was going but somehow her feet led her to the park. She sat down on a hard metal bench, buried her face in her hands and cried. A few minutes later she felt a hand on her shoulder causing her to lift her head. "Are you ok?" She instantly recognized raspy British accent, Bakura! "Bakura?! What do you want?" Not the reply he wanted.
The white haired teen sat next to her, "I only want to see what's wrong." He said calmly. "Sense when do you care?" He just signed, "Look Tea I've been meaning to say this but, I couldn't nut now I can." He looked at the now confused Tea. "What are you saying?" But instead of getting an answer she felt his lips brush hers, shocking herself she returned instead of pushing him away. When they stopped, he looked down to the ground, "I guess that explains it. A light shade of pink forming across his cheeks, something Tea never thought she'd see.
Shocking him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, pouring everything out. Bakura got a little angered by the news, they sat there until finally Tea broke the silence.
"I know what I'll do!" She exclaimed, running toward home, Bakura at her heels. She burst open the door shocking her stepparents. "I HATE YOU! YOUR NOTHING BUT PECIES OF SHIT AND I'M SICK OF THE ABUSE! I'M MOVING WITH BAKURA!" She ran to her room packed very quickly and ran out the door. She let her all her anger of them out in three sentences.
~End flashback~
"Tea?" She shook her head at the voice of her lover, "What's wrong?" He reached to wipe the tears rolling down her cheeks. 10 years and still the memory of her parents brought tears to sting her eyes. She rested her head in Bakura's chest as he stroked her hair. "Oh Bakura, I hope the Hell Satins, well. rot in hell!" She said, a mix of anger and sadness in her voice.
Bakura's eyes squinted as he looked to his black leather box that rested in his drawer, inside was a black bandana with a golden H on it.
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CJ: Well? What ya think? Good? Bad? What? R+R!!
Lawyers: Chill..
CJ: Don't tell me to chill, God why can't you go away!?
Lawyers: You better watch what you say or will sew you.
CJ: Grrrrrr....