After I finished the forth arc, I was curious for stories of Dartz's 3 horsemen. Sadly, I found none. So here I am, geekily wondering if the love I once felt for this game and series can still carry over the years that I've pushed it away due to disappointment. *Long story, talk to my brother. It involves a selection of excellent cards, extreme luck and the Left Leg of Exodia, found in a pack and later taken and confiscated by the principal… *sigh* again, long story and one I don't want to talk about.*Anyway, but if this is just a hopeless mission, tell me early. No reason to attempt to make peeps read garbage that's not going anywhere. For the sake of the story line, I'm throwing the horsemen into high school. Maybe I'll throw in the gang as well, duelling may or not be accurate, I don't know. Lets see what I can come up with at this point, then we'll see.
This is the second time I've uploaded it. I know that its not great right now... but lets just see where this goes.
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He woke suddenly, wondering what had pushed him to have his eyes snap open in such panic. The redhead sat up in bed, his grey eyes searching the room for something. He just couldn't tell what. His balcony door was wide open, and the august wind was spilling into the room. He didn't want to go back to school. Sighing, he looked at his alarm. The red numbers shone 2:00 at him. Sighing, he arose from his bed and walked onto the balcony. He saw the city spinning out before him. The trees swayed in the wind, and cars and the lights spun around streets. He saw dark forms of humans walking slowly down the street. The dark sky usually was lit with clouds, stars and moon, tonight it was simply stars. The moon must be in the new phase. He shook his head. Turning around, he surveyed his room. Dresser, bed, closet, desk, door. Grey carpet, blue walls that had clouds painted on the ceiling. The walls were littered with paintings and drawings, photographs and memories. The night was warm enough for a pair of boxers and a muscle shirt. The grey shirt complemented his eyes. The eyes that hid all things in them. Shaking his head, he laughed at his own folly. Application day was the next day and he needed his rest. He needed to apply and get to work. Or maybe he would take the day off tomorrow. He shrugged, and walked over to his bed, not even bothering to get under the covers, he just dropped on top of it. Yanking the pillow over his head, Alister fell back asleep.
His alarm went off at 8. Rafael rolled over in his bed. Pulling a face, he nicked the alarm off and rose. Stretching, his muscular body cracked in several places. Gathering his outfit he had a quick shower. His blonde short hair curled around his ears and spiked up behind his head. Pulling on some clothes, he let his hair drip down onto the carpet as he came downstairs. Surprised to see a blurry eyed Alister blinking at him, he poured his friend a coffee and yelled up the stairs for Valen.
The brunnet came stumbling down the stairs not 2 minuets later.
"What?" he asked, letting a large yawn tumble from his throat as he finished the word.
"Application day Valen. You don't want to be late do you?"
"I wouldn't mind. Do I have to register today?"
"Yes…. it's the only day for gr 12s."
"I'll go tomorrow…."
"You've got work tomorrow, and you have no other time to do this."
"Damn it Raphael! Why now?"
"Because it wants to be that way. Now get dressed, and out of my place. Its annoying to have you moaning about time. "
"But…. "
"No buts! Enough, lets get going."
Half an hour later, the trio reached the school which was on the outskirts of the inner city. The three of them roared into place in the parking lot. Parking their bikes side by side, all three pulled off helmets and tucked them under their arms. Minus the shoulder pads, gawky equipment and trench coats, the tree actually looked fairly decent walking into the school. Blue jeans and a black shirt for Alister, teal sleeveless shirt with black slacks on Raphael, and a red brown sleeveless over blue jeans for Valen. Valen wore running shoes, Raphael wore ankle high black work boots, Alister wore knee high black boots, and a leather cuff as well.
People passing them gave them more then a passing glance, behind the sunglasses each of them looked pretty intimidating. They rounded a corner and made their way to the tables for registration. Splitting off into different areas, Alister got to the lady first.
"Name?"
"Alister Salvai" he said firmly.
"Kalina Valkirya Prieto." came another voice, a table over. It was a girl who was leaning over slightly to the table. Tapping her metallic violet painted nails on the wood.
"You seriously go by that name every day?" asked a guy behind her.
"Kalina is so stupid. The name is Eirian. Use it, or put a suffix behind it." She turned back to the lady who was pushing forms at her and scanned them, looking bored. Alister smirked at the biting tone in her voice.
"Ahem." said the lady in front of him, tapping her own nails on the cheap wood. He filled the forms out quickly, moving past the tables with an id card. His eyes flicked down the rows to his room mates. Halfway threw his own forms, Raphael nodded at him. He and Valen would catch up to him in the gym. He heard the large spiky haired blue eyed young 17year old growling in his uncharacteristic Aussie accent that the line was too long. Half of said line was looking at him for a moment as they gave him blank looks.
Alister moved on, seeing many of the people he didn't know at all as he found himself in another line. This time, waiting for the photographers. He saw the icy Eirian a few spots in front of him. She wore black boots, black pants and a black vest. Something silver glinted on her shirt under her collar as she peered around the gym under violet sunglasses that were on over a dark colored eye. Really dark brown hair was easily pulled back in a pony tail. It had a few wisps in it, but it was tastefully done. Her eyes were fixed on someone over across the room, in another line for schedules.
"Ey! Lover boy!" Alister snapped from his trance, winging around to see Valen's blue eyes right up in his face.
"Bloody hell Valen, what are you playing at?"
"Wondering who you were staring at is all."
"Who said I was staring at anyone?"
"You've been looking up the line for a hella' minute!"
"So? Scanning possible classmates. What of it?"
"Who was it?" asked Valen loudly.
"Valen." came Raphael's gruff voice. Valen jumped.
"Where did you come from?" Raphael smirked.
"Behind you. Now why are you harassing Alister?"
"I wasn't! He was eye'n some gal. Isn't that right Alister?" Valen turned to the elder male, but Alister was gone. He sat being positioned on a silver metal box. His eyes wrinkled as he told the photographer that he wouldn't be smiling. Anyone might think that the wrinkles might be of one who was ready to smile with his eyes, but the the two others knew it for what it really was. Alister was tired, and getting annoyed with being grated on by Valen. Raphael cuffed the spiky haired teen on the head.
"Ow! What was that for you bugger?!" He asked, rubbing his head.
"Leave Alister alone would you?"
"Bugger... " growled Valen. The trio progressed easily threw the lineups wondering what to do with the rest of their day. Meanwhile Eirian was happily chatting away to her older friend Shade. The platinum died blond had nothing better to do for the day, nor did she. He was her secret hero. The dragon knight who could do no wrong. He was tall and wiry, had steal in the place of muscles, brilliant blue eyes, and a fondness for independence. They were sparring partners, and good friends. She had helped him out of an emotional mud hole, and he had done the same for her.
"So just give me a sec, and I can give you a ride back to my place." he said wandering off. The prospect of going anywhere with Shade in his Dart was exciting, so grinning happily, Eirian leaned against a wall. Coat in hand, eyes closed and sunglasses over her eyes.
She normally didn't wear much makeup. Only when she felt like it, today had been one of those days, but she didn't wear lots of it. A touch of her dark purple eyeshadow on top of violet liquid eyeliner, the top of her eyelid tipped with a barely there silver, and under her brow bone was a shimmer sparkle in a flesh tone. She was happy with the effect when she put on her favorite perfume earlier in the day and walked out the door with her lip gloss in hand. She wasn't doing it to impress anyone, just herself. Her fingers twitched with cold as the hot summer day surrounded the school. Gritting her teeth, she fought the cold in her hands back down. Alister came out of the gym earlier then the others, walked right past her with his books in his hand and out the front door. Eirian barely noticed.
Opening her eyes as Shade walked up the hall beside her, she joined him as walked out the door. Considering her eyes had been closed, and Shade could see it as he walked, he didn't pause in his step when she started walking. It was commonplace with Eirian to know things like that. Partially she was very very observant, but she also kept tabs on people around her. Shade had learned long ago not to ask stupid questions.
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Chapter 2
School started in earnest, not a week later. However, some of the inhabitants of the school didn't share the same earnest feelings about the building.
Eirian walked around the school with her eyes half open. She didn't even know why she was here so early in the morning. It was 6:30. Her alarm had roused her out of bed the same way it had all summer. Loudly, and annoyingly. Sitting up on her bed, and waking up enough to down a coffee, a boiled egg and some fruit, brush her teeth, throw on some black, and grab her bag with her mug of tea and brush her teeth as she got out the door onto a bus that would take her past work and to the school.
Now due to the fact she had forgotten she was at school now, she was wandering about at 6:30 in the morning. Regretting every step of the way. She looked around the clean, solvent smelling halls, remembering the people that had walked by every day. Some of them those that she had hated since day one, others that she still kept in contact with, and some she never really knew.
So lost in thought was she that she didn't notice someone, who didn't notice her, and therefore, walked right into him. Falling back, Eirian pulled herself back up, looking at her collided partner. He would be tall when he stood, and wore black slacks, black turtleneck, a pendant on a leather string, black leather boots. He had piercing blue eyes and brown rough cut hair. He glared at her as if she had been the culprit all along, and as Eirian picked herself up and offered a hand, he swiped it away from him. Hauling himself up, still glaring he grabbed his book bag from the ground and pushed past her.
"Watch where you're going next time wench." he growled at her. Eirian turned in a pivot step.
"Kaiba."
"Thats Mr. Kaiba to you, girl. Go get me a coffee."
"Hey Bastard." Yelled Eirian. He turned. "This isn't Domino anymore you slime. No girl is going to go for a coffee just because you demand it. If they do, their idiots. No one is going to bow down to you because you have Obelisk, or your Dragons. No one duels here. I don't even any more. You aren't a rarity. The limo isn't even allowed to park on the side of the road anymore. You'll have to drive, or take the bus like every other normal teenager here. Your money means stuff only to those who want to gain favor with you. But despite the fact that you think you don't need friends, people here corrode others with a few words in the right direction, and there is only so far you can put your head into a chemistry book. Others may stand for your arrogance and crap, but I don't. If you decide to go around pretending you're god on earth, we can duel my way. Fisticuffs, and I'll knock that big head of yours off your shoulders." Glaring at the boy, Eirian watched as he snorted and turned away. Walking as if he owned the world and he didn't give a damn.
Eirian marveled. When he had just been fantasy, when he had just been a character on a TV show, she had had a major crush on him. It lasted about 3 years. Then suddenly they had appeared, and it had been a long time since she had thought of it. But since he was real, she realized how much she couldn't stand him. He had the same characteristics of everyone that she had hated at one point. Snooty "I'm better then you" attitude that had always pissed her off.
Still growling, she walked around the halls again, before finding her old spit, and sitting down, to fall asleep to music. 2 hours later, a hand roused her. Eirian jerked as a fair skinned face looked her over. Pulling her music out of her ears, Eirian stretched. Her friend looked at her.
"Long night?" She asked. Eirian shook her head.
"Nah, just a really early morning."
"Dude. Its the first day of school, you havent even started anything yet, why are you pretending you're in the middle of the Christmas rush?" Eirian shrugged as she looked at her friend. Eden was tall, thin, and was known for her "classic beauty" and blunt and bitchy attitude. She could be mean, but she was brutally honest. Brown boots sat on her feet, under jeans and a t-shirt finished the clothing she wore. The jewelery was another matter altogether.
"I'm not. I forgot I had school today, and set my alarm for a work day." She yawned as Eden raised her eyebrows and shook her head. Sitting down, the girls started talking. People started to trickle in, grade 10's who knew nothing of the school ,experienced grade 11's who walked around, much more comfortable with the place, and the grade 12's, who walked in knowing everyone and everything. Then there were those, who just didnt care what anyone else thought, and just did whatever.
"Hullo... Earth to Eirian!"
"Huh?"
"Whats on your mind? You've been off in your own little world for the last 2 minutes."
"Sorry... I've just been thinking."
"What?"
"Well, its our last year here. What are we going to do after this?" Eden scoffed.
"Get out of here of course. University, College, whatever works." Eirian rolled her eyes as Eden started on her rant about post secondary.
It was nearing 8 when someone walked by the two. It wasn't an irregular thing to have someone walk by the corner where they sat, however, it was who it was that kind of made Eirian stop and stare. Eden gave her a look as Eirian's mouth dropped open.
"Eirian, what is it?" Eden followed Eirian's brown eyes with her own to see a black foot disappear around the corner of the stairs. Whomever it was moved to where you couldn't see them, but Eirian was still staring. "Eirian!"
"Eden... Am I blind... or was that Yugi Moto?"
"What? Are you insane?!" asked Eden. Eirian gave her a look. "Yeah yeah, I know." Their unspoken way of saying "You JUST noticed this?"
"So what, are we just going to sit here and wait for him to walk off? Come on!" Jumping up and running, Eden following, they ran after what they thought was the legendary, yet fictional, King of Games. They scoured the halls. Science hall, English, Music, Drama, Religion. Everywhere, and finally getting back to their corner, Eden was yelling at Eirian.
"Its the first bloody day, you're making me run all over for someone that isn't real, let alone goes to this bloody place." Eirian just grimaced at the wall above her friend's heads.
"What are you guys talking about?" asked Raevyn. Tall, thin, Raevyn had long brown hair, red rimmed glasses, and brown eyes. The black shirt and jeans fit her well, along with her many bracelets. Raising an eyebrow at the two, Shade just stayed silent. Julian, in his black jeans and black t-shirt gave them a puzzled look threw bent glasses, while others who were coming over just gave them varying degrees of confusion in looks.
"You dunce! Quit leering at everyone!"
"No wonder no on wants to go out on a date with you guys, you're both pretty pathetic."
"Aw, lighten up Tea, we're just playing around."
"Well could you quit playing around so we could ask someone where these classes are guys?" A hand tapped Eden on the shoulder. She saw the hair before she saw the person.
"Umm, excuse me, could you tell me where D101 is?" All the mouths dropped open at the sight of two tall teenagers, one with a spike in his brown hair, wearing a black blazer over a white shirt and a pair of black jeans, holding a black book bag, the other with blonde messy hair, a blue backpack over his shoulder, runners, jeans and a white and blue shirt. A girl in capris and a green shirt, and a shorter guy in a black sleeveless, jeans and oddly studded boots, with a schedule in hand who had tapped Eden on the shoulder. His hair was taller than he was, earning him the name 'porcupine head' and other such names.
Eirian smirked victoriously. "You were saying?"
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