Disclaimer: Element-girls (me, Liz) does not own Yugioh or any of those sort of things. She does own Emi, Mir, Gwyn and other such random oc's that pop their heads in this story.
For all those new readers:
Hey! This is the sequel of my story A Red Rose, Which is a Beauty and the Beast based fic. I sugest reading A Red Rose first but if not I'll summaries it.
Sumery for A Red Rose: Emi's father is a merchant who often goes on trips and when he goes he asks his daughters what they would like. Since Emi hates getting stuff she just asked for something with a Red rose on it. To make the long story short her father got Drunk and she ended up having to work for Seto because of a bet. The story is about how Emi and her two sisters go through the next few months and all the things that happen. I really don't want to spoil it so please go read… it's only like 15 chapters.
Anyway to my "A Red Rose" fans: HEY GUY!! Gosh it feels like forever since Rose… but it's really only been a few weeks. Some heads up in this story… the style will probably be pretty much the same but the Layout will be a bit different. Since we only got a little idea about the girls past I felt the need to put more of that in. So each chapter will have a small Flashback and small monolog by Mir. Since this is her story :D there will also be two very Important characters in this story, Tito and Hunter (I'm pretty sure Hunter was in the last chapter if Rose) so keep an eye out for them :D
Gosh what else to say? This isn't my first time doing a sequel but I have to say I'm sooo excited about this one!! I'm also interested to see how I'm going to pull this off (being in collage and all) so wish me luck and pray I keep the updates up regularly
When the time came when the child was born the witch appeared and gave her the name Rapunzel
-Repunzel
-Hospital 16 years ago-
"It's a girl."
The young, pale-blonde-haired woman smiled lovingly as she reached for the newborn daughter that the nurse was holding out for her. Gently, the nurse placed the infant into her mother's waiting arms. The young mother looked down at her daughter a sweet smile playing on her lips.
"I heard, Rakina."
The young woman looked up, smiling wider at her husband. The child in her arms gave a small cry and the mother's purple eyes instantly dropped back down. "Isn't she the most beautiful little thing, Gayle?" she asked, her eyes so filled with motherly love for her newborn. Her husband smiled as he held their two year-old daughter out so that she could see her new sister.
"Look, Emiko, it's your new sister."
With curious, crystal-clear eyes, Emi leaned over, trying to reach out for her sister. Her father was holding her, wisely, out of reach.
"What are we going to call her?" Gayle asked his wife.
"I heard the wonderful news."
Rakina looked up to see her old friend Manon walk in, a bundle of flowers in her hands. After placing the flowers on the table near the mother's hospital bed, Manon leaned over and planted a kiss on her friend's forehead.
"I thought you'd like some flowers; I got a bunch from my last performance. Wish you could have been there, but I think you were a little… tied up." At this, the older woman smiled down at the little baby in her friend's arms.
"Why thank you, Manon, that was very kind of you."
The actress smiled once again. "So, what are you going to call the darling?"
Rakina looked down at her newborn daughter, a motherly glow emanating from her face, "The doctors said she is very small, even for a baby girl; she's like a little leaf. What do you think of Alei Mirati?" She glanced up at her husband, who sat next to her, holding their other daughter.
"Alei means leaf but Mairti...?" Gayle asked.
The young mother looked down at her daughter again. "Mirati means 'mirror,' and she looks so much like you. And I've always loved the name, anyway."
In her father's arms, Emi gave a laugh, clapping her hands in enthusiasm. She didn't know what was going on, but the excitement and the love around her caused the young toddler to laugh with joy. Gayle laughed, too, looking down at his pale-haired child. "Well, Emi seems to like it."
"I think it's a beautiful name," Manon said, not wanting to be forgotten. Rakina laughed lightly and little Alei yawned.
"Alei Mirati it is, then."
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My mom was the light in our lives. She was always joking with us, making us laugh and keeping us happy. Her light was so bright and burning, so filled with love. She held our family together with just the warmth of her smile.
When she died, we lost that light. A light we will never get back no matter how many candles we set aflame.
But we never fell into despair; we remember her and try our best to keep the memory of her warmth burning within us. So, in a way, even if she's no longer with us, the lessons we learned from her still are.
So here I sit, alone in my room… again. It's times like these that I wish I had a cool friend to call or maybe send letters to through my window. Of course, that would be odd, little paper airplanes flying out of the window of our huge, creepy-looking house.
I am so bored.
I guess this is my fault; I did say some pretty mean things to my stepsister. But then she should be used to my… style of talking by now. I mean, I've been her sister for, what? Four years? It's not MY fault I can't keep my mouth shut. It's really more like this other person inside me just talks even if I tell it not to.
I hate this other person.
Of course, she HAS to get mad at me today. Any other day, I'd be fine with just sitting up here reading a book or playing around with my Duel Monster cards. I'm a pretty much a stay at home girl, content with just sitting in my room alone. But it's such a beautiful day out. I would LOVE to go take Gwyn out to the park, or just be outside looking at everything. I guess it's just not my lucky day.
Lately, it never seems to be.
Ever since my older sister Emi blackma—errr, struck a deal with my stepmom, she's been bearing down harder on my younger sister Gwyn and I. I don't really understand why. I mean, we haven't changed; Emi isn't making my mom DO anything special. I guess that money-aholic is just worried Emi will take away all of dad's money, so she has to remind my older sister that she still owns me and Gwyn.
She's a horrid witch, I tell you.
I mean, she's been locking me up since the day she married my father. I was twelve then, Emi fourteen, and Gwyn was only nine. But now she seems to do it a lot more. As if everything I do makes her madder than ever.
She's also been making me stay up here. Where's here? It's this really small attic-looking room in the top of our tower. Yeah, we have a tower in this house—if you'd call it a house. It's more like a mini-castle that Manon's first husband made for her. Manon insisted that we all live here, so my father bought it. You see, Manon had gone bankrupt a year before she started dating my dad. That was when she started hanging out with my dad more. And the rest is history.
Wow, I really must be bored if all I can think about is how my dad and stepmom started dating.
Gaaa, when is Emi coming home?
Emi has been working for the richest man (or boy, considering how old he is) in Domino—and probably one of the richest in the world—Seto Kaiba. She had started working for him when my dad lost her in a bet trying to win her a gift. Talk about stupid; but then, my dad doesn't think all that much. Plus, he was drunk, so that probably made his thinking skills worse. Anyway, we all got kind of close to Seto and his brother—more his brother than him—so now my sister works for him of her own free will and not because of some stupid bet. Gwyn is over there right now with Mokuba—Seto's younger brother. She told me he's teaching her Duel Monsters, but they will probably end up going to KaibaCorp and begging Emi to take them out for ice cream or something.
I want ice cream.
"Miss Carashi, send Emiko in here? I need her to run these off to the animations room."
"Uh, I'm sorry, Mr. Kaiba, but Miss. Hidenka just left with your brother and her sister; something about ice cream, I think. Should I try to call her back?"
Seto rolled his eyes. Carashi was only here until Mrs. Chol came back. The new mother hadn't really planned on returning, but Emi had offered to help with the baby after asking Seto if it was ok to have the infant at work. He had agreed to the arrangement, at least until it started to get too big. Mrs. Chol was too good a worker to let go just yet.
"No, it's fine. You just take these papers down there and tell them if they have any more problems, just work it out with Emiko themselves. Or they can quit for all I care."
"Y… Yes, Mr. Kaiba."
Rubbing his eyes, Seto went back to work; it had been a long day and it was only noon. But he had promised he'd take Mokuba out paintballing the next day, so he was going to have to get all this work done today.
Saturdays were a pain.
Mir was picking acorns from the tree branch that was near her window and chucking them at things. Her aim wasn't that good, but it was something to pass the time. Soon, she stopped choosing targets and just ended up randomly throwing them. That was when she hit her stepsister.
"OWWWW!! Idiot, what the heck are you doing up there?"
"Hey, Fedha! You should know, since I'm up here because of you."
"Gosh, why are you so stupid?"
"I think I was dropped on my head when I was a baby."
Her stepsister just snorted and went back to whatever it was she was doing down there. Sighing, Mir waited until her sister was gone to start tossing more acorns. This time, she said "bored" with every toss.
"Ouch."
This time the voice wasn't her stepsister's. "Ryou?! What are you doing down there?"
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Ryou was just taking a walk on such a glorious day, happy to be outside. Everyone seemed so happy and alive; it made him feel the same way. He wasn't sure where he was going until he recognized Mirati's street. Since he was already there, he decided to go see if his friend was around. He was still reveling in the wonderful day when some flying projectile hit him on the head. Surprised, he looked around, stopping when he heard the voice of his classmate's stepsister.
"OWWWW!! Idiot, what the heck are you doing up there?"
"Hey, Fedha! You should know, since I'm up here because of you."
"Gosh, why are you so stupid?"
"I think I was dropped on my head when I was a baby."
The older girl snorted in disgust, then stormed off angrily. Curious, Bakura wandered closer to the large house. That was when another acorn, as Bakura had identified them, hit him.
"Ouch."
"Ryou?! What are you doing down there?"
The white-haired boy looked up, rubbing the now-growing welt on his head. Mirati's face looked down at him from a window up on top of a huge turret.
"Mirati?"
"What are you doing down there?"
"Well, what are you doing up there?"
"Throwing things."
Bakura laughed at that. "I can tell; you hit me."
"Oh, sorry!" The white-haired boy just chuckled, shaking his head. Mirati was such a funny girl. He loved being around her; she was always doing something new that just intrigued him. "Hey, Ryou, want to come up here?"
"Excuse me?"
"Are you good at climbing? I bet if you climb up that tree…. Oh, wait, I think I saw some rope in the closet."
Mitrati disappeared for a moment, and then she was back. Laughing slightly, she threw down the end of the rope. "The rest of my family left, so I'm alone, want to play a game or something? I'm really bored."
"Sounds like fun."
"Hello?"
Emi glanced up from her paperwork to find a cheerful-looking man standing in her doorway. He was holding a small bouquet of flowers in one hand, a half-shy smile on his handsome face. Emi laughed, brushing away some stray locks of hair from her face. There was something calming about this man who stood before her.
"What can I do for you?"
The young man's smile grew more confident at the sound of her voice. Walking up to Emi's desk, he handed her the flowers. "Sorry, I have never done this before, so I'm kind of nervous. I thought flowers would help sweeten things up, but I have a feeling you're pretty easy to work with." Emi's crystal blue eyes scanned the arrangement before looking back at the young man.
"They are very nice, but you do know that some people don't accept bribes," she joked, a small smile playing on her lips. Ever since Seto had hired her again, she had become the legacy of the building. Lots of people suddenly needed something or were just wondering if they could have something. Mrs. Chol had teased once that they all thought the only person ever to be re-hired in the history of Seto Kaiba's reign could get them anything they wanted. However, it had slowed when they found out that Emi didn't really have much power at all.
After arranging the flowers, on her desk the young man sat down in the chair that sat opposite from Emi.
"I guess an introduction would be nice. Hi, I'm Tito Hada—but you can call me Tito—and I'm a temp for the engineering in Sector Seven, so of course they send me, because I'm disposable."
Emi chuckled lightly at his manner. "And I'm Emiko Hidenka."
"Ah, beauty, that is very appropriate."
Emi snorted. "Hardly. Now, what I can help you with, Tito?"
"Well…" the black-haired man started, running his fingers through his thick hair.
"Hey, Mir."
"Oh… Hey, Hunter, funny seeing you here." Mir could have sworn she had just seen the American transfer student talking to some people back in history class. How could he have gotten to the library so fast? What is he? Superman?
"So, what have you been up to?" Hunter asked as he took a step closer to Mir, breaking her from her musings as he got a little too close to her personal bubble.
"Well, since the last time you asked me, not very much." Frowning slightly, the brunette took a step back, trying to widen the very small distance between them. Were all Americans always so… close? Hunter took another step, making the space smaller than before.
"That's cool, I..." This is when he wnet off onto some long, trivial—Ryou word—story about what he had done in the past ten minutes since the last time they had talked. Mir spent most of this story trying to give herself some breathing room. It was hard enough to look at him since he was so tall, but then the fact that he was about two inches away from her made her neck hurt to have to look up at him. Of course, every time she'd move, he'd move even closer!
"I just think it's so funny when he does that. In fact, my brother did that to me once and…"
"Mirati?"
Mir turned to see an angel—or, as most would call him, Ryou Bakura. At the moment, he was pretty much both. Smiling happily, she quickly pushed herself past Hunter and ran over to the white-haired boy.
"Hey, Ryou, you came to help me pick up Gwyn?"
"Er, well, I…"
"Great, bye, Hunter, nice talking to you!"
"Oh, well, maybe I could…" Hunter started, but Mir had already dragged a very confused Ryou out of the school, and if she could hear the American, she didn't show any sign of it.
Once they were out of earshot, Mir stopped, turning to Ryou. "Sorry about that… He just doesn't know when to stop talking."
Ryou laughed, rubbing the back of his head. "Yes, I noticed that when he speaks to you."
"Me?"
The young man nodded, which just confused Mir more. Then, shrugging, Mir kept talking. "Anyway, what did you want?"
"I was just wondering when Gwyneira's auditions were; I wanted to come and cheer her on."
"Her wh… OH NO! I'm late! AHHHHH!" With that, Mir burst into a run Ryou, following close behind.
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"Sissy, I'm really nervous'" Gwyn said, her purple eyes on the door to the stage. Both Emi and Mokuba had come with the young blonde to cheer her on. Smiling and giving her younger sister's hand a loving squeeze, Emi smiled.
"Don't worry, Gwyn, you'll do AMAZING! Remember when you were at the amusement park? You told me you had so much fun."
"Yeah, and you sang amazingly."
Gwyn smiled at her sister and best friend, blushing slightly at the compliment. "Thanks… I just get scared doing this in front of people."
Emi laughed lightly as she brushed away a few stray strands of hair that had fallen into the younger girl's face. "Just pretend you're singing with me and Mir when we clean and stuff."
Gwyn nodded, her eyes wandering to the entrance door. "I wonder where Mir is." Emi rolled her eyes.
"She probably forgot, but I'm sure Ryou will remind her."
Mokuba laughed slightly, his hands in his jacket pocket. "Oh, hey, I almost forgot," he said suddenly, pulling out a small box. "I got this for you, Gwyn, for luck."
Gwyn blinked, staring at the box. No one besides her family had ever gotten her anything before. Slowly, she opened the small box to find a petite gold ring looking back at her. It was just a small band with a little music note engraved in it. Giving a small gasp, Gwyn picked it up and slipped it on her right ring finger. "It's so pretty!!" she said, admiring how it glittered on her finger.
"I'm here!"
Emi chuckled at the rather red-faced Mir burst into the waiting room, followed by a much less tired-looking Ryou. "Wow, Mokuba, the ring really works. What happened, Mir? You forget?"
The brunette rolled her eyes as she plopped herself down in a chair. "Haha, funny. I was… distracted. Luckily, Ryou reminded me."
Emi smiled at the white-haired boy. "Our little angel." The younger boy laughed sheepishly, slightly embarrassed by the nickname Emi had given him.
"I had just asked when Gwyneira was singing."
"Gwyneira Hidenka."
The blonde turned at the sound of her name, her purple eyes filling with panic. Gently, Emi squeezed her shoulder. "You're going to blow them all away, Gwyn. Besides, with Mokuba's ring, nothing can go wrong."
Mir looked up, confused. "Mokuba's ring?" Emi shook her head before Mir could add anymore to the question.
Gwyn was quickly ushered onto the stage while her little fan club filed out seats that the theater offered. Emi couldn't help but notice how small her younger sister looked standing on the large stage. Slowly, the music started to play, and after a moment, her small, hunched form seemed to transform into a beautiful, confident young girl. A small smile played on her lips as she sang out the words, growing more and more assured with every note.
Mir sighed. It was times like these that made her forget about all her problems. Why can't we just stay like this forever?
I can't get the image of baby Mir out of my head 3 sooo cute!! Or -for that matter- little Emi XD I'll have to draw them all as little babies!! SQUEENESSS!!
So? I really need feed back to grow better and to know what's good and what needs to be thrown out. (Sorry Kit Tito has to stay for a few more chapters)
Like I said feedback makes me grow so send it in all ways shapes and forms!! (flames are not appreciated, please give reasons why it's crap –heck I know it's bad that's why I'm writing for free-)
-Liz (Element-girls)