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Title: -Insert Title Here- (yes, that is the title)
Author: Gothic Ryou
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Téa bashing, some shounen-ai
Pairings: Keaira/Joey, Malik/Caden, Ryou/Bakura
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Gi Oh, its plot, setting, characters, etc.
Claimer: Hah! CADEN AND KEAIRA ARE MINE, THEIVES! GET YOUR OWN CHARACTERS!
A/N: For the purpose of making the story easier to understand for those who don't watch the Japanese version, I will be using the character's English names.
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Caden stared intently at the seat in front of her while the plane landed. Her back stiffened. She really didn't want to go to Japan, but... Exchange programs gave you six extra credits, and she needed them badly, considering her best grade in her life was a C+. Her identical twin, Keaira, prodded her in the ribs.
"What are you so nervous about?" Keaira asked.
"Nothing." Caden's focus didn't shift from the seat.
"You're a terrible liar."
Caden didn't say anything to this. In fact, she didn't have anything to say to it. She was nervous, terribly nervous, and she didn't have the slightest clue as to why. She spoke Japanese fluently, as well did her sister; and she was tall, strong, and looked intimidating.
She stood at 5'11', had black hair with two shoulder-length thick chunks of hair as bangs and was short and choppy everywhere else, deep green eyes, an athletic figure - and not to mention that she dressed in an odd manor. Her clothes that she had either painted designs on, attached pins, safety pins, or paper clips to; her signature black boots came up to her knees, and had buckles all up the sides. Caden also took pride in wearing studded bracelets, lip rings, henna tattoos, and chains. By just looks alone, Caden appeared rather intimidating.
Her twin was the exact opposite from Caden. She had long, bleach- blonde hair that had an inch and a half of black roots showing. Her eyes were pale blue. She wore schoolgirl uniforms, red plaid skirts, lots of make up, and big silver hoop earrings. Keaira was tall, but not as tall as Caden. She was only 5'9", and rather lanky. She was also a B+ student, hated sports, and was very social. Keaira had somewhat of an innocent factor to her.
The twins had one thing in common: They appeared to be 20 although they were only 16. Well, three things, if you included their taste in music and singing talent.
Caden and Keaira exited a plane, and went through customs. They showed their passports and birth certificates, then continued on to baggage claim. Unfortunately, their bags were the last unloaded. Keaira wouldn't stop complaining because her bag was heavy, so Caden carried both of their suitcases to the front gate.
Two guys with multicolored spiked hair - black, blonde, and red - holding a piece of cardboard with 'Hawkrider' scribbled on it ran up to the twins. The shorter of the two hid behind the taller one, and it was painfully obvious that he was shy. The taller of the two wore a black shirt with three buckles across the chest and one across the neck, a silver chain around his neck, baggy sagging blue jeans, and studded bracelets. The shorter wore an unbuttoned blue jacket with a white button-down shirt under it, a long gold chain with an upside -down pyramid with the eye of ra hanging from it, a black fingerless glove on his right hand, and blue jeans.
"They dress funny," Keaira whispered to Caden in English.
"I'm sure they think you dress funny."
"Well, you'll fit right in, won't you? You dress funny, too."
Caden looked down at clothing. She wore her signature boots, red plaid skirt - she borrowed it from Keaira - with two huge gold safety pins in the shape of an X at the front each hip, and black skin-tight three- quarter sleeved shirt that came four inches above her belly button. Over top of the black shirt, she wore an unbuttoned pink sleeveless denim jacket with silver safety pins attached all over it.
"Are you Caden and Keaira Hawkrider?" asked the taller one.
"Yeah, who are you?" Caden asked.
"I'm Yami Moto. This is my...er, brother? His name's Yugi," said the taller one, "We'll be housing you two during your stay."
Keaira nodded, and jumped right in front of Yami, rather starry eyed, extending her arm for a handshake. "I'm Keaira! You can call me Ai." Yami stared at her hand for a second, but didn't do anything. Caden rolled her eyes, and pushed Keaira out of the way.
"My name is Caden. Doozo yeroshiku onigaishimasu," she said, bowing. Yami bowed in return.
"Hai, doozo yeroshiku." He elbowed Yugi, and he walked out from behind Yami. Yugi bowed, also, repeating what Yami had said.
"Hey! I'm the smarter one! How come you knew that and I didn't?" Keaira complained.
"You're not smarter, I just don't care about grades, baka."
Keaira folded her arms across her chest and mumbled something incoherent. "Can we just go now? I'm sick of waiting."
Caden snorted. "Typical Keaira comment."
Yugi whispered to Yami. "American sure have strange customs, ne? That Keaira girl scares me."
Yami laughed, and nodded. "She does seem a bit... odd."
Keaira grew impatient. "WELL? CAN WE GO YET OR ARE WE GONNA SIT AT THE AIRPORT ALL DAY?"
Caden whipped out a large mallet (A/N: Where she got it, no one knows) and whacked Keaira on the head with it. "Kuso baka," Caden muttered. Yugi and Yami exchanged worried glances.
Finally, the four piled into a black Honda Civic that was waiting for them. By the looks of it, it was made it '94 or '95. Yami was behind the wheel, and Caden climbed in shotgun, leaving Keaira and a very nervous Ryou in the back seat.
"Wow, your car is pretty!" Keaira exclaimed.
"Two door, black paint job, chrome rims, charcoal gray leather interior, heavily tinted windows, and manual. Over all, it's not half bad. Let's just see how it runs - and how good of a driver you are," Caden complimented.
"Er... Thanks?" Yami said, pushing in the clutch and starting the car. He shifted into first and drove the car away from the airport.
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Well, what do you think? GIMME REVEIWS, PEOPLE! Even flames are welcome. The next chapter should be up shortly - hopefully.
Title: -Insert Title Here- (yes, that is the title)
Author: Gothic Ryou
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Téa bashing, some shounen-ai
Pairings: Keaira/Joey, Malik/Caden, Ryou/Bakura
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Gi Oh, its plot, setting, characters, etc.
Claimer: Hah! CADEN AND KEAIRA ARE MINE, THEIVES! GET YOUR OWN CHARACTERS!
A/N: For the purpose of making the story easier to understand for those who don't watch the Japanese version, I will be using the character's English names.
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Caden stared intently at the seat in front of her while the plane landed. Her back stiffened. She really didn't want to go to Japan, but... Exchange programs gave you six extra credits, and she needed them badly, considering her best grade in her life was a C+. Her identical twin, Keaira, prodded her in the ribs.
"What are you so nervous about?" Keaira asked.
"Nothing." Caden's focus didn't shift from the seat.
"You're a terrible liar."
Caden didn't say anything to this. In fact, she didn't have anything to say to it. She was nervous, terribly nervous, and she didn't have the slightest clue as to why. She spoke Japanese fluently, as well did her sister; and she was tall, strong, and looked intimidating.
She stood at 5'11', had black hair with two shoulder-length thick chunks of hair as bangs and was short and choppy everywhere else, deep green eyes, an athletic figure - and not to mention that she dressed in an odd manor. Her clothes that she had either painted designs on, attached pins, safety pins, or paper clips to; her signature black boots came up to her knees, and had buckles all up the sides. Caden also took pride in wearing studded bracelets, lip rings, henna tattoos, and chains. By just looks alone, Caden appeared rather intimidating.
Her twin was the exact opposite from Caden. She had long, bleach- blonde hair that had an inch and a half of black roots showing. Her eyes were pale blue. She wore schoolgirl uniforms, red plaid skirts, lots of make up, and big silver hoop earrings. Keaira was tall, but not as tall as Caden. She was only 5'9", and rather lanky. She was also a B+ student, hated sports, and was very social. Keaira had somewhat of an innocent factor to her.
The twins had one thing in common: They appeared to be 20 although they were only 16. Well, three things, if you included their taste in music and singing talent.
Caden and Keaira exited a plane, and went through customs. They showed their passports and birth certificates, then continued on to baggage claim. Unfortunately, their bags were the last unloaded. Keaira wouldn't stop complaining because her bag was heavy, so Caden carried both of their suitcases to the front gate.
Two guys with multicolored spiked hair - black, blonde, and red - holding a piece of cardboard with 'Hawkrider' scribbled on it ran up to the twins. The shorter of the two hid behind the taller one, and it was painfully obvious that he was shy. The taller of the two wore a black shirt with three buckles across the chest and one across the neck, a silver chain around his neck, baggy sagging blue jeans, and studded bracelets. The shorter wore an unbuttoned blue jacket with a white button-down shirt under it, a long gold chain with an upside -down pyramid with the eye of ra hanging from it, a black fingerless glove on his right hand, and blue jeans.
"They dress funny," Keaira whispered to Caden in English.
"I'm sure they think you dress funny."
"Well, you'll fit right in, won't you? You dress funny, too."
Caden looked down at clothing. She wore her signature boots, red plaid skirt - she borrowed it from Keaira - with two huge gold safety pins in the shape of an X at the front each hip, and black skin-tight three- quarter sleeved shirt that came four inches above her belly button. Over top of the black shirt, she wore an unbuttoned pink sleeveless denim jacket with silver safety pins attached all over it.
"Are you Caden and Keaira Hawkrider?" asked the taller one.
"Yeah, who are you?" Caden asked.
"I'm Yami Moto. This is my...er, brother? His name's Yugi," said the taller one, "We'll be housing you two during your stay."
Keaira nodded, and jumped right in front of Yami, rather starry eyed, extending her arm for a handshake. "I'm Keaira! You can call me Ai." Yami stared at her hand for a second, but didn't do anything. Caden rolled her eyes, and pushed Keaira out of the way.
"My name is Caden. Doozo yeroshiku onigaishimasu," she said, bowing. Yami bowed in return.
"Hai, doozo yeroshiku." He elbowed Yugi, and he walked out from behind Yami. Yugi bowed, also, repeating what Yami had said.
"Hey! I'm the smarter one! How come you knew that and I didn't?" Keaira complained.
"You're not smarter, I just don't care about grades, baka."
Keaira folded her arms across her chest and mumbled something incoherent. "Can we just go now? I'm sick of waiting."
Caden snorted. "Typical Keaira comment."
Yugi whispered to Yami. "American sure have strange customs, ne? That Keaira girl scares me."
Yami laughed, and nodded. "She does seem a bit... odd."
Keaira grew impatient. "WELL? CAN WE GO YET OR ARE WE GONNA SIT AT THE AIRPORT ALL DAY?"
Caden whipped out a large mallet (A/N: Where she got it, no one knows) and whacked Keaira on the head with it. "Kuso baka," Caden muttered. Yugi and Yami exchanged worried glances.
Finally, the four piled into a black Honda Civic that was waiting for them. By the looks of it, it was made it '94 or '95. Yami was behind the wheel, and Caden climbed in shotgun, leaving Keaira and a very nervous Ryou in the back seat.
"Wow, your car is pretty!" Keaira exclaimed.
"Two door, black paint job, chrome rims, charcoal gray leather interior, heavily tinted windows, and manual. Over all, it's not half bad. Let's just see how it runs - and how good of a driver you are," Caden complimented.
"Er... Thanks?" Yami said, pushing in the clutch and starting the car. He shifted into first and drove the car away from the airport.
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Well, what do you think? GIMME REVEIWS, PEOPLE! Even flames are welcome. The next chapter should be up shortly - hopefully.