Summery: Ever wondered what happened between the time the Sennen Ring got
thrown into the forest and when it suddenly appeared back onto Ryou's neck?
[Kinda of a Christmas fic]
[Rating may go up later, and may turn into a Comedy/Romance story if people
ask for it.]
Hi there! It's my first non-script, well-spelt story! ^^
Anyway, we begin the story at the time before the Sennen Ring got thrown into the forest...place...O.O But we don't start in the Yu-Gi-Oh world. We start the story in our own world...
'Thoughts' "Speech"
You know. the normal stuff.
Disclaimer: KK doesn't own nothin!
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"I hate you!"
The sound of hatred filled 15 year old Amara's house. The cupboards rattled with slamming of doors. A women's voice returned the yell.
"I hate you to, you basterd!"
Amara just sat there in the living room, unsure what to do. She buried her head in her arms. This had happened so many times...
Her mother ran into the living room with a suitcase and a hurrying attitude. Amara raised her head. She looked at Amara with tired, sore eyes. "I'm sorry Amara, but I'm leaving." She gave her a kiss on the head and packed up some pictures from the living room. "I'll be at Mira's house. You know my number." With that, Amara's mother left the house.
"She's gone." Amara said to herself. "She's gone, but she'll come back. I know she will." "Ah, but what if she doesn't come back?" A little voice in her head argued.
"She always does. She always comes back..." Amara argued back weakly. "But what if?" The voice began, "What if she has had enough with coming back? What if she has had enough of your father? Had enough of this life? Had enough of you?"
"Shut up!" Amara commanded the voice. The voice was silent.
Now it was her dad's turn to enter the living room with a suitcase. "Tell your mother I'm leaving," he said to Amara. "Call me if you need me." Before she could tell him her mother had already left Amara's dad left, not bothering to kiss her on the head, mumbling something like, "Good riddance".
Now the house was silent, except for Amara's quiet crying. "Don't leave," she sobbed. "Not now. Not when it's close to Christmas. I don't want to spend another year alone."
Every year since she can remember this has happened, every year Amara's parents have left her for Christmas. Every year she has had to spend it alone.
This year would be no different.
`~`~`~`**** Flash Back, last Christmas. ****`~`~`~`
"But you can't leave to!" cried Amara, watching her mother pack. She looked at Amara. "I'm sorry honey, but I have to. I have to go talk with Mira. She always settles things between me and your father."
Mira had always settled things between her parents. Every time her parents would fight and her mother would run off to Mira's house and her dad would run off to some friend's house, then a month later they'd usually get back together.
"But I don't want to be alone on Christmas again!" Amara said. Her mother glanced at her, "Well, you can always invite someone over. You have friends, right?"
`~`~`~`**** End of Flash Back ****`~`~`~`
"You have friends, right?"
What Amara's mother had said to her that night kept echoing in her head. No, she didn't have any friends. 'Nor would I want any,' she thought. ' No one accepts me the way I am. No one ever does.' Amara sighed weakly, hating herself for daring to hope that this Christmas would be different. She stumbled to her room and cried herself to sleep.
`~`~`~``~`~`~` Now, to Yu-Gi-Oh world!`~`~`~``~`~`~`
Honda looked at the Sennen Ring in his hands. He threw it into the wooded area below the castle. "And _stay_ away!" He yelled after it.
Now, the spirit of the Sennen Ring was in a bit of a predicament, how the *hell* was it supposed to get back to it's previous state? The ring wasn't really able to "fly" back to the castle... (AN: Can it? O_O I really don't know...) But as the ring was falling, the spirit had an idea. The spirit knew how he would get back.
`~`~`~``~`~`~` Now back to Amara! `~`~`~``~`~`~`
Amara went down the steep, handmade stairs to the freezer for some really cold soda. Think of it as a comfort...drink. Not bothering to turn on the light, she made her was to the freezer. Amara suddenly heard something behind her and turned around quickly only to see-
Nothing. (AN: ^__^;;;)
She shrugged and went back to trying to find a drink. Finally finding one, she closed the freezer victoriously and walked towards the stairs. Something on the floor caught her eye.
It was ring shaped and glittered in the non-existing light. Amara picked it up. It seemed to be a necklace. She decided to put it around her neck until she got upstairs. At that moment Amara heard a noise from the corner of the room. She walked slowly towards it. Could it be thief? She told herself to remain calm. 'Come on. You know karate, it'll be fine.'
She turned the corner to see, again, nothing.
"What the hell is going on?" She asked herself aloud, turning around.
By turning around, she forced herself stare upon the two coldest, darkest eyes, she had ever seen. The cold-eyed stranger pressed Amara up against the wall by the troat before she had time to react. 'Maybe karate won't help this time,' The voice inside Amara's head said.
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There, a BAD cliff hanger...I'm trying to make them...but they come out bad...;_;
Reader: Um, where exactly is the *humor* in this? O_o
T__T it's coming..
See the *ever* so pretty button below? Click on it! = ) Suggestions welcome! ^__^ But flames...frowned upon, and used for my marshmallows!
Hi there! It's my first non-script, well-spelt story! ^^
Anyway, we begin the story at the time before the Sennen Ring got thrown into the forest...place...O.O But we don't start in the Yu-Gi-Oh world. We start the story in our own world...
'Thoughts' "Speech"
You know. the normal stuff.
Disclaimer: KK doesn't own nothin!
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
"I hate you!"
The sound of hatred filled 15 year old Amara's house. The cupboards rattled with slamming of doors. A women's voice returned the yell.
"I hate you to, you basterd!"
Amara just sat there in the living room, unsure what to do. She buried her head in her arms. This had happened so many times...
Her mother ran into the living room with a suitcase and a hurrying attitude. Amara raised her head. She looked at Amara with tired, sore eyes. "I'm sorry Amara, but I'm leaving." She gave her a kiss on the head and packed up some pictures from the living room. "I'll be at Mira's house. You know my number." With that, Amara's mother left the house.
"She's gone." Amara said to herself. "She's gone, but she'll come back. I know she will." "Ah, but what if she doesn't come back?" A little voice in her head argued.
"She always does. She always comes back..." Amara argued back weakly. "But what if?" The voice began, "What if she has had enough with coming back? What if she has had enough of your father? Had enough of this life? Had enough of you?"
"Shut up!" Amara commanded the voice. The voice was silent.
Now it was her dad's turn to enter the living room with a suitcase. "Tell your mother I'm leaving," he said to Amara. "Call me if you need me." Before she could tell him her mother had already left Amara's dad left, not bothering to kiss her on the head, mumbling something like, "Good riddance".
Now the house was silent, except for Amara's quiet crying. "Don't leave," she sobbed. "Not now. Not when it's close to Christmas. I don't want to spend another year alone."
Every year since she can remember this has happened, every year Amara's parents have left her for Christmas. Every year she has had to spend it alone.
This year would be no different.
`~`~`~`**** Flash Back, last Christmas. ****`~`~`~`
"But you can't leave to!" cried Amara, watching her mother pack. She looked at Amara. "I'm sorry honey, but I have to. I have to go talk with Mira. She always settles things between me and your father."
Mira had always settled things between her parents. Every time her parents would fight and her mother would run off to Mira's house and her dad would run off to some friend's house, then a month later they'd usually get back together.
"But I don't want to be alone on Christmas again!" Amara said. Her mother glanced at her, "Well, you can always invite someone over. You have friends, right?"
`~`~`~`**** End of Flash Back ****`~`~`~`
"You have friends, right?"
What Amara's mother had said to her that night kept echoing in her head. No, she didn't have any friends. 'Nor would I want any,' she thought. ' No one accepts me the way I am. No one ever does.' Amara sighed weakly, hating herself for daring to hope that this Christmas would be different. She stumbled to her room and cried herself to sleep.
`~`~`~``~`~`~` Now, to Yu-Gi-Oh world!`~`~`~``~`~`~`
Honda looked at the Sennen Ring in his hands. He threw it into the wooded area below the castle. "And _stay_ away!" He yelled after it.
Now, the spirit of the Sennen Ring was in a bit of a predicament, how the *hell* was it supposed to get back to it's previous state? The ring wasn't really able to "fly" back to the castle... (AN: Can it? O_O I really don't know...) But as the ring was falling, the spirit had an idea. The spirit knew how he would get back.
`~`~`~``~`~`~` Now back to Amara! `~`~`~``~`~`~`
Amara went down the steep, handmade stairs to the freezer for some really cold soda. Think of it as a comfort...drink. Not bothering to turn on the light, she made her was to the freezer. Amara suddenly heard something behind her and turned around quickly only to see-
Nothing. (AN: ^__^;;;)
She shrugged and went back to trying to find a drink. Finally finding one, she closed the freezer victoriously and walked towards the stairs. Something on the floor caught her eye.
It was ring shaped and glittered in the non-existing light. Amara picked it up. It seemed to be a necklace. She decided to put it around her neck until she got upstairs. At that moment Amara heard a noise from the corner of the room. She walked slowly towards it. Could it be thief? She told herself to remain calm. 'Come on. You know karate, it'll be fine.'
She turned the corner to see, again, nothing.
"What the hell is going on?" She asked herself aloud, turning around.
By turning around, she forced herself stare upon the two coldest, darkest eyes, she had ever seen. The cold-eyed stranger pressed Amara up against the wall by the troat before she had time to react. 'Maybe karate won't help this time,' The voice inside Amara's head said.
`~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~``~`~`~ ``~`~`~``~`~`~`
There, a BAD cliff hanger...I'm trying to make them...but they come out bad...;_;
Reader: Um, where exactly is the *humor* in this? O_o
T__T it's coming..
See the *ever* so pretty button below? Click on it! = ) Suggestions welcome! ^__^ But flames...frowned upon, and used for my marshmallows!