Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters. The story
itself, however, is mine.
"Awww man, my dad's gonna kill me." Jou thought bitterly as he trudged home in the rain. " I can't believe Mr. Friedman gave me detention. I mean how was I supposed to know that you could break a window playing basketball with a math book."
The wind and rain was really starting to pick up and Jou, still fuming from the incident at school, was now soaked from head to toe.
"Man oh man," Jou mumbled throwing his backpack over his head in a vain effort to keep the pouring rain off his head, "I can't walk home in this! I'll have to duck into as store or something."
Jou looked around frantically for a place to take refuge from the storm, but saw nothing but road. Well, almost nothing. there to Jou's far left, atop a cliff overlooking the wrathful sea below stood a dreary sort of mansion. Jou would have normally never even regarded going up to the front steps of the house, much less inside the manor itself. Then again he really didn't have much of a choice, the storm was now so strong that the wind and rain was knocking the boy over when he tried to walk. Realizing this Jou rushed over to the house and burst in the door. Luckily for him no one seemed to be present in the house so naturally no one cared that he'd just burst in because there was no one there to care. Jou stood in the entrance hall of the house panting and shaking, rain dripping from his crumpled denim jacket and messy blonde hair.
"Brrr.Why is it so cold in here?" He said to himself. He looked around the room trying to find the source of the sudden "coldness" when he looked back and realized.
"Oh I'm supposed to shut the door," He mumbled feeling just a little, well stupid.
He went over, shut the door and then walked around to get a good look at the place. The mansion was absolutely huge, and very old. Jou couldn't understand why no one would move in, it'd been for sale for quiet sometime, apart from the fact that there was an inch of dust covering almost everything the place wasn't that bad. Jou soon got bored of wondering why no one wanted the house and decided to pass the time by exploring the rest of the mansion. He walked into the next room, which seemed to be a cross of a lounge and a study. It had the basic furniture you'd find in a lounge, a sofa and a few armchairs, all of which were a deep red in color, and then in the far left corner of the room a desk surrounded by shelves of books built into the two colliding walls. Jou ventured into the room treading cautiously on the hardwood floor, for all he knew it could cave in and collapse on him. Joey started over to the bookshelves, he wanted to improve his jump shot, when he heard something. He didn't think much of it at first, but then as the sound drew closer it became more legible. He tried to convince himself that it was his imagination that there was no way he was actually hearing what he thought he was hearing. The sound moved closer and closer and as it did Jou realized he hadn't been hearing things, the sound that seemed to be almost right outside the door was the sound he was desperately hoping he wouldn't hear in this house, he heard.
"Footsteps!" Jou thought in panic, "How can there be footsteps there's no one else here! Is there? Oh man, I'd better get out of here."
Jou looked around frantically for another exit; he was smart enough to know that the most dangerous route out would be the main entrance. Much to his relief there was another door in the far right corner of the room that Jou hadn't even noticed the first time he'd come in.
"Please don't be locked. Please, Please don't be locked," Jou, pleaded silently as he swiftly crept toward the door and tried the knob.
"Awww man, my dad's gonna kill me." Jou thought bitterly as he trudged home in the rain. " I can't believe Mr. Friedman gave me detention. I mean how was I supposed to know that you could break a window playing basketball with a math book."
The wind and rain was really starting to pick up and Jou, still fuming from the incident at school, was now soaked from head to toe.
"Man oh man," Jou mumbled throwing his backpack over his head in a vain effort to keep the pouring rain off his head, "I can't walk home in this! I'll have to duck into as store or something."
Jou looked around frantically for a place to take refuge from the storm, but saw nothing but road. Well, almost nothing. there to Jou's far left, atop a cliff overlooking the wrathful sea below stood a dreary sort of mansion. Jou would have normally never even regarded going up to the front steps of the house, much less inside the manor itself. Then again he really didn't have much of a choice, the storm was now so strong that the wind and rain was knocking the boy over when he tried to walk. Realizing this Jou rushed over to the house and burst in the door. Luckily for him no one seemed to be present in the house so naturally no one cared that he'd just burst in because there was no one there to care. Jou stood in the entrance hall of the house panting and shaking, rain dripping from his crumpled denim jacket and messy blonde hair.
"Brrr.Why is it so cold in here?" He said to himself. He looked around the room trying to find the source of the sudden "coldness" when he looked back and realized.
"Oh I'm supposed to shut the door," He mumbled feeling just a little, well stupid.
He went over, shut the door and then walked around to get a good look at the place. The mansion was absolutely huge, and very old. Jou couldn't understand why no one would move in, it'd been for sale for quiet sometime, apart from the fact that there was an inch of dust covering almost everything the place wasn't that bad. Jou soon got bored of wondering why no one wanted the house and decided to pass the time by exploring the rest of the mansion. He walked into the next room, which seemed to be a cross of a lounge and a study. It had the basic furniture you'd find in a lounge, a sofa and a few armchairs, all of which were a deep red in color, and then in the far left corner of the room a desk surrounded by shelves of books built into the two colliding walls. Jou ventured into the room treading cautiously on the hardwood floor, for all he knew it could cave in and collapse on him. Joey started over to the bookshelves, he wanted to improve his jump shot, when he heard something. He didn't think much of it at first, but then as the sound drew closer it became more legible. He tried to convince himself that it was his imagination that there was no way he was actually hearing what he thought he was hearing. The sound moved closer and closer and as it did Jou realized he hadn't been hearing things, the sound that seemed to be almost right outside the door was the sound he was desperately hoping he wouldn't hear in this house, he heard.
"Footsteps!" Jou thought in panic, "How can there be footsteps there's no one else here! Is there? Oh man, I'd better get out of here."
Jou looked around frantically for another exit; he was smart enough to know that the most dangerous route out would be the main entrance. Much to his relief there was another door in the far right corner of the room that Jou hadn't even noticed the first time he'd come in.
"Please don't be locked. Please, Please don't be locked," Jou, pleaded silently as he swiftly crept toward the door and tried the knob.