Hi!! I'm completely new at writing in this section. I can't spell for anything so beware!! I like this idea but I'm not sure if anyone else will. I know every one wants the story to have some sort of shipping as the main theme but I couldn't think of anything in that category. I might post something in a weird form of puzzle shipping later, though. This is going to sound weird but I thought of this while watching the food network channel! Then this totally unrelated idea pops into my head! Weird, right? I don't often have good ideas so enjoy one that I think is good!

Oh yeah! I don't own Yugioh; if I did then the show would have never been changed from season zero. Yami's cuter in that show!!

It was sometime around noon, and the old antique shop owner was about to give up on selling a certain item. The second the old man touched the gold and ruby armband and necklace pair he knew there was something wrong with it. However, he had thought that because it was made out of pure gold with a lot of rubies imbedded in it that it would sell for a decent price. But so far the evil pair had stayed on his high-quality-goods shelf for around a month.

That's not to say that no one looked at it. Lots of people did. But when they touched it, they immediately lost all interest in buying it! It was like the stupid things were cursed! He didn't even know how to get the things on! There was no clasp and there was no way to get the necklace over your head! He had tried to open it once, thinking that there was some hidden hinges or something, but his suspensions were confirmed.

The necklace was pure gold, a very pretty thing, though. Whoever had made it was very skilled. The gold on the necklace twisted and curved in intrect spirals. The spirals and curves made their way to the center of the necklace where an eye was formed in darker gold. The eye was kinda scary, It was like it was looking right through you, into your very soul. He got the chills every time he looked at it. The armband was exactly like the necklace, only meant to wear on your arm instead of your neck.

He suddenly sat up straighter as the bell rang, anouncing customers. A young girl, about thirteen, walked into the store along with a woman around the age of forty and a young child around eleven. He looked out his dusty store window and saw their car, a silver Nisson Extera, full to the brim with stuff. His guess was that the small family was moving, as he saw another car, a ford truck, with an elderly woman stretching in front of it. In the truck was furniture like couches and chairs.

The small family started walking around his store, looking at the collection of things. The girl around thirteen looked familiar, though he couldn't remember ever seeing her before. She had hair like honey, and it seemed to have the same thick quality as the golden liquid. That hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, with the scrunchy holding it in place around the middle of her neck instead of up high like usual ponytails were. She had eyes that were the color of hazel nuts, and an oval shaped face. As she started looking through the shop the old man got a better view of her outfit. She was wearing a white dress, made in what looked to be cotton. It had a rounded neck and the hem met her knees. She wore a small golden-colored belt around the middle.

The old man vaguely noticed that the outfit was as close to Egyptian styled as you could get in the real world without looking like a total idiot. He wondered if he could sell this young girl the necklace and armband. They would look good with her outfit, he thought vaguely.

As he was thinking this the young girl made her way over to the said cursed pair. She looked at them curiously, then reached out a hand to touch them.

Oh, dear. Thought the old man. Now I'll never be able to sell her the cursed things!

But instead of quickly setting them down like he thought she would, she instead looked confused, and looked around the store as though she had heard someone. When she didn't see anyone, she turned her attention back to the necklace and armband, which were held in her hands.

The old man was confused, to say the least. He was amazed when the young girl walked up to him and said,

"Excuse me, sir, but could you tell me how much this necklace and armband cost?"

He stared at her and said,

"Are you sure you want to buy those?"

She answered confidently, "Yes. These are beautiful, and I'm amazed that they haven't been taken already!"

"There's good reason for that. Those things are evil!" The old shopkeeper warned. He had taken a liking to the youth and didn't want her to be hurt by the evil things.

Suddenly, the young girls eyes changed drastically. The changed from a sweet hazel nut tone to a bright and cruel amber. She suddenly smiled, and the simple action sent shivers down his spine.

"If you were worried about 'These evil things', then you should've put me back in storage so that I couldn't posses this girl, Nicholas O'Grady." She said in an entirely different voice than two seconds ago. This voice was cold, cruel, and a man's voice, somehow coming from this girl's throat.

The old man paled as something dawned on him, He had never told this girl his name!!! It was obvious what had happened. His fears had come true, the pair of accessories were possessed, and the spirit had chosen this innocent child as his host!

Then as suddenly as the evil spirit had possessed the girl, it left her, dazed and confused, not remembering anything the spirit had done. She looked at the shopkeeper, wondering why he was so pale.

"What were you saying about the jewelry being possessed?" She asked confused.

He realized that the threat from the evil spirit had passed and said, "It's nothing. What did you want again?"

She answered back, "I wanted to know how much these cost." Indicating the jewelry.

"It's free!" The old man said hastily, not wanting the evil things in his shop any longer.

"R-really!" She asked. "But they look expensive…" She said.

"No, no!" The old man replied. "These particular items have been in the store for around a month now! I would be glad to get rid of them!"

"Wow! I would have thought that they would be sold already! Thank you Mister!" She smiled, but then the expression died as she said, "But they really do look expensive, I can't just pay you nothing for them!" She pulled the pitiful amount of money she had with her and said, "you should take this, I know it's not a lot, but I'd feel bad if you didn't get anything."

The old man took the money and said, "Thank you, That's very kind of you."

The girl looked at the necklace and said, "Hey mister, do you know how to get this on?" As soon as she said it, the necklace and armband popped open.

"Wow!" She exclaimed. She scooped her hair out of the way and put the necklace to her neck and it popped closed. She did the same for the armband, unhindered by her sleeveless dress. She smiled contentedly at her find.

As she moved to walk out of the store after the rest of the small family, the shopkeeper called out,

"Wait!"

She turned around and said, "Yes?"

"What's your name?" He asked.

She smiled and said, "My name's Sydney!" Then her expression grew cold and she added,

"And you can call me Saiantanul, Thank you for keeping me in your shop!" The evil spirit said, Then laughed evilly as he allowed Sydney to regain control her body, but once again blocked her memories of him.

And so Sydney walked out of the shop and towards her new life in Florida, carrying an unknown passenger in her new jewelry and wondering why the shopkeeper had looked so pale and frightened during their conversation.

Okay, It's done! I spent all night working on this fic so I hope at least one person reviews! I like this story, but I'm not a mind reader so I don't know what other people think! That's what the cute little button is there for! So click on it! It looks lonely!