Hello. Yes I am trying to write a Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic. God help me. However,
the plot and the original character and Millennium Collar/Bracelet are
mine.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters. Please don't sue, I've got no money.
Alright time for the codes to come out. And the winners are:
/aibou to yami/
//yami to aibou//
"speech"
'thought'
If I get terms mixed up please let me know. I've only watched sporadic episodes of Yugi and I'm a little clueless on how the spirits address their partners. And as mentioned I've only seen the English versions of the eps. so I'll be using all the American names. I also can't do accents so just pretend they're there.
On with the fic.
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It was dark. It had been for so long she could ignore it now. It brought comfort to her, kept her in a daze where the only colors she saw were those of her memories and vague feelings. She floated in this nothingness with an acceptance and a patience that would startle anyone that truly knew her. Of course many of those people were dead now. Nothing more than burnt dust to mix with warm winds.
All except for one.
She would find him eventually. As soon as she could get out of this endless darkness. She would find him and protect him. Just as she had so many years ago. In a way she loved him. He was the complete opposite of her and made her complete. Together they were inseparable. At least that was what they had thought.
When the fear lanced through the darkness she almost didn't recognize it. But the second wave and the feeling/sense of pain made her more aware than any past memories could. Suddenly a room formed out of the darkness. She felt her body hit cool white marble tiles making her loose breath she didn't realize she still had. Three lofty pillars rose to meet a gold and creamed colored ceiling. The walls were cream colored with swirls of red. The entire room flickered with shadows cast from the various torches hanging from the pillars.
Quickly she picked herself up, leather sandals smacking the tiles. In front of her a door opened, spilling white light into the room. Quickly she made her way towards the light as another wave of fear passed through her mind. As she exited the door the light leapt forward and enveloped her. When she opened her eyes again the colors, noise and smell assaulted all of her senses. Finally everything came into focus. She faced her enemy and was. . . confused.
Right in front of her was a black furred, green eyed feline face. Her opponent was apparently just as confused as she. But it didn't last long as the feline growled menacingly and started to advance.
"Beat it cat!" She said. Or at least she tried to say. The only thing to emerge was a growl.
The black cat stopped for a second to consider, then advanced again. This time she tried to swat it away, watching in bemusement as a paw shot out instead of a human hand. The attacking feline however was convinced enough that she meant business and stalked off.
When her opponent left she took a better look at her surroundings. She seemed to be in an alley of some sort. The wall opposite her climbed up with its only breaks being windows and a lone skeletal fire escape. Boxes, trash littered the small ally. Then she caught site of another cat. This one was a calico short haired creature with violet eyes, the same color as her own. The creature was skinny and small; she wondered how it could survive. It was staring at her in a quizzical way. She got up to go over to it . . . and it got up too. She stopped, so did the cat. She lifted her left hand and watched as the cat lifted its left forepaw.
'That's me.' She started to feel a little dizzy. 'That cat is me. I'm looking in a mirror!?!'
She examined the other wall more closely. Sure enough she was able to discern the outlines of the mirror, most likely a broken shard. She looked down at her hand, but instead she saw a dust colored paw with a black spot on the middle toe. She picked the transformed body part up and flexed it. Needle sharp claws popped out of their sheaths and flexed. She wiggled them as she would fingers. Watching the four toes with claws wiggle made her chuckle a little.
Finally she approached the mirror. Taking a better look at herself she noticed one more important detail. Around her neck a band of gold glinted in the night air. She sighed, this was a given, but how the Millennium Bracelet came to be around this creatures neck was beyond her.
'Great, I'm trapped in the body of an underweight feline.' She sighed. 'Might as well go and try and find my aibou.'
She closed her eyes and concentrated on her soul room. Opening her eyes again she found herself back to her human self and standing outside her soul room. Instead of going in she turned around, looking for the other door that would lead her to her aibou's room. But there was no other door, just her own.
Curious she went into her soul room, maybe her aibou was there? She stepped through the door and noticed that several things had changed. One was there was a large pile of cushions laying in the middle of the room. The other was that in the middle of that pile was feline whose body she resided in, only with green eyes.
Slowly she walked up to the lounging feline. The cat spotted her coming towards her and started to get up, fear and nervousness radiating from it. She stopped not wanting to startle the creature. Carefully she lowered herself to one knee and held out a hand.
"Here little one. Don't worry I won't hurt you."
The cat cocked her head to one side. "No hurt?"
"No I won't." She was a little startled that the creature could talk. But then she was inside her own mind with her aibou's soul, translations were not really required. "Don't you want to return to controlling your body?"
The cat sat back down, kneading the pillow under it. "No."
"Why?"
"Like here. . . better. You. . . . have. . . . control."
She sighed. As much as she didn't want to take over her aibou's body and consequently its life she could now concentrate on actually doing something and not just hoping the cat would take her where she needed to go. Still she didn't think that it was right.
"Aibou wouldn't you like to have your life. This is your body, not mine?"
"Aibou?"
"Yes, it means partner.* You should be the one in control of your life, not me."
The cat tilted its head again. "Aibou. Me like. Not want to take back life. To much. . . .badness. You can take us."
She sighed. Again she agreed. Even though she didn't know what time she was in she would have more of a chance surviving than her feline counterpart. Wearily she sank into the cushions. The small feline crawled up into her lap. The creature was so small, fitting neatly into her lap.
"Well little one what should I call you?"
"Aibou."
"But that's so generic.?"
Aibou stretched and rolled on to her belly. "Me like. You?"
"Tora. My name is Tora."
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Okay, first chapter done. Onto the next.
Tora: Why in the world am I stuck in a CAT???
Treska: Cause I wanted to.
Yugi: Are we going to be in this story at all?
Treska: Yup. *Grins evilly*
Yugi:.. I do not like you.
* I don't know if this is the right translation. If it is let me know so I can change it.
Please review. I'll take almost everything, especially constructive criticism. Flames will be laughed at.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters. Please don't sue, I've got no money.
Alright time for the codes to come out. And the winners are:
/aibou to yami/
//yami to aibou//
"speech"
'thought'
If I get terms mixed up please let me know. I've only watched sporadic episodes of Yugi and I'm a little clueless on how the spirits address their partners. And as mentioned I've only seen the English versions of the eps. so I'll be using all the American names. I also can't do accents so just pretend they're there.
On with the fic.
* * * * * * * * * *
It was dark. It had been for so long she could ignore it now. It brought comfort to her, kept her in a daze where the only colors she saw were those of her memories and vague feelings. She floated in this nothingness with an acceptance and a patience that would startle anyone that truly knew her. Of course many of those people were dead now. Nothing more than burnt dust to mix with warm winds.
All except for one.
She would find him eventually. As soon as she could get out of this endless darkness. She would find him and protect him. Just as she had so many years ago. In a way she loved him. He was the complete opposite of her and made her complete. Together they were inseparable. At least that was what they had thought.
When the fear lanced through the darkness she almost didn't recognize it. But the second wave and the feeling/sense of pain made her more aware than any past memories could. Suddenly a room formed out of the darkness. She felt her body hit cool white marble tiles making her loose breath she didn't realize she still had. Three lofty pillars rose to meet a gold and creamed colored ceiling. The walls were cream colored with swirls of red. The entire room flickered with shadows cast from the various torches hanging from the pillars.
Quickly she picked herself up, leather sandals smacking the tiles. In front of her a door opened, spilling white light into the room. Quickly she made her way towards the light as another wave of fear passed through her mind. As she exited the door the light leapt forward and enveloped her. When she opened her eyes again the colors, noise and smell assaulted all of her senses. Finally everything came into focus. She faced her enemy and was. . . confused.
Right in front of her was a black furred, green eyed feline face. Her opponent was apparently just as confused as she. But it didn't last long as the feline growled menacingly and started to advance.
"Beat it cat!" She said. Or at least she tried to say. The only thing to emerge was a growl.
The black cat stopped for a second to consider, then advanced again. This time she tried to swat it away, watching in bemusement as a paw shot out instead of a human hand. The attacking feline however was convinced enough that she meant business and stalked off.
When her opponent left she took a better look at her surroundings. She seemed to be in an alley of some sort. The wall opposite her climbed up with its only breaks being windows and a lone skeletal fire escape. Boxes, trash littered the small ally. Then she caught site of another cat. This one was a calico short haired creature with violet eyes, the same color as her own. The creature was skinny and small; she wondered how it could survive. It was staring at her in a quizzical way. She got up to go over to it . . . and it got up too. She stopped, so did the cat. She lifted her left hand and watched as the cat lifted its left forepaw.
'That's me.' She started to feel a little dizzy. 'That cat is me. I'm looking in a mirror!?!'
She examined the other wall more closely. Sure enough she was able to discern the outlines of the mirror, most likely a broken shard. She looked down at her hand, but instead she saw a dust colored paw with a black spot on the middle toe. She picked the transformed body part up and flexed it. Needle sharp claws popped out of their sheaths and flexed. She wiggled them as she would fingers. Watching the four toes with claws wiggle made her chuckle a little.
Finally she approached the mirror. Taking a better look at herself she noticed one more important detail. Around her neck a band of gold glinted in the night air. She sighed, this was a given, but how the Millennium Bracelet came to be around this creatures neck was beyond her.
'Great, I'm trapped in the body of an underweight feline.' She sighed. 'Might as well go and try and find my aibou.'
She closed her eyes and concentrated on her soul room. Opening her eyes again she found herself back to her human self and standing outside her soul room. Instead of going in she turned around, looking for the other door that would lead her to her aibou's room. But there was no other door, just her own.
Curious she went into her soul room, maybe her aibou was there? She stepped through the door and noticed that several things had changed. One was there was a large pile of cushions laying in the middle of the room. The other was that in the middle of that pile was feline whose body she resided in, only with green eyes.
Slowly she walked up to the lounging feline. The cat spotted her coming towards her and started to get up, fear and nervousness radiating from it. She stopped not wanting to startle the creature. Carefully she lowered herself to one knee and held out a hand.
"Here little one. Don't worry I won't hurt you."
The cat cocked her head to one side. "No hurt?"
"No I won't." She was a little startled that the creature could talk. But then she was inside her own mind with her aibou's soul, translations were not really required. "Don't you want to return to controlling your body?"
The cat sat back down, kneading the pillow under it. "No."
"Why?"
"Like here. . . better. You. . . . have. . . . control."
She sighed. As much as she didn't want to take over her aibou's body and consequently its life she could now concentrate on actually doing something and not just hoping the cat would take her where she needed to go. Still she didn't think that it was right.
"Aibou wouldn't you like to have your life. This is your body, not mine?"
"Aibou?"
"Yes, it means partner.* You should be the one in control of your life, not me."
The cat tilted its head again. "Aibou. Me like. Not want to take back life. To much. . . .badness. You can take us."
She sighed. Again she agreed. Even though she didn't know what time she was in she would have more of a chance surviving than her feline counterpart. Wearily she sank into the cushions. The small feline crawled up into her lap. The creature was so small, fitting neatly into her lap.
"Well little one what should I call you?"
"Aibou."
"But that's so generic.?"
Aibou stretched and rolled on to her belly. "Me like. You?"
"Tora. My name is Tora."
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Okay, first chapter done. Onto the next.
Tora: Why in the world am I stuck in a CAT???
Treska: Cause I wanted to.
Yugi: Are we going to be in this story at all?
Treska: Yup. *Grins evilly*
Yugi:.. I do not like you.
* I don't know if this is the right translation. If it is let me know so I can change it.
Please review. I'll take almost everything, especially constructive criticism. Flames will be laughed at.