Hanyou: Okays, Joey Wheeler is throwing a party for absolutely no reason, and he invites a bunch of people. From the Yu-Gi-Oh cast of course. My Yu-Gi-Oh OCs(still don't know what that means... help would be grately appreciated), Jenice and Jade are in this one. Want to know about them? Read their biographies which will be fanfics, really LONG fanfics, except for Jenice's. Jade's will be. Jade's will also be lemony, very lemony. I was bored so I decided to think of something that made me unbored XP. If you just want quick bios of them, go to my profile. You'll have to search through the others, though. Or you can just read this and see how they're like. I'll even put in a bit of info of them. And yes, I do babble at times so sorry if you have to read it.
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Legend:
" ... " - somone speaking
/... / - someone thinking
/... / along with // ... // - is a yami and a hikari communicating telepathicaly
(anything bold and in parentheses is me) - authoress/me saying something or giving information to help you understand the story more
For those of you that don't know (and for those who do, skip this and go to the bold part that says Chapter 1) -
Now this is how I understand it and this is how I'm going to write with this information, if you think my info is messed up, tell me and I will CONSIDER what you tell me and make sure to make mental notes of your info if I think it is important... probably will be but thank you anyways.
yami dark/evil half (are usually ancestors or original wielders of the Millennium Item that the hikari now holds)
hikari light/good half (are descendants/reincarnation or something like that of the yami. They usually bear a strong resemblance of the yami)
Millennium Item trinkets made of gold that each have their own unique power and were used in ancient Egypt, like 5,000 years ago type of ancient Egypt. Most of the yamis are from this era except Marik
Marik, yami of Malik Ishtar who is the hikari
Yami... erm, yami of Yugi Moto(sp?) who is the hikari
Bakura, yami of Ryou Bakura (name is wierd, I know) who is the hikari
Jade, yami of Jenice Morga who is the Hikari
P.S. I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Chapter 1: Yamis are Party Poopers
Wake Up Call
Okays, here's the guest list.
Yugi(hikari) Yami(yami)
Jenice(hikari) Jade(yami)
Ryou(hikari) Bakura(yami)
Malik(hikari) Marik(yami)
Duke Devlin (Yes, I am going to use the American names cuz I want to... and they're the ones I'm most familiar with)
Tristan Taylor
Mai Valentine (YES!!! I managed to put Mai in here... I just gotta remember where!)
Read on, but if you don't like randomness, then I suggest you stop reading now even though this fic isn't really that random. I had been inspired to write this because of all the funny stories I've read and the quizzes I've taken. For me, they made me laugh or at least smile. If you're not into stupid people acting stupid almost on purpose and sometimes not, then go away and make somebody else's life a living hell.
"JENICE, GET YOUR WANNABE-EGYPTIAN ASS OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW OR YOU WILL NOT WANNABE ANYTHING EXCEPT FOR ME TO BE MERCIFUL!"
Jenice Morga's eyes drowsily opened as she lifted her self up from her bed. She shook her head and stretched. She sat in her bed rubbing her eyes while muttering to herself. "Asshole, how dare he say 'wannabe-Egyptian'. I AM Egyptian. Damn, how long has he been screaming like that?"
"For about fifteen minutes."
"Aaaah!" Jenice yelped and literally jumped out of bed and met the floor... hard. She looked up from her new spot and saw her dark half smirking at her, but a little bewildered at her reaction.
"Jade," She growled, "Why is it that I don't know when you're near? Why don't you warn me when you're around?"
There was a slight silence as Jade had a thoughtful expression on her face and finally answered, "Why should I? I never had to before."
Jenice sighed and rubbed her forehead. / I swear she has no respect for personal space. / Just then, Bakura kicked open Jenice's bedroom door, yelling. / Not since we moved in with him. / She added.
"Mind knocking, idget?" Jade smirked.
"SHUT UP! JENICE, I HAVE BEEN DOWN THERE LISTENING TO MY HIKARI FOR RA KNOWS HOW LONG AND I AM TIRED OF HEARING HIM NOW WAKE UP!" When he finished, he finally looked at Jenice straight in the eye. Well, more like straight at her pillow. He looked down at a REALLY pissed off Jenice. He yelped, Jade chuckled, Jenice glared.
He jumped behind Jade as he heard Jenice speak in a cold voice, "You come barraging into my room and order me? I don't think so, now get out or I'm spreading the non-rumors that you are addicted to male ballet dancers!"
He nodded slowly and started to tiptoe towards the door while saying, "Hehe, um, okay. You're awake. I'll just... go and... tell Ryou." He ran out the door yelling, "RYOU! JENICE IS GOING TO KILL ME! Oooh. What's that? Is that a frying-" BONG.
The girls flinched as they heard metal meet bone from downstairs. Jade chuckled and Jenice once again sighed and rubbed her head. Then she asked Jade, "Why was Ryou so eager to wake me up?"
Jade gasped. "Jenice! Did you forget already?"
"Forget what?"
"By Ra, Jenice. How could you forget it?"
"What is it, tell me!" Jenice demanded.
"Joey's party."
Jenice gasped. "Oh, man. How COULD I forget that?" She hurried to get up and in the process tripped over the sheets and her face met the floor... again.
Jade keeled over laughing while Jenice just lay there with her face in the carpet, muttering and cursing herself on how forgetful she was about the sheets. Suddenly, Jade's laughing was cut off and was replaced with a BONG. Jenice looked up and saw Ryou where with a shiny frying pan in hand. Jade was knowcked out on the floor
Ryou observed the object and said, "Still good enough for a few more hits, right?" He smiled at Jenice and helped her up. Then he picked up Jade bridal style and turned back to Jenice. "Get dressed and we'll be on our way. Jade will be downstairs resting on the couch with Bakura. I doubt that they will be happy when they come to."
Jenice nodded and watched as Ryou left her room while closing her bedroom door with his foot.
Hanyou101: Oi! I hate how this is so short and there are more of my comments than the actual story. I swear that's gonna change in the next few chappies. I cannot tell you how bad it feels to be hit in the head with one of those frying pans. True story... I'm serious! My friend and I were going to make pancakes and she was trying to take out a pan and she couldn't, so she tugged on it and it popped out and then she fell backwards and so it slipped out of her hands and flew straight at the back of my head. Next thing I knew, I had this sharp and agonizing pain and I had my hands where the pan hit and when I looked at my hands, there was some blood on it. Ouch! Anyways, just had to tell you because I'm glad that pan didn't mess up my brain or anything. At least I think it didn't... Alright, and by the way, if you ever think of putting this fic on your site or decide to do a fic that's relative to this one, you better put on it that it was either written or inspired by Hanyou101. If you don't, then forget you and flip you... I'm KIDDING! Don't really care if you copy this just as long as it doesn't end up in exact word for word on here and that you don't take my OC's. This fic was inspired by a lot of people, too many to name or I just forgot. Review please, later lovelies.
