All that surrounds me is a clear white snow, it lays as far as the eye can see, never ending, the wind is a harsh cold, chilling to my very core, as I walk a ice storm begins to blow, the ice is blown to and fro everywhere, hitting my skin, cutting me and making me bleed, I let myself be hurt, let the blood seep to the snowy ground and puddle there, forgotten, I do not care anymore for somehow I feel lost and empty, I have disappeared from the world, this snowy ice prison is all that I have left, but then you come, you stand just out of my grasp, I look to you and hope that you will take me out of this cold and bring me into your season of caring and warmth.
Night Ghost
Blue Ice and White Snow
Chapter One
The bell rang noisily through the halls of the high school. Teenagers ran in different directions to get to there separate class rooms. Seconds later the halls were empty, only the sound of the janitor humming to himself and the sound of a mope splashing to the floor could be heard.
Twenty students sat in there chairs, some whispering to each other and sharing notes on unfinished reports, others fiddling with there fingers, nervous and waiting, but only one sat perfectly still, hands folded neatly on the desk in front of him, head turned to look out the window next to him.
He had the normal school uniform that every teenage boy in the school wore, blue and boring. His legs were folded under the desk, a polished shoe on top of a knee. His eyes were the color of the ocean, deep blue and perfect. They were ice cold and held no emotion. His hair was that of a brown color which fell lightly over his forehead and partially over his ears. He had just the right tan, not to dark and not to light. His body was toned and muscled perfectly, not an ounce of fat was on him.
The students immediately quieted down and went to there seats when the teacher came in the door, followed by a certain white haired teen. He had the same blue uniform that everyone else was wearing on, a light tan showed clearly on his face, brown eyes showed innocence and warmth, and long white hair that fell below his shoulders and also covered his forehead and shaded his eyes somewhat.
"Class…quite down please…" Several seconds passed, "Thank you, I would like to announce that we have a new student that just arrived, he is from Egypt actually." She looks at the white haired boy, "Would you like to introduce your self to the class?"
The boy bowed his head slightly, "My name is Ryou Bakura, I am almost 17 and I just moved here from Egypt."
"Thank you Ryou," She turns to the class, "Students, I do hope that you will be polite and courteous to our new student, now as for your seat," She looks around the room and spots the desk next to Seto, "Ah there we go, you can sit next to Mr. Kaiba," The teacher states and points to the desk, which Ryou immediately goes and sits hesitantly. "Mr. Kaiba I do hope that you will have the free time after class to show Mr. Bakura around the campus after school?"
The only reply she got was a nod of the head.
"Very good, now let's get on with the lesson. Today we will be studied ancient Egypt," She turns and looks at Ryou, "Mr. Bakura, I hope that if you have any fresh insight that I or the class does not know about, you would perhaps enlighten us?"
"Yes ma'am." Ryou barely chocks out to the teacher.
"Excellent, now ancient Egypt and the pyramids… long ago…" The teacher continues with the lesson.
Three o'clock hit just in time, students rushed out of there classrooms, running out the front doors, most likely to get the malls before anyone else. Seto Kaiba and Ryou Bakura are the last ones in the room. Seto was shutting off his laptop computer and placing it in his black brief case, as for Ryou he was gently folding each note perfectly and placing them neatly into his worn leather case.
"Are you ready?" Seto's cold voice asked.
"Oh…yes." Ryou says, his tone extremely low, so Seto has to strain to hear what he is saying.
"Let's go then, I have better things to do than play baby-sitter to you." Seto states vehemently.
Ryou just bows his head and follows Seto out of the class room. They walked out side.
"This is where P.E takes place; we will be doing that tomorrow." Seto says, showing him the track, the pool and weights that lined the wall. "Wash room is here," Seto opens a door letting Ryou look in side. Seto showed Ryou the lunch room, art room, music room and several other places that Ryou had no idea where they had previously been.
"That's about it, you do know your way home I presume or do you need me to help you with that as well?"
Ryou lowered his head, looking down at the ground, "No thank you."
"Good." Seto replied and walked toward his limousine.
"Thank you for showing me around." Ryou suddenly spoke up, calling to Seto.
"Whatever." Seto said and got in his limousine, slamming the door shut and driving off, leaving the white haired beauty to stand and wonder what he had done wrong.
Author's Note
Tell me what you think and if I should continue.