I don't own YGO. I do own my characters though. Thanks for reading. Please review. And don't hate me because of my sister, who apparently got flamed. Fool.
Intro: The keys to surviving dorms
KIRA
My name is Kira. I am the fourteen-year-old daughter of thief king/Yami Bakura and an American slacker-extraordinaire named Amelia, and I have a little brother named Optimus Prime. I am also a thief, just like my daddy. My best friend is Valentine, a bounty hunter who is traveling with her parents, and my boyfriend, Alex, is a half British, half Egyptian treasure hunter who lives in Cairo. My dad lives somewhere in Egypt too, but mom and my little brother live in America, rooming with a couple of buddies from high school. I'm really not sure how mom and dad shacked up (They aren't technically married. I'm a love child. How awesome is that?). Anyways, I currently live with Wizzle, my pet. He was created in a lab and genetically enhanced, and now he helps me with my missions.
Anyways, my dream is to go to this really awesome high school, Aoi high. Its one of the top in the nation, plus it has a huge architectural wing, where the blueprints to a bunch of really famous museums are located, as well as having a red diamond the size of a strawberry in the school crest. My plans are to make off with the blueprints and crest, then sack the Louvre and retire at age 18, and then fund a bunch of archeological expeditions to uncover the tomb of Pharaoh Atemu. I already have the millennium puzzle (daddy was SO proud), but I want to reveal the truth about what happened to my father's people.
My point is that today I got my acceptance letter, and I'm really excited. But the bad news is that you have to live in a dorm. I already know none of my friends from Domino Jr. high got in, so that really sucks. Well, maybe my dorm buddies won't be so bad…
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KISA
Dorm rooms are stupid. I'm going to have to eat my breakfast looking at people. I'm going to have to share a bathroom. It makes me feel squicky.
Kai-chan keeps saying, "Oh, come off it. It can't be that bad. Besides, you do want to create him, right,"
I should take out her voice box. It'd serve her right.
Oh yeah. I'm Kisa Kaiba. Age: 14, Height: 4'10, Bust: 35, Waist: 31, Hips: 34, Weight: 96 lbs., Eye color: Blue, Hair color: Brown. I am the daughter of Seto Kaiba and one of his many, many, many lovers. I am also heir to Kaiba Corp, since my father's legitimate wife is sterile. I don't see why I have to be the heir. Even though Uncle Mokuba is a doctor, he could handle it. Or my little brother… or was it sister? Oh well. All I want to do with my life is stay in my room, eat fast food, create my hunky bionic soul mate, Mitsukai, and surf the Internet for the rest of my life. Who needs lofty goals and aspirations?
MYOU
YAY! I am super excited! I'm Myou, aspiring artist, daughter of Yami no Yugi, Pharaoh Atemu, and a chick who turned out to be a barroom one nighter… sigh.
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Sorry… I'm not always this ditzy, but coming to Aoi is my ultimate dream, and I'm REALLY jittery.
But anyways I'm headed to Aoi High, the best place to go if you want to be an artist. My mom is a lowly manga artist, but I'm determined to become the next Monet or Renoir. I wonder what my roomies will be like?
Lesse… I'm in room 669…. Damnit, I'm gonna have to walk up six flights of stairs everyday…. 'Kay… here's my room. Wish me luck!
Chapter 1: Meat and Greet
Kira got to the dorm room first. It actually had four separate bedrooms, but according to the list outside, she only had three roommates. She claimed the two rooms at the far right. She kinda piled up all her boxes of crap, and then shut her door. Leaving one pissed off Wizzle to guard it.
"I'll set up later. I guess the dorks aren't here yet. Whatever. I'm freakin' hungry. Where is the damn kitchen supposed to be? Aw hell, I'll just go to that steak place," She said out loud. Then she absentmindedly wandered out of the room.
Kisa came up second, toting Kai-chan (Her computer, programmed to speak and carry on conversations in seven different languages and better than most humans) in laptop form, Boku-kun (Her cell phone, IQ: 243, exactly one point below her own, Kai-Chan's "Child"), and Ai-chan (Genuine Artificial Intelligence, in the form of a pink rabbit, created for a 3rd grade science fair, Kai-Chan's "Sister"). She immediately took the second room from the left, turning the knob with her hand encased in a rubber glove.
She took one look at the room and felt like throwing up. It was filthy, grimy and guaranteed to be full of germs. She ripped up the carpet, exposing the sheet metal underneath. That was better. She put the carpet strips in a trash bag, tied it neatly, and put it outside of her door. Then she poured a mixture of ammonia, antibacterial soap, and bleach on the floor. That would kill all the nasty germs. She then threw the school provided mattress out the window, to the delight of the hobo outside, and the misfortune of his dog, whom the mattress landed on.
She scoured the table, nightstand, and bedposts, and then put her own special, disinfected air mattress on the bed. She put on the sheets, folded with hospital corners, and set up Kai-chan. Then she unpacked Boku-kun, Ai-chan, two posters, a first aid kit, a set of Chi dolls, a Moogle, and finally, a small pink bunny. She hugged it to her chest. "Usa-chan" she whispered.
Meanwhile, Myou arrived. She looked in the far right rooms, and decided that those must be claimed by her roommates. She peeked in Kisa's room, but after smelling it, she decided that she would take the last room. It had a nice purple color on the carpet and walls, and she started arranging her stuff.
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-MEANWHILE- with Kira:
Kira had found the Steak place and ordered a six pound steak, raw, to go. She brought it back to her dorm room. As soon as she got there, she sat down at the table, and started eating with a plastic fork.
Kisa and Myou happened to come out of their room at the same time to see a raw steak devouring freak and each other. As they stood (or sat, in Kira's case) looking at each other, Kai-chan called "Kisa-sama, where are you? What are you doing?"
Kisa's POV:
Blood………Blood… blood with lots and lots of germs headed for me. I have to live with this disgusting creature.
And why is there a Goth next to me? Why did I want to come here again? Mitsukai isn't worth getting infected. I'm going to go back into my room. And I'm going to kill something. ((Tsk, Kisa. You already killed the hobo's dog)) and then I will kill myself. Yes. Dying is better than this… filth.
Myou's POV:
Is that steak…raw? That is a freaking lot of blood. Maybe she's a mass murderer, and that is human flesh and I'll be her next victim………Please, Please, PLEASE don't be into necrophilia….
Hey, who is that chick? Did she just emerge from the permanently bleach scented room? And that voice belongs to a chick. That calls that chick "sama". Shit. Freaky lesbian porn shit is going down. Great. I'm surrounded by freaks.
Kira's POV:
Shit. I've got a freaking Goth and Nerd for roommates. Fuck you. Someone is laughing at me. And a freaking talking computer. Fuck this I'm goin' back home.
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