This is the first and a set of what I plan to be six vignettes, alternating
from Tea to Ryou's POV. Partially inspired by my English teacher, who is
trying to get us to be descriptive and stuff(she would hate me to write
'and stuff'), these vignettes I have tried to limit to one written page
each. I have four done, and will get them up in rapid succession. I'll work
on the other two in class tomorrow. These are AU, romance, Tea/Ryou, set in
a school in America, because I don't think Japanese students would actually
be able to drive to school.. If you don't like any of these things, leave
now. I do not want flames. I do not own YuGiOh, nor do I expect to anytime
in the near future. This Author's note and disclaimer apply to all
chapters. Diola lle, arigato, gracias, and any other form of 'thank you'
that you can think of.
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Tea's POV: Meetings
As the bell clanged almost joyously, the students around me began gathering their belongings. As their relieved voices began to crescendo, I began to get myself together.
Slowly, as if I were a machine in need of oil, I put my books in my bookbag and stood up. By now my peers had left the room to help fill the already crowded hallway. Only one person, excluding the teacher and I, remained.
The new guy, Ryou Bakura. He started school here yesterday. I hadn't spoken to him, but I knew he had moved from Japan recently. He seemed quite introverted and distant, apparently from the shock of moving halfway around the world.
I averted my eyes from his abnormally white hair and shuffled to the door, dreading entering the usually excessively crowded corridor. I saw Ryou, out of the corner of my eyes, reach the door before me.
He held it open for me to go through first.
I looked up and met his chocolate colored eyes in confusion and gratitude; most people would have shut the door rudely in my face. In my slight shock I only managed two words before I turned and was lost in the crowd.
"Thank you."
And I barely heard the soft reply, spoken in a voice clearly British, but seemingly unused to speaking:
"You're welcome."
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R+R please
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Tea's POV: Meetings
As the bell clanged almost joyously, the students around me began gathering their belongings. As their relieved voices began to crescendo, I began to get myself together.
Slowly, as if I were a machine in need of oil, I put my books in my bookbag and stood up. By now my peers had left the room to help fill the already crowded hallway. Only one person, excluding the teacher and I, remained.
The new guy, Ryou Bakura. He started school here yesterday. I hadn't spoken to him, but I knew he had moved from Japan recently. He seemed quite introverted and distant, apparently from the shock of moving halfway around the world.
I averted my eyes from his abnormally white hair and shuffled to the door, dreading entering the usually excessively crowded corridor. I saw Ryou, out of the corner of my eyes, reach the door before me.
He held it open for me to go through first.
I looked up and met his chocolate colored eyes in confusion and gratitude; most people would have shut the door rudely in my face. In my slight shock I only managed two words before I turned and was lost in the crowd.
"Thank you."
And I barely heard the soft reply, spoken in a voice clearly British, but seemingly unused to speaking:
"You're welcome."
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R+R please