Disclaimer- I don't own yu-gi-oh but the Alternate reality is mine XD
My first attempt at a fanfic…I hope it's ok…..If your looking for when the usual characters come in skip to ch.2. But be warned you'll get confused. Chapter one is long because I have to introduce new/Alternate characters
Rated T for language and violence…may be changed to M later on…maybe
~John~
Taking her pencil from her dirty blond hair, which was currently held up in a bun by her pencil, Johnathan let a long sigh escape her lips, as her medium length sun-kissed blond hair fell to her shoulders.
"You need to at least pretend you're interested."
Looking up from under her golden locks, at the man who sat across from her in the library, Johnathan glared at him, her light brown eyes narrowing angrily.
"Sol I told you! I don't need to study. It's pointless for me. Not that my mother cares if I pass my finals." Johnathan said boredly as she twirled her pencil in her fingers.
A pair of icy blue eyes looked up from the book in front of them, and stared at her. Johnathan had known Solomon Keanu since she was six and their mothers had both dropped them off at the same day care. Sol had always been her best friend and at twenty he was three years her senior. Sol had a soft nature, but his hard eyes made it difficult for most to see past his winter façade.
"John as much as I believe you…… You should at least make an attempt not to sigh. I'm trying to study." Sol said coolly as he looked back to his book.
Resisting the urge to sigh once again, John sucked in a deep breath and dropped her head on the table. Her hair tumbled around her like water. Her eyes bore into the wooden table with malice. Sol had dragged her out of her warm bed at 7:30am and outside into the rain, to study at the local library, on Saturday.
Closing her eyes John groaned as her stomach let out a gurgle. It was already ten and she hadn't eaten anything. A hand grabbed a piece of her hair and began to twist and twirl it lightly between its fingers. When she didn't move to stop them, the hand pulled on more hair. Raking their fingers through her hair, John let out a soft purr of pleasure. Only one person knew that playing with her hair could relax her to the point of mush. The hand let her hair fall from its grasp. Without lifting her head up, John reached out and caught hold of the hand.
"Please continue." John said softly as she pulled on Sol's hand.
A laugh escaped his lips as he gently began to caress her hair once more. John let her mind be swept away with the rhythm of Sol's touch. For John, Sol was the only person she had ever felt completely safe with. Her mother was constantly going on spontaneous trips, leaving John with Kevin, her mothers new lover. Kevin creeped John out. He watched her every move and was forever trying to chain her to the house. His expectation of her were suffocating.
Dark shadows reached out for John as she shuttered. Her body stiffened and her heart rate accelerated. The hand stopped moving. It took Sol three seconds to get out of his chair and move over to John. He pulled her out of her seat and into a dark secluded corner. John fought to keep control of her body as she jerked about uncontrollably. It scared her when an attack hit. Before she lost awareness, she smiled at the warm hands that encircled her protectively. All worries gone. John allowed the darkness to swallow her up.
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A bright light shone in her eyes. Squinting her eyes tightly, John tried to clear her vision of the offending brightness. When the light refused to go away, John reached up to blindly smack it away.
"Hey!" An alarmed voice yelled.
The light disappeared, as her mind recognized the voice. She heard it every day. The face of a young boy popped into her mind's eye. His Black hair and blond bangs, hung past his shoulders. His eye color never the same. Yaron loved colored contacts and had been a thorn in John's side when they were in middle school. Yaron had never left her alone. His happy-go-lucky attitude annoyed and wormed its way past her shell. The fact that he was the same age as Sol and had every class with him, frustrated John, but by the end of 7th grade, Sol had convinced John to let Yaron join their group. At first John was fearful the short boy would steal Sol away from her, but Yaron only brought the three of them closer. Next to Sol and her mother, Yaron was the only other person who knew about her attacks.
"Go away!" John groaned.
"Or what?" Yaron challenged, John didn't have to have her eyes open to tell he was grinning.
"Something bad." John growled.
"That's really scary coming from a girl who can barely stand." Yaron challenged.
Anger flooded through John's veins as she struggled to regain movement in her limbs. They felt like mush and had that tingly sensation that told her they had been previously asleep. A pair of arms held her down as she flared about. Letting out a heavy sigh John relaxed. The grip loosened as Sol pulled her into a sitting position. Slowly John opened her eyes. White spots littered her vision as the faces in front of her became clearer.
"How long?" John asked, her voice croaking.
"Thirty minutes." Sol said softly.
"Did anyone see?" John said as she looked down at her hands ashamed.
"The Librarian."
Laughing harshly, John ran a hand through her hair. "Was she scared?"
"Anyone would be." Sol said as he stared to stroke her hair.
"Except us!" Yaron said happily with a wide grin as he flicked her forehead playfully. "We fully accept you for the freak you are."
"Hey! I am not a freak!" John said with a smile as she smacked Yaron's hand away.
"No, but you are really 've dated everyone in school." Yaron said bluntly. "You're not called the heart snatcher for no reason."
"Well…….."
"Yaron now is not the time to have this argument." Sol said as he picked John up.
"Sol! I can walk by myself." John protested as she wiggled in his embrace. She didn't want to be carried bridal-styled thought the library. What if someone saw?
Looking down at John, Sol smiled slyly. "You'd fall flat on your face and you know it."
"What about studying?" John asked as Sol walked passed the book shelves and to the front of the library. It shocked her that no one else was in the library. Color rushed to her face as she closed her eyes in shame. The librarian had evacuated everyone.
"Did you call Yaron?" John asked as she watched Yaron disappeared behind a bookshelf.
Sol gently put her down in a chair in the front of the library. His movements gentle and soft. John smiled tenderly as he arranged her legs for her. It was like he knew what she was thinking.
"Yes! I knew you'd need someone to make you laugh. I may be good company, as you insist, but I'm no jester. Wait here I'll go find Yaron and pull him away from the books, gather our things and then we can all go out for breakfast."
"Sounds good to me." John said with a bright smile. As Sol turned to leave, John grabbed the back of his dark blue leather jacket. "Sol….I….Thanks…..you mean a lot…..I'm sor-"
"Don't! I know you can't help it" Sol said as he starred straight ahead, before walking away briskly and disappearing behind the bookshelves.
Pursing her lips thoughtfully, John looked down at her hands. Was it her imagination or did Sol seem tense, almost distant? Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she smiled as her stomach let out another loud grumble.
If only I could get thought this…
I gotta get thru this
I gotta get thru this
I'm gotta make it through this, I gotta make it through this
I gotta make gotta make it thru this (1)
Surprised John reached into her back pocket to retrieve her red cell phone. ZANE. The phone flashed. Taking a quick breath, she flipped it open and put on a fake smile. She always hated this part.
"Hey Zane!"
"What up Doll?"
Scrunching her face in disgust, John looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping. "I really hate that name."
"What else can I call you?" The voice whispered playfully.
"My name!" John said bluntly.
"It just feels wrong to whisper 'John' seductively." Zane whined.
Rolling her eyes John hissed. "Then don't call me anymore."
Zane remained silent for a few seconds before he growled." Are you breaking up with me?"
"Wasn't I clear enough?"
"How dare you. Most girls-"
"I know! Would kill to be in my shoes." John finished, she had heard that plenty of times before. "Listen, go find one of them"
"Why?" He asked in a low voice.
Groaning inside John hesitated. She hated that question. How could one word bring so much dread? She wouldn't lie to flatter them, nor would she be too honest as to damage their egos. Every guy had asked her 'why?' and when given the truththey would flip out and start yelling at her 'not to be so high and mighty'. She wasn't, she just had standards.
"Do you truthfully want to know, or do you want to hear what most people would say?" John said, giving him the choice to pick the easy way.
"Truthfully!?" His voice sounded hesitant.
"Zane! You're a nice guy, great kisser and funny, but your unreliable, a slob, you skip school, ignore me when I'm talking, and you insult Sol and Yaron to my face. My name is not 'Doll' it's John. Although your face is pretty, you are far from it where it matters. You could be in time, but right now you're not, and I don't have the time to wait for you." John said as she snapped her cell closed, ending the conversation before he could retort back.
Sol rounded the corner of the closest bookshelf laden with John's bag of books, Yaron followed behind, with an armload of books. Yaron loved to read, and spent every waking moment doing so, much too all his teachers disapproval and anger. John had never seen Yaron open a school text book and he was always top of his class, every year. Sol studied religiously and was continuously second. Sol and Yaron constantly battled and butted heads to see who was the best. Sol had yet to win one competition and they where in their 2nd year of college. John wondered how many defeats it would take for Sol to give up and accept that Yaron was just better at something.
"You're such a nerd, Yaron." John said teasingly.
Sticking his tough out. "At least I'm not a freak."
"Are you going to check them out?" John asked as she pointed her chin in the direction of his armful of books. A quick glance told her there where more that fifteen and each no less then five hundred pages.
"No, I just plan to walk out of the library and take them."
Raising an eyebrow John let out a laugh. "Right! Question?
"Awnser!" Sol said lightheartedly, as a wide grin played across his face.
"Do you believe in Magic?"
"Yes!" Yaron said instantly. Turning on his heel he ran off to find the librarian.
Spinning her head around to look at Sol, John waited for his answer. Sol dropped her blue bag next to her chair and brought his hand to his head to pull on his hair thoughtfully, a habit he'd had since John could remember. "Until I've seen definite proof, it does in fact exist. I'd have to say no. How about you John?"
"I believe so." She said with a half smile.
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With her stomach full to bursting, John sighted happily. Sol had insisted on carrying her to the restaurant. I was around noon by the time they were seated and breakfast was no longer being served. The three of them had been eating at Ruth's Dinner for years. The servers and cook knew them well and had a booth reserved at all times for their favorite customers. The conversation was light at the table as Yaron cracked jokes to keep the laughter going. Occasionally John would catch Sol's eyes while laughing; his face would then flush before he looked down at his plate. Something was going on.
"I can't believe it's still raining!" Yaron said sadly.
"Just don't step in puddles." John said with a smirk.
"What?" Yaron said confused as he rubbed his bare arms for warmth.
"Something my mother used to tell me. If you step in a puddle the gremlins will get you…..or was it shadows?" Frowning John tapped her foot lightly against the wet ground in annoyance.
Shaking his head Yaron laughed. 'Scared of a collection of water molecules?"
"NO!" John said angrily as she readjusted her blue shoulder bag.
"I'd be more worried about getting hit by a car then avoiding puddle in the road." Yaron said evilly.
"Just leave!" John said as she waved a hand at him. "Go read your books."
Nodding Yaron ran off down the street waving. Watching his form disappear into the light drizzle and fog, John twirled around to look thought the Dinner's glass window. Sol was talking intensely with Trevor, a young man with brown hair and spiked hair. From what Sol had told her, Trevor was the same age as him, and wanted to be a pastry chef. He worked weekends at his Aunt's Dinner, to gain practice and pay. Trevor gave Sol a reassuring pat on the back as he pointed towards John thought the window. An unrecognizable expression crossed Sol's face as he gave Trevor and uneven smile and walked out the door to join John in the light rain.
"What's up?"John asked as she raised her eyebrows.
"We need to talk." Sol said solemnly.
"What?" She asked confused.
"Come!" He said as he grabbed her by the wrist and walked towards the local park at a brisk pace.
John followed along as Sol dragged her down the street. While he dragged her, she tried to avoid stepping in puddles and had to stop a few time to walk around one. The delay seemed to agitate Solomon even more. His grip tighten as his eyes stayed glued ahead of him. At the park's entrance he stopped for a second, took a deep breath and continued. John grew worried as he led her towards the middle of the park. A large oak tree stood near the fountain that rippled with an occasional drop of rain. He pulled her under the oaks covering to escape the rain. He let go of her wrist as he turned his back to her. John leaned against the trunk of the large oak and stared at Sol's back weary. The words 'we have to talk' never followed with good news.
"Johnathan?" Sol said as he swirled around to face her.
"Yes? Solomon." John said with a lop-sided grin.
"This is serious!' He snapped.
Putting her hands up in defense, John frowned. "Sorry!"
"Johnathan?"
"Yes?"
"How do you feel about Zane? You've been dating him for three weeks. No one has ever lasted that long."
John let out a relived breath; she hadn't realized she's been holing. She had thought the conversation was going to be about something else. "It's over."
"Over?" Sol asked, his icy blue eyes narrowing.
"Yes! I dumped him."
"When?"
"What are you? My mother?" John said angrily. Sol had never pried into her dating life before, why was he so interested now?
"Just…Please tell me."
"He was ok, I guess. Just not it."
"Not it?"
Letting out a frustrated breath, "Sol, I didn't love him. I liked him, but here was no love between us. The reason I have been dating everyone is because I'm looking fro him."
"Who?" Sol asked as he walked up to her and leaned in close.
"How should I know?"
Leaning in closer until their noses touched. "Try looking in front of you."
Glancing to her right, past Sol's shoulder, John looked out into the rain. "Sol, no one is here but us." She said as she scanned the area.
"How can you be such an idiot?" Sol yelled in anger as he grabbed her shoulders.
"Sol! Let go!" John said as she pushed him away, her eyes wide in fear.
His eyes glowed with anger as he hissed at her "How could you ruin….don't you understand?"
"Sol don't get so worked up." John said as she reached out to feel his forehead and cheeks for a temperature. He always acted strangely when he was sick or overly tired. "Have you been sleeping lately?"
Grabbing her hand, Sol pressed it closer to his cheek as he closed his eyes. Her cool hand soothed his flushed face. She had always had that effect on him "John I feel-."
A streak of gold to her right caught John's attention. Turing her face away, she let go of Sol's. A small blond puppy huddled under a bush. Its eyes wide and scared. A crack of thunder boomed in the distance as the light drizzle became a steady down pour. Spinning around to retrieve the frightened puppy John felt her body fall backwards. Sol gripped her shoulder tightly, his eyes ablaze.
"Why can't you sit and listen?" He said darkly.
"There's a puppy and I was-." John said as she pointed to the wet animal. Sol didn't turn to took. His gazed became as stare as his eyes bore into hers.
"You know what? Never mind!" He screamed over the loud rain, his face livid with anger.
Shocked at his out burst, John shrank back. Solomon never got angry and she had never heard him raise his voice. And it was all channeled at her. Sol was the guy who taught her to skate. The guy who forgave her for accidently breaking his laptop and forgetting their friend-anniversary. The first person she told of her medical problem, and the guy who silently cried on her shoulder when his father died. The Sol standing in front of her, his eyes ablaze, hands clenched and shaking, was not her best friend.
"Sol! Wait!" John cried as he let go of her shoulder and tried to brush past her.
She grabbed his blue jacket to hold him down. He swirled around to glare at her. Then he unzipped his jacket and walked out of it and past her. Stunned John clutched the jacket to her chest, for comfort. Her heart was trembling. Reaching out she grabbed his bare arm, to stop him once again. Sol stiffened at the touch.
"Let go of me!" He cried.
"NO!"
"I'm leaving!"
"You can't!" John begged.
"I am. I'm leaving to attend Domical University." Sol said his eyes cold. The down pour slowed to a light sprinkle as the warm summers night steamed up the air.
"You'er…..What?.... you can't…Why?" John asked as tears rimmed her eyes. He promised he'd wait for her to graduate and then they'd go to Beerteen University together with Yaron. Domical wasn't even on the same continent.
"I can and I am. Now let go!" Sol said as he shoved her hand off his arm roughly.
"No! You can't!" John cried as she flung herself at Sol, wrapping her arms around him.
"Let go of me...you whore." Sol screamed as he reached his peak of anger. "Why would I want someone who flings herself at everyman she see's and I quote 'to see if he's the one"? Well I'm tired of waiting for you to grow up. Goodbye , Johnathan."
John felt her knee's buckle from under her as she watched Solomon walk away. His head held high and his back straight. John thought her heart would shatter. She let out a shaky breath as she clutched the blue jacket closer to her chest. Tears fell from her eyes as she cried. She could have taken verbal abuse from anyone, even her mother, but have Sol say those words? They pierced her heart and ripped through her like a cold blade. His chilled eyes glowed as she remembered his face. Burying her face in the jacket, John let the tears soak the already wet jacket. A soft paw nudged her leg. Looking down from the leather jacket, John let out a small chuckle, through her tears. The golden puppy was lying down next to her. Stretching out her hand John ran her hand through the puppy's dirty fur. He licked her hand lovingly.
"I'm messy, but then so are you." John told the puppy. "Can I name you?'
The ball of fur let out a high pitched bark and wagged his tail.
"Night?'
The puppy growled.
"Honey?"
He nipped her leg.
"Sunshine?'
He glowered at her.
"Then I have no name for you, yet."
He whined tiredly.
Glancing down at Sol's favorite jacket, John grinned widely at the puppy. "Come on. I'll take you home and clean you up" John said wrapping the jacket around the dirty ball of fur. He wiggled in her arms happy as he licked her cheek. Giggling, John stood up carefully.
"You're my guardian aren't you?" John asked as she rubbed his cold nose with hers "Let's have some fun. I've always wanted to jump in a puddle."
Taking a running start, John jumped into the nearest puddle of muddy water. She squealed in delight when the cool water sprayed around, getting her already wet pants dirty. Her face froze as she felt the water reach her calf. The puddle hadn't been that deep. Looking down, John let out a terrified scream as the puppy barked madly. She was sinking into the puddle, Fast. John tried to move but it felt as if cold hands held her in place. Clutching the frightened puppy to her chest, John closed her eyes as she sunk into the puddle. She was sure she'd the first person ever, to sink into and drown in a two inch puddle.
It felt the same as having an attack. Darkness surrounded her and her mind felt sluggish and heavy. She floated along, her panic growing. The puppy whimpered as he buried his face in her hair. In the darkness she felt as light as a feather. Help! A voice called. The voice struck a cord in her chest. She knew the voice. Help me! They said again. Spinning around John tried to determine the origin, she had to help. She wasn't sure why, she just know she had to. A hand grabbed her ankle and pulled her down. It was the same sensation as sinking into the puddle only minus the water. John let out a shriek as she found herself falling through the air.
"Ow!" She cried as she rubbed her head. She had landed on something that had coitioned her fall.
"Are you ok? A light voice said to her right.
Swiveling her head to her right, John's eyes widened. "Yaron? What happened to your hair?"
"My hair?' The short boy said hesitantly, as he reached up to touch his spiked hair.
"Joey are you alright?" Another voice said from behind.
"Yeah, but my name isn't Joey."
The small boy pointed down. Her eyes followed his hand. She was sitting on someone's legs. Blushing John scrambled up. Her wet hair fell down hiding her face. Grumbling, she reached into her pants pocket to retrieve a hair clip. Pinning up her hair with one hand she looked up and screamed.
"Who are you?" John cried as she pointed to the blond boy who sat across from her. 'Oh god, don't tell me. I've finally lost it."
"Who am I? Who are you?" The blond boy shot back.
John felt the world start to spin. This was not happening it had to be a dream. A really bad dream, but something in the back of her mind told her it wasn't. This was really happening.
Wow 4,163 words for the first chapter I'd say that's impressive XD
(1) Gotta get thru this –Daniel Bedingfiled
Review if you feel like it…. Flames are fine by me…..but I would like some water to douse the fire…Tell me what you hate, what you like and what is just plain confusing……. Hope you enjoyed this XD…and if not I'm sorry but I enjoyed writing this…So I will continue!!
Hey Faith hope (XP) you enjoyed this …(your face) jk LOL