Age Doesn't Matter
DMoS: Hey there and welcome to another chapter of Age Doesn't Matter. Sorry if took a long time to post the second chapter. I was busy working on my other stories and plus, I had plans over the summer. Anyway, let's go the reviews and then to the chapter.
Mew Aeris: Wow, thank you for the compliment, there will be more to come your way.
Witty Angel: Thanks for the compliment. I'm grateful that you put this story on your favorites.
Tima Yami's Wife: Don't worry, Tima it's an OC for sure. And yes, it's based off a true story.
Sarah the Slayer: Thank you! Its okay, you didn't offend me, thanks for pointing out I had some grammar errors. I never see them, but thanks!
Fairy Dust Angel: Erk… You weren't the first reviewer, and to your question, it's kind of like only you publish original stories, kind of like Fiction Thank you, it is good beginning. You really think there is a connection between Keisha and Yami? Hmmm… Well, I hope you like the second chapter.
AnimeGirl20: Cool! You liked it!
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Chapter 2
Yami
Another day of school has passed. What a waste of valuable time. But, what can I do? In history class, the teacher was teaching about Ancient Egypt, the wrong way. Of course, they got all the places and all of the facts right, but they're forgetting about a certain legacy and the Shadow Games. I sighed, there's some things that needs to be left out, I think. As I continue on my way home, I stop for a moment and looked at the lake.
Couples were hanging out and playing around. I looked away and continue my way home. What am I think? I don't need a girlfriend to be happy. I'm perfectly fine being alone, without a love interest. I finally got to the game shop and went inside. The game shop was empty as I looked around.
I notice a note on the counter, so I went up to it, and picked up the note. "Went grocery shopping, be back later" I read the note. I put the note down and headed towards my room. Once in my room, I decide to work on my homework and extra credit. Suddenly, my cell phone started to ring. I looked at caller ID; it was Yugi. I answered it "Hello?"
"Hey Yami, want to hang out with me, Joey and Tristan at the arcade?" Yugi asked. "I'm sorry, Yugi bur I'm really busy right now" I answered him. I then heard some voices in the background and the next I knew, Joey was on the other line. "C'mon Yami, ya know dat extra credit is a bunch of bull shit!" said Joey. "Joey, I would like to keep my grades up" I said to him. Again, the phone was passed and Tristan was on the other line. "So you made honor roll twice this year" Tristan said.
"Correction, Tristan, three times this year" I corrected Tristan. The phone was passed back to Yugi. "Please Yami? Can you come to the arcade and hang out with us?" Yugi asked. I sighed; half of me wanted to go but the other half wanted me to stay and finish my work. "Yugi, you know I want to, but I have worked to complete" I said to him. "All right" Yugi said a little disappointed. "Maybe this weekend we can hangout?" He asked.
"We'll see" I said. "All right, Yami" Yugi said in a happy tone. "See ya soon" He said and hung up the phone. I hanged up my phone and continue on doing my homework and extra credit.
Two hours and a half had passed and I was done with my work. Mr. Mouto had gotten home from grocery shopping and was watching the shop, and Yugi got home and was halfway done with his homework. I decide to go online and see what's up. As usual, I got reviews for my stories and letters with questions on how I came up the idea, what will happen next, and the most famous question of all, will I be their partner for their next story. I went to my document but then I stopped. I wonder if AngelicGirl20 had the same internet as I do. "Why not try" I said to myself. I went to the site, type in the name in the search engine, and eventually got to her profile.
I clicked on the e-mail logo and got to her e-mail address. To my surprise, she had the same internet as I do. "It's GruadainAngel19, eh?" I said to myself. I clicked on the Instant Message icon, typed her screen name, and then clicked the available button. I was surprise to see she was online. I type my first message and sent it.
Keisha
I saw the Instant Message. Who could be messaging me? I thought. The user's name was Sliverwolf19 and the message was "Hi there" I looked at the message and at the user name and typed "Who are you?" and send the message. I waited for a few moments and then was a response. The message said "I'm the author of the story you reviewed; Shadows of the Forgotten One" I thought for a moment, and then it came to me. This person might be Lone Wolf King.
I typed "Are you Lone Wolf King?" and send it. The response came and the message said "Yes" Then another post come saying "If you are unsure, check my e-mail address" I went to check e-mail address and when I got to the site, and went on his profile. I was surprised when I found out that his e-mail had the same internet. I went back to the Instant Message and typed "Ok, you're right, Lone Wolf King" and send it. Sooner or later we begin chatting.
I was surprised that Lone Wolf King like rock as his favorite type of music just like me. I told him how I like to dance. When he responded, he said "That's a cool hobby. My hobby is Duel Monsters and I won a few tournaments" I'm impressed that he won some tournaments. I asked him why was his penname Lone Wolf King. He responded saying, "I like wolves, I sometimes work alone, and my brother calls me King of Games, since I'm good at games"
So that's the reason why his penname is like that. Never knew that before. We kept talking until it was twelve, midnight. I notice the time and froze. I had school! I told him I had to go to sleep, since it was a school night. He then post and ask me "Will I see you again, tomorrow?"
I responded and told him yes after I finish with my homework. He agreed, bid me good-night, and logged off. Lone Wolf King sounds like a nice guy.
DMoS: That's it for Chapter 2. I hope you enjoyed it. It took me a whole day to finish this. And I hope it's good. Review and no flames.