Tadashi: Yay! 16 reviews! ^_^ I'm happy now ^_^
Yami: *is plotting to kill Tadashi's happy*
Inuyasha: (who has come to join us cuz I told him to) Her happy? How the hell can you kill someone's happy? That sounded weird…
Yami: I don't know yet. But I will!
Yugi: Yami?
Yami: Oro?
Yugi: What did we agree on?
Yami: Not to be mean to Tadashi… oh but Yugi, lookit how happy she is! I just need to destroy her happiness!
Yugi: -_-;
Kenshin: I want my way of speech back! u_u
Inuyasha: Oh quit whining. *crosses arms and legs*
Tadashi: Can I tip you over?
Inuyasha: No, you idiot, you may not.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh and if I did I'd be very rich.
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All It Takes
By Tadashi
Chapter 2: First Encounter
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As I'm sure you're already aware, I'm going to search for the person who saved me from Ushio last week. I realize that searching for someone, going on just their voice and a very vague profile isn't going to get me very far, but I'm willing to give it a shot. Let's just hope this person's not as evil, if not more evil, than Ushio. I've been resting in bed for all week since that jerk punched my lights out.
I've decided to wear my school uniform, just in case this guy's a jerk and decides to jump me or something… ew… and I'm taking my pointy, shiny, broken gold necklace in the shape of an upside down pyramid as a self-defense mechanism.
Great, now that my mind is all empowered on finding this person… can someone tell me where the hell I should start looking?
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New observation: looking for people I don't know is a very big, very pointless, waste of time.
I've looked up and down all of suburbia, and not a trace of said person. I did, however, find a wallet with twenty bucks inside… mine now…
I've just found an old lady and an old man walking together on the sidewalk. How cute, old geezers that still love each other.
"Why hello there, dear!" the old lady says to me. "Sol, look at the nice young child!" the old lady says to her husband.
I twitch a little. I'm not young, nor am I a child. I'm 15 years old, goddamn you! That definitely qualifies as being a teenager, so there.
If I could, I'd stick my tongue out.
"Ya, hi there," I reply.
"Oh! How sweet! Sol, she said hi to me!" the old lady relays the information to her husband.
Hey woah wait a minute… she?! I am not a she! I'm a guy, a boy, a male and a member of the masculin sex! How dare she think I'm female!
Wait, nobody answer that.
"Such a cute little girl!" the old lady pinches my cheek. "Sol, isn't she a cute little girl?"
"Yes, dear. Very cute indeed."
I can feel a vein in my forehead.
"Here, dear. Have a cookie," the old lady produces a chocolate chip cookie the size of a cantaloupe from her purse and hands it to me. Bigass cookie, there, woman.
"Thanks," I reply, walking past them, hoping to get as far away as I can get from them. The vein in my forehead is still pulsing, and I'm rubbing it as hard as I can to make the pain go away.
"Bye now!" the old lady calls, then nudges her husband in the ribs. "Oh, uh, bye!" the old man waves at me.
I hate old people.
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It's been a few hours since I met those crazy old people on the street, and I've devoured most of my huge cookie thing in this lousy search. I've never realized how big Domino City is, and I've lived here my whole life.
In any event, I only have downtown left to search. I'm beginning to wonder if this guy skipped town and fled the country.
I've hopped the city bus and I've just arrived downtown. My God is it smelly, like exhaust fumes, cigarette smoke, and various drugs and toxins that are probably dismantling my lung right now as I breathe. Cough, cough.
As I wander through the streets, my mind, that I thought was impure enough, is being filled with new sights and sounds that I probably shouldn't be hearing at my age.
I pass by a motel thingee, and a couple of thugs are standing outside of it. One of them looks at me and calls out, "Hey baby, lookin for a good time?" I just keep walking, but I turn red as I hear one of them call out after me, "Hey, nice ass!" And several howling noises ensue.
(AN: …hehe… ^^;;)
I've stopped at an ice cream shop to buy some ice cream, and I've gotten some pretty suggestive looks from the customers inside. I think I'm going to walk around outside and eat this.
Note to self: never, ever venture downtown by myself ever again.
As I'm walking, I'm beginning to get a vision… well, more of a vibe, really. Um, there's someone standing in front of me… and they seem kind of… startled about something I did… but what did I do…?
"Hey!"
I jump and realize what I just did. I bumped clean into someone and got my ice cream all over their shirt. That's what my vibe was trying to say.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Here, have a napkin," I hand the person a napkin, and they begin to wipe their shirt with it.
"It's alright, I wasn't really watching where –" he looks up and stops.
I froze. Here's some guy, with the same haircut as me but with yellow stripes, really angular crimson eyes, and a very, very tight leather attire, staring me in the face.
That's him! That's the guy that saved me from Ushio!
Is it a good thing I can hear my eardrums pounding?
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"Can I ask you a question?"
"Shoot." he replies coolly.
"This may sound a little weird, but uh, I think I know you from somewhere… you saved me from this bully…" I feel so dumb.
"Hm? Oh, I know what you're talking about."
"You do?" I blink.
"Uh-huh… not too far from Domino High, last Monday, am I not correct?"
I blink again. "Ya, that's exactly right!"
"I remember that… what do you want to know?" he asks. By now, the two of us have meandered off to a nearby park and he's just sat down on a bench.
"Why exactly did you save me from that guy? I mean, we didn't know each other since about five minutes ago…" I trailed off.
"Well, the truth is, I can't stand those people. You know, bullies and stuff. Picking on weaker people – no offence –"
"None taken,"
"I just hate people like that. And by the looks of things, he's bullied you before." He's staring at me, and it feels like I can feel his stare piercing into me.
I shift uncomfortably and remain silent. It's kinda creepy how he just states the truth like that as if he were me or something, knowing everything I do. I feel as though I've known him for my entire, boring life.
"So I killed him."
That last sentence startled me. "Huh?" I turn to him. He looked completely aloof and careless.
"You heard me; I killed him. Hell, I'd probably do it all over again."
"Why?" I'm curious to know.
"Just for kicks. And so that he can feel what it's like for his victims to suffer."
I shake my head. This guy's too complex for me. Nobody around here's like him. And if I were to kill someone, heaven forbid, I certainly wouldn't be parading it around to someone I just met less than fifteen minutes ago.
"I'm sorry," he says suddenly. "Here I am, just saving you from certain bullies, and you don't even know my name." Very good point.
"Oh! Uh, my name is Yuugi Motou," he gets up off the park bench.
"You may call me Yami. I don't really like my last name," he says, extending his hand. I take it and he pulls me up. He's kind of strong, and his hands are warm.
I look at my watch and nearly freak out when I see the numbers, "5:47" written on it. My parents'll be home soon, and if I'm not there, they'll freak!
"Um, Yami? I kinda have to get home, my parents'll freak if I'm not there and –"
"Say no more," Yami says. "I'll walk you to the bus stop."
I smile and I feel stupid. "Thanks, Yami."
~*~ To Be Continued ~*~
Tadashi: Ah my God… did anybody else think I was too mean to Yuugi with all those weird people in the ice cream shop giving him suggestive looks, the people from the motel commenting on his ass, and the very weird old couple who thought Yuugi was female?
Yuugi, Yami: Hell ya!
Inuyasha, Kenshin, and everyone else hanging around: Hell no!
Yami: But he does have a nice ass… *bends over a bit to look at it*
Yuugi: Yami! *turns red and shrinks down in his seat*
Inuyasha: *sniggers*
Yami: ^^
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Review Thank Yous
To Diamondelle: You shut up ~_~ Of course you do… and I'm spittin, watch *spits on Malik* hehe ^_~ *gets whacked over the head* Ow X_x
To Miss.Naomi_Motou: Yes, I don't think I've ever read a sarcastic Yuugi fic before… ya! I made the first one! ^_^ *is an idiot*
To blue-elf-girl: Thank you, I'm known for being blunt. And it's spelled erasor not errasore… *grin* chalkboard erasor behind you! *points behind Taryn and watches her scream*
To Y-n-Y: Now you listen here, little miss missy… shuddup yo face -.- And I'd threaten you but I don't feel like plotting people's death at the moment. Good as usual? O_o I didn't realize I was "good as usual"… Ra almighty you annoy me.
To rox-the-chaotic-one: Thanx
To No-name critic: Well, I've never done an action fic before, but I have written many a "Yuugi-gets-his-face-punched-in" fic… I'm so mean ^_^;;
To KittKat: Indeed ^_^ And don't you worry, Yuugi found this so-called "lover".
To Miss Matched: Yes, I see how Yuugi getting beat up qualifies as cute… O.o Thanx, but um, I didn't give Yuugi any type of "ball" whatsoever… *doesn't realize the nature of this comment until 3 days later* … Ooh!! ^_^;;;; You're welcome…
To Shining December: Thanx, I will.
To darkshadow-23: *sweatdrops* Am I really that obvious? Stupid dumb luck…
To animé crazed: Thanx, indeed I shall.
To Plusle and Minun: Thanx, and have fun in Japan ^_^
To DigiDudette: I did it because I care ^^;; Actually, I find him a little too naïve at times so I had him have a real eye opening – er, eye-shutting experience ^^;; (eye-shutting since Ushio put his left eye out of comission). Thanx, indeed I shall ^_^
To Hime no Ichigo: You changed your name? But why?? I liked your English name! *clonks* There, now I feel better. And thanx for all the wonderful commentaries, except for the one on my spelling. And what, prey tell, would those spelling mistakes be? And I realize I'm not the best speller, but I couldn't spot any mistakes O.o
To Dragon Child2: I'm glad you liked it, but why am I bad? O.o; Oooh, ya okay I see what you mean. But just cuz I picked on Yuugi, doesn't mean you should too ~_~ And seriously, I keep telling you to seek out professional help on your insomnia. Just do as I say, not as I do.
To Akuma Malick: You liked it? Thanx ^^ And indeed, Yami is verily handsome… hehe… and I'm glad you can imagine me writing Inuyasha stories, cuz I can't ^^;
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Luvvies,
-Tadashi