Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BUT SHADOW AND HER BEY!
Ryuga: You don't have to shout!
me: SHUT UP AND STOP RUINING MY FUN!
Ryuga: Or what?
me: *creepy smile*
Ryuga: ****!
me: GO WITH RYUGAFANGIRL TO THE TRIPLE RAINBOW PONY PRINCESS INSANE ASYLUM WHERE MASAMUNE IS FARTING GLITTER!
Ryuga: You can't make me whaaaa! I TAKE IT BACK! WAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
me: ... I'm sure he'll be fine...
Chapter 3: I Don't Want To!
Ryuga opened my door, obviously irritated.
"You're supposed to be in the training room! Wha-" He froze just as my knife tacked itself on a poster of Doji's face, right on the nose. "Wow... Beyblade isn't the only thing you're getting better at..."
I grunted.
You know, you wake up one morning and you just don't feel like going to school? I felt that wat this morning, just only about training since I don't go to shool. Doji has me homeschooled because when he first met me, he thought I was a plain idiot. Then I threw one of my knives at him. He raged at me, of course. That's when I discovered that I didn't like being yelled at. Ryuga had to stop Doji after he struck me across my face... And it was the bad side. So yeah, I screamed realy lound and it was Ryuga's turn to rage at Doji for hurting his "pet."
I got back at him by giving him a cactus on his birthday.
"I don't want to go! Make someone else go!" I whined at him. " And I don't care if Doji sent you or not!"
Oops. Probably not the best thing I could've said, because the next thing I know he was dragging me to the training room. Apparently, Doji didn't send him. He sent himself.
"Ryuga! You're being a jerk! I can walk on my own you know!"
He stopped and turned around to look at me, noses an inch apart and his eyes narrow and threatening. "You have to go train, even if you don't want to!"
I whimpered. Ryuga had just yelled at me. I looked down at my feet, hoping that he didn't see the small tears welling up in my eye. I guess he noticed.
"Stop cryin', will ya?!"
That made it worse. The salty dropss were now running down my cheek. I can't help it. I guess he forgot I don't like being yelled at. He remembered. He grabbed my chin and tilted my head up so that I would be looking at him. His eyes were wide, but narrowed.
"Stop crying," he said more tenderly.
There's less tears now. My ears perked up as I heard light footsteps. Doji. I'd know those I'm-Superior-to-You footsteps anywhere. I quickly dried my eye on the back of my hand, not wanting Doji to know I had cried. Ryuga roughly grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. Doji saw my red eyes and grinned.
"What's wrong, DEAR?" He emphasized the last word, making my eye narrow.
"What's wrong? Did you hear thunder? Did you see a fire? Where's your Mommy and Daddy? Are they burried?"
Oh, THAT did it. A low growl escaped my lips, surprising both guys. Doji went on.
"I would expect them to be. What happened again, my dear? Did they die? Are they DEAD?"
He laughed. Okay, now I'm completely pissed off. Did he enjoy this?
"Am I too high up, little Miss. Afraid of Heights?"
Okay! He asked for it!
"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU BASTARD!" I shieked, catching the maniac off guard. I tackled him, knocking him down to the ground. I pulled out a knife, but then Doji grabbed my wrists and switched our possitions.
"Doji," warned Ryuga. Doji took my knife from me. "Oh, that needs to be punished!"
I did what both guys would never think I would do. I bit the wrist hoolding me down, drawing blood... It... Actually tasted good. I heard Doji scream. He shouldn't have done that. It only made me bite harder, digging the small fangs I had into the soft flesh. I felt warm arms wrap around my waist and pull, attempting to detach me from Doji's flesh.
"Shadow!"
It was Ryuga. I turned myhead, teeth still sunk in flash, and looked at the teen, eye wide.
"Let go," he said softly, arms tightening. I glared and growled at Doji before I disjoined my teeth from his wrist. And just to scare him, I licked his blood from my lips and teeth, swallowing it. Doji turned green, causing me to smirk as if saying he was pathetic.
"M-Mister Ryuga, don't you know how to control this... Animal?"
Did he just call me...? I tried to reach his throat, but Ryuga's strong arms kept me in place. Five minutes ago I was a weak little girl, and now I'm vicious! I'm pretty sure that's what Ryuga and Doji were thinking the same thought. Ryuga pulled me close to him. I can feel his abs against my back.
"You got her angry."
"So?! That little brat-" I snarled, "should know how to control herself! You!" he shreiked at me, making my animal self wither away. I winced as he yyelled, or shreiked, at me. "You inferior brat! I might as well hand you over to Reiji!"
"Go to Hell," I spat. He knew that snake dude creeped me out.
"Oh no, she's not going anywhere near him!" roared Ryuga. I turned around in his arms and burried my face in his chest. He placed a protective hand on the back of my head.
"Well, she's going somewhere! And she's staying there ubtil she learns how to control herself!"
They staredat each other, violet and gold.
"She's not leaving," growled Ryuga.
"Yes she is! And since she's an official Dark Nebula member, I'll make it an official training trip! Worm your way out of THAT!"
"Why you... She's not under your control!"
"She might as well be! I'm the one letting her have a place to live, eat, and sleep! If I wanted, I could kick her out!"
Kick me out? Can he actually do that?
"Then she would stay in my room!"
"AAh, yes! But what if she doesn't like being in your care?"
"Um... Can the one who actually knows their feelings, that being me, have a say in this?" I asked timidly.
"No, you insolent brat!"
"Don't yell at her!"
I'm getting fed up with them. They don't rule me! They don't decide what to do with my life! They don't even decide my feeling! That's it! "Will you two stop argueing!"
They both froze, shocked by my outburst. "You don't rule my life! You don't decide my feelings for me! You don't evem control those. Stop planning my life for me! Don't I get a say in my future? I'm sick and tired of being bossed around all the time like I'm a slave! I can take being a 'pet', but, again, what about my feelings?"
I breathed heavily. I had never talked to anyone like that. Doji scowled at me, like I was a peice of trash that was left in the park. Salty tears were streaing down my face, my only eye red and puffy. I was shaking uncontrollably as my tensed up nerves were loosening and letting out the tension. I took off down the hallway to my safe place. I heard shouts like "Shadow!" and "Miss. Nox!", but I continued to run as fast as I could, which is pretty fast for my size and being so srawney and weak.
I stopped in front of Ryuga's room and punched in the acces code into the keypad. When the metal door slid open, I reprogrammed the lock to a new password so that nobody else could get inside. I entered his dark room and closed the door, locking it. Now Doji would have to go tothe main computer and hack into the lock system, buut in the time to get here, in that time I could make an all new password.
I heard pounding on the door.
It was probably Ryuga. I turned on some of his heavy metal music so that I wouldn't have to listen to whoever's noisy pounding. "Shadow, let me in."
So it was Ryuga. I turned up the music louder.
"Shadow, open the door!"
"No! I'm sick of my life being planned!"
"Doji's the control freak! Not me!"
I grunted. "That's what they all say. You don't even let me wander alone. Um, hello! That's a little controling!"
"Shadow! You have to remember that Reiji's in the building. You never know what that guy will do to you!"
I've had it. "Ryuga, I'm tired. I need to be alone."
He was silent and I thought he had left when I heard the beeping of buttons leak through the loud music. O yeah. I forgot that Ryuga's a computer genius. I uickly stood up and slid under the bed covers, curling up into a little ball. I heard the door slide open and closed. Of course HE would get in, I thought.
The blaring music was turned off and I heard heavy footsteps aproach the bed. I felt the matress sink and heard the sound of cloth against cloth. He's probably just taking off his boots and socks. I heard a snap and cloth ruffling. Probably his jacket. I felt movement on the king-sized mattress and a warm body behind me. Ryuga's always warm. I don't know why I even bother noticing.
I heard his soft breath in my ear. "I don't mean to control you THAT much. You just have to remember-"
"That I'm your pet."
He was silent. I felt a warm hand caress my cheek. He has a habbit of doing that. Apparently, my skin is that soft.I took a handful of sheets and pulled them over my head. I heard him shuffle to get under the covers too.
He was behind me again, but this time he wrapped an arm around my waist and one under my head, like a pillow, so that I wouldn't escape. "I guess I'm just possesive of you."
"Tch." He just noticed? "You're also bossy to me..."
"Hey, don't pull the bossy card. This isn't Yu-Gi-Oh."
"Wish it was," I mummbled, "I could pull a trap card that would make Doji vanish. Forever."
He chuckled lightly. "I wish it could be that easy, Tiny."
"I told you," I muttered, "I hate that nickname..."
"But I love that nickname. It fits you! You're i5 and you're really short."
I turned to look at him, frowning. "I'm not short, you're just tall!"
"Yeah, I'm 17 and already 6'2. And you're 4'9."
"And a half. I grew half an inch the last two months."
"Yeah, two months." He smirked at me. Teasing normally cheered me up. He pulled me close to him, alowing me to snuggle into his chest. He's so warm.I usually prefer the cold, but when its a comforting warmth like this, I love it.
"Told you, I didn't want to leave bed."
"Uh huh, next time, I'll listen."
And he stroked my hair. I slept with him and next morning, it was as if we all forgot about th arguement the previous day.
Well, almost everybody...
