STS: I'm back, and here's chapter 4! Yay!
Ryou: ^^
STS: Hey, Yami Bakura?!
Yami Bakura: WHAT?!
STS: Wanna say the disclaimer for me?
Yami Bakura: NO!!!
STS: oh... You're mean...
Ryou: It's his job to be mean... I'll do it if you'd like.
STS: No, I wanted your Yami to do it... *goes of to sulk*
Ryou: I have a strange feeling that if I don't do it, it's not going to be done at all.... Sora the Saria, likes to think she owns Yu-Gi-Oh! but in reality, Kazuki Takahashi owns it.
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Yuki, didn't know where she was going or what she was doing. She didn't know why she'd gotten so angry, and yelled at her mother, or why she'd run out of the house like that. Her rage had blinded her, and she had spoken and acted before thinking. She regretted it now. Not only because the stone pavement on the street was making blisters on her bare feet; not only because it was chilly out and she'd forgotten her jacket. She regretted it because she loved her parents, and she had never done anything like that before.
She continued running absentmindedly down the street her face streaked with tears. The wind blew her multicolored hair behind her.
She didn't know why she was still running, or where she was going. She merely kept running, her head down.
"Yuki! Hey!" She heard a voice cry out merrily.
She looked up quickly, not recognizing the voice at first. Even after seeing the redheaded girl face it took her a moment to comprehend who it was.
Her friend was eyeing her warily. The smile, and the joy that been on her face disappearing the moment she lay her eye's on Yuki's tearstained face. 'Yuki...' She thought to herself as she took in the sight of the girl.
Yuki walked over to the curb in front of the house, and stood in front of Nira. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment, than moved to the lawn and sat down.
They stayed sitting cross-legged on the long green grass, for a long while. They looked at the street, watching as people and cars went by. They did not speak they merely watched. They found that staying quiet, helped them to calm down when they were upset. They would so get lost in the business of those that passed by, that their minds would go blank and they could all most forget their troubles.
This is how they had always solved problems, ever since kinder garden. If they had had a fight, or one of them was upset, they would find a comfortable place, and sit down. There they waited, and watched until they were calm enough to talk it over.
They had an unspoken law that whichever of the two was upset was always the one to speak first, when they were ready; and if they were both upset then, both of them had to be ready, and it didn't matter who spoke first.
This time, Yuki was upset, and so she had to decide when to begin conversation.
Nira watched as a silver Mini-Van rolled by. She knew Yuki would be ready soon. She didn't know how she knew, she just did. She never bothered to wonder why because she knew that Yuki could tell the same about her. Perhaps it was similar to when twins can tell how the other is feeling? They had grown up together, so it was a possibility.
Yuki sighed, breaking the silence. Still watching the street she began to speak, "I'm moving to England." She whispered.
Nira nodded, and she to did not avert her gaze from the street. "Oh." She said equally low. "Your dad got that job, then? When are you leaving?"
"I don't know... I wasn't paying attention... dad might not have even said." Absentmindedly, she pulled out a piece of grass a began twirling it around her fingers. "I don't want to go, Nira"
Nira sighed. She didn't want Yuki to go either. They had been friends for so long that life without Yuki's cheerful smile seemed impossible... And yet it was to be that way, Yuki would have no choice but to leave. "Neither do I." She said as she choked back tears. "But what other choice is there? You can't stay behind, while your parents head off to England."
"I know that... But... I love it here."
Nira, thought for a moment, looking for something to say, that would comfort her friend. "Than I'll be your link. I'll call you every day, and tell you how all of our friends are, I'll take tons of pictures and send them to you. Just because you won't be here with us physically, doesn't mean you can't be an important part of our lives. No one at school will forget you I won't let them... I promise."
Yuki watched as a middle-aged couple, walked passed hand in hand, and she smiled slightly. Tears still flowing down her cheeks she turned to Nira, "And I'll come back to visit whenever I can." She swiped her tears away with her hand. "Thanks, Nira. I overreacted..."
"No, you didn't. I probably would have done the same thing! Come on, what do you say we go beg my mom to make some cookies?" Nira winked. "And not just any cookies... her famous chocolate, coca-nut cookies!"
"OK." Yuki chuckled lightly as they both stood up, and ran into the house.
**********A/N: yummy... Cookies... **
Ray found himself in the center of a large room. The strange circular room was like nothing he had ever seen before. There seemed to be no defined up, or down and it seemed to be endless as everything was painted in the same metallic gray. The room was empty save for a pile of blankets beside him.
Stretching his arms out in front of him, Ray walked slowly forward in search of a wall. It didn't take him to long to find one, and when his fingers touched the hard surface he found it surprisingly warm. Turning to his left, and keeping his right hand on the wall he began walking around the room in search of an exit.
When he had gone around the room once, he sighed and went back to the pile of blankets. There were two doors opposite each other in the room. He had felt their handles sticking out of the wall, but he found when he turned them that both were locked.
Wrapping himself up in the blankets, he closed his eyes, to think. 'Hikari said he'd come, right?' He thought to himself. 'But than what's taking him so long? Shouldn't he be here by now?'
He waited a long while in the large gray room, without a thing changing. The strange silence in the room was so unnerving that when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him he almost fainted. Thankfully, however he was able to keep himself under control.
He stood up and turned around, expecting to see Hikari. Indeed, at first he thought the boy before him was Hikari. But than he saw that this boy's eyes were very narrow, and instead of being Hikari's green they were violet. The boy smirked, holding up shining dagger.
"Who are you?" Ray breathed, slowly backing away from the dagger.
This seemed to anger the other, as he rushed forward and grabbed hold of Ray's shirt color. Putting the dagger against Ray's throat, he scowled. "Idiot," He said threateningly. "I have already discussed this with you! I am your Yami, one of the spirit's of the Millennium ring, and if I were you I would be very careful not to aggravate me."
Ray shivered violently under his Yami's tight grasp, but he nodded once. The fact that a dagger was being held up to his neck was a very good reason not to try to keep Yami happy.
"Good..." The spirit smirked, pressing the dagger harder on the thin layer of skin protecting the boy's neck. Ray shut, his eyes tightly, trying ignore the feel of the cold metal on his flesh.
"Please, Yami-sama where is Hikari?" Ray remembered his Hikari referring to Yami like this, so he hoped that in using it he would not provoke his Yami. It did not work. Yami let go of his shirt color, and took the knife away from his neck. At first he was relived at this, but it was short lived as Yami punched him in the stomach causing him to sprawl backwards. Laying on his back he clutched his stomach trying to catch his breath. "You do not ask the questions around here, mortal." The spirit spat. "I am the master, and don't you ever forget it!" With that he turned around, and stomped away leaving Ray alone.
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STS: ZZZZzzzzzzZZZZzzzz...
Ryou: *whispers* Shhh... She's asleep... I think she's really tired, and I don't want to wake her up. I'm sure she hopes, that you guys like this chapter. She also planned on saying thanks to Tsunamimbw, Yami Bakura Kia for their reviews, but since she's asleep I'll do it ^^. Tsunamimbw, thank you for your review. I wouldn't know your review got messed up... Maybe STS does but... Because she's sleeping... So who knows? Thanks, though! ^^ and thanks, for your reviews Yami Bakura Kia, you really think it's good? I'm sure STS appreciates that.
Yami Bakura: *whispers* You don't want to wake her up, huh?...
Ryou: Nope, ^^
Yami Bakura: Awww... How sweet.
Ryou: *nervous* Y-Yami?...
Yami Bakura: *smirks* *yells* WAKE UP SORA THE SARIA!! TIME TO GET UP!!!!!
Ryou: Yami, no!
STS: BAKURA!!!!! COME HERE!!!!!! *starts chasing after Yami Bakura* YOU CAN NOT JUST GO AROUND WAKING PEOPLE UP!!
Ryou: WAIT! STS! Don't or he'll-oh... Too late... Umm... I think I have to go now... Please R&R. BYE!
Ryou: ^^
STS: Hey, Yami Bakura?!
Yami Bakura: WHAT?!
STS: Wanna say the disclaimer for me?
Yami Bakura: NO!!!
STS: oh... You're mean...
Ryou: It's his job to be mean... I'll do it if you'd like.
STS: No, I wanted your Yami to do it... *goes of to sulk*
Ryou: I have a strange feeling that if I don't do it, it's not going to be done at all.... Sora the Saria, likes to think she owns Yu-Gi-Oh! but in reality, Kazuki Takahashi owns it.
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Yuki, didn't know where she was going or what she was doing. She didn't know why she'd gotten so angry, and yelled at her mother, or why she'd run out of the house like that. Her rage had blinded her, and she had spoken and acted before thinking. She regretted it now. Not only because the stone pavement on the street was making blisters on her bare feet; not only because it was chilly out and she'd forgotten her jacket. She regretted it because she loved her parents, and she had never done anything like that before.
She continued running absentmindedly down the street her face streaked with tears. The wind blew her multicolored hair behind her.
She didn't know why she was still running, or where she was going. She merely kept running, her head down.
"Yuki! Hey!" She heard a voice cry out merrily.
She looked up quickly, not recognizing the voice at first. Even after seeing the redheaded girl face it took her a moment to comprehend who it was.
Her friend was eyeing her warily. The smile, and the joy that been on her face disappearing the moment she lay her eye's on Yuki's tearstained face. 'Yuki...' She thought to herself as she took in the sight of the girl.
Yuki walked over to the curb in front of the house, and stood in front of Nira. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment, than moved to the lawn and sat down.
They stayed sitting cross-legged on the long green grass, for a long while. They looked at the street, watching as people and cars went by. They did not speak they merely watched. They found that staying quiet, helped them to calm down when they were upset. They would so get lost in the business of those that passed by, that their minds would go blank and they could all most forget their troubles.
This is how they had always solved problems, ever since kinder garden. If they had had a fight, or one of them was upset, they would find a comfortable place, and sit down. There they waited, and watched until they were calm enough to talk it over.
They had an unspoken law that whichever of the two was upset was always the one to speak first, when they were ready; and if they were both upset then, both of them had to be ready, and it didn't matter who spoke first.
This time, Yuki was upset, and so she had to decide when to begin conversation.
Nira watched as a silver Mini-Van rolled by. She knew Yuki would be ready soon. She didn't know how she knew, she just did. She never bothered to wonder why because she knew that Yuki could tell the same about her. Perhaps it was similar to when twins can tell how the other is feeling? They had grown up together, so it was a possibility.
Yuki sighed, breaking the silence. Still watching the street she began to speak, "I'm moving to England." She whispered.
Nira nodded, and she to did not avert her gaze from the street. "Oh." She said equally low. "Your dad got that job, then? When are you leaving?"
"I don't know... I wasn't paying attention... dad might not have even said." Absentmindedly, she pulled out a piece of grass a began twirling it around her fingers. "I don't want to go, Nira"
Nira sighed. She didn't want Yuki to go either. They had been friends for so long that life without Yuki's cheerful smile seemed impossible... And yet it was to be that way, Yuki would have no choice but to leave. "Neither do I." She said as she choked back tears. "But what other choice is there? You can't stay behind, while your parents head off to England."
"I know that... But... I love it here."
Nira, thought for a moment, looking for something to say, that would comfort her friend. "Than I'll be your link. I'll call you every day, and tell you how all of our friends are, I'll take tons of pictures and send them to you. Just because you won't be here with us physically, doesn't mean you can't be an important part of our lives. No one at school will forget you I won't let them... I promise."
Yuki watched as a middle-aged couple, walked passed hand in hand, and she smiled slightly. Tears still flowing down her cheeks she turned to Nira, "And I'll come back to visit whenever I can." She swiped her tears away with her hand. "Thanks, Nira. I overreacted..."
"No, you didn't. I probably would have done the same thing! Come on, what do you say we go beg my mom to make some cookies?" Nira winked. "And not just any cookies... her famous chocolate, coca-nut cookies!"
"OK." Yuki chuckled lightly as they both stood up, and ran into the house.
**********A/N: yummy... Cookies... **
Ray found himself in the center of a large room. The strange circular room was like nothing he had ever seen before. There seemed to be no defined up, or down and it seemed to be endless as everything was painted in the same metallic gray. The room was empty save for a pile of blankets beside him.
Stretching his arms out in front of him, Ray walked slowly forward in search of a wall. It didn't take him to long to find one, and when his fingers touched the hard surface he found it surprisingly warm. Turning to his left, and keeping his right hand on the wall he began walking around the room in search of an exit.
When he had gone around the room once, he sighed and went back to the pile of blankets. There were two doors opposite each other in the room. He had felt their handles sticking out of the wall, but he found when he turned them that both were locked.
Wrapping himself up in the blankets, he closed his eyes, to think. 'Hikari said he'd come, right?' He thought to himself. 'But than what's taking him so long? Shouldn't he be here by now?'
He waited a long while in the large gray room, without a thing changing. The strange silence in the room was so unnerving that when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him he almost fainted. Thankfully, however he was able to keep himself under control.
He stood up and turned around, expecting to see Hikari. Indeed, at first he thought the boy before him was Hikari. But than he saw that this boy's eyes were very narrow, and instead of being Hikari's green they were violet. The boy smirked, holding up shining dagger.
"Who are you?" Ray breathed, slowly backing away from the dagger.
This seemed to anger the other, as he rushed forward and grabbed hold of Ray's shirt color. Putting the dagger against Ray's throat, he scowled. "Idiot," He said threateningly. "I have already discussed this with you! I am your Yami, one of the spirit's of the Millennium ring, and if I were you I would be very careful not to aggravate me."
Ray shivered violently under his Yami's tight grasp, but he nodded once. The fact that a dagger was being held up to his neck was a very good reason not to try to keep Yami happy.
"Good..." The spirit smirked, pressing the dagger harder on the thin layer of skin protecting the boy's neck. Ray shut, his eyes tightly, trying ignore the feel of the cold metal on his flesh.
"Please, Yami-sama where is Hikari?" Ray remembered his Hikari referring to Yami like this, so he hoped that in using it he would not provoke his Yami. It did not work. Yami let go of his shirt color, and took the knife away from his neck. At first he was relived at this, but it was short lived as Yami punched him in the stomach causing him to sprawl backwards. Laying on his back he clutched his stomach trying to catch his breath. "You do not ask the questions around here, mortal." The spirit spat. "I am the master, and don't you ever forget it!" With that he turned around, and stomped away leaving Ray alone.
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STS: ZZZZzzzzzzZZZZzzzz...
Ryou: *whispers* Shhh... She's asleep... I think she's really tired, and I don't want to wake her up. I'm sure she hopes, that you guys like this chapter. She also planned on saying thanks to Tsunamimbw, Yami Bakura Kia for their reviews, but since she's asleep I'll do it ^^. Tsunamimbw, thank you for your review. I wouldn't know your review got messed up... Maybe STS does but... Because she's sleeping... So who knows? Thanks, though! ^^ and thanks, for your reviews Yami Bakura Kia, you really think it's good? I'm sure STS appreciates that.
Yami Bakura: *whispers* You don't want to wake her up, huh?...
Ryou: Nope, ^^
Yami Bakura: Awww... How sweet.
Ryou: *nervous* Y-Yami?...
Yami Bakura: *smirks* *yells* WAKE UP SORA THE SARIA!! TIME TO GET UP!!!!!
Ryou: Yami, no!
STS: BAKURA!!!!! COME HERE!!!!!! *starts chasing after Yami Bakura* YOU CAN NOT JUST GO AROUND WAKING PEOPLE UP!!
Ryou: WAIT! STS! Don't or he'll-oh... Too late... Umm... I think I have to go now... Please R&R. BYE!