Just Thought I'd wrap this up before I headed out on vacation. Yup, this my friend, is the last chapter of this fan fiction!
I just wanted to thank any and all who have read this and supported this little piece, I really appreciate it! This is the first fan fiction I have ever finished! Hooray!
Though, technically, it's not actually finished, I did start a piece that sort of plays off this one, though it's mainly in Rin's Point of View, but there are some Aranea moments as well. I don't know, it's not that great, but if you guys wanted me to post it, I could do that...maybe.
I'm still working on my second original novel, and so I may not have time to edit/work on it, but we'll see.
Anyways, this is where I take my leave for now! Thank you all again for reading and have a wonderful week! -^^-
I woke up to the piercing ring of my alarm clock, my body drenched in sweat and my head spinning every which way, and the feeling of fresh tears was prominent upon my face.
"Easy now girl." I said as I began to sit up in my bed, taking in the scenery around me. After what had just happened, I expected to have awoken in a desert, but here I was, in my modern day room, the light pouring in from the window that stood adjacent to my bed. I look over at my T.V. that sat across from my bed, aiding to the amount of light there was, the screen flashing the preview screen of (1) The Blacklist, a box set I had gotten on a trip to (2) America with my family. I turned back to my window, my bare knee brushing something unfamiliar underneath my sheets, its sensation strange enough that I was drawn towards picking it out from underneath my pillow.
"Gotcha!" I cry, prying the thing from its hiding place, "Bet you thought you could hide from me, eh? Nope, not so my friend, because I am the best!" I hold it up to my T.V to get a better look, ignoring my window which would have probably been a better source of lighting, and notice that it was actually a trading card I had received from my sister who said she had gotten it form a mysterious woman.
"What do you say?" I ask the card, somehow expecting it to answer my question as I began to decipher its wording,
"Ter-Tar-Tra-" It finally hit, and placing a hand over my mouth in complete shock, I began to wonder if it had been this card that had conjured the disturbingly realistic dream I had the night before.
"That can't be true!" I laugh to myself, "You're just a little trading card, you can't do anything like that." I pause for a moment to glance at it with suspicion, "Right?"
"Aranea!" The voice of my sister, Rizu calls from outside my door, "I have your Birthday breakfast made, now come out before it gets cold!"
"Coming!" I reply in a sweet tone as I place the card down on my bed. Now that I thought about it, Tragoedia had taken the form of a girl name Rizu, and my sister was named Rizu? Was that a coincidence?
Trying to push this dream to the furthest corner of my mind, I began to open my window, allowing nature's version of a light bulb to flood my room, and grabbing my clicker, I switched off my T.V, Raymond Reddington being the last character I saw before the T.V. screen transitioned to black. I then remove myself from under my covers in nothing but my (3) Panic at the Disco T-Shirt, another souvenir I purchased from America after listening to one of their songs, and though I didn't quite understand the language they spoke in, I fell in love with the beat and couldn't seem to exile it from my mind.
"Aranea!" Rizu's voice came again, and I could tell by her tone she was getting angry at my slow pace.
"I'm sorry!" I called, going over to turn off my alarm clock then made my way out of my room, greeting the judgmental eyes of my elder sister.
"What took you so long?" She asked, raising a brow, "I have to get to work, and you are my only ride there since mom and dad took the only car on their business trip to America."
Rizu worked as my school's psychologist, helping any of the kids that came to her in a time of mental crisis, but then there was some who just came to her in an excuse to see her due to the opinionated fact that she was "The Hottest Staff Member in the School."
"Sorry, sorry!" I reply, getting myself to my seat as fast as I can so I can devour the meal my loving sister has made for me, steamed rice, Miso soup, grilled fish and Tamagoyaki. Normally, I would only be able to eat about a single piece of toast for breakfast like those cliché anime openings, but since it was my seventeenth birthday, my sister decided the night before that I deserved a little something special, even if a was a big pain in her ass.
"Thanks sis!" I say through a mouth full of rice.
"Yeah, yeah." My sister dismissed, "Just hurry up, I have to get to work!"
"Hey Riz." I began with a nickname I had come up for her a while back, "I had this really weird dream that I thought maybe you could help me with, since you know, your all smart with the brains and stuff!"
"Okay." She sighed, "Just eat and talk, we have to go!"
"Alright." I began as I open with the desert, then finding the silver haired criminal, then finding out I had a super secret 'Spirit Monster' who was known to be the only one of their species in the existence of "Spirit Monsters." And that it liked to be called Rizu, and I was surprised when she didn't even bother to flinch at that fact, and how I had to go on a hunt when I had lost the thief, and he had been the one to destroy my village and then he and the whole palace I had found got into a massive battle and in the end…I was the one to kill him.
"Oh." Was all she replied with as I ended my story with me running out into the desert and finding a quiet place to cry, I told her I most likely died of blood loss since I had lost a lot of blood with the cool insect leg trick.
"Well that's quite interesting." She said, mulling something over in her head, (4) "The first dream of the night last only about five minutes, your's sounded like it lasted longer than that, though it could have only seemed longer to you since you were experiencing it." She placed a finger to her lips, "I suppose it could have also been a lucid dream since you seemed to be able to interact with it, but those are extremely rare, it is said only about 20% of a population experiences one." She trailed off as I finished up my meal.
"Does this mean I'm special?" I ask, looking over at her with a proud smile.
She only giggles in response to this and replies with,
"I suppose it does." She then takes the liberty of noticing I have finished my meal, which makes her expression become stern, "Now if you have finished your meal, go get dressed!"
"Right!" I say, as I jump from my seat and head towards my room, only to turn back and look at her as I remember something crucial in my story,
"Oh yeah, I slept with trading card you gave me, it was the same monster in my dream. Do you think that might have had something to do with the dream?"
"Aran, it's a trading card, it can't do something like that. It was probably just a stress dream."
"My friend Yugi has a pendant that he says can project another person in his mind, and can also take over his body when he's in danger." I mention, not quite sure after I had mentioned it if it would aid in my case of a magical trading card.
"Well, I can't really say anything to that." She shrugs.
"Okay." I nod as I make my way into my room to put on my school uniform.
"Are you coming?" Rizu asked as she stood in front of my motorcycle, her eyes squinting from the bright sunlight.
"Coming!" I reply as I begin to open the front door to our apartment complex, my uniform skirt fluttering in the slight breeze. Man, how I hated wearing skirts, so much so, I once asked our Dean of Students if I could wear the navy blue pants that came with the male uniform, but they denied me the right and I was stuck wearing skirts that any guy had the chance to look up, though if it was an acceptable looking guy, I suppose I wouldn't mind.
"Hey Riz." I began, hopping on my motorcycle, its all-back exterior shimmering in the sunlight, "You know what would be cool?"
"What?" Rizu replied as she then hopped on behind me, her tone suggesting to me she was only humoring me with her curiosity.
"If I had I had a Liz Keen and Rey Reddington relationship with someone!" I say as I began to place my helmet atop my head.
"Why the heck would you want that?" She asked from behind.
(5) "Because, I love how Rey is so protective of Liz, its really cute!" I say with a slight squeal.
"From what I've gathered of that show, that man is #4 on the F.B.I list, or at least that's what I thought it said, I honestly can't understand what they are even saying." She replies with a groan.
"Still, it might be something interesting!" I say with a wink, though with my back turned to her, I doubt she was able to see it.
"Be careful what you wish for, Aran." Rizu says with a slight chuckle as I start the engine of motorcycle, and a few seconds later, we are off.
"For the last time, Jonouchi, my sister will literally kick your ass if you go down to her office." I say as I stand around the small group of my friends who now crowd around my friend Yugi's desk.
"Aww come on." The blonde whines, slouching his shoulders, "What if I really have a condition this time?"
"Oh really, and what is that condition?" My friend Anzu asks, narrowing her eyes at him.
"I think its called having a dick!" I reply with a laugh as the whole group besides Joey bursts out in a fit of laughter.
"Alright class!" The teacher behind me begins with a clap of his hands, "Why don't you all take your seats, we have a new student to introduce to you all before we begin our lesson."
"Oh sweet, something exciting!" I say as I make my way to my seat in anticipation for the introduction of the new student, hoping in secret that it was a relatively cute male.
"Mama needs some entertainment around here, like come on!" I whisper to myself with a laugh as to my great pleasure, a rather attractive young male comes walking in.
"Oh yeah, you'll do just fine." I say with a lick of my lips.
There was something familiar about this man, and I hated to admit it, but the color of his hair reminded me a lot of the thief I had envisioned in my dream, but this kid was way too scrawny to be the thief I imagined, though he was still very cute, and for that, I was grateful.
"It was just a stress dream." I tell myself as the boy begins to introduce himself to the class in front of him.
"My name is Ryou Bakura." The boy begins, "Please to meet you."
"Ha, that name doesn't sound even slightly familiar." I assure to myself as the boy with deep brown eyes is instructed to sit next to Jonouchi.
I watched the boy as he began conversing with my friends, and I began to ask myself, "Why not go over there and talk to him, you're not scare are you?", but for some strange reason, I found myself scared. I began to think of any plausible reason for this, the first thing that came to mind is "Aww, you have a crush on him!" , but I wasn't normally anxious around boys, in fact, any boy I found acceptable enough, my fist instinct was trying to make an advance towards them. Most of the time however, they would just ignore me.
Why was I scared of him? This was insane he wasn't that cute!
"Nah, who am I kidding." I sigh, "I could just pick him up and place him in my purse he's so fucking cute." I then lay my head in my hand, what was wrong with me today?
I was able to muster some courage to go and talk to him, but to my disappointment, a group of females began to form their way around Jonouchi's desk, complaining to him that he was "Hogging Bakura to himself."
"What a bunch of prisses." I huff as Jonouchi began to scream his own displeasure.
The hoard of girls began to lead Bakura out of the classroom, but not before I caught the eyes of the young male looking into mine, and at first, I only assumed he was looking at someone behind me, and my reaction to this was to glance at the group behind me who all looked to be fast asleep on their desks. It was possible he knew one of them. Before I could confirm this, however, he had already been taken away by the gathering of girls, and I was left in a wave of confusion.
It had seemed I had passed out on my desk, because the next thing I knew, there was a sharp ringing in my ear, and an instinct, I thought it was my alarm clock, but upon awakening, I found it was just our lunch bell as I watched the last of my class exit the room.
I stood up, assuming I was the last one to leave, but when I turned around to grab my lunch, I saw the smaller form of Yugi standing right next to my desk, smiling.
"Hey!" He replied, "Sorry I didn't wake you up, you looked like you were having a good nap," He giggled.
I smiled before replying,
"It's alright, man. I appreciate you waiting for me." I then waited him to follow me before making my exit from the classroom.
"It's no problem." He replied with another grin, "The other's would have as well, but I told them I would wait with you so they wouldn't miss lunch."
I gave a laugh as I continued to stare at the smaller boy, his tri-colored hair reminding me of the pharaoh from my dream, though the pharaoh in the dream was much taller then the boy who continued to walk with me to the lunchroom. It was then I remembered the necklace he wore around his neck, and if I recalled, the Pharaoh wore the same necklace around his neck as well.
"Crap!" I blurted out, forgetting for a second Yugi was next to me.
"What is it?" Yugi asked, looking up at me with wide eyes.
I paused, trying to think of a good excuse to give for my inappropriate outburst without having to mention the dream; this was the best I could think of,
"I forgot to shut off the oven."
"Oh." Was all Yugi replied with as he then turned his head down.
"That's okay, I'm sure my house won't burn down." I laughed, knowing full well I had turned the oven off as we made our way into the cafeteria.
"I'm going to go join the group, see you there!" Yugi waved me off as I replied to him with a wave of my own.
I was prepared to join there group, believe me, I was, but then something seemed to grab my attention, this something came in the form of a beautiful girl, her slender form sitting next to the silver haired male that had been introduced to our class a few hours ago.
I was in complete awe, this couldn't have been a joke any more, there were too many coincidences for this whole 'stress dream' to be a joke, for this girl, despite the paler skin and hair, looked like the exact replica of the priestess in training from my dream, I wasn't going crazy.
She must have thought this, because the longer I seemed to stare at her, the more concerned she seemed to grow in my behavior as she turned from having lunch with the silver haired male to gazing in my direction. To my relief, however, a large smile spread across her face as she began to introduce herself,
"Hello there, my name is Rin Kanjiru, what's yours?"
Her voice was like music to my ears, and I began to feel my knees grow weak, why was the two people who made me the most nervous sitting together, was this world conspiring against me or something?
Her concerned look soon told me it was time to introduce myself as well,
"I…I'm" I stuttered, "I'm Aranea, Aranea Viduo."
"Oh, I like that name!" Rin cried, her delicate hands clasping together, "Her name is Latin for Spider Widow, right?"
"Oh!" I paused in surprise, I didn't really know what my name stood for, but Aranea sounded like spider, and Viduo sounded like widow to me, so I decided to agree with her, my heartbeat pounding against my ear.
"Hey." The silver haired male began, his smile bright and cheerful, and by that time, I was going to lose it, "Would you like to sit with us, Miss Viduo?"
"Oh, that's a really sweet gesture!" I reply with my hands held out in defense, as if I thought they would beat on me, "But I think I'm going to sit with some other friends. Some other time okay?"
I watched both nod in unison, their smiles almost identical, as I then began to make my way back to Yugi's table. On my way back, I could have sworn I saw the table of girls who had been following Bakura around all morning, their fiery eyes focused on Rin as my own gaze of flames set itself on them. They would be sorry if they set one single finger one the girl, I could tell you that much.
I stood adjacent to my motorcycle, leaning against its steel form as I waited for my sister to get out of work. As a form of amusement, I began to daydream, staring at the building across from the school as the wind began to whistle through my hair.
"Excuse me." I heard a familiar voice ask from behind me, and from my dazed state, I had wished it to be my elder sister as so we could finally leave, and I could go home and complete my piles of homework, but alas, that was not so.
"Oh, hey Bakura. When did you get there?" I said, turning my form around to look at him. My gaze was soon focused on the top of his hair which seemed to have a mind of its own as it stood with little to no effort on its own, making it seem like he had a form of silver bat wings.
"Hey man, that some sweet hair you got going on." I nodded in approval, "Was it always like that, or am I just really tired."
The response to my question was one that I was not ready to receive, for I soon found the gap between us closing rather quickly, like the caving walls of a hijacked room. He then placed his hand underneath my chin, and in doing so, he brought my mouth to his, closing our gap even further as his lips began to attack mine in a ravenous hunger. (6)
"The fuck?" Was something I wanted to say as I tried to pull away, but each time I tried, he only brought me back, kissing me harder each time.
I began to grow nervous, what if my sister walked out on me making out with this random kid who I just met today, man, was I in for a major ass kicking when I got home. Though I had to say, it was rather nice, despite the fact that the kiss had more force in it than Luke Skywalker and Rey combined. (7)
Just as I was beginning to grow familiar with his lips, familiar with the scent of his essence, he pulled away. And the longer he stood there in silence, the hungrier I grew for one last kiss, and I began to hate myself for wanting it so bad.
After what felt like an hour of torture, he grabbed me in another tight hug, his breath tickling my ear as he whispered,
"My precious Spider, I have finally found you once more."
And all at once, it hit me, that was no stress dream. I wasn't quite sure what it was, but it defiantly wasn't a stress dream, everything leading up to this moment had been too much of a coincidence. That dream must have been a real event in my past, and now, I had to relive it in the modern world.
And the guilt I had felt then, began to crop back up within the pits of my stomach, there was no escaping it now.
I was reliving history.
"Snake…" I whispered into him, my heart pounding from the cluster of emotions I was now feeling.
The words of my sister soon coming to light in my memory,
"Be careful what you wish for, Aran…"
(8)
The More You Know:
1.) Okay, to be fair, I was a "little" obsessed with this show when I was writing this particular piece, but honestly, this show is amazing, if you haven't, you should totally check it out! Especially if your a crime show nerd like me!
2.) Okay, so do they live in Japan, or America? I assume it's Japan since the author of the manga is most likely from Japan, but it's a made up city so...?
3.) Yup, had to throw another reference in there. Man, I am such a pain in the ass!
4.) Okay, so I don't know if this is exactly true, I Googled this, so it could very well be wrong, but hey!
5.) In the show The Blacklist, it's really more of a Father/Daughter relationship between Liz and Raymond, Aranea's obviously speaking in more romantic terms for herself.
6.) Yeah, this is about as much of a 'Lemon' you'll ever get from me, in any Fan Fic, also, What the Fuck?!
7.) Oh my gosh, that was so dumb! So sorry! Also, when will this end?!
8.) Finally! XD
Also, you can all thank the channel Cinema Sins for this title. For those of you who have watched them, I'm sure you know what I mean!
