Yay! Someone finally made a Yu-Gi-Oh Quiz! My top two people were Malik and
Seto, the sexy bad boys...if you're wondering how a girl got them, for the
first question, you have to put 'Not Sure' or else you'll get Anzu, like I
first did...(shudder)...
Here's the site: http://geocities.com/kitzaku/
Malik: So, you're most like me?
Seto: (shudders) scary...
SGL: Hey! I'm like you, too...
Seto: (pauses)
Seto: (shudders) scary...
Ryou #5: She doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh...she just owns me...the clone...
Ryou: Yep...
SGL: And if anyone wants to see a really HOT picture of Otogi, go to mozlane.ibusinesses.net/~yugioh/, under the character bios...
~*~*~*~
"Ryuuji? Ryuuji? Are you okay?" A gentle old woman furrowed her eyebrows in worry. It was sunset and she was standing in the doorway to Otogi's bedroom. Otogi himself was just laying facedown on his bed which worried Furi, because the Convention was in an hour and Otogi hadn't even begun to get ready yet.
"Ryuuji?" She said gently, before setting herself on the edge of the bed and placing a hand on the back of his head. He sighed a little to acknowledge it.
"Ryuuji, what is it? What's wrong? And I know something's wrong, so don't tell me it's nothing."
He didn't move, but Furi knew it was just a test, to see if she would really listen. After a moment, he sat up and looked her in the eyes, which still startled her after all these years, because they were so beautiful and vivid.
"It's a girl..." He trailed off, blushing.
"A girl?" She raised her eyebrow. "But the handsome, talented, charming Otogi Ryuuji NEVER has any problems with girls." She teased.
Otogi blushed again.
"You've also never blushed over a girl...or over anything..." Furi furrowed her eyebrows again. "She must be special."
"Yeah, she is." Otogi said faintly. "But I'm not the only one who thinks so."
"Who else?"
"Kaiba." He said simply.
"Ah, the rich boy..." Furi sighed. "Well, what are you going to do about it?"
"What do you want me to do? She's already going to the Convention with him."
"So you're not going at all? You're just going to give up?"
"Yeah."
Furi humphed and got up from the bed. "Fine, but the Ryuuji I know would never just give up on something. It seems you've grown weaker."
Otogi just slumped back down onto his bed. "Yeah, so what?"
Furi rarely ever got frustrated with people, but she was becoming annoyed by Otogi's attitude. "Look, you ARE going to get on that handsome suit of yours and you ARE going to that Convention and you ARE going to make that girl forget all about that rich boy even if I have to drag you myself."
"What's the point?" Otogi demanded, more to himself than Furi. "Kaiba's dead rich and she'd be much happier with him.
"Is she that kind of girl?" Furi asked quietly. "Does she care about money?"
"Well, no, but-"
"Then, you have as good a chance as anyone. So go on, get your suit on, I'm getting dressed and driving you down there myself." She turned and walked down the hall.
Otogi knew that if he refused he'd somehow end up with three weeks worth of housework. So he slowly stood up and went over to the closet to get his suit.
~*~*~*~
"Hey, Shizuka! Seto's here!" Jou called up the stairs. Sighing heavily, Shizuka stood up from the chair in the kitchen that she was sitting on, holding her head in her hands. Then, she stepped through the kitchen doors, nervously combing her fingers through her long hair.
'I hope Ryuuji's going to be there...I have to talk to him.' She swept into the living room, right past Jou without speaking to him. She was still angry at him. 'If he still thinks he's getting a ride, he's got another thing coming...'
She went to the door and opened it. Seto wasn't there, instead a chauffeur stood at the door with a bouquet of roses.
"A limousine for a Miss Katsuya?" He asked. Shizuka nodded. "And your brother, miss?"
Growling a little, she stepped out the door with Jou in tow.
~*~*~*~
Otogi groaned as Furi nabbed him by the wrist and started to drag him down the hall, towards the ballroom.
"Now, which one is she?" Furi squinted around at all the girls. She kept pulling him, until they reached a skinny man in his thirties.
"Name?" He asked abruptly.
"Otogi." Ryuuji answered quietly. The man nodded and motioned for them to go inside. Furi kept dragging him, until they were next to a wall mural of a thunderstorm on the rough sea. She planted him there.
"Now, I'm not staying, I wouldn't want to 'cramp your style'..." It was the first remotely comforting she'd said all night. "But if you come home without having even talked to her, you're not getting in the house. I've taken your key and you know that I'll KNOW if you didn't speak to her."
Furi turned and disappeared into the crowd. Otogi sighed and slumped against the mural.
Everything was relatively quiet for a moment, but suddenly, Ryuuji snapped his head up. He didn't know why, he just thought he should.
And there, just stepping in, was Shizuka, followed closely by her brother. Otogi was stunned. He couldn't move.
"She's so beautiful..." He whispered. She wore a pale pink dress and her long hair her flowed about her. And despite the slightly pissed off look on her face, her brown eyes glittered softly with excitement.
He suddenly felt his feet moving towards her, and despite his lack of knowing what to say to her, he didn't stop himself...until Seto came along from out of nowhere. He draped his arm around her shoulders and swept her off, probably to meet some of his rich and powerful friends.
Ryuuji sighed and walked over to the glass case he'd been polishing and arranging earlier. There were now about a hundred of the rarest DM cards in the world sitting in the case on carpets of velvet. And there in the middle, surrounded by security cameras and touch lasers on the inside of the glass, were the three god cards, Obelisk, Ra, and Osirus.
Ryuuji quickly got bored of them, as Obelisk reminded him too much of Seto. He looked around to see if any of his friends had arrived yet. Yugi and Yami were standing next to Sugoroku surrounded by a large group of important-looking people. They were all having a loud discussion on playing strategies and how important they were.
Seto was with Shizuka in another large group that included Malik, Bakura, Honda, and Jou. They weren't talking about duel monsters, just joking around about how late the performing musical group was. Shizuka's face broke out into smile and laughter while Otogi was watching her. He looked away.
'Where's Ryou? And the other girls?' He asked himself. Looking around, he couldn't find them. But he did see quite a few girls giving him the old flirty-smile-and-little-wave. He ignored all of them.
He walked towards the center of the room to see Anzu, Isis, and Mai watching a demo of the new duel discs on the dance floor. And Ryou? He was just leaning against another mural, this one of a calm ocean with a thick fog settled over it.
Otogi walked over to the wall and leaned on it next to Ryou. "Having fun?"
"Like a fat kid at Thanksgiving..." Ryou said with a smile.
Otogi snorted. "Didn't expect to hear that..."
"I didn't expect to say it, but that guy over there is scaring me..." Ryou pointed at a huge, pot-bellied short man raiding the appetizer table.
Otogi only glanced at the man with disgust for a second. Then, his eyes instinctively then slid over to someone else...
"Well, what is it?" Ryou said, unexpectedly.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that something's on your mind that you need to talk about." Ryou said before taking a sip of his punch. But Otogi wasn't paying attention; he was looking at Shizuka again.
"You really like her, huh?" Ryou said simply.
Otogi didn't even try to deny it. "How'd you know?"
"Everyone can see it. It's just the way you look at her." Ryou smiled.
Otogi stared at Ryou for a moment and turned to face the mural. He then started to repeatedly thump his head against the wall, meanwhile holding a conversation with Ryou.
"Why couldn't I ask her before Seto did?"
"Stop it; brain damage isn't going to attract Shizuka..." Ryou paused, probably to sip his punch again, but continued. "Or maybe it will..." Ryou trailed off.
"What are you talking about?" Otogi moaned, finally removing his head from the wall to look at Ryou...
Only Ryou wasn't there, he was now making his way to the punch table. In his place stood Shizuka.
"Shizuka!" Otogi nearly fell backwards.
"Hello, Ryuuji." She smiled. "Are you having fun?"
"Erm...some...what about you? Is Seto introducing you to all those ritzy people?"
"Yeah, but they were kinda boring, so I left." She leaned back against the mural.
After a long silence, Ryuuji opened his mouth and said nervously. "Umm...y- you look...absolutely..."
She turned to face him, her soft brown eyes questioning.
The moment she looked him in the eye, he felt like he suddenly regained his confidence. He smiled and said. "...amazing."
She blushed and looked down at her feet. He smiled again and placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up. She was still blushing.
"I-I promised to show you that balcony, remember?" She reached down to his other hand and curled her fingers around his. "Come on."
Holding his hand, she led him around the dance floor, past two more murals. The first mural depicted a beautiful summer's day with seagulls floating high on the winds and islands dotting the horizon. The second showed the ocean at its angriest. There was a snowstorm blazing across the icy waves, the rough winds knocking chunks out of a rocky island.
Shizuka pulled him around the corner and brought him to a set of glass sliding doors. She pushed them open and they stepped outside.
A chilly breeze immediately circled their ankles, the signal of fall's arrival. They walked out to the curved marble banister and leaned forward against it. The night was beautiful. The entire city was alight with different colors and the pitch black sky shimmered with stars.
Shizuka shivered a little, the breeze was blowing through the thin fabric of her sleeveless dress. Ryuuji saw this and gave her his jacket.
He looked into the sky. "Wow, I'd've thought the city was too bright for us to see the stars."
Shizuka paused and looked up, too. "Nothing's brighter than a star...even if it's a little hard to see; you still know it's there. That's why people make wishes on them."
Ryuuji watched at her. She was still staring up into the sky, her lips slightly parted.
"Make a wish..." He whispered. She turned to him and looked up into his eyes. He started leaning in slowly.
Just inches away, they closed their eyes and she whispered. "What would I wish for?"
And they kissed, softly, just a brushing of the lips. They pulled away a little, never opening their eyes. Ryuuji's right arm hooked itself around her waist and his left hand moved up to touch her cheek and brush away the hair from her face.
"What do you want the most?" He said softly, finally opening his eyes.
She started leaning in again. "You..."
They met in another kiss, this one promising to be deeper, but it was cut short by someone's voice ringing out into the night.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF MY SISTER!"
They snapped their eyes open and turned to the doors where and angry Jou and a shocked Seto were standing.
~*~*~*~
SGL: Cool beans! My first cliffhanger...sorry, if it's bit sappy, I was listening to Bond's Kismet, which has a really romantic feel to it, and Enya which is very poetic, so I might have gone a little overboard with the story.
Seto: How come I can't get the girl?
SGL: Because that would defeat the story's purpose...
Malik: And what about me?
Ryou: And me?
Yugi: And me?
SGL: (mumbles) If one more person says 'and me', I'm going to scream...
Bakura: And me?
SGL: THAT'S IT! YOU'RE ALL GETTING YAOI COUPLES EXCEPT RYUUJI!
ALL: Nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SGL: JK! Not in this story, I'd be highly unpopular...although, I don't know what's wrong with it...
Here's the site: http://geocities.com/kitzaku/
Malik: So, you're most like me?
Seto: (shudders) scary...
SGL: Hey! I'm like you, too...
Seto: (pauses)
Seto: (shudders) scary...
Ryou #5: She doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh...she just owns me...the clone...
Ryou: Yep...
SGL: And if anyone wants to see a really HOT picture of Otogi, go to mozlane.ibusinesses.net/~yugioh/, under the character bios...
~*~*~*~
"Ryuuji? Ryuuji? Are you okay?" A gentle old woman furrowed her eyebrows in worry. It was sunset and she was standing in the doorway to Otogi's bedroom. Otogi himself was just laying facedown on his bed which worried Furi, because the Convention was in an hour and Otogi hadn't even begun to get ready yet.
"Ryuuji?" She said gently, before setting herself on the edge of the bed and placing a hand on the back of his head. He sighed a little to acknowledge it.
"Ryuuji, what is it? What's wrong? And I know something's wrong, so don't tell me it's nothing."
He didn't move, but Furi knew it was just a test, to see if she would really listen. After a moment, he sat up and looked her in the eyes, which still startled her after all these years, because they were so beautiful and vivid.
"It's a girl..." He trailed off, blushing.
"A girl?" She raised her eyebrow. "But the handsome, talented, charming Otogi Ryuuji NEVER has any problems with girls." She teased.
Otogi blushed again.
"You've also never blushed over a girl...or over anything..." Furi furrowed her eyebrows again. "She must be special."
"Yeah, she is." Otogi said faintly. "But I'm not the only one who thinks so."
"Who else?"
"Kaiba." He said simply.
"Ah, the rich boy..." Furi sighed. "Well, what are you going to do about it?"
"What do you want me to do? She's already going to the Convention with him."
"So you're not going at all? You're just going to give up?"
"Yeah."
Furi humphed and got up from the bed. "Fine, but the Ryuuji I know would never just give up on something. It seems you've grown weaker."
Otogi just slumped back down onto his bed. "Yeah, so what?"
Furi rarely ever got frustrated with people, but she was becoming annoyed by Otogi's attitude. "Look, you ARE going to get on that handsome suit of yours and you ARE going to that Convention and you ARE going to make that girl forget all about that rich boy even if I have to drag you myself."
"What's the point?" Otogi demanded, more to himself than Furi. "Kaiba's dead rich and she'd be much happier with him.
"Is she that kind of girl?" Furi asked quietly. "Does she care about money?"
"Well, no, but-"
"Then, you have as good a chance as anyone. So go on, get your suit on, I'm getting dressed and driving you down there myself." She turned and walked down the hall.
Otogi knew that if he refused he'd somehow end up with three weeks worth of housework. So he slowly stood up and went over to the closet to get his suit.
~*~*~*~
"Hey, Shizuka! Seto's here!" Jou called up the stairs. Sighing heavily, Shizuka stood up from the chair in the kitchen that she was sitting on, holding her head in her hands. Then, she stepped through the kitchen doors, nervously combing her fingers through her long hair.
'I hope Ryuuji's going to be there...I have to talk to him.' She swept into the living room, right past Jou without speaking to him. She was still angry at him. 'If he still thinks he's getting a ride, he's got another thing coming...'
She went to the door and opened it. Seto wasn't there, instead a chauffeur stood at the door with a bouquet of roses.
"A limousine for a Miss Katsuya?" He asked. Shizuka nodded. "And your brother, miss?"
Growling a little, she stepped out the door with Jou in tow.
~*~*~*~
Otogi groaned as Furi nabbed him by the wrist and started to drag him down the hall, towards the ballroom.
"Now, which one is she?" Furi squinted around at all the girls. She kept pulling him, until they reached a skinny man in his thirties.
"Name?" He asked abruptly.
"Otogi." Ryuuji answered quietly. The man nodded and motioned for them to go inside. Furi kept dragging him, until they were next to a wall mural of a thunderstorm on the rough sea. She planted him there.
"Now, I'm not staying, I wouldn't want to 'cramp your style'..." It was the first remotely comforting she'd said all night. "But if you come home without having even talked to her, you're not getting in the house. I've taken your key and you know that I'll KNOW if you didn't speak to her."
Furi turned and disappeared into the crowd. Otogi sighed and slumped against the mural.
Everything was relatively quiet for a moment, but suddenly, Ryuuji snapped his head up. He didn't know why, he just thought he should.
And there, just stepping in, was Shizuka, followed closely by her brother. Otogi was stunned. He couldn't move.
"She's so beautiful..." He whispered. She wore a pale pink dress and her long hair her flowed about her. And despite the slightly pissed off look on her face, her brown eyes glittered softly with excitement.
He suddenly felt his feet moving towards her, and despite his lack of knowing what to say to her, he didn't stop himself...until Seto came along from out of nowhere. He draped his arm around her shoulders and swept her off, probably to meet some of his rich and powerful friends.
Ryuuji sighed and walked over to the glass case he'd been polishing and arranging earlier. There were now about a hundred of the rarest DM cards in the world sitting in the case on carpets of velvet. And there in the middle, surrounded by security cameras and touch lasers on the inside of the glass, were the three god cards, Obelisk, Ra, and Osirus.
Ryuuji quickly got bored of them, as Obelisk reminded him too much of Seto. He looked around to see if any of his friends had arrived yet. Yugi and Yami were standing next to Sugoroku surrounded by a large group of important-looking people. They were all having a loud discussion on playing strategies and how important they were.
Seto was with Shizuka in another large group that included Malik, Bakura, Honda, and Jou. They weren't talking about duel monsters, just joking around about how late the performing musical group was. Shizuka's face broke out into smile and laughter while Otogi was watching her. He looked away.
'Where's Ryou? And the other girls?' He asked himself. Looking around, he couldn't find them. But he did see quite a few girls giving him the old flirty-smile-and-little-wave. He ignored all of them.
He walked towards the center of the room to see Anzu, Isis, and Mai watching a demo of the new duel discs on the dance floor. And Ryou? He was just leaning against another mural, this one of a calm ocean with a thick fog settled over it.
Otogi walked over to the wall and leaned on it next to Ryou. "Having fun?"
"Like a fat kid at Thanksgiving..." Ryou said with a smile.
Otogi snorted. "Didn't expect to hear that..."
"I didn't expect to say it, but that guy over there is scaring me..." Ryou pointed at a huge, pot-bellied short man raiding the appetizer table.
Otogi only glanced at the man with disgust for a second. Then, his eyes instinctively then slid over to someone else...
"Well, what is it?" Ryou said, unexpectedly.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that something's on your mind that you need to talk about." Ryou said before taking a sip of his punch. But Otogi wasn't paying attention; he was looking at Shizuka again.
"You really like her, huh?" Ryou said simply.
Otogi didn't even try to deny it. "How'd you know?"
"Everyone can see it. It's just the way you look at her." Ryou smiled.
Otogi stared at Ryou for a moment and turned to face the mural. He then started to repeatedly thump his head against the wall, meanwhile holding a conversation with Ryou.
"Why couldn't I ask her before Seto did?"
"Stop it; brain damage isn't going to attract Shizuka..." Ryou paused, probably to sip his punch again, but continued. "Or maybe it will..." Ryou trailed off.
"What are you talking about?" Otogi moaned, finally removing his head from the wall to look at Ryou...
Only Ryou wasn't there, he was now making his way to the punch table. In his place stood Shizuka.
"Shizuka!" Otogi nearly fell backwards.
"Hello, Ryuuji." She smiled. "Are you having fun?"
"Erm...some...what about you? Is Seto introducing you to all those ritzy people?"
"Yeah, but they were kinda boring, so I left." She leaned back against the mural.
After a long silence, Ryuuji opened his mouth and said nervously. "Umm...y- you look...absolutely..."
She turned to face him, her soft brown eyes questioning.
The moment she looked him in the eye, he felt like he suddenly regained his confidence. He smiled and said. "...amazing."
She blushed and looked down at her feet. He smiled again and placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up. She was still blushing.
"I-I promised to show you that balcony, remember?" She reached down to his other hand and curled her fingers around his. "Come on."
Holding his hand, she led him around the dance floor, past two more murals. The first mural depicted a beautiful summer's day with seagulls floating high on the winds and islands dotting the horizon. The second showed the ocean at its angriest. There was a snowstorm blazing across the icy waves, the rough winds knocking chunks out of a rocky island.
Shizuka pulled him around the corner and brought him to a set of glass sliding doors. She pushed them open and they stepped outside.
A chilly breeze immediately circled their ankles, the signal of fall's arrival. They walked out to the curved marble banister and leaned forward against it. The night was beautiful. The entire city was alight with different colors and the pitch black sky shimmered with stars.
Shizuka shivered a little, the breeze was blowing through the thin fabric of her sleeveless dress. Ryuuji saw this and gave her his jacket.
He looked into the sky. "Wow, I'd've thought the city was too bright for us to see the stars."
Shizuka paused and looked up, too. "Nothing's brighter than a star...even if it's a little hard to see; you still know it's there. That's why people make wishes on them."
Ryuuji watched at her. She was still staring up into the sky, her lips slightly parted.
"Make a wish..." He whispered. She turned to him and looked up into his eyes. He started leaning in slowly.
Just inches away, they closed their eyes and she whispered. "What would I wish for?"
And they kissed, softly, just a brushing of the lips. They pulled away a little, never opening their eyes. Ryuuji's right arm hooked itself around her waist and his left hand moved up to touch her cheek and brush away the hair from her face.
"What do you want the most?" He said softly, finally opening his eyes.
She started leaning in again. "You..."
They met in another kiss, this one promising to be deeper, but it was cut short by someone's voice ringing out into the night.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF MY SISTER!"
They snapped their eyes open and turned to the doors where and angry Jou and a shocked Seto were standing.
~*~*~*~
SGL: Cool beans! My first cliffhanger...sorry, if it's bit sappy, I was listening to Bond's Kismet, which has a really romantic feel to it, and Enya which is very poetic, so I might have gone a little overboard with the story.
Seto: How come I can't get the girl?
SGL: Because that would defeat the story's purpose...
Malik: And what about me?
Ryou: And me?
Yugi: And me?
SGL: (mumbles) If one more person says 'and me', I'm going to scream...
Bakura: And me?
SGL: THAT'S IT! YOU'RE ALL GETTING YAOI COUPLES EXCEPT RYUUJI!
ALL: Nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SGL: JK! Not in this story, I'd be highly unpopular...although, I don't know what's wrong with it...