Disclaimer: Starter deck- $20
Subbed Videos: $15
Manga Box Set: $280
Watching your mother have a seizure after asking her for all this cash: Priceless
Some things money can't buy, for everything else there's Master Card. Too bad I don't own one.
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Noah: Hey, onna! Where are you?! *finds Bishiehuggler*
*cowers in the corner* The reviewers are gonna kill me! *shivers in fear*
Noah: They can't.
?_? Huh? Io non comprendo.
Noah: -_____-;;; You also can't speak Italian. What I mean is, you have to keep turning out chapters, so they can't lay a finger on you because you can threaten to never update.
*cries* But I'm too nice to threaten!
Noah: *snorts* Maybe Jounouchi can teach you how to beg for mercy.
Jou: NANI?! I'M NOT A DOG!
*glomps Jou* Plleeeaaaaassseeee teach me! *cries a river that could drown the world*
Jou: :S Ummmm...Gggrrrr. Fine. Let's see how pathetic you can get.
THANKIES! *turns to reviewers* Umm...This chapters gonna suck...so, um...yeah.
Jou: No, your supposed to cry and apologize over and over again!
Oh, sorry. *And so Bishiehuggler's difficult training begins...(sounds like the beginning of some RPG or something -____-)*
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Angel's Blood
By: Bishiehuggler
Chapter 11: On Fights and Reunions
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"Hikari! You know I don't want you fighting, so why do you deliberatly go out to catch spies?!"
"Why not? I'm not hurting anything!"
"You're not seeing the point. You might get yourself hurt!"
"That's right. I might. You don't know if I'm going to get hurt or not!"
"AND NEITHER DO YOU!"
Yuugi growled in defiance, but said nothing in retaliation as he trudged up to his room. They had been getting into many quarrels over this subject, Yuugi wanting to help fight, Yugioh being over-protective. The tri-haired boy flopped face first onto his soft bed, the rational emotions of love and understanding being repressed under anger for being treated like a porcelain doll.
'Let's lock him up, then he'd understand.' Tears of frustration began to dampen the pillow. 'Yami-chan doesn't understand how much training Sethkare has put me through just or this occasion!' He abruptly lifted his head. "So da!" He thundered downstairs with a wide smirk on his face. [AN: Picture Yuugi smirking...Kawaii, ne?]
"Yami-chan-" He froze to see Yugioh sitting on a chair at the small kitchen table, head in his hands, looking utterly exhausted. The little teen frowned as he crept up to the fallen angel silently to layed his head on the other's shoulder. Yugioh turned to Yuugi, letting him see the bags under his eyes and the pale tinge of his face. "Yami-chan..." The angel wrapped his arms around Yugioh's neck and planted a small kiss on his cheek.
Yugioh responed by pulling Yuugi onto his lap and whispering an apology into his ear. "Does this mean you've given up?" He asked, a pleading tone in his voice.
"Not exactly..." Yuugi trailed off, the smirk spreading back across his face. "I have a proposition for you-"
"Why does it feel like I'm going to regret this?"
The angel pouted, which made his counterpart unable to keep a small chuckle from escaping. "Just hear me out, Ok?" Yugioh laid back in his chair and beckoned the boy to continue. "I was wondering if you could test me, then, if I prove worthy, I can go out on the field. If you refuse, well, I'll just keep sneaking out."
Yugioh grimaced. His little angel getting hurt was the last thing he wanted and if he was on the field, he could protect Yuugi. The King of Games smiled at Yuugi and said, "What will you do if you lose?"
"I won't. You don't even know what weapon I use, yet I know all your spells and style from when I was alive. Datte, if I do lose, I'll stop trying to prove myself." That seemed to satisfy the other. He let Yuugi down and stood up, walking over to the front door. He stood on the threshold and smirked, making Yuugi blush slightly.
"We'll fight tomorrow. You have a day to back out." The fallen angel turned and left the house. 'He won't win.'
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Yuugi walked into the arena in awe. In a single day, Yugioh had managed to erect a crystal palace of sorts, shining walls thick with spells to make sure any magic used wouldn't bounce back and hurt the bystanders and competetors alike. The pink facets reflected every color shot at it, distorting the image of something simple to a beautiful masterpiece. Yuugi walked up the small steps to the ring, which was about the size of a football field, and the ceiling was about 20 feet high, making flying slghtly hazardous with an angels' wingspan. The teen wrinkled his nose in the realization that it was to become his hindrance, his wings being a more akward shape than Yugioh's. He leapt of the ground and made a few laps around the boundaries, finding that it would be difficult to adjust to.
"You ready yet?" Yugioh called from on the glassy floor. The angel tipped his wings and spiralled to the left side of the arena, his starting spot. Yami walked calmly to the right, unfurling his wings and readying his rapier, swinging it a few times to test its weight. He turned to Yuugi and raised an eyebrow, for the boy was carrying no weapon and wasn't even in fighting stance. "Hikari?"
"Good luck to you, Yami." was all he said in return, making the signal that he was starting. The angel hopped off the ground and immediately disappeared, making the King of Games smile. The crystal walls weren't only for absorbing rampant spells...He saw Yuugi's broken figure up high. With a powerful downward sweep of his wings, he was up to the ceiling and winding his left hand back for a punch. Instead of being successful, his chest met the blunt back end of a spear, none too gently, either. "Yami-kun, you didn't think I'd be that foolish, did you?" The King of Games grimaced a little, rubbing his ribs. He decided that his Hikari shouldn't be taken too lightly.
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A few onlookers were attempting to get in while there were still spaces on the floor in the crystal sparring ring. The room was a buzz as people placed their bets on either angel. Jounouchi snorted in disgust as a few girls giggled over the two, turning to see Anzu do the exact same with some of her friends. 'Stupid girl, always trying to screw Yuugi and Yami up. It's hell just to keep her away from them both.' He twisted his back to scour the crowds for Honda, who was running very late. "How did there get to be so many people here? I thought this was a private competition."
"As long as there is breath in these bodies, word will carry." A low, gravelly voice responded to the musings. Jounouchi turned to come face to face with the cold blue eyes of a young man about his age. The other tilted his long neck up, back to the show, as Jounouchi gazed on, making note of the mysterious air that was present around him. Getting suspicious, the blonde wrote every small detail into his memory, from the boy's deep blue trenchcoat to the way his brown hair hung around his eyes. The other looked back at him, frowning. Jounouchi immediatly turned back to looking for Honda, embarrased. The other smirked. 'You'll be seeing a lot more of me. Don't you worry.'
He turned back up to watch as Yuugi blocked Yugioh's repeated rapier thrusts, then retaliate with his own pattern. He smiled proudly, 'Yugioh has always been fair, this is no exception. He'll have to let Yuugi fight.' He covered his eyes and shrunk back automatically as the King of Games used a blinding light to temporarily stun Yuugi, knocking the long spear out of the boy's hands and sending it crashing to the ground. 'Took long enough.' He knew Yugioh was much better than Yuugi, but the young angel had kept in practice, putting up an excellent fight. As some cheered and others departed, he, with the unknown blonde, stretched themselves and walked over to the two combatants.
As good opponents would, they shook hands and bowed. "Well?" Yuugi asked with all the impatience of a four-year-old.
"Fine," was Yugioh's simple statement. "But you have to stay near me!"
Yuugi smiled and hugged him. "That's what I was planning from the beginning." He saw the brunette striding over to them and called out, "Sethkare-kun!" making Yugioh gape. The High Priest smirked slightly in acknowledgement before turning to the Pharaoh.
"Where's my itouto?"
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Owari!
Noah: *pulls out Yuugi's spear* Keep going!
Yuugi: Hey! Leggo my spear! *grabs it from Noah* I'm gonna make it prettiful!
All: Huh? *watches as Yuugi ties a ribbon on it and holds it up in a salute pose*
Aaaawww! Now that's kawaii! I love his lil' fighting uniform!
Yami: ^_______^ No one is kawaiier than my aibou!
Yuugi: *blushes and smiles*
All: AAAAWWWWW!
R&R and no flames, ppplllleeeeeaaaaasssseee! I know you hate me for not updating, but show some mercy!
Subbed Videos: $15
Manga Box Set: $280
Watching your mother have a seizure after asking her for all this cash: Priceless
Some things money can't buy, for everything else there's Master Card. Too bad I don't own one.
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Noah: Hey, onna! Where are you?! *finds Bishiehuggler*
*cowers in the corner* The reviewers are gonna kill me! *shivers in fear*
Noah: They can't.
?_? Huh? Io non comprendo.
Noah: -_____-;;; You also can't speak Italian. What I mean is, you have to keep turning out chapters, so they can't lay a finger on you because you can threaten to never update.
*cries* But I'm too nice to threaten!
Noah: *snorts* Maybe Jounouchi can teach you how to beg for mercy.
Jou: NANI?! I'M NOT A DOG!
*glomps Jou* Plleeeaaaaassseeee teach me! *cries a river that could drown the world*
Jou: :S Ummmm...Gggrrrr. Fine. Let's see how pathetic you can get.
THANKIES! *turns to reviewers* Umm...This chapters gonna suck...so, um...yeah.
Jou: No, your supposed to cry and apologize over and over again!
Oh, sorry. *And so Bishiehuggler's difficult training begins...(sounds like the beginning of some RPG or something -____-)*
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Angel's Blood
By: Bishiehuggler
Chapter 11: On Fights and Reunions
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"Hikari! You know I don't want you fighting, so why do you deliberatly go out to catch spies?!"
"Why not? I'm not hurting anything!"
"You're not seeing the point. You might get yourself hurt!"
"That's right. I might. You don't know if I'm going to get hurt or not!"
"AND NEITHER DO YOU!"
Yuugi growled in defiance, but said nothing in retaliation as he trudged up to his room. They had been getting into many quarrels over this subject, Yuugi wanting to help fight, Yugioh being over-protective. The tri-haired boy flopped face first onto his soft bed, the rational emotions of love and understanding being repressed under anger for being treated like a porcelain doll.
'Let's lock him up, then he'd understand.' Tears of frustration began to dampen the pillow. 'Yami-chan doesn't understand how much training Sethkare has put me through just or this occasion!' He abruptly lifted his head. "So da!" He thundered downstairs with a wide smirk on his face. [AN: Picture Yuugi smirking...Kawaii, ne?]
"Yami-chan-" He froze to see Yugioh sitting on a chair at the small kitchen table, head in his hands, looking utterly exhausted. The little teen frowned as he crept up to the fallen angel silently to layed his head on the other's shoulder. Yugioh turned to Yuugi, letting him see the bags under his eyes and the pale tinge of his face. "Yami-chan..." The angel wrapped his arms around Yugioh's neck and planted a small kiss on his cheek.
Yugioh responed by pulling Yuugi onto his lap and whispering an apology into his ear. "Does this mean you've given up?" He asked, a pleading tone in his voice.
"Not exactly..." Yuugi trailed off, the smirk spreading back across his face. "I have a proposition for you-"
"Why does it feel like I'm going to regret this?"
The angel pouted, which made his counterpart unable to keep a small chuckle from escaping. "Just hear me out, Ok?" Yugioh laid back in his chair and beckoned the boy to continue. "I was wondering if you could test me, then, if I prove worthy, I can go out on the field. If you refuse, well, I'll just keep sneaking out."
Yugioh grimaced. His little angel getting hurt was the last thing he wanted and if he was on the field, he could protect Yuugi. The King of Games smiled at Yuugi and said, "What will you do if you lose?"
"I won't. You don't even know what weapon I use, yet I know all your spells and style from when I was alive. Datte, if I do lose, I'll stop trying to prove myself." That seemed to satisfy the other. He let Yuugi down and stood up, walking over to the front door. He stood on the threshold and smirked, making Yuugi blush slightly.
"We'll fight tomorrow. You have a day to back out." The fallen angel turned and left the house. 'He won't win.'
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Yuugi walked into the arena in awe. In a single day, Yugioh had managed to erect a crystal palace of sorts, shining walls thick with spells to make sure any magic used wouldn't bounce back and hurt the bystanders and competetors alike. The pink facets reflected every color shot at it, distorting the image of something simple to a beautiful masterpiece. Yuugi walked up the small steps to the ring, which was about the size of a football field, and the ceiling was about 20 feet high, making flying slghtly hazardous with an angels' wingspan. The teen wrinkled his nose in the realization that it was to become his hindrance, his wings being a more akward shape than Yugioh's. He leapt of the ground and made a few laps around the boundaries, finding that it would be difficult to adjust to.
"You ready yet?" Yugioh called from on the glassy floor. The angel tipped his wings and spiralled to the left side of the arena, his starting spot. Yami walked calmly to the right, unfurling his wings and readying his rapier, swinging it a few times to test its weight. He turned to Yuugi and raised an eyebrow, for the boy was carrying no weapon and wasn't even in fighting stance. "Hikari?"
"Good luck to you, Yami." was all he said in return, making the signal that he was starting. The angel hopped off the ground and immediately disappeared, making the King of Games smile. The crystal walls weren't only for absorbing rampant spells...He saw Yuugi's broken figure up high. With a powerful downward sweep of his wings, he was up to the ceiling and winding his left hand back for a punch. Instead of being successful, his chest met the blunt back end of a spear, none too gently, either. "Yami-kun, you didn't think I'd be that foolish, did you?" The King of Games grimaced a little, rubbing his ribs. He decided that his Hikari shouldn't be taken too lightly.
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A few onlookers were attempting to get in while there were still spaces on the floor in the crystal sparring ring. The room was a buzz as people placed their bets on either angel. Jounouchi snorted in disgust as a few girls giggled over the two, turning to see Anzu do the exact same with some of her friends. 'Stupid girl, always trying to screw Yuugi and Yami up. It's hell just to keep her away from them both.' He twisted his back to scour the crowds for Honda, who was running very late. "How did there get to be so many people here? I thought this was a private competition."
"As long as there is breath in these bodies, word will carry." A low, gravelly voice responded to the musings. Jounouchi turned to come face to face with the cold blue eyes of a young man about his age. The other tilted his long neck up, back to the show, as Jounouchi gazed on, making note of the mysterious air that was present around him. Getting suspicious, the blonde wrote every small detail into his memory, from the boy's deep blue trenchcoat to the way his brown hair hung around his eyes. The other looked back at him, frowning. Jounouchi immediatly turned back to looking for Honda, embarrased. The other smirked. 'You'll be seeing a lot more of me. Don't you worry.'
He turned back up to watch as Yuugi blocked Yugioh's repeated rapier thrusts, then retaliate with his own pattern. He smiled proudly, 'Yugioh has always been fair, this is no exception. He'll have to let Yuugi fight.' He covered his eyes and shrunk back automatically as the King of Games used a blinding light to temporarily stun Yuugi, knocking the long spear out of the boy's hands and sending it crashing to the ground. 'Took long enough.' He knew Yugioh was much better than Yuugi, but the young angel had kept in practice, putting up an excellent fight. As some cheered and others departed, he, with the unknown blonde, stretched themselves and walked over to the two combatants.
As good opponents would, they shook hands and bowed. "Well?" Yuugi asked with all the impatience of a four-year-old.
"Fine," was Yugioh's simple statement. "But you have to stay near me!"
Yuugi smiled and hugged him. "That's what I was planning from the beginning." He saw the brunette striding over to them and called out, "Sethkare-kun!" making Yugioh gape. The High Priest smirked slightly in acknowledgement before turning to the Pharaoh.
"Where's my itouto?"
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Owari!
Noah: *pulls out Yuugi's spear* Keep going!
Yuugi: Hey! Leggo my spear! *grabs it from Noah* I'm gonna make it prettiful!
All: Huh? *watches as Yuugi ties a ribbon on it and holds it up in a salute pose*
Aaaawww! Now that's kawaii! I love his lil' fighting uniform!
Yami: ^_______^ No one is kawaiier than my aibou!
Yuugi: *blushes and smiles*
All: AAAAWWWWW!
R&R and no flames, ppplllleeeeeaaaaasssseee! I know you hate me for not updating, but show some mercy!