Note: Hello all! It's the same day as the day when I posted Chapter 5 and
I feel like writing some more! I've decided to write my stories shorter because
I thought about it for a while, and I decided to place myself in you, the
readers, position: I personally hate long stories, at least reading them. So I'm
going to tune it down a few notches so you guys don't have to sit on the
computer for hours reading long stories, at least from me! Please read and
review!
Lying Is Easier Than the Truth By: Ryo-sama Chapter 6
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That morning, Yugi remained very tired. Waking up at 7 o'clock a.m., he sat up from his bed and paced himself to walk over to the wall where the Millennium Ring hung proudly.
Yugi began talking to the Millennium Ring, saying things like, "Man, I sure had to go through a night of living hell to get you, but it was worth it!"
He acted as if the Millennium Ring was like a brand new child. A child so smart, so advanced, and so accelerated that it deserved a trophy for everything it did. He took much pride into account of the inheritance of the Millennium Ring. Yugi walked over to the door of his room and closed it behind him, giving one last glance at the Ring.
Yugi walked down the oak staircase, leading into the living area of the Mutoh household. He walked down the hallway into the bathroom. Sleepily attempting to find the light on the wall of the bathroom, Yugi brightened the room, and shut the door behind him. He looked at the mirror, with the mirror looking back at him.
"Boy, Yugi, you look like crap. You should've went out a little bit earlier last night," said Yugi as he was, with his index finger, rubbing over the blackened sleep lines underneath his eyes, indicating that he got little sleep that night. He reached for his toothbrush that was unnoticeably sitting in the toothbrush holder that was nailed against the wall neat the mirror, with only one fellow companion: Grandpa's toothbrush.
It sounds kind of corny, but the two single toothbrushes sitting alone, together in the toothbrush-holder made Yugi think of Bakura, Yugi's friends, and such. There was no more Bakura, unless Yugi could somehow revive the corpse of Bakura, which would take a lot of effort, time, and determination, but would be all the worthwhile. Were his "friends even his friends anymore? Could he trust them enough to tell them about what had happened this morning? He was unsure. He was unsure if he had any friends, except Grandpa, the remaining toothbrush owner.
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"See ya later, Grandpa!" Yugi said as he grabbed a piece of toast from the kitchen table and fled out of the door, books in hand.
"Have a good time at school, Yugi! Oh and remember to come by and help me with the shop tonight, it's time for the annual sale from 3-9! Try to get your homework done at school so you can help me. Okay?" Grandpa declared.
"Sure thing, Grandpa! Bye!" said Yugi with a grin on his face. He didn't mind helping Grandpa after school, as a matter of fact, he wish it were a more normal thing. Yugi always liked to spend time with his Grandpa. The only thing that Yugi disliked about his Grandpa, which was something that Grandpa couldn't help anyway so it really didn't matter, was the tint of silver to his hair. This only made him be reminded of Bakura, which transformed him from a happy, bouncy teenage boy, into a depressed and saddened little child.
Recently, autumn had slowly, but surely, transformed itself into the cold, windy, and white season most commonly known as winter. Yugi walked outside of the door, closing it behind him. He readjusted his coat, for a more comfortable fitting on him. He grabbed the handrail, which last night had been iced over. Layers upon layers of ice were stacked, making the handrail an inch taller than it's normal height.
"Man, we really got it bad last night after I went to sleep because when Yami and I were out last night, I remember it being frightfully cold, but never remembering anything like this," Yugi said as he scanned the neighborhood, finding out that every house was covered with the same things as his own was: ice and snow.
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School was going by awfully slowly today. Yugi waited impatiently, period after period, waiting for each class to end and a new one to hurriedly begin.
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After school, Yugi grabbed all of his books and excitedly went out the front door of his school, leaving a trail of dust behind. He couldn't be more excited to reach the Turtle Game Shop. Yugi had always loved the big sales. Ever since he was a little boy and saw his first one. And it always was around Christmas time. The customers were mostly kids aged 6 through around 18. Even some adults had came. And sometimes, pros would come in, since the Turtle Game Shop was a world-renowned place for duelists from every nation.
Yugi went into the store and began setting his book bag down in the back corner of the kitchen; the kitchen was a direct pathway into the counter area of the store. Yugi opened the cash register and began counting the money before the sales for statistical reasons for the store's finances. Today, Yugi even appeared before Grandpa. He figured that Grandpa was out making some deals with other game shops. He probably wasn't having any luck either, figuring that most game shops knew about Grandpa's big sales, and didn't want to sell him anything that would promote his sale, leaving the opposing stores in the dust.
Yugi was finally done, so he grabbed some cleaning supplies and walked out into the main floor of the store.
Looking at his clock he stated, "Hmm, it's 2:15 p.m. The lines will start lining up in about a half-hour. better get ready!"
He grabbed the duster, a rag, and some dusting spray from a bag attached to the sweeper. He began to wax all of the wooden tables and stands, and began to dust everything until he noticed something very peculiar.
"Bakura? Is that you?"
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I hope you like it! ^^;; I'm sorry for the cliffhangers, but I always like to leave them there so I know what I want to do in the next chapter. The next chapter in which you will have to ever so patiently wait for! ^_^ Read and Review please! Any comments wanted!!
Lying Is Easier Than the Truth By: Ryo-sama Chapter 6
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That morning, Yugi remained very tired. Waking up at 7 o'clock a.m., he sat up from his bed and paced himself to walk over to the wall where the Millennium Ring hung proudly.
Yugi began talking to the Millennium Ring, saying things like, "Man, I sure had to go through a night of living hell to get you, but it was worth it!"
He acted as if the Millennium Ring was like a brand new child. A child so smart, so advanced, and so accelerated that it deserved a trophy for everything it did. He took much pride into account of the inheritance of the Millennium Ring. Yugi walked over to the door of his room and closed it behind him, giving one last glance at the Ring.
Yugi walked down the oak staircase, leading into the living area of the Mutoh household. He walked down the hallway into the bathroom. Sleepily attempting to find the light on the wall of the bathroom, Yugi brightened the room, and shut the door behind him. He looked at the mirror, with the mirror looking back at him.
"Boy, Yugi, you look like crap. You should've went out a little bit earlier last night," said Yugi as he was, with his index finger, rubbing over the blackened sleep lines underneath his eyes, indicating that he got little sleep that night. He reached for his toothbrush that was unnoticeably sitting in the toothbrush holder that was nailed against the wall neat the mirror, with only one fellow companion: Grandpa's toothbrush.
It sounds kind of corny, but the two single toothbrushes sitting alone, together in the toothbrush-holder made Yugi think of Bakura, Yugi's friends, and such. There was no more Bakura, unless Yugi could somehow revive the corpse of Bakura, which would take a lot of effort, time, and determination, but would be all the worthwhile. Were his "friends even his friends anymore? Could he trust them enough to tell them about what had happened this morning? He was unsure. He was unsure if he had any friends, except Grandpa, the remaining toothbrush owner.
~*~
"See ya later, Grandpa!" Yugi said as he grabbed a piece of toast from the kitchen table and fled out of the door, books in hand.
"Have a good time at school, Yugi! Oh and remember to come by and help me with the shop tonight, it's time for the annual sale from 3-9! Try to get your homework done at school so you can help me. Okay?" Grandpa declared.
"Sure thing, Grandpa! Bye!" said Yugi with a grin on his face. He didn't mind helping Grandpa after school, as a matter of fact, he wish it were a more normal thing. Yugi always liked to spend time with his Grandpa. The only thing that Yugi disliked about his Grandpa, which was something that Grandpa couldn't help anyway so it really didn't matter, was the tint of silver to his hair. This only made him be reminded of Bakura, which transformed him from a happy, bouncy teenage boy, into a depressed and saddened little child.
Recently, autumn had slowly, but surely, transformed itself into the cold, windy, and white season most commonly known as winter. Yugi walked outside of the door, closing it behind him. He readjusted his coat, for a more comfortable fitting on him. He grabbed the handrail, which last night had been iced over. Layers upon layers of ice were stacked, making the handrail an inch taller than it's normal height.
"Man, we really got it bad last night after I went to sleep because when Yami and I were out last night, I remember it being frightfully cold, but never remembering anything like this," Yugi said as he scanned the neighborhood, finding out that every house was covered with the same things as his own was: ice and snow.
~*~
School was going by awfully slowly today. Yugi waited impatiently, period after period, waiting for each class to end and a new one to hurriedly begin.
~*~
After school, Yugi grabbed all of his books and excitedly went out the front door of his school, leaving a trail of dust behind. He couldn't be more excited to reach the Turtle Game Shop. Yugi had always loved the big sales. Ever since he was a little boy and saw his first one. And it always was around Christmas time. The customers were mostly kids aged 6 through around 18. Even some adults had came. And sometimes, pros would come in, since the Turtle Game Shop was a world-renowned place for duelists from every nation.
Yugi went into the store and began setting his book bag down in the back corner of the kitchen; the kitchen was a direct pathway into the counter area of the store. Yugi opened the cash register and began counting the money before the sales for statistical reasons for the store's finances. Today, Yugi even appeared before Grandpa. He figured that Grandpa was out making some deals with other game shops. He probably wasn't having any luck either, figuring that most game shops knew about Grandpa's big sales, and didn't want to sell him anything that would promote his sale, leaving the opposing stores in the dust.
Yugi was finally done, so he grabbed some cleaning supplies and walked out into the main floor of the store.
Looking at his clock he stated, "Hmm, it's 2:15 p.m. The lines will start lining up in about a half-hour. better get ready!"
He grabbed the duster, a rag, and some dusting spray from a bag attached to the sweeper. He began to wax all of the wooden tables and stands, and began to dust everything until he noticed something very peculiar.
"Bakura? Is that you?"
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I hope you like it! ^^;; I'm sorry for the cliffhangers, but I always like to leave them there so I know what I want to do in the next chapter. The next chapter in which you will have to ever so patiently wait for! ^_^ Read and Review please! Any comments wanted!!