+Obsidian Glass Rose+
~By Origami Hoshi, Spinel Sun, and Hikari no Genki~
+Chapter One: Pools of Blood+
Ori: Aii! Minna-san, please don't kill us. –hides behind a plushie- We figured since BWC was almost done (it should only be three more chapters at the most) we could start one of the stories we planned on doing.
Suppi: -nod nod- Don't hurt please?
Gen: Mushrooms. Depressed today.
Suppi: Besides, Ori-chan is cheered up by writing, ne?
Ori: ;; Wait a minute… You told them?!
Gen: Mushrooms. Depressed today.
Suppi: ^^;; I think they deserve to know why we took half a month to update.
Ori: -sigh- I guess you're right.
Gen: Mushrooms. Depressed today.
Suppi: -sweatdrop- Okay.. on with our new story!
Ori: Reviews make us happy! ^____^;;
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"Bye, Ryou-kun. Thanks for the ride!"
Bright eyed fifteen-year-old Motou Yuugi hopped out of his friend, sixteen-year-old Takahashi Ryou's sleek, new white car. The white haired boy smiled and nodded a silent, 'You're welcome'.
"Have a good time at Yami's, okay?", Ryou commented, "Kami-sama knows you're the only one who can melt that guy."
Has this happened before?
Yuugi blushed slightly, embarassed, and grinned, replying, "Nah. He's a nice guy once you get to know him." Ryou nodded again and waved his fare-well, driving off down the street.
As soon as the older boy was out of sight, the spikey haired teen walked up the drive-way of the Kurosaki residence. It was a large, mostly white and light peach house, verging on a mansion.
Yuugi walked up the concrete steps to the large, wood double doors leading to the interior of the home. He brushed a blonde bang out of his face, then took a deep breath.
Watch out.
Slowly, he reached out and pressed the doorbell. A faint, muffled chime could be heard from inside the house. Yuugi stood there, waiting for someone to answer the door. He rocked back and forth on his heels for a while, humming a little song he had made up on the spot.
After a while, Yuugi was beginning to worry. He checked his watch. It clearly read 4:06 PM. They were supposed to meet at 4 o'clock. The teen scratched his head a moment, then tried knocking the door.
Surprisingly, it swung open.
"I guess someone didn't closed the door right", Yuugi told himself outloud to convince himself that everything was alright, "I must not've noticed…"
It has happened before.
The home was strangely silent as Yuugi entered. So silent, that even his breathing sounded loud as a whirlwind. He slipped off his black and white sneakers and stepped into the dimly lit from room.
He stepped forward onto something wet. Yuck… Yuugi thought to himself lifting his sock up to inspect it. Something dark stained the white surface. He squinted trying to make out what it was…
Yuugi hopped over to the wall, foot still in his hand, and flicked on a switch…The liquid… was strangley red… A sticky looking..
Watch out… Watch out…
It suddenly dawned on the youth… Blood… Panic over-took his instincts. Surenly, it wasn't blood… Someone must've been hurt. Not Yami? Yuugi shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. //Whoa.. Okay, slow down.. //He thought to himself.. //Just blood. Someone could've have a bloody nose or something…//
Failing to reassure himself, Yuugi pulled his socks off, leaving them by his shoes. He ventured farther into the house, flicking on the lights as he went to shine brightness where he traveled… To help calm the nervousness.
"Hello?", the fifteen-year-old called, forcing his voice to work, "Kurosaki-san? Yami-chan? Is anyone her—Oh.. Kami-sama…"
Blood… blood… red… crimson… staining…
Blood…
Red…
Crimson…
Staining…
"Y-yami-chan…?"
Watch out…
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Yuugi bolted up right in his bed, his sheets drenched with sweat. His heart was pounding loud as a herd of elephants. The young man put a hand to his forehead… He had been dreaming again.
"It's that day again, isn't it, Yuugi-kun?"
A soft voice spoke, reassuring him that he was indeed awake and the nitemare was over. He turned his violet eyes over across the room to the second bed in his dorm where the other twenty-one year old, Ryou, layed on his pillow, looking at Yuugi sadly with his large brown eyes.
"Happy Birthday. And sorry", continued Yuugi's roommate. Ryou knew what he was going through. It had happened to him too.
"Arigato, Ryou…", murmured he, looking at the room clock whose read 12:01 AM in bright red letters. At the thought of that color, Yuugi flinched away. Blood repusled him. That dream scared him.
"It happens every year anyways, don't worry", Yuugi spoke again, smiling weakly, "Besides, today is Saturday, we should enjoy the weekend." Ryou chuckled softly, but his eyes remained so sad.
"I know, but I miss him so much, Yuugi-kun", Ryou said, his voice quiet, "It really hurts. It always does, always has."
"I miss Yami-chan too, Ryou", Yuugi consoled his friend sympathetically, "And I know it must hurt not to have Bakura around anymore." His snowy haired roommate nodded, snuggling down deeper under his covers.
"More than anything."
"More than anything", Yuugi echoed.
"We should get some sleep…", Ryou advised, turning around to face the other direction. Yuugi sighed in agreement and layed back down on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling. How many years had it been? Five? The ache hadn't dulled at all.
Not at all.
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RING RING!!
The phone blared loudly in the ear of twenty-two year old Jounouchi Katsuya. The blonde fell out of his bed, tangled in the sheets, face composed into an expression of groggy surprised. After climbing part way out of the sheets, Jou reached for the phone.
"Moshi.. Moshi... Katsuya speaking..", he muttered, hair a big mess. //What time is it? Breakfast…// He thought, waiting for a reply.
"Hey, Jou-kun. It's Yuugi", answered a quiet voice, "Sorry for calling so late… I couldn't sleep and I didn't want to bother Ryou." Jou sighed. //Must be that day again…// He commented mentally.
"Puppy….", a voice from his roommate whispered affectionately from the bed Jou fell off, "Who is it? Keep it down, will you? Unlike you, some people have busy days tomorrow." 'Puppy' frowned and gave his roommate a repproachful look.
"I'm no puppy, Seto", he growled covering the mouthpeice, "And if you wnt company on that bed, you'll stop calling me that." Seto just chuckled quietly and purred, "Grr.. Puppy's a little grumpy, ne?"
Jou sighed and sat up against the bed. "Hello?", Yuugi's voice came over the line. "Sorry", Jou answered finally, "What's up with you, Yug?" There was a moment of silence.
"Ano... I've been thinking.. About.. You know…", after a while, a hesitant voice came over the line, "And.. I… Yeah… I…" Jou nearly slapped his forehead. Five flippin' years and his friend still wasn't over one cold guy…
"You worry too much", he settled on saying, wondering if after his chat with Yuugi he should eat or get back in bed. Eat or sleep. He weighed his two options absently.
"I don't know, Jou… It's just that… He was just gone…I mean, one minute I find his body…", on the other end, Yuugi shuddered involuntarily at the thought of the blood staining the carpet and his lover's abnormally pale face, "I go call the police.. And .. And he's… Gone.."
"Man, Yug, I know that's kinda weird, but ya know, ya gotta keep goin' sometimes. I mean, he loved you, didn't he?", consulted the blonde, "I'm sure he'd want you to be happy."
"Yeah… I guess.. Thanks, Jou-kun", Yuugi replied, "Sorry again for calling so late. Jaa ne."
"Jaa, Yug."
Click.
"So… About the 'company in the bed' thing…", Seto's voice commented as a finger prodded the back of Jou's head.
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Yuugi hung up his cell phone and unlocked the bathroom door and slipped quietly back into his bed. He placed the cell phone on the nightstand by his bed and layed down on top of the covers, arms and legs spred out. The twenty-one year old stared at the wall, sighing quietly.
"So, what'd he say?"
"Ryou-kun?", Yuugi asked, not really surprised, "Don't you ever sleep?" This remarked was rewarded by another soft chuckled from the albino college student. "Does darkness ever sleep, Yuugi-kun?", he replied.
"Only when morning comes", Yuugi said wisely, "Only when the light strikes from the east."
"You mean, like a vampyre?", Ryou joked, trying to lighten the mood. Both boys chuckled quietly together in the darkness of early morning. Both boys lost in despair, laughing in the dark.
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In the darkness and shelter of a large room, two blonde, tanned children of the night lay side by side, wrapped in crimson silk sheets that pooled around them like the blood they lusted to bath in. The first, with spikier hair, snuggled closer to hs companion, burying his face in the light, golden hair.
"Kiram…", he whispered, voice muffled, "Do shadows lust or love? Desire or devotion?" The other, Kiram, shrugged lightly, replying quietly,"Does it matter when I'm here in your arms?"
"No.. Not really."
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The renowned vampyre lord of deception, Lord Hiraku, sat quietly, black leather clad leg drapped over the arm rest of his 'throne'. He toyed with a crystal ball, watching his spawn wrapped in each others embrace. //Marik… Kiram…// He commented. //Are you done playing yet?//
He watched as Kiram giggled and untangled himself from his lover's grip. //What would you have us do, Hiraku-sama if not play?// Hiraku laughed darkly. So young, so naiive. //Today is special.//
//How, Hiraku-sama?// A third voice, Marik's spoke mentally. //Today, my newly turned vampyres are ready to be taken on their first true hunt. I trust you will be taking them, Marik? Kiram?// He drawled, sounding uninteresting in the work of his spawn as long as it was done according to his will.
//Yes, Hiraku-sama. It will be done.// Hiraku laughed again at the response. He tucked a strand of pale blue haired behind his ear with an elegant finger before bothering himself to answer.
//Good. Take them out tonight after the sun has set.//
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Suppi: And thus we present to you our latest project!
Ori: We'd appreciate any constructive critisism and stuff.
Gen: Mushrooms. Depre—
Suppi: -sweatdrop- That's enough, Gen.
Gen: …
Ori: O.o;; -sweatdrop- Ano.. Okay! So, R + R please! You know you want to. ^^;;
Suppi: And Happy New Year!! ^0^
Ori: Oh yeah! Happy New Year!!
Gen: Mushrooms…-.-;;
Suppi: O__O;; Gee. Are you sure that's not just Meta-chan saying Mushrooms?
Ori: ^^;; You're being so cynical, Gen.
Gen: Mushrooms.
Suppi: Uhm.. Okay.
Ori: ^___^;; If you haven't yet, go read the new chapter of BWC!!
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