Always Room For One More!
BW~ Welcome, welcome, all, once again to my FIRST FANFIC EVER! MWUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!! As you pplz should know, today was Kentucky Kids Day and GUESS WHAT!!! My Language Arts teacher gave out cake with icing made out of pure SUGAR!!!!!!! I WENT AROUND AND GAVE PPL HUGS AND SANG KUMBAYA! ALL DAY! (at least for the last period *6th*) WOOHOO!!!
Yami~ *baka* -_-'
Yami Yugi~ *tries to sneak away without being noticed*
BW~ I SEEEEEEEEEEE YOU!!!!!!!! *chases after Yami with fish sticks* *chucks em at Yami one at a time* BEWARE OF DA FIIIIIIIIIIIISHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Yami Yugi~ OH FOR THE LOVE OF RA!!!
BW~ *runs into distance chasing Yami shouting: DO DA DISCLAIMER!!!*
Yami~ Well, Mai, looks like you're up. Wanna give it a try?
Mai~ Why not? It's about time that someone payed attention to the most beautiful duelist!
Yami~ -_-' uhh...... yeah. Just do that disclaimer!
Mai~ Hmph! Mistress Winter does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or any of it's characters. She owns Taylor, Li, her Mother, Father, and maybe that little fountain in the middle of the park. We don't know if that's actually there or not, so......... yeah. I'm done.
Yami~ Good! Let's Go!
/Yami to Hikari/
\Hikari to Yami\
~*~Flashback~*~
***Dream***
'basic thought'
()()()()(passing time)()()()()()
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My POV
"Taylor... Is that.. you?" I stammered. Good Lord, it couldn't be him. No way. Ever since we moved away from California, I haven't seen him. Why now?
He picked me up and twirled me around a bit, much like a (real) dad would do with his little girl. When he put me down, I still just stammered. "But... it... how...?"
"Well, are you just going to stammer or are you going to let me say how I got here?" He said cheerfully. It was him! It was really him!
"Yeah! I mean, I'm sorry, I mean... jeez!!!" I was so happy to see him I didn't know what to say.
"Well... I wanted to move to Japan! Okay, so maybe that isn't as good a reason as I thought, but YOU'RE here! It's better than I imagined!!!" He grinned. I grinned. I hadn't seen him in so long... about 5 years... "Anyways, I made enough money, God knows how, and I'm here to stay for a year!"
"Hey, that's great!" I said. "How long have you been here already?"
"About a month, but I'll be staying until around St. Patrick's Day," he replied. St. Patrick's Day... I suddenly had a memory of him in fifth grade jumping around in a green pair of overallas and a green top hat handing out gold candy... It was kind of funny the way he kept shouting, "Enjoy yourself, me boyo!" And things like that. The 'Day of the Green' was (maybe still is) his favorite holiday. I gave him a huge smile, and for the next couple of hours, we just walked and talked, catching up on the five years we've missed together. Pretty soon, 7:00 came around and I had to leave (forget taking him home; I'd never hear the end of the teasing) and it turned out he had to go too. We parted ways, and I found that it hurt to be away from an old friend like him after five years. 'I'll see him again,' I thought, and continued home.
When I got home, Yami was waiting right inside the door and demanded to know every little detail. It was kinda cute to see him mad like that.
"Who is he?" He demanded.
"A guy I knew a while ago. We lived in California together." I blushed a bit. I do that every time Yami looks in my eyes...
"What's he want?"
"Just to stay in Japan for a little while."
"Why?"
"Don't really know. He just said he wanted to move to Japan."
He just gave me a look. The 'Look' as in "I don't approve; I'll kill him." The PROTECTIVE look. I blushed harder (is that possible...?).
At the dinner table, we were kind of silent, though I don't know why. Finally, Grandpa started up a conversation.
"Well, Li, exactly HOW are you going to get ready for school tomorrow?" He said over his rice.
"Huh?" I wasn't following him.
"Well, don't you need a uniform? And your backpack and homework?" He said.
"Uhhhh........." I hadn't thought of that. "Uh oh."
"What are we going to do?" He answered. He was trying to help me out, but I had no clue how it was helping. Unless he could pull a miracle out of his hat, that is.
I stared at the ceiling, thinking. 'What AM I going to do? Maybe... maybe I could sneak into the house? But what if I'm caught?' Yami was snoring again, and this threw off my train of thought. I finally decided to wake her up. \YAMI! Hey, I could use some help here!!!\
/What... *yawn* Hey, whatd'ya want...?/ I watched her rub her eyes in her Soul Room (forget the pact; I needed HELP) and stand up to face me.
\What am I going to do for school tomorrow?\ I said, throwing my arms out in exasperation. \My uniform! My homework! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!\ I was ready to rip my hair out.
/Let me see... since she was a little kid, who was the 'Master of Stealth'?/ She said.
\Me...\ When I was a kid, I don't know how I did it but I managed to sneak anywhere I wanted... until I was caught then I was caught for good. I also had this thing where I could walk really quiet to sneak up behind someone and scare the living crap out of them.
\So... what do you need help with? There's a tree outside your window, and as I recall, you left your window open....\ She shrugged her shoulders as if to hint at me or something.
At the table, the others waited patiently while I consulted my Yami. They were all familiar with the signs of 'The Trance' *jeez, I've named a lot of things, huh? 'The Look,' 'The Trance'...* until my eyes focused again, and I spoke. "Well... looks like I'm going to have to sneak in."
"WHAT?!" Yami and Yugi shouted together. Then they just went off on all sorts of reasons at once about why it was way too dangerous. I couldn't understand a word of it.
"GUYS!" I yelled, after about thirty seconds of it. "Chill! Look, my dad will most likely be passed out, my mom doing dishes or fixing supper downstairs, and I left the window to my room open! I'll be fine!"
Yami looked worried, but didn't say anything. Yugi was doing the same thing; it was amazing how much they had rubbed off on each other. Grandpa knew he couldn't stop me, so it was silently agreed; I would go by myself tonight and get everything else I needed.
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*three hours later*
It didn't seem like long after, but three hours passed by too quickly. I jumped into a pair of black sweat pants, a black shirt and really soft cloth shoes; I wore tennis shoes over them so they wouldn't get wet off the grass. Finally, I headed downstairs. Grandpa had agreed to drive me within a block of my house; he couldn't be seen just sitting in front of my house waiting for me, because my dad would recognize him (although hopefully he was asleep). Yami started humming 'Mission: Impossible' in my head.
\YOU'RE A REAL HELP!\ I shouted.
Yami just laughed, but she stopped singing, thank God.
I hopped in Grandpa's truck and he drove a couple of blocks, then let me out.
"I'll be waiting here," he said.
/Dun... dun, dun dun DUN dun dun dun DUN DUN DUN.../ Yami sang.
\YAMI!!!!!!!!\
I quietly (and expertly, I might add) slinked across the grass and up the tree. In moments, I was outside my window. It was CLOSED! I hadn't really thought of what to do in case it was closed... the only thing I could do was try to open in without making much noise. I pressed my hands on both bottom sides and pushed up. It squeaked just a little, but not loud enough to attract attention. I opened it only as much as I needed to, about ten inches, folded myself and slipped into my room.
'I can't believe I'm breaking into my own room,' I thought. 'Sneaking OUT of it, yeah, but IN?! Have I lost my mind?' I thought about this for a second. 'Yup.'
Since I had left my tennis shoes at the side of the house, I was able to sneak around on the padded carpet easily. I didn't make a sound... Which is why at the age of seven, I dubbed myself, "Master of Stealth!"
I got in my closet and got a suitcase, and began filling it with uniforms and things I'd need or want to put in my new 'room'. A picture or two... a journal, yadda yadda... it wasnt long before I had to get my duffle bag out and fill it full of stuff (us teenage girls and our wardrobe... *sigh*) This was difficult, considering the noise a duffle bag makes! I kept cursing to myself every time it ruffled loudy *FRIGGIN BAG!!!!* and finally, after ten minutes, I was ready to sneak back out. I lowered my bags into the tree outside my window, and stupid me, I decided to check up on my parents.
I snuck down the hall, crouching, one foot in front of the other, until I reached the staircase. I sat there, where I could catch snags of the conversation.
"Well, Tikarii, it's great that she's gone. We don't have to worry about that little b!t*h anymore." Dad took a swig of his bottle. I sniffed the air. It had taken me this long to notice how bad it smelled in here. Like something crawled up under the house and died. 'Jeez, I'm slow!' I thought.
"Well, I'm just saying. We should move without her. I have a friend that hacks computers really well that can erase every existing file of her."
'Wait!' I thought. 'I don't care if they move, but... what happens when the school can't find any existing files of me? What happens when the ask for them or my parents and then I have to explain myself?' I was in a bind now.
"Nah. We'll just move. If they can't find us, they can't sue us, they can't damage us." Another swig of that God darned bottle.
I heard mom swish some water around a bit, like she was washing dishes. Then dad spoke VERY terrifying words that could ruin this all. "I'm not feeling too good. I'm going to bed." My room was so far down the hall, I had a very slim chance of making it. AS quietly and as quickly as I could, I sprinted down the hall. The second I turned the door, I heard something rushing through the air, then breaking glass on my heel. I tripped and fell halfway into my room, landing on a lot of wood from the broken door.
I heard dad scream, "Tikarii! SHES BACK! GET YOUR @$$ UP HERE NOW!" as he was running after me. It took everything I had to limp towards the window and just plain JUMP out of a second story window. I grabbed the duffle bag strap as I jumped, and stopped halfway down, thanks to a branch catching the bag. I looked up to see my dad trying to get out the window into the tree, but get stuck between the tree and the window. If he moved anymore, he would have fallen all the way down. I took this as a sign from God and grabbed my bags and just booked it towards the truck. Grandpa had the door open waiting for me.
I twisted around, still running, and caught sight of my dad tripping over himself, trying to run after me. I laughed inwardly at the sight. He posed no threat to me while he was drunk, and well...... he just looked funny.
Finally, I reached the truck, threw my bags in, shut the door, and Grandpa, being the crazy guy he is, put the pedal to the medal and we were outta there. Goodbye abuse, hel-looooooooo!!!! new life!!!
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BW~ Happy ending for me! And yes I know it's getting crappier but this sugar just isn't WORKING for me!!!!!
Yami~ Then lay off it!
BW~ -_-' Anyways, I guess I'm not in much of a mood to write pre-stories and post-stories today... so I'm going to let... TEA DO THE PREVIEW!!! *don't ask* AND TEA IF YOU GIVE A SPEECH ABOUT FRIENDSHIP I'LL KNOCK YOU FROM HERE TO... EVIL FISH STICK LAND... and you won't like it there........ nooooooooo sir-reeeeee! They're such downers there! YOU AND YOUR LITTLE HAPPINESS KICK WON'T BE WELCOME! I--
Yami~ Li... go to bed.
BW~ *latches on to Yami Yugi's chest and sleeps* -_- ------ ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz........
Yami Yugi~ -_-'
Tea~ -_-' Next chapter: Li fills the others in on what happened and what she heard! Li's running out of people to do the disclaimer! She's also running out of inspiration! WHAT WILL SHE DO?! WILL HER FRIENDS COME THROUGH FOR HER? WILL FRIENDSHIP PREVAIL!!! WILL--
BW~ *throws mallet in sleep with amazing accuracy*
Tea~ *screams as she lands in Evil Fish Stick Land* OOF! Oh, look... fish sticks!
BW~ Ciao for now! R&R people, and plz go easy on the flames! TY! ^_^
BW~ Welcome, welcome, all, once again to my FIRST FANFIC EVER! MWUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!! As you pplz should know, today was Kentucky Kids Day and GUESS WHAT!!! My Language Arts teacher gave out cake with icing made out of pure SUGAR!!!!!!! I WENT AROUND AND GAVE PPL HUGS AND SANG KUMBAYA! ALL DAY! (at least for the last period *6th*) WOOHOO!!!
Yami~ *baka* -_-'
Yami Yugi~ *tries to sneak away without being noticed*
BW~ I SEEEEEEEEEEE YOU!!!!!!!! *chases after Yami with fish sticks* *chucks em at Yami one at a time* BEWARE OF DA FIIIIIIIIIIIISHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Yami Yugi~ OH FOR THE LOVE OF RA!!!
BW~ *runs into distance chasing Yami shouting: DO DA DISCLAIMER!!!*
Yami~ Well, Mai, looks like you're up. Wanna give it a try?
Mai~ Why not? It's about time that someone payed attention to the most beautiful duelist!
Yami~ -_-' uhh...... yeah. Just do that disclaimer!
Mai~ Hmph! Mistress Winter does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or any of it's characters. She owns Taylor, Li, her Mother, Father, and maybe that little fountain in the middle of the park. We don't know if that's actually there or not, so......... yeah. I'm done.
Yami~ Good! Let's Go!
/Yami to Hikari/
\Hikari to Yami\
~*~Flashback~*~
***Dream***
'basic thought'
()()()()(passing time)()()()()()
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My POV
"Taylor... Is that.. you?" I stammered. Good Lord, it couldn't be him. No way. Ever since we moved away from California, I haven't seen him. Why now?
He picked me up and twirled me around a bit, much like a (real) dad would do with his little girl. When he put me down, I still just stammered. "But... it... how...?"
"Well, are you just going to stammer or are you going to let me say how I got here?" He said cheerfully. It was him! It was really him!
"Yeah! I mean, I'm sorry, I mean... jeez!!!" I was so happy to see him I didn't know what to say.
"Well... I wanted to move to Japan! Okay, so maybe that isn't as good a reason as I thought, but YOU'RE here! It's better than I imagined!!!" He grinned. I grinned. I hadn't seen him in so long... about 5 years... "Anyways, I made enough money, God knows how, and I'm here to stay for a year!"
"Hey, that's great!" I said. "How long have you been here already?"
"About a month, but I'll be staying until around St. Patrick's Day," he replied. St. Patrick's Day... I suddenly had a memory of him in fifth grade jumping around in a green pair of overallas and a green top hat handing out gold candy... It was kind of funny the way he kept shouting, "Enjoy yourself, me boyo!" And things like that. The 'Day of the Green' was (maybe still is) his favorite holiday. I gave him a huge smile, and for the next couple of hours, we just walked and talked, catching up on the five years we've missed together. Pretty soon, 7:00 came around and I had to leave (forget taking him home; I'd never hear the end of the teasing) and it turned out he had to go too. We parted ways, and I found that it hurt to be away from an old friend like him after five years. 'I'll see him again,' I thought, and continued home.
When I got home, Yami was waiting right inside the door and demanded to know every little detail. It was kinda cute to see him mad like that.
"Who is he?" He demanded.
"A guy I knew a while ago. We lived in California together." I blushed a bit. I do that every time Yami looks in my eyes...
"What's he want?"
"Just to stay in Japan for a little while."
"Why?"
"Don't really know. He just said he wanted to move to Japan."
He just gave me a look. The 'Look' as in "I don't approve; I'll kill him." The PROTECTIVE look. I blushed harder (is that possible...?).
At the dinner table, we were kind of silent, though I don't know why. Finally, Grandpa started up a conversation.
"Well, Li, exactly HOW are you going to get ready for school tomorrow?" He said over his rice.
"Huh?" I wasn't following him.
"Well, don't you need a uniform? And your backpack and homework?" He said.
"Uhhhh........." I hadn't thought of that. "Uh oh."
"What are we going to do?" He answered. He was trying to help me out, but I had no clue how it was helping. Unless he could pull a miracle out of his hat, that is.
I stared at the ceiling, thinking. 'What AM I going to do? Maybe... maybe I could sneak into the house? But what if I'm caught?' Yami was snoring again, and this threw off my train of thought. I finally decided to wake her up. \YAMI! Hey, I could use some help here!!!\
/What... *yawn* Hey, whatd'ya want...?/ I watched her rub her eyes in her Soul Room (forget the pact; I needed HELP) and stand up to face me.
\What am I going to do for school tomorrow?\ I said, throwing my arms out in exasperation. \My uniform! My homework! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!\ I was ready to rip my hair out.
/Let me see... since she was a little kid, who was the 'Master of Stealth'?/ She said.
\Me...\ When I was a kid, I don't know how I did it but I managed to sneak anywhere I wanted... until I was caught then I was caught for good. I also had this thing where I could walk really quiet to sneak up behind someone and scare the living crap out of them.
\So... what do you need help with? There's a tree outside your window, and as I recall, you left your window open....\ She shrugged her shoulders as if to hint at me or something.
At the table, the others waited patiently while I consulted my Yami. They were all familiar with the signs of 'The Trance' *jeez, I've named a lot of things, huh? 'The Look,' 'The Trance'...* until my eyes focused again, and I spoke. "Well... looks like I'm going to have to sneak in."
"WHAT?!" Yami and Yugi shouted together. Then they just went off on all sorts of reasons at once about why it was way too dangerous. I couldn't understand a word of it.
"GUYS!" I yelled, after about thirty seconds of it. "Chill! Look, my dad will most likely be passed out, my mom doing dishes or fixing supper downstairs, and I left the window to my room open! I'll be fine!"
Yami looked worried, but didn't say anything. Yugi was doing the same thing; it was amazing how much they had rubbed off on each other. Grandpa knew he couldn't stop me, so it was silently agreed; I would go by myself tonight and get everything else I needed.
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*three hours later*
It didn't seem like long after, but three hours passed by too quickly. I jumped into a pair of black sweat pants, a black shirt and really soft cloth shoes; I wore tennis shoes over them so they wouldn't get wet off the grass. Finally, I headed downstairs. Grandpa had agreed to drive me within a block of my house; he couldn't be seen just sitting in front of my house waiting for me, because my dad would recognize him (although hopefully he was asleep). Yami started humming 'Mission: Impossible' in my head.
\YOU'RE A REAL HELP!\ I shouted.
Yami just laughed, but she stopped singing, thank God.
I hopped in Grandpa's truck and he drove a couple of blocks, then let me out.
"I'll be waiting here," he said.
/Dun... dun, dun dun DUN dun dun dun DUN DUN DUN.../ Yami sang.
\YAMI!!!!!!!!\
I quietly (and expertly, I might add) slinked across the grass and up the tree. In moments, I was outside my window. It was CLOSED! I hadn't really thought of what to do in case it was closed... the only thing I could do was try to open in without making much noise. I pressed my hands on both bottom sides and pushed up. It squeaked just a little, but not loud enough to attract attention. I opened it only as much as I needed to, about ten inches, folded myself and slipped into my room.
'I can't believe I'm breaking into my own room,' I thought. 'Sneaking OUT of it, yeah, but IN?! Have I lost my mind?' I thought about this for a second. 'Yup.'
Since I had left my tennis shoes at the side of the house, I was able to sneak around on the padded carpet easily. I didn't make a sound... Which is why at the age of seven, I dubbed myself, "Master of Stealth!"
I got in my closet and got a suitcase, and began filling it with uniforms and things I'd need or want to put in my new 'room'. A picture or two... a journal, yadda yadda... it wasnt long before I had to get my duffle bag out and fill it full of stuff (us teenage girls and our wardrobe... *sigh*) This was difficult, considering the noise a duffle bag makes! I kept cursing to myself every time it ruffled loudy *FRIGGIN BAG!!!!* and finally, after ten minutes, I was ready to sneak back out. I lowered my bags into the tree outside my window, and stupid me, I decided to check up on my parents.
I snuck down the hall, crouching, one foot in front of the other, until I reached the staircase. I sat there, where I could catch snags of the conversation.
"Well, Tikarii, it's great that she's gone. We don't have to worry about that little b!t*h anymore." Dad took a swig of his bottle. I sniffed the air. It had taken me this long to notice how bad it smelled in here. Like something crawled up under the house and died. 'Jeez, I'm slow!' I thought.
"Well, I'm just saying. We should move without her. I have a friend that hacks computers really well that can erase every existing file of her."
'Wait!' I thought. 'I don't care if they move, but... what happens when the school can't find any existing files of me? What happens when the ask for them or my parents and then I have to explain myself?' I was in a bind now.
"Nah. We'll just move. If they can't find us, they can't sue us, they can't damage us." Another swig of that God darned bottle.
I heard mom swish some water around a bit, like she was washing dishes. Then dad spoke VERY terrifying words that could ruin this all. "I'm not feeling too good. I'm going to bed." My room was so far down the hall, I had a very slim chance of making it. AS quietly and as quickly as I could, I sprinted down the hall. The second I turned the door, I heard something rushing through the air, then breaking glass on my heel. I tripped and fell halfway into my room, landing on a lot of wood from the broken door.
I heard dad scream, "Tikarii! SHES BACK! GET YOUR @$$ UP HERE NOW!" as he was running after me. It took everything I had to limp towards the window and just plain JUMP out of a second story window. I grabbed the duffle bag strap as I jumped, and stopped halfway down, thanks to a branch catching the bag. I looked up to see my dad trying to get out the window into the tree, but get stuck between the tree and the window. If he moved anymore, he would have fallen all the way down. I took this as a sign from God and grabbed my bags and just booked it towards the truck. Grandpa had the door open waiting for me.
I twisted around, still running, and caught sight of my dad tripping over himself, trying to run after me. I laughed inwardly at the sight. He posed no threat to me while he was drunk, and well...... he just looked funny.
Finally, I reached the truck, threw my bags in, shut the door, and Grandpa, being the crazy guy he is, put the pedal to the medal and we were outta there. Goodbye abuse, hel-looooooooo!!!! new life!!!
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BW~ Happy ending for me! And yes I know it's getting crappier but this sugar just isn't WORKING for me!!!!!
Yami~ Then lay off it!
BW~ -_-' Anyways, I guess I'm not in much of a mood to write pre-stories and post-stories today... so I'm going to let... TEA DO THE PREVIEW!!! *don't ask* AND TEA IF YOU GIVE A SPEECH ABOUT FRIENDSHIP I'LL KNOCK YOU FROM HERE TO... EVIL FISH STICK LAND... and you won't like it there........ nooooooooo sir-reeeeee! They're such downers there! YOU AND YOUR LITTLE HAPPINESS KICK WON'T BE WELCOME! I--
Yami~ Li... go to bed.
BW~ *latches on to Yami Yugi's chest and sleeps* -_- ------ ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz........
Yami Yugi~ -_-'
Tea~ -_-' Next chapter: Li fills the others in on what happened and what she heard! Li's running out of people to do the disclaimer! She's also running out of inspiration! WHAT WILL SHE DO?! WILL HER FRIENDS COME THROUGH FOR HER? WILL FRIENDSHIP PREVAIL!!! WILL--
BW~ *throws mallet in sleep with amazing accuracy*
Tea~ *screams as she lands in Evil Fish Stick Land* OOF! Oh, look... fish sticks!
BW~ Ciao for now! R&R people, and plz go easy on the flames! TY! ^_^