Yay! I got a review!!! Thank you, StarStruck!
*Cries happily*
*Ryou Bakura walks in*
*stops crying* Huh? how did you get here?
Ryou:...um...your the writer...you tell me.
Oh...um...StarStruck sent you a present lookie! *hands him a large mallet*
Ryou:*smiles* thank you StarStruck! I'm sure I can use this for something...
Yes I'm sure you could *hugs Ryou*
Ryou:o_O Please get off me...
Your sooooo Kawaii! I'll let go if you do the disclaimer. *hands him a peice of paper*
Ryou:Ok, ok! *reads outloud* Saraha does not know Yugioh, she does though own a deck of duel
monster cards, a lot of manga, a bunch of colored pencils, and the rights to hug Ryou Bakura
and his Yami. Wait a min-
*death grip hug*
Ryou:For the love of humanity, someone help me...o_O
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We got to the new apartment by early afternoon and spent the
rest of it unloading our things. By six or so we were starving,
my dad went down the street then to pick up some Chinese food for us.
I however choose to stay and begin reorganizing my room.
The thing was with me you'd think I was somesort school loving
kid or something. A desk, a book shelve, my bed and a side table
were my furniture. I admit I have a lot of books and some manga.
It was fairly easy to fix up the room again and I was done not
long after my dad left. Placing the last of the books on the
shelf I found an old shoe box at the bottom of the box which I
promptly placed on my bed opening the lid eagerly.
Inside where, in neat rows and stacks a large quanity of Duel
Monsters cards. As I've said before I have a sort of addiction
to the popular card game. I sopose if you've never played the
game you wouldn't understand the excitment I get when I play,
the thrill of the battle, the stradiges, just everything was
like a dream for me. Since I've never really had that many friends
it's always been hard to find people to duel againest.
The one time I'd acually sommoned up the curage to play againest
a kid at my old school I had won but, afterward everyone at
school seemed to avoid me. My deck was strange they said, most
people tended to use the most powerful or attrative monsters in
there decks, whilst my own was made up of what they called 'bazzire'
and 'weak' mosters. They couldn't understand how I won or why I
like such things. To tell the truth I'm not completely sure why ether.
I call my deck an 'occult deck' which seems very accurate for it's style.
That was when people first started avoiding me, before that it wasn't odd
at all for me to be picked on nor for giggling, blushing girls approching me.
But that was in the past now, I now carefully picked up my personal
deck from the stacks and stacks of cards easily picking out the deck
from my favorite card I keep on top; the Change of Heart.
"Intresting card is it not?"
I dropped my deck all over the floor. The voice that spoke in the room was
so very firmilor, it was a soft one with a harsh undertone most definatly male
but quiet. The person whom for some reason I could not find the curage to look
up at stepped in front on me and now fingers moved so delictly press under my chin
softly forcing me to look up into the chocolate eyes of a teenage boy. I now knew my mouth
lay open in shock staring in surprise at someone who looked almost exactly like me.
He was taller I could see, by a couple inches at least and wore the same clothes as me
minis the gold necklace I wore. He was most definatly as pale as I was and had the same
long spiky white locks. There was something about hs eyes however that were strange.
They were the same color as my own yet the seemed cold and distant, a kind of void seemed
to cloud them. He was watching me as well a mix of curiousity and annoyment in his
tone when he fanally spoke.
"What are you staring at?"
I couldn't speak. There was something about this person. I felt awe in his preince while
at the same time a sort of fear I could not idenify.
"I asked you a question, baka.", he said frowning at me as I countiued to stare.
Finally he seemed to lose his pachints and rather boldly struck me in the jaw, his
fist a quick blur of pale flesh in the still air. I think it was still the shock, not as much
the punch that propelled me back onto the bed my head hitting painfully againest
the wall my bed was on. It did hurt though, and I could taste coppery blood in my
mouth. Rubbing my head I sat up on the bed looking at the strange teen before me.
He stared blankly back now seated on the opposite side of the bed legs sprawled
about like it was his own. He stretched an arm lazily for a moment before eyeing
where he'd struck me. With the grace of a cat he lay back onto his belly holding head
in hands simply watching me, waiting it seemed.
"W-who are you?" my voice came in shakier that I had hoped reviling my fear.
He snorted a laugh rolling onto his back looking at me upside down. He
smirked and I will say now that this exprestion seemed made for his face.
"You want to know who I am hmmm? Hn. Like I really know. If I did know
why would I tell you little baka?"
I waited for a real ansher to my question. He stared rather bored back at me then growled,
"I soppose you could call me the spirit of the ring..."
He laughed rather insanely as I stared at him in both confusion and fear. His eyes narrowed.
"I'm dead you fool. My soul is bound to that necklace you wear and has been so for ages."
I once more stared quite stupidly at him.
"W...why do you look like me then?"
"I am you I soppose you could say. As you are me."
"That doesn't make sense..."
He rolled his eyes.
"Of course it wouldn't to a baka like you. I am you as much as you are me.
I am the darkness as you are the light. We're soposivly the same though,
with your idoitcy I highly doubt it."
He chuckled darkly now and sat back up in the blink of an eye; a hand now
hovered and inch from the bruise he'd made. He smiled cruly.
"Fear not though, as long as you don't act stupid theres no need for me
to hurt you my host. I don't need much anyway."
The necklace I wore now glowed a strange white light and the enflaming
pain was gone. I could no longer taste blood ether.
"Can't have anyone knowing about me yet hikari. So just do as I say."
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*Cries happily*
*Ryou Bakura walks in*
*stops crying* Huh? how did you get here?
Ryou:...um...your the writer...you tell me.
Oh...um...StarStruck sent you a present lookie! *hands him a large mallet*
Ryou:*smiles* thank you StarStruck! I'm sure I can use this for something...
Yes I'm sure you could *hugs Ryou*
Ryou:o_O Please get off me...
Your sooooo Kawaii! I'll let go if you do the disclaimer. *hands him a peice of paper*
Ryou:Ok, ok! *reads outloud* Saraha does not know Yugioh, she does though own a deck of duel
monster cards, a lot of manga, a bunch of colored pencils, and the rights to hug Ryou Bakura
and his Yami. Wait a min-
*death grip hug*
Ryou:For the love of humanity, someone help me...o_O
-----------------------------------------------------
We got to the new apartment by early afternoon and spent the
rest of it unloading our things. By six or so we were starving,
my dad went down the street then to pick up some Chinese food for us.
I however choose to stay and begin reorganizing my room.
The thing was with me you'd think I was somesort school loving
kid or something. A desk, a book shelve, my bed and a side table
were my furniture. I admit I have a lot of books and some manga.
It was fairly easy to fix up the room again and I was done not
long after my dad left. Placing the last of the books on the
shelf I found an old shoe box at the bottom of the box which I
promptly placed on my bed opening the lid eagerly.
Inside where, in neat rows and stacks a large quanity of Duel
Monsters cards. As I've said before I have a sort of addiction
to the popular card game. I sopose if you've never played the
game you wouldn't understand the excitment I get when I play,
the thrill of the battle, the stradiges, just everything was
like a dream for me. Since I've never really had that many friends
it's always been hard to find people to duel againest.
The one time I'd acually sommoned up the curage to play againest
a kid at my old school I had won but, afterward everyone at
school seemed to avoid me. My deck was strange they said, most
people tended to use the most powerful or attrative monsters in
there decks, whilst my own was made up of what they called 'bazzire'
and 'weak' mosters. They couldn't understand how I won or why I
like such things. To tell the truth I'm not completely sure why ether.
I call my deck an 'occult deck' which seems very accurate for it's style.
That was when people first started avoiding me, before that it wasn't odd
at all for me to be picked on nor for giggling, blushing girls approching me.
But that was in the past now, I now carefully picked up my personal
deck from the stacks and stacks of cards easily picking out the deck
from my favorite card I keep on top; the Change of Heart.
"Intresting card is it not?"
I dropped my deck all over the floor. The voice that spoke in the room was
so very firmilor, it was a soft one with a harsh undertone most definatly male
but quiet. The person whom for some reason I could not find the curage to look
up at stepped in front on me and now fingers moved so delictly press under my chin
softly forcing me to look up into the chocolate eyes of a teenage boy. I now knew my mouth
lay open in shock staring in surprise at someone who looked almost exactly like me.
He was taller I could see, by a couple inches at least and wore the same clothes as me
minis the gold necklace I wore. He was most definatly as pale as I was and had the same
long spiky white locks. There was something about hs eyes however that were strange.
They were the same color as my own yet the seemed cold and distant, a kind of void seemed
to cloud them. He was watching me as well a mix of curiousity and annoyment in his
tone when he fanally spoke.
"What are you staring at?"
I couldn't speak. There was something about this person. I felt awe in his preince while
at the same time a sort of fear I could not idenify.
"I asked you a question, baka.", he said frowning at me as I countiued to stare.
Finally he seemed to lose his pachints and rather boldly struck me in the jaw, his
fist a quick blur of pale flesh in the still air. I think it was still the shock, not as much
the punch that propelled me back onto the bed my head hitting painfully againest
the wall my bed was on. It did hurt though, and I could taste coppery blood in my
mouth. Rubbing my head I sat up on the bed looking at the strange teen before me.
He stared blankly back now seated on the opposite side of the bed legs sprawled
about like it was his own. He stretched an arm lazily for a moment before eyeing
where he'd struck me. With the grace of a cat he lay back onto his belly holding head
in hands simply watching me, waiting it seemed.
"W-who are you?" my voice came in shakier that I had hoped reviling my fear.
He snorted a laugh rolling onto his back looking at me upside down. He
smirked and I will say now that this exprestion seemed made for his face.
"You want to know who I am hmmm? Hn. Like I really know. If I did know
why would I tell you little baka?"
I waited for a real ansher to my question. He stared rather bored back at me then growled,
"I soppose you could call me the spirit of the ring..."
He laughed rather insanely as I stared at him in both confusion and fear. His eyes narrowed.
"I'm dead you fool. My soul is bound to that necklace you wear and has been so for ages."
I once more stared quite stupidly at him.
"W...why do you look like me then?"
"I am you I soppose you could say. As you are me."
"That doesn't make sense..."
He rolled his eyes.
"Of course it wouldn't to a baka like you. I am you as much as you are me.
I am the darkness as you are the light. We're soposivly the same though,
with your idoitcy I highly doubt it."
He chuckled darkly now and sat back up in the blink of an eye; a hand now
hovered and inch from the bruise he'd made. He smiled cruly.
"Fear not though, as long as you don't act stupid theres no need for me
to hurt you my host. I don't need much anyway."
The necklace I wore now glowed a strange white light and the enflaming
pain was gone. I could no longer taste blood ether.
"Can't have anyone knowing about me yet hikari. So just do as I say."
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