Damn. So many reviews...where do you people find the time? Not that I'm complaining, though… So there will be a Lemon, but posted on adultfanfiction.net, when I get around to creating an account there. And writing the lemon. Hehe. Another thing, if you wanted the role in the story, please put down your/character's name! I do not feel like using your screen names or whatever they are. And a description, it doesn't have to be elaborate. And there may be some gore, and hopefully some Honda-bashing, if I can get around to it, and if not, there will be in the next chapter. Sorry for waiting so long!!!!!
DemonSurfer, you're in this fic, but, uh, you have a new name, kinda. Hope you don't mind! ^_^u And you're a girl in the fic, and if you're not, then I'm sorry, and if you are, then, I'm happy! ^_^
I do not own YuGiOh (if I did, there would be a lot more yaoi and A LOT Anzu bashing!), Amelia Atwater-Rhodes creations, and Serial Experiments Lain.
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Chapter_07: Prelude
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¤ Yugi's POV ¤
Damn.
Why did I blow up at them? I mean, it was fun and all, but now how am I going to get them to go to that bash? How...?
I glance over to the silver haired boy next to me.
Ryou…
Perfect. I smirk. He is still accepted by *them*.
My gaze still lingering on his gentle features, I cannot help but pity this boy. Soon, he would go through the same pain that I went through just to prove myself.
Again, crimson flashed through my mind.
Why?!?! Why did that _leech_ plague my mind so much!!!!!!!!
Pissed, I gaze at the clock. 3:56. 4 more minutes.
(Tell me if I'm wrong, but does school in Japan end at four?)
I glance at Kanako. Pft. Fooling around as always. Baka na ningen. Now she (are you a she…?) was throwing spitballs at the sensei. I guess she was trying to see how many she could land on his head without him noticing. Right now it was six and still counting.
How she ever became a top ranked Hunter was beyond me. Went by DemonSurfer. Though she didn't look it, she was tough, but didn't have any extra abilities like I did.
And lucky me. She was in my Literature class as well. Oh the joy.
The Sensei looked at the door, and there they were, all looking like they had a major hang over. He got really angry, his face turning red and his cheeks puffing up. Kind of like a red chipmunk. Yelling at them, he said that they had two hours detention after school for the next week for coming to class late and drunk.
I sniggered. Life was good.
Looking at the clock, I realized the bell was going to….*Rrrrriiiiiiiiiinnnnnngggggg!!!!!*
Damn clock.
Grabbing my backpack, I made my way down the hall and to the main entrance.
Kuso. It was raining. And I had to walk home because someone had destroyed my car. And I had no umbrella. The Gods were against me.
Sighing, I go down the steps, mentally preparing myself for the half-mile trek home.
¤ Kami's POV ¤
Crimson eyes followed the small figure run through the storm.
Why am I still feeling for that boy?!?! The shadow thought fruitlessly.
I thought I locked away all those emotions!!!! He sighed. He knew he would have never succeeded in forgetting that boy - he meant too much to.
Yugi…He thought If only I could hold you again…but at least I shall see you on the first…only 7 more days' mou hitori no boku…
With that, he melted into the darkness.
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Yugi had finally made it home, soaking wet, but still, he was home. His Jii-san was supposed to have returned to day.
He'd better have not returned, or else he'll have some explaining to do as to why he didn't pick me up…
Taking his shoes off, he made his way to the shower, stripping himself of the wet leather. (a/n: *drools…. * should I write a shower scene? Hmm…let me think about it.)
The hot water poured down his cold body, steam rising up on contact with the cool skin. Yugi sighed; a lot of his stress had disappeared that day, with yelling at his former Circle and attacking them. But then he had to run home, walking was much to slow, home in the pouring rain.
Eh, life was cruel.
Then there was that one point where Yugi felt a pair of eyes on him. But the rain was so hard that he couldn't see a thing. But that feeling only lasted for a few seconds.
It didn't matter anymore. He was home, and trying to figure out how to manage to give those baka hunters the invitation…he would need Ryou's help, but that might be hard to convince him.
I'll work on him later. He thought, turning off the shower and wrapping a towel around him.
Stepping out of the bathroom, cold air hit him fast, steam coming off his body. Shivering, he made his way to his room, shutting the door. Time to let his hand become his best friend. Again. (why did I write that…?)
Damn that drop-dead sexy Yami.
¤ Ryou's POV ¤
School had let out a bit early, thanks to the major storm. I wasn't as much relived, as I was confused about what Yugi had told me…
I used to be like you…
What did he mean? What was he like? I'm too confused!!! Damn that Yugi…it caught me off guard when he blasted a large amount of pure energy at our friends…out friends…or are they just my friends? They never gave a second glance at Yugi, just accepting him into the group. Were they even my friends? And was that what Yugi meant?
Whatever the reason, I was just glad he didn't attack me. Maybe I should talk to him more often…to get on his good side and learn more about him.
I've known him for over a year, and yet I know nothing about him except his age, name, and address.
I've been a bad partner and a horrible friend…I thought dejectedly.
Tomorrow, tomorrow I will make it up to him, I thought grinning. But now, homework. Kuso. Eh, I'll just check my e-mail first.
All hunters had voice-operated computers, made life easier.
The screen flickered to life, casting a blue glow on my room. My room. Four white walls, a skylight, mattress, desk, laptop, printer, and a bookshelf filled with odds and ends. Of course, I had a closet, but that wasn't a visible feature.
'Welcome to Navi' The voice droned.
'Voice recognition?'
"Ryou"
'Confirmed. Task?'
"I want to check my e-mail.'
The computer whirred, brining up my account. Four messages.
Junk.
Chain Letter.
Sakura. Sakura?!?! How did she get my e-mail?!?!?! Freaky stalker…
Yugi.
Yugi E'd me? Huh. He never did before…I wasn't even sure if he remembered it. Now what did he send me…?
Sender: Shinigami@Kiyomi.net
Subject: Welcome to the Opacus
Message Sent: 3-21-04 at 18:05:54
Message: I have a favor to ask, Ryou. I was able to procure an invitation for the bash on the first of April, and I want you to come, as well as the others in your circle. Go to Las Noches at 9. If you do not see me, I will be inside. Your names will be on the list. No need to worry, no harm shall befall you; I shall make sure of that.
That was it. Why would he invite us to the biggest bash this year, after he practically killed Jou, Honda, and Anzu??? A small part of me wouldn't have minded if Anzu and Honda were hurt more…Jou wasn't as bad as the other two. It was just that Honda was his best friend, so Jou was blindly devoted to him.
And Yugi did say we (or did he mean just me?) weren't going to be hurt.
I bit my lip in concentration. I will go, and bring the rest of them with me! Maybe then I could apologize to Yugi.
¤ Kami's POV ¤
The next ten days passed quickly for Yugi. In truth, those were the best ten days he had all year.
He slept better, concentrated better, hunted better ( he had taken down one or two vampires every night so far), and his Jii-san had called, saying he would be gone for two more weeks.
The only mishap was when Kanako started a riot in my Literature class. Something about the sensei expecting too much of us…and the occasional, okay, it was more like frequent, spitball didn't help her to keep herself after detention after school for two weeks.
Yugi still had not told him that he had left the Circle. And today was the first. And he only had three hours to pick something to wear, and then run to Las Noches. Or maybe fly…he could shape shift after all.
He shot down that idea. Shape shifting mussed his clothes, and hair, no matter how much gel, up.
Sighing, he looked through his closet, throwing random clothes out onto the floor.
Finally, he settled on a tight, black turtleneck tank top that cut of a few inches above his newly pierced bellybutton. On both arms there was a black armband, about two inches thick, halfway down his bicep, and then there was also a black fingerless glove that came to his elbow. Both the glove and the armband were connected with a narrow silver strip decorated with Egyptian symbols, reading, "Shadowed self fleeing into an unknown darkness". He wore his usual leather pants; these were low cut. Two chains, one was silver and one gold, wound around his waist, meeting, and coming down one side. Yugi wore his black boots with two silver straps around them (like the ones in the show…). And, of course, his faithful neck buckle. To finish it off, he added eyeliner and some silver eye shadow.
Putting on his trench coat, he ran out of the game shop and out in to the night.
(I shouldn't have made him wear so much silver…it sounds stupid.)
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Yay!!!! The end of the seventh chapter!!!!!! Sorry, it would have been longer, but I wanted to get it out sooner. So keep reviewing!!!!!! It makes me so happy.
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