Mijikai: Cool! I got some reviews!
Yami:.....why am I mean?
Mijikai: (Ignores Yami) Zan' nen it took so long. I didn't have it writen and I had to leave Saterday at 4 something in the morning! Then I got back at 9:32 P.M and it took all my time just to get to the e-mail! (takes a deep breath) So, here's another chapter for ya! ***************************************************************
KaTyA: Mijikai: Arigato! I'm glad you like the plot and that it's intreasting. Yeah. I know. I'm pretty bad at grammer and spelling when I don't edit, (hee hee) and it doesn't really help when word pad doesn' t have spell check on it. (Grrrr) So, sorry about the gramical errors. Yugi: I feel so loved! Mijikai: ^-^ thanks for the review!
ButterflyGuitar: Yugi:......why cigarettes? Mijikai: (shrug) It sounded original. Yami: Aibou could get lung cancer! Mijikai: You always freak about him don't you? Yami: DUH!!! Mamoru: Thank you so much for reviewing and aibou will keep writing for all her reviewers. Moshi-moshi.
Mijikai: Thanks! ***************************************************************
I woke up feeling stiff and realized I slept on the ground. I groaned and I stretched my stiff limbs. I wondered if Yami was up. I looked through the hole and saw he still slept. An evil grin spread across my face. I opened a panel and there, inside, was a bunch of tangled wires. I clipped a blue one and took two wires from inside it. I know this was dangerous, but in truth, I've been doing this since I was five. I put the wires together and Yami's alarm clock went off. I heard him yelp and it was followed by a thump. Yes! I made him fall off the bed! He pressed the snooze button, and it turned off. He relaxed and went to sleep again. I put the wires together and it went off. He groaned and slammed his hand on the snooze button. It went quiet. Two seconds later. Beep! Beep! Beep! Yami glared at the alarm clock and unplugged it. Dang! I was just getting started. Yami glared at the wall where my room was on the other side. He growled and in minutes, he was standing in my doorway.
"You tampered with my clock!"
"Me?" I asked innocently.
He glared even colder, and walked towards me. He grabbed one of my notebooks and grabbed my lighter. Before I could stop him, he started burning the edge till it caught on fire. I gasped.
"Stop it!" I screamed angrily.
He threw it out the window and it landed in the river behind our apartment. It sank and was gone. I turned on him. I felt so mad. I ran at him and tackled him.
"Idiot! Shiseiji!" I shouted as I punched him.
He grabbed me and threw me. I hit the wall. Pain stung in my spine, but I didn't care.
"You're going to pay for that!" I shouted, tears in my eyes.
"Yeah right," he muttered, and left.
I grabbed my pillow and screamed in it. I felt so enraged I could just kick his sorry butt! I looked at the clock and realized I had to get going to the studio or I'd be late. I quickly dressed and headed out of my room. Pop already went to work, since the newspaper was folded neatly on the table and an empty coffee cup sitting on the counter by the sink. I grabbed my coat and went to the window. Yami's car was gone, but I didn't care. I grabbed my skateboard and started towards the studio. Once I entered, they were already starting. I was glad I already wore my clothing for my role and sat on the bench beside the wall.
"Ah, Yugi, how are you today?"
I looked up and smiled.
"Not so well, Sugoroku. Not so well."
He looked at me with concern. Sugoroku was a nice guy. He wasn't my real grandpa, but he still looked after me and I'm grateful for that. He was one of my best friends in the studio.
"Is everything alright?"
I pulled my knees to my chest.
"Same old," I muttered.
"I see. Why don't you two make peace?" he asked.
"Because......it would never work."
"How so?"
I was quiet. In truth, I didn't know why.
"Yugi! You're up!" called the director.
I hurried up.
"Aaaannnnnnnd action!" ***************************************************************
As Yami and I exited the building, we noticed that a policeman waited outside. Once he saw us, he came towards us.
'Uh oh. What did Yami do?' I thought.
Yami was probably thinking the opposite as me. I tried thinking of all the things I did in the past week and tried to think of what I could have done to involve the police.
"Are you Yami and Yugi Motoh?"
"Yes," said Yami.
"This may be a bit hard.....but...."
Yami looked worried and I felt my bloodrun cold as my heart beat rate went up.
"Your father was in a car wreck."
Yami gasped.
"Pop!" I shouted without thinking.
Tears clearly ran down my cheeks.
"Is he alright?" Yami choked out.
I would have laughed at his little 'choke' but this was to serious to be a laughing matter. The policeman bit his lip. Not a good sign.
"No. He.....passed away."
We were silent. Yami tried controling his tears, as his eyes glazed as he was lost in thought. I felt numb.
'No! Pop!'
"No," I whispered.
The police man looked down at me. I forced my eyes to meet his.
"No. It....it's not true. He wouldn't die because of a stupid c..car wreck."
He patted my shoulder, simpathy clearly in his eyes.
"I'm sorry," is all he said.
Tears spilled from my eyes.
"No. No! Pop! No!" I shouted.
I collapsed to my knees, since they couldn't hold me up.
"How?" Yami asked quietly.
"He was walking across the street, when a couple of sluggers asked him if he knew someone named Yugi. He refused any imformation, and told them off. They left, but came speeding towards him in a truck. He got hit and......he didn't make it."
Silence came yet again.
"Why were they asking about me?" I asked.
I seriously had no clue.
"That, I'm not sure. They haven't told me. Now you two better be on your way. And I'm terribly sorry," he said, with a bow and left.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned. I hugged him.
"I'm sorry Yugi," Sugoroku whispered.
I just clung to him. Yami's best friend, Seto, put a hand on his shoulder. I don't know why Yami is still best friends with him. God! I swear he's gay! Twice I saw him try to sneak a kiss on Yami. Yami hasn't figured it out yet. What a dunce, thick headed, idiot. I messed up one of his plans and Yami got the second one out on his own. Seto still looks after him though. I was sobbing and Sugoroku patted my back and whispered things in my ear that calmed me down.
"Thank you Seto," I heard Yami say. "Yugi, come on. We're going home."
I didn't want to leave. I wanted Sugoroku. He was like my real grandpa and I loved him like one. And I know he loved me like a real grandson. But I reluctantly pulled away from Sugoroku and got in the front seat of the car. I waved to Sugoroku and gave him a smile with a thumbs up to notify him that I would be alright. Yami started the car and did a salute to Seto and we drove off. We were silent on the way to the apartment and once we parked, he looked at me. I was surprised at the expression of sadness and need. I thought for a second he would want to but our bitterness behind and start anew with friendship.
"Why?" he asked me.
"Why what?" I asked quietly, in a annoyed tone.
"Why did you have to take away dad from me?"
I was shocked.
"I. Took pop away from you?" I asked through clenched teeth.
"It was bad enough you took mom away and know dad!" he shouted. "Why don't you just get it over with and kill me to!"
"I did nothing!"
"Mom died because of you! Dad died because of you! If you never existed, they would still be alive!"
"Stop blaming me! It wasn't my fault!"
"Like hell it wasn't!"
"It wasn't! It was yours! You chose not to get along with me and made him worry! You were the one who he stressed over! You were the one that......"
I was cut off as he slapped me. I stared, eyes wide. I touched my cheek, and winced. Yami never struck me before. I mean, yeah he teased me and ruined or stole, but never touched me. I probably would hit him or kick him in the shin, but be never struck me. I became angry.
"If you hate me so much. Then I'll leave," I said and got out of the car.
I slowly went up the stairs and opened the door to my apartment. I almost cried as I saw that newspaper and coffee cup. I hurried to my room and started gathering my stuff. I carefully put my lab top in a suitcase and my clothes. My deck and games went next and most important of all, my notebooks. Once I was sure I got everything I wanted, I left. I went down the stairs and held my skateboard in my hand, while the other one clung to the strap of my back pack. Yami was still outside gazing at the sky, but once I entered the parking lot, he turned his gaze at me. I stopped and looked at him. Then I stuck out my tounge and stuck my middle finger at him. Then I got on my skateboard and went down the street. Once I turned the corner, I hoped I would never see that shisiji again. ***************************************************************
Mijikai: I have annoncement. If people want an update, I will update, but not right away. I'm going to be a bit busy for a while. I got homework, pluse practicing my instrument, then I have to try to update, and I try to go on the internet, and have to try to write my two novels. I probably have even more, (groan)
Yugi: Hope you enjoy it and please be patient. And if you can, please review. Bye for know!
Yami: .........Why shisiji?
Yami:.....why am I mean?
Mijikai: (Ignores Yami) Zan' nen it took so long. I didn't have it writen and I had to leave Saterday at 4 something in the morning! Then I got back at 9:32 P.M and it took all my time just to get to the e-mail! (takes a deep breath) So, here's another chapter for ya! ***************************************************************
KaTyA: Mijikai: Arigato! I'm glad you like the plot and that it's intreasting. Yeah. I know. I'm pretty bad at grammer and spelling when I don't edit, (hee hee) and it doesn't really help when word pad doesn' t have spell check on it. (Grrrr) So, sorry about the gramical errors. Yugi: I feel so loved! Mijikai: ^-^ thanks for the review!
ButterflyGuitar: Yugi:......why cigarettes? Mijikai: (shrug) It sounded original. Yami: Aibou could get lung cancer! Mijikai: You always freak about him don't you? Yami: DUH!!! Mamoru: Thank you so much for reviewing and aibou will keep writing for all her reviewers. Moshi-moshi.
Mijikai: Thanks! ***************************************************************
I woke up feeling stiff and realized I slept on the ground. I groaned and I stretched my stiff limbs. I wondered if Yami was up. I looked through the hole and saw he still slept. An evil grin spread across my face. I opened a panel and there, inside, was a bunch of tangled wires. I clipped a blue one and took two wires from inside it. I know this was dangerous, but in truth, I've been doing this since I was five. I put the wires together and Yami's alarm clock went off. I heard him yelp and it was followed by a thump. Yes! I made him fall off the bed! He pressed the snooze button, and it turned off. He relaxed and went to sleep again. I put the wires together and it went off. He groaned and slammed his hand on the snooze button. It went quiet. Two seconds later. Beep! Beep! Beep! Yami glared at the alarm clock and unplugged it. Dang! I was just getting started. Yami glared at the wall where my room was on the other side. He growled and in minutes, he was standing in my doorway.
"You tampered with my clock!"
"Me?" I asked innocently.
He glared even colder, and walked towards me. He grabbed one of my notebooks and grabbed my lighter. Before I could stop him, he started burning the edge till it caught on fire. I gasped.
"Stop it!" I screamed angrily.
He threw it out the window and it landed in the river behind our apartment. It sank and was gone. I turned on him. I felt so mad. I ran at him and tackled him.
"Idiot! Shiseiji!" I shouted as I punched him.
He grabbed me and threw me. I hit the wall. Pain stung in my spine, but I didn't care.
"You're going to pay for that!" I shouted, tears in my eyes.
"Yeah right," he muttered, and left.
I grabbed my pillow and screamed in it. I felt so enraged I could just kick his sorry butt! I looked at the clock and realized I had to get going to the studio or I'd be late. I quickly dressed and headed out of my room. Pop already went to work, since the newspaper was folded neatly on the table and an empty coffee cup sitting on the counter by the sink. I grabbed my coat and went to the window. Yami's car was gone, but I didn't care. I grabbed my skateboard and started towards the studio. Once I entered, they were already starting. I was glad I already wore my clothing for my role and sat on the bench beside the wall.
"Ah, Yugi, how are you today?"
I looked up and smiled.
"Not so well, Sugoroku. Not so well."
He looked at me with concern. Sugoroku was a nice guy. He wasn't my real grandpa, but he still looked after me and I'm grateful for that. He was one of my best friends in the studio.
"Is everything alright?"
I pulled my knees to my chest.
"Same old," I muttered.
"I see. Why don't you two make peace?" he asked.
"Because......it would never work."
"How so?"
I was quiet. In truth, I didn't know why.
"Yugi! You're up!" called the director.
I hurried up.
"Aaaannnnnnnd action!" ***************************************************************
As Yami and I exited the building, we noticed that a policeman waited outside. Once he saw us, he came towards us.
'Uh oh. What did Yami do?' I thought.
Yami was probably thinking the opposite as me. I tried thinking of all the things I did in the past week and tried to think of what I could have done to involve the police.
"Are you Yami and Yugi Motoh?"
"Yes," said Yami.
"This may be a bit hard.....but...."
Yami looked worried and I felt my bloodrun cold as my heart beat rate went up.
"Your father was in a car wreck."
Yami gasped.
"Pop!" I shouted without thinking.
Tears clearly ran down my cheeks.
"Is he alright?" Yami choked out.
I would have laughed at his little 'choke' but this was to serious to be a laughing matter. The policeman bit his lip. Not a good sign.
"No. He.....passed away."
We were silent. Yami tried controling his tears, as his eyes glazed as he was lost in thought. I felt numb.
'No! Pop!'
"No," I whispered.
The police man looked down at me. I forced my eyes to meet his.
"No. It....it's not true. He wouldn't die because of a stupid c..car wreck."
He patted my shoulder, simpathy clearly in his eyes.
"I'm sorry," is all he said.
Tears spilled from my eyes.
"No. No! Pop! No!" I shouted.
I collapsed to my knees, since they couldn't hold me up.
"How?" Yami asked quietly.
"He was walking across the street, when a couple of sluggers asked him if he knew someone named Yugi. He refused any imformation, and told them off. They left, but came speeding towards him in a truck. He got hit and......he didn't make it."
Silence came yet again.
"Why were they asking about me?" I asked.
I seriously had no clue.
"That, I'm not sure. They haven't told me. Now you two better be on your way. And I'm terribly sorry," he said, with a bow and left.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned. I hugged him.
"I'm sorry Yugi," Sugoroku whispered.
I just clung to him. Yami's best friend, Seto, put a hand on his shoulder. I don't know why Yami is still best friends with him. God! I swear he's gay! Twice I saw him try to sneak a kiss on Yami. Yami hasn't figured it out yet. What a dunce, thick headed, idiot. I messed up one of his plans and Yami got the second one out on his own. Seto still looks after him though. I was sobbing and Sugoroku patted my back and whispered things in my ear that calmed me down.
"Thank you Seto," I heard Yami say. "Yugi, come on. We're going home."
I didn't want to leave. I wanted Sugoroku. He was like my real grandpa and I loved him like one. And I know he loved me like a real grandson. But I reluctantly pulled away from Sugoroku and got in the front seat of the car. I waved to Sugoroku and gave him a smile with a thumbs up to notify him that I would be alright. Yami started the car and did a salute to Seto and we drove off. We were silent on the way to the apartment and once we parked, he looked at me. I was surprised at the expression of sadness and need. I thought for a second he would want to but our bitterness behind and start anew with friendship.
"Why?" he asked me.
"Why what?" I asked quietly, in a annoyed tone.
"Why did you have to take away dad from me?"
I was shocked.
"I. Took pop away from you?" I asked through clenched teeth.
"It was bad enough you took mom away and know dad!" he shouted. "Why don't you just get it over with and kill me to!"
"I did nothing!"
"Mom died because of you! Dad died because of you! If you never existed, they would still be alive!"
"Stop blaming me! It wasn't my fault!"
"Like hell it wasn't!"
"It wasn't! It was yours! You chose not to get along with me and made him worry! You were the one who he stressed over! You were the one that......"
I was cut off as he slapped me. I stared, eyes wide. I touched my cheek, and winced. Yami never struck me before. I mean, yeah he teased me and ruined or stole, but never touched me. I probably would hit him or kick him in the shin, but be never struck me. I became angry.
"If you hate me so much. Then I'll leave," I said and got out of the car.
I slowly went up the stairs and opened the door to my apartment. I almost cried as I saw that newspaper and coffee cup. I hurried to my room and started gathering my stuff. I carefully put my lab top in a suitcase and my clothes. My deck and games went next and most important of all, my notebooks. Once I was sure I got everything I wanted, I left. I went down the stairs and held my skateboard in my hand, while the other one clung to the strap of my back pack. Yami was still outside gazing at the sky, but once I entered the parking lot, he turned his gaze at me. I stopped and looked at him. Then I stuck out my tounge and stuck my middle finger at him. Then I got on my skateboard and went down the street. Once I turned the corner, I hoped I would never see that shisiji again. ***************************************************************
Mijikai: I have annoncement. If people want an update, I will update, but not right away. I'm going to be a bit busy for a while. I got homework, pluse practicing my instrument, then I have to try to update, and I try to go on the internet, and have to try to write my two novels. I probably have even more, (groan)
Yugi: Hope you enjoy it and please be patient. And if you can, please review. Bye for know!
Yami: .........Why shisiji?
