Chapter Two
Finishing His First Book
AN~ Yes, I know Shinigami literally means God of Death, but it's sorta the same thing =D Oh yeah, sorry to disappoint, but no coupling(s) in this story. No Yaoi (even if there WAS romance, there wouldn't be any anyway) No Tea/Yugi, or Yami/Tea. Sorry :(
Sorry I took so long to continue! Here's chapter two, enjoy!
Chapter Two
Finishing His First Book
It was a day since Yugi had met Yami and Tea. The shock of well... you know. But all that did was... inspire Yugi, knowing he HAD to finish up his story and send it in to a publisher. So, today, he was hard at work, didn't even bother getting dressed or eating breakfast.
Yugi got up and stretched, it was already 12:00PM. His grandpa came and knocked on the door. "C'm'in!"
Solomon walked in with a breakfast tray with pancakes, and a glass of milk. "Here you go Yugi, I saved you some breakfast."
"Thanks Grandpa." Yugi smiled, and took the tray eating ravenously. After a few seconds of his "work" he handed back the empty tray. Solomon retreated down the stairs and put the tray onto the kitchen counter.
Yami flew down and took a look at the papers at the desk Yugi had been working at only moments before. "What's all this?"
"It's a book I've been working on. Once it's completed, I'm gonna send it to a publisher."
"I thought you were only twelve.(AN~ Made him three years younger =D)"
"Well...yeah, but I can say I'm older in the letter when I send it in." Yugi replied. Yami shrugged his way of saying 'Whatever.' And floated onto Yugi's bed, and folded his leathery wings back in(NO, he's NOT a demon). Yugi sat down at his desk and began writing once more.
~Three Hours Later~
Yugi stood up and gave an almighty stretch after writing for a solid three hours. "Finally! After eight months I finally finished it. Shinigami, can you help me find a publisher to send in to."
Knowing Yugi had addressed to him, "You can call me Yami, no need to be so formal. And second of all, what's a publisher?" Yami asked, cocking his head slightly in curiosity.
Yugi laughed. "A publisher are the people you send in books to, and if they like it, they'll publish it and the book will be sold in public stores. If it's not accepted, then they'll send it back to you."
"Oh..." Yami was still a little lost. Yugi got up from his chair, and pulled out a book from the bookshelf in his room, and flipped it to the first page saying the publisher and copyright and all that sort of thing.
"NOW what're you doing?" Yami flew over and attempted to read over his shoulder, but failed, not recongising 'these strange symbol things'.
"I'm looking for a publisher to send in to. Then I'll send the letter with the story inside, and they'll read it."
"What are all those strange symbols?" Yami asked, pointing at the book.
"Those are the words silly! Wow, how old ARE you?"
"About five thousand or so, I lost count." Yugi just stared at the page in the book, taking this all in. Deciding that would be the lucky publisher, Yugi prepared an envelope he found downstairs, and started scribbling the address on the outside. Next, he grabbed a small piece of paper....
Please take the time to read this story,
It is a fantasy novel I wrote.
He slipped it inside, folded up the pages of his story, placed them inside also, and sealed the envelope. "Grandpa? Can you drive me to the postal office?"
"Sorry Yugi, but I'm very busy today, maybe tomorrow?"
Yugi sighed and reluctantly agreed, "Okay." And walked rather sadly up the stairs to his room. "What's the matter!? Turn that frown upside down!" Tea yelled hyperly when 'Mister Depression' entered the room.
"Oh, it's nothing. Say, Yami, can you fly me somewhere?"
"Huh? Where?"
"To the post office!"
"Where, and what is that!?"
"I'll show you the way!"
"Oookay, if you're sure. C'm'ere."
Yugi walked over, and to his surprise, Yami picked him up into his arms, and stretched out his long leather wings. "Tea, open that window, would you?"
"Sure Yami!" Tea cried out happily, and opened it.
"Hang on tight, Yugi." He didn't need to be told, he was already clutching Yami's black leather shirt (What else would he be wearing? ~_^) Yami stepped onto the window sill, ducked his head, and leaped out.
It was a wonderful feeling, holding onto someone, whilst they're flapping these large wings and circling the area. "Which way Yugi?"
"First go right." Yami flew left, "I SAID RIGHT!!"
"Oh, oops." Yami turned one-hundred and eighty degrees on the spot, and flapped his wings rather hard, to gain speed.
"Okay, now go left..."
"Left?"
"Right."
"Right? Oh okay." Yami started going right but Yugi stopped him.
"No! Left!"
"Psshh!" Came Yami's reply, and sharply turned around. Finally, they arrived at the post office....
"Uhh, I guess you wait outside, Yami, and retract your wings, or something..."
"It doesn't matter, no one can see me but you, anyway."
"Oh... really?"
"Just mail that stupid letter or whatever."
Yugi popped the letter inside the mail box, and skipped back over to Yami. "Hey waita sec... If people can't see you, wouldn't they see me floating around through the air since I'm human?"
"Nahhh, now c'mon, who knows what Tea is doing right now...."
~*~*~One Week Later~*~*~
"YUGI! You got a letter!"
Yugi ran down the stairs so fast, it seemed like he just teleported beside his grandfather. Yugi snatched it away without bothering to say 'thankyou' and tore it open.
Dear Mr. Moto,
We have recieved your story and it has....
~To Be Continued
Mwahaha! I'm evil =D Oh yeah, if you're wondering how he got the letter THAT fast, I'll tell you:
The publishers are right in the city. Convient eh? Now review or I WON'T continue!
--Meroko
Finishing His First Book
AN~ Yes, I know Shinigami literally means God of Death, but it's sorta the same thing =D Oh yeah, sorry to disappoint, but no coupling(s) in this story. No Yaoi (even if there WAS romance, there wouldn't be any anyway) No Tea/Yugi, or Yami/Tea. Sorry :(
Sorry I took so long to continue! Here's chapter two, enjoy!
Chapter Two
Finishing His First Book
It was a day since Yugi had met Yami and Tea. The shock of well... you know. But all that did was... inspire Yugi, knowing he HAD to finish up his story and send it in to a publisher. So, today, he was hard at work, didn't even bother getting dressed or eating breakfast.
Yugi got up and stretched, it was already 12:00PM. His grandpa came and knocked on the door. "C'm'in!"
Solomon walked in with a breakfast tray with pancakes, and a glass of milk. "Here you go Yugi, I saved you some breakfast."
"Thanks Grandpa." Yugi smiled, and took the tray eating ravenously. After a few seconds of his "work" he handed back the empty tray. Solomon retreated down the stairs and put the tray onto the kitchen counter.
Yami flew down and took a look at the papers at the desk Yugi had been working at only moments before. "What's all this?"
"It's a book I've been working on. Once it's completed, I'm gonna send it to a publisher."
"I thought you were only twelve.(AN~ Made him three years younger =D)"
"Well...yeah, but I can say I'm older in the letter when I send it in." Yugi replied. Yami shrugged his way of saying 'Whatever.' And floated onto Yugi's bed, and folded his leathery wings back in(NO, he's NOT a demon). Yugi sat down at his desk and began writing once more.
~Three Hours Later~
Yugi stood up and gave an almighty stretch after writing for a solid three hours. "Finally! After eight months I finally finished it. Shinigami, can you help me find a publisher to send in to."
Knowing Yugi had addressed to him, "You can call me Yami, no need to be so formal. And second of all, what's a publisher?" Yami asked, cocking his head slightly in curiosity.
Yugi laughed. "A publisher are the people you send in books to, and if they like it, they'll publish it and the book will be sold in public stores. If it's not accepted, then they'll send it back to you."
"Oh..." Yami was still a little lost. Yugi got up from his chair, and pulled out a book from the bookshelf in his room, and flipped it to the first page saying the publisher and copyright and all that sort of thing.
"NOW what're you doing?" Yami flew over and attempted to read over his shoulder, but failed, not recongising 'these strange symbol things'.
"I'm looking for a publisher to send in to. Then I'll send the letter with the story inside, and they'll read it."
"What are all those strange symbols?" Yami asked, pointing at the book.
"Those are the words silly! Wow, how old ARE you?"
"About five thousand or so, I lost count." Yugi just stared at the page in the book, taking this all in. Deciding that would be the lucky publisher, Yugi prepared an envelope he found downstairs, and started scribbling the address on the outside. Next, he grabbed a small piece of paper....
Please take the time to read this story,
It is a fantasy novel I wrote.
He slipped it inside, folded up the pages of his story, placed them inside also, and sealed the envelope. "Grandpa? Can you drive me to the postal office?"
"Sorry Yugi, but I'm very busy today, maybe tomorrow?"
Yugi sighed and reluctantly agreed, "Okay." And walked rather sadly up the stairs to his room. "What's the matter!? Turn that frown upside down!" Tea yelled hyperly when 'Mister Depression' entered the room.
"Oh, it's nothing. Say, Yami, can you fly me somewhere?"
"Huh? Where?"
"To the post office!"
"Where, and what is that!?"
"I'll show you the way!"
"Oookay, if you're sure. C'm'ere."
Yugi walked over, and to his surprise, Yami picked him up into his arms, and stretched out his long leather wings. "Tea, open that window, would you?"
"Sure Yami!" Tea cried out happily, and opened it.
"Hang on tight, Yugi." He didn't need to be told, he was already clutching Yami's black leather shirt (What else would he be wearing? ~_^) Yami stepped onto the window sill, ducked his head, and leaped out.
It was a wonderful feeling, holding onto someone, whilst they're flapping these large wings and circling the area. "Which way Yugi?"
"First go right." Yami flew left, "I SAID RIGHT!!"
"Oh, oops." Yami turned one-hundred and eighty degrees on the spot, and flapped his wings rather hard, to gain speed.
"Okay, now go left..."
"Left?"
"Right."
"Right? Oh okay." Yami started going right but Yugi stopped him.
"No! Left!"
"Psshh!" Came Yami's reply, and sharply turned around. Finally, they arrived at the post office....
"Uhh, I guess you wait outside, Yami, and retract your wings, or something..."
"It doesn't matter, no one can see me but you, anyway."
"Oh... really?"
"Just mail that stupid letter or whatever."
Yugi popped the letter inside the mail box, and skipped back over to Yami. "Hey waita sec... If people can't see you, wouldn't they see me floating around through the air since I'm human?"
"Nahhh, now c'mon, who knows what Tea is doing right now...."
~*~*~One Week Later~*~*~
"YUGI! You got a letter!"
Yugi ran down the stairs so fast, it seemed like he just teleported beside his grandfather. Yugi snatched it away without bothering to say 'thankyou' and tore it open.
Dear Mr. Moto,
We have recieved your story and it has....
~To Be Continued
Mwahaha! I'm evil =D Oh yeah, if you're wondering how he got the letter THAT fast, I'll tell you:
The publishers are right in the city. Convient eh? Now review or I WON'T continue!
--Meroko
