"Auroris: Read and review. NO FLAMES!!! Thank you Rayemars and
Helldragon4000 in reviewing my story. And another thanks to you Rayemars
for the official name of the comic series about the Endless! Haha!!! Now I
know the name! Yay! I don't own Yugioh or the Sandman comic book series.
Wish I had the Sandman comic books though. V_V Also......"
"Bakura = Yami Ryou"
"Ryou = Ryou"
"Malik = Malik"
"Marik = Yami Malik"
"Ok? Understandable? READ AND REVIEW."
Serenity Wheeler was awakened slowly by a gentle nudge against her head. Sighing, she nuzzled against the hand that slowly rubbed her head.
"Morning sleepyhead," a woman whispered.
Yawning, rubbing her groggy eyes Serenity lifted her head off the bed. Her mom smiled gently at her and Serenity grinned back in greeting. Ms. Christine Aksone, formerly known as Mrs. Christine Wheeler, looked similar to Serenity, having strawberry-blonde hair and soft brown eyes with laughter crinkles at the corners. But since the last two years she had aged with gray strands of hair showing and shadows of frowns creasing her forehead.
"Morning too mom," Serenity said sleepily, sitting up in the chair from where she had laid her head by her mother's side. Her eyes clouded as she noticed the needle poking her mom's right arm and connected to a bag suspended overhead.
"Don't worry sweetie, it's just so that I'm provided with the proper nutrients," Ms. Aksone soothed then grimaced. "I wish that I was provided the old-fashioned way, with food!"
Sixteen year old Serenity grinned at her mother's complaint. They were currently at Domino Hospital where Ms. Aksone had been receiving treatment for her disease the last two years. After the Battle City finals, when Joey and Serenity returned to Domino city, they had discovered to their horror that their mother had been diagnosed with leukemia. For the last two years they had stayed at their mother's bedside in the hospital at every opportunity, giving support and loving care.
"Shouldn't you be at school?" Ms. Aksone frowned. Even though she was stuck in the hospital, she still tried her hardest to be aware of her children's welfare.
"It's the summer vacation now mom," Serenity reassured. "School let out yesterday."
"Oh, that's good then," her mother relaxed then immediately frowned. "Did you get report cards yet?"
"Not yet!" Serenity shook her head and stared innocently at her mother.
"Serenity Wheeler..." Ms. Aksone warned.
Serenity sighed, giving in. "Yes mom, at the end of school yesterday."
"And...?" Ms. Aksone probed.
"I've got 5 A's and 3 B's and err...Joey got..." here Serenity hesistated.
Her mother held up a hand. "Wait, let me guess. Your brother got straight D's and one A in physical education," she said wryly.
Here Serenity beamed. "Nope! He got 4 B's and 4 A's! And he also got a high score on his SAT's enabling him to enter Toyko University!" (A/N: I'm not sure what are the requirements for entering Tokyo University so I'm just guessing. And I'm not sure about what kind of grading system they use in Japan for school. Sorry!)
Her mother stared at Serenity. Then her mouth broke into a wide grin. "Truly? My son isn't a dunce? He REALLY got into Tokyo University?"
"Mom!" Serenity protested. "Joey isn't a dunce. He's smart and you know it!"
"Who says I'm a dunce now?" another voice asked. Joey Wheeler walked into the hospital room bearing a bouquet of brilliantly colored flowers.
During the last two years Joey hadn't changed much except subtly appearance- wise. His voice had deepened slightly into a mellow bass and his forehead was cleared of his blond bangs, showing more clearly the charismatic brown eyes. But he still wore that same green jacket, and his tough don't-mess- with-me-or-my-friends exterior personality still sheltered his warm heart within.
Ms. Aksone sat up in bed, stretching her arms out to her son. Joey walked over and hugged his mother, careful not to hold to tightly so as not to harm her in her current weak state. When they pulled apart she lovingly smoothed hair bangs away from his face before letting go of him.
"I've heard outside Serenity, that you've already told mom about my surprise," Joey said with raised eyebrows. Serenity pouted.
"I'm sorry Joey," Ms. Aksone laughed. "But you know how I use parental pressure to weasel information out of my children."
Joey kissed his mother fondly on her pale cheek. "Forgiven," he announced. "And I present you flowers madam as another gesture of forgiveness."
"I accept monsieur," Ms. Aksone said with a twinkle in her eye. She breathed in the flowers' scent deeply. "Ah....the exotic variety I see. Orchids, lilies and jasmine." Ms. Aksone closed her eyes as if to treasure and memorize the perfume.
"Getting to be a florist's shop here you know," Serenity commented, surveying the hospital room. Which was true. Joey's and Serenity's friends had been sending in flowers at least once every two weeks, making sure that bright colors met Ms. Aksone's eyes at all times. Roses, tulips, camellias, daises and violets sat on every available surface in the room.
"I enjoy your friend, Ryou's plant," Ms. Askone said gesturing to a bonsai on the dresser. "It's quite artfully done. How is your friend nowadays?"
"He's fine," Joey shrugged. "You know since it's summer now he's just relaxing in the sun."
When Joey and Serenity discovered that their mother was in the hospital, they had also discovered there was a long list of hospital bills waiting for payment. Not wanting their mom to be bothered with bills, they took the responsibility upon themselves. They had to sell their mother's house in order to pay for the bills ending up with no place to stay. Joey was unwilling to bring Serenity to live with their father, having first-hand experience of their father's alcohol addiction and violent temper. So Ryou offered them to stay with him as his father, Shen, was nearly always on archeological digs and Ryou could use the company. For the last two years all three of them had lived in one house, Shen popping in sometimes.
Ms. Aksone chuckled. "I remember that his face was as white as chalk. He could sure use the sun. Make him more sexy than he is now."
"Mooooooooom!!!" Joey and Serenity cried out in unison.
"I'm sorry Serenity dear," Ms. Aksone said with a straight face. "I won't say that again of your future boyfriend."
"MOOOOOOOM!!!" Serenity cried out in horror, blushing deeply. Joey bent his head and chuckled.
Ms. Aksone patted her daughter on the arm with a grin. " Sorry Serenity. I won't scare you next time. You know how an old woman's mind wanders when concerned about her daughter's welfare."
Serenity reached over and hugged her mom tightly. "You're never old," she whispered. Ms. Aksone hugged Serenity, closing her eyes to savor the moment of close contact.
"Just...drop the match-making for a while all right?" Serenity mumbled in Ms. Aksone's hair. Ms. Aksone smiled gently.
"I promise."
Someone coughed loudly in the room. The two Wheelers and Ms. Aksone looked up to see Nurse Setoa with an apologetic expression on her face.
"I know Ms. Aksone how much you enjoy having your children with you, but they'll have to leave. It's time for your medicine. I'm sorry Joey and Serenity."
Ms. Aksone's face fell a little, but she quickly covered it up with a smile.
"How time flies? All right kids, follow what Nurse Setoa says."
Joey and Serenity protested saying that they wanted to stay with her. Nurse Setoa quietly moved in with a tray of medications and prepared the drugs Ms. Aksone took daily.
"Aw...mom. But I just got here and I wanna stay," Joey complained. Ms. Aksone shook her head.
"Nope! Get out of here buster and that's an order!" She sternly pointed a finger to the door. "Besides, you need to be with your friends and outside in the fresh air!"
Grumbling her children obeyed, but not without giving and getting a goodbye kiss each. Ms. Aksone smiled cheerfully and waved as her children left the room. Her light-hearted façade was dropped the minute she was sure that they were gone. She sighed heavily and leaned back.
"I know how it feels, I've got kids of my own," Nurse Setoa sympathized. Ms. Aksone turned her head towards Nurse Setoa and smiled wanly.
"It...it just hurts so much for me," Ms. Aksone closed her eyes. "It's wicked of me to think so, but I wish that my children had never come back from Battle City. When I see their loving faces I know that they're expecting me to fight, to hold on for them and I do just that. But they don't know how much it hurts. They don't realize that my heart aches with guilt, knowing that they look up at me to live when I want the opposite. I...I just want to die." Ms. Aksone felt like sobbing recklessly, unleashing pent-up depression.
"OW!" she shrieked suddenly, her wish coming true as tears sprang to her eyes.
"Sorry." Nurse Setoa dropped the plastic syringe into the trash can. "Thought that catching you off guard was better."
Ms. Aksone frowned. "You always catch me every single time..." her sentence fell into a mumble.
Nurse Setoa briskly cleaned up to be ready for the next leukemia patient. It was always the same, people talking about how tired they were, their feelings of hopelessness, wants of giving up. At first Nurse Setoa had comforted these people, fretting over them every second of her life before spilling tears when these people had quit life as they had desired. The depression nearly got to her, where she had contemplated suicide and had pressed a razor to a wrist. Now, after 10 years of working in the same work field she learned to build a glass wall around herself, people's death wishes sliding untouchable across her heart while her eyes clearly saw them. She became passive, unfeeling, but acted as the sympathetic nurse to the patients. Cleaning up, she carried her tray outside to the next hopeless patient.
"Auroris: Read and review please!!! Ciao for now!!! ^_~"
Serenity Wheeler was awakened slowly by a gentle nudge against her head. Sighing, she nuzzled against the hand that slowly rubbed her head.
"Morning sleepyhead," a woman whispered.
Yawning, rubbing her groggy eyes Serenity lifted her head off the bed. Her mom smiled gently at her and Serenity grinned back in greeting. Ms. Christine Aksone, formerly known as Mrs. Christine Wheeler, looked similar to Serenity, having strawberry-blonde hair and soft brown eyes with laughter crinkles at the corners. But since the last two years she had aged with gray strands of hair showing and shadows of frowns creasing her forehead.
"Morning too mom," Serenity said sleepily, sitting up in the chair from where she had laid her head by her mother's side. Her eyes clouded as she noticed the needle poking her mom's right arm and connected to a bag suspended overhead.
"Don't worry sweetie, it's just so that I'm provided with the proper nutrients," Ms. Aksone soothed then grimaced. "I wish that I was provided the old-fashioned way, with food!"
Sixteen year old Serenity grinned at her mother's complaint. They were currently at Domino Hospital where Ms. Aksone had been receiving treatment for her disease the last two years. After the Battle City finals, when Joey and Serenity returned to Domino city, they had discovered to their horror that their mother had been diagnosed with leukemia. For the last two years they had stayed at their mother's bedside in the hospital at every opportunity, giving support and loving care.
"Shouldn't you be at school?" Ms. Aksone frowned. Even though she was stuck in the hospital, she still tried her hardest to be aware of her children's welfare.
"It's the summer vacation now mom," Serenity reassured. "School let out yesterday."
"Oh, that's good then," her mother relaxed then immediately frowned. "Did you get report cards yet?"
"Not yet!" Serenity shook her head and stared innocently at her mother.
"Serenity Wheeler..." Ms. Aksone warned.
Serenity sighed, giving in. "Yes mom, at the end of school yesterday."
"And...?" Ms. Aksone probed.
"I've got 5 A's and 3 B's and err...Joey got..." here Serenity hesistated.
Her mother held up a hand. "Wait, let me guess. Your brother got straight D's and one A in physical education," she said wryly.
Here Serenity beamed. "Nope! He got 4 B's and 4 A's! And he also got a high score on his SAT's enabling him to enter Toyko University!" (A/N: I'm not sure what are the requirements for entering Tokyo University so I'm just guessing. And I'm not sure about what kind of grading system they use in Japan for school. Sorry!)
Her mother stared at Serenity. Then her mouth broke into a wide grin. "Truly? My son isn't a dunce? He REALLY got into Tokyo University?"
"Mom!" Serenity protested. "Joey isn't a dunce. He's smart and you know it!"
"Who says I'm a dunce now?" another voice asked. Joey Wheeler walked into the hospital room bearing a bouquet of brilliantly colored flowers.
During the last two years Joey hadn't changed much except subtly appearance- wise. His voice had deepened slightly into a mellow bass and his forehead was cleared of his blond bangs, showing more clearly the charismatic brown eyes. But he still wore that same green jacket, and his tough don't-mess- with-me-or-my-friends exterior personality still sheltered his warm heart within.
Ms. Aksone sat up in bed, stretching her arms out to her son. Joey walked over and hugged his mother, careful not to hold to tightly so as not to harm her in her current weak state. When they pulled apart she lovingly smoothed hair bangs away from his face before letting go of him.
"I've heard outside Serenity, that you've already told mom about my surprise," Joey said with raised eyebrows. Serenity pouted.
"I'm sorry Joey," Ms. Aksone laughed. "But you know how I use parental pressure to weasel information out of my children."
Joey kissed his mother fondly on her pale cheek. "Forgiven," he announced. "And I present you flowers madam as another gesture of forgiveness."
"I accept monsieur," Ms. Aksone said with a twinkle in her eye. She breathed in the flowers' scent deeply. "Ah....the exotic variety I see. Orchids, lilies and jasmine." Ms. Aksone closed her eyes as if to treasure and memorize the perfume.
"Getting to be a florist's shop here you know," Serenity commented, surveying the hospital room. Which was true. Joey's and Serenity's friends had been sending in flowers at least once every two weeks, making sure that bright colors met Ms. Aksone's eyes at all times. Roses, tulips, camellias, daises and violets sat on every available surface in the room.
"I enjoy your friend, Ryou's plant," Ms. Askone said gesturing to a bonsai on the dresser. "It's quite artfully done. How is your friend nowadays?"
"He's fine," Joey shrugged. "You know since it's summer now he's just relaxing in the sun."
When Joey and Serenity discovered that their mother was in the hospital, they had also discovered there was a long list of hospital bills waiting for payment. Not wanting their mom to be bothered with bills, they took the responsibility upon themselves. They had to sell their mother's house in order to pay for the bills ending up with no place to stay. Joey was unwilling to bring Serenity to live with their father, having first-hand experience of their father's alcohol addiction and violent temper. So Ryou offered them to stay with him as his father, Shen, was nearly always on archeological digs and Ryou could use the company. For the last two years all three of them had lived in one house, Shen popping in sometimes.
Ms. Aksone chuckled. "I remember that his face was as white as chalk. He could sure use the sun. Make him more sexy than he is now."
"Mooooooooom!!!" Joey and Serenity cried out in unison.
"I'm sorry Serenity dear," Ms. Aksone said with a straight face. "I won't say that again of your future boyfriend."
"MOOOOOOOM!!!" Serenity cried out in horror, blushing deeply. Joey bent his head and chuckled.
Ms. Aksone patted her daughter on the arm with a grin. " Sorry Serenity. I won't scare you next time. You know how an old woman's mind wanders when concerned about her daughter's welfare."
Serenity reached over and hugged her mom tightly. "You're never old," she whispered. Ms. Aksone hugged Serenity, closing her eyes to savor the moment of close contact.
"Just...drop the match-making for a while all right?" Serenity mumbled in Ms. Aksone's hair. Ms. Aksone smiled gently.
"I promise."
Someone coughed loudly in the room. The two Wheelers and Ms. Aksone looked up to see Nurse Setoa with an apologetic expression on her face.
"I know Ms. Aksone how much you enjoy having your children with you, but they'll have to leave. It's time for your medicine. I'm sorry Joey and Serenity."
Ms. Aksone's face fell a little, but she quickly covered it up with a smile.
"How time flies? All right kids, follow what Nurse Setoa says."
Joey and Serenity protested saying that they wanted to stay with her. Nurse Setoa quietly moved in with a tray of medications and prepared the drugs Ms. Aksone took daily.
"Aw...mom. But I just got here and I wanna stay," Joey complained. Ms. Aksone shook her head.
"Nope! Get out of here buster and that's an order!" She sternly pointed a finger to the door. "Besides, you need to be with your friends and outside in the fresh air!"
Grumbling her children obeyed, but not without giving and getting a goodbye kiss each. Ms. Aksone smiled cheerfully and waved as her children left the room. Her light-hearted façade was dropped the minute she was sure that they were gone. She sighed heavily and leaned back.
"I know how it feels, I've got kids of my own," Nurse Setoa sympathized. Ms. Aksone turned her head towards Nurse Setoa and smiled wanly.
"It...it just hurts so much for me," Ms. Aksone closed her eyes. "It's wicked of me to think so, but I wish that my children had never come back from Battle City. When I see their loving faces I know that they're expecting me to fight, to hold on for them and I do just that. But they don't know how much it hurts. They don't realize that my heart aches with guilt, knowing that they look up at me to live when I want the opposite. I...I just want to die." Ms. Aksone felt like sobbing recklessly, unleashing pent-up depression.
"OW!" she shrieked suddenly, her wish coming true as tears sprang to her eyes.
"Sorry." Nurse Setoa dropped the plastic syringe into the trash can. "Thought that catching you off guard was better."
Ms. Aksone frowned. "You always catch me every single time..." her sentence fell into a mumble.
Nurse Setoa briskly cleaned up to be ready for the next leukemia patient. It was always the same, people talking about how tired they were, their feelings of hopelessness, wants of giving up. At first Nurse Setoa had comforted these people, fretting over them every second of her life before spilling tears when these people had quit life as they had desired. The depression nearly got to her, where she had contemplated suicide and had pressed a razor to a wrist. Now, after 10 years of working in the same work field she learned to build a glass wall around herself, people's death wishes sliding untouchable across her heart while her eyes clearly saw them. She became passive, unfeeling, but acted as the sympathetic nurse to the patients. Cleaning up, she carried her tray outside to the next hopeless patient.
"Auroris: Read and review please!!! Ciao for now!!! ^_~"
