Chapter two: In which the narrator reveals herself.
Warnings: Pointless fluff, one-sided Yami/Yugi (For now!), (Eventual) Seto/Jounouchi, Malik/Ryou and Marik/Bakura. Oh, yeah, and a duel monster is the narrator. Next chapter, Yami-tachi go to the arcade for some much-needed R&R.
This chapter is dedicated to my friend, Darth. Happy Birthday, Darthy! Consider this chapter half of your birthday gift ^_^
Oh, right... While we're here... Bahamut, would you please do the disclaimer?
Bahamut: Okay... *takes a deep breath* My summoner does not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of it's characters. She does own the plot of this fic, though, so please don't steal it.
Or I will be forced to hunt you down and KEEL YOU! Ahem... Anyway. *allows the chapter to start*
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Before Yugi could speak a word, Yami laughed harshly and turned away, talking softly to himself. "What am I thinking? This is just a hallucination brought on by lack of sleep." Here he turned back to Yugi.
"You, hallucination or whatever you are, turn the light off and go away. I'm going to sleep."
Yugi's huge violet eyes doubled in size. "Y-you don't remember me?"
Yami just laughed again. "You? You're a figment of my imagination! Why should I remember you?"
Yugi sighed, walked over and looked up at him sadly. "This is why..."
He whispered, pulling his head down and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. Yami was too shocked to do anything but stand there and take it, while thinking, 'This is one hell of a fucked-up dream...' (A.N. Yami, you pottymouth...)
Yami's back was to the window, and Yugi was too caught up in the moment to notice the small, winged shadow that detached itself from the tree outside the window. Nor did they notice the small puff of black smoke that marked it's passage into the shadow realm. However, the green-eyed boy who was skulking in the bushes DID notice, and he followed. And that factors into our story in a very large way.
FLASH! The Meda Bat that had been spying on Yami and Yugi appeared in the realm of shadows-turned-evil with a paradoxical (A.N. Is that a word? O.o;) flash of dark light. It screeched once as it melted into a ball of black energy, and once more, as a muscular, suit-clad man with blue-green hair and blank, pupil-less brown eyes snapped his jaws shut on it, chewing a few times and tilting his head reflectively as he swallowed. "Hmm... So Yami has no memories... Interesting."
Now, before I go on, I suppose I should explain the state of affairs in the shadow realm. The King of Yamimakai has taken over, and most of the monsters have been subdued. However, all is not lost, for a small group of powerful mages and shapeshifters has escaped the evil creature's clutches. Also, for you humans who haven't quite grasped it yet, the monsters on the duel monsters cards actually do exist in the shadow realm, but ninety-five percent of them are humans who have chosen to take stronger, more efficient, non-human forms outside the darkness that is their home. What? How do I know? Simple. I'm one of them myself.
Anyway, since I'm off on a tangent now, I might as well introduce the little group of rebels I'm a part of.
First, there's our leader, Akuma, he's the eldest. His full name is Akuma no Yami, which means Demon of Darkness in modern Japanese, I think. He's the Magician of Black Chaos, so you know what he looks like, right? Long black hair, red-brown eyes, kinda greenish skin, tattoos, buckle fetish? Him.
Then there's his best friend (And crush- don't tell him I told you!), Shade, the Dark Magician, he's younger than Akuma, he's got purple hair, blue eyes and a serious case of paranoia- he never takes that damn armor off.
Next is Shade's younger brother, Destroyer, the Summoned Skull (There's the efficiency thing I was talking about! He's just as powerful as his brother, but he requires less energy to summon, which makes him a valuable asset to his master, or rather, masters, Yami and Yugi), in his human form he's nearly identical to Shade, but shorter, with reddish-purple hair and fiery green eyes, rather than deep blue (Sound familiar? He's the one who told me about the Meda Bat incident, and he was the boy who was skulking in the bushes under Yami's window).
Then there's Bahamut, the Black Skull Dragon, daughter of a Summoned Skull and a Red-Eyes Black Dragon, she has red eyes and black hair with bright red streaks.
Then, of course, there's me, the eldest of the four Blue-Eyes White Dragons. What? Of course I'm not a dragon right now. When I'm not fighting, I'm just a girl with silver hair and blue eyes. In battle, though, I'm quite distinctive. I'm the smallest of us, you see. May I continue...? Okay.
The second eldest of us is my brother Sennen, he's got the same hair and eyes that I do- as a matter of fact, we all have silver hair and blue eyes, but my brothers are bigger than my little sister and I.
Seto, our youngest brother, is next in line, (Don't confuse him with Master Seto! He's a completely different person), then the youngest of us, Sakura, who is the only healer in our strange little group. (I don't blame her for choosing the way of the healer. Our mother was an elf, and the healing arts often tempt me, as well. How I wish this war would end...). Then, finally, there's Aika.
Aika is the most important one of our little group. Why? Simply enough, she's the last of her clan, the Maha Vailo. You see, her clan were the only ones who knew the secret to unlocking the four mystic items- the Horn of the Unicorn, the Axe of Despair, the Sword of Tenacity (Deep-Seated), and the key to them all, the Book of Secret Arts. If we can collect them all, she'll be able to use that energy to restore Yami's powers, so he can help us. The only problem is, we need him to help us retrieve the stupid items. I believe humans nowadays call such a situation a "catch-22."
Wait, there's more. Yamimakai's found Yami, and he's going to send his minions to kill him. If we lose him, we're in some very deep trouble, because we need his shadow powers to seal the shadow realm for the last time. We'd do it ourselves, but it must be sealed from the outside, and if we're cut off from our home for too long, we'll die. And besides... What? Oh, excuse me. The story, right. Where was I? Hmm... Oh, forget it. Let's go to Seto, now, since I can more easily keep tabs on him- Why? He's my master, you dolt... Ah, yes, there he is. Mokuba's just gone to bed, and he's just settling down after a long day...
Seto sighed heavily, flopping on his back on his bed, his limbs a graceless tangle. "God, I hate my job..." He rolled over and shoved his face into the pillow, screaming angrily for a moment, then pulling himself loose and sighing heavily. "Day and night, it's grind, grind, grind." He paused for a moment before laughing humorlessly. "I'm talking to myself! Maybe I AM going off the deep end." He paused again to consider this, then shrugged, yawned and stretched lazily. As he did, his hand hit a small, hard object. "Huh?" Seto yawned languidly, pulling himself up to lean against the head of his bed, before reaching under his pillow and grabbing the box which lay there. "Where'd this come from?" He blinked twice before shrugging. "Who cares? 'S not big enough to be a bomb..." and flipping the lid open. "A necklace. Some joker sent me a necklace." He paused, then grinned. "Aw, what the hell. Looking like an idiot will do me some good." He picked the necklace up and fastened it around his neck. No sooner had the clasp clicked shut than... FLASH! A blur of golden light! A moment later, Seto found himself lying on his back with something sitting on his stomach.
To be continued...
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(Oh, thanks and many kudos to ICZ for being my beta reader!)
Authoress' Note:
I believe I forgot to mention everyones' ages and status. Ishizu is 21 and living in Egypt, where she is an archaeologist; Seto is eighteen and running Kaiba Corporation in addition to going to high school like everyone else and caring for Mokuba; Malik, Marik and Yami are seventeen and living with their parents (or, in Yami's case, adoptive grandparent- he was adopted by Sugoroku's daughter and her husband from an Egyptian orphanage [where his father had dumped him six weeks before] when he was two, since their son was stillborn [Guess what they named HIM? That's right, Yugi!], but they died in a car crash a year later, leaving Sugoroku to take care of Yami for the next fourteen years, when we meet him. Confusing, isn't it?) while going to high school; and Yugi, Jounouchi, Bakura and Ryou are all somewhere between sixteen (Yugi) and eighteen (Jounouchi), if you subtract the three thousand and two years they have been sealed, and they exist in the Puzzle (Yugi), Necklace (Jou), Rod (Ryou), and Ring (Bakura).
Warnings: Pointless fluff, one-sided Yami/Yugi (For now!), (Eventual) Seto/Jounouchi, Malik/Ryou and Marik/Bakura. Oh, yeah, and a duel monster is the narrator. Next chapter, Yami-tachi go to the arcade for some much-needed R&R.
This chapter is dedicated to my friend, Darth. Happy Birthday, Darthy! Consider this chapter half of your birthday gift ^_^
Oh, right... While we're here... Bahamut, would you please do the disclaimer?
Bahamut: Okay... *takes a deep breath* My summoner does not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of it's characters. She does own the plot of this fic, though, so please don't steal it.
Or I will be forced to hunt you down and KEEL YOU! Ahem... Anyway. *allows the chapter to start*
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Before Yugi could speak a word, Yami laughed harshly and turned away, talking softly to himself. "What am I thinking? This is just a hallucination brought on by lack of sleep." Here he turned back to Yugi.
"You, hallucination or whatever you are, turn the light off and go away. I'm going to sleep."
Yugi's huge violet eyes doubled in size. "Y-you don't remember me?"
Yami just laughed again. "You? You're a figment of my imagination! Why should I remember you?"
Yugi sighed, walked over and looked up at him sadly. "This is why..."
He whispered, pulling his head down and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. Yami was too shocked to do anything but stand there and take it, while thinking, 'This is one hell of a fucked-up dream...' (A.N. Yami, you pottymouth...)
Yami's back was to the window, and Yugi was too caught up in the moment to notice the small, winged shadow that detached itself from the tree outside the window. Nor did they notice the small puff of black smoke that marked it's passage into the shadow realm. However, the green-eyed boy who was skulking in the bushes DID notice, and he followed. And that factors into our story in a very large way.
FLASH! The Meda Bat that had been spying on Yami and Yugi appeared in the realm of shadows-turned-evil with a paradoxical (A.N. Is that a word? O.o;) flash of dark light. It screeched once as it melted into a ball of black energy, and once more, as a muscular, suit-clad man with blue-green hair and blank, pupil-less brown eyes snapped his jaws shut on it, chewing a few times and tilting his head reflectively as he swallowed. "Hmm... So Yami has no memories... Interesting."
Now, before I go on, I suppose I should explain the state of affairs in the shadow realm. The King of Yamimakai has taken over, and most of the monsters have been subdued. However, all is not lost, for a small group of powerful mages and shapeshifters has escaped the evil creature's clutches. Also, for you humans who haven't quite grasped it yet, the monsters on the duel monsters cards actually do exist in the shadow realm, but ninety-five percent of them are humans who have chosen to take stronger, more efficient, non-human forms outside the darkness that is their home. What? How do I know? Simple. I'm one of them myself.
Anyway, since I'm off on a tangent now, I might as well introduce the little group of rebels I'm a part of.
First, there's our leader, Akuma, he's the eldest. His full name is Akuma no Yami, which means Demon of Darkness in modern Japanese, I think. He's the Magician of Black Chaos, so you know what he looks like, right? Long black hair, red-brown eyes, kinda greenish skin, tattoos, buckle fetish? Him.
Then there's his best friend (And crush- don't tell him I told you!), Shade, the Dark Magician, he's younger than Akuma, he's got purple hair, blue eyes and a serious case of paranoia- he never takes that damn armor off.
Next is Shade's younger brother, Destroyer, the Summoned Skull (There's the efficiency thing I was talking about! He's just as powerful as his brother, but he requires less energy to summon, which makes him a valuable asset to his master, or rather, masters, Yami and Yugi), in his human form he's nearly identical to Shade, but shorter, with reddish-purple hair and fiery green eyes, rather than deep blue (Sound familiar? He's the one who told me about the Meda Bat incident, and he was the boy who was skulking in the bushes under Yami's window).
Then there's Bahamut, the Black Skull Dragon, daughter of a Summoned Skull and a Red-Eyes Black Dragon, she has red eyes and black hair with bright red streaks.
Then, of course, there's me, the eldest of the four Blue-Eyes White Dragons. What? Of course I'm not a dragon right now. When I'm not fighting, I'm just a girl with silver hair and blue eyes. In battle, though, I'm quite distinctive. I'm the smallest of us, you see. May I continue...? Okay.
The second eldest of us is my brother Sennen, he's got the same hair and eyes that I do- as a matter of fact, we all have silver hair and blue eyes, but my brothers are bigger than my little sister and I.
Seto, our youngest brother, is next in line, (Don't confuse him with Master Seto! He's a completely different person), then the youngest of us, Sakura, who is the only healer in our strange little group. (I don't blame her for choosing the way of the healer. Our mother was an elf, and the healing arts often tempt me, as well. How I wish this war would end...). Then, finally, there's Aika.
Aika is the most important one of our little group. Why? Simply enough, she's the last of her clan, the Maha Vailo. You see, her clan were the only ones who knew the secret to unlocking the four mystic items- the Horn of the Unicorn, the Axe of Despair, the Sword of Tenacity (Deep-Seated), and the key to them all, the Book of Secret Arts. If we can collect them all, she'll be able to use that energy to restore Yami's powers, so he can help us. The only problem is, we need him to help us retrieve the stupid items. I believe humans nowadays call such a situation a "catch-22."
Wait, there's more. Yamimakai's found Yami, and he's going to send his minions to kill him. If we lose him, we're in some very deep trouble, because we need his shadow powers to seal the shadow realm for the last time. We'd do it ourselves, but it must be sealed from the outside, and if we're cut off from our home for too long, we'll die. And besides... What? Oh, excuse me. The story, right. Where was I? Hmm... Oh, forget it. Let's go to Seto, now, since I can more easily keep tabs on him- Why? He's my master, you dolt... Ah, yes, there he is. Mokuba's just gone to bed, and he's just settling down after a long day...
Seto sighed heavily, flopping on his back on his bed, his limbs a graceless tangle. "God, I hate my job..." He rolled over and shoved his face into the pillow, screaming angrily for a moment, then pulling himself loose and sighing heavily. "Day and night, it's grind, grind, grind." He paused for a moment before laughing humorlessly. "I'm talking to myself! Maybe I AM going off the deep end." He paused again to consider this, then shrugged, yawned and stretched lazily. As he did, his hand hit a small, hard object. "Huh?" Seto yawned languidly, pulling himself up to lean against the head of his bed, before reaching under his pillow and grabbing the box which lay there. "Where'd this come from?" He blinked twice before shrugging. "Who cares? 'S not big enough to be a bomb..." and flipping the lid open. "A necklace. Some joker sent me a necklace." He paused, then grinned. "Aw, what the hell. Looking like an idiot will do me some good." He picked the necklace up and fastened it around his neck. No sooner had the clasp clicked shut than... FLASH! A blur of golden light! A moment later, Seto found himself lying on his back with something sitting on his stomach.
To be continued...
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(Oh, thanks and many kudos to ICZ for being my beta reader!)
Authoress' Note:
I believe I forgot to mention everyones' ages and status. Ishizu is 21 and living in Egypt, where she is an archaeologist; Seto is eighteen and running Kaiba Corporation in addition to going to high school like everyone else and caring for Mokuba; Malik, Marik and Yami are seventeen and living with their parents (or, in Yami's case, adoptive grandparent- he was adopted by Sugoroku's daughter and her husband from an Egyptian orphanage [where his father had dumped him six weeks before] when he was two, since their son was stillborn [Guess what they named HIM? That's right, Yugi!], but they died in a car crash a year later, leaving Sugoroku to take care of Yami for the next fourteen years, when we meet him. Confusing, isn't it?) while going to high school; and Yugi, Jounouchi, Bakura and Ryou are all somewhere between sixteen (Yugi) and eighteen (Jounouchi), if you subtract the three thousand and two years they have been sealed, and they exist in the Puzzle (Yugi), Necklace (Jou), Rod (Ryou), and Ring (Bakura).