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Title: -Insert Title Here- (yes, that is the title)
Author: Gothic Ryou
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Téa bashing, some shounen-ai
Pairings: Keaira/Joey, Malik/Caden, Ryou/Bakura [Later in the story ^^]
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Gi Oh, its plot, setting, characters, etc.
Claimer: Hah! CADEN AND KEAIRA ARE MINE, THEIVES! GET YOUR OWN CHARACTERS!
[ x ] Dreamgirl625: YES-UHM! *starts writing the next chapter*
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Beep, beep, beep.
"Argstupidfuckingalarmgrarfdiediedie!"
Poke, poke, poke.
"CADEN, GET UP, YOU LAZY BUM!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"KEAIRA GO AWAY, DAMNIT!"
"It's time for school! First day of school, first day of school, first day of school!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"NO I WANNA SLEEP! GO AWAY, FUCKER!"
"CADEN MARIE HAWKRIDER IF YOU DON'T GET OUT OF BED THIS ISTANT, I'LL DRAW ON YOUR FACE WITH PINK SHARPIES!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"IF YOU DON'T LET ME GO BACK TO SLEEP, I'LL DYE YOUR HAIR ARMY GREEN!"
"I'LL TRASH YOUR CLOTHES, BUZZ YOUR HAIR, AND CUT YOUR BOOTS INTO TINY LITTLE PIECES!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"Okayokayokaydon'ttouchmybootsilovemybootsi'llgetupifyouleavethemalone!"
Caden literally rolled out of bed, across the floor, and to the night stand next to her sister's bed to shut off the alarm clock. She kicked off the blanket that was wrapped around her like a burrito, and somehow summoned up enough effort to stand up. Keaira, being the happy-perky school-loving girl that she was, was already showered, dressed, and ready for school. She was dressed in a green, plaid cheerleader-style mini skirt, a white button down tee shirt with three-quarter sleeves, and a green and black striped tie hung loosely around her neck. Keaira was a firm believer in the 'natural look' when it came to make up. A black backpack hung over her shoulders, full of school supplies.
Keaira sat down on the bed, swinging her legs back and forth as she waited for Caden to get in and out of the shower. She heard the water begin to run, and glanced at the clock. 6:47. School started in roughly an hour and 45 minutes. One two three four five six seven eight nine ten minutes passed. It was now 6:57.
"Showershowershower! Washwashwash! Scrubscrubsrub! Showershowershower! Washwashwash! Scrubscrubscrub!" Keaira chanted.
One two three four five six seven eight nine ten more minutes passed.
"SEVEN-OH-SEVEN! SEVEN-OH-SEVEN! SEVEN-OH-SEVEN!" she chanted.
One two three four five more minutes passed, and finally, Caden walked back into the room, fully dressed. Bobby pins with red skulls at the ends accented her hair. She wore a guys' sized loose Marilyn Manson short sleeve tee shirt, spiked bracelets, and baggy black pants that zippered open in three places in the front, chains hanging from the sides, and four fake suspender-type things hanging off the back of the pants. Caden wore heavy black liquid eyeliner, white eyeshadow with a semi-thick black streak of eyeliner in the dead center, and dark maroon lipstick. She grabbed her black messenger back and stuffed all the school supplies that she thought she would need in it.
The twins walked downstairs to the game shop, where Yami and Yugi were waiting for them. Yugi was, like he was the day before, semi-hiding behind Yami. Not as in cowering-in-fear hiding, but standing next to, but behind Yami at the same time so you could only see three-quarters of his body.
"Do I really scare you *that* much?" Caden asked.
"Well, you *did* have a rather large outburst at Téa yesterday."
"I was having a bad day. And plus, anyone who DARES lecture me about how I should dress, act, or be is in for a beating. She was lucky I was too wiped out to pummel her."
Her statement made Yugi hide even more.
"Gomen arigato, gomen arigato! Caden is really bitchy in the mornings! She'll be okay in a few hours when she wakes up. She's all bark and no bite... Most of the times!" [A]
Caden rolled her eyes.
"Well, are you two ladies ready to go?" Yami asked.
The girls nodded, and they exited the game shop and walked towards Domino City High School.
~ ~ ~
"Minna-san tatte kudasai," said the teacher.
The students responded automatically, standing up.
"Minna-san ohayo gozaimasu," she said.
"Sensei ohayo gozaimasu," everyone said in chorus.
"Hai, hajimemashou. I am Tanaka, and I teach history. This is haya no bangou nijugo, so if you are in the wrong place, please leave."
Caden completely ignored what Tanaka-sensei was saying. This was school, just like school in America, why should she care about grades? It's not like she was actually going to go to college or anything. Her band, The Bad Luck Trio (in which she was lead singer and guitarist), had gotten a record deal, and were set to record their first album next fall. You don't have to go to college to know how to write songs, sing, or play guitar. Sure, you can major in music, but only if you want to *teach* music. Recording companies could care less if you had gone to college or not. [B]
She looked over to the desk to the right and up one seat, where a rather *cute* looking guy with a nice tan and a sexy blonde shag cut was trying desperately not to fall asleep. She smirked to herself, and decided that he either: a) had no interest for history, b) partied hard last night, c) was hung over, or d) was an insomniac and couldn't sleep. She could relate in any case, at least. She used to be an insomniac, despised history, had been hung over a time or two, and had partied hard so many nights and had been to so many raves that she could count them all.
But she wasn't a druggie.
No drugs for Caden.
Caden wasn't the type of girl who used Ecstacy or something to stay up at raves.
'But your sister is,' she thought to herself.
Caden tapped the blonde on the shoulder and passed him a note that read, 'learn how to sleep with your eyes open.' He smiled at her and nodded, and she smirked inwardly at herself.
A smile.
He smiled at *her*.
She *made* him smile at her.
Was that possible?
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Indeed, this chapter focused mainly on Caden at the end. Keaira will come back into the story for a while later (probably next chapter), but I figured that focusing a chapter or Caden would help you READERS get into her head a bit more. Maybe.
Keaira is a bit of an eccentric nutcase, huh? And I think that I AM going to put Yami Malik in this story. For the purpose of spiffyness, I shall call him Marik! Marik, I say! He popped out of the plot story! Fwah hah hah! He's gonna be in the next chapter, I swear! PREPARE FOR A CADEN/MALIK/MARIK RELATIONSHIP PROBLEM THING! WOOHOO!
Give me more reviews, please! ^^
[A] Japanese translation! Yaaaaaay!
Gomen arigato - sorry
Minna-san - everyone
Ohayo gozaimasu - good morning (formal; informal would be just ohayo)
Sensei - teacher (also used for doctors and other titles)
Hai - yes
Hajimemashou - let's begin
Haya no bangou nijugo - room number 25
[B] The Bad Luck Trio is my future band's name, which IS in the process of being put together. WHERE CAN YOU FIND AN EFFING BASSIST THAT ISN'T ALREADY IN A BAND? MRAWR! Don't name your band by that name. I used that band name because I LOVE IT TO DEATH, and if you steal it, I will hunt you down and scoop your eyeballs out with spoons.
Title: -Insert Title Here- (yes, that is the title)
Author: Gothic Ryou
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Téa bashing, some shounen-ai
Pairings: Keaira/Joey, Malik/Caden, Ryou/Bakura [Later in the story ^^]
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Gi Oh, its plot, setting, characters, etc.
Claimer: Hah! CADEN AND KEAIRA ARE MINE, THEIVES! GET YOUR OWN CHARACTERS!
[ x ] Dreamgirl625: YES-UHM! *starts writing the next chapter*
[----------]
Beep, beep, beep.
"Argstupidfuckingalarmgrarfdiediedie!"
Poke, poke, poke.
"CADEN, GET UP, YOU LAZY BUM!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"KEAIRA GO AWAY, DAMNIT!"
"It's time for school! First day of school, first day of school, first day of school!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"NO I WANNA SLEEP! GO AWAY, FUCKER!"
"CADEN MARIE HAWKRIDER IF YOU DON'T GET OUT OF BED THIS ISTANT, I'LL DRAW ON YOUR FACE WITH PINK SHARPIES!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"IF YOU DON'T LET ME GO BACK TO SLEEP, I'LL DYE YOUR HAIR ARMY GREEN!"
"I'LL TRASH YOUR CLOTHES, BUZZ YOUR HAIR, AND CUT YOUR BOOTS INTO TINY LITTLE PIECES!"
Beep, beep, beep.
"Okayokayokaydon'ttouchmybootsilovemybootsi'llgetupifyouleavethemalone!"
Caden literally rolled out of bed, across the floor, and to the night stand next to her sister's bed to shut off the alarm clock. She kicked off the blanket that was wrapped around her like a burrito, and somehow summoned up enough effort to stand up. Keaira, being the happy-perky school-loving girl that she was, was already showered, dressed, and ready for school. She was dressed in a green, plaid cheerleader-style mini skirt, a white button down tee shirt with three-quarter sleeves, and a green and black striped tie hung loosely around her neck. Keaira was a firm believer in the 'natural look' when it came to make up. A black backpack hung over her shoulders, full of school supplies.
Keaira sat down on the bed, swinging her legs back and forth as she waited for Caden to get in and out of the shower. She heard the water begin to run, and glanced at the clock. 6:47. School started in roughly an hour and 45 minutes. One two three four five six seven eight nine ten minutes passed. It was now 6:57.
"Showershowershower! Washwashwash! Scrubscrubsrub! Showershowershower! Washwashwash! Scrubscrubscrub!" Keaira chanted.
One two three four five six seven eight nine ten more minutes passed.
"SEVEN-OH-SEVEN! SEVEN-OH-SEVEN! SEVEN-OH-SEVEN!" she chanted.
One two three four five more minutes passed, and finally, Caden walked back into the room, fully dressed. Bobby pins with red skulls at the ends accented her hair. She wore a guys' sized loose Marilyn Manson short sleeve tee shirt, spiked bracelets, and baggy black pants that zippered open in three places in the front, chains hanging from the sides, and four fake suspender-type things hanging off the back of the pants. Caden wore heavy black liquid eyeliner, white eyeshadow with a semi-thick black streak of eyeliner in the dead center, and dark maroon lipstick. She grabbed her black messenger back and stuffed all the school supplies that she thought she would need in it.
The twins walked downstairs to the game shop, where Yami and Yugi were waiting for them. Yugi was, like he was the day before, semi-hiding behind Yami. Not as in cowering-in-fear hiding, but standing next to, but behind Yami at the same time so you could only see three-quarters of his body.
"Do I really scare you *that* much?" Caden asked.
"Well, you *did* have a rather large outburst at Téa yesterday."
"I was having a bad day. And plus, anyone who DARES lecture me about how I should dress, act, or be is in for a beating. She was lucky I was too wiped out to pummel her."
Her statement made Yugi hide even more.
"Gomen arigato, gomen arigato! Caden is really bitchy in the mornings! She'll be okay in a few hours when she wakes up. She's all bark and no bite... Most of the times!" [A]
Caden rolled her eyes.
"Well, are you two ladies ready to go?" Yami asked.
The girls nodded, and they exited the game shop and walked towards Domino City High School.
~ ~ ~
"Minna-san tatte kudasai," said the teacher.
The students responded automatically, standing up.
"Minna-san ohayo gozaimasu," she said.
"Sensei ohayo gozaimasu," everyone said in chorus.
"Hai, hajimemashou. I am Tanaka, and I teach history. This is haya no bangou nijugo, so if you are in the wrong place, please leave."
Caden completely ignored what Tanaka-sensei was saying. This was school, just like school in America, why should she care about grades? It's not like she was actually going to go to college or anything. Her band, The Bad Luck Trio (in which she was lead singer and guitarist), had gotten a record deal, and were set to record their first album next fall. You don't have to go to college to know how to write songs, sing, or play guitar. Sure, you can major in music, but only if you want to *teach* music. Recording companies could care less if you had gone to college or not. [B]
She looked over to the desk to the right and up one seat, where a rather *cute* looking guy with a nice tan and a sexy blonde shag cut was trying desperately not to fall asleep. She smirked to herself, and decided that he either: a) had no interest for history, b) partied hard last night, c) was hung over, or d) was an insomniac and couldn't sleep. She could relate in any case, at least. She used to be an insomniac, despised history, had been hung over a time or two, and had partied hard so many nights and had been to so many raves that she could count them all.
But she wasn't a druggie.
No drugs for Caden.
Caden wasn't the type of girl who used Ecstacy or something to stay up at raves.
'But your sister is,' she thought to herself.
Caden tapped the blonde on the shoulder and passed him a note that read, 'learn how to sleep with your eyes open.' He smiled at her and nodded, and she smirked inwardly at herself.
A smile.
He smiled at *her*.
She *made* him smile at her.
Was that possible?
[----------]
Indeed, this chapter focused mainly on Caden at the end. Keaira will come back into the story for a while later (probably next chapter), but I figured that focusing a chapter or Caden would help you READERS get into her head a bit more. Maybe.
Keaira is a bit of an eccentric nutcase, huh? And I think that I AM going to put Yami Malik in this story. For the purpose of spiffyness, I shall call him Marik! Marik, I say! He popped out of the plot story! Fwah hah hah! He's gonna be in the next chapter, I swear! PREPARE FOR A CADEN/MALIK/MARIK RELATIONSHIP PROBLEM THING! WOOHOO!
Give me more reviews, please! ^^
[A] Japanese translation! Yaaaaaay!
Gomen arigato - sorry
Minna-san - everyone
Ohayo gozaimasu - good morning (formal; informal would be just ohayo)
Sensei - teacher (also used for doctors and other titles)
Hai - yes
Hajimemashou - let's begin
Haya no bangou nijugo - room number 25
[B] The Bad Luck Trio is my future band's name, which IS in the process of being put together. WHERE CAN YOU FIND AN EFFING BASSIST THAT ISN'T ALREADY IN A BAND? MRAWR! Don't name your band by that name. I used that band name because I LOVE IT TO DEATH, and if you steal it, I will hunt you down and scoop your eyeballs out with spoons.