Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is a brand name in this ficcy, including YuGiOh and Magi-Nation or any o' that stuff.
H: Yello, I'm the authoress of this fic and I'd like to say—
HH: That she's demented and belongs in a mental institute.
H: *shoves her yami off the screen* A-hem, anyway. U^_^ I'd like to mention that…this is really weird and let's just say that we're gonna be seeing a lot of cameo appearances by manga and anime characters. That is all. Thank you.
Eek: ONWARD, THEN!
CHAPTER 1: First Arrival
Meg's POV:
"I'm soooooooo bored," I moaned, slumping on my couch. "There is absolutely nothing to do. I HATE summer."
"It's not THAT bad," my friend Yai replied. "We just need to think of something to do."
"That's the problem," I groaned. That guy was supposed to be an A-student. How could he be so dumb? "There is NOTHING to do. Even YuGiOh's a rerun."
He was about to respond when the doorbell rang and a loud thumping came from the front.
"I'll get it," I sighed. "I have nothing better to do anyway." I fell off the couch and dragged myself to my feet, feigning exhaustion and staggering to the front hall. Yai shook his head in exasperation.
"You are so stupid!" he shouted. I poked my head back around the corner and gave him a toothy grin, but the bell rang again and the knocking grew more insistant. Flashing him a wink, I ran to the door and pulled it open.
A cloaked stranger greeted me. "Is Meg here?"
"Uh, yeah, that's me," I said, a little nervous. What did this weirdo want with me?
"I must speak to you. It is very urgent," he said, sweeping past me. He had an accent that sounded oddly familiar, but I couldn't quite place my finger on it. Besides, I was, shall we say, slightly alarmed by the fact that a guy I didn't know had just come into my house without permission. I couldn't even see his face under the shadows. I could visualize the headlines then: "Innocent Fourteen-Year Old and Friend Murdered in Own Home". Talk about creepy.
"Meg, who is it?" Yai asked, coming into the hall. "Oh!" he exclaimed, seeing our visitor. "Who is this?"
I walked up and stood by my friend, blocking the cloaked figure's way into the rest of the house, and trying to block growing fear at the same time. I reached out and grabbed an umbrella from the umbrella stand, holding it defensively in front of me. "Yeah, who are you?" I demanded. "You're not going a step further until you tell us your name and take off your cloak."
The figure chuckled softly, and my muscles relaxed on their own. It was not the diabolical laugh of an axe-murderer. "I am a friend," he laughed. "Indeed, I believe you know me quite well." And with a swift flick of his arm, his cloak flew off.
Yai and I stood in shocked silence, our eyes as wide as Jigun Bakudans. After a few moments of silence, I managed to stutter out a single word.
"B…Bakura?"
"Please, call me Ryou," he smiled, seating himself on the couch where I had been sitting only moments before. "I suppose you'll want to know why I'm here, huh?"
H: Waddya think? I write a lot of fics, but this is the first one I've actually put on FFN. Please don't flame, especially since I've only posted one chappie….
HH: Any and all flames will be used to fuel our fireplace. *snuggles in a blanket by the fire* It's cold here!
Eek: That's it, wot wot.
Pegasus: Please R&--
All else: AAAAHHHHH!!!! *boot poor Pegsy off screen* WE DON'T WANT YOU READ THE NOTICE!!!
Joey: What about me…?
H: ^_^ Sure, go ahead.
Joey: 'K. Please Read&Review.
HH: Excellent.
Joey: Thank ya.
