Aisha: I figure that there is no time like the present to start that schedule I talked about last chapter. In which case I apologize for this being a day or so late. But this is the fastest update in months! Last chapter was put up 8/21/03 and this chapter 8/24/03! YAY FOR ME!!!!! Not many people reviewed last chapter, but I think that's because of when I updated and the fact that it had just been soooo long. Anyway please read and review, and I should be updating again next weekend.

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Bound By Our Simple Mistakes

Chapter13: Saturday Morning!

(*Ryou's POV*)

Groaning slightly I rolled over, pulling my wings tighter to my body. I did not want to wake up. And the sun shining through the window and directly into my face was not helping. I was exhausted, hungry, sore beyond belief, and just generally unhappy.

The night before had been a living hell.

After being formally banned from the Upper Elements I was allowed to return to my apartment to gather some of my belongings together before leaving. Being watched the whole time by an Arch Angel, I had no chance to use my data bank.

So gathering what little I did own I returned to the court house to retrieve Bakura. The High Court seemed glad to be rid of him, and honestly I couldn't blame them. When I had first met him he had fit the description of a bully to the tee, but when Malik and Ishtar had been around he had been nice and understanding for the most part, but suddenly he seemed to have been reverting back to his original personality. Nothing but smirks and sarcasm.

I rolled over again trying in vein to get the sun out of my eyes. It wasn't working very well. Giving up I began to sit up when my back and my wings protested most painfully.

My wings!

My eyes widened at the thought. The High Court had left me my wings and powers. But when angels were banned from Heaven it was standard procedure that they be stripped of both so that they could not alert the mortal realm to our existence.

'Something's not right, Heaven never forgoes procedure.'

Things were just getting weirder and weirder all the time. Maybe they were afraid of me; I was half demon after all. But that wouldn't make sense because I wasn't fully trained and they were much stronger than me.

Sighing I stood up, wincing as pain coursed up through my spine. It was not going to be a pleasant stay on Earth, especially not with all the unanswered questions I was left with.

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(*Ishtar's POV*)

Morning came much too soon, especially when I found a sleeping demon snuggled up to my chest. He may have been a minion of darkness, but he looked so cute when he was curled up like that.

Without really wanting to I slowly got up, making sure not wake Malik up (Contrary to popular belief I do remember people's names, I just don't use them very often.) Heading out of my room, I made a beeline for the kitchen, with any luck Isis would be there and I could steal her breakfast (She's an excellent cook, and well, they won't let me anywhere near a stove. Kinda sad really, I think I'd make a great chef.)

But Isis was nowhere to be found; instead there was a little post-it note on the fridge door.

Ishtar:

There was a decisive lack of food when I woke up this morning. I went out to the grocery store and to run a few errands. I'm not sure when I'll be back. There's some money on the counter, go to the mall or something. Just stay out of trouble and BEHAVE!!

~Isis

P.S.- I noticed that your… friend stayed the night. Those wings are really bizarre, I wonder were he got them, but he shouldn't wear them around town, he'll attract attention.

Silly older sister, did she not believe us when we both told her he was a demon?

You two had me really freaked out last night. I almost believed you when he said he was a demon. ^_^;

Hmmm, guess she didn't.

Opening the fridge I took note that Isis was right there was no food. I was in the process of wondering who ate it all when Malik stumbled in. He looked incredibly disheveled, his hair was wild looking, his leather shirt was  twisted around and half way up his stomach, and it looked as though he was missing a sock. Generally it looked as though he had been thrown out of bed.

He stopped for a moment and blinked at me, before his gaze shifted down to my stomach. I was just about to ask what was so interesting when he looked back up at me, all innocent looking complete with pleading eyes.

"There's no food, is there?" he asked, lower lip trembling for dramatic affect. "But I'm hungry, I need sugar and caffeine!" Here he inserted an adorable sniffle. As cute as his act truly was, it wasn't having much of an effect on me.

"And what do you want me to do about that?" I asked eyeing him threw my bangs.

"Get me food?" He had his head tilted to the side, he looked so much like a kitten that I wanted to pet him.

"Isis is getting food. How did you know that there wasn't any?"

"I can see and sense threw objects." His act was completely dropped at this point.

"Oh." That would explain why he was staring at me. Damn, I had kinda been hoping that he was checking me out. Guess not. Oh well, I had all day to get him to realize that I owned him.

"So when is she getting back?"

"Dunno."

He growled low in his throat before saying, "But I'm hungry now!" As scary as people say I am, that was kind of frightening. I couldn't wait to take him to school and scare all of the freshman.

"So am I… Bakura's usually the only one at his house, he should have food, and with any luck he'll still be asleep." Twin smiles played around our lips at the thought of breaking and entering.

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(*Yugi's POV*)

For angels and demons alike it is entirely possible to use ones powers to make their wings vanish so they look like humans. Why this thought had not occurred to me before I crashed on Yami's sofa for the night shall forever remain a mystery. But I suppose a young look alike of his grandson with wings was not the best thing for Yami's grandpa first thing in the morning. Not the best way for me to wake up, either.

There was no screaming, or shouting, just a lot of buggy-eyed stares before he grabbed my hand, shook it, welcomed me to the house and asked if I was a friend of Yami's.

"Not exactly," I replied, before telling him what had happened the previous day. 'It's gonna be a long day,' I thought before following Grandpa (as he insisted he be called) in to the kitchen for breakfast.

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Aisha: Short again, but it's something, isn't it? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!