R Amythest: *leans back in chair* So, we left off a sincere smile. 'Tis
romantic, isn't it? This might be my favourite story soon. . .
Yami Amythest: *sweatdrop* I thought we cured the authoress of the British thing.
Ryou: I think I know the only thing that might work. *turns to R Amythest* if you knock it off I'll let you glomp me!
R Amythest: REALLY?! *GLOMP!* *GLOMP!* *GLOMP!*
Ryou: @_@ me and my ideas. . . *faints*
Yami Amythest: well, the authoress is fine, so let's get the story started!
R Amythest: yuppers.
PS, yes, I can imitate a British/English (whichever you prefer to call it) pretty well whenever I feel like it.
(Rayo's POV)
Yami's face lit up with a smile. It wasn't one of those smirks- it was really a smile. I could make him happy? That was new. "Okay, Rayo," he replied in a soft tone. I liked his real voice, not the bossy I'm-the- pharaoh-here-so-you-have-to-do-whatever-I-say voice, but the softer voice he used when he was delighted. In fact, I was sort of scared of his shouting voice.
There was a knock on the door. "Holy Ra, now what?" Yami muttered. He pretty much stomped over to the door where the servant was waiting.
"Your water, Sir Pharaoh," the servant addressed.
"Thanks, but it isn't for me," Yami told him. He shut the door and came to me.
(Yami's POV)
Rayo was watching me. I brought the water over to him. "Here," I said, giving the cup to him.
"Thanks, Yami," he thanked. He held the cup in his small hands (A/N awww! How cute! A little Chibi Yami Bakura!) and drank. I watched him. Even wrapped in bandages, he had an angelic form. A knock was at the door.
"WHAT-" I stopped in mid sentence to some whining. Then I remembered my deal with Rayo. "What now?" I asked calmly.
"Um, pharaoh sir, just some reports, sir, I think you should see them. . ." a medic stuttered.
I growled. 'Doctors are a nuisances.' "Okay, I'll be there in a sec." I turned to Rayo who had a playful smile on his face. "I'll be back in a sec, ok?"
"Okay," he said.
(3rd person)
Yami closed the door to the hospital room. The medic was scribbling notes down hastily on a piece of scrap paper. "WELL?" demanded Yami impatiently. "You interrupted a very inspiring conversation so you better make this worth it!"
The doctor, who appeared to be the first one, fumbled with his robes. (A/N I would've done glasses, but they didn't have them in ancient Egypt) "Yes, sir, I think you will find this fascinating. The shadow games. . ." the medic broke off his sentence and appeared startled at the information written on the clipboard.
"What about the shadow games?" Yami growled.
"They aren't under control anymore and are running a rampage over Egypt!" the medic exclaimed.
"WHAT?!" Yami yelled. "But that could be a threat to the world!"
"I KNOW sir, that's why I called you!"
"Baby-sit Rayo!" Yami yelled as he ran down the stairs.
"Who?" the medic asked, confused.
"The boy! I've got to confront the monsters. . ."
"But you're still in bad condition!"
"Just do as I say!" His voice faded away as he got farther down the stairs.
**somewhere, a threat to Yami is being masterfully plotted. . .**
"Yes, Seto, I will bring you back when I've gotten enough souls," a teen hissed. He was dressed in a brownish-black cape, with a hood. A shadow covered his face, and all that was visible was a few strands of light golden hair.
"Malik, the shadow games are already released, and I know that idiot Yami will be there! I can't miss out this chance!" a translucent Seto exclaimed.
"I share your loathing for Yami but I simply don't have enough energy," Malik explained, the hood now slightly slipping off, revealing his tanned face. "We need another Millennium Item!"
"Do you know the rod's powers?" Seto challenged.
"Yes, to control minds, but how does that-"
"Then take someone's mind and make them fork a millennium item over! It's that easy!" Seto hollered. "I didn't let you take the millennium rod for nothing!"
"Actually, I took it out of your inanimate hand," Malik muttered.
"What was that?" Seto asked, in a low tone.
"Nothing, sir," Malik said quickly.
"I don't think that was nothing," Seto grumbled. "But I'll let that slide. Just get me out of this stupid realm." Seto vanished.
"He didn't think it was stupid when HE had the rod, but times have changed." Malik shrugged. The alley he was hiding in was still red from the Rayo incident. You'd think that was the last place he'd hide, but of course, that was reverse psychology. Malik leaned back (avoiding the blood) and thought for a while. "Maybe that Rayo kid could be of use." Thinking that was a good idea, he slipped out of the open, where he spotted Yami trying to tame a Red Eyes. "This is going to be easier than I thought. . ."
**************
R Amythest: Yeah, it was short, but I like it. I've got the whole story layout in my head. . . Ryou: That usually means she's going to torture me. . . 0-0
R Amythest: AHHH!!!! Can't. . . resist. . . puppy. . . eyes. . . *glomp*
Ryou: *muttering to self* me and my big eyes. . .
Yami Amythest: that's quite literal.
Chibi Yami Bakura: So wewiew! *give you big puppy eyes* 0-0 pwease? I'll wug you! *smile* ^_^
Yami Amythest: *sweatdrop* I thought we cured the authoress of the British thing.
Ryou: I think I know the only thing that might work. *turns to R Amythest* if you knock it off I'll let you glomp me!
R Amythest: REALLY?! *GLOMP!* *GLOMP!* *GLOMP!*
Ryou: @_@ me and my ideas. . . *faints*
Yami Amythest: well, the authoress is fine, so let's get the story started!
R Amythest: yuppers.
PS, yes, I can imitate a British/English (whichever you prefer to call it) pretty well whenever I feel like it.
(Rayo's POV)
Yami's face lit up with a smile. It wasn't one of those smirks- it was really a smile. I could make him happy? That was new. "Okay, Rayo," he replied in a soft tone. I liked his real voice, not the bossy I'm-the- pharaoh-here-so-you-have-to-do-whatever-I-say voice, but the softer voice he used when he was delighted. In fact, I was sort of scared of his shouting voice.
There was a knock on the door. "Holy Ra, now what?" Yami muttered. He pretty much stomped over to the door where the servant was waiting.
"Your water, Sir Pharaoh," the servant addressed.
"Thanks, but it isn't for me," Yami told him. He shut the door and came to me.
(Yami's POV)
Rayo was watching me. I brought the water over to him. "Here," I said, giving the cup to him.
"Thanks, Yami," he thanked. He held the cup in his small hands (A/N awww! How cute! A little Chibi Yami Bakura!) and drank. I watched him. Even wrapped in bandages, he had an angelic form. A knock was at the door.
"WHAT-" I stopped in mid sentence to some whining. Then I remembered my deal with Rayo. "What now?" I asked calmly.
"Um, pharaoh sir, just some reports, sir, I think you should see them. . ." a medic stuttered.
I growled. 'Doctors are a nuisances.' "Okay, I'll be there in a sec." I turned to Rayo who had a playful smile on his face. "I'll be back in a sec, ok?"
"Okay," he said.
(3rd person)
Yami closed the door to the hospital room. The medic was scribbling notes down hastily on a piece of scrap paper. "WELL?" demanded Yami impatiently. "You interrupted a very inspiring conversation so you better make this worth it!"
The doctor, who appeared to be the first one, fumbled with his robes. (A/N I would've done glasses, but they didn't have them in ancient Egypt) "Yes, sir, I think you will find this fascinating. The shadow games. . ." the medic broke off his sentence and appeared startled at the information written on the clipboard.
"What about the shadow games?" Yami growled.
"They aren't under control anymore and are running a rampage over Egypt!" the medic exclaimed.
"WHAT?!" Yami yelled. "But that could be a threat to the world!"
"I KNOW sir, that's why I called you!"
"Baby-sit Rayo!" Yami yelled as he ran down the stairs.
"Who?" the medic asked, confused.
"The boy! I've got to confront the monsters. . ."
"But you're still in bad condition!"
"Just do as I say!" His voice faded away as he got farther down the stairs.
**somewhere, a threat to Yami is being masterfully plotted. . .**
"Yes, Seto, I will bring you back when I've gotten enough souls," a teen hissed. He was dressed in a brownish-black cape, with a hood. A shadow covered his face, and all that was visible was a few strands of light golden hair.
"Malik, the shadow games are already released, and I know that idiot Yami will be there! I can't miss out this chance!" a translucent Seto exclaimed.
"I share your loathing for Yami but I simply don't have enough energy," Malik explained, the hood now slightly slipping off, revealing his tanned face. "We need another Millennium Item!"
"Do you know the rod's powers?" Seto challenged.
"Yes, to control minds, but how does that-"
"Then take someone's mind and make them fork a millennium item over! It's that easy!" Seto hollered. "I didn't let you take the millennium rod for nothing!"
"Actually, I took it out of your inanimate hand," Malik muttered.
"What was that?" Seto asked, in a low tone.
"Nothing, sir," Malik said quickly.
"I don't think that was nothing," Seto grumbled. "But I'll let that slide. Just get me out of this stupid realm." Seto vanished.
"He didn't think it was stupid when HE had the rod, but times have changed." Malik shrugged. The alley he was hiding in was still red from the Rayo incident. You'd think that was the last place he'd hide, but of course, that was reverse psychology. Malik leaned back (avoiding the blood) and thought for a while. "Maybe that Rayo kid could be of use." Thinking that was a good idea, he slipped out of the open, where he spotted Yami trying to tame a Red Eyes. "This is going to be easier than I thought. . ."
**************
R Amythest: Yeah, it was short, but I like it. I've got the whole story layout in my head. . . Ryou: That usually means she's going to torture me. . . 0-0
R Amythest: AHHH!!!! Can't. . . resist. . . puppy. . . eyes. . . *glomp*
Ryou: *muttering to self* me and my big eyes. . .
Yami Amythest: that's quite literal.
Chibi Yami Bakura: So wewiew! *give you big puppy eyes* 0-0 pwease? I'll wug you! *smile* ^_^