Within the World
Reviewers:
Kaz: By the way, I drew fanart for your fanfic the only horrible thing about me even drawing anything is I'll never be able to show you, I don't have anyone nor do I have a scanner. -_-'''''' I sooooooo totally suck in that sector.
Anjiru: You are one of my greatest supporters and I will officially now claim to the world.......For you and Tasha and all the others.....
Bakura: GET ON WITH IT!!!!! I WANT TO GET TO MY DATE!!!!
Tala: -_-******** I AM NOW AN OFFICIAL PRO-TEA/ANZU SUPPORTER!!!!!!!! ^^;;;;;;; I'm soooooooo embarrassed!!!! **notices the weird stares** O_o? What did you think I was proclaiming my love to the evil most psychotic manipulative one in the series?
Bakura: O_O YOU LOVE ME!?!?!?!??!?! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! RUN FOR THE HILLS!!!!!! FIRE IN TH-
Tala: Anzu, please. -_-*****
Anzu: --;;;;; Okay-day. **kisses Bakura making him shut up quickly**
Tala: Thank ya.
Tasha: Well, Marik just got out of the hospital. ^^;;;;;; He's not pleased with me or little Annuk.
Marik: @#!%#$!#$@ WHERE IS SHE!!!!!!!!!????????????????
Tala: For one before you curse please don't do it in front of ladies. Two, PUT YOUR QUESTION AND EXCLAIMATION MARKS TOGETHER!!!!!
Well, anyway Tasha, Yugi wasn't suppose to be older than Yami that was a mistake on my part. The age thing I had to put down so I wouldn't forget. I kept trying to think that Chisato and Tala were both nine and that Marik was fifty-three. Weird, neh?
Funny? I really thought it was going to be dramatic knowing myself. O_o... I'm glad someone loves it to death besides me. ^_^ Its my best story so far!! You've had tears in your eyes?! O_O Is it that horrible?!!?!? Lol, just jokin'.
Anyway, I know I'm not that horrible of a writer when the best of the Bakura/Anzu and Bakura/Malik humor/romance fics put me on her faves. That's just made my week happier than usual!!!!! And that is happy!! DOMO ARIGATO, TASHA-SAMA!!!!
And DOMO ARIGATO TO ALL WHO REVIEW AND KEEP UP THEIR WORK!!!! ^_^ I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!
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Last Chapter:
Or maybe, he was just getting his feelings back after going to the psychotrist for so fucking long. Whatever the reason, he knew that this mother and daughter was what he needed since he had gone insane in an insane world, maybe they would be the possessions to keep him within what little hold he had on his sanity. Their ability to make him overly aggravated, and maybe also their ability to manipulate even him.
Whatever it was, it was a hold in a sea of madness that he was not willing to give up to a certain two-crossing blonde dork. He grasped the small girl in his arms roughly and hugged her. Maybe, just maybe.
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Chapter 5: To Lose Hope
A red blur ran towards her job from her car in the parking lot. She worked over in Raleigh, making her transportation from her home of two hours both ways. She seemed to always drop her exchange students at their classes and make it somehow over to her job on time. It seemed as if she somehow could stop time, sighing silently to herself, Terra Sullivan-Carter opened the door to the bookstore.
A few people greeted her a good afternoon and asked about her child, wishing her a happy anniversary as well. For some reason, even with all the good cheer from her colleagues and work mates, Terra knew that something was going to happen to soon. She just had no idea when.
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A certain evil albino growled in annoyance. He didn't know how to tell Anzu that for some weird reason, that they were actually in a restruant called Sakura's. This had to be the strangest predicament he had ever been in. He just remembered speaking to the Japanese man who supposedly owned it and getting dragged in.
"What do you want, hun?" The waitress asked with a smile. Her flat hair combing into her face. She looked as if she had just come from a hair salon with manicure and the full enchilada outfitting. The waitress was young and probably just fresh out of high school.
Anzu looked up questionably and stared at the menu. She was waiting for Bakura to order first, he noticed it quickly. The albino softly nodded his head and turned to look at the waitress.
"Now be ready. I would like Shogun steak, medium rare. Takiyuki, chicken skewers, sushi, and curry please with some fried rice and an order of sake for the both of us. Your turn, Anzu." The waitress's hand quickly scribbled what he had ordered and then turned to look at the amazed Anzu. Anzu knew he had a huge appetite but wasn't that a little over the line? Blinking the brunette, looked to her menu and began her ordering.
"Um...I would like Dakon misao soup, and sushi with some Diet Barrik.(Equal to Diet Dr. Pepper.)" She handed both of their menus to the scribbling woman, who took them with a silent glare at Bakura.
"Your drinks will be out in a few minutes. Mr. I need to see your i.d. to see if your twenty one." Bakura and Anzu both lifted their eyes at this. This woman did not understand who she was serving, Bakura decided. He noticed that she did act a little more nervous now, an evil glint shining in his deep amber eyes. His pale face hidden by the large amount of spiky bangs, and with the largest ones sticking up as if they were horns. The resemblence to an angel turned devil wasn't hard to see.
"You want to see some I.D.?" He got up to her, a smirk plastered to his face. She stared at him fidgeting with her ordering note book. Anzu blinked. He hardly acted like this to anyone but her, which she really found it interesting. The waitress nodded nervously noticing they were in a private room. His hands came to rest upon a small dagger he hid very well within his hair, his hand rough with scars, caressing the sheathed blade.
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Jean stared at the wall. She couldn't believe that blonde dork!!! Her eyes were brimming madly with tears as she wiped it away, noticing that her dark eyeliner was still there without flowing down her pale Irish cheeks. She hated for the fact that she was so weak and unable to turn him away, trying to spurn his attention elsewhere.
"why?" Her voice questioned to no one in particular. The charm that was on her bracelet lay across her skin, warming what emptiness it could as if trying to protect her from herself. She got up, softly. Her porcelein skin shining so tempting, asking to be covered in the life blood of humans.
"Stop me." She whispered to whoever her protecter was. Her green eyes shining gold before she felt the warming and lovable presence surround her body, no being in sight, but breathing audible. Their hands coursed to her body, surrounding her in a blanket of security.
"What you wish." The spirit's dark voice made her shudder in slight delight. Her eyes raised to see if he was around her, facing her and what she saw was mind-blowing. A man stood there. His hair was spiky in the front, flowing gently into a small ponytail in the back, purple eyes that plumed into a smoky black when he saw her frail form. His skin was tanned, a whole hakata outfitted him.(Think Inu-Yasha) Three swords, elegantly shining in life beside his left hip, told her that he was a samurai or ronin of some sort.
He had two golden anhks hung onto two different gold chains, his ears sparkling with golden jewelry of resemblance to a certain Egyptian. His neck covered in a black cloth choker, and his chest that was open for inspection was covered with a black muscle that had a closer look towards that of Yami's. Buckles clasped onto his wrists and black boots with buckles on them comforted his feet, gloved hands rough to the touch with callouses, open at the fingers showing bandages surrounding the long fingers for the rest of the way showing redness here and there.
"W-Who are you?" For some reason, Jean kept on thinking of him as Angel. His hair and eyes were so similar as was the bone structure. She didn't understand why she thought that but sighed against it. A small smirk took over his finely thin lips.
"What you wish. I am a ronin that goes by the name of..."
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Bakura smiled getting his sake and food from the scared waitress as anzu rolled her cerulean eyes at the spirit. With a smirk, he winked at her making her blush heavily.
"So, where is the others?" She asked him, questionably, eating some of her sushi, sticking the piece of seaweed wrapped food from her chopsticks into the deep cavern called her mouth. Her brown hair swishing to the edge of her chin as she stared into his deep brown eyes.
"Whoever said they were coming?" He questioned her right back. A smirk gracing his face, fitting there ever so much. Her eyes stared into his own and she felt as if a thousand volts were spreading into her stomach.
"Well, you really shouldn't lie!!!" She told him, growling in annoyance. She had enough audacity to roll her eyes back. He snatched a piece of food from her soup which got her slightly angry as she got her revenge taking a piece of his Shogun steak, the spices coming right to mind as it was hotter than hell.
Soon enough a full-fledged eating war came out. Anzu and Bakura were stealing the others food until Anzu had her side completely clean and Bakura's also clean. With a laugh, she stretched from her seat and stared at him. He was enjoying staring at this firey young woman, to her however, it seemed that he had completely zoned out on her which was beyond normal. Bakura was never really that trusting and he was guarded even when he was eating. This was a sure surprise to Anzu as she braided her long hair. Her dark eyes staring into his own, when she felt him edge closer to her.
His body slightly moving awkwardly on its own across the table to where she sat down. Her hands stopped the intense twisting and turning for the braid to be finished. Her hair partially undone, her slimmer feminine hands falling to press her up to him, her face never leaving his hypnotic brown eyes, darkness truly lived there as he reached over to her, his hands coursing their way to her cheeks.
"....Ba-" She had started to say something, but his touch silenced her and electrified the young woman, her eyes never ever seeking through the darkened eyes he had. His eyes were softer and warmer than usual on a miniscule scale but she had noticed it. She felt her breath and her body grow heavier, her eyes not wanting to turn away, instantly recognizing this scene from many of many movies and books.
He would be kissing her if it wasn't for the sudden slide of their private room door. Blushing, Anzu hit him on the head repeatedly and then sat down huffed. That would have been her first kiss by anyone ever and that stupidly scared waitress had to enter!!!! Bakura wasn't taking it very well either. Perfect timing for some stupidity to arise and break the moment. He sighed to himself missing the feeling that her skin sent through him.
With a growl, the albino turned to the woman who had served them, taking a swig of his sake bottle. His glare gave the woman shivers continuously down her spine. Her eyes showing her fear very well. He decided that he would have to kill this woman later.
"Yes?" His voice seemed as if it was more of a demand with the sharp edge he placed there. The bothered woman flinched noticibly taking in the sight of Anzu and wondered how she could ever put up with such a pitiful and mean boyfriend. The woman looked worridly at the woman and then to the person sending daggers her way.
"Come and pay your bill, Sir." He nodded and left a small tip as Anzu finished her braid and followed abruptly. Both leaving to the front register as the small waitress fell down onto the floor in relief. Her body shaking violently from the nervousness she felt. Tears falling down her cheeks.
She couldn't have ever been more scared than ever when he had started to put the knife to her throat, growling as if he was some sort of wild animal, whispering evil words in his beautiful language telling her of her hell, telling of Anubis and what he would do to one such as her.
Pressing her palms flat to her face, she shuddered her deep uneven breaths to herself, trying to calm herself, when one of the other waitresses came in to see if she was all right. Immediately, she came down and soothed the young girl.
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"Okay, you didn't have to threaten her like that." Anzu told Bakura as they paid the bill. The white-haired spirit calmly looked at the brunette. She was fierce and mad. Something he didn't think he'd like easily. Her eyes were darkened considerably while repeating the events in her mind.
Exiting out of the restruant, Anzu went over to the bus stop. They both had no more classes for the rest of the day and so they were going to go to their home. Bakura followed, not answering Anzu's earlier comment, instead in his mind he was lamenting that he hadn't kissed her but that he had lost his chance to.
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Terra got home a bit earlier than expected and looked to see everyone waiting for her to cook dinner. The cook smiled to herself as her daughter held her anniversary present and gave it to her when she had entered the house.
Immediately, after the few minutes of her daughter asking her to open it, she opened it and saw the wonderful golden choker with a garnet hanging like a teardrop, engraved all over it in Egyptian, the only thing she could recognize easily was for the eye of Ra in the middle of the garnet teardrop.
It was amazingly beautiful with inscriptions in ancient Egyptian on the choker barely noticible if you didn't really look at it. However, once the clasps had been hooked on, Terra felt seomthing arise inside of her. Her eyes going almost blank but quickly returning to her natural color of blue.
She shook her head, feeling slightly light-headed and stared into the eyes of her daughter and hugged her. Her thanks escaping from her mouth as she went and started the early dinner for the others and the other one for her and angel alone.
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Okay, the date was done!!! I had a hard time figuring which restraunt type they should go to. I didn't have any good help at all!!! That was the most horrid part. Next chapter should be the reason why Jean wants to hurt herself and why she's doing it. Umm..There will be a small or maybe huge moment with Marik and Terra in where her memories will come into question and how she knows him.
There might also be a small Jean/Malik or Jean/Tenshi piece.
I NEED A NAME FOR THE RONIN YAMI!!!!! Yes, he looks like Angel!!! **winkwink**
Please read and review as usual!!! Thank you!!!!!
Reviewers:
Kaz: By the way, I drew fanart for your fanfic the only horrible thing about me even drawing anything is I'll never be able to show you, I don't have anyone nor do I have a scanner. -_-'''''' I sooooooo totally suck in that sector.
Anjiru: You are one of my greatest supporters and I will officially now claim to the world.......For you and Tasha and all the others.....
Bakura: GET ON WITH IT!!!!! I WANT TO GET TO MY DATE!!!!
Tala: -_-******** I AM NOW AN OFFICIAL PRO-TEA/ANZU SUPPORTER!!!!!!!! ^^;;;;;;; I'm soooooooo embarrassed!!!! **notices the weird stares** O_o? What did you think I was proclaiming my love to the evil most psychotic manipulative one in the series?
Bakura: O_O YOU LOVE ME!?!?!?!??!?! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! RUN FOR THE HILLS!!!!!! FIRE IN TH-
Tala: Anzu, please. -_-*****
Anzu: --;;;;; Okay-day. **kisses Bakura making him shut up quickly**
Tala: Thank ya.
Tasha: Well, Marik just got out of the hospital. ^^;;;;;; He's not pleased with me or little Annuk.
Marik: @#!%#$!#$@ WHERE IS SHE!!!!!!!!!????????????????
Tala: For one before you curse please don't do it in front of ladies. Two, PUT YOUR QUESTION AND EXCLAIMATION MARKS TOGETHER!!!!!
Well, anyway Tasha, Yugi wasn't suppose to be older than Yami that was a mistake on my part. The age thing I had to put down so I wouldn't forget. I kept trying to think that Chisato and Tala were both nine and that Marik was fifty-three. Weird, neh?
Funny? I really thought it was going to be dramatic knowing myself. O_o... I'm glad someone loves it to death besides me. ^_^ Its my best story so far!! You've had tears in your eyes?! O_O Is it that horrible?!!?!? Lol, just jokin'.
Anyway, I know I'm not that horrible of a writer when the best of the Bakura/Anzu and Bakura/Malik humor/romance fics put me on her faves. That's just made my week happier than usual!!!!! And that is happy!! DOMO ARIGATO, TASHA-SAMA!!!!
And DOMO ARIGATO TO ALL WHO REVIEW AND KEEP UP THEIR WORK!!!! ^_^ I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!
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Last Chapter:
Or maybe, he was just getting his feelings back after going to the psychotrist for so fucking long. Whatever the reason, he knew that this mother and daughter was what he needed since he had gone insane in an insane world, maybe they would be the possessions to keep him within what little hold he had on his sanity. Their ability to make him overly aggravated, and maybe also their ability to manipulate even him.
Whatever it was, it was a hold in a sea of madness that he was not willing to give up to a certain two-crossing blonde dork. He grasped the small girl in his arms roughly and hugged her. Maybe, just maybe.
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Chapter 5: To Lose Hope
A red blur ran towards her job from her car in the parking lot. She worked over in Raleigh, making her transportation from her home of two hours both ways. She seemed to always drop her exchange students at their classes and make it somehow over to her job on time. It seemed as if she somehow could stop time, sighing silently to herself, Terra Sullivan-Carter opened the door to the bookstore.
A few people greeted her a good afternoon and asked about her child, wishing her a happy anniversary as well. For some reason, even with all the good cheer from her colleagues and work mates, Terra knew that something was going to happen to soon. She just had no idea when.
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A certain evil albino growled in annoyance. He didn't know how to tell Anzu that for some weird reason, that they were actually in a restruant called Sakura's. This had to be the strangest predicament he had ever been in. He just remembered speaking to the Japanese man who supposedly owned it and getting dragged in.
"What do you want, hun?" The waitress asked with a smile. Her flat hair combing into her face. She looked as if she had just come from a hair salon with manicure and the full enchilada outfitting. The waitress was young and probably just fresh out of high school.
Anzu looked up questionably and stared at the menu. She was waiting for Bakura to order first, he noticed it quickly. The albino softly nodded his head and turned to look at the waitress.
"Now be ready. I would like Shogun steak, medium rare. Takiyuki, chicken skewers, sushi, and curry please with some fried rice and an order of sake for the both of us. Your turn, Anzu." The waitress's hand quickly scribbled what he had ordered and then turned to look at the amazed Anzu. Anzu knew he had a huge appetite but wasn't that a little over the line? Blinking the brunette, looked to her menu and began her ordering.
"Um...I would like Dakon misao soup, and sushi with some Diet Barrik.(Equal to Diet Dr. Pepper.)" She handed both of their menus to the scribbling woman, who took them with a silent glare at Bakura.
"Your drinks will be out in a few minutes. Mr. I need to see your i.d. to see if your twenty one." Bakura and Anzu both lifted their eyes at this. This woman did not understand who she was serving, Bakura decided. He noticed that she did act a little more nervous now, an evil glint shining in his deep amber eyes. His pale face hidden by the large amount of spiky bangs, and with the largest ones sticking up as if they were horns. The resemblence to an angel turned devil wasn't hard to see.
"You want to see some I.D.?" He got up to her, a smirk plastered to his face. She stared at him fidgeting with her ordering note book. Anzu blinked. He hardly acted like this to anyone but her, which she really found it interesting. The waitress nodded nervously noticing they were in a private room. His hands came to rest upon a small dagger he hid very well within his hair, his hand rough with scars, caressing the sheathed blade.
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Jean stared at the wall. She couldn't believe that blonde dork!!! Her eyes were brimming madly with tears as she wiped it away, noticing that her dark eyeliner was still there without flowing down her pale Irish cheeks. She hated for the fact that she was so weak and unable to turn him away, trying to spurn his attention elsewhere.
"why?" Her voice questioned to no one in particular. The charm that was on her bracelet lay across her skin, warming what emptiness it could as if trying to protect her from herself. She got up, softly. Her porcelein skin shining so tempting, asking to be covered in the life blood of humans.
"Stop me." She whispered to whoever her protecter was. Her green eyes shining gold before she felt the warming and lovable presence surround her body, no being in sight, but breathing audible. Their hands coursed to her body, surrounding her in a blanket of security.
"What you wish." The spirit's dark voice made her shudder in slight delight. Her eyes raised to see if he was around her, facing her and what she saw was mind-blowing. A man stood there. His hair was spiky in the front, flowing gently into a small ponytail in the back, purple eyes that plumed into a smoky black when he saw her frail form. His skin was tanned, a whole hakata outfitted him.(Think Inu-Yasha) Three swords, elegantly shining in life beside his left hip, told her that he was a samurai or ronin of some sort.
He had two golden anhks hung onto two different gold chains, his ears sparkling with golden jewelry of resemblance to a certain Egyptian. His neck covered in a black cloth choker, and his chest that was open for inspection was covered with a black muscle that had a closer look towards that of Yami's. Buckles clasped onto his wrists and black boots with buckles on them comforted his feet, gloved hands rough to the touch with callouses, open at the fingers showing bandages surrounding the long fingers for the rest of the way showing redness here and there.
"W-Who are you?" For some reason, Jean kept on thinking of him as Angel. His hair and eyes were so similar as was the bone structure. She didn't understand why she thought that but sighed against it. A small smirk took over his finely thin lips.
"What you wish. I am a ronin that goes by the name of..."
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Bakura smiled getting his sake and food from the scared waitress as anzu rolled her cerulean eyes at the spirit. With a smirk, he winked at her making her blush heavily.
"So, where is the others?" She asked him, questionably, eating some of her sushi, sticking the piece of seaweed wrapped food from her chopsticks into the deep cavern called her mouth. Her brown hair swishing to the edge of her chin as she stared into his deep brown eyes.
"Whoever said they were coming?" He questioned her right back. A smirk gracing his face, fitting there ever so much. Her eyes stared into his own and she felt as if a thousand volts were spreading into her stomach.
"Well, you really shouldn't lie!!!" She told him, growling in annoyance. She had enough audacity to roll her eyes back. He snatched a piece of food from her soup which got her slightly angry as she got her revenge taking a piece of his Shogun steak, the spices coming right to mind as it was hotter than hell.
Soon enough a full-fledged eating war came out. Anzu and Bakura were stealing the others food until Anzu had her side completely clean and Bakura's also clean. With a laugh, she stretched from her seat and stared at him. He was enjoying staring at this firey young woman, to her however, it seemed that he had completely zoned out on her which was beyond normal. Bakura was never really that trusting and he was guarded even when he was eating. This was a sure surprise to Anzu as she braided her long hair. Her dark eyes staring into his own, when she felt him edge closer to her.
His body slightly moving awkwardly on its own across the table to where she sat down. Her hands stopped the intense twisting and turning for the braid to be finished. Her hair partially undone, her slimmer feminine hands falling to press her up to him, her face never leaving his hypnotic brown eyes, darkness truly lived there as he reached over to her, his hands coursing their way to her cheeks.
"....Ba-" She had started to say something, but his touch silenced her and electrified the young woman, her eyes never ever seeking through the darkened eyes he had. His eyes were softer and warmer than usual on a miniscule scale but she had noticed it. She felt her breath and her body grow heavier, her eyes not wanting to turn away, instantly recognizing this scene from many of many movies and books.
He would be kissing her if it wasn't for the sudden slide of their private room door. Blushing, Anzu hit him on the head repeatedly and then sat down huffed. That would have been her first kiss by anyone ever and that stupidly scared waitress had to enter!!!! Bakura wasn't taking it very well either. Perfect timing for some stupidity to arise and break the moment. He sighed to himself missing the feeling that her skin sent through him.
With a growl, the albino turned to the woman who had served them, taking a swig of his sake bottle. His glare gave the woman shivers continuously down her spine. Her eyes showing her fear very well. He decided that he would have to kill this woman later.
"Yes?" His voice seemed as if it was more of a demand with the sharp edge he placed there. The bothered woman flinched noticibly taking in the sight of Anzu and wondered how she could ever put up with such a pitiful and mean boyfriend. The woman looked worridly at the woman and then to the person sending daggers her way.
"Come and pay your bill, Sir." He nodded and left a small tip as Anzu finished her braid and followed abruptly. Both leaving to the front register as the small waitress fell down onto the floor in relief. Her body shaking violently from the nervousness she felt. Tears falling down her cheeks.
She couldn't have ever been more scared than ever when he had started to put the knife to her throat, growling as if he was some sort of wild animal, whispering evil words in his beautiful language telling her of her hell, telling of Anubis and what he would do to one such as her.
Pressing her palms flat to her face, she shuddered her deep uneven breaths to herself, trying to calm herself, when one of the other waitresses came in to see if she was all right. Immediately, she came down and soothed the young girl.
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"Okay, you didn't have to threaten her like that." Anzu told Bakura as they paid the bill. The white-haired spirit calmly looked at the brunette. She was fierce and mad. Something he didn't think he'd like easily. Her eyes were darkened considerably while repeating the events in her mind.
Exiting out of the restruant, Anzu went over to the bus stop. They both had no more classes for the rest of the day and so they were going to go to their home. Bakura followed, not answering Anzu's earlier comment, instead in his mind he was lamenting that he hadn't kissed her but that he had lost his chance to.
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Terra got home a bit earlier than expected and looked to see everyone waiting for her to cook dinner. The cook smiled to herself as her daughter held her anniversary present and gave it to her when she had entered the house.
Immediately, after the few minutes of her daughter asking her to open it, she opened it and saw the wonderful golden choker with a garnet hanging like a teardrop, engraved all over it in Egyptian, the only thing she could recognize easily was for the eye of Ra in the middle of the garnet teardrop.
It was amazingly beautiful with inscriptions in ancient Egyptian on the choker barely noticible if you didn't really look at it. However, once the clasps had been hooked on, Terra felt seomthing arise inside of her. Her eyes going almost blank but quickly returning to her natural color of blue.
She shook her head, feeling slightly light-headed and stared into the eyes of her daughter and hugged her. Her thanks escaping from her mouth as she went and started the early dinner for the others and the other one for her and angel alone.
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Okay, the date was done!!! I had a hard time figuring which restraunt type they should go to. I didn't have any good help at all!!! That was the most horrid part. Next chapter should be the reason why Jean wants to hurt herself and why she's doing it. Umm..There will be a small or maybe huge moment with Marik and Terra in where her memories will come into question and how she knows him.
There might also be a small Jean/Malik or Jean/Tenshi piece.
I NEED A NAME FOR THE RONIN YAMI!!!!! Yes, he looks like Angel!!! **winkwink**
Please read and review as usual!!! Thank you!!!!!