Friendship's a Steal
By- Victoria Sage
Author: ^_^ Thanx for reading my first Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic! I hope you enjoy it! Note that the first part is pretty much just an intro into the action! REVIEW NICELY PLEASE! I don't really mind much if you review with flames or whatever they're called, but give me tips on how to make it better please! I won't ever get better without help! THANK YOU! ~ Key ~
"Talking" *Thinking* /Talking to Yami/ //Yami talking back//
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Sirens echoed through the hallways, all the guards dashed into action. They ran to where the noise was coming from: The Ancient Egypt exhibit that was supposed to open the next day. They reached the gold area just in time to see a girl with red hair run out of the room with the golden scarab beetle.
"Shoot!" She muttered, "Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot!"
She turned the corners with such speed that it was hard to take them. " Why did I listen to him! What kind of fool am I?" She raised her voice to mock her best friend's, "'Just go right on in. Its so late no one will be there. Just go in and take what you need.' Yeah right!"
"Freeze!" the cops shouted, she rolled her eyes.
"Like I'm really just going to stop."
She raced to the door, successfully reaching it and yanking it open. Once out into the streets, she ran for her life down an ally and climbed over the barbed wire fence. She couldn't afford for anyone to see more of her then they had already, and she felt like she was already taking way too much of a risk. But she needed that item, and nothing was going to stop her.
"Please!" She begged to no one unparticular, "Please let me have lost them! Note to self: never EVER go in without an escape plan ever again as long as I live!"
She looked over her shoulder, and once the sirens had died down, she stopped. The girl, around age 14 took deep breaths and put her hands on her knees to keep herself up. Then, carefully, gently, she took the golden beetle out of her pocket and stroked the detailed shell.
"Good to have you in my hands at last." She told it. Then with one last look, she put it away and continued running.
*I can't stay here any longer. They'll catch me if I'm on the streets." She thought, "I have to find somewhere else to stay. Not an orphanage, somewhere that no one will think to look. At least, long enough for them to forget the case.*
She continued on her way through the empty allies, but stopped when she saw an abandoned antique store. At the sight of it, she smiled in a relieved way and pushed the heavy wooden door open enough to slip through and into the shop. Once inside, she leaned against the wall and looked around.
Someone was in the room already, he had dark black hair and dark emerald eyes; They called him Zach. His name used to be Herman but who in their right mind would put a person to the torture of calling them that? He smirked when she entered the room, but he didn't look up.
"So, Caitlin." He had an unmistakable tone of amusement in his voice. "How did it go?"
At the mention to her name, Caitlin glared at him, then shed a sarcastic smile, "Just- peachy."
He smirked again, "You know you're going to get caught sometime or another."
"Not if I can help it."
"All the evidence leads to the antique store. I know you Caitlin and you aren't exactly the one to cover your tracks very well."
"Then I'll just have to leave. I'll hide and live on my own and once I have enough money I'll change my name, move far away, and invent plastic surgery to do on my fingers so the prints can't reveal anything."
He arched a brow, "Isn't that a bit much?"
Caitlin almost laughed at her own exaggeration, "Well, I guess. I'll keep my name, and I won't do plastic surgery, but I'm still going to have to find somewhere else to stay in case the police and junk come to get me. I'm sure I can find someone who will take me in for the time being, and when the time is right, I'll run away from Domino forever."
"Oh that's much better." Zach said rolling his eyes.
"Look it's the best I've got so far so butt out of it."
"Megan won't like you moving."
"She'll just have to live with it. By the way where is Meg?"
"Looking for someone." He pushed himself off the ground and dusted his dirty clothes off. "Three guesses who."
Caitlin sighed, "I told her that I was going to be fine and not to look for me! She never listens, even though it was just today I told her not to be, well, nosy."
Zach looked up at her curiously, "You told her not to be nosy? You've always been a little annoyed about her but never TOLD her to keep out. You told me you were stealing something back but what EXACTLY is so secret you needed to tell her to stay out of it?"
Caitlin's sapphire blue eyes blinked, she wasn't sure what to answer, "None of your business."
"Just tell me if you took something dangerous."
"It isn't dangerous Zach. I'll tell you this, and this only, you know what it is. And besides, not knowing is for your own good. In case they strap you into a lie detector or something."
Zach shrugged, "Whatever."
Caitlin had known Zach for almost her whole life. She had become homeless when she just turned nine, and he and Megan were still her only friends in spite of her friendly nature. She remembered the first time she ever went into the antique store...
Caitlin opened the door of the same antique store, it was a whole lot cleaner and more put together then. She was about age nine, and her red hair went down to her shoulders. It was a bit longer now.
She saw a younger Zach playing with three other kids. They all were wearing rugged clothes and looked like they hadn't eaten in a while. An older girl came from the back room with a long piece of bread that still had the tag on it. She noticed Caitlin and ushered her to the group; she would live there for much longer.
*~*~*
Caitlin snapped out of her memory when the door swung open. Another girl, a little older then she was, stood there glaring at her. She had dirty (in more ways then one) blond hair and angry brown eyes. She was breathing heavily and looked like she was in a very, VERY bad mood at the moment.
"Caitlin!" She yelled, "Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"
Caitlin covered her face with her hand, "I told you not to ya know."
"Those police were everywhere, I couldn't steal anything to eat so I went looking for you instead."
"Megan, chill ok? I've got something I've got to tell you-"
"Chill? If I wasn't the caring person I am I would have half the mind to kick you out!"
"That's what I'm trying to tell you Meg! I can't stay here anymore. I'm going to find a new place to stay."
Megan was shocked, "Why? This place isn't good enough?"
"No! It's not that! You guys have been great and all, I just-"
"Then why?"
"I-I just do ok!" Caitlin shouted loudly, making the whole room go quiet.
"Sorry about that." Caitlin said, regaining herself from the outburst, "I just- need my privacy ok?"
Megan sighed, "I understand. You're leaving us first thing in the morning, that's what you wanted to tell me and that's what you're going to do right? Even though we've helped you out in every-"
"Don't make this harder then it already is Meg!" Caitlin pleaded, "I feel really bad about this but I just gotta!"
"In that case, I wish you the best of luck." She forced a smile and unrolled an old blanket to sleep on.
Caitlin did the same, "It's not anything you did Megan. Or even something Zach did." She whispered, mostly to herself, "It's what I did."
Author: ^_^ Thanx for reading my first Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic! I hope you enjoy it! Note that the first part is pretty much just an intro into the action! REVIEW NICELY PLEASE! I don't really mind much if you review with flames or whatever they're called, but give me tips on how to make it better please! I won't ever get better without help! THANK YOU! ~ Key ~
"Talking" *Thinking* /Talking to Yami/ //Yami talking back//
$*$*$*$*$*$
Sirens echoed through the hallways, all the guards dashed into action. They ran to where the noise was coming from: The Ancient Egypt exhibit that was supposed to open the next day. They reached the gold area just in time to see a girl with red hair run out of the room with the golden scarab beetle.
"Shoot!" She muttered, "Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot!"
She turned the corners with such speed that it was hard to take them. " Why did I listen to him! What kind of fool am I?" She raised her voice to mock her best friend's, "'Just go right on in. Its so late no one will be there. Just go in and take what you need.' Yeah right!"
"Freeze!" the cops shouted, she rolled her eyes.
"Like I'm really just going to stop."
She raced to the door, successfully reaching it and yanking it open. Once out into the streets, she ran for her life down an ally and climbed over the barbed wire fence. She couldn't afford for anyone to see more of her then they had already, and she felt like she was already taking way too much of a risk. But she needed that item, and nothing was going to stop her.
"Please!" She begged to no one unparticular, "Please let me have lost them! Note to self: never EVER go in without an escape plan ever again as long as I live!"
She looked over her shoulder, and once the sirens had died down, she stopped. The girl, around age 14 took deep breaths and put her hands on her knees to keep herself up. Then, carefully, gently, she took the golden beetle out of her pocket and stroked the detailed shell.
"Good to have you in my hands at last." She told it. Then with one last look, she put it away and continued running.
*I can't stay here any longer. They'll catch me if I'm on the streets." She thought, "I have to find somewhere else to stay. Not an orphanage, somewhere that no one will think to look. At least, long enough for them to forget the case.*
She continued on her way through the empty allies, but stopped when she saw an abandoned antique store. At the sight of it, she smiled in a relieved way and pushed the heavy wooden door open enough to slip through and into the shop. Once inside, she leaned against the wall and looked around.
Someone was in the room already, he had dark black hair and dark emerald eyes; They called him Zach. His name used to be Herman but who in their right mind would put a person to the torture of calling them that? He smirked when she entered the room, but he didn't look up.
"So, Caitlin." He had an unmistakable tone of amusement in his voice. "How did it go?"
At the mention to her name, Caitlin glared at him, then shed a sarcastic smile, "Just- peachy."
He smirked again, "You know you're going to get caught sometime or another."
"Not if I can help it."
"All the evidence leads to the antique store. I know you Caitlin and you aren't exactly the one to cover your tracks very well."
"Then I'll just have to leave. I'll hide and live on my own and once I have enough money I'll change my name, move far away, and invent plastic surgery to do on my fingers so the prints can't reveal anything."
He arched a brow, "Isn't that a bit much?"
Caitlin almost laughed at her own exaggeration, "Well, I guess. I'll keep my name, and I won't do plastic surgery, but I'm still going to have to find somewhere else to stay in case the police and junk come to get me. I'm sure I can find someone who will take me in for the time being, and when the time is right, I'll run away from Domino forever."
"Oh that's much better." Zach said rolling his eyes.
"Look it's the best I've got so far so butt out of it."
"Megan won't like you moving."
"She'll just have to live with it. By the way where is Meg?"
"Looking for someone." He pushed himself off the ground and dusted his dirty clothes off. "Three guesses who."
Caitlin sighed, "I told her that I was going to be fine and not to look for me! She never listens, even though it was just today I told her not to be, well, nosy."
Zach looked up at her curiously, "You told her not to be nosy? You've always been a little annoyed about her but never TOLD her to keep out. You told me you were stealing something back but what EXACTLY is so secret you needed to tell her to stay out of it?"
Caitlin's sapphire blue eyes blinked, she wasn't sure what to answer, "None of your business."
"Just tell me if you took something dangerous."
"It isn't dangerous Zach. I'll tell you this, and this only, you know what it is. And besides, not knowing is for your own good. In case they strap you into a lie detector or something."
Zach shrugged, "Whatever."
Caitlin had known Zach for almost her whole life. She had become homeless when she just turned nine, and he and Megan were still her only friends in spite of her friendly nature. She remembered the first time she ever went into the antique store...
Caitlin opened the door of the same antique store, it was a whole lot cleaner and more put together then. She was about age nine, and her red hair went down to her shoulders. It was a bit longer now.
She saw a younger Zach playing with three other kids. They all were wearing rugged clothes and looked like they hadn't eaten in a while. An older girl came from the back room with a long piece of bread that still had the tag on it. She noticed Caitlin and ushered her to the group; she would live there for much longer.
*~*~*
Caitlin snapped out of her memory when the door swung open. Another girl, a little older then she was, stood there glaring at her. She had dirty (in more ways then one) blond hair and angry brown eyes. She was breathing heavily and looked like she was in a very, VERY bad mood at the moment.
"Caitlin!" She yelled, "Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"
Caitlin covered her face with her hand, "I told you not to ya know."
"Those police were everywhere, I couldn't steal anything to eat so I went looking for you instead."
"Megan, chill ok? I've got something I've got to tell you-"
"Chill? If I wasn't the caring person I am I would have half the mind to kick you out!"
"That's what I'm trying to tell you Meg! I can't stay here anymore. I'm going to find a new place to stay."
Megan was shocked, "Why? This place isn't good enough?"
"No! It's not that! You guys have been great and all, I just-"
"Then why?"
"I-I just do ok!" Caitlin shouted loudly, making the whole room go quiet.
"Sorry about that." Caitlin said, regaining herself from the outburst, "I just- need my privacy ok?"
Megan sighed, "I understand. You're leaving us first thing in the morning, that's what you wanted to tell me and that's what you're going to do right? Even though we've helped you out in every-"
"Don't make this harder then it already is Meg!" Caitlin pleaded, "I feel really bad about this but I just gotta!"
"In that case, I wish you the best of luck." She forced a smile and unrolled an old blanket to sleep on.
Caitlin did the same, "It's not anything you did Megan. Or even something Zach did." She whispered, mostly to herself, "It's what I did."