K: Hey there, people!! ^_^ Guess what?! I've decided to adapt this into another original manga! ^_^ I have the first 4 or so chapters planned out, but I still need to think up characters to replace all the YGO peoples... ; I have no idea what I want them to look like, either. ; All I know is that it'll be a Scifi/Action/Shonen ai/Angst thriller! @.@; It's gonna take me a while- I know that much.... -_-;
Y: *pokes her* What about "Tomodachi", "Nexus", and "White Dream"?
K: *shrugs* Dai is a nuisance and keeps drawing on my face when I'm sleeping, I still haven't written a main script for Nexus and need to edit the characters a little, and White Dream lasted a whole of 4 pages since I started it last year when I was bored. In other words, the first 2 are on hold and the other got scrapped. Not to mention ramen spilled all over the only existing copies of those 4 pages of White Dream... ;
Y: -_-;
K: ANYHOO, that's enough of that. In order to know what I should draw for my manga when the time comes, I must continue the fic version and thus, start this chapter. Hope you enjoy!! ^__________________^ *double peace signs*
Y: -__-; *sighs* Who gave her rootbeer again? I gotta know so I can go write him out of my will before aibou kills us all...
Dai: *pokes her* Ne- aren't you dead already? What's the point of having a will?
Y: *whaps him* Quiet, you. This is fanfic-land; logic doesn't exist here, so stop pointing it out!!
Dai: *pouts, rubs his head, then runs away to go get an ice pack for it*
Disclaimer: I dun own YGO. I do, however, own the plotline of this fic and the manga I'm making that's adapted from it. DON'T STEAL OR I'LL BE FORCED TO SEVERELY HURT YOU AND SUE YOUR ASS!!! *coughs* Thank you. ^____^
Dedications:
- Yami-Yugi3 (-_-; It's a fanfic, Yami. Like how they act it out in the movies? Just chill- Yuugi's a professional, and besides, he said that Noah didn't put his tongue in. ^_~)
- Anime the Fallen Angel (Oh, they might come in sooner or later... Especially Seto, since Noah's his sadistic 1/2 brother.... ^_^; *whispers* To tell you the truth, I haven't really thought that far ahead yet! ^^; I know what I want Noah's big plan to be, and have planned out chapters 2-3, but other than that, I still have yet to think up... ;)
- Ran Hoshino (Hey Ran-chan! ^_^ Yeah, Noah's pretty much freaking everyone out around here... ^_^; He keeps stalking Mokuba, Seto is in a straight jacket so that he won't be able to throw the kitchen knives and other random blunt objects at him, and Yami refuses to let Yuugi out of his sight. Including in the bathroom. ^_^; Poor Yuugi...)
- Klonoa (Yeah, it's kinda my first real shot at scifi, so it's understandable if people think it's "different" from what they usually read. Then again, not very many people write scifi YGO fics, and I think that's a shame, since scifi is one of my favorite genres. That's partially why I decided to finally write this. [The other reason being that I didn't want to let this rare beauty of an idea go to waste! ^_~] As for Yami meeting Yuugi, he won't be for a while... At least, not until after chapter 3. ^_^; I'm not quite sure when to have them meet- this thing basically writes itself when I brainstorm, and I've only gotten to chapter 3 in the brainstorming department... ^^;)
- DJ Moves (^_^; Sorry about that- I tend to go ballistic whenever I really get into writing something. As for the confusion... ^_~ I planned that. Adds a sweet sense of suspense and mystery, ne? XD)
- Kyoto Project (Hey Genj', Kura, and Tsurugi! ^_^ So glad you guys like it so far! As for this 'KOS-MOS' person, I'm afraid I have no clue what you're talking about. I REALLY need to break down and rent/buy Xenosaga, I guess... ^_^; Then again, I still haven't beaten "Pinky" Emperor Doel on the first CD of Legend of Dragoon, so... ; Still haven't beaten KH either... -_-; I'm a crappy gamer...)
- Silver Draggon (*blink blink* There you people go- saying we're funny again... And we all have absolutely _no idea_ what you're talking about... *Noah and Nahkti fight over possession of the flamethrower in the background, and Ahmose gets fried when one of them accidentally pulls the trigger* Ahmose: [covered in soot] *blinks and coughs* Malik: *sighs and slaps his hand over his eyes at the idiocy of his yami* You're supposed to dodge, baka! Ahmose: *blinks and wipes his face* You mean like Neo from The Matrix? *imagines himself dressed up in leather, taking dodging lessons from Keanu Reeves and drools* Malik: *growls and knocks him out with a frying pan, then drags him away* [throughout this exchange, Ko remains oblivious as ever, just sitting there in front of the computer and wondering why everyone keeps saying she's funny]) [P.S.- I finished book 1 of Mou Hitori. The story continues in book 2, labeled as "Mou Hitori no Jinkaku"... ^_~ It's not the end!]
Jinechiku no Tenshi
Genetic Angel
Jikken II: Forbidden Confrontations
(Yuugi)
It's been a while since I first came to this strange world. I have been taken to a room I am to call my own, filled with many light colors where I feel much warmer and safer than within the room of white. Noa-kun treats me very well, and visits me nearly every day. I'm not sure what exactly a day is, or what it means, but he always says "I'll be back in a few days", so I guess it's a form of time or something. There's a device for keeping time in my room- Noa called it a 'clock'. It has 12 strange markings on it and 3 arrows that spin around and around; one fast, one a little slower, and another that seems to take forever to go around the circle. There isn't really much to do when he's away, so I usually just stare at it and watch the arrows race each other with their constant clicking sound. It gets boring after a while, since the little red one always wins.
When I want to do something else, I look at the pictures in the books Noa-kun gave me. Sometimes, if I ask, he reads the books to me, since I don't know what the many lines mean. My favorite is the one about the dragon people who fight the wing people. Even though the wing people lose, one of them gets away and continues to live in hiding. Years later, though I don't understand what this 'year' thing is, he comes back and finds that there is no one else left for him to fight. Only a few 'humans' are there, and instead of fighting them, he helps them by 'breeding' with them, whatever that is, and the world is able to go on again. Datte, because he used his energy to help the humans, the last wing person goes to sleep forever because of something called 'death'. Noa-kun always stares at me a long time when he reads that part, especially that one time he asked me if I would have done the same thing for him. I said I didn't know, and he left soon after that. He hasn't said anything about it since, even though he's read me the story many more times.
I walked over to the white table that takes up one corner of the room, then searched through the small stack of books until I spotted the familiar cover of the 'Winglies' story. I picked it up, flipping through the pages until I found a picture of the last wing person. He has silvery hair and red eyes, and the way he looks out at me from the page makes me feel cold. I closed the cover, frowning; he doesn't seem like someone who would help anyone- especially people who did nothing to help his family when they lost to the dragon people. Maybe he was really nice at heart?
I sigh and climb onto my bed, snuggling under the light green covers. It's silly, really- thinking about things like that. Noa-kun's the only one here besides me, so what does it matter if the people in the book are nice or not? Noa-kun keeps me safe and brings me anything I need, and that's all that matters. He takes good care of me and is very kind, except the times I make him mad or when he has that scary look in his eyes. He gets up and leaves when I make him angry, but when he has that look in his eyes, he smiles a lot and likes to press his lips to mine. I always feel strange when he does that- like all I want is for him to stop and go away.
I told him what I thought once; he ran out the door and didn't come back for a long time. I waited and waited, but he still didn't come. I remember being very sad- he was the only one I had to talk to, and the only one who could care for me since I was supposed to stay in my room all the time. I wanted more than anything for him to come back; to say I was sorry for making him angry and that I would never say anything like that again. I fell asleep thinking that, hoping he'd return, and when I woke up, he was there beside me. He smiled down at me, and I wrapped my arms around his waist and cried. He told me he was sorry for acting that way, and that he'd never leave me for that long again. So far, he's kept his word.
The slow arrow has gone around the circle 4 times since he last came, but I'm not surprised. He's been gone for even longer, than this, though never as long as that one time. I'm sure that if I wait a little longer, I'll see him again. I decide to sleep, since time always seems to pass faster that way, and I hope that when I open my eyes again, Noa-kun will be here, waiting for me to wake.
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(3rd person POV)
Bakura Ryou paced back and forth in the control room, running things over in his mind. His head was filled with countless questions of which he knew no answer, and it was driving him crazy. Things like "What happened to subject 83?" and "If he's gone, then why am I still here?" After all, if the project had come to a close, then he'd have gotten word that they no longer needed him there, right? What was his employer planning by creating such a being, anyway? Had he unknowingly assisted him in some sort of twisted ploy for God-Knows-What?
He knew he'd been taking a big risk by signing onto this job, but he couldn't resist- it was too good of a chance to pass up. This had been every geneticist's dream- able to test his theories and work unrestricted by laws and morals of so-called 'civilized' society. Oh, he knew it was illegal; it had LIFE SENTENCE written all over it. However, in a world where a 16 year old genetics genius went unnoticed, he had no choice but to take the job if he wished to delve further into the world of science. Now, after he'd completed the task assigned to him, he wondered if he'd made the right decision.
//Something's going on... Something _big_.... Why else would there be such tight security? I mean, I'm stationed in an _underground lab_ for Kami's sake! Datte- the main question is, why would they want to design a flawless being stemmed from a description in a faerie tale? Is Kaiba-sama some whacked Grimm Brothers otaku?//
He stops, a brief hiatus from his pacing, and sighs. "This doesn't make any bloody sense. None at all. If he were breeding a superhuman of some kind for use in warfare, why take such care to make him slight and fragile? Why is he made to be Kaiba-sama's age, and what exactly happened to them, anyway? I haven't heard about either of them since senpai had him moved to that new room addition in the East Sector of the compound...."
The lab boy turns his gaze to a laminated map tacked up near the door, his eyes sweeping over the path to the room in the East Wing. "Maybe," he muttered, "he's still there..."
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(Ryou)
I stole down the dimly lit corridor, on the alert for any noises that could mean someone else was coming. I've been lucky so far- no one seems to be patrolling this late at night, which means I'll have better chances of making it all the way to the room. I stick to the shadows just in case, pausing regularly to strain my ears for foreign footfalls and the whirring of security cameras. I'm not sure if they use night vision or infrared or what, but I hope against hope they can't see me clearly. It probably would've been better if I had shut them off or something, but that would've alerted them of my intrusion and besides, I'm a geneticist, not a hacker, dammit. Though maybe I should learn how... It'll probably come in handy at some point, ne?
Shaking those thoughts from my head, I focus on the task at hand. According to the map, the door to the room in question should be just up ahead... There! A white outline of a door- that means the lights must be on; is Kaiba-sama there?! I press my ear up against the cold metal, trying to figure out what might be going on within. All I could make out was steady, slow breathing, and I guessed that only one person was in the room. That means they must have fell asleep with the lights on or something- there's a good chance it could be subject 83, since none of the guards would ever do such a thing. Perfect.
I slide my cardkey through the slot to the right and the door hisses open, blinding me with light. As my eyes adjust, I spot the beautiful creature nestled safely in bed. A moment later, he stirs, sitting up and rubbing his eye sleepily as he regards me in his slumber-induced stupor. I gulp, wondering how he'll react, and am surprised as he brightens and smiles. He slips out from under the covers and makes his way over to me, grasping my hands.
"Sugoi! Hajimemashite? Boku no namae wa Yuugi desu. Doozo yoroshiku!" he chirped, clearly ecstatic by my sudden appearance. (Wow! How do you do? My name is Yuugi. Nice to meet you!)
"D-doozo... Ano... Watashi no namae wa Bakura Ryou desu. I'm a scientist who helped create you..." (Ditto... Um... My name is Ryou Bakura.)
He frowned, puzzled. "Create me? What's a scientist? Are there more people like you out there?"
I sweatdropped, not sure how to answer. "A scientist is someone who experiments with things and tries to understand the universe we live in. There are many scientists in the world, but not all of them do the same things I do..."
"Experiments?" he blinked, then shook his head and grinned. "Amazing... So there are really more people in this world other than Noa-kun and I?"
What? What does he mean by that?! Kaiba-sama didn't really tell him that, did he...?
"Of course there are!" I exclaim, then point at the small pile of books on the marble table. "Who else would have been able to write all those books? Haven't you noticed none of them say 'written by Kaiba Noa' on them?!"
He blinks and glances at the table, then turns back to me. "I don't understand the lines. Noa-kun can read them, but he hasn't taught me how to yet..."
Could it be that he keeps him illiterate on purpose? With knowledge comes power, right? Subject 83- no, _Yuugi_, is just an innocent victim. What could Kaiba have in mind?
"I see. I should go... I'm sorry to have barged in and awakened you, Yuugi-san..." I stated, turning to go. I have to think about all this, and I can't do it with anyone distracting me.
I step toward the door as it hisses open once more, then go rigid as a hand wraps around my wrist. "You'll come back again soon, won't you?"
He's just like a child... I smile down at him over my shoulder and nod. "I'll try."
He lets his hand drop, and I pass through the doorway. It automatically shuts behind me, and I make my way toward the exit, heading home; _above_ ground. The only real way to figure this out is to sleep on it; dreams are your subconscious' way of showing you what's really going on in your head, and sometimes, you can find an answer.
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(3rd person POV)
As the white-haired researcher strolls away from the test subject's room, a piece of high-tech machinery whirrs and positions itself so that it can see his retreating figure. It magnifies the image, comparing his face to records of all the people in Japan until it finds a perfect match and relays it back to the control panel high above.
Emerald eyes narrow and flash angrily as they fix their gaze on the incoming footage, and their owner snatches up the phone beside him. He punches a series of buttons and waits impatiently for the other to pick up. A loud yawn sounds on the other end of the line, then promptly cuts short as the first clears his throat in annoyance.
"Ha- hai! What is it, sir?"
His eyes never leaving the monitor, the teen replies, "Kimo- you qualify as an assassin, right? I have a job for you..."
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K: Yeek! Noah's planning on getting rid of Ryou! ; What will he do?!
Y: -_-; You already know, remember? So do Da-chan and Mashida, for that matter...
K: *voice dripping with sarcasm* Well gee, thanks _ever_ so much for ruining the suspense, Ya-chan. -_-
Y: It's in the job description.
K: What? No it's not... There isn't even a job description in the _first_ place!
Y: *holds up piece of paper entitled 'Yami job description'* Is too.
K: *twitch twitch* You wrote that yourself. See?! It's YOUR handwriting!!
Y: *lying through her teeth* No it's not! THIS is my handwriting, aibou.... *holds up paper covered in sloppy hieroglyphs*
K: *twitch twitch twitch* That's AHMOSE'S when he's hyped up on SUGAR!!! STOP LYING ALREADY!!
Y: Oh, really? *tosses paper and gets one with a bunch of scribbled kanji and hiragana on it* Well then, THIS is mine! ^__^
K: ; Oh, for the love of-!!! That's TAKAO'S!!!
Y: *tosses paper and picks up one covered in Elfish* Well, THIS is mine! ^_^
K: -___________-;
Link: *blinks* Now where the hell did that love letter to Sheik go? Shit- I really hope Princess Teme (Zelda) didn't find it... She'll use it as blackmail for sure!! *spazzes and runs around, frantically looking for the letter, which happens to be in Ya's hands at the moment*