Today I was able to meet a few of my new friends. There were three in all, and they were all dear to me. Yet, the third meeting was more far off.

Amane was panting, as she leaned forward and put her hands on her knees, gasping for air. Running was never her greatest athletic trait. Actually, she didn't even have any great athletic traits…

She went into the double glass doors of the high school, and she noticed a huge group of teenagers that are her age, with the principal in the front. In the front were lockers that supposedly held the school shoes you were suppose to wear. She remembers in her middle school and elementary school here in Japan, you were not aloud to wear your everyday shoes inside the schools; you had to change into cleaner shoes. Well, that's what Amane thinks; she doesn't get the whole concept.

The principal went down the line of students, assigning their lockers, which have the school shoes inside of them, to match their foot size.

"Bakura, Amane, Number E40," he cried. There were sudden whispers, most of them were trying to remember where they heard that name.

"Oh yeah! She was in Mrs. Shimizu's in Middle School three years ago," said one girl.

"Really? I kinda' remember her from Elementary School though, but she was mostly the runt, always getting picked on from the other kids. Then she moved again," another girl said.

Must they start gossip on me on the first day?, Amane thought to herself while she was walking quickly to her locker, her face pink from all the attention she's getting. The Vice Principal suddenly stopped her, gave her a slip of paper, and it held the locker combination. Amane's blush became deeper as she thanked the Vice Principal.

She does the locker combination, opens the locker, takes off her shoes, takes out the other shoes and puts them on, and then she puts her shoes into the locker. The shoes were simple slip-on shoes that were white, and had a plastic texture. She closes the locker, and spins the dial. Just as she stepped forward, she jumped back, startled.

Two girls were in front of her, but they were not the two who were gossiping.

"Eh," she said shakily, "what may I do for you?"

One had long black hair that rested on her butt, with streaks of golden hair that started from her forehead, and just stopped on the top back of her head, ending in a point. She had golden lightning bangs that reach to her chin and are only at the sides of her face. She had exactly four lightning strands, and two of each just rested right next to her eyes, dangerously close to covering them. Her eye shape was slightly fierce, and was slightly almond shaped. Yet, they held a bright sparkling hue of amethyst, and they eyes weren't set as a glare, which made Amane give a mental sigh of relief. This girl was smaller than Amane by an inch, which made Amane quite happy since she's usually one of the smallest.

The other was much more taller than the other girl, and had long blonde hair that reached to the tailbone in swift waves and curls. Yet, she had huge bangs that almost covered her eyes, which were a dark violet. These eyes were also darkly lined and almond shaped, but they had a sexy look to them (A/N: *wink wink nudge nudge*). Her eyes weren't set to a glare either, and Amane set off another mental sigh of relief.

The smaller girl suddenly put on a cheerful smile of pure innocence, and held out her hand.

"Hello! My name is Aiyame Motou! You must be a little new around Domino, huh?" said Aiyame; her voice just matched her appearance of innocence. The other just put her right hand on the right side of her hip, and she used her right leg for most of the support in standing.

"Maoko Jounouchi," said Maoko, her voice slightly deep, but very smooth and cool, yet it held a tint of warmth, and a fun-loving spirit. She held up her left hand for a shake.

Amane just blinked at the warm welcome she got, and shook Aiyame's and Maoko's hand.

"Hajimameshite," said Amane, bowing in respect, "My name is Bakura, Amane."

"You don't have to be so polite on a simple greeting," said Maoko.

"What's that?" asked Aiyame, pointing at the necklace around Amane's neck.

"This? It is something that my father gave me," said Amane, while Aiyame had a sad look to her face, but it was reverted back to a cherry gaze.

"It's look like something that I have too! But, I'm not sure though," said Aiyame.

"Not about the puzzle again!" groaned Maoko, then she whispered into Amane's ear, "The girl got this golden puzzle, but doesn't know where. She just found the pieces in her shopping bag when we're in the mall. She is always stuck in her room trying to figure it out for the past three years!"

"I heard that!" said Aiyame the continued, "well, just a little bit."

"Besides, I'm really close on trying to figure it out! Really I am… maybe just another day, or--" Aiyame was cut off.

"Week or month," droned Maoko, then she said in a mock-giddy voice, "Or a year! Or a decade! Oh! Oh! How about a century!?"

"Maoko," said Aiyame, giving off a hurt look while Maoko was having a laugh.

Maoko patted Aiyame on the head having a grin, "Eh, don't worry about it dear. You need to get out more often! You really cooped up yourself in your room!"

"Um, pardon me, but I must be going towards class I can not afford to be late even more," said Amane, while she watched the two grinning.

"Gimme' your schedule, and we'll see if we have any classes," said Maoko, as Amane pulled out her crumpled up schedule. Before Amane knew it, it was snatched out of her hand and Maoko was looking over it. Maoko raised her eyebrows up in a small surprised gesture.

"You have the same first three classes as us 'mannie. Common', lets go find them," said Maoko, tossing the paper up into the air while Amane jumped up to catch it.

"Wait up Maoko!" cried Aiyame, while doing a few jogging steps to catch up to Maoko's long strides.

"'Mannie?" said Amane in confused fashion while she stuffed the schedule into her bag, and she walked off in the same direction.

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Amane's new nickname is pronounced maa-nee. "A" doing that long "ah" sound, like in father. Just making sure.

Ah yes! The name Aiyame and the basic character belongs to Yukari-chan, The anime fan girl (that's a penname to an author here! Check her profile out if you want.) I just tweaked the character up to fit the story (that and other stuff.. ^_^;).

Well that's that, review, criticize, what ever. Go off and do your thing.