No I'm not dead. XD;;; I'm thinking I shouldn't post this story anymore, 'cause it's so stupid. What do you guys think? ?_?
It's been quite a few chapters since I had a disclaimer, but: I don't own anybody from Yu-Gi-Oh.
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Chapter Nineteen: Past Memories III
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Youen Moyo cackled as she destroyed yet another enemy in her Fire Emblem game. [I don't own Fire Emblem.] "Ha! That dumb shaman didn't stand a chance against my upgraded Raven!" As the air around her changed in surprise of a sane statement, she added, "Black Fang shamans are way too ugly! Raven's good looks crushed them all!" (This is the part when you have a huge sweatdrop suspending from your head.)
Then, all of a sudden, the doorbell rang. Youen groaned in despair. "At a time like this? Who would be coming at this hour?" she asked herself, glancing at her clock. It read '8:00 pm'. She shrugged. "Well, it felt later to me. All the same, I wonder who would be coming now?" She suspended the game and turned the computer off. Then she went to open the door, and instinctively jumped out of the way when a black and blue blur whizzed by, shrieking "YOUEN!!!" at the top of its lungs. The blur crashed into the wall, revealing it to be Sii.
Youen sighed, smacked herself on the head, and commented to herself, "And here I thought I was insane. I'm no match for her." She pulled Sii's face off the wall and rubbed the wallpaper smooth. Then, turning to Sii, she stared at her in confusion. "Now, what are you doing here?"
Sii glared at her. "I'm coming for your sleepover, idiot."
"Sleepover? What sleepov- OH!" Youen exclaimed when she suddenly remembered. "The one I haven't shut up about for three months?"
"Four," Sii corrected. "You can't tell me you forgot about it."
Youen's lips curved into a sheepish smile. "Okay. I won't."
Sii smacked herself on the head. "Here I thought I was forgetful. I'm no match for you." She took off her backpack and was about to unroll her sleeping bag when she remembered she didn't know where to unroll it. She turned to Youen. "Where are we sleeping, anyway?"
Youen shrugged. "I dunno. You can't have my room, though."
Sii nodded. "Okay. I thought I'd show you a small full-color, full-body sketch of Raven I found on the Internet, but seeing as you won't let me in your room, I'll just have to- "
"Oh, did I say you couldn't? I- I meant to say, of course you can! You're very welcome into my room, and you're very welcome to show me that picture! Um, yeah! Yeah, you are!" Youen announced over-excitedly, jumping up and down.
Sii smiled. "Oh, I'm so happy you see things my way." She lugged her sleeping bag to Youen's room and unrolled it somewhere on her messy floor, picking up the toys scattered on it along the way. She was used to messy rooms, for hers was more than thrice as messy as Youen's.
Youen walked in the room and, trotting all over Sii's sleeping bag, pounced on her. "Now! The picture! The picture! The picture!" She gleefully turned on her PC- or, at least, she tried to. She pushed the 'on' button over and over again. Frustrated, she checked the wiring system. It was fine, from what she could see. She groaned. This was something she had to wait for her father to fix, and he wasn't coming home for another hour.
Sii saw how sad Youen looked and tried to cheer her up. "Hey, I brought my Duel Monsters deck! We could duel while we wait for the computer to turn on!"
Youen sighed. "The computer just isn't turning on. It's not a delayed turning on. But yeah, a duel sounds like a good way to pass the time." She walked to her desk, where she usually placed her deck, but it was gone. "Huh? I can't find my deck." After a moment's thought (WOW! She can THINK! *gets killed by Youen*), she remembered where she last put it. "Oh, yeah!" She suddenly cried out, causing Sii to jump three feet in the air and land flat on her bottom. "I left it in the attic room at our last party!"
"You haven't used your deck for half a year?!?" Sii shrieked in alarm. "What the hell is wrong with you?!?" she spit bits of lint out her mouth after she realized they were there.
"Don't worry! I'll go dig it out right now!" Wanting to be true to her word, Youen grabbed a flashlight and dashed up the stairs to the 'attic room'. She looked around, but couldn't see her deck lying around in any obvious location, which was expected, seeing that the attic room was so messy and that it was so dark. She flicked on the flashlight and looked around once more, still not seeing her deck lying in any obvious location. Her eyes landed on a pile of boxes. She quickly ran to them and dug them out, looking for her precious deck.
"Hey, if you can't find it, just play split deck!" came her sister, Ariah's voice, indicating to Youen that she was home. Youen sighed, knowing how Sii hated playing split deck.
As if to confirm her knowledge, Sii shouted back, "No! I hate playing split deck! Can't she borrow your deck?" Youen bit her bottom lip as she rummaged through the boxes. She got frustrated when she went through the fourth and last box with no success of finding her deck and threw it behind her back.
Clunk!
Youen turned around to see what the box had hit, and was delighted to find that more boxes had fallen from a shelf a little higher up that she had overlooked. She grabbed the flashlight and started digging out a few of those boxes. "Just a minute! I think I remember where I stuck my deck!" she shouted downward to Sii, hoping that the stupid girl wouldn't start looking through her manga in boredom. She reached inside the first box in the pile, which had an open lid, and pulled out her deck. "I found it!" She exclaimed triumphantly. She placed the deck on the bed that was in the attic room for reasons unknown and started to place the box back where it came from, but when she picked up the box, she heard a thump from inside the box. "Huh?" Curious, she put the box back down and opened it again, pulling out a golden flute that she was sure wasn't there the last time she had reached inside the box. "This wasn't here before."
Just then, the door opened, and Sii appeared, slightly out of breath from having to run up the stairs. "How long is it going to take you?" she demanded, obviously tired of waiting so long.
Youen showed her the golden flute. "Look what I found!" She beamed at Sii, expecting her to look very impressed.
Sii indeed looked very impressed. "Wow." Her eyes were wide open, and her eyebrows were raised slightly. She reached for a small feel, but Youen let her hold it for a minute, and she almost dropped it. "It's so heavy! How can you hold it?"
Youen glanced at Sii questioningly. "What do you mean? This thing barely weighs an ounce. I would have thought your sister would be heavier than that, but you can lift her fine." She rolled up her sleeves and tried to flex her bony arms, but it didn't work. "And I'm just the weakling klutz. This doesn't make sense."
Sii grumbled and dumped the flute back in Youen's hands. "Well, while it's true that I'm stronger than lots of girls our age, I still think that flute is incredibly heavy. It's too heavy to be played or used." She pulled out a small wooden Chinese flute from her pocket. "See? This is about the weight a flute should be." After seeing Youen's questioning looks, she scratched her head with the wood flute and sweatdropped. "Well, yeah, I know it's a wooden flute, but normal flutes don't weigh much more than this one!"
Youen put her gold flute down and took Sii's flute, weighing it. "Odd. Your wood flute is actually heavier than my gold one."
Sii fell over. "What are you talking about?!?" She grabbed her flute back and stuffed it in her pocket. Then she pointed to Youen's flute, which was resting on the floor. "Don't you know that gold is always heavier than wood? Something whacko is going on here." She attempted to pick the flute up again, to no avail. She gave up the task, wiping her sweaty palms on her pants and backing away from the flute.
Effortlessly picking up the golden flute, Youen shrugged and stuffed it in her pocket. "Should we show it to someone?" She asked. Sii shrugged, and she shrugged, too. They stood there for several minutes before remembering that they had planned a duel earlier. "LET'S DUEL!!!" They suddenly cried in each other's faces, and they raced down the stairs back to Youen's room to duel.
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Later that night, Youen was back to playing Fire Emblem. Her father had fixed the computer problem in no time, and she had missed the game all too much. Sii was squealing occasionally at the cute characters.
"Eeeee! It's Guy!!!" Sii exclaimed, showing her adoration for her favorite Fire Emblem character. She clasped her hands together and jumped from one leg to another, squeaking in delight when Guy easily destroyed an enemy archer in Youen's game.
"Oh, yeah?" Youen challenged. "Well, Raven is way cuter than Guy!"
"No! Guy's cuter!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Raven!"
"Guy!"
"Never mind!" Youen turned around and continued playing the game, rescuing Guy with Raven so that Guy wouldn't attack again. She turned around and smirked triumphantly at Sii. "There! Ha!" Then she brought Heath out to attack an enemy mercenary, and Sii started squealing all over again for her second favorite Fire Emblem character. (me: *crash*)
"Eeeee! It's Heath!!!" Sii squealed again, causing Youen to mess up on weapon selection and making Heath attack with a javelin.
"Imbecile! That javelin can only attack twice before it breaks!" Youen screamed at Sii as the computer flashed a sign reading "a javelin broke!"
"But…Heath is so cute…" Sii whimpered.
"Ha, yeah, I know. He's almost as cute as Raven," Youen admitted.
"No, he's not that ugly! You know who he's almost as cute as? He's almost as cute as Guy, that's who he's almost as cute as," Sii explained.
"You know what? Let's just say it in plain Chinese. Heath is cute," Youen said slowly.
Sii nodded so hard her hair became messier than it already was and her head started to spin. "Yup, yup. He's my second favorite."
"I thought your second favorite was Erk," Youen said, puzzled. Erk was a purple-haired mage that Sii had squealed about for awhile. Erk did look kind of good, but Sii had thought he was a girl at first. Sii sweatdropped.
"Well, yeah…I do like Erk… but he's my fourth favorite ever since he died and Heath came along…" Sii's sentence melted into a squeal again, and Youen sighed. She dragged Dart over to the next opponent. Dart, she was sure, wouldn't attract any affection from Sii.
Sii picked up a Yu Yu Hakusho manga and started flipping through it, squealing whenever she ran across a picture of Kurama or Hiei. Youen sighed. "I give up…" she mumbled. "You have a thing for long hair and innocence?" Youen asked.
Sii nodded hard again, messing up her hair once more. "Yup! To be exact, long white hair. Like Yoko Kurama! Aw, man is he cute!" Sii hugged the manga and bounced off the walls. (She gets high off bishonens.) When she landed ground again, she dropped the manga. "But… Yoko Kurama has red eyes. Red eyes look really cool, but brown eyes are the best! And Yoko Kurama is so violent…I think innocence and naivety is better. So, here you go: Long white hair, brown eyes, innocence and naivety; mix 'em together, and you got the perfect little cutie in the world!" Sii squealed again and started hyperventilating.
"Hm…well, I bet you'll meet someone just like that one day," Youen remarked, slightly sarcastic. She doubted anyone in the world could be born with white hair.
She turned back to her game just as Ariah rushed in with a phone in her hand. "Sii! You have to go! The police just called-"
"What? The police? What would they want with me? It's not like I did anything wrong or needed help or supervision or anything. What could-"
"They said your house just burned down!"
"They what?!?" Sii cried out in shock. "But- but my parents- my sister- my family was in there!"
Ariah nodded. "That's what they said. They want to know when they can pick you up. They might be taking you to an orphanage or some-"
"I'm not going to an orphanage! I don't want to!" Sii screamed. She grabbed the phone from Ariah, quickly chased the line to the receiver, and hung it up. She stood there panting for a moment, then ran back to Youen's room. "Excuse me, I have to go…"
She rolled up her sleeping bag, packed everything back into her backpack, and started to run out. She stopped, then turned around. "Uh…may I please borrow a tent? I'll return it someday, I promise I will."
Ariah nodded and ran out of the room. She returned a few minutes later with a tiny one-person tent set. Sii accepted it with gratitude and ran out of the door, apologizing for the inconvenience.
On her way out, Sii heard a sad tune. It sounded like flute music, although she was too sad to care right now. She looked up, and there, sitting on the roof, was Youen, playing her golden flute. Youen spotted her looking up, and the sad song began changing, morphing into a lively tune. Immediately her mood sprung up and she started to feel really confident. She smiled and pulled out her own flute. She started playing a shadow of the tune Youen had been playing, trying to remember every note in case she felt down again. When the song ended, Sii tucked her flute back inside her pocket and mouthed a thank you to Youen. She saw Youen smile slightly, but it seemed… alien. It was not Youen's smile.
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"Hey! Hey! Mama!" Youen cried, as her mom turned around from dinner with a smile. "Mama, I got something to show you. Me and Sii-"
"'Sii and I'," Youen's mother corrected.
"Sii and I," Youen said, rolling her eyes. "We were- well, I was- looking for my deck in the attic room, and I found this flute!" Youen pulled the golden flute out of her pocket and showed it to her mom.
Ms. Moyo took one look at the flute and froze. "Youen… where- where- how did you find that?"
Youen blinked. "It was in one of the boxes. Why?"
"That… is… an accursed flute. Your great grandmother bought it off an antique shop somewhere in Taiwan. She- she was the only one able to lift it. Everyone else who tried either dropped it or had their fingers squashed off.
"Then… one night… she heard of a legend of her golden flute; it spoke of ancient magic held within the golden flute, and how it was able to control one's emotions; one who listened to the melody too long could be lost in its bindings for eternity.
"Your great grandmother… she wanted to try it out for herself. So she declared that on the next new moon night, she would play the flute to her husband. She picked a happy, lively tune- she practiced it on regular flutes to save the effect.
"Then, on the night of the next new moon, great grandmother told great grandfather that she had a surprise waiting for him. She ran to the special silver box that she usually placed the golden flute, but when she opened it- it was gone. Vanished without a trace, without a single fingerprint or a dent in the lock. It was simply gone. It wasn't long before great grandmother vanished as well, without a trace."
Youen experimentally looked outside the window. "It's a new moon night right now, Mama."
Ms. Moyo glanced out the window and nodded. "So it is. The curse of the golden flute has chosen you as its next victim."
"Mama, it isn't a curse, it's just a harmless-"
"I don't want to take any chances," Ms. Moyo said crossly. "Now, be careful with that flute and be sure not to get too attached to it. Get rid of it if you must."
"Now, now, what if I am the one chosen to posses the Millennium Flute, dear mother?" Youen slithered in a dark way. "What then, do you suppose, I would do, if I were to part with it, dear mother? Would you suppose I would disappear if I do, dear mother?"
"What! Don't talk to me like that, Youen Moyo!" said girl's mother exclaimed crossly. Youen merely laughed.
"Youen? Youen Moyo? Why, I don't believe she's in this room anymore. You speak to Chielesut, master musician of the pharaoh's court. And I don't believe you need to remember any of this. So, uh… I guess this is hello and goodbye, huh?" She cackled evilly and brought the flute to her lips. Ignoring Ms. Moyo's screams, she started playing a soft and staccato tune that was rather repetitive. After the song ended, she opened up a portal to the shadow realm and retreated back to her room before her 'dear mother' saw her with the flute again.
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Yuck! That's one of the shortest chapters I've written in a long time! Well, just a quick warning to you readers out there (if there still are any) that the Past Memories are going to be short. Okay?
Now, find some way to tell me that you actually read this chapter so I will me happy; or did you all give up on me already? T_T Give me a chance!
Now, I'm going to go work on Sleeping Beauty of the Nile. That's been on hold for awhile.
Thanks for reading and review if it won't break your back! =P
