This is not a spinoff, I just altered some parts. Bakura, The spirit of the
ring had not awakened and Ryou just simply owns the ring.
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No she isn't. Not again
Goddamnnit yes she is.
Another group counseling session.
Shit.
The kids just finished getting in and now there sitting in a circle. And the 30 year old from hell just arrived. Of course we are supposed to call her Tiffany.
Tiffany.
Even her name makes me want to retch.
She is what you might call a adult convinced she's 7. She sewed pink on to her nurse outfit and wears to much makeup. She is convinced we are here because lack of family love. That's why she has group counseling sessions or Group Love as she calls them.
"Hello everybody! How are you? Were going to have a swell time!!!" Tiffany said cheerfully and pulled out a clear bag. It was filled with pink hearts. The kind that you cut out when you were a kindergartner and gave them to your friends.
The kind that make me retch and twitch.
She started handing them out and when she got to me she handing me a red one. In bold letters it said:
SMILE
What the fuck?
I stared at it for a minute and then started ripping it up. Finally I threw it in the air and started to walk out of the room.
"That was not very nice, Ryou-chan" Tiffany said and gave me a puppy-dog look.
"Bite me" I said angrily. How dare she call me Ryou-chan like she knew me. She's just some asshole who thinks she can turn me in to some sort of clone.
Suddenly I felt her arms grab me and with surprising strength she pulled me back to a seat Then she stood in the middle of the circle and said " Everyone we are going to do a happiness exercise, Lets start with you Mina. What makes you happy?"
Not again. She makes us do these twice a week. Usually I don't talk, but today's going to be different. She turned to me and I looked at her.
"What makes me happy is imagining your slow and painful death in hell" I said and grinned cynically. If I scare the crap out of her I'll be happy.
"Ryou-chan, I sense some unhappy feelings. Tell me about how you feel" Tiffany said.
"Lets see, I feel like killing my father for sending me here. I feel like killing all the people in the world since they are face-deep lumbering assholes and most of all I want to kill you!" I screamed.
Tiffany backed up and looked at me nervously. She was afraid. Then again who was not afraid of me? I was the only one in street clothes, because I "persuaded" the doctors and nurses to let me wear them and I wore the Sennen Ring. Probably thought I was part of a gang. Though what scared them the most was no one knew why I was here.
The fact is I was put her because I did not do anything. In class I wrote an essay about how much I hated the world. They sent me to the guidance counselor. I did not talk. They sent me to a therapist. I did not talk. Finally they sent me here.
Stupid. Really Stupid.
I hate it here. They think they can make me change. I don't want to change. I've seen so many things and they made me who I am. I used to stay in the shadows. I never had an opinion. I don't belong here. I am just part of the pessimistic masses.
"Well, I think we should continue this session later" Tiffany said and fled the room. I slowly walked upstairs and I watched the other people slowly inch away from me.
I finally reached my room and I saw another name on the clipboard.
Malik Ishtar
Oh joy, He is probably a serial killer. I peered in the room and saw a tan boy with blonde hair laying on the bed opposite to mine. I walked inside and he looked up. He had huge purple eyes. He carefully looked my up and down. His eyes widened when he was the Sennen Ring, but he did not say anything.
"I suppose you're a serial killer or some sort of sociopath" I said bitterly. He looked up at me.
"Actually I only attempted to kill my English Teacher. So technically I'm not a killer." Malik said and smirked "Why are you here" He question casually.
"I invoked my right as a citizen to remain silent" I said and went and sat on my bed.
"Ah. Wouldn't talk. Interesting" Malik said and looked around the room "What do you do for fun?"
"Plan the death of the Face-deep she-devil more formally known as Tiffany." I said and slowly started to scratch off a another day on my chart of how long I'd been here. The doctors have not said anything about my obstruction of the wall, Though I know they talk about it.
"So why wouldn't you talk?" Malik said.
I sighed "I wrote an essay about how the earth is full of human cockroaches and how the whole human race is going to burn in hell."
"Well is that what you believe?" Malik said and turned to face me.
I stared at him. No one ever asked me that. Usually they asked if I was experiencing any pent up anger or some medical crap like that. "Well yea"
"Then don't listen. If you believe that, they can't take it away" Malik said. "People tried to take away my rights, but the thing that kept me going was the thought that they cant take away my beliefs."
"Is that supposed to be idealistic crap in teen form?" I asked
"Basically"
"Interesting, I'll remember that if I ever want to be a saint" I said bitterly and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Malik asked
"Out of here"
"Good Luck"
Dark Rei: Well that came out pretty good.
Yami: O_O
Dark Rei: Remember to review! It encourages me!!!!!
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No she isn't. Not again
Goddamnnit yes she is.
Another group counseling session.
Shit.
The kids just finished getting in and now there sitting in a circle. And the 30 year old from hell just arrived. Of course we are supposed to call her Tiffany.
Tiffany.
Even her name makes me want to retch.
She is what you might call a adult convinced she's 7. She sewed pink on to her nurse outfit and wears to much makeup. She is convinced we are here because lack of family love. That's why she has group counseling sessions or Group Love as she calls them.
"Hello everybody! How are you? Were going to have a swell time!!!" Tiffany said cheerfully and pulled out a clear bag. It was filled with pink hearts. The kind that you cut out when you were a kindergartner and gave them to your friends.
The kind that make me retch and twitch.
She started handing them out and when she got to me she handing me a red one. In bold letters it said:
SMILE
What the fuck?
I stared at it for a minute and then started ripping it up. Finally I threw it in the air and started to walk out of the room.
"That was not very nice, Ryou-chan" Tiffany said and gave me a puppy-dog look.
"Bite me" I said angrily. How dare she call me Ryou-chan like she knew me. She's just some asshole who thinks she can turn me in to some sort of clone.
Suddenly I felt her arms grab me and with surprising strength she pulled me back to a seat Then she stood in the middle of the circle and said " Everyone we are going to do a happiness exercise, Lets start with you Mina. What makes you happy?"
Not again. She makes us do these twice a week. Usually I don't talk, but today's going to be different. She turned to me and I looked at her.
"What makes me happy is imagining your slow and painful death in hell" I said and grinned cynically. If I scare the crap out of her I'll be happy.
"Ryou-chan, I sense some unhappy feelings. Tell me about how you feel" Tiffany said.
"Lets see, I feel like killing my father for sending me here. I feel like killing all the people in the world since they are face-deep lumbering assholes and most of all I want to kill you!" I screamed.
Tiffany backed up and looked at me nervously. She was afraid. Then again who was not afraid of me? I was the only one in street clothes, because I "persuaded" the doctors and nurses to let me wear them and I wore the Sennen Ring. Probably thought I was part of a gang. Though what scared them the most was no one knew why I was here.
The fact is I was put her because I did not do anything. In class I wrote an essay about how much I hated the world. They sent me to the guidance counselor. I did not talk. They sent me to a therapist. I did not talk. Finally they sent me here.
Stupid. Really Stupid.
I hate it here. They think they can make me change. I don't want to change. I've seen so many things and they made me who I am. I used to stay in the shadows. I never had an opinion. I don't belong here. I am just part of the pessimistic masses.
"Well, I think we should continue this session later" Tiffany said and fled the room. I slowly walked upstairs and I watched the other people slowly inch away from me.
I finally reached my room and I saw another name on the clipboard.
Malik Ishtar
Oh joy, He is probably a serial killer. I peered in the room and saw a tan boy with blonde hair laying on the bed opposite to mine. I walked inside and he looked up. He had huge purple eyes. He carefully looked my up and down. His eyes widened when he was the Sennen Ring, but he did not say anything.
"I suppose you're a serial killer or some sort of sociopath" I said bitterly. He looked up at me.
"Actually I only attempted to kill my English Teacher. So technically I'm not a killer." Malik said and smirked "Why are you here" He question casually.
"I invoked my right as a citizen to remain silent" I said and went and sat on my bed.
"Ah. Wouldn't talk. Interesting" Malik said and looked around the room "What do you do for fun?"
"Plan the death of the Face-deep she-devil more formally known as Tiffany." I said and slowly started to scratch off a another day on my chart of how long I'd been here. The doctors have not said anything about my obstruction of the wall, Though I know they talk about it.
"So why wouldn't you talk?" Malik said.
I sighed "I wrote an essay about how the earth is full of human cockroaches and how the whole human race is going to burn in hell."
"Well is that what you believe?" Malik said and turned to face me.
I stared at him. No one ever asked me that. Usually they asked if I was experiencing any pent up anger or some medical crap like that. "Well yea"
"Then don't listen. If you believe that, they can't take it away" Malik said. "People tried to take away my rights, but the thing that kept me going was the thought that they cant take away my beliefs."
"Is that supposed to be idealistic crap in teen form?" I asked
"Basically"
"Interesting, I'll remember that if I ever want to be a saint" I said bitterly and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Malik asked
"Out of here"
"Good Luck"
Dark Rei: Well that came out pretty good.
Yami: O_O
Dark Rei: Remember to review! It encourages me!!!!!