Name: Forgotten
Summary:
We learned more about Amai's and Aisu's past…Bakura wakes up, angry from being knocked out by a mysterious girl, and Yuugi and Yami share thoughts on the same girl. Yuugi goes to bed early, resting up for when he goes with his friends to pick up Anzu tomorrow at the airport.
Disclaimer:
Amai: I don't own Yugioh! or it's characters, the Almond Crush Pocky that held me over when I wrote this, or Aisu.
Aisu: Yes you do!
Amai: …I made you up, but I don't own you…it's more of the other way around…
Aisu: That's a lie!
Amai: Let's see what the readers think when they read this chapter…-.-
Aisu: Fine!
Amai: Oh…And I'm sorry for the short chapter this time…I'll make it up with the next one.
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"WAI!!!" Aisu squealed in delight as she glomped and spun her younger sister around, careful not to come in contact with her bare skin. Her jet black hair was long and straight, reaching just above her knees and her bangs reached a little past her shoulders, parted in the center. Her eyes were a deep shade of red and they danced with excitement of having her own body again. She was a bit shorter than her sister, but she also had fairly tanned skin. For being her hikari, however, she looked nothing like Amai. Aisu wore a black halter top underneath a blue vest which had its collar up, black fingerless gloves, a blue mini skirt, and black leather knee-high boots.
"I'm glad you're happy and all," Amai stated, "but could you get off of me?"
"Thank you so much, Saku-chan!" Amai sighed, her older sister obviously not paying attention again.
"Fine, fine. I'm thanked. So can't you let go of me, now?" Aisu let go of her sister to look out the window of their new apartment. Outside, the city was busy, the neon lights giving it life. People were walking by, cars sped past and lights danced in the sky, signaling a grand opening of something.
"Can we go out tonight?" Aisu pleaded her yami.
"I'm too tired, now…"
"Pleeease?"
"…No."
"Pretty pleeease?"
"..No…"
"Pretty pretty please?"
"I said no…"
Aisu was silent…for a moment. "Pretty pretty please with sugar on top?"
"…I don't like sugar."
"That's a lie and you know it!"
"The answer is no, Aisu-sama."
"Oooh," Aisu said, now peeved from being turned down so many times, "Why not? It's so pretty here with all the lights and such. Can't we just look around?"
"Fine," Amai gave in, "But we're only going to be looking around. No talking to anyone or playing around, got that?"
"Yay!!!" Aisu hugged her sister again, then raced out the door.
"…I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" Amai picked up her wallet and followed after her sister.
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Bakura was still in bed with Malik and Marik watching over him closely. They were still worried for him because of the incident with that girl earlier.
"I'm fine, now!"
"No you're not!" Malik retorted.
"Yeah! You could've gotten a concussion from that…that demon girl!"
"Don't make me laugh." Ryou stood at the doorway in a pair of light blue boxers and a loose, white shirt rubbing one of his eyes.
"Can't you guys please be quiet? I have to drive the others to the airport tomorrow and-"
"Wah wah wah! All you do is whine! Go back to bed!" Ryou glared (well, as much as he could glare) at his yami before returning to bed.
"That wasn't very nice, 'Kura."
"I'm his yami. I'm not supposed to be…nice," Bakura stated, saying the last word as if it were a poison in his mouth. He then threw off the blanket that was covering him revealing that his leg was chained to one of the bed posts. "And why must you keep me here as if I were a prisoner?!"
"I don't know, Kura-Kura, but those chains do suit you well."
"Hehe…Sexy," Malik teased, getting a slight blush and a lamp in the face from Bakura.
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'This really wasn't a good idea,' Amai mentally sighed. She and her hikari were at the mall and she was the one stuck with carrying several boxes and bags. Aisu, on the other hand, was happily licking her ice cream as she passed by all the stores.
"Ano…Aisu-sama?"
"Hai?" she responded cheerily.
"Can't we rest for a moment?"
"Okie!" Aisu spotted a bench and led her sister to sit. Amai sat down, tired from her long day and Aisu looked at all the people who were passing by and all the stores she could see from where she sat.
'What did that boy want again..?' Amai wondered as she eyed her bandaged hand, 'Ah…yes. My Sennen Armband. He may come again for it, so I'd better be careful…I hope I didn't do much damage to him with my touch…I wonder who I erased from his memory, though.' Her thoughts were interrupted by Aisu's constant tugging on her sleeve.
"S-Amai!" she pleaded. It was then that Amai noticed a group of guys surrounding her older sister.
"Unless you want to end up in a ditch somewhere, I suggest you leave me and my sister alone…"
"Chill, chika," one of the guys responded. Another was stroking Aisu's cheek and the third was eyeing her with a smirk on his face.
"Yeah," the third spoke up, "chill. We just want to have a little fun tonight." All three chuckled at this.
"You heard the lady," a voice from behind them said sternly, "Leave 'em ALONE." With the last word, a fist connected with one of the guys' jaw and a fight broke out…
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Amai: …Interesting…though I could've taken them out myself.
Aisu: Don't be so ungrateful, Saku-chan! I thought it was nice of him to do that for us.^^
Amai: Whatever…-.- Anyways, please review.