Hello, all who reviewed. I haven't updated in ages. sorry ^_^. I'm not
going to have any Yami in this chapter (Booo!) but the next chapter will be
completely about him (YAY!), so hold on, my diehard Yami fangurl-reviewers!
And if you want to be included, I will put you in here, and details about
your appearance rock! So, yeah.
I'm in this one, with my Yami. She's different from my random yami, she's actually dark, so there. ONWARD!
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Bakura was looking around the Bronze Eagle, Domino's one and only shop for Goths. Bakura had spotted the perfect when something odd happened.
"NOOOOOOO!" Shrieked Malik as he looked at the receipt from Marik's shopping spree. "HOW IS IT POSSIBLE TO BUY THAT MUCH LEATHER?!?"
"Ra, calm down! I used a credit card!" Marik mumbled.
"Hey, Marik, new pants?" Bakura asked.
"Yeah, you like? I got them here for only, like 500,000 yen!" He smirked.
"Really? Pickpoket?"
"No, hakiri's allowance!"
"I see."
Meanwhile, Malik was still bellowing about how much his yami has spent on clothes in just one day. Marik eventually solved the problem by knocking him unconscious, and leaving with a shopping bag over his shoulder.
"Hmm, I figured that would last longer." Mumbled Bakura as he headed towards the register.
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Anne (me ^_^) was doing he math homework as her yami, known as Alexandria, flipped through the channels on the television, settling on a Trigun rerun.
"Wolfwood is so sexy!" Anne smiled as she glanced at the screen.
"Focus, Anne. We need you to get a scholarship." Said Alex in a bored, deep voice as she too looked at the attractive Wolfwood.
" Why?" Asked the less-then-perfect blonde as she finished her homework.
"Do you really think you can get into any school biased on sports achievement?" Smirked Alex as she ran her ringers down her long white hair in a solitary braid. "It takes you ten minutes and forty-five seconds to run a measly mile!"
"Shut up!" replied Anne, for lack of a better comeback.
Alex snorted as she left the room to go for a late walk. She checked the grandfather clock as she left. Five o'clock. Perfect for a night-dweller like herself.
She really was quite attractive. With her long, albino braid with perfect bangs and a light tan, she donned a black leather trench coat to wear over her blood red cargo pants an her black tank top, she was the essence of mystery. She thought about everything, from her accidental entrapment in the Millennium Medallion back in Ancient Egypt, to her life since. She preferred her time in Medieval Europe best, she supposed, as it was her longest time without being burned at the stake or what have you.
Yami Yugi chose that moment to run at top speed right in front of Alex, genuine fear in his eyes. A short brunette proclaiming her love to him closely followed him. Alex decided to intervene; she hated to see a grown man cry. She had no idea she was saving the Pharaoh.
Alex jumped the brunette and twisted her left arm behind her. The five-foot psycho seemed unfazed and struggled to get to Yami, who shivered with fear.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Interrogated Alex, knowing a troubled grade-schooler when she saw one.
"I'm... Yami's... GIRLFRIEND!!!" Shrieked TypoNumber5. "I...LOVE...HIM!"
Alex glanced at the victim. His eyes were wide with fear as he said "No... no... not TypoNumber5... please..."
Alex hit TN5 over the head with her pistol, knocking her out. This was just too weird of a scene; think about it, would you? I mean, if you saw a poor famous anime character being chased by a rabid fangurl... at night... in Domino, and so on, what would you do? How come---
(A/N: SHUT UP!!!!)
Ah... heehee...
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R 'n' R!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!
I'm in this one, with my Yami. She's different from my random yami, she's actually dark, so there. ONWARD!
~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~
Bakura was looking around the Bronze Eagle, Domino's one and only shop for Goths. Bakura had spotted the perfect when something odd happened.
"NOOOOOOO!" Shrieked Malik as he looked at the receipt from Marik's shopping spree. "HOW IS IT POSSIBLE TO BUY THAT MUCH LEATHER?!?"
"Ra, calm down! I used a credit card!" Marik mumbled.
"Hey, Marik, new pants?" Bakura asked.
"Yeah, you like? I got them here for only, like 500,000 yen!" He smirked.
"Really? Pickpoket?"
"No, hakiri's allowance!"
"I see."
Meanwhile, Malik was still bellowing about how much his yami has spent on clothes in just one day. Marik eventually solved the problem by knocking him unconscious, and leaving with a shopping bag over his shoulder.
"Hmm, I figured that would last longer." Mumbled Bakura as he headed towards the register.
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Anne (me ^_^) was doing he math homework as her yami, known as Alexandria, flipped through the channels on the television, settling on a Trigun rerun.
"Wolfwood is so sexy!" Anne smiled as she glanced at the screen.
"Focus, Anne. We need you to get a scholarship." Said Alex in a bored, deep voice as she too looked at the attractive Wolfwood.
" Why?" Asked the less-then-perfect blonde as she finished her homework.
"Do you really think you can get into any school biased on sports achievement?" Smirked Alex as she ran her ringers down her long white hair in a solitary braid. "It takes you ten minutes and forty-five seconds to run a measly mile!"
"Shut up!" replied Anne, for lack of a better comeback.
Alex snorted as she left the room to go for a late walk. She checked the grandfather clock as she left. Five o'clock. Perfect for a night-dweller like herself.
She really was quite attractive. With her long, albino braid with perfect bangs and a light tan, she donned a black leather trench coat to wear over her blood red cargo pants an her black tank top, she was the essence of mystery. She thought about everything, from her accidental entrapment in the Millennium Medallion back in Ancient Egypt, to her life since. She preferred her time in Medieval Europe best, she supposed, as it was her longest time without being burned at the stake or what have you.
Yami Yugi chose that moment to run at top speed right in front of Alex, genuine fear in his eyes. A short brunette proclaiming her love to him closely followed him. Alex decided to intervene; she hated to see a grown man cry. She had no idea she was saving the Pharaoh.
Alex jumped the brunette and twisted her left arm behind her. The five-foot psycho seemed unfazed and struggled to get to Yami, who shivered with fear.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Interrogated Alex, knowing a troubled grade-schooler when she saw one.
"I'm... Yami's... GIRLFRIEND!!!" Shrieked TypoNumber5. "I...LOVE...HIM!"
Alex glanced at the victim. His eyes were wide with fear as he said "No... no... not TypoNumber5... please..."
Alex hit TN5 over the head with her pistol, knocking her out. This was just too weird of a scene; think about it, would you? I mean, if you saw a poor famous anime character being chased by a rabid fangurl... at night... in Domino, and so on, what would you do? How come---
(A/N: SHUT UP!!!!)
Ah... heehee...
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R 'n' R!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!