OK. Now, people, I'd love it if you folks would not only read this, but
also REVIEW!!! Sure, this may not take me long to write, but it's nice to
know that people are actually reading it. Now, I think you all know this
drill, but I only own Fyre and this plot.
Sorry for to everyone who's been waiting to read this, I've been going through some hard times, and I'm working on my other ff.net story, and I've been having writer's block for this one.
Thanks for understanding.
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Fyre's place:
Kaiba sat back, gazing silently at the girl who he'd be working with for the rest of the year. He'd never known if there was anyone else who's lives had been as difficult as his had been, but now he knew. Fyre had suffered far mare than he had. Life had taken a toll on an innocent girl. By the time she was seven, she had witnessed a murder, and an execution. When she was twelve, she was to have married Yami. When she was thirteen, Marrik had attempted to murder her, and thankfully failed.
"Where have your parents been through all this?" he asked.
Fyre didn't meet his gaze as she said; "I have enough siblings that they didn't have a lot of time for me."
"How many siblings do u have?" Kaiba asked.
"Fifteen," Fyre admitted.
"Fifteen?" Kaiba asked, shocked.
Fyre nodded. "I know. It's crazy, but it's true. When you have that many other family members, your parents are always looking after the youngest. I don't quite fall into the "young" category."
"Where are you by age in your family?" he asked.
"Fourth oldest, and the only blood daughter," she said.
The phone rang, suddenly. "Hello?" Fyre asked, picking it up. "It's you rbrother," she said, handing the phone to Kaiba.
"I have to leave," Kaiba told her, hanging up. "I forgot my brother has a lesson today. I'll see you at school."
"Ok, see you then," Fyre said, following him down the stairs to the door.
"Thanks for the help," Kaiba added.
Fyre nodded. "I didn't think I knew that much about it, but I guess I did."
She sighed as she closed the door behind Kaiba. "Now, what was I doing?" she wondered. She headed for the kitchen, grabbed a muffin and a glass of juice, and headed back to her room. She pulled out her duel deck from a drawer in her nightstand and flipped through it. She hadn't played in quite a few years, and was nowhere near what she used to be. Any duelist could beat her now. There had been a time when people were scared to duel her. Her deck was powerful, and her strategy always worked. Yet, the way her life was going, dueling just didn't have a place anymore. She was on her own now, and dueling wasn't going to help get anywhere.
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"Aw man," Joey complained as they walked up to school once again. "I can't believe they need to have us here all the time."
"Hey, stop complaining, there are worse things you could be forced to do," said Fyre's voice coolly from behind them.
"I don't think she's in the best of moods," Seto said carefully joining them.
Fyre glared.
"Your eyes are red," was all Seto said before walking up the stairs.
"What?" Tristin asked. "Did anyone else understand that?"
"Nope," Yugi said. Everyone else shook their heads.
"She's mad," said Marrik, appearing out of nowhere. "Red eyes on a Gods-touched means that they're mad."
"Ok, red eyes don't go too well with Fyre," Bakura said.
"Yeah, she looks possessed," Duke agreed.
The bell rang, and everyone raced to class. Seto was sitting, looking highly bored at his desk, and Fyre was curled up in the window seat with a large number of books spread around her. Yugi glanced at her eyes as he walked to his seat. Still red, though slightly lighter.
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After school:
"Wow, that girl," Tristan began. "She is really..."
"Odd?" Joey asked.
"No, amazing" Tristin corrected.
Fyre, walking behind them, glared. "When will they learn that I'm not someone to mess around with and call things I don't want to be called?" She wondered.
"We are going to have a party this weekend," Duke said. "There is no way that she is going to get out of it. She's coming and that's that."
"I'm not sure that will go down with her too well," Kaiba said, glancing around. He spotted Fyre, leaning against the huge cottonwood tree on the bank of the river. She was still holding her schoolbooks, and seemed to be gazing into space. No one moved, they just couldn't bring themselves to disturb her. Tea walked over to her.
"Hey, Fyre, you want to come to a party this weekend?" she asked.
"Kaiba's place," Joey added.
Fyre looked at him, then at Seto. "Never really saw you as being a party person, but I guess you can't see everything about someone," she said. "But, I'm sorry, I'm just not a party girl. I'm more concerned about my academics."
"School?" Joey asked, disgusted. "School's not meant to be anything important, and not something that should take priority over having fun."
"My idea of fun is not hanging out in a place with blasting music that makes your ears ring for weeks afterwards. My idea of fun is living the way I want to, and worrying about what I choose, and not having someone who barely knows me say what I should do." She turned and walked away. Bakura stepped in front of her.
"Please," he began, "give the people here a chance. No one will ever be able to say that they know you if all you do is hide like this. You need to open up to people, and let them know you. Everyone thinks you're really a nice girl inside, but none of us can prove it because you won't open up and let people be your friends."
"I'm only doing this to stop people from being hurt. I'm not going to be in this town long enough to bother letting people get close to me, it will just make it that much harder for them to let go when I leave."
"Leave?" Duke asked as they began to follow her down the path.
"Yes," Fyre told him, over patiently. "Leave, as in go away. As in not coming back to Domino."
"But why?" Tea asked. "Is this such a bad place?"
"I'm a wanderer," Fyre told them. "I don't stay in one place long, and never long enough to actually make friends." They reached Fyre's house. "ok, I'll maybe see you at school later," she told them, unlocking the gates. She walked up the drive, without a second glance.
"she reminds me of someone," Yami said, watching her.
"someone who lived years ago," Marrik agreed.
Fyre's place
Fyre leaned on the windowsill of the kitchen, watching. She heard everything they said, watched their every move. So Marrik and Yami suspected something. Well, there was no way she was going to let them know just how close they were. She was the way she was because of herself. No one else had inflicted damage on her, just her own misery and guilt had lead her to take her own life. Marrik seemed to think that she was still alive, it wasn't uncommon for the gods to pull people forward through time, he seemed to think that Isis had her reasons, and just hadn't bothered to let Fyre die yet. Well, not quite.
"You think you know me better than everyone else, don't you?" she thought. "Well Marrik, guess again. I don't see you bothering to find out why I'm here, you just accept it. You think that it's only the gods holding me here. Maybe I'm not finished with something. I have a job here. You're not going to get in my way. I just want to get this part of my life over with, then I can go back to my own place, and not deal with this. Just stay out of it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chat:
Faiirie: hi all *looks tired*
Tea: what's wrong?
Faiirie: go away.
Tea: *cries*
Joey: I'm scared of Fyre now
Faiirie: good.
Seto: is she supposed to be scary?
Faiirie: *snaps silence spell on Kaiba*
All: HEY!
Faiirie: I'll do it to you... I'm grouchy and going to leave you to be crazy. Goodnight.
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Sorry for to everyone who's been waiting to read this, I've been going through some hard times, and I'm working on my other ff.net story, and I've been having writer's block for this one.
Thanks for understanding.
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Fyre's place:
Kaiba sat back, gazing silently at the girl who he'd be working with for the rest of the year. He'd never known if there was anyone else who's lives had been as difficult as his had been, but now he knew. Fyre had suffered far mare than he had. Life had taken a toll on an innocent girl. By the time she was seven, she had witnessed a murder, and an execution. When she was twelve, she was to have married Yami. When she was thirteen, Marrik had attempted to murder her, and thankfully failed.
"Where have your parents been through all this?" he asked.
Fyre didn't meet his gaze as she said; "I have enough siblings that they didn't have a lot of time for me."
"How many siblings do u have?" Kaiba asked.
"Fifteen," Fyre admitted.
"Fifteen?" Kaiba asked, shocked.
Fyre nodded. "I know. It's crazy, but it's true. When you have that many other family members, your parents are always looking after the youngest. I don't quite fall into the "young" category."
"Where are you by age in your family?" he asked.
"Fourth oldest, and the only blood daughter," she said.
The phone rang, suddenly. "Hello?" Fyre asked, picking it up. "It's you rbrother," she said, handing the phone to Kaiba.
"I have to leave," Kaiba told her, hanging up. "I forgot my brother has a lesson today. I'll see you at school."
"Ok, see you then," Fyre said, following him down the stairs to the door.
"Thanks for the help," Kaiba added.
Fyre nodded. "I didn't think I knew that much about it, but I guess I did."
She sighed as she closed the door behind Kaiba. "Now, what was I doing?" she wondered. She headed for the kitchen, grabbed a muffin and a glass of juice, and headed back to her room. She pulled out her duel deck from a drawer in her nightstand and flipped through it. She hadn't played in quite a few years, and was nowhere near what she used to be. Any duelist could beat her now. There had been a time when people were scared to duel her. Her deck was powerful, and her strategy always worked. Yet, the way her life was going, dueling just didn't have a place anymore. She was on her own now, and dueling wasn't going to help get anywhere.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ School:
"Aw man," Joey complained as they walked up to school once again. "I can't believe they need to have us here all the time."
"Hey, stop complaining, there are worse things you could be forced to do," said Fyre's voice coolly from behind them.
"I don't think she's in the best of moods," Seto said carefully joining them.
Fyre glared.
"Your eyes are red," was all Seto said before walking up the stairs.
"What?" Tristin asked. "Did anyone else understand that?"
"Nope," Yugi said. Everyone else shook their heads.
"She's mad," said Marrik, appearing out of nowhere. "Red eyes on a Gods-touched means that they're mad."
"Ok, red eyes don't go too well with Fyre," Bakura said.
"Yeah, she looks possessed," Duke agreed.
The bell rang, and everyone raced to class. Seto was sitting, looking highly bored at his desk, and Fyre was curled up in the window seat with a large number of books spread around her. Yugi glanced at her eyes as he walked to his seat. Still red, though slightly lighter.
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After school:
"Wow, that girl," Tristan began. "She is really..."
"Odd?" Joey asked.
"No, amazing" Tristin corrected.
Fyre, walking behind them, glared. "When will they learn that I'm not someone to mess around with and call things I don't want to be called?" She wondered.
"We are going to have a party this weekend," Duke said. "There is no way that she is going to get out of it. She's coming and that's that."
"I'm not sure that will go down with her too well," Kaiba said, glancing around. He spotted Fyre, leaning against the huge cottonwood tree on the bank of the river. She was still holding her schoolbooks, and seemed to be gazing into space. No one moved, they just couldn't bring themselves to disturb her. Tea walked over to her.
"Hey, Fyre, you want to come to a party this weekend?" she asked.
"Kaiba's place," Joey added.
Fyre looked at him, then at Seto. "Never really saw you as being a party person, but I guess you can't see everything about someone," she said. "But, I'm sorry, I'm just not a party girl. I'm more concerned about my academics."
"School?" Joey asked, disgusted. "School's not meant to be anything important, and not something that should take priority over having fun."
"My idea of fun is not hanging out in a place with blasting music that makes your ears ring for weeks afterwards. My idea of fun is living the way I want to, and worrying about what I choose, and not having someone who barely knows me say what I should do." She turned and walked away. Bakura stepped in front of her.
"Please," he began, "give the people here a chance. No one will ever be able to say that they know you if all you do is hide like this. You need to open up to people, and let them know you. Everyone thinks you're really a nice girl inside, but none of us can prove it because you won't open up and let people be your friends."
"I'm only doing this to stop people from being hurt. I'm not going to be in this town long enough to bother letting people get close to me, it will just make it that much harder for them to let go when I leave."
"Leave?" Duke asked as they began to follow her down the path.
"Yes," Fyre told him, over patiently. "Leave, as in go away. As in not coming back to Domino."
"But why?" Tea asked. "Is this such a bad place?"
"I'm a wanderer," Fyre told them. "I don't stay in one place long, and never long enough to actually make friends." They reached Fyre's house. "ok, I'll maybe see you at school later," she told them, unlocking the gates. She walked up the drive, without a second glance.
"she reminds me of someone," Yami said, watching her.
"someone who lived years ago," Marrik agreed.
Fyre's place
Fyre leaned on the windowsill of the kitchen, watching. She heard everything they said, watched their every move. So Marrik and Yami suspected something. Well, there was no way she was going to let them know just how close they were. She was the way she was because of herself. No one else had inflicted damage on her, just her own misery and guilt had lead her to take her own life. Marrik seemed to think that she was still alive, it wasn't uncommon for the gods to pull people forward through time, he seemed to think that Isis had her reasons, and just hadn't bothered to let Fyre die yet. Well, not quite.
"You think you know me better than everyone else, don't you?" she thought. "Well Marrik, guess again. I don't see you bothering to find out why I'm here, you just accept it. You think that it's only the gods holding me here. Maybe I'm not finished with something. I have a job here. You're not going to get in my way. I just want to get this part of my life over with, then I can go back to my own place, and not deal with this. Just stay out of it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chat:
Faiirie: hi all *looks tired*
Tea: what's wrong?
Faiirie: go away.
Tea: *cries*
Joey: I'm scared of Fyre now
Faiirie: good.
Seto: is she supposed to be scary?
Faiirie: *snaps silence spell on Kaiba*
All: HEY!
Faiirie: I'll do it to you... I'm grouchy and going to leave you to be crazy. Goodnight.
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