Fantasy
Yami no Kelly Noel
January 6, 2003
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A/n:
*looks in mail box* I feel quite hurt. *lip quivers*
(Kelly: You'll get over it. I've gone moths without getting new reviews and look how I turned out.)
Okay… now I feel quite hurt and slightly scared… Good thing Spyder let me borrow her Chibi Seto! *Snuggles Chibi Seto*
Chibi Seto: *blink* …
(Kelly: You didn't reenact one of your perverted Seto fantasies on him did you?)
Not yet. Why?
(Kelly: You're sick… I thought that was why he wasn't talking.)
- -; Are you implying that I would scar him for life?
(Kelly: Implying? Who needs to imply? We've got living proof! I'm a perfect example of your corruption!)
True… so I guess getting no reviews for months isn't the only reason you're such a freak.
(Kelly: Yeah… *stops* Hey! Wait a second! I'm not- *fizzes out*)
Ah much better. I should have shut the mind link off a long time ago, would have saved me some Authoress Notes Space. ^-^
Chibi Seto: *mimics YnKN* ^-^
*heart melts* Aw… here you can do the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: *doesn't know what to say* … *does only thing he currently knows how to do* ^-^
Perfect! That was the best disclaimer telling everyone that I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh I've ever heard! *hugs her chibi*
Chibi Seto: ^-^ * one very happy chibi*
- Yami no Kelly N.
-(Kelly Noel)
With a special appearance by Chibi Seto whose is currently on loan from Spyder's Web's Chibi for A Day
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Recap:
No one reviewed so you don't deserve a recap! *sticks tongue out and pulls down right eye lid* NYAH! *stops* Okay fine… the Seto Chibi talked me into it. *proceeds with recap*
Yami no Bakura (and Bakura) joined Malik, Isis and Rishid and had a very interesting conversation about plushies. Particularly Yugi plushies. There were some sick rod jokes… Bakura in pink… Malik experiencing how painful pink heels are… and we found out Isis watches the occasional Disney movie.
Seto… well Seto's mysteriously disappeared which odd considering he is the star of this fic… - -;
Yugi's trying to figure out if his hair really is weird. Honda misses Bakura. Jounouchi's tired and hungry… what else is new, and Anzu hasn't really done much yet, except question Yugi insistently.
Shizuka decided that someone should really clean out the vents and Mokuba might be dead. ^-^
I went a little insane on this chapter… no reviews really does make a person feel twisted…
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I think we'll start off with Seto, seeing as how he hasn't been in the last chapter and had minor parts ever since chapter three. This just proving I have a short attention span, anyways, earlier in the day it had become known that our favorite brooding bishie had gone missing from his room. Yugi being the first to notice this was far too busy contemplating if he should have pancakes or toast for breakfast to realize that this may have been serious. I'll forgive him though, he made a good decision regarding the breakfast thing in the end, toast is way better than pancakes, but back to the point, it being that Kaiba-kun was gone. No one knew where. No one knew how. And no one knew what evil he was plotting…
"How the hell could I have possibly gotten lost in my own game?" Seto asked, standing in the middle of a thick forest, much like Yugi and company. "And why did I insist on putting so many damn trees in this forest?" For purely my entertainment alone, and the fact that my Seto chibi likes to wear shiny objects, he'd gone out of character and put on his new gaming outfit. A white cloak with a rather realistic blue eyes head wrapped around his neck. He wore bluish white armor underneath his cloak, as this story is rated PG-13. After cursing himself out for getting lost, almost coincidentally a young teenaged girl with whitish purple hair and bright blue eyes appeared from behind the brush, tapped him on the shoulder, and then proceeded to almost give him a heart attack.
"What the hell are YOU doing here?!" He shouted, turning and recognizing the girl fully. She blinked, confused. It was the girl from his Battle City vision, the one who laid in his arms before a giant stone tablet, with the Blue Eyes White Dragon engraved upon it. Don't ask me how he managed to recognize her, considering he only saw a brief glimpse of her which didn't involve her face in anyway, but for all extensive purposes he knows her.
"Master Seito is something wrong?" She asked, brushing a few strands of her hair from her face. Seto blinked, oh no… another crack pot like Isis…
Then somewhere in the depths of another forest, Isis sneezed.
"Who are you?" He asked, trying to gather his thoughts. Was this really the BEWD girl he'd seen in his vision or another person who had entered the virtual reality game? He didn't remember programming her into the game, but it was quite possible that someone else had done it considering that short period of time that that dolt Pegasus had found out the password to his computer.
The somewhere in the depths of Duelist Kingdom, Pegasus sneezed.
"You're faithful servant, Master Seito." She said smiling, it was a cute and seemingly innocent smile, reminding Seto of Mokuba. Ah… Mokuba… the reason he came to this virtual world to begin with. I, the authoress, almost forgot about that brat…
Then somewhere in the depths of the Kaiba Mansion, Mokuba sneezed.
Going against his normal cold and suspicious demeanor he decided that perhaps this strange girl could be trusted after all, then he came to his senses. "Aright, if you truly are my servant answer this question as only one who could answer it should work for me." The girl blinked, as Seto cleared his throat and began.
"Sam's shoe size is ¼ the number of minutes it took Li Hua to wash her sheepdog. The number of players on the Lizard City Tiddlywinks team is seven more than the amount of rutabagas Carlos grows in his window box. Talasi's golf score is one less than three times the amount of parakeets in the Lizard City Zoo. The number of sour notes Marie hit while playing "Ramona" on her saxophone is six less than six times the number of avocados Max put in his guacamole. Half of Talasi's golf score plus ten is three times the number of minutes it took Li Hua to wash her sheepdog. The number of players on the Lizard City Tiddlywinks team is one less than four times the amount of avocados Max put in his guacamole. The amount of rutabagas is five less than two times Sam's shoe size. If Marie hit twenty-four sour notes while playing "Ramona" on her saxophone, how many parakeets are in the Lizard City Zoo?"
The girl blinked, totally confused as Seto smirked all knowingly, this was why he didn't have to hire any new employees lately. Now if I have any readers even left I want you to take the time to actually answer this question as I have the answer right next to me. And yes, there actually is an answer.
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"Ah so the point of the game is to save this princess for the good guys?" Isis asked, as Bakura nodded. The good Bakura, as he had also decided to be a Benedict Arnold and joined Malik's team of Evil, Chaos, and Darkness. "So it must be our job to do what exactly? We don't have the princess so we didn't steal her." Isis said, taking away Bakura's normal job of stating the obvious.
"Well, no duh, Isis." Malik sighed, rather frustrated, in a tone that would make anyone feel rather dumb. She frowned.
"You don't have to be rude Malik and if you're so smart then you tell us what we're supposed to be doing, as you failed to read the instruction manual to the game before turning it on."
"Not sure, but you definitely have the evil rambling part down to an art form, sis." He mumbled, as she tried to refrain from choking him. Isis was not one to get violent, but after listening to three hours of Malik whining in a tone that resembled his English Dub voice, you would want to strangle him too.
"Malik do you have to talk like that? You're voice makes such an unpleasant sound." Bakura asked, being as polite as possible. Malik glared at him, his eyes barely bordering on the sanity line.
"I wouldn't talk about dub voices if I were you 'England.'" Suddenly Bakura's left eyelid started to twitch, as Yami no Bakura regained control.
"I don't have half as many fan sites complaining about my dub voice! People want to chop off their ears and put them in the blender every time they hear you go off on one of your tangents!" Yami no Bakura growled, as Malik's eyes narrowed to a dangerous level.
"Well, at least I don't sound like I swallowed the blender!" Just as Yami no Bakura was about to rip out Malik's vocal cords, Rishid noticed something. Fortune smiles down on Malik…
"Hey, what are these?" He asked, getting the attention of just about everyone, except Bakura who was busy playing with plushies in his soul room. Hey, it could get lonely in their after spending more time in it than in his actual body, the plushies and the dancing ballerina gerbil poster brightened up the place. Either that or they kept Yami no Bakura out of the soul room. The darker half was never one for stuffed dolls and gerbils frightened him. Especially dancing gerbils in pink tutus…
"They look like duel monster cards." Malik noted, as both Isis and Rishid sighed heavily.
"Oh great another story based on that stupid card game." Both Yami no Bakura and Malik blinked, Okay so this was even more over done than the YGO characters performing a Dickens's Christmas Carol, no matter how warped it came out… Enough bad memories, the point is since Takahashi-sensei has changed the entire theme of the comic to Duel Monsters of course I have to abide by his decision. So suck it up.
"I happen to like that 'stupid card game'." Malik growled, as Rishid assumed the begging for mercy and forgiveness position. Both Isis and Yami no Bakura sweat dropped.
"It would seem that I also have three cards." Isis noted, pulling out her own three monster cards from a pocket.
"Me too." Malik added also pulling out three cards, the others looked at Bakura waiting for his three cards to show up.
"I don't have any pockets in this thing." Yami no Bakura said, as he patted down his outfit looking for anything that might hold cards. "That's not fair! There must be somewhere in this god forsaken outfit where a princess would store cards!" Isis blinked, as the answer came to her.
"Uh… Bakura-kun? I think I might know where your cards are…" The dark spirit stopped and blinked, something told him that this was going to be one more thing he wasn't going to live down…
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"Ow…" Mokuba groaned, sprawled out on the ground of a dark and seemingly empty room. "Well, that wasn't very smart…" He coughed, choking slightly on the dust that had stirred when he collapsed through the ventilation system. He got up from the rubble and brushed himself off, looking around at his surroundings. His eyes went wide as his mouth dropped. "I FOUND IT! I FOUND SETO'S LAIR!" He grinned mischievously, pulling out the photograph. "I have to gain access to the main frame, now what was that new password Seto had to install?" He though for a moment before it hit him. "Oh yeah! It's the answer to that long and tedious question about those parakeets that no one can ever answer. Good thing I'm so good at math, the answer is obviously-"
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"Thirty one."
"What did you just say?" Kaiba asked, as he turned his head towards the annoying girl who had been following him for a period of time, trying to figure out the answer to his difficult question. She smiled, lovingly, as she once again repeated herself.
"The answer is thirty one parakeets, Master Seito." Seto sighed in disbelief, being a man of his word he was duty bound to let her join him.
"Fine." He growled, as the girl smiled excitedly. "Now be useful and tell me how to get out of this godforsaken forest."
"Why don't you call on your legendary beasts, master?" She asked, as Kaiba-kun blinked disoriented.
"Legendary beasts? What are you talking about?" You know for someone who created this game he certainly doesn't know a lot about it.
"Your three Blue Eyes White Dragons." She responded, pointing to a car holster on his right leg. He looked down and opened the black box, pulling out his three Blue Eyes White Dragon cards. He blinked, how did these get in here? "Master are you sure you're aright? You don't seem like your normal self."
"I'm fine, just explain to me how this works." This apparently was not the game he had designed, or at least it had been heavily altered from what his original design was. He listened carefully as the girl told him how the game worked, what the goal was, and what there particular game plan was. "Hmmm… perhaps these alterations to this game are to my advantage after all," he though out loud, pulling out one of his dragons and summoning it. It appeared before him like the girl had said, and he smiled. What did you say your name was?" He asked, as the dragon got down so the two could ride upon it's back.
"My name?" She repeated, joining him. "I don't remember." He blinked, something about her, other than her physical appearance seemed very familiar. Her blues eyes seemed sadder now, at the mention of her unknown name. He couldn't place it, but her actions resembled some else's he knew in this time period.
"For now you will be addressed as Kouryou."
"Yes, Master." She responded, smiling. Feeling the ends of his mouth twitching he turned away from her, commanding the dragon to take flight.
Well, that was disgustingly sappy. Something must be wrong with me if I'm hooking up bishie with 'her.'
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Bakura was slightly confused and horrified at the current situation he'd been thrown into. He didn't even know how it happened, he was sitting quietly in his soul room with a nice fire blazing in his room's fire place. He had gotten involved in a similar version of the table top role playing game: Monster World and was actually enjoying his stay in the lonely room for once. He had no clue that what was going on outside his soul room and quite frankly couldn't careless. His yami could suffer a bit in this virtual nightmare, as he tried to recollect his thoughts through his favorite game. Upon the mantel of this kindling fire place rested a few memorabilia; a picture of his full family from a while ago, a stack of unsent letters address to 'Amane,' and a glass container with eight monster world dolls on display. Everything was normal, or at least as normal as things get for our young Bakura-kun, until he felt his yami's grip on his shoulder.
"Your turn!" He shouted, flinging Bakura out of his soul room and back into control of his body, where he then watched as the horror unfolded. Blinking and keeping his calm composure he tried to figure out why exactly Isis now had her hand down the front of his dress.
"Isis… what are you doing?" He asked, trembling. Way too much physical contact for our most naïve and innocent bishie as his face was deep scarlet.
"Getting your cards Bakura-kun." And with that she quickly pulled her hand out revealing three Duel monster cards as Bakura's face remained a cherry color. Malik rolled with laughter at the entire situation as Rishid merely stood, looking at Isis dumbfounded.
"So that's where women keep their most important belongings…"
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I seem to have run out of things to write so… You've read now Review! Apparently I now have to beg.
Yami no Kelly Noel
January 6, 2003
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A/n:
*looks in mail box* I feel quite hurt. *lip quivers*
(Kelly: You'll get over it. I've gone moths without getting new reviews and look how I turned out.)
Okay… now I feel quite hurt and slightly scared… Good thing Spyder let me borrow her Chibi Seto! *Snuggles Chibi Seto*
Chibi Seto: *blink* …
(Kelly: You didn't reenact one of your perverted Seto fantasies on him did you?)
Not yet. Why?
(Kelly: You're sick… I thought that was why he wasn't talking.)
- -; Are you implying that I would scar him for life?
(Kelly: Implying? Who needs to imply? We've got living proof! I'm a perfect example of your corruption!)
True… so I guess getting no reviews for months isn't the only reason you're such a freak.
(Kelly: Yeah… *stops* Hey! Wait a second! I'm not- *fizzes out*)
Ah much better. I should have shut the mind link off a long time ago, would have saved me some Authoress Notes Space. ^-^
Chibi Seto: *mimics YnKN* ^-^
*heart melts* Aw… here you can do the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: *doesn't know what to say* … *does only thing he currently knows how to do* ^-^
Perfect! That was the best disclaimer telling everyone that I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh I've ever heard! *hugs her chibi*
Chibi Seto: ^-^ * one very happy chibi*
- Yami no Kelly N.
-(Kelly Noel)
With a special appearance by Chibi Seto whose is currently on loan from Spyder's Web's Chibi for A Day
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Recap:
No one reviewed so you don't deserve a recap! *sticks tongue out and pulls down right eye lid* NYAH! *stops* Okay fine… the Seto Chibi talked me into it. *proceeds with recap*
Yami no Bakura (and Bakura) joined Malik, Isis and Rishid and had a very interesting conversation about plushies. Particularly Yugi plushies. There were some sick rod jokes… Bakura in pink… Malik experiencing how painful pink heels are… and we found out Isis watches the occasional Disney movie.
Seto… well Seto's mysteriously disappeared which odd considering he is the star of this fic… - -;
Yugi's trying to figure out if his hair really is weird. Honda misses Bakura. Jounouchi's tired and hungry… what else is new, and Anzu hasn't really done much yet, except question Yugi insistently.
Shizuka decided that someone should really clean out the vents and Mokuba might be dead. ^-^
I went a little insane on this chapter… no reviews really does make a person feel twisted…
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I think we'll start off with Seto, seeing as how he hasn't been in the last chapter and had minor parts ever since chapter three. This just proving I have a short attention span, anyways, earlier in the day it had become known that our favorite brooding bishie had gone missing from his room. Yugi being the first to notice this was far too busy contemplating if he should have pancakes or toast for breakfast to realize that this may have been serious. I'll forgive him though, he made a good decision regarding the breakfast thing in the end, toast is way better than pancakes, but back to the point, it being that Kaiba-kun was gone. No one knew where. No one knew how. And no one knew what evil he was plotting…
"How the hell could I have possibly gotten lost in my own game?" Seto asked, standing in the middle of a thick forest, much like Yugi and company. "And why did I insist on putting so many damn trees in this forest?" For purely my entertainment alone, and the fact that my Seto chibi likes to wear shiny objects, he'd gone out of character and put on his new gaming outfit. A white cloak with a rather realistic blue eyes head wrapped around his neck. He wore bluish white armor underneath his cloak, as this story is rated PG-13. After cursing himself out for getting lost, almost coincidentally a young teenaged girl with whitish purple hair and bright blue eyes appeared from behind the brush, tapped him on the shoulder, and then proceeded to almost give him a heart attack.
"What the hell are YOU doing here?!" He shouted, turning and recognizing the girl fully. She blinked, confused. It was the girl from his Battle City vision, the one who laid in his arms before a giant stone tablet, with the Blue Eyes White Dragon engraved upon it. Don't ask me how he managed to recognize her, considering he only saw a brief glimpse of her which didn't involve her face in anyway, but for all extensive purposes he knows her.
"Master Seito is something wrong?" She asked, brushing a few strands of her hair from her face. Seto blinked, oh no… another crack pot like Isis…
Then somewhere in the depths of another forest, Isis sneezed.
"Who are you?" He asked, trying to gather his thoughts. Was this really the BEWD girl he'd seen in his vision or another person who had entered the virtual reality game? He didn't remember programming her into the game, but it was quite possible that someone else had done it considering that short period of time that that dolt Pegasus had found out the password to his computer.
The somewhere in the depths of Duelist Kingdom, Pegasus sneezed.
"You're faithful servant, Master Seito." She said smiling, it was a cute and seemingly innocent smile, reminding Seto of Mokuba. Ah… Mokuba… the reason he came to this virtual world to begin with. I, the authoress, almost forgot about that brat…
Then somewhere in the depths of the Kaiba Mansion, Mokuba sneezed.
Going against his normal cold and suspicious demeanor he decided that perhaps this strange girl could be trusted after all, then he came to his senses. "Aright, if you truly are my servant answer this question as only one who could answer it should work for me." The girl blinked, as Seto cleared his throat and began.
"Sam's shoe size is ¼ the number of minutes it took Li Hua to wash her sheepdog. The number of players on the Lizard City Tiddlywinks team is seven more than the amount of rutabagas Carlos grows in his window box. Talasi's golf score is one less than three times the amount of parakeets in the Lizard City Zoo. The number of sour notes Marie hit while playing "Ramona" on her saxophone is six less than six times the number of avocados Max put in his guacamole. Half of Talasi's golf score plus ten is three times the number of minutes it took Li Hua to wash her sheepdog. The number of players on the Lizard City Tiddlywinks team is one less than four times the amount of avocados Max put in his guacamole. The amount of rutabagas is five less than two times Sam's shoe size. If Marie hit twenty-four sour notes while playing "Ramona" on her saxophone, how many parakeets are in the Lizard City Zoo?"
The girl blinked, totally confused as Seto smirked all knowingly, this was why he didn't have to hire any new employees lately. Now if I have any readers even left I want you to take the time to actually answer this question as I have the answer right next to me. And yes, there actually is an answer.
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"Ah so the point of the game is to save this princess for the good guys?" Isis asked, as Bakura nodded. The good Bakura, as he had also decided to be a Benedict Arnold and joined Malik's team of Evil, Chaos, and Darkness. "So it must be our job to do what exactly? We don't have the princess so we didn't steal her." Isis said, taking away Bakura's normal job of stating the obvious.
"Well, no duh, Isis." Malik sighed, rather frustrated, in a tone that would make anyone feel rather dumb. She frowned.
"You don't have to be rude Malik and if you're so smart then you tell us what we're supposed to be doing, as you failed to read the instruction manual to the game before turning it on."
"Not sure, but you definitely have the evil rambling part down to an art form, sis." He mumbled, as she tried to refrain from choking him. Isis was not one to get violent, but after listening to three hours of Malik whining in a tone that resembled his English Dub voice, you would want to strangle him too.
"Malik do you have to talk like that? You're voice makes such an unpleasant sound." Bakura asked, being as polite as possible. Malik glared at him, his eyes barely bordering on the sanity line.
"I wouldn't talk about dub voices if I were you 'England.'" Suddenly Bakura's left eyelid started to twitch, as Yami no Bakura regained control.
"I don't have half as many fan sites complaining about my dub voice! People want to chop off their ears and put them in the blender every time they hear you go off on one of your tangents!" Yami no Bakura growled, as Malik's eyes narrowed to a dangerous level.
"Well, at least I don't sound like I swallowed the blender!" Just as Yami no Bakura was about to rip out Malik's vocal cords, Rishid noticed something. Fortune smiles down on Malik…
"Hey, what are these?" He asked, getting the attention of just about everyone, except Bakura who was busy playing with plushies in his soul room. Hey, it could get lonely in their after spending more time in it than in his actual body, the plushies and the dancing ballerina gerbil poster brightened up the place. Either that or they kept Yami no Bakura out of the soul room. The darker half was never one for stuffed dolls and gerbils frightened him. Especially dancing gerbils in pink tutus…
"They look like duel monster cards." Malik noted, as both Isis and Rishid sighed heavily.
"Oh great another story based on that stupid card game." Both Yami no Bakura and Malik blinked, Okay so this was even more over done than the YGO characters performing a Dickens's Christmas Carol, no matter how warped it came out… Enough bad memories, the point is since Takahashi-sensei has changed the entire theme of the comic to Duel Monsters of course I have to abide by his decision. So suck it up.
"I happen to like that 'stupid card game'." Malik growled, as Rishid assumed the begging for mercy and forgiveness position. Both Isis and Yami no Bakura sweat dropped.
"It would seem that I also have three cards." Isis noted, pulling out her own three monster cards from a pocket.
"Me too." Malik added also pulling out three cards, the others looked at Bakura waiting for his three cards to show up.
"I don't have any pockets in this thing." Yami no Bakura said, as he patted down his outfit looking for anything that might hold cards. "That's not fair! There must be somewhere in this god forsaken outfit where a princess would store cards!" Isis blinked, as the answer came to her.
"Uh… Bakura-kun? I think I might know where your cards are…" The dark spirit stopped and blinked, something told him that this was going to be one more thing he wasn't going to live down…
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"Ow…" Mokuba groaned, sprawled out on the ground of a dark and seemingly empty room. "Well, that wasn't very smart…" He coughed, choking slightly on the dust that had stirred when he collapsed through the ventilation system. He got up from the rubble and brushed himself off, looking around at his surroundings. His eyes went wide as his mouth dropped. "I FOUND IT! I FOUND SETO'S LAIR!" He grinned mischievously, pulling out the photograph. "I have to gain access to the main frame, now what was that new password Seto had to install?" He though for a moment before it hit him. "Oh yeah! It's the answer to that long and tedious question about those parakeets that no one can ever answer. Good thing I'm so good at math, the answer is obviously-"
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"Thirty one."
"What did you just say?" Kaiba asked, as he turned his head towards the annoying girl who had been following him for a period of time, trying to figure out the answer to his difficult question. She smiled, lovingly, as she once again repeated herself.
"The answer is thirty one parakeets, Master Seito." Seto sighed in disbelief, being a man of his word he was duty bound to let her join him.
"Fine." He growled, as the girl smiled excitedly. "Now be useful and tell me how to get out of this godforsaken forest."
"Why don't you call on your legendary beasts, master?" She asked, as Kaiba-kun blinked disoriented.
"Legendary beasts? What are you talking about?" You know for someone who created this game he certainly doesn't know a lot about it.
"Your three Blue Eyes White Dragons." She responded, pointing to a car holster on his right leg. He looked down and opened the black box, pulling out his three Blue Eyes White Dragon cards. He blinked, how did these get in here? "Master are you sure you're aright? You don't seem like your normal self."
"I'm fine, just explain to me how this works." This apparently was not the game he had designed, or at least it had been heavily altered from what his original design was. He listened carefully as the girl told him how the game worked, what the goal was, and what there particular game plan was. "Hmmm… perhaps these alterations to this game are to my advantage after all," he though out loud, pulling out one of his dragons and summoning it. It appeared before him like the girl had said, and he smiled. What did you say your name was?" He asked, as the dragon got down so the two could ride upon it's back.
"My name?" She repeated, joining him. "I don't remember." He blinked, something about her, other than her physical appearance seemed very familiar. Her blues eyes seemed sadder now, at the mention of her unknown name. He couldn't place it, but her actions resembled some else's he knew in this time period.
"For now you will be addressed as Kouryou."
"Yes, Master." She responded, smiling. Feeling the ends of his mouth twitching he turned away from her, commanding the dragon to take flight.
Well, that was disgustingly sappy. Something must be wrong with me if I'm hooking up bishie with 'her.'
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Bakura was slightly confused and horrified at the current situation he'd been thrown into. He didn't even know how it happened, he was sitting quietly in his soul room with a nice fire blazing in his room's fire place. He had gotten involved in a similar version of the table top role playing game: Monster World and was actually enjoying his stay in the lonely room for once. He had no clue that what was going on outside his soul room and quite frankly couldn't careless. His yami could suffer a bit in this virtual nightmare, as he tried to recollect his thoughts through his favorite game. Upon the mantel of this kindling fire place rested a few memorabilia; a picture of his full family from a while ago, a stack of unsent letters address to 'Amane,' and a glass container with eight monster world dolls on display. Everything was normal, or at least as normal as things get for our young Bakura-kun, until he felt his yami's grip on his shoulder.
"Your turn!" He shouted, flinging Bakura out of his soul room and back into control of his body, where he then watched as the horror unfolded. Blinking and keeping his calm composure he tried to figure out why exactly Isis now had her hand down the front of his dress.
"Isis… what are you doing?" He asked, trembling. Way too much physical contact for our most naïve and innocent bishie as his face was deep scarlet.
"Getting your cards Bakura-kun." And with that she quickly pulled her hand out revealing three Duel monster cards as Bakura's face remained a cherry color. Malik rolled with laughter at the entire situation as Rishid merely stood, looking at Isis dumbfounded.
"So that's where women keep their most important belongings…"
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I seem to have run out of things to write so… You've read now Review! Apparently I now have to beg.