Shaedowe: Hiya guys... Uhhh... if you've read the other fanfic you'll know
what's been happening around lately...
*Fighting dustball rolls by*
Shaedowe: Don't get me wrong, it's great to have all that freedom and do whatever I want to do, but it can get all lonely and all, when they're, my WGs, are doing what they have been doing for weeks...
*Fighting dustball rolls by*
Shaedowe: See what I mean, they just roll about in a dustball, fighting... *sighs and glances at the others* Guess I should stop them... shouldn't I...? But if I do, I'll lose my freedom and I've got another story to check out below... and it's a really exciting one... So...
Shaedowe: *evil grin* No, I won't! Maybe they'll learn to stop on their own... da ren de shi, xiao hai zi bu ying gai qu guan! ( Meaning: We young and innocent children shouldn't get involved in the horrible affairs of the adult world. True. So true. )
Shaedowe: Don't listen to them, they've gone crazy you see, and they said I was the crazy one... Figures... grownups, all like that... Oh, wait, they're WGs, so I don't know if they count or not... Well, anyway, who cares about them! We've got a story to check out! Heh heh! Here we go!
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By the way, Thanks to the following people:
*~SM~*: Thanks for your support! Your friend always... and no, I'm not 'pro'... you should check out the others... they're great! *gives Joseph plushy*
bs3ssi0n: Hey! Thanks again! And I'm sorry if you didn't like Tala, but I had a mental blog and couldn't think of anyone else 'cept for the Bladebreakers and the Demolition Boys... and the girls... To make up for it... *gives Kai plushy and Kai poster* Hope you like that!
Darkness-fire: Thank you... and don't strangle the Yami no Bakura figure... You won't be able to live if you kill him... anyway, I'm giving a Yami no Bakura poster to you today. And a plushy of Ishizu Ishtar. Do you like her? Sincerest apologies if you don't... just thought she'd make a good pair with Bakura... you know, both possessing the Millenium Items and all... Maybe *hint hint* I'll give you Marik next time... if you review again... haha! And I did advertise for you, though not just you... T_T0 And yeah, Reave does rock...
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On with the story! Yay!
Shaedowe: Maybe I AM sugar high after all...
WGs stop fighting. Expressions on their faces: T_T0
Shaedowe: T_T0
Kay, I won't stall anymore, let's go!
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"I don't know about you guys, but I'm beat... and those guys and girls out there aren't doing any good for my health..." Tyson was, as was usual, complaining.
Collapsed on his bunk bed and complaining to no one in particular. Max wasn't listening. As was usual.
He was thinking of his mom. And then of a certain Chinese black-haired boy... "Wonder how Rei and the others are doing... Let's go ask them. Pay them an unexpected visit."
Anything to be with his friends.
Anything to be away from Tyson's mutterings and murmuring.
He had almost reached the door, when it clicked open. And Rei's head popped up in the doorway. "Sorry to disappoint you, Max, but I'm one step ahead of you. Can't stand the silence. Kai's not in the room. Left without a word."
Tyson shook his head lazily. "What's the difference? Sourpuss doesn't say anything even if he were in the room. The silence will kill you one day, Rei. Why don't you bunk with me and Max?"
Rei would never admit it to Tyson, but it was an open secret to all except Tyson. He would rather die a painful death than share a room with the famous Loudmouth. Better to get tortured than to get killed by the droning of Tyson. He almost always talked about food. Or Beyblade. Or complained.
Right on cue Tyson jabbed at the television, which was blaring on showing a food show, said,"Oh, did you get a load on those noodles!"
Tyson never learned. Would never either.
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Chief was busy in another room. Though busy wasn't the exact word to use. Flustered more like it. His fingers were typing up on the statistics of the Bladebreakers at approximately 10 words per second.
Until a soft knock at the door interrupted him.
He turned to face a caramel-haired girl with her hair tied up in an elegant twist. Tisara.
Her pretty face was half- hidden in the shadows and she smiled seductively at Kenny.
He gulped.
"Hiii... Kenny..." Twirling her hair she advanced on him.
Slowly, tantalizingly, a master at work. Each step evenly paced.
Mesmerized, he stood frozen to the spot till she was barely inches from his dorky face.
He could see the tiny lashes on her face. The light touches of make-up.
And she was coming closer too.
Still, Kenny stayed where he was.
And even enjoyed it when their lips touched.
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Kai was on the rooftop again. He usually went there to think.
He liked it up here. Tyson was too chicken to come up to the rooftop. Kenny knew that the reception up here was bad, so he never came up either. Rei and Max must have wanted death wishes to follow him up.
The main reason he liked it up here was because he was totally alone to think and do whatever else he wanted.
Only he wasn't as alone as he thought.
In the shadows, cleverly hidden, a silhouette watched him.
A girl he should have remembered well, if he hadn't pushed all his painful memories to the back of his head.
Now, they'd come back to haunt him.
Again.
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Tyson wasn't complaining now. After all, it was he favourite time of the day. Dinner time.
The rain hadn't stopped though. On the contrary, it had got heavier. Thunder and lightning clashed and battled. A battle field in the air.
Rei observed his group.
Kai was still the same old him. But quieter, if that was possible. Thinking, probably. So Rei wasn't the only one who smelled a rat, then.
Tyson was terrified of the storm. But that didn't seem to deter his appetite. It had increased. If that was possible at all.
And Max was same old smiley cheerful friendly Max. Nothing there.
All in all, Kenny was the only one acting suspiciously, his face growing redder with each step he took into the huge dining hall. Maybe he'd kicked off with a girl after all. And the first one too.
And boy was it huge. The dining hall, that is. A shimmering chandelier hung from a ceiling decorated with winged cherubs playing. A medieval type of place.
The dining table itself was impressive. And the food. Rei wondered how many cooks they had. More than his villagers, he was willing to bet.
He hated to room before he had even set foot inside.
Glamorous, stuck-up room. No wonder the other kids here were stuck-up here too.
The kids. They were totally different. For now.
For one, they were smiling, looking friendly.
"We're really sorry for this afternoon. We... couldn't control ourselves. You see, we're very competitive... and... umm... we compete for small things like that too. It's kinda silly... We have this... Best Insult Competition. Yeah. And please forgive us. We'll be much nicer to you guys. And here's your welcome dinner." Desiree seemed to have appointed herself as the students' spokeswoman. She smiled nervously.
Kai noticed that all of the others all agreed with her, no matter what she said. Was she their captain in charge or something? And SURE they would be nicer. He suspected the main man of the school – whoever he was - had told them to keep their feelings for the Bladebreakers – whatever those were - in check.
Tyson and Max had more trust in people, seeing as they had never had any run-ins with any enemies. If they even had enemies. Tyson would betray himself for a slice of pizza. Max was far too friendly to hold a grudge anyway.
Kenny seemed to have already accepted them into his social circle long ago, in which there were only the Bladebreakers, so it wasn't saying much.
Tyson grinned and gazed longingly at the wide spread of food on the dining table. "Now that we've got to know each other better, I think the food feels left out... maybe we should introduce them to our stomachs..."
Desiree laughed. It seemed a false laugh. "Sure, Tyson of the O mighty Bladebreakers... DIG IN!"
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Kai didn't seem to be able to keep off the rooftop. It seemed to be home for him. And perhaps it was. The light breeze whipped his slate-coloured hair about, like a fan toying coyly with his hair. The lights down below... What lights? The school was situated in the middle of nowhere. There were no lights anywhere. He was just used to the lights in the city where he stayed. Besides, the abbey didn't allow people to wander onto the rooftop, which was pretty high up. Maybe they were afraid someone would fall over. To his or her death.
Maybe even on purpose. And, judging by the harsh rules and punishments there had been there, he wouldn't be surprised if that had happened before.
In the shadows, a girl was watching him again. Her eyes shimmered in the silvery moonlight, roaming the surroundings, ever watchful though they stopped occasionally to rest on Kai.
Half-hidden in the shadows, the mysterious girl seemed to have transformed into a wolf. Or at least she behaved like one. Alert and watchful.
Not unlike those who had long disappeared mysteriously from a very special and sacred place.
Alkali Lake.
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Rei was presently not in a comfortable position.
But then who was, standing on the ledge of his window, trying to sneak off unseen to another place. To explore was what Rei was going to do. He didn't like the view of the treetops from way up here. He'd hate it even more close-up. As in being able to see the branches of the trees below.
Like Kai, Rei didn't trust these Gatrix and whatever teams they were called. They'd proven themselves untrustworthy before. Hiding down below like that.
Although they'd already explained to them over dinner that they'd planned to welcome them warmly, but that hadn't QUITE worked out... The dog was, as they'd said earlier, very excitable over peanut butter and stuff. Sounded like the dog would get along with Tyson just fine.
But when he slid into another window a few windows down from his, he came face to face with a girl wearing black combat boots, a black leather jacket that gleamed in the bright moonlight streaming in from the window, hazel- coloured hair and a very self-satisfied smirk.
Uh oh.
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Max laughed again as his own warrior backed his opponent's warrior into a corner.
Blake gave a disappointed shrug and tossed the joystick controls at his fellow teammate. "Hey, Jase, you wanna give it a try? Max's a master..."
Jason Fanfield gave a dismissive snort. "Master my foot. I bet I can beat him, hands down, eyes closed."
"You're on. Care to prove to us your level of extreme professionalism, O mighty Jason, the warrior?" Blake challenged the blue-eyed teen with a nudge to his side.
"No, can't be bothered. Ask Mr Stuck-up over in that corner. Or the leader man."
"Well, if you say so. Sure you're not chicken? If you're sure... then, Jovin, care to give it a go? Taki? I know you're great with computer game... and lots of other stuff..."
A cold, hostile glance from Taki.
"Ok, obviously not then... Jovin?"
Jovin glared at him. "No way, why would I play such a stupid game? PS2 isn't even FUN. It's BORING. Unless Taki plays, I always win. Now, you guys better get some rest for the intensive training tomorrow. Heard it's Zach."
Max was intrigued. "Who's that?"
Blake waved his hands in an off-hand manner. "He's Zachary Goohma. The world's fiercest and most harsh trainer."
"Totally." Jason agreed.
Max still didn't get it.
"Oh," Blake explained further. "We have, like, different trainers, who train us in different aspects of Beyblading and stuff... Zach is the worst, but he's fun if you get to know him."
"Totally." Jason agreed with a mock solemn face and ducked, grinning, as Blake threw a pillow at him.
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"So, umm... so- so that's what I was doing, you know... on the ledge...umm..." Rei thought his explanation was lame. No, he KNEW it was lame.
But if his captor fell for it then who cared.
Technically, of course, he was free to go. Only his legs would not let him. They stayed glued to the spot, so he had to stand there like an idiot.
Wow, think about it, a prisoner of his legs...
"Uh huh, and so that's why you were acting so suspiciously, sliding along the ledge like that, huh?" Yuriko asked skeptically.
"Yup." Rei prayed fervently that she would believe him.
It worked. She gave a dismissive snort and a wave of her hand and let him off. Not that his legs would move anyway. Yuriko seemed to have a strange power over them. And his cheeks too.
One had turned to jelly and the other was turning redder than a beetroot. Weird.
Yuriko shrugged. "Look, I don't care what you were doing, just don't do that again will you, cause I might just kill you accidentally next time. Then I won't be held responsible."
Rei gave another fervent nod of his head and followed her. "Where're we going?"
Yuriko rolled her eyes. "To the only room where the walls don't have ears, at least not for what I say, which is my room. Tisara is too busy flirting to take any notice of my comings and goings. That's one good thing about living with a flirt. Plus the Storm Masters and I get all the insights of her guys. Heh heh."
"What're are you "exploring" for anyway, Rei? Hoping to dig up some majorly disgusting conspiracy? 'Cause you don't have to, all the first three teams of students, Gatrix and Silver Knights included, have already done that. This building's probably too new."
Rei's senses didn't tell him that, but he decided to keep his mouth shut.
Then they had arrived. The door was painted black.
Opening the door, all Rei could see was darkness. At first he tried to switch the light on, but then he found out there was no light. Only a lava lamp with was light blue in colour. That was the only light source.
But even with the light, it would still have been pitch-black.
It looked like Yuriko's room had been given a complete makeover by team Storm Masters.
It, as in the whole room, was painted the same colour as the door.
Not that Rei seriously minded. It was just kinda creepy, with the walls and practically everything in BLACK. But beggars can't be choosers.
Yuriko noticed. Grinning, she revealed two sharp canines, like those of Rei's.
"Enter the lair of the Great Black Tiger."
Rei entered.
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Ok, that's all, pls review... and I'm sorry that I haven't written for such a long time... I've been busy with at least three tests this week... and check out my other stories! I've just written an Animorphs one... thanks again!
Thanks again to those who reviewed...
Myishi: You should stop thanking them so much... they'll start thinking you're desperate... and crazy.
Shaedowe: But I am!
Myishi: T_T0
*Fighting dustball rolls by*
Shaedowe: Don't get me wrong, it's great to have all that freedom and do whatever I want to do, but it can get all lonely and all, when they're, my WGs, are doing what they have been doing for weeks...
*Fighting dustball rolls by*
Shaedowe: See what I mean, they just roll about in a dustball, fighting... *sighs and glances at the others* Guess I should stop them... shouldn't I...? But if I do, I'll lose my freedom and I've got another story to check out below... and it's a really exciting one... So...
Shaedowe: *evil grin* No, I won't! Maybe they'll learn to stop on their own... da ren de shi, xiao hai zi bu ying gai qu guan! ( Meaning: We young and innocent children shouldn't get involved in the horrible affairs of the adult world. True. So true. )
Shaedowe: Don't listen to them, they've gone crazy you see, and they said I was the crazy one... Figures... grownups, all like that... Oh, wait, they're WGs, so I don't know if they count or not... Well, anyway, who cares about them! We've got a story to check out! Heh heh! Here we go!
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By the way, Thanks to the following people:
*~SM~*: Thanks for your support! Your friend always... and no, I'm not 'pro'... you should check out the others... they're great! *gives Joseph plushy*
bs3ssi0n: Hey! Thanks again! And I'm sorry if you didn't like Tala, but I had a mental blog and couldn't think of anyone else 'cept for the Bladebreakers and the Demolition Boys... and the girls... To make up for it... *gives Kai plushy and Kai poster* Hope you like that!
Darkness-fire: Thank you... and don't strangle the Yami no Bakura figure... You won't be able to live if you kill him... anyway, I'm giving a Yami no Bakura poster to you today. And a plushy of Ishizu Ishtar. Do you like her? Sincerest apologies if you don't... just thought she'd make a good pair with Bakura... you know, both possessing the Millenium Items and all... Maybe *hint hint* I'll give you Marik next time... if you review again... haha! And I did advertise for you, though not just you... T_T0 And yeah, Reave does rock...
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On with the story! Yay!
Shaedowe: Maybe I AM sugar high after all...
WGs stop fighting. Expressions on their faces: T_T0
Shaedowe: T_T0
Kay, I won't stall anymore, let's go!
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"I don't know about you guys, but I'm beat... and those guys and girls out there aren't doing any good for my health..." Tyson was, as was usual, complaining.
Collapsed on his bunk bed and complaining to no one in particular. Max wasn't listening. As was usual.
He was thinking of his mom. And then of a certain Chinese black-haired boy... "Wonder how Rei and the others are doing... Let's go ask them. Pay them an unexpected visit."
Anything to be with his friends.
Anything to be away from Tyson's mutterings and murmuring.
He had almost reached the door, when it clicked open. And Rei's head popped up in the doorway. "Sorry to disappoint you, Max, but I'm one step ahead of you. Can't stand the silence. Kai's not in the room. Left without a word."
Tyson shook his head lazily. "What's the difference? Sourpuss doesn't say anything even if he were in the room. The silence will kill you one day, Rei. Why don't you bunk with me and Max?"
Rei would never admit it to Tyson, but it was an open secret to all except Tyson. He would rather die a painful death than share a room with the famous Loudmouth. Better to get tortured than to get killed by the droning of Tyson. He almost always talked about food. Or Beyblade. Or complained.
Right on cue Tyson jabbed at the television, which was blaring on showing a food show, said,"Oh, did you get a load on those noodles!"
Tyson never learned. Would never either.
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Chief was busy in another room. Though busy wasn't the exact word to use. Flustered more like it. His fingers were typing up on the statistics of the Bladebreakers at approximately 10 words per second.
Until a soft knock at the door interrupted him.
He turned to face a caramel-haired girl with her hair tied up in an elegant twist. Tisara.
Her pretty face was half- hidden in the shadows and she smiled seductively at Kenny.
He gulped.
"Hiii... Kenny..." Twirling her hair she advanced on him.
Slowly, tantalizingly, a master at work. Each step evenly paced.
Mesmerized, he stood frozen to the spot till she was barely inches from his dorky face.
He could see the tiny lashes on her face. The light touches of make-up.
And she was coming closer too.
Still, Kenny stayed where he was.
And even enjoyed it when their lips touched.
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Kai was on the rooftop again. He usually went there to think.
He liked it up here. Tyson was too chicken to come up to the rooftop. Kenny knew that the reception up here was bad, so he never came up either. Rei and Max must have wanted death wishes to follow him up.
The main reason he liked it up here was because he was totally alone to think and do whatever else he wanted.
Only he wasn't as alone as he thought.
In the shadows, cleverly hidden, a silhouette watched him.
A girl he should have remembered well, if he hadn't pushed all his painful memories to the back of his head.
Now, they'd come back to haunt him.
Again.
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Tyson wasn't complaining now. After all, it was he favourite time of the day. Dinner time.
The rain hadn't stopped though. On the contrary, it had got heavier. Thunder and lightning clashed and battled. A battle field in the air.
Rei observed his group.
Kai was still the same old him. But quieter, if that was possible. Thinking, probably. So Rei wasn't the only one who smelled a rat, then.
Tyson was terrified of the storm. But that didn't seem to deter his appetite. It had increased. If that was possible at all.
And Max was same old smiley cheerful friendly Max. Nothing there.
All in all, Kenny was the only one acting suspiciously, his face growing redder with each step he took into the huge dining hall. Maybe he'd kicked off with a girl after all. And the first one too.
And boy was it huge. The dining hall, that is. A shimmering chandelier hung from a ceiling decorated with winged cherubs playing. A medieval type of place.
The dining table itself was impressive. And the food. Rei wondered how many cooks they had. More than his villagers, he was willing to bet.
He hated to room before he had even set foot inside.
Glamorous, stuck-up room. No wonder the other kids here were stuck-up here too.
The kids. They were totally different. For now.
For one, they were smiling, looking friendly.
"We're really sorry for this afternoon. We... couldn't control ourselves. You see, we're very competitive... and... umm... we compete for small things like that too. It's kinda silly... We have this... Best Insult Competition. Yeah. And please forgive us. We'll be much nicer to you guys. And here's your welcome dinner." Desiree seemed to have appointed herself as the students' spokeswoman. She smiled nervously.
Kai noticed that all of the others all agreed with her, no matter what she said. Was she their captain in charge or something? And SURE they would be nicer. He suspected the main man of the school – whoever he was - had told them to keep their feelings for the Bladebreakers – whatever those were - in check.
Tyson and Max had more trust in people, seeing as they had never had any run-ins with any enemies. If they even had enemies. Tyson would betray himself for a slice of pizza. Max was far too friendly to hold a grudge anyway.
Kenny seemed to have already accepted them into his social circle long ago, in which there were only the Bladebreakers, so it wasn't saying much.
Tyson grinned and gazed longingly at the wide spread of food on the dining table. "Now that we've got to know each other better, I think the food feels left out... maybe we should introduce them to our stomachs..."
Desiree laughed. It seemed a false laugh. "Sure, Tyson of the O mighty Bladebreakers... DIG IN!"
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Kai didn't seem to be able to keep off the rooftop. It seemed to be home for him. And perhaps it was. The light breeze whipped his slate-coloured hair about, like a fan toying coyly with his hair. The lights down below... What lights? The school was situated in the middle of nowhere. There were no lights anywhere. He was just used to the lights in the city where he stayed. Besides, the abbey didn't allow people to wander onto the rooftop, which was pretty high up. Maybe they were afraid someone would fall over. To his or her death.
Maybe even on purpose. And, judging by the harsh rules and punishments there had been there, he wouldn't be surprised if that had happened before.
In the shadows, a girl was watching him again. Her eyes shimmered in the silvery moonlight, roaming the surroundings, ever watchful though they stopped occasionally to rest on Kai.
Half-hidden in the shadows, the mysterious girl seemed to have transformed into a wolf. Or at least she behaved like one. Alert and watchful.
Not unlike those who had long disappeared mysteriously from a very special and sacred place.
Alkali Lake.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
Rei was presently not in a comfortable position.
But then who was, standing on the ledge of his window, trying to sneak off unseen to another place. To explore was what Rei was going to do. He didn't like the view of the treetops from way up here. He'd hate it even more close-up. As in being able to see the branches of the trees below.
Like Kai, Rei didn't trust these Gatrix and whatever teams they were called. They'd proven themselves untrustworthy before. Hiding down below like that.
Although they'd already explained to them over dinner that they'd planned to welcome them warmly, but that hadn't QUITE worked out... The dog was, as they'd said earlier, very excitable over peanut butter and stuff. Sounded like the dog would get along with Tyson just fine.
But when he slid into another window a few windows down from his, he came face to face with a girl wearing black combat boots, a black leather jacket that gleamed in the bright moonlight streaming in from the window, hazel- coloured hair and a very self-satisfied smirk.
Uh oh.
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Max laughed again as his own warrior backed his opponent's warrior into a corner.
Blake gave a disappointed shrug and tossed the joystick controls at his fellow teammate. "Hey, Jase, you wanna give it a try? Max's a master..."
Jason Fanfield gave a dismissive snort. "Master my foot. I bet I can beat him, hands down, eyes closed."
"You're on. Care to prove to us your level of extreme professionalism, O mighty Jason, the warrior?" Blake challenged the blue-eyed teen with a nudge to his side.
"No, can't be bothered. Ask Mr Stuck-up over in that corner. Or the leader man."
"Well, if you say so. Sure you're not chicken? If you're sure... then, Jovin, care to give it a go? Taki? I know you're great with computer game... and lots of other stuff..."
A cold, hostile glance from Taki.
"Ok, obviously not then... Jovin?"
Jovin glared at him. "No way, why would I play such a stupid game? PS2 isn't even FUN. It's BORING. Unless Taki plays, I always win. Now, you guys better get some rest for the intensive training tomorrow. Heard it's Zach."
Max was intrigued. "Who's that?"
Blake waved his hands in an off-hand manner. "He's Zachary Goohma. The world's fiercest and most harsh trainer."
"Totally." Jason agreed.
Max still didn't get it.
"Oh," Blake explained further. "We have, like, different trainers, who train us in different aspects of Beyblading and stuff... Zach is the worst, but he's fun if you get to know him."
"Totally." Jason agreed with a mock solemn face and ducked, grinning, as Blake threw a pillow at him.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
"So, umm... so- so that's what I was doing, you know... on the ledge...umm..." Rei thought his explanation was lame. No, he KNEW it was lame.
But if his captor fell for it then who cared.
Technically, of course, he was free to go. Only his legs would not let him. They stayed glued to the spot, so he had to stand there like an idiot.
Wow, think about it, a prisoner of his legs...
"Uh huh, and so that's why you were acting so suspiciously, sliding along the ledge like that, huh?" Yuriko asked skeptically.
"Yup." Rei prayed fervently that she would believe him.
It worked. She gave a dismissive snort and a wave of her hand and let him off. Not that his legs would move anyway. Yuriko seemed to have a strange power over them. And his cheeks too.
One had turned to jelly and the other was turning redder than a beetroot. Weird.
Yuriko shrugged. "Look, I don't care what you were doing, just don't do that again will you, cause I might just kill you accidentally next time. Then I won't be held responsible."
Rei gave another fervent nod of his head and followed her. "Where're we going?"
Yuriko rolled her eyes. "To the only room where the walls don't have ears, at least not for what I say, which is my room. Tisara is too busy flirting to take any notice of my comings and goings. That's one good thing about living with a flirt. Plus the Storm Masters and I get all the insights of her guys. Heh heh."
"What're are you "exploring" for anyway, Rei? Hoping to dig up some majorly disgusting conspiracy? 'Cause you don't have to, all the first three teams of students, Gatrix and Silver Knights included, have already done that. This building's probably too new."
Rei's senses didn't tell him that, but he decided to keep his mouth shut.
Then they had arrived. The door was painted black.
Opening the door, all Rei could see was darkness. At first he tried to switch the light on, but then he found out there was no light. Only a lava lamp with was light blue in colour. That was the only light source.
But even with the light, it would still have been pitch-black.
It looked like Yuriko's room had been given a complete makeover by team Storm Masters.
It, as in the whole room, was painted the same colour as the door.
Not that Rei seriously minded. It was just kinda creepy, with the walls and practically everything in BLACK. But beggars can't be choosers.
Yuriko noticed. Grinning, she revealed two sharp canines, like those of Rei's.
"Enter the lair of the Great Black Tiger."
Rei entered.
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Ok, that's all, pls review... and I'm sorry that I haven't written for such a long time... I've been busy with at least three tests this week... and check out my other stories! I've just written an Animorphs one... thanks again!
Thanks again to those who reviewed...
Myishi: You should stop thanking them so much... they'll start thinking you're desperate... and crazy.
Shaedowe: But I am!
Myishi: T_T0