"Phaorah, you didn't have to tag along with me," a white(with a
slight tint of purple) haired guy said aggravated while walking on a dirt
road next to the river. He was in cream colored Egyptian clothings with a
huge golden ring with a upside-down triangle in the middle hanged around
his neck and brown sharp eyes. "Really, you're too busy to go out."
"Bakura, I asked Solon if I can skip today's lessons to come and in return I have to do twice the work for a week," a young tri colored teen said riding a hand carried chariot. (A/N:I don't know what the hell they're called!) The teen named Bakura gave a glare saying, 'That blue skinned teacher?' While the other teen didn't seem to noticed since he was occupied with the natural scenary and into deep thought. "Today's weather looks perfect today, isn't it?"
Bakura looked up at the almost-cloudless sky and nodded. He was relieved abit of how he was acting, he was abit dark and kept to himself since it was almost or was it exactly a year later since his wife was mudered. Memories of her tormented him, and he chosed not to fall in love with another person ever again- but it didn't keep him from making friends nor enemies. He had a feeling that his friend's dispair might differ this year. He hopes 'cause all this could drive this civilzation to its destruction if he's not focused.
"How many stops do we have left?" the tricolored hair teen asked to his friend.
"Just one more," his friend responsed keeping his eye on the dirt road that still continued on. He heard the other teen snickered abit, too bad his morning had to end, he had some fun. Only if you called it 'fun.' It's just a boring job just to check one town after another, week after week. It would be pretty much the same, same improvement, same problems, conflicts, incline, destruction, and such.
For no reason the tricolor teen said, "I wonder...."
"Yami! Don't tell me you haven't gotten over her!" Bakura said outloud that almost frighten the four people that were carring the teen named Yami.
"I haven't. She still haunts me, the memories; too delicate and too sweet to forget. You don't have no one to care yet my friend with all your heart," he said peacefully.
"You got to be kidding," Bakura snickered with no care as the group continued walking passed a moving cart covering a large object. Immediately, the object that hang around the white haired boy went berserk with all five points pointing to the cart. He cursed, "What the hell!?"
What he said caused to catch attention as he turned and hold up the neckace which the points still continue to point in the same direction: the cargo.
"Pharoah, something is triggering my item in that cart that we just passed by."
"Really?"
"Would I lie!?" Pause. 'Oops.' "Yes, Really!" he snapped.
"Well then, go and stop him. It's your own choice, and if you need help just ask." he said as Bakura (saying profounding words in Eygptian) walked back heading to the cart followed slowly by Yami. Bakura stopped the cart by walking right infront of the cart. (A/N: Good thing he wasn't ran over. -.-;;;) The driver looked at him with a worried and surprising face mixed together.
"Excuse my sir, but may I search your cart?" he asked his most professional tone of kindness he could whelled(?) up. The man faintly started to show his worries.
*~*
'I can't believe Seto and Crystal lost that duel. It was almost as if it was rigged or something, 'cause my brother never loses, but the only person he only lose to is Yugi and that duel was dirty. I just hope that he's okay.' Mokuba sighingly thought as he sat in the cage with the wounded and unconsious Crystal with her head on the boy's lap. They couldn't escape 'cause their wrists and ankles are tied.
"Se... to...." the girl whispered faintly that caused Mokuba to jump. Mokuba wondered what she's thinking/dreaming of even though she was badly injured from the blast of the Ultimate Dragon.
A sudden halt sent Mokuba almost flying in the air narrowing a near miss to the bars. "What the...!? I guess we're at the sea port." he said in grief.
An outside voice said,......
*~*
"I'll ask again may we see what are you transporting?" Bakura said walking towards to the driver.
"Why is that?" he asked. (A/N:If you're not great at imagination. Think as the driver as Rex cuz that what I want the driver to be, but I don't want to go into the details. Lets just say he's abit drunk. O.o;; ABIT! But on the stupidity side. It's like drinking a 2 quart bottle of Malta and getting the side of effects of alcahol the next day even though it's a tiny bit of .05%. YES!, I've experienced SEVERAL TIMES!!! It's like drinking pure sugar cane juice! Even though it's mostly sugar. ^o^)
"You have something that interests me." he said grining as Yami send out a small sweatdrop. The driver gulped deeply and responsed that is nothing.
*~*
'Nothing my butt," Mokuba said in anger. "Don't listen to that creep!"
*~*
Mokuba's voice was heard causing 'Rex' to nearly run over Bakura and put Yami in the dust, but crashed in a deep area of the Nile.
"Son of a bitch!" Bakura cursed from a near miss of getting his foot ran over. He followed the sinking cart that 'Rex' jumped off and ran with his tail between his legs surving. Bakura jumped into the dark waters swiming towards the cargo. The cloth was gone revieling the two victums. Bakura took out a dagger and cut the complexed rope knot that locked them. Mokuba holding his breath was first to be grabbed by him and Bakura swam to the surface to land.
Bakura walked out of the waters with the boy(A/N:He's not out.) in his arms as Yami ran up to him. Yami asked quickly, " Is anyone left?"
Bakura rememered and replied, "Yes, a girl." Yami ran pass him and dived. "Idoit!" He yelled knowing that the waters have a chance of having cros that can tare him apart.
In the water Yami swam deeper and deeper making hard to swim by the water's pressure rapidly growing. He faintly saw the cage as some air bubbles passed him. He went in, grabbed the girl, and rushly swam to the surface for air. Once he got to land, Mokuba was already released, he placed the unconsicous girl on the shore.
To a shock once he saw her face for the first time, he couldn't beleive it. He didn't move at all. Bakura and Mokuba came to see how she was doing.
"Aw shit," was all that Bakra could say.
"Crystal, wake up!" Mokuba nudging her with his hand. Her face at the moment was facing Mokuba with her eyes slightly opened and said his name, then lost consicousness.
"Crystal," Yami whispered.
"It can't be. She's dead." Bakura said in shock. "Now as if she came back form the dead."
"What are you talking about?" Mokuba asked the white haired boy. "And what do you mean she came back to the dead?"
"It's a long story, and how about you kid?" Bakura asked.
"It's not kid, it's Mokuba! And it's a long story as well."
"Bakura is there a alternative road to the palace from here? I don't want any attention. And you, Mokuba can explain on the way since it will be awhile to get there and she need some medical attention." He said as one of the servant released her and took her on the 'chariot' from a request from the tri haired boy. "Oh and by the way, I'm Yami." He said happily as he got on the chariot.
Bakura sighed and led the way to the place as Mokuba explained the situation to Yami and Bakura.
*~*
FINALLY! Someone is somewhat/lightly drunk that isn't me! *Readers sweatdrops.* O-kayyyy. Tough crowd. Well, gotta go. I need to read 'Fehrenheit 451.' (Don't own) It's really good and thick in details. It's about a society/world where books are illegal and they burn them, and burn the ashes by the firemen. In a nut shell, the people are alive but yet dead. My favorite character yet is 17 year old, Clarisse McCellan. She thinks as herself crazy since she adores everything about life and filled with questions, when the people don't bother. In other words if she would live in this world she's normal, but the people are the opposite. That's enough of that. Great book and I'm only like 15-23% though the book. Lets get back.
Sakura-san and San-san: Happy, San? Yami shows up. ^.^;; I did promised that he would show up soon. Thanks for the review.
R&R!
"Bakura, I asked Solon if I can skip today's lessons to come and in return I have to do twice the work for a week," a young tri colored teen said riding a hand carried chariot. (A/N:I don't know what the hell they're called!) The teen named Bakura gave a glare saying, 'That blue skinned teacher?' While the other teen didn't seem to noticed since he was occupied with the natural scenary and into deep thought. "Today's weather looks perfect today, isn't it?"
Bakura looked up at the almost-cloudless sky and nodded. He was relieved abit of how he was acting, he was abit dark and kept to himself since it was almost or was it exactly a year later since his wife was mudered. Memories of her tormented him, and he chosed not to fall in love with another person ever again- but it didn't keep him from making friends nor enemies. He had a feeling that his friend's dispair might differ this year. He hopes 'cause all this could drive this civilzation to its destruction if he's not focused.
"How many stops do we have left?" the tricolored hair teen asked to his friend.
"Just one more," his friend responsed keeping his eye on the dirt road that still continued on. He heard the other teen snickered abit, too bad his morning had to end, he had some fun. Only if you called it 'fun.' It's just a boring job just to check one town after another, week after week. It would be pretty much the same, same improvement, same problems, conflicts, incline, destruction, and such.
For no reason the tricolor teen said, "I wonder...."
"Yami! Don't tell me you haven't gotten over her!" Bakura said outloud that almost frighten the four people that were carring the teen named Yami.
"I haven't. She still haunts me, the memories; too delicate and too sweet to forget. You don't have no one to care yet my friend with all your heart," he said peacefully.
"You got to be kidding," Bakura snickered with no care as the group continued walking passed a moving cart covering a large object. Immediately, the object that hang around the white haired boy went berserk with all five points pointing to the cart. He cursed, "What the hell!?"
What he said caused to catch attention as he turned and hold up the neckace which the points still continue to point in the same direction: the cargo.
"Pharoah, something is triggering my item in that cart that we just passed by."
"Really?"
"Would I lie!?" Pause. 'Oops.' "Yes, Really!" he snapped.
"Well then, go and stop him. It's your own choice, and if you need help just ask." he said as Bakura (saying profounding words in Eygptian) walked back heading to the cart followed slowly by Yami. Bakura stopped the cart by walking right infront of the cart. (A/N: Good thing he wasn't ran over. -.-;;;) The driver looked at him with a worried and surprising face mixed together.
"Excuse my sir, but may I search your cart?" he asked his most professional tone of kindness he could whelled(?) up. The man faintly started to show his worries.
*~*
'I can't believe Seto and Crystal lost that duel. It was almost as if it was rigged or something, 'cause my brother never loses, but the only person he only lose to is Yugi and that duel was dirty. I just hope that he's okay.' Mokuba sighingly thought as he sat in the cage with the wounded and unconsious Crystal with her head on the boy's lap. They couldn't escape 'cause their wrists and ankles are tied.
"Se... to...." the girl whispered faintly that caused Mokuba to jump. Mokuba wondered what she's thinking/dreaming of even though she was badly injured from the blast of the Ultimate Dragon.
A sudden halt sent Mokuba almost flying in the air narrowing a near miss to the bars. "What the...!? I guess we're at the sea port." he said in grief.
An outside voice said,......
*~*
"I'll ask again may we see what are you transporting?" Bakura said walking towards to the driver.
"Why is that?" he asked. (A/N:If you're not great at imagination. Think as the driver as Rex cuz that what I want the driver to be, but I don't want to go into the details. Lets just say he's abit drunk. O.o;; ABIT! But on the stupidity side. It's like drinking a 2 quart bottle of Malta and getting the side of effects of alcahol the next day even though it's a tiny bit of .05%. YES!, I've experienced SEVERAL TIMES!!! It's like drinking pure sugar cane juice! Even though it's mostly sugar. ^o^)
"You have something that interests me." he said grining as Yami send out a small sweatdrop. The driver gulped deeply and responsed that is nothing.
*~*
'Nothing my butt," Mokuba said in anger. "Don't listen to that creep!"
*~*
Mokuba's voice was heard causing 'Rex' to nearly run over Bakura and put Yami in the dust, but crashed in a deep area of the Nile.
"Son of a bitch!" Bakura cursed from a near miss of getting his foot ran over. He followed the sinking cart that 'Rex' jumped off and ran with his tail between his legs surving. Bakura jumped into the dark waters swiming towards the cargo. The cloth was gone revieling the two victums. Bakura took out a dagger and cut the complexed rope knot that locked them. Mokuba holding his breath was first to be grabbed by him and Bakura swam to the surface to land.
Bakura walked out of the waters with the boy(A/N:He's not out.) in his arms as Yami ran up to him. Yami asked quickly, " Is anyone left?"
Bakura rememered and replied, "Yes, a girl." Yami ran pass him and dived. "Idoit!" He yelled knowing that the waters have a chance of having cros that can tare him apart.
In the water Yami swam deeper and deeper making hard to swim by the water's pressure rapidly growing. He faintly saw the cage as some air bubbles passed him. He went in, grabbed the girl, and rushly swam to the surface for air. Once he got to land, Mokuba was already released, he placed the unconsicous girl on the shore.
To a shock once he saw her face for the first time, he couldn't beleive it. He didn't move at all. Bakura and Mokuba came to see how she was doing.
"Aw shit," was all that Bakra could say.
"Crystal, wake up!" Mokuba nudging her with his hand. Her face at the moment was facing Mokuba with her eyes slightly opened and said his name, then lost consicousness.
"Crystal," Yami whispered.
"It can't be. She's dead." Bakura said in shock. "Now as if she came back form the dead."
"What are you talking about?" Mokuba asked the white haired boy. "And what do you mean she came back to the dead?"
"It's a long story, and how about you kid?" Bakura asked.
"It's not kid, it's Mokuba! And it's a long story as well."
"Bakura is there a alternative road to the palace from here? I don't want any attention. And you, Mokuba can explain on the way since it will be awhile to get there and she need some medical attention." He said as one of the servant released her and took her on the 'chariot' from a request from the tri haired boy. "Oh and by the way, I'm Yami." He said happily as he got on the chariot.
Bakura sighed and led the way to the place as Mokuba explained the situation to Yami and Bakura.
*~*
FINALLY! Someone is somewhat/lightly drunk that isn't me! *Readers sweatdrops.* O-kayyyy. Tough crowd. Well, gotta go. I need to read 'Fehrenheit 451.' (Don't own) It's really good and thick in details. It's about a society/world where books are illegal and they burn them, and burn the ashes by the firemen. In a nut shell, the people are alive but yet dead. My favorite character yet is 17 year old, Clarisse McCellan. She thinks as herself crazy since she adores everything about life and filled with questions, when the people don't bother. In other words if she would live in this world she's normal, but the people are the opposite. That's enough of that. Great book and I'm only like 15-23% though the book. Lets get back.
Sakura-san and San-san: Happy, San? Yami shows up. ^.^;; I did promised that he would show up soon. Thanks for the review.
R&R!