oos: I'm so glad all you wonderful people reviewed. Over just one chapter!
:) I'm so happy! Oh - I think Marik is spelled whichever way you prefer. I
spell it Marik cauz that's what it is on the show. And Marik was evil! Good
god, he chucked a book at some guy! Who does that? (don't answer that
question....)He'll get eviller than that.... but not with love! I mean,
there's a thin line between love and hate, but not that thin! hehehe. There
will also be more of the Yu-Gi-Oh! cast eventually. I don't know when - I
haven't planned it out that far ahead! So, um, thanks for all the great
reviews. You have no idea how much I appreciate them!
And here's lil' lesson in japanese, just in case you don't know some of the words......
aibou = partner
hikari = light
yami = darkness
I think that's it.... so mush chappies! *cracks whip* On with the storyline! :D
The Capture
Alex skipped happily down the steps. *It's Friday, It's Friday, TGIF!* she sang giddily to herself. Not only was a weekend ahead, but they had Monday off for Memorial Day! How cool was that?! Alex spotted her friend, Michelle, talking with a bunch of other people.
"Hey, Michelle!" She called and the red-haired girl spun around. "Alex! OMG OMG OMG! You haven't heard what's happened have you?" Michelle rambled on without an answer. "Greg and Sam broke up! Can you believe that? I mean, they were the perfect couple. Though, personally, I think Greg would be better off with that new girl, what's-her-face, Carma. Not only would their blond hair look absolutely PRECIOUS together, but I checked, like, yesterday and their horoscopes are compatible! It's that fab? Oh, and guess what else? Mark was showing off on his new motorcycle yesterday and he did a wheely (sp? who cares...)! It was, like, awesome! Oh, and wait until you hear this! I was talking to Louise yesterday and SHE says that Mark thinks HE said he wanted to break up with her. I was like, no, totally, no, but-"
Alex nodded, hiding a smile. Michelle was the school gossiper. It was her pleasure to spread the news about everyone to everyone. In fact, her mouth was still going a mile a minute. Alex began walking and Michelle trotted to keep up, chattering about Bob's latest girl. Not that Alex didn't care..... ok, she didn't. She suddenly glanced at her watch on a hunch and gasped, horrified. "Michelle!" she cut through the shorter girl's babbling. "I SO have to get to kickboxing! If I don't hurry, I'll be late!" Michelle waved her hand in farewell. "See you later then!"
Alex cut through an ally to get to the back door of Kickboxing Kicks, (hey, you think it's lame? Take a hike!), her kickboxing school. She was still barely on time. She wrenched open the door and accidentally slammed it behind her.
"Hi, Alex!" A man greeted her from where he was stretching. "Kirt!" Alex smiled at him and raced to the bathroom. "I'm running late!" she called behind her and heard his laugh. Alex locked the door behind her and dressed in her stretchy pants and t-shirt. She stuffed her school uniform in her backpack and left it there. *I'll get it later,* she thought and jogged to the school's main practice room. Alex glanced at the clock and breathed a sigh of relief. She had just barely made it! She opened the door and stepped inside, closing it softly behind her. She began warming up, stretching her calves, back, and shoulders. Other people were stretching also in various leotards and exercise suits.
"Ok, Kirt." Alex breathed, eyes closed. "I'm ready." Kirt stood up slowly, and walked to the front of the room.
"Hello, everyone." He said, smiling. "Today we're going to work on our roundhouse kicks. I trust you've been practicing them like I assigned last week for homework?" There were muttered replies of 'yes' and 'no'. "No matter. Today we're going to review them. Next week is the competition, so I want you all to perfect this by then. First, however, let's start with easy punches towards the mirror," he nodded to the mirror-covered wall behind him and demonstrated. The class obidiently assumed fighting poses and gave punches towards the mirror. Alex loved the liquid power feeling she experianced while kickboxing; it was her passion. The class gradually worked through front punches, crosses, bob and weaves, and uppercuts. Next, they started practicing balance.
"I want you all to concentrate on a certain spot on the floor while you balance," he said, as one person frantically flapped their arms, trying to regain their balance. "That will help you." After a few more minutes, Kirt dropped his leg back to the ground. "Now we'll work on the different types of kicks." The class practiced front kicks, left side kicks, right side kicks, back kicks, jump kicks, and finally round-house kicks.
"Now I can tell who did their homework and who didn't......" he trailed off, busy glaring at one man who flushed a deep red and mumbled an excuse.
After everyone could do a semi-perfect round-house kick, Kirt started to tone things done a bit. "Let's start stretching down," he suggested and his students were only too happy to comply. Most were taking gulps of air to breathe and even Alex felt winded. Her muscles were complaining about all the work they had done, too.
Alex was almost glad when Kirt dismissed them. She hadn't got much sleep that night before of studying for an exam today and was exhausted. "'Bye," she yawned and Kirt chuckled. "Wow, my workout must have really been tiring if it wore you out, my little ninja." He joked, using her pet name. She managed to crack a smile. "I'm bushed," Alex confessed. "I'll see you next week."
He nodded in agreement and walked into his office. Alex limped (as her muscles were cramping up anyway, despite the after-stretches) to the bathroom and grabbed her bag. She quickly ran a brush through her hair and began planning what to do once she arrived home. She'd take a shower and change into her pj's. *No sense in getting my school uniform sweaty,* Alex decided as she opened the back door and began the short trip home.
Alex shuddered as a rat crossed the alley in front of her, squeaking to it's companions. She really hated taking the dark allies on the way home, but there was no way to avoid them until she had enough money to buy a car. She sighed gloomily, for that didn't look like it was happening anytime in the near future.
She breathed a sigh of relief a moment later as she made it to an alley next to her street. Just a few more seconds and she'd be home...... or would've been. At that moment, there was a movement in the darkness beside her. Alex shrieked in terror and ran towards the lamps that lined the streets at night with a bright glow. But it was too late! Someone tackled her from behind and she fell with an "UMPH!" onto the ground. She kicked furiously, hearing her assailant grunt with each blow and started punching. A sharp prick of pain suddenly entered her arm and she imediately felt herself grow numb - literally. The world slowly faded into darkness, but she remained kicking and punching until she no longer cared what happened, and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
The attacker felt her form go limp and dumped her uncerimoniously onto the ground. He winced, rubbing a bruise that would turn green and purple later. He glared at the girl, wanting to slice her throat open, but knew Marik would kill him for it. He picked her up, slung her over his shoulder and started back to the mansion.
And here's lil' lesson in japanese, just in case you don't know some of the words......
aibou = partner
hikari = light
yami = darkness
I think that's it.... so mush chappies! *cracks whip* On with the storyline! :D
The Capture
Alex skipped happily down the steps. *It's Friday, It's Friday, TGIF!* she sang giddily to herself. Not only was a weekend ahead, but they had Monday off for Memorial Day! How cool was that?! Alex spotted her friend, Michelle, talking with a bunch of other people.
"Hey, Michelle!" She called and the red-haired girl spun around. "Alex! OMG OMG OMG! You haven't heard what's happened have you?" Michelle rambled on without an answer. "Greg and Sam broke up! Can you believe that? I mean, they were the perfect couple. Though, personally, I think Greg would be better off with that new girl, what's-her-face, Carma. Not only would their blond hair look absolutely PRECIOUS together, but I checked, like, yesterday and their horoscopes are compatible! It's that fab? Oh, and guess what else? Mark was showing off on his new motorcycle yesterday and he did a wheely (sp? who cares...)! It was, like, awesome! Oh, and wait until you hear this! I was talking to Louise yesterday and SHE says that Mark thinks HE said he wanted to break up with her. I was like, no, totally, no, but-"
Alex nodded, hiding a smile. Michelle was the school gossiper. It was her pleasure to spread the news about everyone to everyone. In fact, her mouth was still going a mile a minute. Alex began walking and Michelle trotted to keep up, chattering about Bob's latest girl. Not that Alex didn't care..... ok, she didn't. She suddenly glanced at her watch on a hunch and gasped, horrified. "Michelle!" she cut through the shorter girl's babbling. "I SO have to get to kickboxing! If I don't hurry, I'll be late!" Michelle waved her hand in farewell. "See you later then!"
Alex cut through an ally to get to the back door of Kickboxing Kicks, (hey, you think it's lame? Take a hike!), her kickboxing school. She was still barely on time. She wrenched open the door and accidentally slammed it behind her.
"Hi, Alex!" A man greeted her from where he was stretching. "Kirt!" Alex smiled at him and raced to the bathroom. "I'm running late!" she called behind her and heard his laugh. Alex locked the door behind her and dressed in her stretchy pants and t-shirt. She stuffed her school uniform in her backpack and left it there. *I'll get it later,* she thought and jogged to the school's main practice room. Alex glanced at the clock and breathed a sigh of relief. She had just barely made it! She opened the door and stepped inside, closing it softly behind her. She began warming up, stretching her calves, back, and shoulders. Other people were stretching also in various leotards and exercise suits.
"Ok, Kirt." Alex breathed, eyes closed. "I'm ready." Kirt stood up slowly, and walked to the front of the room.
"Hello, everyone." He said, smiling. "Today we're going to work on our roundhouse kicks. I trust you've been practicing them like I assigned last week for homework?" There were muttered replies of 'yes' and 'no'. "No matter. Today we're going to review them. Next week is the competition, so I want you all to perfect this by then. First, however, let's start with easy punches towards the mirror," he nodded to the mirror-covered wall behind him and demonstrated. The class obidiently assumed fighting poses and gave punches towards the mirror. Alex loved the liquid power feeling she experianced while kickboxing; it was her passion. The class gradually worked through front punches, crosses, bob and weaves, and uppercuts. Next, they started practicing balance.
"I want you all to concentrate on a certain spot on the floor while you balance," he said, as one person frantically flapped their arms, trying to regain their balance. "That will help you." After a few more minutes, Kirt dropped his leg back to the ground. "Now we'll work on the different types of kicks." The class practiced front kicks, left side kicks, right side kicks, back kicks, jump kicks, and finally round-house kicks.
"Now I can tell who did their homework and who didn't......" he trailed off, busy glaring at one man who flushed a deep red and mumbled an excuse.
After everyone could do a semi-perfect round-house kick, Kirt started to tone things done a bit. "Let's start stretching down," he suggested and his students were only too happy to comply. Most were taking gulps of air to breathe and even Alex felt winded. Her muscles were complaining about all the work they had done, too.
Alex was almost glad when Kirt dismissed them. She hadn't got much sleep that night before of studying for an exam today and was exhausted. "'Bye," she yawned and Kirt chuckled. "Wow, my workout must have really been tiring if it wore you out, my little ninja." He joked, using her pet name. She managed to crack a smile. "I'm bushed," Alex confessed. "I'll see you next week."
He nodded in agreement and walked into his office. Alex limped (as her muscles were cramping up anyway, despite the after-stretches) to the bathroom and grabbed her bag. She quickly ran a brush through her hair and began planning what to do once she arrived home. She'd take a shower and change into her pj's. *No sense in getting my school uniform sweaty,* Alex decided as she opened the back door and began the short trip home.
Alex shuddered as a rat crossed the alley in front of her, squeaking to it's companions. She really hated taking the dark allies on the way home, but there was no way to avoid them until she had enough money to buy a car. She sighed gloomily, for that didn't look like it was happening anytime in the near future.
She breathed a sigh of relief a moment later as she made it to an alley next to her street. Just a few more seconds and she'd be home...... or would've been. At that moment, there was a movement in the darkness beside her. Alex shrieked in terror and ran towards the lamps that lined the streets at night with a bright glow. But it was too late! Someone tackled her from behind and she fell with an "UMPH!" onto the ground. She kicked furiously, hearing her assailant grunt with each blow and started punching. A sharp prick of pain suddenly entered her arm and she imediately felt herself grow numb - literally. The world slowly faded into darkness, but she remained kicking and punching until she no longer cared what happened, and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
The attacker felt her form go limp and dumped her uncerimoniously onto the ground. He winced, rubbing a bruise that would turn green and purple later. He glared at the girl, wanting to slice her throat open, but knew Marik would kill him for it. He picked her up, slung her over his shoulder and started back to the mansion.