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////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
'Maybe karate won't help this time,' The voice inside my head said.
I struggled against his grip, making air become more important every second. In result, the stranger only pressed harder, making breathing impossible. Not a word was spoken, not that I COULD speak.
I was going to pass out soon, so I did the only thing I could have thought of.
I kneed the son of a bitch. (AN: HEHE...^_^)
Normally, I don't do that. Not that I've been in close contact with any men. But when your opponent is cutting off your air, causing you to eventually DIE, your options are pretty low.
So the stranger, seeming powerful a second ago, fell to the ground.
I, remaining silent, walked up the stairs and close the door and lock it. He wouldn't be getting out of THERE for a while...
An hour passed, and no noise came from downstairs. Maybe he's was just waiting for me to open the door so he can escape. 'Maybe I should call the police.' I thought to myself. Mental sirens sounded. NOT a good idea. Do I really want this to be worse than it really is?
Automatic response: NO
So I circled my house, going into the freezer room the back way. Gathering all my courage, I clicked on the light.
Get this. He wasn't there.
"Shit!" I cursed out loud.
'Great, he's gone,' I thought to myself. 'Now what? He could be ANYWHERE! And even if I did call the police, I wouldn't have a disruption of him because the lights weren't on!' I continued to curse out loud as I went up the stairs.
Two more hours pass. As I ate dinner I tried to convince myself that the thief couldn't have seen me because I couldn't see him. But why was he in my house in the first place?
A noise came from the library (I call it the library, because that room has only book selves and books in it), followed by the sound of books falling to the floor. "Great!" I said out loud. "MORE mess." As you can tell, I hate cleaning. 'Maybe it's mice.' I thought with a shudder. I'd rather clean a whole HOUSE then deal with mice.
But what I saw, was beyond the surprise of mice.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked rather harshly. The stranger turned to me smoothly.
I think I've had JUST about enough of strangers I my house...
My warm blue eyes met dark, cold ones. In fact, they were the same ones I saw about five hours ago...
////////////////// Strangers P.O.V //////////////////
The girl takes two steps back. Good, she should be scared. "Who the hell are you?" She asks again, expecting an answer. I raise my eyebrows mockingly. She's not one to be asking questions so harshly. She mumbles something about me not being able to understand English.
Old habits kicks in and I hit her.
She slightly yells in surprise and pain.
I stop myself. If I'm set to get out of here, I'll have to be...Nice. I mentally shudder at the word. Is there a better word for "Nice"? To make it sound not as...fruity? Cooperative. I guess that sounds better. I'll have to be... "Cooperative".
I decide to answer her useless question. "My name is..." Wait, what's my name? Do I even remember? No. Damn it!
The girl leaves, thinking I'm nuts.
I follow her at a distance. She sits down and starts eating her dinner. I sit across from her and watch her. The girl is deep in thought so she doesn't notice me.
////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
'Great,' I thought. ' I have a nut somewhere in my house. Doing god knows what.'
"I'm not a nut." A voice across from me angrily protested.
I slowly looked up, only to see the person I, really, didn't want to see. The tall, white haired, dark eyed, nut.
"Hey! My thoughts," I tapped my head. "Are private."
What nerve he has to read my mind without per-Wait. Something seems out of wack here... Can the average nut read minds? No...
I groaned. This is a dream... a really, bad dream. I'll wake up and my parents will be still here... and we can spend Christmas together...
"I thought you were the only one in the house." He said, interrupting my thoughts by reading them.
God, maybe I'M the one that's crazy...
Maybe I'm more tired than I thought. This person will go away if I sleep for a while...
I dropped my head on the table and rest my eyes for about ten minutes. I waked to still see him looking at me.
I groaned. "Why are you still here?" Man, I was getting REAL sick of this guy...
What the hell does he want?
Next thing I'll do is probley saying something like, "You can go... just take anything and LEAVE!"
I looked at him from across the table, "You can go... just take anything and LEAVE! I won't call the cops"
Do I know me or what?
He stares at me, realizing that I'm completely confused about this whole thing.
////////////////// The Nut's P.O.V ^_^ //////////////////
'Cooperate... cooperate... she maybe a little bit on the stupid side, but you have to DEAL with her,' I tell myself.
"Let me tell you something," I say, looking her right in the eye. She looks at me. I sigh and tell her about getting here and wanting to get back from where I came from. I don't tell her that I was a five thousand year old spirit. THAT would be going over the line...plus she doesn't really need to know who I am.
And she continues to look at me like I'm crazy. "Uh-HUH" she sais. "And how, do you think you are going to get back?"
I sigh, frustrated that she won't believe a thing two inches away from her nose. "It's a certain energy ritual. It needs at least two people to do this."
She raises her eyebrows, somewhat amused. "On a full moon?"
"Ya, how'd you know?"
////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
Yep, as nutty as a fruitcake. "Well, you're out of luck, because the full moon was yesterday. So I guess you'll have to be here for a month."
He looked at me. "A month?!" He yelled in words in another language.
I held in a laugh. Don't get me wrong, this was a serious situation. But seeing someone as nuts as this freak out because he missed a full moon, it's kinda funny. Don't think so? I guess you'd have to be there to get it.
"Then I'll just have to stay here for a month." He said, calming down.
I seemed to choke on air. "No your not!" I somewhat yell quickly.
"Yes, I have to!"
"You don't HAVE to! You can stay somewhere else!"
"No, I can't! I have to get back the same way I came in!"
"And where might THAT be?"
"In the basement."
I didn't want to admit it then, but I wanted to believe him. Why? I thought that maybe I could really spend Christmas with someone. I would be able to be comforted by someone.
Maybe he wasn't as crazy as I thought he was. But he was the one that almost killed me. Better give him what he wants....
"Fine." I say. "But you have to help me with things. Or I won't help with this 'Energy ritual'."
He glared at me. "Fine."
"I still don't know your name tho." I said.
He rested his head on his hand. "That's because I don't have one."
"I'll have to give you one then." I thought for a minute. "You should be named... Bakura."
He blinked. "The name better not mean something like "Fuzzy Kitten" or that kinda crap."
I laugh out loud, something I haven't done in a while. "No no no. I'm honestly not sure what it means. But I know it's a card game."
Bakura raised an eyebrow. "I'll be named after a card game?"
I nod. "But it means more than that. I'll look on the Internet."
////////////////// Bakura's P.O.V //////////////////
Internet? What the hell is that? Oh well. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that in a month, I'll get back to my OWN world, or whatever it is. I'm named after a card game. VERY creative...
I break the silence. "But you haven't told me your name."
She looks at me in surprise. "My name's Amara."
I say nothing.
Amara looks at the clock. It's 11:39
"Well," she begins. "I need to sleep. I don't know about you. You can watch T.V. or something."
"Fine." I say, as I disappear into the ring.
////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
"Fine." Bakura said as he disappeared into thin air.
That didn't just happen....That DIDN'T just happen!! I think it just happened...
I covered my mouth to keep from screaming, as I run into my room and lock the door. That WASN'T a ghost...Ghosts are fake...Fake, fake, FAKE! I climb onto my bed and hug my pillow.
Hey! If the same thing happened to you, YOU'D be doing the SAME THING probley.
All I know is that he wouldn't be getting in HERE! If he wasn't a ghost that is. I've read tho that ghosts don't go into individual rooms, only roam hallways and places like that.
To my horror, he appeared right in front of me. "Hey, I forgot to-"
He was cut off by my screaming.
////////////////// Bakura's P.O.V //////////////////
I don't get it! I was just came to tell her something, and she started screaming! Mortals are fickle creatures...
I move closer to her, only for my hearing to be severely damaged by Amara's screaming. Ow...
I just stand there, unsure what to do. What in Ra's name did I do wrong?!
Another five seconds pass, and she's still screaming. AHH! I can't TAKE it anymore! I lunge over to her bed and cover her mouth. Her screaming stops.
THANK RA. I'd prefer NOT to be deaf!
Wait...She's limp... I think she fainted... damn it!
I lay Amara on her bed. Yep, she's out cold. I just hope the neighbors didn't hear the screaming. But I think that people in Mexico might have heard her...
I close her door. I pray that tomorrow might be...quieter...
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KK: The humor...HAS BEGUN! ^^ And..It'll go on for...a lot of chapters, the humor that is...
Bakura: I hate you...T__T
KK: Why?
Bakura: I got kneed... @.@
KK: I know! ^^
Bakura: And it hurt!
KK: I know!
Bakura: And it still hurts...O_O
KK: I know! ^__^
Bakura: You say that a lot...O_o
KK: I know! ^_____^ Review!
Bakura: Yes... PLEASE review, she's hiding the painkillers from me... X__x
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KK: ^____^ *Is happy* Anyway... on to the SECOND chapter! And that means...ON TO THE HUMOR!!
Disclaimer: KK may own Yu-Gi-Oh CARDS but she doesn't own the whole damn company! Nor would she want to...she likes CHOCOLATE instead...O.O
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////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
'Maybe karate won't help this time,' The voice inside my head said.
I struggled against his grip, making air become more important every second. In result, the stranger only pressed harder, making breathing impossible. Not a word was spoken, not that I COULD speak.
I was going to pass out soon, so I did the only thing I could have thought of.
I kneed the son of a bitch. (AN: HEHE...^_^)
Normally, I don't do that. Not that I've been in close contact with any men. But when your opponent is cutting off your air, causing you to eventually DIE, your options are pretty low.
So the stranger, seeming powerful a second ago, fell to the ground.
I, remaining silent, walked up the stairs and close the door and lock it. He wouldn't be getting out of THERE for a while...
An hour passed, and no noise came from downstairs. Maybe he's was just waiting for me to open the door so he can escape. 'Maybe I should call the police.' I thought to myself. Mental sirens sounded. NOT a good idea. Do I really want this to be worse than it really is?
Automatic response: NO
So I circled my house, going into the freezer room the back way. Gathering all my courage, I clicked on the light.
Get this. He wasn't there.
"Shit!" I cursed out loud.
'Great, he's gone,' I thought to myself. 'Now what? He could be ANYWHERE! And even if I did call the police, I wouldn't have a disruption of him because the lights weren't on!' I continued to curse out loud as I went up the stairs.
Two more hours pass. As I ate dinner I tried to convince myself that the thief couldn't have seen me because I couldn't see him. But why was he in my house in the first place?
A noise came from the library (I call it the library, because that room has only book selves and books in it), followed by the sound of books falling to the floor. "Great!" I said out loud. "MORE mess." As you can tell, I hate cleaning. 'Maybe it's mice.' I thought with a shudder. I'd rather clean a whole HOUSE then deal with mice.
But what I saw, was beyond the surprise of mice.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked rather harshly. The stranger turned to me smoothly.
I think I've had JUST about enough of strangers I my house...
My warm blue eyes met dark, cold ones. In fact, they were the same ones I saw about five hours ago...
////////////////// Strangers P.O.V //////////////////
The girl takes two steps back. Good, she should be scared. "Who the hell are you?" She asks again, expecting an answer. I raise my eyebrows mockingly. She's not one to be asking questions so harshly. She mumbles something about me not being able to understand English.
Old habits kicks in and I hit her.
She slightly yells in surprise and pain.
I stop myself. If I'm set to get out of here, I'll have to be...Nice. I mentally shudder at the word. Is there a better word for "Nice"? To make it sound not as...fruity? Cooperative. I guess that sounds better. I'll have to be... "Cooperative".
I decide to answer her useless question. "My name is..." Wait, what's my name? Do I even remember? No. Damn it!
The girl leaves, thinking I'm nuts.
I follow her at a distance. She sits down and starts eating her dinner. I sit across from her and watch her. The girl is deep in thought so she doesn't notice me.
////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
'Great,' I thought. ' I have a nut somewhere in my house. Doing god knows what.'
"I'm not a nut." A voice across from me angrily protested.
I slowly looked up, only to see the person I, really, didn't want to see. The tall, white haired, dark eyed, nut.
"Hey! My thoughts," I tapped my head. "Are private."
What nerve he has to read my mind without per-Wait. Something seems out of wack here... Can the average nut read minds? No...
I groaned. This is a dream... a really, bad dream. I'll wake up and my parents will be still here... and we can spend Christmas together...
"I thought you were the only one in the house." He said, interrupting my thoughts by reading them.
God, maybe I'M the one that's crazy...
Maybe I'm more tired than I thought. This person will go away if I sleep for a while...
I dropped my head on the table and rest my eyes for about ten minutes. I waked to still see him looking at me.
I groaned. "Why are you still here?" Man, I was getting REAL sick of this guy...
What the hell does he want?
Next thing I'll do is probley saying something like, "You can go... just take anything and LEAVE!"
I looked at him from across the table, "You can go... just take anything and LEAVE! I won't call the cops"
Do I know me or what?
He stares at me, realizing that I'm completely confused about this whole thing.
////////////////// The Nut's P.O.V ^_^ //////////////////
'Cooperate... cooperate... she maybe a little bit on the stupid side, but you have to DEAL with her,' I tell myself.
"Let me tell you something," I say, looking her right in the eye. She looks at me. I sigh and tell her about getting here and wanting to get back from where I came from. I don't tell her that I was a five thousand year old spirit. THAT would be going over the line...plus she doesn't really need to know who I am.
And she continues to look at me like I'm crazy. "Uh-HUH" she sais. "And how, do you think you are going to get back?"
I sigh, frustrated that she won't believe a thing two inches away from her nose. "It's a certain energy ritual. It needs at least two people to do this."
She raises her eyebrows, somewhat amused. "On a full moon?"
"Ya, how'd you know?"
////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
Yep, as nutty as a fruitcake. "Well, you're out of luck, because the full moon was yesterday. So I guess you'll have to be here for a month."
He looked at me. "A month?!" He yelled in words in another language.
I held in a laugh. Don't get me wrong, this was a serious situation. But seeing someone as nuts as this freak out because he missed a full moon, it's kinda funny. Don't think so? I guess you'd have to be there to get it.
"Then I'll just have to stay here for a month." He said, calming down.
I seemed to choke on air. "No your not!" I somewhat yell quickly.
"Yes, I have to!"
"You don't HAVE to! You can stay somewhere else!"
"No, I can't! I have to get back the same way I came in!"
"And where might THAT be?"
"In the basement."
I didn't want to admit it then, but I wanted to believe him. Why? I thought that maybe I could really spend Christmas with someone. I would be able to be comforted by someone.
Maybe he wasn't as crazy as I thought he was. But he was the one that almost killed me. Better give him what he wants....
"Fine." I say. "But you have to help me with things. Or I won't help with this 'Energy ritual'."
He glared at me. "Fine."
"I still don't know your name tho." I said.
He rested his head on his hand. "That's because I don't have one."
"I'll have to give you one then." I thought for a minute. "You should be named... Bakura."
He blinked. "The name better not mean something like "Fuzzy Kitten" or that kinda crap."
I laugh out loud, something I haven't done in a while. "No no no. I'm honestly not sure what it means. But I know it's a card game."
Bakura raised an eyebrow. "I'll be named after a card game?"
I nod. "But it means more than that. I'll look on the Internet."
////////////////// Bakura's P.O.V //////////////////
Internet? What the hell is that? Oh well. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that in a month, I'll get back to my OWN world, or whatever it is. I'm named after a card game. VERY creative...
I break the silence. "But you haven't told me your name."
She looks at me in surprise. "My name's Amara."
I say nothing.
Amara looks at the clock. It's 11:39
"Well," she begins. "I need to sleep. I don't know about you. You can watch T.V. or something."
"Fine." I say, as I disappear into the ring.
////////////////// Amara's P.O.V //////////////////
"Fine." Bakura said as he disappeared into thin air.
That didn't just happen....That DIDN'T just happen!! I think it just happened...
I covered my mouth to keep from screaming, as I run into my room and lock the door. That WASN'T a ghost...Ghosts are fake...Fake, fake, FAKE! I climb onto my bed and hug my pillow.
Hey! If the same thing happened to you, YOU'D be doing the SAME THING probley.
All I know is that he wouldn't be getting in HERE! If he wasn't a ghost that is. I've read tho that ghosts don't go into individual rooms, only roam hallways and places like that.
To my horror, he appeared right in front of me. "Hey, I forgot to-"
He was cut off by my screaming.
////////////////// Bakura's P.O.V //////////////////
I don't get it! I was just came to tell her something, and she started screaming! Mortals are fickle creatures...
I move closer to her, only for my hearing to be severely damaged by Amara's screaming. Ow...
I just stand there, unsure what to do. What in Ra's name did I do wrong?!
Another five seconds pass, and she's still screaming. AHH! I can't TAKE it anymore! I lunge over to her bed and cover her mouth. Her screaming stops.
THANK RA. I'd prefer NOT to be deaf!
Wait...She's limp... I think she fainted... damn it!
I lay Amara on her bed. Yep, she's out cold. I just hope the neighbors didn't hear the screaming. But I think that people in Mexico might have heard her...
I close her door. I pray that tomorrow might be...quieter...
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KK: The humor...HAS BEGUN! ^^ And..It'll go on for...a lot of chapters, the humor that is...
Bakura: I hate you...T__T
KK: Why?
Bakura: I got kneed... @.@
KK: I know! ^^
Bakura: And it hurt!
KK: I know!
Bakura: And it still hurts...O_O
KK: I know! ^__^
Bakura: You say that a lot...O_o
KK: I know! ^_____^ Review!
Bakura: Yes... PLEASE review, she's hiding the painkillers from me... X__x
Flames will be used for...hm...lighting small children on fire...!! O_O
Small Children: (((O___O)))