Now for chapter 4! Holy weenies! Chapter 4?! w00t! *sorry, I was raised on
message boards*
Bradcorh: -_-' No more sugar for you, mistress.
You don't own me!
Bradcorh: And you don't own Yugioh. But you do own this story and me, and....
Aw, thank you, you just did the disclaimer, you clever monster! ^_^
Bradcorh: ^^' Kay..... anyway people just read!
Note: This chapter is being used for a test to see if I can make it italicize with HTML. If it doesn't work, then there will be annoying HTML marks where it is supposed to italicize all this chapter. iLike this./i
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The next morning....
Sakkira slowly awoke, becoming aware of a knocking at the door. "Mmmm....?" She curled up in the bed, and then she remembered where she was. She sat up. "Who is it?"
"It's me," came a small voice. "You need to get up and have breakfast."
"Yugi?"
"Yeah. Come on," he said. "You can get dressed, but hurry up. Grandpa's not going to wait forever."
"Erm.... okay, then," she said groggily, staggering out of the bed. As soon as her eyes adjusted to the light, she found the uniform that the school had mailed her when she was still in Egypt. She despised it, but she had gotten a boy's uniform just to avoid wearing one of those abominable skirts. (A/N: A little shout-out to Stori there...)
Behind her, she felt a strange sensation. She turned to face the slightly taller, more tanned form of her yami, Nakte.
"So, we finally meet face-to-face," she said, her voice echoing a bit as she was in spirit form. She looked rather intimidating, that is, until she smiled. Sakkira finally relaxed.
"Yes," Sakkira said. "By Ra, you look just like me!"
"You are my reincarnation," Nakte replied cooly, "so it seems that it is you who looks like me."
"True," Sakkira replied shortly. She got her uniform on, strangely not afraid to take off her pajamas in front of the Egyptian woman. "Have you met Yugi's...er...."
"Yami?" Nakte asked, finishing her sentence. "Of course I have, he's my pharaoh! And anyway, I talked to him yesterday."
"Oh. That's right," Sakkira said. She put her hand on the doorknob, and felt Nakte dematerialize and return to her Brace, whose Eye flashed slightly and grew warm.
As she entered the kitchen, she whiffed bacon. Her mouth watered. "Oh.... I love bacon! Where is it? I haven't had bacon in SO long!"
Yugi, who was sitting at the table, smiled and pointed to the plate on the counter. "It's almost ready." Sugoroku was cooking, and he waved to Sakkira and beckoned for her to sit down. She obeyed.
The spirit form of Yami leaned against the wall, immaterial and invisible to all but Yugi. Perhaps Sakkira could have seen him too, if she had known to look. Sakkira's own yami materialized behind her, and quickly took note of the pharaoh standing nearby. She smiled, and greeted him with a gesture that Yami figured was very polite in ancient Egypt. He waved to her, also smiling slightly, and she came nearer.
"Hello pharaoh-sama," she said happily.
"Hello, Nakte," Yami replied. "Sleep well?"
"Yes, I did. I've been in limbo or whatever so long I'd forgotten what sleep was like," she said. "That is what it was, wasn't it? Limbo?"
"Perhaps you could call it that," Yami said, shrugging. "Have you ever tasted this bacon stuff? It's fried pork, and it's possibly the most delicious, artery-clogging breakfast food known to modern man."
"Looks good, ahhh, smells good, too." Nakte's mouth was beginning to water, and the expression on her face was remarkably similar to that of her hikari's.
As the hikaris ate, the yamis looked on and savored the taste of it. (They could taste it as well.) Nakte was amazed at the deliciousness of the bacon, but she didn't get enough time to remark to Yami before she was forced to return to the Brace, since Sakkira was leaving the house to go to school.
When Sugoroku's pickup truck arrived at the school, Yugi thanked him for the ride and led Sakkira into her class. She was in the same class as Yugi, and a bunch of his friends' as well. She interacted well with most people, and the teachers, who albeit were not too fond of her exotic style, quickly came to like her. She was exceptional in English class, and did well in History too, even though they were doing American history, which she did not know all that much about. All in all, she didn't think the school was all that bad. She just wished she knew a little more American history. (A/N: _ Pathetic. That last paragraph was PATHETIC. -_- ;; Argh... I couldn't think of anything else to say! Don't kill me! *hides*)
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At lunch, many of the students got together and had small tournaments. Yugi didn't enter this one, since he'd practically been banned for being "too good", but it didn't stop him from watching. Sakkira watched beside him, Nakte in her spirit form in the middle, when suddenly they all noticed a tall figure across the courtyard grounds.
Yugi didn't say anything, but waved to him as he roamed closer. When Sakkira finally noticed who it was, a shock ran through her from Nakte. She was momentarily gripped with some invisible hand as Nakte, not meaning to be rude but in a state of hurried shock, spiritually shoved her aside and took control of her body. She stepped forward, Yugi not knowing it was not Sakkira because she didn't assume her own appearance. (A/N: Yes, she can control Sakkira's body without actually transforming. It's hard, but with a little guidance from Yami and Yugi, they had finally mastered it. On the bus, that is.) Only her voice had changed. It was deeper, but still feminine, and it was rich with the sound of confidence and royalty. She yelled out loud to the person who was watching the numerous duels going on.
"PRIEST! PRIEST SETH!"
Several people looked at Nakte curiously; Yugi finally noticed the way "Sakkira" was holding herself and realized that her yami had taken over. He went to her side, looking at her. It was definitely not Sakkira looking out of those eyes; they were not the curious friendly eyes of the girl he knew, no, these eyes were fiery, brave, and... something unreadable was in them. She was yelling at... Yugi started when he realized who it was she had directed her call to. It was Seto Kaiba!
"Seth!" Nakte ran to Kaiba's side, looking him straight in the eye. "We meet again! How long has it been?"
"And... who are you?" Kaiba was confused, but he still looked as stern as ever. "I don't know who you are. Now get off me."
"Drop the act, Seth. The servants have all died, and I have long past seen through that arrogant tough-guy show you put on in public. We're all alone now," Nakte said, touching Kaiba's forearm gently. He recoiled and drew back, away from this strange girl.
"My name is not Seth," he said, brows knotted. "It's Set-- er, Kaiba. You will remember that, and not call me that abominable name again." He was flushing madly, angry at himself that he had almost revealed his first name. Only Mokuba was allowed to call him Seto.
"Have you forgotten, Seth? Why are you acting this way?" She was stopped by Yugi, who touched her shoulder. She turned around, looking at him. "What? What did I do?"
"Sak... er, Nakte...." he said quietly, leading the reluctant priestess away, "That's not Seth, whoever he is. He's known as Seto Kaiba, but he likes to be called just Kaiba. Okay?"
"What? But he is the very image of the Pharaoh's cousin, the high priest Seth!"
"Maybe.... he's that guy's reincarnation," Yugi suggested. Suddenly a look of horror ran across his features at what he'd just said. That meant... Yugi and Kaiba were cousins! He looked at the tall, brown-haired duelist, who was currently "remarking" on an amateur duelist's style, and tried really hard to see himself in Kaiba's face. He didn't see it, so he tried to see Yami in his face, since Kaiba was always scowling, and Yami almost never looked all happy. Perhaps, just barely, he could see a faint trace of resemblance in the mouth, the jawline....
Yugi shook his head violently, trying to get the thought out of his head. Nakte was still staring fixedly at Kaiba, who felt her gaze and began to stare back, as if she were from the moon. She finally looked away, and turned to Yugi, looking rather sad. "Yugi!" she pleaded, "Why doesn't Seth remember me? I know that it is him, no one could look so much like him and not /I him! Has all that much time really passed?"
"Nakte," Yugi said, sighing exasperatedly, "that is not the same person you are thinking of. Everyone in Domino has a past life in Egypt, so, maybe Kaiba was that guy in his past life."
At that moment, Nakte was in such a state of confusion that she lowered her defenses; Sakkira saw this as an opportunity and snatched back control. As she opened her eyes again, she scowled. "Don't EVER use me without asking first!" she screamed out loud at the now-dormant Nakte. Some of the tournament-goers had paused their games to stare once again at her. She looked slightly embarrassed, then she scowled at them too, asking "What are you looking at, punks?" until they resumed their games.
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Once they were back at Yugi's house, Sakkira began to pack up, preparing for her homecoming that evening. When she had left her house the day before, she had borrowed her father's deck.
Yugi peeked his head into the door of the room Sakkira had slept in. "Sakkira, how would you like to--" He stopped when he saw her father's deck in her hand. "Oh! I thought you didn't have a deck!"
"I don't," she said, smiling sheepishly. "This is my dad's."
"Let me see." Yugi quickly sat down beside Sakkira on her bed and shuffled through her cards; there were many dragons. It wasn't a bad deck at all. "Nice," Yugi said. Sakkira smiled.
"I know, my father has been playing even longer than when we lived in Egypt."
"Wanna see mine?" Yugi offered, reaching into his pocket.
"Sure, I guess," Sakkira replied. Yugi handed her his treasured deck. She went through it, pausing a moment to look at his Dark Magician. "What a beautiful monster," she said, gazing at it in wonder. "My dad's always wanted a Dark Magician."
"It's my soul card," he responded, hinting that he wouldn't trade it.
"I see." She finished going through his deck, and went back and drew out the Dark Magician again. "It's so pretty...." Suddenly she looked startled, and the card fell from her hand to the floor as she let out a gasp. Yugi retrieved his card and looked at his friend in confusion. She was blowing on her hand, as if she'd touched a stove and burned it.
"What's wrong, Sakkira?"
Sakkira, who still looked very surprised, looked at his Dark Magician with brows knotted. "That card...." she paused, as if to gloss over her sanity for a moment before continuing. "It got really /i all of a sudden! It burnt my fingers!"
They both stared at the card for a moment, when Yugi as well was burnt by another flash of heat from the card. This time they let it lay on the floor, not afraid to pick it up but rather curious as to what was wrong. To their surprise, the card's image began to shimmer and quake. Within a moment, the form of the Dark Magician of the card was visible, becoming more and more physical by the second. His eyes were closed, but he still looked as alert as ever.
The two teens stared first at the card, then its inhabitant, then each other. Yugi noticed that Sakkira's Millennium Brace was glowing.
"Look, your Brace!" he whispered, pointing to her arm. She looked at it, and then her eyes widened as she caught sight of the shining Item on her arm.
"D'you think.... that it's the Brace that's doing.... that?" she asked, looking back at the solidifying Magician.
"I.... don't know," Yugi replied quietly.
The Magician was now completely solid, and Yugi looked at him hard. He was even more real than his duel disk hologram. Was it possible that the Millennium Brace had the power to enflesh monsters, to make them /I?
His eyes opened. They were amazingly blue, and they shifted from side to side. He looked at Yugi, and his eyes widened. "Master..." he said, once he tried to speak. "what has happened? There is no duel here." He looked below him; at his feet stood what was once his card. It now stood empty, a blank card. He looked nervous.
Yugi slowly stood up, taking in the full height of the Magician. He gently took the card out of his hand, looking at it. There was no sign that a monster had ever inhabited this card; it was fully clean.
Suddenly a memory surfaced: a tall, elderly, platinum-blonde-haired Dark Magician, looking with slight scorn in his red eyes as he studied a younger, normal-looking Magician. He spoke with his mind.
i/Do you have a name?/
/No,/ the younger, inexperienced Magician replied, /I have never been in a duel before./
/A monster's first duel determines his name,/ he replied./i
He remembered what that memory belonged to; it was the one called Nico, and the younger Bradcorh, discussing naming monsters. It had been almost three months since he'd seen either of them. He wondered where the winds of Destiny had blown them.
Yugi looked at his Dark Magician. "What is your name?" he asked him.
"I am not sure you can pronounce it, master," the Magician replied. Just what Nico had said... Yugi thought.
"Try me."
"My name," the Dark Magician said, "is Drayunis." (A/N: That's pronounced "Drah-you'-nis", mortals. ^_^)
"Ghidaran," Sakkira repeated quietly. "What does it mean?"
"It means 'loyal servant'," Drayunis said sheepishly.
They stood quietly for a moment.
"Well, want some burgers?" Sakkira said finally, changing the subject and lightening the mood at the same time.
Yugi smiled, somewhat relieved. "Sounds good," he said. "You're cooking."
"Burgers?" Daryunis asked, before he was led out of the bedroom. Yugi pocketed Drayunis' once-card, and the matter was soon forgotten as they ate their lunch.
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Yes! Yet another cheesy Magician name!
Bradcorh: ^_^ I was in this one!
Yep! I couldn't help but name this guy, I could NOT stand going through two chapters with a main character (at least for the moment) being known as "the Magician" again!
Bradcorh: It was a pain. -_- I was on the verge of rice threats when she named me.
RICE?!!! WHERE?!! *hides behind Bradcorh* Thank you, Bradcorh, for wearing such huge armor! ^_^' ....Annnnyway.... I know, I've named far too many monsters to be healthy, but I couldn't help it....
Bradcorh: Only three, mistress.
Three is a crowd. ^^' Not really. I have a lot of friends.
Bradcorh: You just can't see them!
.-_.- *glares at Bardcorh* You better be glad that you're wearing that big- arse helmet, magic boy, or I'd have to use your wand....staff....er,whatever the crap you call that thing, against you.
Bradcorh: *clutches staff protectively* Mine!
O.o Er.... anyway, review please! ^_^ *points and whispers behind hand* Pssst! It's - down - there!
Bradcorh: Review it already, or she'll get mad! All our lives are in jeopardy when she gets mad!
Bradcorh: -_-' No more sugar for you, mistress.
You don't own me!
Bradcorh: And you don't own Yugioh. But you do own this story and me, and....
Aw, thank you, you just did the disclaimer, you clever monster! ^_^
Bradcorh: ^^' Kay..... anyway people just read!
Note: This chapter is being used for a test to see if I can make it italicize with HTML. If it doesn't work, then there will be annoying HTML marks where it is supposed to italicize all this chapter. iLike this./i
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The next morning....
Sakkira slowly awoke, becoming aware of a knocking at the door. "Mmmm....?" She curled up in the bed, and then she remembered where she was. She sat up. "Who is it?"
"It's me," came a small voice. "You need to get up and have breakfast."
"Yugi?"
"Yeah. Come on," he said. "You can get dressed, but hurry up. Grandpa's not going to wait forever."
"Erm.... okay, then," she said groggily, staggering out of the bed. As soon as her eyes adjusted to the light, she found the uniform that the school had mailed her when she was still in Egypt. She despised it, but she had gotten a boy's uniform just to avoid wearing one of those abominable skirts. (A/N: A little shout-out to Stori there...)
Behind her, she felt a strange sensation. She turned to face the slightly taller, more tanned form of her yami, Nakte.
"So, we finally meet face-to-face," she said, her voice echoing a bit as she was in spirit form. She looked rather intimidating, that is, until she smiled. Sakkira finally relaxed.
"Yes," Sakkira said. "By Ra, you look just like me!"
"You are my reincarnation," Nakte replied cooly, "so it seems that it is you who looks like me."
"True," Sakkira replied shortly. She got her uniform on, strangely not afraid to take off her pajamas in front of the Egyptian woman. "Have you met Yugi's...er...."
"Yami?" Nakte asked, finishing her sentence. "Of course I have, he's my pharaoh! And anyway, I talked to him yesterday."
"Oh. That's right," Sakkira said. She put her hand on the doorknob, and felt Nakte dematerialize and return to her Brace, whose Eye flashed slightly and grew warm.
As she entered the kitchen, she whiffed bacon. Her mouth watered. "Oh.... I love bacon! Where is it? I haven't had bacon in SO long!"
Yugi, who was sitting at the table, smiled and pointed to the plate on the counter. "It's almost ready." Sugoroku was cooking, and he waved to Sakkira and beckoned for her to sit down. She obeyed.
The spirit form of Yami leaned against the wall, immaterial and invisible to all but Yugi. Perhaps Sakkira could have seen him too, if she had known to look. Sakkira's own yami materialized behind her, and quickly took note of the pharaoh standing nearby. She smiled, and greeted him with a gesture that Yami figured was very polite in ancient Egypt. He waved to her, also smiling slightly, and she came nearer.
"Hello pharaoh-sama," she said happily.
"Hello, Nakte," Yami replied. "Sleep well?"
"Yes, I did. I've been in limbo or whatever so long I'd forgotten what sleep was like," she said. "That is what it was, wasn't it? Limbo?"
"Perhaps you could call it that," Yami said, shrugging. "Have you ever tasted this bacon stuff? It's fried pork, and it's possibly the most delicious, artery-clogging breakfast food known to modern man."
"Looks good, ahhh, smells good, too." Nakte's mouth was beginning to water, and the expression on her face was remarkably similar to that of her hikari's.
As the hikaris ate, the yamis looked on and savored the taste of it. (They could taste it as well.) Nakte was amazed at the deliciousness of the bacon, but she didn't get enough time to remark to Yami before she was forced to return to the Brace, since Sakkira was leaving the house to go to school.
When Sugoroku's pickup truck arrived at the school, Yugi thanked him for the ride and led Sakkira into her class. She was in the same class as Yugi, and a bunch of his friends' as well. She interacted well with most people, and the teachers, who albeit were not too fond of her exotic style, quickly came to like her. She was exceptional in English class, and did well in History too, even though they were doing American history, which she did not know all that much about. All in all, she didn't think the school was all that bad. She just wished she knew a little more American history. (A/N: _ Pathetic. That last paragraph was PATHETIC. -_- ;; Argh... I couldn't think of anything else to say! Don't kill me! *hides*)
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At lunch, many of the students got together and had small tournaments. Yugi didn't enter this one, since he'd practically been banned for being "too good", but it didn't stop him from watching. Sakkira watched beside him, Nakte in her spirit form in the middle, when suddenly they all noticed a tall figure across the courtyard grounds.
Yugi didn't say anything, but waved to him as he roamed closer. When Sakkira finally noticed who it was, a shock ran through her from Nakte. She was momentarily gripped with some invisible hand as Nakte, not meaning to be rude but in a state of hurried shock, spiritually shoved her aside and took control of her body. She stepped forward, Yugi not knowing it was not Sakkira because she didn't assume her own appearance. (A/N: Yes, she can control Sakkira's body without actually transforming. It's hard, but with a little guidance from Yami and Yugi, they had finally mastered it. On the bus, that is.) Only her voice had changed. It was deeper, but still feminine, and it was rich with the sound of confidence and royalty. She yelled out loud to the person who was watching the numerous duels going on.
"PRIEST! PRIEST SETH!"
Several people looked at Nakte curiously; Yugi finally noticed the way "Sakkira" was holding herself and realized that her yami had taken over. He went to her side, looking at her. It was definitely not Sakkira looking out of those eyes; they were not the curious friendly eyes of the girl he knew, no, these eyes were fiery, brave, and... something unreadable was in them. She was yelling at... Yugi started when he realized who it was she had directed her call to. It was Seto Kaiba!
"Seth!" Nakte ran to Kaiba's side, looking him straight in the eye. "We meet again! How long has it been?"
"And... who are you?" Kaiba was confused, but he still looked as stern as ever. "I don't know who you are. Now get off me."
"Drop the act, Seth. The servants have all died, and I have long past seen through that arrogant tough-guy show you put on in public. We're all alone now," Nakte said, touching Kaiba's forearm gently. He recoiled and drew back, away from this strange girl.
"My name is not Seth," he said, brows knotted. "It's Set-- er, Kaiba. You will remember that, and not call me that abominable name again." He was flushing madly, angry at himself that he had almost revealed his first name. Only Mokuba was allowed to call him Seto.
"Have you forgotten, Seth? Why are you acting this way?" She was stopped by Yugi, who touched her shoulder. She turned around, looking at him. "What? What did I do?"
"Sak... er, Nakte...." he said quietly, leading the reluctant priestess away, "That's not Seth, whoever he is. He's known as Seto Kaiba, but he likes to be called just Kaiba. Okay?"
"What? But he is the very image of the Pharaoh's cousin, the high priest Seth!"
"Maybe.... he's that guy's reincarnation," Yugi suggested. Suddenly a look of horror ran across his features at what he'd just said. That meant... Yugi and Kaiba were cousins! He looked at the tall, brown-haired duelist, who was currently "remarking" on an amateur duelist's style, and tried really hard to see himself in Kaiba's face. He didn't see it, so he tried to see Yami in his face, since Kaiba was always scowling, and Yami almost never looked all happy. Perhaps, just barely, he could see a faint trace of resemblance in the mouth, the jawline....
Yugi shook his head violently, trying to get the thought out of his head. Nakte was still staring fixedly at Kaiba, who felt her gaze and began to stare back, as if she were from the moon. She finally looked away, and turned to Yugi, looking rather sad. "Yugi!" she pleaded, "Why doesn't Seth remember me? I know that it is him, no one could look so much like him and not /I him! Has all that much time really passed?"
"Nakte," Yugi said, sighing exasperatedly, "that is not the same person you are thinking of. Everyone in Domino has a past life in Egypt, so, maybe Kaiba was that guy in his past life."
At that moment, Nakte was in such a state of confusion that she lowered her defenses; Sakkira saw this as an opportunity and snatched back control. As she opened her eyes again, she scowled. "Don't EVER use me without asking first!" she screamed out loud at the now-dormant Nakte. Some of the tournament-goers had paused their games to stare once again at her. She looked slightly embarrassed, then she scowled at them too, asking "What are you looking at, punks?" until they resumed their games.
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Once they were back at Yugi's house, Sakkira began to pack up, preparing for her homecoming that evening. When she had left her house the day before, she had borrowed her father's deck.
Yugi peeked his head into the door of the room Sakkira had slept in. "Sakkira, how would you like to--" He stopped when he saw her father's deck in her hand. "Oh! I thought you didn't have a deck!"
"I don't," she said, smiling sheepishly. "This is my dad's."
"Let me see." Yugi quickly sat down beside Sakkira on her bed and shuffled through her cards; there were many dragons. It wasn't a bad deck at all. "Nice," Yugi said. Sakkira smiled.
"I know, my father has been playing even longer than when we lived in Egypt."
"Wanna see mine?" Yugi offered, reaching into his pocket.
"Sure, I guess," Sakkira replied. Yugi handed her his treasured deck. She went through it, pausing a moment to look at his Dark Magician. "What a beautiful monster," she said, gazing at it in wonder. "My dad's always wanted a Dark Magician."
"It's my soul card," he responded, hinting that he wouldn't trade it.
"I see." She finished going through his deck, and went back and drew out the Dark Magician again. "It's so pretty...." Suddenly she looked startled, and the card fell from her hand to the floor as she let out a gasp. Yugi retrieved his card and looked at his friend in confusion. She was blowing on her hand, as if she'd touched a stove and burned it.
"What's wrong, Sakkira?"
Sakkira, who still looked very surprised, looked at his Dark Magician with brows knotted. "That card...." she paused, as if to gloss over her sanity for a moment before continuing. "It got really /i all of a sudden! It burnt my fingers!"
They both stared at the card for a moment, when Yugi as well was burnt by another flash of heat from the card. This time they let it lay on the floor, not afraid to pick it up but rather curious as to what was wrong. To their surprise, the card's image began to shimmer and quake. Within a moment, the form of the Dark Magician of the card was visible, becoming more and more physical by the second. His eyes were closed, but he still looked as alert as ever.
The two teens stared first at the card, then its inhabitant, then each other. Yugi noticed that Sakkira's Millennium Brace was glowing.
"Look, your Brace!" he whispered, pointing to her arm. She looked at it, and then her eyes widened as she caught sight of the shining Item on her arm.
"D'you think.... that it's the Brace that's doing.... that?" she asked, looking back at the solidifying Magician.
"I.... don't know," Yugi replied quietly.
The Magician was now completely solid, and Yugi looked at him hard. He was even more real than his duel disk hologram. Was it possible that the Millennium Brace had the power to enflesh monsters, to make them /I?
His eyes opened. They were amazingly blue, and they shifted from side to side. He looked at Yugi, and his eyes widened. "Master..." he said, once he tried to speak. "what has happened? There is no duel here." He looked below him; at his feet stood what was once his card. It now stood empty, a blank card. He looked nervous.
Yugi slowly stood up, taking in the full height of the Magician. He gently took the card out of his hand, looking at it. There was no sign that a monster had ever inhabited this card; it was fully clean.
Suddenly a memory surfaced: a tall, elderly, platinum-blonde-haired Dark Magician, looking with slight scorn in his red eyes as he studied a younger, normal-looking Magician. He spoke with his mind.
i/Do you have a name?/
/No,/ the younger, inexperienced Magician replied, /I have never been in a duel before./
/A monster's first duel determines his name,/ he replied./i
He remembered what that memory belonged to; it was the one called Nico, and the younger Bradcorh, discussing naming monsters. It had been almost three months since he'd seen either of them. He wondered where the winds of Destiny had blown them.
Yugi looked at his Dark Magician. "What is your name?" he asked him.
"I am not sure you can pronounce it, master," the Magician replied. Just what Nico had said... Yugi thought.
"Try me."
"My name," the Dark Magician said, "is Drayunis." (A/N: That's pronounced "Drah-you'-nis", mortals. ^_^)
"Ghidaran," Sakkira repeated quietly. "What does it mean?"
"It means 'loyal servant'," Drayunis said sheepishly.
They stood quietly for a moment.
"Well, want some burgers?" Sakkira said finally, changing the subject and lightening the mood at the same time.
Yugi smiled, somewhat relieved. "Sounds good," he said. "You're cooking."
"Burgers?" Daryunis asked, before he was led out of the bedroom. Yugi pocketed Drayunis' once-card, and the matter was soon forgotten as they ate their lunch.
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Yes! Yet another cheesy Magician name!
Bradcorh: ^_^ I was in this one!
Yep! I couldn't help but name this guy, I could NOT stand going through two chapters with a main character (at least for the moment) being known as "the Magician" again!
Bradcorh: It was a pain. -_- I was on the verge of rice threats when she named me.
RICE?!!! WHERE?!! *hides behind Bradcorh* Thank you, Bradcorh, for wearing such huge armor! ^_^' ....Annnnyway.... I know, I've named far too many monsters to be healthy, but I couldn't help it....
Bradcorh: Only three, mistress.
Three is a crowd. ^^' Not really. I have a lot of friends.
Bradcorh: You just can't see them!
.-_.- *glares at Bardcorh* You better be glad that you're wearing that big- arse helmet, magic boy, or I'd have to use your wand....staff....er,whatever the crap you call that thing, against you.
Bradcorh: *clutches staff protectively* Mine!
O.o Er.... anyway, review please! ^_^ *points and whispers behind hand* Pssst! It's - down - there!
Bradcorh: Review it already, or she'll get mad! All our lives are in jeopardy when she gets mad!