Rath- Thankies to reviewers (Nameless, Demmel, Crawford and Fire Gemron). I know someone out there reads my story.
Set- Still funny.
Rath- Okay, well, I hopeiyvhdjk ,m
Set- Still funny. ^_^
"Moron! Stop playing with my swirl chair!" Says a rather irritated Rath. I love the wheels on that thing. Uh, oh… *thwack*
Rath- You very well know that you deserved that. -_-()
-We do not own Yu-gi-ohb;ketaj h,
Set- I wanted to do the disclaimer!!
-We no own Yu-gi-oh-
Rath- "I HAD SAID, 'STOP PLAYING WITH THE DAMNED SWIRLEY CHAIR!'"
Ryou mostly stared down at his blue and white sneakers as they walked. Cedric, also, seemed the slightest bit thrown off by the meeting. He shrugged and slung his bag over his shoulder, whistling random notes into the air. They continued to walk as so, until a frustrated groan came from Cedric.
"Oh, come on. I know you're not mute, talk!" He said, strutting in front of Ryou, then walking backwards to make sure he could make eye contact. Ryou looked up and cocked his head slightly.
"About what?"
"Like what the hell is going on in the brain of yours." He smiled back, dropping back to Ryou and banging his fist slightly on Ryou's head. His white eyebrows furrowed and he smiled a bit. He opened his mouth to ask something but Cedric cut in, looking at a bleached cement building, surrounded by other teens.
"Here we are!" He laughed and went ahead, running to a familiar group of kids. They greeted him with laughs and claps on the back. It seems like something Jouno and Honda would do, Ryou noticed mentally. He didn't wish to admit so, but he did very much miss his old friends… He walked up slowly behind Cedric and stood there, watching their morning greeting rituals. The topic strayed off to last night's episode of a random show and Ryou followed as they walked into the building.
Cedric turned abruptly and grabbed Ryou's wrist, dragging him into the group.
"And here, my friends! I introduce to you, Bakura Ryou!" He announced, pretending to hold a microphone in the other hand. Ryou got various looks of welcome and some of irritation.
" So, you're the new kid, huh? That's cool, if you'd put it that way." A boy said, a glare on his face. He turned and walked to the window, brushing some black strands of hair from his eyes.
"He means, 'welcome'. Please, do ignore his storm like moods, he'll be like that. He suffers from morning sickness. " A tall boy with messy brown hair commented. He was pale, and freckled, but looked as though he liked to spend time climbing trees and such. He stuck out his hand also to shake Ryou's. A girl with long blond hair came bounding up, a laptop clutched to her and she stopped inches from crashing into Ryou.
"Good morning! My name's Ryo-ba! She smiled gleefully. Another girl came running behind her, fuming as best she could, mumbling about square roots of negative ones and such.
"Okay, so lemme introduce the group! This is Arata, Mariko, Isamu, Takehiko, Kazuko, Mimirou and you already know Ryo-Ba." Cedric said, sweeping his hand in the air, indicating all the teens he had just named.
Arata still stood by the window, but this time talking to himself and writing furiously on a piece of paper. I wonder what's up with him… Ryou thought as any sane person would, Arate did not seem like your average person… Mariko stood over his shoulder watching what he was writing and making occasional comments on the scribbles of writing. Isamu was singing a French song watching as Ryo-ba and Takehiko quarreled over math equations… Mimirou and Kazuko began to talk to Cedric and Ryou merely stood there, watching in awe at the sight.
They seem 'normal' enough, if you'd call it that… He thought. Isamu seems nice, as with Kazuko… But, Bakura would have to stay a secret, he had already caused enough commotion.
Did I now…?
/Y- yami? I-I didn't know that you were…/ Ryou stuttered in his mind, completely unaware of his Yami's presence.
I'm always in your thoughts, deal with it. They all seem fine, but careful. This town, itself seems odd, so watch your back. Bakura snapped back, the twinge of annoyance still there, but he seemed fine enough to speak with Ryou finally. But still that annoyance was only to cover the pain and misery that was on his shoulders. He just couldn't let Ryou know of such…
/A-alright. And Yami?/
What?
/I'm sorry for earlier, I didn't mean to offend you, I was just a bit frustrated…/ Bakura held back the urge to apologize himself, act normal, act normal… He kept repeating over and over to himself. Guilt clawed at him, he should be the one apologizing, not his Hikari…
Dun worry about it… Now snap back to reality, kid. You're drawing more attention to yourself than needed. Ryou phased back in the group with Kazuko in his face.
"We though you were dead or something! What's up with you?" She asked, the look of curiosity on her face. Ryou sweat-dropped and smiled.
"Sorry, just tired, thinking a bit…" She gave him a spectacle look then continued talking to Cedric. A loud bell rang into their ears and they all swarmed into a classroom along with a stampede of other students. Ryou followed their group into the far corner of the room. Roll call began, quite interestingly. Many answered with a simple 'here' but Cedric's group of friends seem to have their own answers…
"Arata." "Yo."
"Mariko." "Yes?"
"Isamu." "Is not here!"
"Takehiko." "Hallo!"
"Kazuko." Who chose to sing an American 3 Doors Down song.
"Mimirou." "What?"
"Ryo-Ba." "Good evening!"
"Cedric." "In the flesh!" Ryou himself answered a normal here and stared quizzically at the group Cedric chose to hang out with. Quite interesting people indeed... As homeroom came to an end they said their good byes and headed off in different directions.
"Okay, Ryou. So, you're in my section so that's good, Kazuko and Takehiko are with us also. Let's go to class now." The day proceeded at a slow pace, each class rather boring in its own special way, partially because it was mostly review from the mid-terms taken by the other students. History was the last subject of the day before they would have to go to sport. They entered and sat down, waiting for the arrival of the teacher.
Craven came in soon enough and the class began. He wrote How to Write Essays on the board and his gift was the unwilling groan of the class. He turned and smiled at them.
"Oh, believe me, all of you will need this! I took a good look at your essays on the civil war of Vietnam and, sorry to say, class and to put it bluntly, they were so bad, hell didn't want them. I'll hand them back here, and I want you all to take a good look at what I've written. You people are in well into high school and I'd expect more from you, come on people!" He scolded them.
"Go over them and ask questions that you may have. We will spend this class figuring out the elements of an essay and what you need to have! After this class I expect no more crap like this!" Ryou sat there, looking at his hands and pencil, bored out of his mind. He heard footsteps coming towards him and he snapped his head up. Craven stood in front of him, smiling.
'So, Ryou, I'm glad to see you here! How's it been so far?"
'Oh, um, alright…"
"Well, that's good… Take care of yourself." He smiled eerily and slapped his back. Several hands raised up and Craven went to attend to them. Ryou sat there, more uncomfortable than before. Was Craven implying anything? Was there something he didn't know? Or something he did…
Rath- Okay, hope you all liked it! I made sure this one was much longer than the last chap! What shall I do to Ryou and Bakura next? ^_^ You'll have to find out in the next chap!
Set- Yes, of course. The new chap. Will be up soon.
Rath- Oh, also, here are a few notes. I think I may start another story, humor and drama genres, with the life of Mokuba and Seto Kaiba, acting like, well normal brothers. Waddya guys think? Tell me in the reviews okay? I've got a few ideas, so if any of you like the Seto and Mokuba fics (like Spiritless or in general), this'll be fine (with a bit more humor of course. ^_^)
Set- Yeah, oh, and should we also stop writing What May Rise? Respond in reviews, people.
Rath- Okay, then, thankies and ja ne! ^_^
Set- Later.