SK:...WAHHHHHH! I only have a few reviews. Not that I'm being greedy,
but...WAHHHHHH! Skyla Doragono gets 46 reviews for one chapter of Dawn of Fate
(great story), yet I get five? (Although Skyla-san is a better writer than I am). Come
on people, have pity on a desperate review whore. I need reviews. I can not live
without them. My lack of reviews is eating me alive.
Bakura: Pitiful...just pitiful.
Yami Malik: Why degrade yourself by groveling.
SK: demon voice/eyes glow red. LEAVE ME BE! And as for Kalie, Dan-Dan, Martina, Alina, Luci, and Mikey-boy (OMG I've become Pegasus): REVIEW OR FEEL THE WRATH OF THE POWER-HUNGRY OBSESSIVE OTAKU!
Yami Malik: Don't yell at me, dammit! I am evil personified. No mere mortal can intimidate me...unless they're carrying a two and a half foot katana...bye-bye! runs for dear life with SK close on his heels
SK: comes back with a big grin on her face
Yuugi: I'm still not talking to you, you evil Anzu-killer. I was going to marry her...and have forty kids with her...and we'd go to Disney World.
Yami: I hate to break it to you hikari, but she wanted me, not you.
Yuugi:huge tear-filled eyesWaaaahhhh! runs away crying
Bakura: Ha-ha! Damn pansy.
Count D: And what, may I ask, is wrong with pansies? They're quite beautiful flowers.
Leon: Damn skirt.
Count D:smacks Leon with a glove I hereby challenge thee to a duel.
SK:--; If anyone wants me to write the result of the duel, write a review stating that. Remember, read and review, my friends.
NOTE: I've decided to insert a little bit of Pet Shop of Horrors in here and the theme of this fic will be Tourniquet by Evanescence.
NOTE 2:Bakura's nickname for Panseru (Yami) will be Pansuto-sama, which means pantyhose-sama. I will be publishing a one-shot fic explaining that nickname very soon...hopefully.
SK: For this fic, Ryou will have his voice from the American version, that is to say an English accent. Sorry, but I think it's kinda sexy. ## What? I find most accents attractive.
Ryou#
Shaadi:-- What about my accent?
SK: Don't worry. You're yummy too...under all those robes and that turban. Hell, I bet you' d look great in leather.
Chapter Two: Death I tried to kill the pain, but only brought more...so much more.
I lay dying and I'm pouring crimson regrets and betrayal.
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming Am I too lost to be saved? Am I too lost?
Jounochi's POV
Oh fuck. I woke up this morning to find myself on the floor tangled up with Anzu's dead body, laying in a puddle of blood. My first thought was, "why am I laying naked next to Anzu?"The last thing I remembered was looking into my bathroom mirror...where I saw a pair of lavender eyes. Then I realized Anzu was cold and bloody. I threw on my clothes and ran the hell out of the house as fast as my legs could carry me. I jumped into the shower fully clothed the second I got into my house. When I got out two hours later, the heat had made the mirror fog up...where I saw words written. In blood. "Did you enjoy that?" I went frikin' insane. So the first thing I did was go into my father's room. He wasn't in it and had probably gone out drinking and passed out in a bar. I slid his dresser drawer out and slid my hand up the inside. I felt my hand slide against cool metal. Squeezing firmly, I pulled it off of its makeshift shelf. I pointed it towards my eye, looking down the barrel of the gun. So now I'm sitting on the floor, turning it over in my hands and wondering whether to do it or not. If I don't I'll probably get caught for what I did to Anzu. Then it'll be life, injection or the chair. I don't want to go to jail...
Despair frowned."Death, must you continue to bring those under my control to ruin?"
Death raised her eyebrow and began to absentmindedly twirl her staff with her right hand.
" Don't harass me. Blame Delirium. She's been having a field day since that spirit was released from the shadow realm. As a matter of fact, I think she was the one that set him free."
Dream adjusted his cape and sighed from his throne."Have you naught else to do but interfere with the lives of worthless mortals?"
Despair narrowed her eyes."Brother, you aught not be so liberal with your tongue. It may get cut out. Besides, who are you to tell us not to interfere with mortals when it was you who fell in love with one. I believe that sending a woman to hell, releasing her, then reincarnating her counts as 'interference'.
Dream leaned forward in his throne, black eyes seemingly turning red with rage."SILENCE! Who are YOU to question ME!I have the last word in EVERYTHING!" He stalked out of the room, his silver cape billowing behind him.
"Oooooooooooh. You made him mad....do you think mushroom and sock flavored ice cream would make him feel better?"
"No, Delirium. It would not."
Destiny glided into the throne room."Has anyone seen Destruction?"
Death shook her head." I haven't, but I have the feeling we'll be seeing him again very soon, and that I'll have a lot of work to do.
Sirens wailed from a short distance, giving Yuugi the oddest sense of foreboding. He looked outside to find that they were passing his house and stopping a few blocks away. He threw on his jacket and stepped into the brisk morning air. He started slowly, moving more quickly as he realized that the police cars and ambulances were all stopping on Jounochi's block. Finally reaching his destination, he saw swarms of police going in and out of Jou's house.
Tears began to roll down his cheeks.
"Oh my God. Jou's dead. He's dead and soon they'll all be gone. And then me."
He moved closer, trying to get into the house. An officer shooed him away, muttering about not allowing civilians to enter crime scenes. Distraught, he made his way back to his home, forgetting to lock the front door in his sorrow. He noticed that his grandfather had closed the shop up early, most likely in grievance. Within two hours, he had found out about the deaths of two of his best friends. He began to shuffle up the stairs, but as an afterthought decided to go to Ryou's house. Ever since Battle City, he and Ryou had become good friends. Bakura had been temporarily banished to the shadow realm, but Ryou felt guilty and brought him back. Bakura had been grateful, and over the past year had become quite close to his corporeal counterpart. Now, they were almost as friendly as he was with Yami.
He was approaching the driveway of his friend when the door swung open and someone walked out. It took him a few moments to realize that it was a man, not a woman, who exited. He waved goodbye to Ryou, then made his way past the gate. From a distance, he smiled eerily at Yuugi, but continued without a word. An amber eye followed him as he walked toward Ryou. Recognizing him, Ryou grinned, then called out.
"Hullo, Yuugi. What's with the downcast expression? You look like you just lost your best chum."
He held open the door and ushered Yuugi into the living room. They both sat on the plush sofa and Ryou stretched out. Surprised at the absence of a smile, he abandoned his nonchalant smile for a serious expression.
"Yuugi, what happened?"
Yuugi looked up, and took a breath."I did. I guess you didn't watch the news today. Jounochi's and Anzu are dead."
Ryou gasped."Bloody hell."
"Bloody indeed. Anzu was found in a pool of it, but I don't know about Jou. The police turned me away from his door."
Ryou began to tremble, and stood up shakily." I-I'll go make some tea. Chamomile, I think.
The Millennium ring glowed, and Bakura separated from Ryou.
"Sorry if I seem uncaring and all that crap, but I gotta talk to Pansuto-sama. It's an emergency."
Yuugi nodded, then closed his eyes as the Eye of the Wisdom of Darkness appeared on his forehead. The diminutive boy's body language changed from that of prey to a slightly psychotic predator.
"What is it that you wish to discuss with me?"asked the demonic Yuugi.
"For the past month, there has been a disturbance in the shadow realm. Strange amounts of shadow magic collecting in odd places, then vanishing. Dark Necrophilia suspects that someone may have broken out of the shadow realm, and now my fears are confirmed." "What do you mean?"
"Tell me, Panseru. Who in the shadow realm would want to kill both Anzu and Jounouchi? Who would want to cause them suffering? And who would be powerful enough to break out? What one person do we know that has formidable power, even without a Millennium item?"
Panseru racked his mind for an answer, and was horrified by what he came up with. "Oh Ra. You don't mean to say that...Yami Malik has returned?"
"Indeed. And he's coming after all of us for revenge. I have been to the shadow realm, Panseru. I know what it does to people. And though I was insane when I went in, I was nowhere near as psychotic as he. The shadow realm feeds off of hate. If he were able to gather the strength from his hatred of us, he would become powerful enough to escape. Even without a body, possessing one is simple. I have done so multiple times."
"But that would mean that our hikaris and us are in danger as well. We our abilities, try to send him back from whence he came."
"That would be ideal, but as I said during Battle City; evil never dies. And Yami Malik is true evil; he was created by the Malik's hatred. That would explain why he was able to escape the shadow realm so quickly. For most others, it takes centuries, but he is pure hate-"
"So he would be able to feed off of his own feelings. Which would mean that not only is he out, but stronger than ever before. Even when he was weaker I had a difficult time defeating him, how will I do so this time?"
"Last time I was against you. This time, you'll have the aid of the thief king Bakura at your disposal."
Panseru smirked."A bit pompous of our abilities, are we? No matter. You are quite right. And if only for my hikari's sake, I want revenge. I couldn't stand that Anzu, but aibo did."
"Very well. Uniting our shadow powers will be helpful, but it probably won't be enough. The man that you saw walk out of the house about five minutes ago will definitely be able to help, although I shudder to think how. His name's Count D."
"Someone that frightens you? I do believe we'd become quite good friends."
Bakura growled."He doesn't scare me, but he is a bit creepy. Have you seen his smile? It's like he can see into your soul. And he isn't evil, but he judges completely indiscriminately. If you break his contract, no matter why, you always end up miserable and sometimes end up dead."
"If he could really see into souls, he would know better than to fraternize with you."
Ryou edged nervously into the room and poured two cups full with hot water. His hands were shaking so much that he almost spilled the water on himself. Bakura rolled his eyes at his lighter half, who then left the room again.
"Pitiful, isn't it? My reincarnation being so weak, I mean. Honestly, he looks like and fights like a girl. I've tried to toughen him up, to no avail."
Panseru looked at Bakura, slightly annoyed."Aren't you forgetting something? Like contacting that she-man friend of yours?"
"Oh trust me, he's all male. Exactly how I know, I won't tell. All I'll say is it involved a bottle of sake, a pool and a certain Totetsu."
Ryou wailed from the kitchen."Bloody hell. What the hell is wrong with you? Two people just died, and you're talking about seeing girly men naked? Have you no hearts?"
Both spirits looked up.
Bakura sighed. "Nope. In case you'd forgotten, oh brilliant one: we're dead. And the form I'm in is transparent. Pansuto-sama doesn't have a heart either, he's just borrowing it from starfish headed munchkin." During the tomb robber's little speech, Panseru glared daggers at him for his new nicknames for Yuugi and him.
"Okay, let's go visit D dearest. And you know, to this day I don't know what the D stands for. It may be "Dracula". I sure as hell wouldn't put it past him."
Against his protests, Bakura assumed control of Ryou's body and they walked out of the door.
My god, my Tourniquet (return to me salvation)
My god, my Tourniquet (return to me salvation)
Do you remember me, lost for so long?
Will you be on the other side or will you forget me?
SK: Creepy song, huh? I was listening to it throughout the entire chapter. I kept MusicMatch Jukebox on repeat for about an hour. My mom kept telling me to "stop playing that pagan music". Whatever.
Malik: If she thinks that that's pagan, what will she think of me. I worship ancient Egyptian gods and shit.
SK: I was halfway through an oil painting of Anubis that almost looked real, but my mom threw it out claiming it was idolatry. infuriated howl
Kurama: And the fox doth howl. Yuusuke: Do foxes even howl?
Bakura: Why are you here? Are you even in this story?
Yuusuke: No...but Kurama's in the ending thingy, so I am too.
SK: Sorry Yu-kun, but Kurama's one of my 72 muses, so I have to have him here. You're not because you have Keiko. And I DO my muses...so you can't be one...cuz' you'd be cheating on Keiko.
Yuusuke;; Okay....I'll just sit in the corner...crying...and smoking [1]...remember readers, read and review. One more thing...SK's sorry she hadn't updated in so long. She lost inspiration, not to mention her over-religious mother wouldn't leave SK's bedroom. (She's always reading SK's manga and going through her computer files...that's why she puts them into a compresses folder and password protects it.) SK couldn't type because even though she tried to do it after her mom was asleep, her mom still bitched and made her go to sleep at midnight. She doesn't even start to get creative until then, so it's been hell. Seriously, you'd think she was ten or something. Keiko: YUUSUKE! WHERE ARE YOU? YOU BETTER NOT BE TRYING TO GROPE SK AGAIN.
Yuusuke: runs like hell
Hiei: Heh-heh-heh. Stupid ningen.
[1] I don't like smoking, it's just something that Yuusuke does when he wants to unwind. Read Yu Yu Hakusho for proof.
Definitions Otaku-someone obsessed with something (usually anime)
Katana-a type of Samurai sword Hikari-light Aibo-Partner (associate/buddy)
Dark Necrophilia-Bakura's favorite card Totetsu-Japanese manticore Ningen-Human
Bakura: Pitiful...just pitiful.
Yami Malik: Why degrade yourself by groveling.
SK: demon voice/eyes glow red. LEAVE ME BE! And as for Kalie, Dan-Dan, Martina, Alina, Luci, and Mikey-boy (OMG I've become Pegasus): REVIEW OR FEEL THE WRATH OF THE POWER-HUNGRY OBSESSIVE OTAKU!
Yami Malik: Don't yell at me, dammit! I am evil personified. No mere mortal can intimidate me...unless they're carrying a two and a half foot katana...bye-bye! runs for dear life with SK close on his heels
SK: comes back with a big grin on her face
Yuugi: I'm still not talking to you, you evil Anzu-killer. I was going to marry her...and have forty kids with her...and we'd go to Disney World.
Yami: I hate to break it to you hikari, but she wanted me, not you.
Yuugi:huge tear-filled eyesWaaaahhhh! runs away crying
Bakura: Ha-ha! Damn pansy.
Count D: And what, may I ask, is wrong with pansies? They're quite beautiful flowers.
Leon: Damn skirt.
Count D:smacks Leon with a glove I hereby challenge thee to a duel.
SK:--; If anyone wants me to write the result of the duel, write a review stating that. Remember, read and review, my friends.
NOTE: I've decided to insert a little bit of Pet Shop of Horrors in here and the theme of this fic will be Tourniquet by Evanescence.
NOTE 2:Bakura's nickname for Panseru (Yami) will be Pansuto-sama, which means pantyhose-sama. I will be publishing a one-shot fic explaining that nickname very soon...hopefully.
SK: For this fic, Ryou will have his voice from the American version, that is to say an English accent. Sorry, but I think it's kinda sexy. ## What? I find most accents attractive.
Ryou#
Shaadi:-- What about my accent?
SK: Don't worry. You're yummy too...under all those robes and that turban. Hell, I bet you' d look great in leather.
Chapter Two: Death I tried to kill the pain, but only brought more...so much more.
I lay dying and I'm pouring crimson regrets and betrayal.
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming Am I too lost to be saved? Am I too lost?
Jounochi's POV
Oh fuck. I woke up this morning to find myself on the floor tangled up with Anzu's dead body, laying in a puddle of blood. My first thought was, "why am I laying naked next to Anzu?"The last thing I remembered was looking into my bathroom mirror...where I saw a pair of lavender eyes. Then I realized Anzu was cold and bloody. I threw on my clothes and ran the hell out of the house as fast as my legs could carry me. I jumped into the shower fully clothed the second I got into my house. When I got out two hours later, the heat had made the mirror fog up...where I saw words written. In blood. "Did you enjoy that?" I went frikin' insane. So the first thing I did was go into my father's room. He wasn't in it and had probably gone out drinking and passed out in a bar. I slid his dresser drawer out and slid my hand up the inside. I felt my hand slide against cool metal. Squeezing firmly, I pulled it off of its makeshift shelf. I pointed it towards my eye, looking down the barrel of the gun. So now I'm sitting on the floor, turning it over in my hands and wondering whether to do it or not. If I don't I'll probably get caught for what I did to Anzu. Then it'll be life, injection or the chair. I don't want to go to jail...
Despair frowned."Death, must you continue to bring those under my control to ruin?"
Death raised her eyebrow and began to absentmindedly twirl her staff with her right hand.
" Don't harass me. Blame Delirium. She's been having a field day since that spirit was released from the shadow realm. As a matter of fact, I think she was the one that set him free."
Dream adjusted his cape and sighed from his throne."Have you naught else to do but interfere with the lives of worthless mortals?"
Despair narrowed her eyes."Brother, you aught not be so liberal with your tongue. It may get cut out. Besides, who are you to tell us not to interfere with mortals when it was you who fell in love with one. I believe that sending a woman to hell, releasing her, then reincarnating her counts as 'interference'.
Dream leaned forward in his throne, black eyes seemingly turning red with rage."SILENCE! Who are YOU to question ME!I have the last word in EVERYTHING!" He stalked out of the room, his silver cape billowing behind him.
"Oooooooooooh. You made him mad....do you think mushroom and sock flavored ice cream would make him feel better?"
"No, Delirium. It would not."
Destiny glided into the throne room."Has anyone seen Destruction?"
Death shook her head." I haven't, but I have the feeling we'll be seeing him again very soon, and that I'll have a lot of work to do.
Sirens wailed from a short distance, giving Yuugi the oddest sense of foreboding. He looked outside to find that they were passing his house and stopping a few blocks away. He threw on his jacket and stepped into the brisk morning air. He started slowly, moving more quickly as he realized that the police cars and ambulances were all stopping on Jounochi's block. Finally reaching his destination, he saw swarms of police going in and out of Jou's house.
Tears began to roll down his cheeks.
"Oh my God. Jou's dead. He's dead and soon they'll all be gone. And then me."
He moved closer, trying to get into the house. An officer shooed him away, muttering about not allowing civilians to enter crime scenes. Distraught, he made his way back to his home, forgetting to lock the front door in his sorrow. He noticed that his grandfather had closed the shop up early, most likely in grievance. Within two hours, he had found out about the deaths of two of his best friends. He began to shuffle up the stairs, but as an afterthought decided to go to Ryou's house. Ever since Battle City, he and Ryou had become good friends. Bakura had been temporarily banished to the shadow realm, but Ryou felt guilty and brought him back. Bakura had been grateful, and over the past year had become quite close to his corporeal counterpart. Now, they were almost as friendly as he was with Yami.
He was approaching the driveway of his friend when the door swung open and someone walked out. It took him a few moments to realize that it was a man, not a woman, who exited. He waved goodbye to Ryou, then made his way past the gate. From a distance, he smiled eerily at Yuugi, but continued without a word. An amber eye followed him as he walked toward Ryou. Recognizing him, Ryou grinned, then called out.
"Hullo, Yuugi. What's with the downcast expression? You look like you just lost your best chum."
He held open the door and ushered Yuugi into the living room. They both sat on the plush sofa and Ryou stretched out. Surprised at the absence of a smile, he abandoned his nonchalant smile for a serious expression.
"Yuugi, what happened?"
Yuugi looked up, and took a breath."I did. I guess you didn't watch the news today. Jounochi's and Anzu are dead."
Ryou gasped."Bloody hell."
"Bloody indeed. Anzu was found in a pool of it, but I don't know about Jou. The police turned me away from his door."
Ryou began to tremble, and stood up shakily." I-I'll go make some tea. Chamomile, I think.
The Millennium ring glowed, and Bakura separated from Ryou.
"Sorry if I seem uncaring and all that crap, but I gotta talk to Pansuto-sama. It's an emergency."
Yuugi nodded, then closed his eyes as the Eye of the Wisdom of Darkness appeared on his forehead. The diminutive boy's body language changed from that of prey to a slightly psychotic predator.
"What is it that you wish to discuss with me?"asked the demonic Yuugi.
"For the past month, there has been a disturbance in the shadow realm. Strange amounts of shadow magic collecting in odd places, then vanishing. Dark Necrophilia suspects that someone may have broken out of the shadow realm, and now my fears are confirmed." "What do you mean?"
"Tell me, Panseru. Who in the shadow realm would want to kill both Anzu and Jounouchi? Who would want to cause them suffering? And who would be powerful enough to break out? What one person do we know that has formidable power, even without a Millennium item?"
Panseru racked his mind for an answer, and was horrified by what he came up with. "Oh Ra. You don't mean to say that...Yami Malik has returned?"
"Indeed. And he's coming after all of us for revenge. I have been to the shadow realm, Panseru. I know what it does to people. And though I was insane when I went in, I was nowhere near as psychotic as he. The shadow realm feeds off of hate. If he were able to gather the strength from his hatred of us, he would become powerful enough to escape. Even without a body, possessing one is simple. I have done so multiple times."
"But that would mean that our hikaris and us are in danger as well. We our abilities, try to send him back from whence he came."
"That would be ideal, but as I said during Battle City; evil never dies. And Yami Malik is true evil; he was created by the Malik's hatred. That would explain why he was able to escape the shadow realm so quickly. For most others, it takes centuries, but he is pure hate-"
"So he would be able to feed off of his own feelings. Which would mean that not only is he out, but stronger than ever before. Even when he was weaker I had a difficult time defeating him, how will I do so this time?"
"Last time I was against you. This time, you'll have the aid of the thief king Bakura at your disposal."
Panseru smirked."A bit pompous of our abilities, are we? No matter. You are quite right. And if only for my hikari's sake, I want revenge. I couldn't stand that Anzu, but aibo did."
"Very well. Uniting our shadow powers will be helpful, but it probably won't be enough. The man that you saw walk out of the house about five minutes ago will definitely be able to help, although I shudder to think how. His name's Count D."
"Someone that frightens you? I do believe we'd become quite good friends."
Bakura growled."He doesn't scare me, but he is a bit creepy. Have you seen his smile? It's like he can see into your soul. And he isn't evil, but he judges completely indiscriminately. If you break his contract, no matter why, you always end up miserable and sometimes end up dead."
"If he could really see into souls, he would know better than to fraternize with you."
Ryou edged nervously into the room and poured two cups full with hot water. His hands were shaking so much that he almost spilled the water on himself. Bakura rolled his eyes at his lighter half, who then left the room again.
"Pitiful, isn't it? My reincarnation being so weak, I mean. Honestly, he looks like and fights like a girl. I've tried to toughen him up, to no avail."
Panseru looked at Bakura, slightly annoyed."Aren't you forgetting something? Like contacting that she-man friend of yours?"
"Oh trust me, he's all male. Exactly how I know, I won't tell. All I'll say is it involved a bottle of sake, a pool and a certain Totetsu."
Ryou wailed from the kitchen."Bloody hell. What the hell is wrong with you? Two people just died, and you're talking about seeing girly men naked? Have you no hearts?"
Both spirits looked up.
Bakura sighed. "Nope. In case you'd forgotten, oh brilliant one: we're dead. And the form I'm in is transparent. Pansuto-sama doesn't have a heart either, he's just borrowing it from starfish headed munchkin." During the tomb robber's little speech, Panseru glared daggers at him for his new nicknames for Yuugi and him.
"Okay, let's go visit D dearest. And you know, to this day I don't know what the D stands for. It may be "Dracula". I sure as hell wouldn't put it past him."
Against his protests, Bakura assumed control of Ryou's body and they walked out of the door.
My god, my Tourniquet (return to me salvation)
My god, my Tourniquet (return to me salvation)
Do you remember me, lost for so long?
Will you be on the other side or will you forget me?
SK: Creepy song, huh? I was listening to it throughout the entire chapter. I kept MusicMatch Jukebox on repeat for about an hour. My mom kept telling me to "stop playing that pagan music". Whatever.
Malik: If she thinks that that's pagan, what will she think of me. I worship ancient Egyptian gods and shit.
SK: I was halfway through an oil painting of Anubis that almost looked real, but my mom threw it out claiming it was idolatry. infuriated howl
Kurama: And the fox doth howl. Yuusuke: Do foxes even howl?
Bakura: Why are you here? Are you even in this story?
Yuusuke: No...but Kurama's in the ending thingy, so I am too.
SK: Sorry Yu-kun, but Kurama's one of my 72 muses, so I have to have him here. You're not because you have Keiko. And I DO my muses...so you can't be one...cuz' you'd be cheating on Keiko.
Yuusuke;; Okay....I'll just sit in the corner...crying...and smoking [1]...remember readers, read and review. One more thing...SK's sorry she hadn't updated in so long. She lost inspiration, not to mention her over-religious mother wouldn't leave SK's bedroom. (She's always reading SK's manga and going through her computer files...that's why she puts them into a compresses folder and password protects it.) SK couldn't type because even though she tried to do it after her mom was asleep, her mom still bitched and made her go to sleep at midnight. She doesn't even start to get creative until then, so it's been hell. Seriously, you'd think she was ten or something. Keiko: YUUSUKE! WHERE ARE YOU? YOU BETTER NOT BE TRYING TO GROPE SK AGAIN.
Yuusuke: runs like hell
Hiei: Heh-heh-heh. Stupid ningen.
[1] I don't like smoking, it's just something that Yuusuke does when he wants to unwind. Read Yu Yu Hakusho for proof.
Definitions Otaku-someone obsessed with something (usually anime)
Katana-a type of Samurai sword Hikari-light Aibo-Partner (associate/buddy)
Dark Necrophilia-Bakura's favorite card Totetsu-Japanese manticore Ningen-Human