Saiai Tokoya: Woot, Chappie 2!
Amane: Saiai san, this spirit is getting annoying.
Saiai Tokoya: Don't worry he'll cooperate soon enough.
Amane: Oh also, Marikschild2117, thanks for the idea, Saiai san totally apperciates the help. Although it doesn't follow the exact idea, she likes the dream thing! Arigatoo!
Saiai Tokoya: Trueness! Also, I want to note, this isn't the Yami Bakura...this is Dourobou Bakura. The actual person from Egypt. I just wanted to make that clear, and also he might seem lil OOC. Anyways, Donyoku....DISCLAIMER!
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Disclaimer:
Donyoku: Moron over here does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! cuz if she did...she'd ruin it...and the story would suck and...
Saiai Tokoya: On with the fic!
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Amane stomped over to her bedroom door.
"Leave me alone!" She slammed the door shut so she could no longer hear her mother's annoying voice. Once more her mother was lecturing her daughters in the ways of being a proper, young lady. "All she does is complain! About everything!" She threw her school bag on to her bed, and started to change out of her school uniform.
"I hate skirts." She quickly put on a pair of faded jeans, feeling alot more comfortable. The negative emotions of Amane was enough to wake the spirit from its slumber inside the indicator. 'That woman...' The indicator started to flop around on the board that hid under Amane's bed. The little clinking noise came to Amane's ear. "Huh?" She looked about her room, trying to find what could be causing such a noise.
"The Ouija Board!" Amane came to the realization and dove under the bed. She reached out to grab the indicator, but it jumped out of her way.
"Why is it...moving?" How could the indicator move without her asking a question. 'I think I might have a problem on my hands.' She was finalyl able to grasp the figiting object in her hands. Quickly pulling the board out from under the bed, she set the indicator down on it.
"I um...I'm sorry about last night, I didn't mean to just throw you like that. Are you mad at me?" She didn't want to anger the spirit more than it probably was.
/Such Disrespect./
"Please, don't be upset, I'm really really sorry!"
/Are You Going To Release Me?/
Amane became a little peeved with her spirit, "N-no, I'm not going too. There is so much I want to know. I love Egypt's past and I want to know everything you know."
The indicator didn't move for a couple minutes. "S-spirit..."
/Must You Know My Name?/
"Yes, please tell me. It be alot nicer than saying Spirit all the time now wouldn't it." Amane let out a soft, heart warming giggle.
/Very Well/
She once more waited for the indicator to move. "Well? What is it?"
The indicator slowly moved to the first letter, B, then faster then the blink of an eye zoomed around the board, hitting five other letters. "What on earth was that?" Amane could only make out two of the five letters the indicator showed. "All I got was a B, an A, and a R."
/I Told You My Name/
On the inside, the spirit was snickering at his clever trick. In truth, he did tell her his name. But it was up to her to figure it out.
"Come on Spirit be reasonable!" Amane couldn't help herself as she lifted her hand and smacked at the indicator. But to her surprise, the indicator, which now laid on it's back, popped right back into it's original place. Then, before Amane could know what hit her, the indicator jumped up and smacked her right in the face. Amane's hands quickly went to cover her nose.
"What the...how dare you!" She knew this was the power of the spirit.
/You Struck Me/
"Oh you deserved it! For being so...so...arrogant!"
/I Had Every Right No One Strikes Me In Anyway And Gets Away With It/
Amane took a deep breathe. 'Okay...okay time to calm down Amane. It probably just wants you to get upset. Can't let it win.'
"Alright, we got off to a bad start. Let's try this again and be normal about this okay? My name is Amane." She was about ready to put her hand out, when she remembered she wasn't talking to an actual person. The indicator once more moved to the letter B. Then slowly to the letter A. Darted over to K. Jumped over to U. Zig zagged over to R. Then flopped back over to A. Amane's eyes widen. "B-bakura? How can that be? That is my last name and it's clearly a Japanese name! How can you name be Bakura!"
/You Wanted To Know My Name And Now You Complain About It/
"I'm sorry, I'm on how you name could be my last name."
/Does It Really Matter/
Amane thought for a minute. Did it really? It was nothing more than a coincidence. So no it didn't. "No, I guess your right, it doesn't." Amane smiled.
"Well, Bakura, I'm sure here on out, you're going to be a good spirit for me right?"
/If I Wanted Too/
"Ohh you..." Amane's attention was brought over to her bedroom door which someone had knocked on. "Amane, it's time for dinner."
"I umm...okay Ryou, I'll be right down!" Amane glared at her ouija board. "You will behave!" she pushed the blasted thing back under her bed. 'Now I know his name. It still puzzles me why it's the same as my last. Oh what does it matter.' She skipped over to her bedroom, and once more left the spirit alone.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Saiai Tokoya: ::is in the middle of huggling Ryou:: Alright, chappie 2 down! Please R & R and No Flames
