Yay! A second chapter! I can't believe it!

First off, did you guess who Amethyst has a crush on? Check if you're right at the end of the chapter.

I shall do Reviewer Replies at the end of every chapter now, it's easier for me to write then.

Another note (sheesh, another!?) is that I have noticed lots of people have me on Author Alert and Fav Authors. It's really flattering, but it would also be nice to hear from you – it always helps to know your audience! Please, PLEASE drop a review. I am not saying this for more reviews, but I want to get to know you a little, okay?

And I forgot the disclaimer last chapter, so here it is: I do not own anything except the character of Amethyst, the little kitten and the story. Everything else belongs to their respective owners so; therefore, you cannot sue me. Ha Ha!

WARNING!! Queen's English bashing, language, Kaiba hatred, magic pixie sticks, PMSing and Ryou in a bunny suit. If you don't like it, don't read this.

AMETHYST'S POV

"Amethyst? Amethyst?" A young female voice called out her name. No... that's not Ryou's voice. Or Malik's. Well, it might be Malik's if he's had too many pixie sticks for lunch again. She opened her eyes. Amethyst seemed to be sitting on a tree branch of sorts in what looked like an English garden. In front of her was a small, black and white kitten, looking at the pages of her book. It was covered in blocks of writing.

"What use is a book without pictures or conversations? God that sounded weird..."

"AMETHYST!!" There was a yell from under the branch, and Amethyst looked below her. There, to her confusion, was Ishizu, Malik's sister. She was reading a book about the Egyptian God Phoenix.

"Ishizu?" she asked confusedly.

"No, I'm the Queen of Sheba. Of course I'm Ishizu. Now, stop playing with Dinah the cat and pay attention to your lessons Amethyst!" Ishizu yelled. "Ahem. Phoenix is a term for a fiery bird and lives on mountains..."

"How boring... this is even worse than school." Amethyst looked at herself. She was dressed in a purple dress that reached her knees and had purple high heels on. "Weird... I could have just sworn that I was coming home from school..." Suddenly, a white dash caught her eyes. She turned round to discover a white haired boy in a waistcoat that looked like –

"Ryou?" It WAS Ryou, but here he was wearing a very cute pair of bunny rabbit ears and a bunny rabbit tail. (AAAAWWWW!!) He pulled out an old-fashioned watch from his waistcoat pocket and gasped.

"By Jove and the Queen's mother, I'm going to be late!" Ryou raced off toward the stream. Amethyst got down from the branch and chased after him. Ignoring the yells from Ishizu telling her to come back, she jumped elegantly from stone to stone, just in time to see Ryou crawl into a rabbit hole.

"Ryou! Wait! What are you doing here!?" Amethyst bent over and crawled into the hole without thinking. It's so dark in here! She thought. How on earth am I ever to get out again? And why am I speaking the Queen's English? Amethyst was feeling her way through the tunnel. Her hand reached for the floor, but there was nothing there, and she tumbled down the hole. Oh shit!

Down and down she fell, voices of her friends calling out to her. Ryou, Marik, Malik... Bakura, Yugi, Yami... Tristan, Joey, Kaiba... Tea, Mai, Ishizu... Serenity, Duke... She put her hands to her ears to drown out the noise. More reasons to kill Kaiba later on.

THUD!! Amethyst landed on the ground. She jumped up and checked herself over. No, she wasn't hurt. And no, her skirt hadn't been ruined. Taking a look about her, she discovered that she was in a hall of sorts. There were doors lined up against the walls and they continued for a long way down the hall. Each of them had a brass doorknob and a key hole. Near the middle of the room, was a glass table. Carved in some sort of an Elvish style, the table-top reached up to Amethyst's waist and had an ornate key on the surface. She picked it up slowly and gazed at it. It must fit into at least one of these doors. Then I can get out of here and kick Kaiba into next millennia.

ONE HOUR LATER:

"YOU GOD-DAMNED DOOR! OPEN THIS INSTANT OR I SHALL THRASH YOU INTO PIECES!" Amethyst was pulling on the last door in the hallway with her feet on the door. All of a sudden she was flung back and the door was locked. Great. Now I'm stuck here for longer. She looked about her in desperation, with an ounce of hope something might happen. I wish there was another door to try. As soon as she thought that, she noticed a curtain right near the table. Drawing it back, she pushed the key into the lock of the tiny door behind it, and it fitted! Climbing down onto her stomach and peering through the door with one eye, she could see a beautiful garden.

Fountains were springing up from the neatly-trimmed hedges on the edge of a path. This path led up to what looked like a series of gardens, and behind the gardens was a castle. Wow. That's so... beautiful. I wish I was there. But the door is as small as Yugi, and that's saying something. Slowly she got up again and closed the door. As she placed the key sadly back on the table, near her hand was a glass vial with a label: 'Drink Me'.

"Hmm... that sounds so familiar. I've read this before, I think... Oh what the heck! I'll just drink it!" Amethyst lifted the bottle up and put it to her lips. In a matter of moments, she had drank the majority of the vial and she placed it on the floor. All of a sudden, she felt herself falling through the air. Her surroundings grew larger and larger, the ground rushing to her feet. But as soon as it happened, it stopped.

Moving very slowly to see whether she would grow smaller, Amethyst stood up and looked about her. She was about 5 inches high now, the perfect height to go through the door. She drew back the curtain (with much effort might I add) then reached for the doorknob.

"SHIT!!" Amethyst stamped her foot onto the floor – she had left the key on the table. She raced to the table, but it towered above her; there was no way in a monkey's chance of reaching it now. She slumped onto the floor and wailed. Great. Maybe I should keep a note of all the bad things I'm gonna do to Kaiba when I get back. 1. Kick him in the nuts. She took out a note book and pencil from her apron pocket and noted this down. "Where did those come from?"

Amethyst pencil rolled away from her and she looked for it. It lay on the floor near the table and a strange box. Odd. That wasn't there before. Opening the lid slowly, she could see little pixie-sticks with the words 'Eat Me' across the label. She examined them one by one, noting their colours. Finally, she chose a blackcurrant flavoured one and ate everything inside. The familiar sugar rush came this time with everything growing smaller and smaller, her head getting closer and closer to the roof. She closed her eyes and waited for the worst.

The pixie sticks wore off just as Amethyst's head thumped against the ceiling. Amethyst sulked and began to cry. Her PMS was kicking in again and soon there was a small pool at her feet. The water sloshed about her ankles and soaked her tights. Then something yelped, and it came from near the water's edge. It was Ryou again, looking feverishly at his watch and wiping his forehead. He saw Amethyst's foot at the pool side and he ran off in shock, leaving behind a fan and his white gloves. She looked about her, trying to listen for Ryou's footsteps along the hallway. Nothing. Silence. She was left here all alone in a mysterious world.


Another cliffy!

Will Amethyst ever get out of the hallway?

Will the fangirls chase after Ryou in a bunny outfit?

Will Young have another hit single?
Will Shakespeare used to write plays!

Don't mind that, insanity is slowly taking over me. XD

And for everyone else, Amethyst fancies... hmm, should I tell you? Nah, if you want to know send me an email or bother me in a review.

REVIEWER REPLIES!

Yume Yumi: Thanks for the list of (coughthealliancecough). It's helpful. And Yume should get more to say in reviews so: (pulls out duct tape from out of nowhere) Tada! (tries to tie Yumi's bag of sugar out from her reach – she's tied to her chair)