Mkay, this is my very random YGO fic, that doesn't have much of anything to do with YGO, 'cept one character name. Anywho, this was written cause I decided I should write or draw something once every day, to stay in practice, and I decided to see what everyone thought of this. Song is © to Tony Orlando and Dawn
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Knock three times....
Sherri sat alone in her apartment, relaxing on her bed and reading a bad romance novel. She sighed as she reached the ending, when Mariah finally realized that Brad loved her, wondering why she even read these books. She always identified with the main female- up till the end of the story, that is. In the end, they always got the men of their dreams. A happy ending she had yet to find.
Oh, what she would give to be one of those girls! Maybe Ami Winston, or Angel Blanco. Perhaps Jenny Jean, Bobbi Anne Stone, or Emmi Paul. Or, she grinned, Sherri Bakura. Her grin turned into an all out smile as she thought about the quiet, pale, charming young man living in the apartment directly below her. As if on cue, music floated up from Ryou's apartment. She glanced at the clock, noting it was 7:23, about the time he got home from his dance classes every day. This was his normal after class practice session.
As she listened to the music, as well as the light footsteps she'd trained herself to hear, a plan hatched itself in her mind. She hurriedly went through her CDs, tossing aside disk after disk until she found the one she wanted, her instrumental copy of Greatest Hits Blitz©. Next, she dug her stereo and speakers out from the pile of books and CD cases, and plugged her microphone in. She skipped to the song she wanted, making sure it was loud enough for Ryou to hear. As soon as the music started, she heard Ryou's cut off abruptly, and knew he was listening. She started singing in her normal clear, steady voice, mentally changing the song slightly.
"Hey boy what'cha doin' down there?
Dancing alone every night when I live right above you
I can hear your music playin'
I can feel your body swayin'
One floor below me,
You don't even know me,
I love you...
"Knock three times on the ceiling if you want me.
Twice on the pipe if the answer is no..."
(AN- sorry for the double space...... hates me)
She took a deep breath and cut the music off, knowing her point had been made, and muttering Ryou's name into the microphone to make sure that he knew who the song was for. Sighing, she played with her glossy, navy blue hair, waiting for his answer, imagining what she would do when she heard his three knocks. That's when she heard it.
Two loud, metallic clangs.
She hung her head, trudged back over and collapsed on the bed, then cracked open another romance novel
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A.N- this started out to be a one-shot, but due to popularity elsewhere, it will be continued, and have 5 chapters. 4 or which are written. 3 reviews and I'll post the next one .