Xiaolang's Ying Fa: I'm back!!! Konnichiwa!! Introducing…*fake drumroll* Sakari's and Hikari's Christmas Fic!! *fake audience cheering* Yay! Now this fic was supposed to be really deep and filled with angst…I dunno what happened…Erm…Oh well! It's still worth reading because it's a KAIJOU!! We LOVE Kaijou! YAY! So, no delay! Onto the goods!
Disclaimer: We do not own the characters on Yuugi-ou even though we'd like to…We do however own our characters Hikari Warui and Sakari Setsuya.
I will mark when we switch authors ok? Like this: ** every time you see those know its switching authors. Xiaolang's Ying Fa starts out first!
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~*~Jounouchi's POV~*~
Hm…It's been a while since I've been able to enjoy the small things like this…I sigh as I slip into the steaming hot water in the bathtub. It's hot and scorching my skin a bright red. I acknowledge the pain I am supposed to feel…but I don't. My pain is my sanctuary. My temple…my haven. It's the only way to get away…I sigh again as I draw a long thin line across the flesh of my arm with the razor I had picked up. The blood oozes out and down my hand as I hold it away from the water. It drips from my finger tips and falls onto the cold tile ground. I can always clean it up alter. For as long as I can remember…I've been fascinated by my blood. The way it looks, seeping from my body, leaving me drained…the color…vivid crimson…a beautiful color…the smell…scent of iron and copper…the scent stains my tongue…forever I taste it…forever I will crave it…I slowly bring my arm to my mouth, pressing my lips to my skin, the intoxicating scent and taste filling my senses to the brim. I feel the thick liquid running down my throat and into my stomach…it reminds me of the hunger I have long since lost. This is it. This is who I have become. Nobody understands…nobody could ever understand how I feel…I'd never want them too…to push the burden onto them is something I could never do…They would be devastated…so I deal with this alone…There was one who understood…but he's gone now…along with all my hopes and dreams of a better future. It's all gone now…This is all I have left…I sigh yet again as my drained blood loss leaves me weak. I slide farther into the tub, clutching my arm to me. My eyes slowly close and I am reminded why I never sleep…your face behind closed eyelids…forever there…forever haunting…taunting…The only way I get sleep is this…When I am too empty to dream…When I am too lost to scream…A small smile touches my lips as I sip from the conscious world…Ice blue eyes…
**Hikari**
**Sakari**
~*~Normal POV~*~With Hikari and Sakari~*~
"I am twenty, curly brown hair, hazel eyes…not just looking for love, just a friend to talk to…" Sakari typed, using the hunt and peck method. "Uh…What else? Want another roommate, sick of my first one…"
"Hey!" Hikari protested. Sakari giggled.
"Just kidding, Hikari-chan." She turned to face the computer she had just been typing on.
"Who's gonna answer this? Nobody! The internet is for horny guys out to rape us and then kill us so we don't tell anybody…" Hikari muttered. Sakari sighed, shaking her head.
"Okay, your turn." She moved from the chair as Hikari took her place to type a profile for herself. Sakari looked around the spacious apartment she had rented with Hikari. The tow had been bored, so they decided to go on a search for an Internet buddy, hopefully from another country. They created some profiles and they were excited for an answer.
Hikari yawned as she types in her final sentences. "I'm going to bed. How bout you?"
"You know I'm not." Sakari said. "Leave the computer on for me." Sakari always stayed up late.
Hikari trudged off to her room, feeling extremely tired. Life in America got pretty busy. She couldn't help but think how glad she was to be there, especially since Kaiba Seto, Sakari's idle, lived there. Rumored to live somewhere in California. Although she didn't believe rumors…This one was known to have been proven. She crawled into bed and hugged her Keno-ohki doll, her favorite stuffed animal. Even as a twenty-year-old collage student, it still gave her comfort. She couldn't really explain it. With a deep sigh she closed her eye and fell asleep almost immediately.
**Sakari**
**Hikari**
The morning wasn't much different. Hikari almost always woke up before Sakari now matter who it was that went to bed first. Hikari jumped into the bathroom, she was definitely a morning person. She took s quick shower, got dressed and hopped into the kitchen, her short wet hair spraying water droplets everywhere. You'd think she'd never heard of a blow dryer or something. She quickly whipped up some buttermilk pancakes. (right now I'm on a pancake fetish…) It was her specially.
"SAKA-CHAN! WAKIE, WAKIE! I MADE PANCAKES! YEP, YEP!" Hikari screamed. Sakari groggily walked out of her bedroom.
"What time is it? And did you have to screech so loud? Jeez…" she muttered. "You know I hate your Shampoo impression…" she muttered. Hikari pouted.
"Anyway…I made pancakes! So get you lazy butt over here!" she said smiling. Sakari nodded, too tired to argue and walked to the dining room table where the freshly made pancakes were still streaming. She loved Hikari's pancakes, even if she would never tell her…she'd hold her to it for the rest of her life. Hikari sat at the table a few seconds later, shivering. "Damn it! I hate Minnesota! Ish so cold! Whhhhhyyyyyy does it have to be so cold!?" she whined. Sakari giggled at her. "S-Stop l-laughing a-at m-me! Ish n-not nice!" she stuttered shivering.
"Eat some pancakes, that'll make you warm." Sakari suggested. Hikari nodded and they both picked up their forks.
"Ikidakimasu!" they chanted together, giggling at their foolishness. Hikari pushed in her chair and took her dirty dishes to the sink when she was done. She was always a fast eater.
"I wonder if anyone replied to our distress signal…" Hikari mumbled, walking over to their computer. She logged on and was happy to see they had about fifteen e-mails or so. She opened the first one, the smile instantly falling from her face.
"Saka…I told you these were horny men only wanting to rape us…" Hikari mumbled with a sweatdrop. "Listen to this, 'Male, age 31, recently divorced and incarcerated for savagely raping his daughter, wife and pet…goat…just got out of jail…for…attempting to rape their cat…OOOOKAY! This is where I stop reading, good-bye Mr. Perve guy…" Hikari said, clicking delete on that e-mail.
"C'mon, it can't all be bad! Check another one!" Sakari insisted. Hikari looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Sakari waved her hands in the air. "C'mon! Just one more!" Hikari opened one, hesitantly. She sweatdropped.
"Female, age 17, run away from Russia…Likes dark cats, dark nights, dark…and it goes on to list everything she likes dark…is a…Lesbian?!" Hikari's face stained bright red. Sakari cocked her head to the side.
"I thought you didn't have anything against lesbians…" she murmured.
"I-I don't…as long as they don't hit on me…A-and this chick kept going on about what she wants to do to us…mainly in a threesome…" Hikari said, twitching.
"GAH! DELETE! DELETE!" Sakari screamed. Hikari did so and turned to glare at Sakari. "C'mon, what are you waiting for, try another one." She said as if she should know. Hikari shook her head.
"Uh-uh! I aint gonna read another one of those perversed, mortified, deranged, mentally challenged psychos!" Hikari screamed.
"C'mon! Just ONE more!" Sakari begged, unleashing the big giant puppy dog eyes of doom. Hikari looked away.
"Oh no! You are not going to get me with those again!" she screamed. But…she just had to looks back, and then she was lost to the sparkly shiny big puppy dog eyes. "Fine! But this ones the last one!" she swore. Sakari nodded. Hikari clicked a few times to open up a different e-mail.
"Male, age 20, ooh same age as us! Um…From Japan, Domino, hey, isn't that where that guy Kaiba Seto is from? Hm…Just looking for friends…Wishes to make a genuine connection with another human being…Blond hair, brown eyes…ooh just my kind of guy…" Hikari murmured turning to Sakari.
"Meh," she shrugged. "Not mine…" she muttered. Hikari shrugged and kept reading.
"Looking to move out and away from Japan…says his friends deserted him. Aw…that's so sad! Can we have him Saka?! Please!" Hikari begged. Sakari nodded.
"Yea, he sounds cool. Send him an e-mail telling him the invitation is open as long as he doesn't find it offending to have two female roommates! Rent is 350 a month and its okay if he cant pay it right away." Hikari nodded and continued typing. She was a faster typer than Sakari could ever hope to be.
"His e-mail is Blue-Eyes-Lover…Hm…I wonder if he means the eye color or the Duel Monster…And if he means the Duel Monster maybe he's like in love with Kaiba Seto or something…" she murmured.
"Maybe. We should ask him when he gets here." Sakari said. Hikari nodded and punched the enter key.
"There! Now all we have to do is wait for an answer!"
**Hikari**
**Sakari**
~*~Jounouchi's POV~*~
"'P.S. It's okay if you cant manage rent for the first couple of months.' Well, that's pretty nice of them." I type a farther reply top Hikari and Sakari. 'Great! Please meet me at the airport in Minneapolis. Hope one of you has a car. I'll be arriving on Dec. 16th at about three p.m. Cant wait to meet both of you!' I logged off and leaned back in my office style chair. I am glad I can finally leave Japan…All these memories when I walk by the park or what used to be the Kaiba mansion…I smile. He turned it into an orphanage. The scars of being forgotten seem to throb whenever I am reminded of my friends or what's left of my family. I'm not allowed to contact my sister, Shizuka or anything…I can't stand this. I yawn saddened and was just stretching when a burning pain erupted in the middle of my left arm. I stopped stretching but didn't bother to look. It was my recently bandaged arm. I forgot about that…I hope those two don't mind bloodstains…I think back…trying to remember when I first started. Oh yeah…Back when you had abandoned me. The last person I lived for…
**Sakari**
**Hikari**
A part of me wishes I would have told you…at least…a little bit of what I'm feeling…maybe you could have helped me figure out what it was even…I sigh exasperatedly…I don't even know what I'm feeling…I'm almost sure I never felt love for anyone but…when I think about you…that promise to never let myself be hurt that way…It seems I forgot about it. The minute you left me…I was instantly reminded of that promise…And I'll be forever mindful of what you've done to me…I laugh bitterly…You don't even know…I pour my heart out to you every single day and…you never knew…I'll never tell you…I am oblivious to the salty tears that are suddenly flowing out of my eyes. So many tears have gone by…I lost count a while ago…It doesn't matter. I'm not crying…My heart just refuses to let go. My heart weeps for you…But I will not. I will not cry for something that will never know. Something that could never understand…I suppose I am his dog in the end…following master to the bitter end...waiting for master to come home…Although…I don't think I mind that all too much…
~*~Hikari + Sakari~*~
"He'll be here on Dec. 16th, we have to meet him at the airport at three o'clock. That works for me, I don't have work that day…" Hikari murmured looking at her calendar. "Do you?" she asked, turning to Saka.
**Hikari**
**Sakari**
"Ha, ha…" Hikari knew well that Sakari was currently out of work, since she had just quit her previous job. Sakari was looking into a job as a writer of some kind, but was having trouble so far. Hikari and Sakari both enjoyed writing very much and Saka embarrassingly admitted she was a bit jealous of Hikari's job as a newspaper article writer, for the Pioneer Press and Star Tribune. (Ying Fa: Te-he I wish!)
"Of course I'm open. We can take my car."
"Why your?" Hikari complained.
"Mine's got more space. You never know how much he's bringing."
"True."
Sakari tried to bump Hikari over. "Okay, off the computer, I've got a resume to type up."
"Hey! I'm not done yet! Wait your turn!" Hikari protested. "My reports are due tomorrow. I've gotta finish it up before I'm done…Totally swamped with homework and job work…dang…"
"Sakari sighed. "Well, hurry up." Sakari decided to go and get a drink while she waited. Suddenly the doorbell rang. "Got it!" Sakari called. She opened the door to see a guy with an armful of papers.
"Hello! I'm Ryan and the Mall of America has a new store opening. They're making me advertise." He said with a genki smile. "This has some information on it. They're making a big deal out of it 'cause it's being opened by Seto Kaiba. You know, that technology guy from Japan…?"
"Yeah, I know. Thanks." Sakari took the neon green papers and said, "We'll be sure to check it out."
After she closed the door with her only open body part, her foot, she muttered, "and it's Kaiba Seto, dumbshit." After reading about it, she yelled loudly to her roommate. "Hey, Hikari-chan! I think I've got an idea for what to do with our new friend…hey, did you ever get his name?"
"He signs off as Jou." Hikari yelled back. "We'll have to ask when he gets here, wont we?"
"Or we can just call him Jou." Sakari said, rolling her eyes. She finished off her cappuccino, tossed her cup into the sink for Kari to take care of, and headed out to get the mail.
~*~Normal POV~*~On Dec. 15th with Jou~*~
"Please fasten your seatbelts for lift-off, we'll be stopping in California for fuel restock and then we're going nonstop to Minnesota. Have a good flight."
Jou clicked the seat belt into place, actually a little excited to meet his new friends. They had been sending e-mails back and forth for the past couple of weeks. Jou gathered that Sakari had curly brown hair and hazel eyes, while Hikari had auburn hair with mahogany colored eyes. Sakari was creative out going, and very disorganized. Hikari though, was more sensible fun loving and sweet. Jou reclined his chair and stared out at the ground and buildings, which were getting small and smaller as the plane ascended. This was Jou's first time flying; he was mildly surprised he'd found the recliner handle on his first try. About three hours later lunch trays went out, but Jou wasn't hungry. The flight was horridly long, over thirteen hours…But that didn't bother Jounouchi, he was actually happy it took that long…It proved he was getting farther and farther away from those who hurt him. He smiled; he would always be thirteen hours away, always one step ahead. Soon the captain was announcing that the plane was arriving in Minneapolis. Jou put his seat belt on and moved his chair into its normal position. Jou was soon getting off the plane, even more excited. He was finally in America.
**Sakari**
**Hikari**
Hikari had told him she would be wearing a neon pink tank top with a white skirt, just so he would recognize her. He, in turn, has told her he would be wearing a white t-shirt with a green jacket and a pair of baggy blue jeans. He looked around, hoping to see some sign of curly brown hair or straight auburn. He spotted them not far away, his face flushed lightly, they were pretty. (Our anime selves are how we believe ourselves to look…They are pretty, we, sadly, are not…-.-*cries* )
"Hikari! Sakari!" he shouted, his Japanese accent setting in heavily. Hikari and Sakari looked in the direction their names had been called. Hikari grinned and jumped up.
"Konnichiwa, Blue-Eyes-Lover!" she screamed. Jou flushed lightly coming to stand beside them. Hikari stuck out her hand. "Wakarimashita, atashi wa Warui, Hikari desu!" she squealed genki-ly. Jounouchi smiled, he was glad they knew Japanese, his English wasn't too good yet and he could use some help.
"Un. Wakarimashita. Ore ga Jounouchi, Katsuya desu." He said, taking her hand, smiling broadly.
**Hikari**
**Sakari**
"Um…What the hell are you two talking about?" Sakari asked. Her Japanese wasn't exactly 'up to scratch'. She turned to Jou. "Sakari. It's really nice to meet you!" she grinned happily. "It's Katsuya, ne?"
"Hai." Jounouchi answered as her words registered in his head.
"Very cool name."
"Arigatou. So…" he said, testing himself on English. "This is America! It's great!"
Hikari smiled at him. "Yeah, you get used to its boring-ness."
As the three were walking to the luggage carousel, they spoke half Japanese and half English about things. As it turned out, Jou didn't have too much to carry. Only four suitcases. Sakari and Hikari insisted on taking the four cases themselves so he didn't have to carry anything.
"Well, this is my car." Sakari said when they got to it. "Pop the trunk Hikari-chan."
They loaded Jou's suitcases into the trunk.
"He's gonna sit by me!" Sakari whispered.
"Why you? I saw him first!"
"You aren't gonna make him sit in the back are you? And I'm driving!"
Hikari growled and gave up. For the whole ride back, the three talked, and told each other about themselves. When they arrived, Sakari pulled into a parking spot while hikari said, "Welcome to your new home." In Japanese.
"We've got a three bedroom apartment, so you don't have to sleep with us or anything." Sakari said with a grin.
"Dang it, I was really looking forward to it too…" Jounouchi joked. They all laughed.
"Do you listen to a lot of music?" Hikari asked as they all sat at the kitchen table.
"Hai…um, a little. Mostly inspirational stuff…I don't know…"
Much to both Jou and Hikari's surprise, Sakari murmured a long line of Japanese.
"Utsuru toki o osorenai de."
Jou smiled. "Don't be afraid of looking at your reflection." He nodded. "Yeah, that kind of thing."
"Hey! Isn't that from 'Sleepless Beauty'? From Nittle Grasper?" Hikari asked, although she already knew it was.
"Yeah, I like that song."
*Little input from Ying Fa*
"I listen to a lot of Japanese music, Jou, so you'll feel right at home. Anime rocks!" Jou's eyes lighted up.
"You watch anime too?!"
"Yes! I blast that Japanese music from here to the heavens! He-he I love it!" she squealed. Jou smiled back.
*Ok, I'm done*
By about 4:30, they were all starting to get hungry.
"I vote to go out to eat." Sakari said, "I'm too lazy to cool something."
In honor of their new friend, Hikari and Sakari took Jou to a Japanese restaurant called the Sushi Katsu. (Yes that place really exists) Hikari and Jou pointed out words and phrases they knew while explaining them to Sakari. After everyone had literally stuffed themselves silly, they began to head back.
"Groan…I'm so full. Arigatou, Sakari, Hikari." Jou said.
"No problem." Hikari said, eyes on the road. (Yay! We're using my car this time!)
"Yeah, it was fun! Hope you're not too full." Sakari said. "Kari-chan makes gre…um, makes pretty good pancakes."
"Oh and by the way," Hikari mentioned. "Would you mind being our mediator? Saka-chan and I get into computer-battles and there's-no-more-hot-water! disputes."
Jou laughed. "I'll do what I can. I suppose it's a good thing I like taking cold showers." By the time they got back, it was almost seven.
"Well, you might want o get unpacked now…"
"Oh no! Kari-chan! You forgot to tape Charmed for me!" Sakari ran from the room seeming very distressed.
"Aw, do it yourself I'm not your damn slave! She gets…weird like that." She explained, seeing the very confused look on Jou's face. "You'll get used to it." She smiled.
"If you say so…" Jou said with a large yawn. "Gods I'm tired!"
"Yeah? Watch out, Saka and I stay up real late sometimes." Hikari said. "Well your room is over here." Hikari told him, smiling sweetly. She opened the door. "Pretty big, considering most apartments."
"Arigatou, I like it."
Hikari smiled and little. She noticed Jou had seemed a little uncertain. "Daijoubu?" she asked.
"Hai." Jou sighed. "Gomen…just, tired."
"Okay. Goodnight, Katsuya." Hikari said.
"YEAH, G'NIGHT KATSUYA-KUN!" Sakari shouted from the other room.
Jou smiled and stepped into his bedroom. After he had unpacked, putting his belongings in drawers, closets and on tables, he crawled into the lavishly blanketed bed. He looked up at the ceiling, thinking back fondly on his first day in America. He had a lot of fun and was especially glad Hikari spoke his tongue…It would help a lot…and while Hikari taught him English, he could teach Sakari Japanese. For the first time in at least six months, Jou slept peacefully, without thoughts and nightmares or death or the night angel that plagued him. For the first time in ages, he was at ease and happy.
**Sakari**
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Xiaolang's Ying Fa: Erm…You all don't mind if this fic is a little off on the dates do you? Cuz…I really need to type more up but I'm getting swamped with homework and Saka can never type fics cuz her mom is a supreme bitch and a very large homophobic…worse than anyone's mom! I apologize if the dates are screwed up…*bows respectfully* I hope you all can forgive us! …Now for all you who have never heard of me before…go read my other fics!! Pretty please!! ^_^ Ja ne!