Deadly Wish
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I don't think I ever will.
A/N: I update late.
I had a party to go to.
It was boring as hell. XD But oh well.
Mr. Lieu is a made-up character. Okay? Okay. :D
Thank you to -
Faite: Thanks for the review! Thank you for the compliment also. I shall continue this story.
And thanks to
soleil-luna-day: Yes. Run and runny. Fuuunn. A different storyline, ne? Thank you for the compliment also. :D
Erm. I am stuck with Micro. Word.
Great.
'.' Are Yuugi's thoughts.
Summary: Well. Yuugi wishes to be popular. What will happen if his wish becomes true? ~~~
It was dark. The air in Yuugi's room was heavy and tight. It was hard to breath. Yuugi had never seen anything so dark and tight. He was always the innocent one with his friends. Slashing Anzu's arm changed his whole personality around. Instead of light and innocent, Yuugi wanted-no. NEEDED, to be accepted and be heard from by someone. He couldn't act mean. It wasn't a bad temper he needed. It was some courage, and strong self- esteem.
Salt grains were scattered all over the floor. The bag of salt was now empty. Yuugi had done what the letter wanted, but nothing happened. He had placed the salt in a circle and lit the six candles he had taken out from the cabinet. Then he slowly and clearly chanted what the letter had told him to say.
"Make me be the One."
Was it a joke to make Yuugi look like a bigger loser than he was? Was this all just a dream? It was all fantasy to Yuugi now. Not one person had called him and it had been five minutes after completing the mysterious task the letter wanted him to do.
Sighing, Yuugi fell on his bed. It hadn't worked. Now Anzu was pissed off at him for slashing her arm with the small knife.
Suddenly, without warning, the phone started to ring.
Yuugi fell off his bed and landed on the floor of his room. He hadn't heard the phone ring since his Grandpa had died.
'That was random. . .'
Salt grains welcomed his mouth and instantly Yuugi spit them out. Getting on his knees, Yuugi ran down the stairs and picked up the phone and held it to his ear.
"Hello?" (A/N: No. Im not using Japanese in the story. Unless you want me to.)
"Mr. Yuugi Motou I suppose?" The voice sounded dark. Yuugi gulped and simply answered the voice's question.
"Yes. This is Yuugi Motou. How may I help you?"
The voice on the other side suddenly laughed. Its laugh had a somewhat metallic sound to it, making Yuugi shiver suddenly.
"Good. Veery, good. I suppose you got my letter. . ."
Yuugi gulped again. This was like talking to death. The voice had no light, and no emotion in it. Maybe. . .it was death. Death had sent him the letter.
The emotionless voice spoke again. "Since I have watched you complete what I asked from you, I will grant you your deepest desire. Tell me your deepest wish Mr. Yuugi Motou, and I shall grant it."
Yuugi stared awestruck at the phone. It had to be a prank. It had to be. Yuugi just didn't know anyone who would have known his phone number. Everyone at school asked their friends for their numbers. Yuugi was a loner. No one listened.
"If you're someone at school, hang up now, j-jerk." Yuugi smiled at himself. He had called someone a jerk. He felt so proud for telling someone off. This voice however, just laughed again. The metallic sound pounded Yuugi's heart.
"Sticks and stones, Mr. Yuugi. Now. What's your wish?"
Yuugi's smile quickly fell. Should he risk telling out his wish? Yes. He would. He needed to be brave, like Jounouchi and Honda were for him when he was bullied.
"My wish. . .is to be popular, and accepted by everyone."
The voice on the other side of the phone hummed lightly. Suddenly the phone was dead.
Yuugi growled and set the phone on the receiver. He felt like a total idiot. Well. It was time for school, and time to be the loner of Domino High School. Walking into the kitchen, Yuugi placed an apple in his book bag. Stuffing his lunch money in his side pocket, Yuugi started his trek for school.
Not noticing anyone, Yuugi walked alone towards the intersection, a few blocks from the school. A light pat on his shoulder stirred his attention, and turning around in front of his eyes were Honda, Jounouchi, Ryou, Malik, Anzu, and Yami.
He locked eyes with Yami for a moment, searching them if this was a prank. It wasn't. He saw the glint of happiness of seeing Yuugi, as if it was just another day when they used to hang around the double-doors, chatting about school, homework, and general life, before the school bell brought them inside.
Malik still hadn't gotten used to being with Yami all the time, and he hated little Yuugi. Since he was dating Ryou though, he agreed to act normal around them. He couldn't be psychotic around the Pharaoh or else he would get suspicious about his plans.
Anzu looked as though she had forgotten what Yuugi did to her arm last night, and told everyone it was a cat scratch from Mr. Lieu's cat.
Two new girls from school came by and winked at Yuugi. He smiled and blushed somewhat at them.
Honda and Jou were arguing with each other about some damn excuse Yuugi must have missed.
This was what he wanted. . .
Un-noticed though, was a cloaked figure high in a pine tree. He examined Yuugi's friends. Every detail was stored in his memory like time on a watch.
He had helped Yuugi with his deepest wish.
. . .Now he needed to fulfill his every desire. Blood. And he had picked out his prey.
Anzu Mazaki.
~~~
Wow. Anzu. Prey.
Interesting.
That took 30 minutes to write.
Hope it's of my reader's liking.
R&R. :D Please and Thanks.
Flame if you wish, but I'll continue.
*If you like Anzu, PLEASE, DO NOT, read this story.
That is all Im saying.*
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I don't think I ever will.
A/N: I update late.
I had a party to go to.
It was boring as hell. XD But oh well.
Mr. Lieu is a made-up character. Okay? Okay. :D
Thank you to -
Faite: Thanks for the review! Thank you for the compliment also. I shall continue this story.
And thanks to
soleil-luna-day: Yes. Run and runny. Fuuunn. A different storyline, ne? Thank you for the compliment also. :D
Erm. I am stuck with Micro. Word.
Great.
'.' Are Yuugi's thoughts.
Summary: Well. Yuugi wishes to be popular. What will happen if his wish becomes true? ~~~
It was dark. The air in Yuugi's room was heavy and tight. It was hard to breath. Yuugi had never seen anything so dark and tight. He was always the innocent one with his friends. Slashing Anzu's arm changed his whole personality around. Instead of light and innocent, Yuugi wanted-no. NEEDED, to be accepted and be heard from by someone. He couldn't act mean. It wasn't a bad temper he needed. It was some courage, and strong self- esteem.
Salt grains were scattered all over the floor. The bag of salt was now empty. Yuugi had done what the letter wanted, but nothing happened. He had placed the salt in a circle and lit the six candles he had taken out from the cabinet. Then he slowly and clearly chanted what the letter had told him to say.
"Make me be the One."
Was it a joke to make Yuugi look like a bigger loser than he was? Was this all just a dream? It was all fantasy to Yuugi now. Not one person had called him and it had been five minutes after completing the mysterious task the letter wanted him to do.
Sighing, Yuugi fell on his bed. It hadn't worked. Now Anzu was pissed off at him for slashing her arm with the small knife.
Suddenly, without warning, the phone started to ring.
Yuugi fell off his bed and landed on the floor of his room. He hadn't heard the phone ring since his Grandpa had died.
'That was random. . .'
Salt grains welcomed his mouth and instantly Yuugi spit them out. Getting on his knees, Yuugi ran down the stairs and picked up the phone and held it to his ear.
"Hello?" (A/N: No. Im not using Japanese in the story. Unless you want me to.)
"Mr. Yuugi Motou I suppose?" The voice sounded dark. Yuugi gulped and simply answered the voice's question.
"Yes. This is Yuugi Motou. How may I help you?"
The voice on the other side suddenly laughed. Its laugh had a somewhat metallic sound to it, making Yuugi shiver suddenly.
"Good. Veery, good. I suppose you got my letter. . ."
Yuugi gulped again. This was like talking to death. The voice had no light, and no emotion in it. Maybe. . .it was death. Death had sent him the letter.
The emotionless voice spoke again. "Since I have watched you complete what I asked from you, I will grant you your deepest desire. Tell me your deepest wish Mr. Yuugi Motou, and I shall grant it."
Yuugi stared awestruck at the phone. It had to be a prank. It had to be. Yuugi just didn't know anyone who would have known his phone number. Everyone at school asked their friends for their numbers. Yuugi was a loner. No one listened.
"If you're someone at school, hang up now, j-jerk." Yuugi smiled at himself. He had called someone a jerk. He felt so proud for telling someone off. This voice however, just laughed again. The metallic sound pounded Yuugi's heart.
"Sticks and stones, Mr. Yuugi. Now. What's your wish?"
Yuugi's smile quickly fell. Should he risk telling out his wish? Yes. He would. He needed to be brave, like Jounouchi and Honda were for him when he was bullied.
"My wish. . .is to be popular, and accepted by everyone."
The voice on the other side of the phone hummed lightly. Suddenly the phone was dead.
Yuugi growled and set the phone on the receiver. He felt like a total idiot. Well. It was time for school, and time to be the loner of Domino High School. Walking into the kitchen, Yuugi placed an apple in his book bag. Stuffing his lunch money in his side pocket, Yuugi started his trek for school.
Not noticing anyone, Yuugi walked alone towards the intersection, a few blocks from the school. A light pat on his shoulder stirred his attention, and turning around in front of his eyes were Honda, Jounouchi, Ryou, Malik, Anzu, and Yami.
He locked eyes with Yami for a moment, searching them if this was a prank. It wasn't. He saw the glint of happiness of seeing Yuugi, as if it was just another day when they used to hang around the double-doors, chatting about school, homework, and general life, before the school bell brought them inside.
Malik still hadn't gotten used to being with Yami all the time, and he hated little Yuugi. Since he was dating Ryou though, he agreed to act normal around them. He couldn't be psychotic around the Pharaoh or else he would get suspicious about his plans.
Anzu looked as though she had forgotten what Yuugi did to her arm last night, and told everyone it was a cat scratch from Mr. Lieu's cat.
Two new girls from school came by and winked at Yuugi. He smiled and blushed somewhat at them.
Honda and Jou were arguing with each other about some damn excuse Yuugi must have missed.
This was what he wanted. . .
Un-noticed though, was a cloaked figure high in a pine tree. He examined Yuugi's friends. Every detail was stored in his memory like time on a watch.
He had helped Yuugi with his deepest wish.
. . .Now he needed to fulfill his every desire. Blood. And he had picked out his prey.
Anzu Mazaki.
~~~
Wow. Anzu. Prey.
Interesting.
That took 30 minutes to write.
Hope it's of my reader's liking.
R&R. :D Please and Thanks.
Flame if you wish, but I'll continue.
*If you like Anzu, PLEASE, DO NOT, read this story.
That is all Im saying.*