Disclaimer: YES! I own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Duke: You wish.
*Deflates* I know, but I girl can dream right?
A/N: Well, here's the second chapter, hope you like it! Yami might come in this chapter, but I'm not sure! Anyways, enjoy it.
Chapter Two
Night On The Town
Class ended and as usual Amaya headed to her locker. Demi was already there.
"Hey slow poke what took you so long?" She asked playfully Amaya rolled her eyes.
"I had to stay back, Mr. Reynolds wanted to ask how my project was coming along."
"Oh." Demi heaved her bag out of her locker. "Well I was wondering to come to Red Heat with me" tonight?" Red Heat was the local club and Amaya shrugged. "Why not? I've got nothing better to do."
"Alright, meet at my house at eight." She said.
"Sure." Amaya said, and headed for home.
Eight o'clock rolled around and Amaya knocked on Demi's door. She was dressed in a fashionable red tank top that glittered when the light hit it and black jeans that sparkling flames riding up the sides. She had left her hair down and it flowed smoothly down to her waist. Demi opened the door, still wearing her school clothes that consisted of baggy cargo pants and a T.
"Your going in that?" Amaya asked, amazed. Demi shrugged.
"I hate fancy clothes." She replied. Amaya laughed. That was another thing about Demi, she was always a tomboy.
"Well, let's get going." Amaya said, hoping into the passers seat of the red car that Demi's mom drove. She got in a fired the engine. Within fifteen minutes they were entering the doors of Red Heat. The music pounded from the speakers, drowning almost everything out.
"Hi!" A familiar voice called from behind them, they turned around to see Rei, dressed in a leather halter top and casual jeans.
"Hey!" Amaya, screaming just be heard over the pounding music.
"I'm getting a drink." Demi called, and walked toward the bar, getting lost in the sea of people.
"So what's up?" Amaya asked, Rei shrugged.
"Not much." She replied, making her way to the dance floor, Amaya behind. Demi returned holding two beers, and handed one to Amaya.
"Now I don't owe for the pizza." She screamed over the music.
"Thanks, I'm gonna dance a little." Amaya said, and started dancing in time to the beat of a fast paced hip-hop song.
"She's going to break a lot of hearts." Rei said, looking at Amaya moved in perfect time with the music.
"She's going to break something." Demi remarked, causing Rei to laugh.
"I'll be back in a minute." She said, and disappeared into the crowd.
A figure loomed in the shadows of the parking lot, tapping it's foot expectantly. The door opened and the person it was waiting for stepped out.
"Rei, what reports do you have for me?" The figure stepped out of the shadows. He looked to be about twenty three, or twenty four with golden bangs, and black hair with red tips. He wore a black shirt and trench coat, and his pants were black as well. A few chains hung from his neck and his belt loops. His presence was intimidating, but not frightening, and his appearance was emphasized but his bottomless violet eyes.
"I think we could this one." Rei answered. "We need more fighters, and she looks like she has the strength."
"Good." He said, his voice carrying some concern. "After all, we need everyone we can get, seeing as we now at war with the Daggers. Try not to frighten her, but be careful, you know what to do." He said and walked away, sinking into the shadows as if he had never been there at all. Rei nodded. She knew what she had to do. She had to lure Amaya. Taking a breath she stepped back into the noisy club.
"Hey Demi!" Amaya said, stepping of the dance floor and joining her friend o the sidelines.
"Hi!" Demi replied. "You dance pretty good, that guy over there was checking you out." Amaya rolled her eyes. (A/N: She does that a lot, does she?) "What? I thought you liked the attention?" She teased. Amaya playfully punched her arm.
"You know that I think that those all those players can go to hell." She said. Demi smirked.
"Ya, but you like Justin, and he's a playboy." Amaya folded her arms over her chest.
"So?" She said.
"So, you don't think he can go to hell. I saw you drooling over him in English."
"Just because I think he's hot, doesn't mean that I don't think he can go to hell." She responded. "And besides, he's dating that dye bottle priss bitch Leah." Demi snorted.
"She's a fuck on legs."
"Tell me about it." She said, but their conversation was cut off my Rei's voice.
"Hey Amaya, want to go for a walk? It's kind of stuffy in here." She said.
"Sure." Amaya said with a shrug. "Coming Demi?" She asked. Demi shook her head.
"I'll stay here."
"Suit yourself." She replied, and followed Rei out of the club.
They stepped into the cool night air, and Amaya inhaled a fresh breath. A black car pulled up beside them and before Amaya knew what was happening, she had been shoved inside. She landed in the back seat with a grunt. Rei got in the passengers side and the car took off.
"What the hell is going on here!" Amaya cried.
"Don't be scared, we mean you no harm." A voice said from the driver's seat. Amaya felt shivers run up her spine at the mans voice. It was unlike anything she had heard before. It forced her into silence.
"We'll explain everything soon." Rei promised.
"You had better." Amaya grumbled, before leaning back in her seat.
Author's note:
Well, that's not how I originally planned the chapter to go, but I liked the way it turned out anyway!
Duke: Ya, I bet they didn't
Shut up you! Before I do something really nasty to you.
Duke: Oh, I'm shaking. *Rolls eyes*
Anyways, just ignore him, and please R&R!
Duke: You wish.
*Deflates* I know, but I girl can dream right?
A/N: Well, here's the second chapter, hope you like it! Yami might come in this chapter, but I'm not sure! Anyways, enjoy it.
Chapter Two
Night On The Town
Class ended and as usual Amaya headed to her locker. Demi was already there.
"Hey slow poke what took you so long?" She asked playfully Amaya rolled her eyes.
"I had to stay back, Mr. Reynolds wanted to ask how my project was coming along."
"Oh." Demi heaved her bag out of her locker. "Well I was wondering to come to Red Heat with me" tonight?" Red Heat was the local club and Amaya shrugged. "Why not? I've got nothing better to do."
"Alright, meet at my house at eight." She said.
"Sure." Amaya said, and headed for home.
Eight o'clock rolled around and Amaya knocked on Demi's door. She was dressed in a fashionable red tank top that glittered when the light hit it and black jeans that sparkling flames riding up the sides. She had left her hair down and it flowed smoothly down to her waist. Demi opened the door, still wearing her school clothes that consisted of baggy cargo pants and a T.
"Your going in that?" Amaya asked, amazed. Demi shrugged.
"I hate fancy clothes." She replied. Amaya laughed. That was another thing about Demi, she was always a tomboy.
"Well, let's get going." Amaya said, hoping into the passers seat of the red car that Demi's mom drove. She got in a fired the engine. Within fifteen minutes they were entering the doors of Red Heat. The music pounded from the speakers, drowning almost everything out.
"Hi!" A familiar voice called from behind them, they turned around to see Rei, dressed in a leather halter top and casual jeans.
"Hey!" Amaya, screaming just be heard over the pounding music.
"I'm getting a drink." Demi called, and walked toward the bar, getting lost in the sea of people.
"So what's up?" Amaya asked, Rei shrugged.
"Not much." She replied, making her way to the dance floor, Amaya behind. Demi returned holding two beers, and handed one to Amaya.
"Now I don't owe for the pizza." She screamed over the music.
"Thanks, I'm gonna dance a little." Amaya said, and started dancing in time to the beat of a fast paced hip-hop song.
"She's going to break a lot of hearts." Rei said, looking at Amaya moved in perfect time with the music.
"She's going to break something." Demi remarked, causing Rei to laugh.
"I'll be back in a minute." She said, and disappeared into the crowd.
A figure loomed in the shadows of the parking lot, tapping it's foot expectantly. The door opened and the person it was waiting for stepped out.
"Rei, what reports do you have for me?" The figure stepped out of the shadows. He looked to be about twenty three, or twenty four with golden bangs, and black hair with red tips. He wore a black shirt and trench coat, and his pants were black as well. A few chains hung from his neck and his belt loops. His presence was intimidating, but not frightening, and his appearance was emphasized but his bottomless violet eyes.
"I think we could this one." Rei answered. "We need more fighters, and she looks like she has the strength."
"Good." He said, his voice carrying some concern. "After all, we need everyone we can get, seeing as we now at war with the Daggers. Try not to frighten her, but be careful, you know what to do." He said and walked away, sinking into the shadows as if he had never been there at all. Rei nodded. She knew what she had to do. She had to lure Amaya. Taking a breath she stepped back into the noisy club.
"Hey Demi!" Amaya said, stepping of the dance floor and joining her friend o the sidelines.
"Hi!" Demi replied. "You dance pretty good, that guy over there was checking you out." Amaya rolled her eyes. (A/N: She does that a lot, does she?) "What? I thought you liked the attention?" She teased. Amaya playfully punched her arm.
"You know that I think that those all those players can go to hell." She said. Demi smirked.
"Ya, but you like Justin, and he's a playboy." Amaya folded her arms over her chest.
"So?" She said.
"So, you don't think he can go to hell. I saw you drooling over him in English."
"Just because I think he's hot, doesn't mean that I don't think he can go to hell." She responded. "And besides, he's dating that dye bottle priss bitch Leah." Demi snorted.
"She's a fuck on legs."
"Tell me about it." She said, but their conversation was cut off my Rei's voice.
"Hey Amaya, want to go for a walk? It's kind of stuffy in here." She said.
"Sure." Amaya said with a shrug. "Coming Demi?" She asked. Demi shook her head.
"I'll stay here."
"Suit yourself." She replied, and followed Rei out of the club.
They stepped into the cool night air, and Amaya inhaled a fresh breath. A black car pulled up beside them and before Amaya knew what was happening, she had been shoved inside. She landed in the back seat with a grunt. Rei got in the passengers side and the car took off.
"What the hell is going on here!" Amaya cried.
"Don't be scared, we mean you no harm." A voice said from the driver's seat. Amaya felt shivers run up her spine at the mans voice. It was unlike anything she had heard before. It forced her into silence.
"We'll explain everything soon." Rei promised.
"You had better." Amaya grumbled, before leaning back in her seat.
Author's note:
Well, that's not how I originally planned the chapter to go, but I liked the way it turned out anyway!
Duke: Ya, I bet they didn't
Shut up you! Before I do something really nasty to you.
Duke: Oh, I'm shaking. *Rolls eyes*
Anyways, just ignore him, and please R&R!