Disclaimer: Still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, from some reason the person who does
won't trade me ownership for a bag of chips. *Shrugs* I dunno.
A/N: Alright, it's the same night, I'm tired as fuck but I'm a real role and I don't wanna break it, so I'm killing myself writing, and I have to go to school tomorrow. *Groan* I'm going to fall asleep in class, I know it. Anyway this chapter is just an introductory chapter, not much happens, but the story picks up in the next chapter.
Chapter 12
Another Enemy
Amaya woke up the next morning still feeling sleepy, but content. She curled in closer to Yami's pillow and sighed as sunlight shone into her room. It was one the first mornings that she had felt comfortable since she was 15, and she savored it. She refused to open her eyes, as if afraid that if she did the peacefulness that she was feeling would slip away.
After a few more moments she finally gave in, and glanced at the clock, 12:42. Normally she would have freaked at that, but seeing as how late she was up last night, she didn't care. She slipped out of bed and got dressed, putting her hair into it's usual ponytail.
She walked out of the room and was amazed to find that Yami wasn't on the couch, but sitting in a chair with a cigarette in his hand.
"Morning." She said, taking a seat on the couch and toying with one of her bangs.
"Good morning." He greeted and handed her a smoke, knowing full well that she would have asked for one.
"Thanks." She said, lighting it, she took a puff and exhaled before saying "Don't you ever sleep?"
"I do, but not for long. I trained myself years ago to function without much sleep." He replied and Amaya nodded.
"I see." She said, looking around, Before she could say anything more a fuming Demi burst into the room without even knocking, practically steaming from her ears.
"That asshole!" She seethed. "He wouldn't even give me some of the blanket! I have spent all night freezing!"
"Chill out Demi." Amaya said, giggling. "I'm sure it wasn't that bad!"
"Oh yes it fuckin' was." She defended before there was a knock on the door. "Who the hell is that?"
"I'll find out." Yami answered, opening the door to reveal a group of people. 3 girls, 4 boys.
"Hey Yami." One of the boys said. "I heard about some new members and came to see if we could meet them."
"Yes." Yami replied, opening the door wider to admit them. "I don't see why not."
"Thanks." He said, and waking in. He seemed to know Yami pretty well, and Yami's next words confirmed that.
"Guys, this is Joey, my best friend." He said, pointing to the blonde that had knocked on the door. "The brown-haired one is Tristan."
"Nice hair cut." Demi whispered to Amaya behind her hand, and Amaya had to try hard to keep a straight face.
"The one with the black hair is Duke, and the one to the left is Bakura."
"Hey." Demi said casually, then turned her gaze to the three females. A brunette, auburn haired one, and a blonde, oh goody.
"As for the females. The blonde is Mai, the brown-haired one is Tea, and the smaller one is Serenity, Joey's little sister."
"Hi." Amaya said, and noticed how innocent and naïve Serenity looked, it was to believe that she was in a gang.
"Hi." She replied smiling, and Demi nearly threw up. She hated anything or anyone that was trying to be all cutesy cutesy. Little did she know that was just the way that Serenity was.
"And These two are Demi and Amaya." Yami finished, and Joey was the first to say the thing that everyone was dying to say to Amaya...
"I heard you beat the snot out of Yami, good job, the only one that got even close was Kaiba."
"Don't even mention him." Demi groaned, but Amaya ignored her.
"Thanks. I guess taking Martial Arts since I was a little kid came in handy."
"Ya, I guess so." The one called Tea answered.
"So what's your beef with Kaiba anyway?" Joey asked Demi, having heard her groan about him.
"He's a stupid, egotistical, stubborn, half-witted, thinks-he's-better-then- everyone jackass!" She replied, her voice increasing with every insult that spewed from her mouth like a fountain.
"In other words he called her a whore." Amaya whispered in Joey's ear behind her hand, anime style, and Joey nodded in understanding.
"Ya, I don't really like him either. But you can't really blame him for the way he is." He replied.
"What do you mean by that?" Demi asked, and Joey shook his head.
"Not my place to tell ya. If Yami wants to, he can."
"Whatever." It was only then that She noticed Duke watching her intently. "What the fuck do you want?"
He smirked.
"How 'bout dinner?" He asked, a low purr to his voice.
"How 'bout no." She answered, and kicked him right in the 'sweet spot.' He instantly fell to his knees, clutching his baggage.
"You know." She the one called Mai. "I've wanting to do that for a long time."
Demi laughed, instantly taking a liking to Mai, despite her unfavorable hair-color. (A/N: Nothing against blondes, just remember that it's Demi saying it, not me, I'm just the writer for the character.)
"Duke." The one called Bakura, and again Amaya had to surpress laughter. Bakura had a British accent, and yet he lived in Japan.
'What the hell is wrong with this world?' She thought as she watched him help Duke back to his feet. Once he could stand on his feet without help, he glared at Demi.
"Bitch." He snapped, and Demi immediately took the bait.
"Bastard."
"Whore."
"Dumbass."
"Witch."
"Mother-Fucker."
"Shorty."
Demi stopped dead in the middle of the argument, her left eye starting to twitch.
"What did you say?" She asked, in a voice of forced calm, and Amaya was surpressing a snort with immense difficulty. Demi hated being called shorty, or little, or anything that would imply that she was shorter then the rest, and Duke had just unknowingly sealed his death warrant.
"I called you short." He said smirking.
"That's it!" Demi shouted, charging at him. "I'll show you how fucking short I am!" She tackled a very stunned Duke to the ground and started choking him.
"I. Am. Not. Fucking. Short!" She screamed, and applying more pressure to the poor man's throat. It was at this point that Amaya decided to get involved.
"Demi. Demi, holy fuck chill out." She said, and pried her raving friend's hands off of Duke's neck.
"I'll kill him!" Demi screamed at him. "Let me at him! I'll show who's the shorty!" (A/N: Can anyone say overreaction?).
"Demi, chill." Amaya said, trying to sound serious while laughing her ass off and failing miserably while Tristan helped Duke to his feet.
"She's fuckin' psycho." Were the first words out of his mouth as he rubbed his neck where she had attempted to murder him.
"Oh you haven't seen psycho yet asshole!" She bellowed, and Amaya continued laughing, she couldn't help it. She could see a small, almost invisible smile playing on Yami's features as well.
"I'm fuckin' outta here." Duke snapped and walked out, slamming the door behind him.
"Well Demi." Amaya said, finally getting enough of a handle on her laughter to speak. "Looks like you just made a new enemy."
A/N:
Ok, I know, that chapter was retarded, but I wanted to add a little fun into it. Anyway, the next chapter things start getting serious again, so don't murder me.
Duke: I just might! How could you do that to me?
Because you were being an asshole to me.
Duke: So?
So, I wanted you to get hurt.
Duke: Bitch.
*Smiles sweetly* Anyway, as always please R&R!
A/N: Alright, it's the same night, I'm tired as fuck but I'm a real role and I don't wanna break it, so I'm killing myself writing, and I have to go to school tomorrow. *Groan* I'm going to fall asleep in class, I know it. Anyway this chapter is just an introductory chapter, not much happens, but the story picks up in the next chapter.
Chapter 12
Another Enemy
Amaya woke up the next morning still feeling sleepy, but content. She curled in closer to Yami's pillow and sighed as sunlight shone into her room. It was one the first mornings that she had felt comfortable since she was 15, and she savored it. She refused to open her eyes, as if afraid that if she did the peacefulness that she was feeling would slip away.
After a few more moments she finally gave in, and glanced at the clock, 12:42. Normally she would have freaked at that, but seeing as how late she was up last night, she didn't care. She slipped out of bed and got dressed, putting her hair into it's usual ponytail.
She walked out of the room and was amazed to find that Yami wasn't on the couch, but sitting in a chair with a cigarette in his hand.
"Morning." She said, taking a seat on the couch and toying with one of her bangs.
"Good morning." He greeted and handed her a smoke, knowing full well that she would have asked for one.
"Thanks." She said, lighting it, she took a puff and exhaled before saying "Don't you ever sleep?"
"I do, but not for long. I trained myself years ago to function without much sleep." He replied and Amaya nodded.
"I see." She said, looking around, Before she could say anything more a fuming Demi burst into the room without even knocking, practically steaming from her ears.
"That asshole!" She seethed. "He wouldn't even give me some of the blanket! I have spent all night freezing!"
"Chill out Demi." Amaya said, giggling. "I'm sure it wasn't that bad!"
"Oh yes it fuckin' was." She defended before there was a knock on the door. "Who the hell is that?"
"I'll find out." Yami answered, opening the door to reveal a group of people. 3 girls, 4 boys.
"Hey Yami." One of the boys said. "I heard about some new members and came to see if we could meet them."
"Yes." Yami replied, opening the door wider to admit them. "I don't see why not."
"Thanks." He said, and waking in. He seemed to know Yami pretty well, and Yami's next words confirmed that.
"Guys, this is Joey, my best friend." He said, pointing to the blonde that had knocked on the door. "The brown-haired one is Tristan."
"Nice hair cut." Demi whispered to Amaya behind her hand, and Amaya had to try hard to keep a straight face.
"The one with the black hair is Duke, and the one to the left is Bakura."
"Hey." Demi said casually, then turned her gaze to the three females. A brunette, auburn haired one, and a blonde, oh goody.
"As for the females. The blonde is Mai, the brown-haired one is Tea, and the smaller one is Serenity, Joey's little sister."
"Hi." Amaya said, and noticed how innocent and naïve Serenity looked, it was to believe that she was in a gang.
"Hi." She replied smiling, and Demi nearly threw up. She hated anything or anyone that was trying to be all cutesy cutesy. Little did she know that was just the way that Serenity was.
"And These two are Demi and Amaya." Yami finished, and Joey was the first to say the thing that everyone was dying to say to Amaya...
"I heard you beat the snot out of Yami, good job, the only one that got even close was Kaiba."
"Don't even mention him." Demi groaned, but Amaya ignored her.
"Thanks. I guess taking Martial Arts since I was a little kid came in handy."
"Ya, I guess so." The one called Tea answered.
"So what's your beef with Kaiba anyway?" Joey asked Demi, having heard her groan about him.
"He's a stupid, egotistical, stubborn, half-witted, thinks-he's-better-then- everyone jackass!" She replied, her voice increasing with every insult that spewed from her mouth like a fountain.
"In other words he called her a whore." Amaya whispered in Joey's ear behind her hand, anime style, and Joey nodded in understanding.
"Ya, I don't really like him either. But you can't really blame him for the way he is." He replied.
"What do you mean by that?" Demi asked, and Joey shook his head.
"Not my place to tell ya. If Yami wants to, he can."
"Whatever." It was only then that She noticed Duke watching her intently. "What the fuck do you want?"
He smirked.
"How 'bout dinner?" He asked, a low purr to his voice.
"How 'bout no." She answered, and kicked him right in the 'sweet spot.' He instantly fell to his knees, clutching his baggage.
"You know." She the one called Mai. "I've wanting to do that for a long time."
Demi laughed, instantly taking a liking to Mai, despite her unfavorable hair-color. (A/N: Nothing against blondes, just remember that it's Demi saying it, not me, I'm just the writer for the character.)
"Duke." The one called Bakura, and again Amaya had to surpress laughter. Bakura had a British accent, and yet he lived in Japan.
'What the hell is wrong with this world?' She thought as she watched him help Duke back to his feet. Once he could stand on his feet without help, he glared at Demi.
"Bitch." He snapped, and Demi immediately took the bait.
"Bastard."
"Whore."
"Dumbass."
"Witch."
"Mother-Fucker."
"Shorty."
Demi stopped dead in the middle of the argument, her left eye starting to twitch.
"What did you say?" She asked, in a voice of forced calm, and Amaya was surpressing a snort with immense difficulty. Demi hated being called shorty, or little, or anything that would imply that she was shorter then the rest, and Duke had just unknowingly sealed his death warrant.
"I called you short." He said smirking.
"That's it!" Demi shouted, charging at him. "I'll show you how fucking short I am!" She tackled a very stunned Duke to the ground and started choking him.
"I. Am. Not. Fucking. Short!" She screamed, and applying more pressure to the poor man's throat. It was at this point that Amaya decided to get involved.
"Demi. Demi, holy fuck chill out." She said, and pried her raving friend's hands off of Duke's neck.
"I'll kill him!" Demi screamed at him. "Let me at him! I'll show who's the shorty!" (A/N: Can anyone say overreaction?).
"Demi, chill." Amaya said, trying to sound serious while laughing her ass off and failing miserably while Tristan helped Duke to his feet.
"She's fuckin' psycho." Were the first words out of his mouth as he rubbed his neck where she had attempted to murder him.
"Oh you haven't seen psycho yet asshole!" She bellowed, and Amaya continued laughing, she couldn't help it. She could see a small, almost invisible smile playing on Yami's features as well.
"I'm fuckin' outta here." Duke snapped and walked out, slamming the door behind him.
"Well Demi." Amaya said, finally getting enough of a handle on her laughter to speak. "Looks like you just made a new enemy."
A/N:
Ok, I know, that chapter was retarded, but I wanted to add a little fun into it. Anyway, the next chapter things start getting serious again, so don't murder me.
Duke: I just might! How could you do that to me?
Because you were being an asshole to me.
Duke: So?
So, I wanted you to get hurt.
Duke: Bitch.
*Smiles sweetly* Anyway, as always please R&R!