ybm#1f: HI EVERYONE!! ^____________________^
Yami: Bakura! You let her in get in the chocolate, didn't you?
Bakura: No. *has chocolate bar behind back*
Yami: Give me that chocolate bar back.
Bakura: No! *runs*
Yami: BAKURA! Get back here! I will not have a sugar high Tomb-Robber AND a sugar high author. *runs after him*
Malik: When they start fighting it means trouble for everyone else. *sigh* And I have to say the thanks.
To Tan: Thank you. You gave me self-confidence. You don't think my story sucks. Thank you!
Malik: And on with the chapter. *watches chase and me giggle like crazy*
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~Yami Angel's POV~
I sigh. It's only been three days since I met Yugi and Joey. Yesterday, I met Tea, one of Yugi's friend, and the only girl in a group of five, now six. She's like me, only she has these annoying friendship rant. She has enough of those to make a book. How can they deal with those? But she's a good friend.
The day before that I met Tristan and Ryou. Ryou is total bishonen. I mean white hair and soft brown eyes. But sometimes those eyes turn harsh and mean. I know there' s something wrong, and I'm going to find out what it is. And Tristan, he's a good guy. But him and Joey fight almost constantly. Yugi told me that Tea used to break 'em up, but she gave up. Tristan needs to change his hair. It looks like a shark fin.
The day before that (yet again) I met Yami. He's mysterious, so opposite of Yugi. He seems much more mature than others. Like he's not 17 at all. And he has a mysterious aura around him.
I sigh again. I'm glad I brought my CD Player, headphones, and Duel Monster cards. The school here is boring. I've been here four days and I've got homework up to my knees. I'm lucky I get it done before school starts, and lunch. You know? Know that I think about it, I glad I'm here. This school makes me not think of.
"Hey Angel. How are you?" Yami asked. I jumped. I mean he's right behind me for Ra's sake. "I'm fine," I shakily replied. I can't believe how mysterious he is, very much unlike Yugi. "Did I scare you? If so, I'm sorry," he says, sitting down, right next to me, if you must know. "It's alright. It's my fault for being so deep in thought," I said. "About what?" he asked. He gives me a look that clearly says 'Tell the truth'. "Uhhhhhh, I was thinking about how much different your school is from mine old one. Yours has nicer teachers." It was half true, but I didn't want them to worry about my problem. He didn't seem satisfied at my answer, and pushed it a little, "There's something you're not telling me. Do you want to talk about it?" Is it me, the shade under the Sakura tree, or is he suddenly closer? I sigh for the third time. "It's private," I sadly said, looking away. "I'm sorry," He apologized, "I'd better look for the others." "Yeah, bye," I gloomily said. I sigh. I like to sigh, don't I?
"Why do I have to keep this a secret?" I burst out, "Why can't I tell him? I need to tell someone. I'll ask for a word with Yami."
RING!
"Oh, man. I'll tell him after school."
But little did I know, the danger I was trying to run from was coming back to haunt me.
~*~After School~*~
~Yami's POV~
We were on our way to the game shop when Angel suddenly stopped, turned around, and whispered, "Guys, I feel someone watching us. Do you?" We turned and looked around, but saw nothing. And it was quiet. "I don't see anything," I slowly said. Then Angel got a look of terror on her face and took off. "Angel! Wait up!" Yugi shouted. "She looks like she's runnin' for her life," Joey stated. He was right. I mean, I'm the fastest runner here and even I can't catch up. Suddenly, a man jumped from the ally way and pulled a knife. If it was possible Angle's face just got whiter.
"Oh, no," she said, lower than a whisper. She turned and tried to run but he grabbed her and put the knife to her throat. We stopped five feet away from them. "Who are you?" I demanded. He had thick, short, curly, brown hair, six feet tall, had dark sunglasses, and was wearing black clothes. He didn't say anything. "Who are you?" I demanded again. I was really worried. He looked like he wanted to kill her. "My name's Tony. And Chris sent me." This last part seemed to be directed to Angel, who was struggling the whole time. When he said that she stopped and looked like she was about to faint. "He sends his love," He said as he pulled the knife away from her throat to her arm. She tightened her eyes as he slit a cut the size of the blade on her arm. "He followed me here?" Her pain coming through in her voice. She had tears in her eyes, though her fear overcame her.
"Who's Chris?" Tristan asked. Well more like demanded, but back to the story at hand. "He's this 'Angel's' boyfriend," he stated, putting the knife (now coated with blood) back to her throat. "Former boyfriend, you mean. I couldn't take the drinking, drugs, and killing sprees any longer," she hissed. "I guess we'll see about that," A mysterious voice said.
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Malik: This is why you never cross war weapons with a sugar-high Bakura. *peers around table to see the room in shreds*
Bakura: *in middle of the torn up room holding a flamethrower* Hahahahahahaha!!!! I shall now rule the world!
ybm#1f: *is no longer sugar-high* *sneaks up behind Bakura and whacks him upside his head*
Bakura: X_X
ybm#1f: ^_^ Read and review while I clean this room up. The button is right down there.
Yami: Bakura! You let her in get in the chocolate, didn't you?
Bakura: No. *has chocolate bar behind back*
Yami: Give me that chocolate bar back.
Bakura: No! *runs*
Yami: BAKURA! Get back here! I will not have a sugar high Tomb-Robber AND a sugar high author. *runs after him*
Malik: When they start fighting it means trouble for everyone else. *sigh* And I have to say the thanks.
To Tan: Thank you. You gave me self-confidence. You don't think my story sucks. Thank you!
Malik: And on with the chapter. *watches chase and me giggle like crazy*
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~Yami Angel's POV~
I sigh. It's only been three days since I met Yugi and Joey. Yesterday, I met Tea, one of Yugi's friend, and the only girl in a group of five, now six. She's like me, only she has these annoying friendship rant. She has enough of those to make a book. How can they deal with those? But she's a good friend.
The day before that I met Tristan and Ryou. Ryou is total bishonen. I mean white hair and soft brown eyes. But sometimes those eyes turn harsh and mean. I know there' s something wrong, and I'm going to find out what it is. And Tristan, he's a good guy. But him and Joey fight almost constantly. Yugi told me that Tea used to break 'em up, but she gave up. Tristan needs to change his hair. It looks like a shark fin.
The day before that (yet again) I met Yami. He's mysterious, so opposite of Yugi. He seems much more mature than others. Like he's not 17 at all. And he has a mysterious aura around him.
I sigh again. I'm glad I brought my CD Player, headphones, and Duel Monster cards. The school here is boring. I've been here four days and I've got homework up to my knees. I'm lucky I get it done before school starts, and lunch. You know? Know that I think about it, I glad I'm here. This school makes me not think of.
"Hey Angel. How are you?" Yami asked. I jumped. I mean he's right behind me for Ra's sake. "I'm fine," I shakily replied. I can't believe how mysterious he is, very much unlike Yugi. "Did I scare you? If so, I'm sorry," he says, sitting down, right next to me, if you must know. "It's alright. It's my fault for being so deep in thought," I said. "About what?" he asked. He gives me a look that clearly says 'Tell the truth'. "Uhhhhhh, I was thinking about how much different your school is from mine old one. Yours has nicer teachers." It was half true, but I didn't want them to worry about my problem. He didn't seem satisfied at my answer, and pushed it a little, "There's something you're not telling me. Do you want to talk about it?" Is it me, the shade under the Sakura tree, or is he suddenly closer? I sigh for the third time. "It's private," I sadly said, looking away. "I'm sorry," He apologized, "I'd better look for the others." "Yeah, bye," I gloomily said. I sigh. I like to sigh, don't I?
"Why do I have to keep this a secret?" I burst out, "Why can't I tell him? I need to tell someone. I'll ask for a word with Yami."
RING!
"Oh, man. I'll tell him after school."
But little did I know, the danger I was trying to run from was coming back to haunt me.
~*~After School~*~
~Yami's POV~
We were on our way to the game shop when Angel suddenly stopped, turned around, and whispered, "Guys, I feel someone watching us. Do you?" We turned and looked around, but saw nothing. And it was quiet. "I don't see anything," I slowly said. Then Angel got a look of terror on her face and took off. "Angel! Wait up!" Yugi shouted. "She looks like she's runnin' for her life," Joey stated. He was right. I mean, I'm the fastest runner here and even I can't catch up. Suddenly, a man jumped from the ally way and pulled a knife. If it was possible Angle's face just got whiter.
"Oh, no," she said, lower than a whisper. She turned and tried to run but he grabbed her and put the knife to her throat. We stopped five feet away from them. "Who are you?" I demanded. He had thick, short, curly, brown hair, six feet tall, had dark sunglasses, and was wearing black clothes. He didn't say anything. "Who are you?" I demanded again. I was really worried. He looked like he wanted to kill her. "My name's Tony. And Chris sent me." This last part seemed to be directed to Angel, who was struggling the whole time. When he said that she stopped and looked like she was about to faint. "He sends his love," He said as he pulled the knife away from her throat to her arm. She tightened her eyes as he slit a cut the size of the blade on her arm. "He followed me here?" Her pain coming through in her voice. She had tears in her eyes, though her fear overcame her.
"Who's Chris?" Tristan asked. Well more like demanded, but back to the story at hand. "He's this 'Angel's' boyfriend," he stated, putting the knife (now coated with blood) back to her throat. "Former boyfriend, you mean. I couldn't take the drinking, drugs, and killing sprees any longer," she hissed. "I guess we'll see about that," A mysterious voice said.
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Malik: This is why you never cross war weapons with a sugar-high Bakura. *peers around table to see the room in shreds*
Bakura: *in middle of the torn up room holding a flamethrower* Hahahahahahaha!!!! I shall now rule the world!
ybm#1f: *is no longer sugar-high* *sneaks up behind Bakura and whacks him upside his head*
Bakura: X_X
ybm#1f: ^_^ Read and review while I clean this room up. The button is right down there.
