Sigh. I'm sorry it took so long to update this. It seems that the longer and longer this thing gets, the harder it is to write. I'm to depressed to even talk at/to Rai. Here are my (few) review replies:
Rainystar: Yeah, I'm a degrader. I was once writing a story where everyone was so badly degraded... I don't want to go into it.
Radical Princess: Er.... You wouldn't remember. You read Blue Eyes before I redid it. The one chapter out in the forest? Totally different. I think I mentioned that. Kaiba smelt it though. Namu was Marik's alias.
And that's it. I have to mention that I don't own Yugioh, right?
Oh, and happy birthday Malik-koi!
((Mutters)): Koi, yeah right. Wishful thinking, kiddo.
DISCLAIMER: Yugioh not mine. Doesn't help my mood at all....
Sun Treasure
"You told me you wouldn't get sick." Seto's voice was scornful, reprimandent of his sister, who was now sitting on HIS bed, hugging a pillow and refusing to take her medicine.
"I guess I lied, didn't I?" Takara made a gagging sound in her mouth at the tablet that Seto held in his hand. "You are NOT giving me anything."
"Takara! It's only medicine! Stop throwing things at me! Ow..." The last word was accompanied by an onyx skull earring flying through the air to hit him square in the forhead. "Stop!"
Takara grinned weakly, grimacing again as she clutched at her stomach. "Why should I, tsuin?"
"Don't call me that." Frustrated, Kaiba placed the medicine on the bedside table, rubbing he temples with his now freed hands. "What's wrong with you anyways? You bounce around while you're sick, then refuse to take your antibiotics. It'll only make you sicker."
"I can hold the pain!" Takara retorted, wincing.
"But you can't hold your bile?" Kaiba turned to the, not needing to see his sister's face to tell she was making a face at him.
"You're my brother, Seto. Can't you at least be nice?" Takara flopped back onto the bed, biting back her frustration.
Kaiba heaved a sigh, and turned to walk out the door again. "Isoda, I'm going to go back to run my tournament. So, I'm going to go speak to the doctor, and go up stairs. Do try not to break anything." With that, Kaiba exited the room, not once glancing at his sister.
"Oh well the, have fun, ONI!" Takara retorted at the closing door, pain forgotten in her anger at being insulted by the way her brother had called her by her last name. Her feelings manifested themselves into a single tear as she finished her word: "... San..."
A few minutes later:
"Namu," Kaiba addressed, seeing Namu alone in the lotto room. "Let's make something clear. I don't like owing you something."
"No worries," Namu smiled. "You don't owe me."
Kaiba turned away. "It feels like I've met you before."
"Does it really?"
Kaiba's silence was interupted by someone... falling... into the room.
"Ow..." The blueberry-black haired (Always wanted to use the word...) girl looked up from her spot on the floor, clutching her side.
"Takara! I told you to stay in your room!" Kaiba strolled over to his twin and pulled her up, not letting go of her wrist even as she stablilized. "And to take your medicine."
"Since when did I listen to you?" Yanking her arm away, she limped over to Namu.
She glared daggers at him, and was furious that he didn't return her gaze. After a moment, she turned and stalked off.
"Fine, tsuin. Have fun." She spat the last word out distastefully. As she walked away, Kaiba could feel mixed emotions coming through their twin link thing.
With her being Takara, Seto couldn't really decipher them.
Not too long after that:
((Italics what Marik was telling her in the room using the Rod just a few moments ago.))
-"Takara, you are going to come back."-
"No," she muttered out loud as she made her way back to her room, using the wall for support. "No, I'm not."
-"Takara, don't glare at me like that. I love you."-
"No you don't," Takara muttered. "You don't know what love is..."
"Hey, Takara!"someone walking the opposite direction as her yelled
Takara snarled under her breath. She didn't feel like speaking to anyone, especially Yuugi and Co., while she was suffering Marik induced headaches, and that horrible stomachache. Not to mention she was going faint. She could see white behind her eyes...
"Takara, are you alright?" Yugi was next to her now, tugging on her elbow.
"I'm fine," she snapped in a Kaiba-like manner. Yanking her arm away, she stood up straight, steadying herself on the railing next to her. She blinked to clear the fuzziness from her eyes. It wouldn't go away. "Have fun at the tournament," she adressed, looking away. Quickly, she exited the scene.
A/N:
--; Ya know, I think I'm just going to wrap this up as quick as possible. Everythings going horribly wrong. I can't believe I'm still hanging in there with this. It's only going to be a few chapters more, so why did I feel I needed to seperate this from Blue Eyes? Sigh. Ah, well...
Oh, and... I'm pretty sure that oniisan is a very affectionate. Maybe even more than Mokuba's "Niisama."
Blue berry black is reffering to the fact that her hair is black, with flecks of blue in it. I want that hair color...
And reviews would be appreciated. Please?
