Kit: I was satisfied with almost all of my reviews…All but one… But before I get to the argument, I will do my normal disclaimer and other such things. As for the story, I hope my other readers enjoy this chapter as much as you did the last.

Disclaimer: Anything that the owner of Yu-Gi-Oh owns, I don't own. Anything I own, the owners of Yu-Gi-Oh don't own. It's that simple.
Disclaimer for Dummies: I no own; you no sue.

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(Quick Key-
Italics- What Arrathir said.
Normal font- What I reply.)

I have an argument to put up with the reviewer, Arrathir:

Mary Sue Level: 100- I'd rather not justify this with a remark, thank you very much.

Evidence:
-foreign exchange student (FES complex)- I'm sensing an issue with foreign exchange students…? You want to go bother them just because they don't go to a school in their country, be my guest.

-her name sounds nothing like a Chinese name would- It would help if she was born in China in the first place, dearie. Not to mention the fact that it would also be a good factor if her parents were Chinese, which they aren't. Go back to the first chapter and read the first part of the story in italics, that's called the 'Prologue'. Try again, hon.

-unusual/flawless appearance described in detail taking up an entire paragraph- I'm descriptive, so sue me! You got a problem with it, learn to deal! Wait, on second thought, let me mention this as well. I was taught that readers like a lot of description so they can paint mental images. Forgive me for my stupidity. As for the 'flawless', this chapter gets more in depth with her past, making her not-so-flawless in actuality. I would hope that you would do your research properly before accusing me of something.

-abnormal beauty- I admit, the way I described her may have come off a bit overly pretty and perhaps a bit showy, but I assure you she is just the same as everyone else. After all, it's not the outside that counts, it's the inside. (Their personality, for those of you with your heads in the gutter.)

-automatically wins the duel against Joey- I'll admit that Joey is a very good duelist, but every duelist has their day(s)…It's called 'Luck of the Draw', literally. Sometimes 'Lady Luck' just runs out on you; we've all experienced it. Even the best duelist can make a bad draw, not all of us have ungodly good luck. (I mean no offense to Joey fans. I like Joey just as much as the next person; I'm just not an avid fan of his.)

-all the boys automatically like her- First of all, Tristan hasn't even met her. Isn't he a boy, or have I missed something? Here's my ten cents:

-Ryou- He just saved her from falling. Wouldn't you catch someone if they were about to fall into you?

-Tristan- I say again, he didn't meet her, therefore he can't like her. Unless he's not a boy…Shouldn't he be included in that 'all' you listed?

-Joey- He doesn't like her either, but then again, he doesn't hate her. She's neutral with him. Haven't you got three or four people on your list that you can neither hate nor like?

-Yuugi- He doesn't completely like her, nor does he trust her because of the mysterious card he found in her deck. Just as with Joey, she's neutral on his list.

-Yami (Atemu)- He hasn't even met her; he's just gotten flashes of the day from Yuugi's thoughts. Technically, he's a spirit, but he's still a boy, right?

-Seto- They were childhood friends…Joy for them. Don't you like your friends?

-Malik/Marik- He hasn't even met her, so why would he like her? Besides, once I get to that part of the story, they won't like each other. Why would I make my character like a character that even I don't like? (No offense to Marik fans, I know he's cute, but I think he's a psycho.)

-has a past connection with a canonical character- So she was friends with Seto, is that a problem? She was also friends with Atemu in her past life. Are you going to get mad at her for that, too? A lot of other authors start off their stories with their characters having past connections with real characters in the series or book they are writing about. Are you going to go annoy them, too? She moved away and she and Seto were separated, that's like having to start anew. Believe me, I know. In her past life…Wait, that spoils part of the story…Never mind.

Evaluation:
This is your classic, sickingly perfect Mary Sue.- I believe you need to rethink your facts, hon. You also need a dictionary. 'Sickingly' isn't a word, it's 'sickeningly'. (I have issues with improper grammar and misspelled words. Forgive me.) I'm sorry if I sounded a bit mean through the entire thing, but I wanted to get my point across and that's just the way I am. As much as I enjoyed the fact that you gave me reasons for your obvious dislike of my story instead of just telling me you didn't like and not giving reasons at all, I think it was incredibly rude to accuse my character (as well as me) of something before knowing the whole story. I would appreciate it that, next time, if you find something wrong with my story, you do ample research, and if I find that you are indeed correct, I will correct my mistake, but only then. (I know I must sound stuck up, but please believe me when I say that I'm not. It's just the way I am when I get angry.)

And that is all I have to say on said matter. Good day to you, my friends.

Claire fluidly made her way down the stairs at the sound of a knock at the door; "I'm coming!" she called as she landed lightly on the landing in front of the stairs.

Having changed out of her earlier ensemble, she now wore a simple grey t-shirt and khaki pants. Her feet were bare and made little sound as she walked. Her hair was pulled back in a braid and then coiled atop the back of her head in a bun-like structure. The make-up she'd worn previously that day was no where to be seen and her face was completely free of any facial enhancers, or things to hide facial blemishes.

She slid to a stop in front of her door and fixed her clothing before pulling open the door.

"What do YOU want?" she muttered angrily, glaring down at the shorter form before her.

"I wanted to apologize for my attitude earlier today. I was just a bit surprised that you had that card." Yuugi told her softly.

She regarded him for a few seconds before she seemed to accept his apology, "Apology accepted. Would you like to come in?" she stepped to the side to allow him in.

Yuugi nodded quietly and stepped past her, waiting for her to tell him where to go.

She turned after she closed the door, "Go ahead and make yourself at home. Do you want anything? A drink, a quick snack?" she asked politely, just like any good hostess would.

Yuugi politely refused her offer. Upon closer inspection of her face (he'd been looking at her face when he'd refused her offer of food and/or drink) he noticed a small, light scar, a tone lighter than the skin around it. It ran from the length of the top of her cheek bone, to the bottom of her jaw. It was on the right side of her face and was barely noticeable, but he should've noticed it that day, shouldn't he? He also noticed that her complexion wasn't at all as tanned as it had looked with her make-up. Her face was a bit paler than the rest of her body, while the rest kept a healthy tan. Her complexion was uneven? He hadn't seen this coming.

"How did you get that scar? And how did you keep it covered up all day?" he asked, motioning to the scar with a quick movement of his hand.

She touched the scar briefly before answering him, "I got it…five years ago. In a little accident I had. It never healed correctly and thus I have the remains of it on my face. As for your second question, I used make-up. It's not that hard to cover up a faint scar. Concealer and base usually does the trick." She muttered in return.

Since that seemed like a hard subject for her, he decided not to push it. Shaking those thoughts off, he looked over at the clock, "I'm sorry, I've overstayed my welcome. It's late already. I need to go." He said quickly as he stood up.

Claire looked over at him, "Yuugi, you don't have to go, unless you have something planned already." She shrugged.

Yuugi smiled at her as he moved towards her door, "It's alright, Claire. I still have homework to take care of tonight before I go to bed, so I'll see you tomorrow?"

She returned his smile, albeit hers was smaller by a long shot, "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow, Yuugi." She pulled the door open for him and bade him farewell as he left, closing the door softly behind him.

The next afternoon, Yuugi had just finished his last class and was looking for Claire. He'd heard from one of the upperclassmen that she was on the Color Guard. He already knew that they had practice every day after school on the football field, so he was headed there.

He carefully stepped past the football field gates a few minutes later, looking around for them. On the far side of the field, dressed in tank tops and shorts, stood the whole Color Guard, black and red flags in hand. He spotted Claire standing at the front of the group, stretching. Her hair was pulled back into a makeshift bun atop the back of her head, a few strands of her hair falling to frame her face.

Her flag was laid out beside her as she knelt down slightly on the ground. Her left leg was bent under her as she balanced on it while her right leg was stretched out to the side, the side of her shoed foot lying against the asphalt as she stretched her leg out. She stood up slowly and did the exact opposite of the position for a few minutes before she stood. She picked up her flag and turned to the rest of the Guard.

"Fall in!" she commanded loudly. Immediately, the talking ceased and all the students fell into the Fall In position.

She kept a steady beat by hitting the butt of her flagpole on the ground, "Band, attenhut!" ((A/N: She said 'Band' because when the Guard practices with the full band in marching, all the director says is "Band".)) The Guard's left foot connected with the right and their heels and toes came together. A few quickly fixed locked knees and pulled their flags up with both hands, trying to stay completely still.

"Ok, first we're just going to practice marching. Mark time four, forward march eight. Does everyone understand?" she said quickly. Yuugi was confused…All these Band and Guard terms were confusing…

"Alright…Mark time, mark up! One, two, three, four. And step, two, three, halfway, five, six, seven, line. Halt!"

The whole Guard did the sequence for a few times before Claire was finally satisfied, "Alright. Ten minute water break, go!" she shouted and the Guard dropped their flags in their places and rushed to their water coolers at the edge of the field at a leisurely pace. Claire set her flag down gently and walked over to Yuugi, who met her halfway. "Hey, Yuugi. What's up?"

Yuugi smiled at her, "You're pretty good at commanding them." He mused aloud, "Are you the Guard Captain?"

She laughed and shook her head, a few stray strands of obsidian hair swishing from side-to-side, "Nah, the Captain just gave me rule over the Guard for today because she couldn't be here for practice. Anyway, why are you here?"

Yuugi smiled, "Always cut to the chase. Anyway, I read in a book…a few days ago, that there was a priestess in Ancient Egypt that looked, this might sound a bit far-fetched, a lot like you. Identical, if you will. She also had that same gem that you wear around your neck. Care to tell me something?"

Claire face-faulted for a minute or so before she sighed, "Meet me at the Domino Museum later on today and we'll take a trip to the past with Isis's help. That should fill in a few of your blanks as well as a few of mine." She then abruptly turned around and headed back towards the Guard's spot on the field, "Fundamental Block, one minute!"

Kit: Did we like the second chapter, or not? I want to know. Review!

Confusing terms-

1. Fundamental Block- The formation used in Band and Guard when you are practicing marching fundamentals with the full band or full guard. This is usually used to warm up sequences and refresh one's mind after a day or two of rest.
2. Mark Time- The command used when telling person(s) to mark time with their feet before the start of a sequence so they can keep the beat while the march. This command is usually followed by a number. Ex.- Mark Time four.
3. Forward March/Backward March- Command telling a group of people or one person to march forwards or backwards, depending on the term used. Can also be used with a number. Ex.- Forward March eight. Backward March sixteen
4. Fall In- For the Guard, this is holding the flag out at half-arm's length with the right arm while resting the bottom of the flag pole on the ground while the left arm is held behind one's back, fist clenched.

Kit: How do I know all of this, you ask? I'm in Band, which answers that. I know what I'm talking about, so don't argue with me. Moving on, Review! Or I shall send Quito to make you cement booties! (I'm kidding.)