A/N: The story make seem like it's slipping a bit but, I'm trying to give this story an up and down feeling were things will just jump out at you all of a sudden. And like I promised this chapter is longer than all the others before it but only by a little. Oh and just to let you know I'm using the original Japanese names for all the yugioh characters. Well, on with the story but, first the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any character from the show. So please Don't sue!

Chapter 5 : How Much For This Mirror?

Kisara looked down at the ground as she made her way along the rather narrow path through the local park woods. She always took this way, it was a shorter walk to the school then going through the many houses of her neighbourhood. Walking through the woods was also relaxing; the silent breeze that swept through the trees and the little chirping birds.

Kisara fell into thought as she walked along. Her grandmother was always worrying about her too much, they were only nightmares and nothing more. 'Only silly nightmares' she told herself. She remembered the dream she had this morning, it had seemed so real. Something had been chasing her through woods very much like the one she was in now yet, full of death, void of any living thing.

Kisara looked down at her watch...9:00am. 'Nine o'clock? Nine?! I'm going to be late!!' she thought surprised that time had gone by so fast. Quickly she dashed through the last length of woods towards Domino High.

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Kisara swiftly ran down the empty school halls, she was late for class by 5 minutes and knew Mr. Mizuno, her first period English teacher would not be happy with her. She'd been stupid enough to space out as she was walking to school. By the time she was at her classroom door she was panting like a dog. Kisara caught her breath before opening the door, ready to apologise for being late.

The whole class turned their attention to the back classroom door as Kisara walked in and bowing her head.

"I'm terribly sorry for being late and disturbing the class. Please forgive me."

"Yes,yes. You're late. Now hurry up and sit down and please try not to be late again." Mr. Mizuno snapped at her, then turned back to what he was doing. "Now as I was saying, this project will be due a week from now. I will take no excuses if you hand it in late. If it's late you get zero."

Kisara made her way over to her seat in the back corner of the class near some of her friends. Friends, they were a great thing to have. When she had moved out with her grandmother and gone to a new school things had started to get a bit better. People had accepted her for her quiet nature and unnatural hair colour. As she sat down her friend, Shizuka, turned to her.

"Late again? You know Mr. Mizuno is gonna stick you in detention if you don't watch yourself. Did you sleep in or something?" Shizuka said quietly.

"No, I woke up early today. I just kinda zoned out on the way here."

"Zoned out? You do that a lot don't you?"

"Ya, I guess I do." Kisara replayed with a smile then turned back to the front of the class.

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4 teens sat around a table in the Domino High library discussing their new English assignment. Shizuka had explained to Kisara what she missed having been late for the class. Looking down at the assignment paper Kisara had got from the teacher she read the layout for the project:

'Due Date: October 9th

For this project you will be writing up your own murder story, making up evidence and writing a newspaper article for the murder. The story must be at least 5 pages. You must have at least 3 different types of evidence and have at least a full 8 lined paragraph for your article. You may want to use newspaper articles to give you some ideas. You have been given a week for this project. If you hand your project in late it will result in a mark of zero...'

There was more written on the paper but, Kisara decided to read the rest later.

"Finally he decided to give us something fun to do." Shizuka sighed leaning back in her chair. "So do have an idea for your story Jou?" Shizuka asked her brother across the small table.

"Nah, I don't know. Maybe I just won't do it." Jounouchi said calmly.

"Oh, come on Jou. You now you need the marks. Besides, It will be fun." said a short boy that went by the name Yugi. As the two boys talked about if Jounouchi would do the assignment or not, Shizuka turned to her friend.

"Are you alright? You're being more quiet than you usually are."

"Hm? I'm fine." Kisara said putting on a smile for her friend, then got up from her seat putting her school bag over one shoulder. "I think I'll go start my project before the end of lunch. See you later."

"Okay. Later then."

Kisara headed towards the library computers and sat down by one. She typed in her user name and password into the login screen and waited for the computer to load. Kisara set her head down on the computer table. She couldn't stop thinking about the nightmare she had the night before. It had be horrible. As Kisara sat there she recalled the dream.

A dark figure had been chasing her through a dark and twisted forest until she had come to a clearing within the old trees. In the centre of the clearing there was a mirror on the ground. A small, round mirror with gold framing. Strange characters were etched into the gold. Slowly she had picked it up of the dark soiled ground. When she looked into it her reflection was nothing but a shadow. All of a sudden the mirror shattered in her hands and a black fog surrounded her. Vines came from out of nowhere and held her in place. Another mirror appeared in front of her showing her what she didn't wish to see. The fatal night her parents were slaughtered by her so called "twin". In the darkness she struggled with the vines and tried to keep from seeing the sight before her. Even if she closed her eyes she could still see the images. She screamed to be free of the nightmare. And that's when she had woke up.

Kisara sat up in her chair staring at the computer screen. She hated those nightmares but knew she could never rid herself of them. They'd always show her parents being torn, ripped apart.

Deciding she'd get nowhere with her project now she signed off the computer and left the library to walk the halls alone for the rest of lunch hour.

The rest of the day went by slowly for Kisara and was relieved when the bell, signalling that school was over, rang. Kisara got up out of her seat as fellow students flooded out of the room.

"Hey, Kisara. Wanna come with Yugi and my brother to the burger joint?" Shizuka asked walking up to Kisara.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I told my grandma I'd help her with somethings after school." Kisara lied, wanting to be alone with her thoughts.

"Okay. But just know you're missing out." Shizuka chirped as she walked away to find the other two friends. Kisara watched her friend leave the room half regretting that she had declined her friend's offer. After a few moments Kisara left the room herself and headed home.

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Kisara stood at the bus stop right outside her school waiting. She didn't want to go home just yet, so maybe she'd do some window shopping for and hour or so downtown.

The bus turned the corner coming into view down the road and slowly came to a stop at the bus stop. Kisara stepped onto the crowded bus flashing her bus pass at the driver before finding a seat near the back door of the bus.

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Kisara walked past many stores stopping momentarily to stare into the glass display windows. Toy stores, clothes stores and such.

As Kisara was walking by an old antique shop a certain item in the window caught her eye. She stood by the window thoughtfully looking at the displayed item. She turned from the window and entered the little shop.

When she entered a woody smell filled her senses. There were many old antique tables an chairs, boats in bottles, fancy jewellery on display in a cabinet far in a corner. It was full of the usual things you find in an antique shop.

Kisara glanced over the many items seeing if maybe something would interest her grandmother at all. Her grandmother loved to shop for antiques. She quietly walked over to the window she had looked through and bent down to observe the item that had caught her attention.

"Would you be interested in buying that mirror, young lady?" Said an old voice behind her and she jumped slightly startled.

"Buy the mirror...how much would it cost?" she asked look from the old man back to the small round, gold mirror on display. "I only have about 2,100 yen with me."

"Well, that mirror has been here for a while and I was hoping to get rid of it since no one seemed to want to buy it. How about 1,268 yen?

"Great, I'll take it then." At this he picked the mirror from it's stand on display and took it to a back desk. He lightly rapped it in tissue paper and old newspaper then put into a fitting box.

"That'll be 1,268 yen" he said as he typed number into the cash register having it pop open. Kisara handed him the the money taking her change from the man as she picked up her package from the counter.

"Thank you."

"Yes, Young lady. Have a good evening." And with that Kisara was out the door heading towards home.