Chapter 6
Nanase
I guess I'm the other part of this so I need to introduce myself. Very well, my name is Nanase, I am 14 and will be attending Domino High as a freshman this year. My mom's in America and my dad programs computers and stuff and sometimes travels around to lear more about computers. I have an older brother named Rakster. He will be a senior this year at... well it's hard to say since he used to go to Don Bosco Tech in America but the whole issue is very confusing so let's just say he's never in one spot for too long. He's also a duelist and goes to many tournaments (you'll hear his stories later). I am also a duelist but not a very dedicated one. I don't go to tournaments, I don't feel as if my life is over if I lose a duel, and now I don't have much time for it. One reason is because I play the guitar. I'm not very good but I'm learning. Right now my dad, Rakster, and I are in a city called Kolkhos. It's hard to say where it is but it's a good distance away from Domino. Anyway we were in Kolkhos for the last week of summer. My dad and Rakster got in an argument at the hotel we were staying at so I left and found myself wandering in a graveyard when I decided to stop running. Before you start thinking I'm obsessed with death, I don't normally hang out at graveyards, I just need to get away from all the noise so I'm in the one place where your surrounded by people and it's dead silent. I brought my notebook with me just in case I an inspiration to write something or in case I remembered something I had to say to Kelly in my next e-mail (I tend to forget things a lot). As I sat there at the foot of a tree something glittered in the grass. I got up and walked over to see what it was. It was a simple necklace; a silver chain with the Egyptian sign of life on it. My first thought was that the chain broke and it fell off someone's neck but the chain was in one peice and it was still connected in the back. Well no matter how it got on the ground I don't know. I looked over at the grave next to where the necklace was. It read:
Amane Bakura, age 12
April 3, (the date was covered with moss) to November 17, (covered in moss)
A young student, daughter, sister, and victim to a horrible accident. May she be at rest eternallly with her mother, and never forget her father and brother who were left behind.
I kinda wish I knew more about her, like who her family was and how she died but it's none of my buisness. Whoever this necklace belonged to must have known this girl or her mother so I put the necklace on top of Amane's headstone and turned to leave the graveyard. I"m going back to Domino tomorrow and I still have to do a little packing.
Amane
I watched this girl, Nanase, scribble something in her notebook and then look at the ground. Something there must have caught her attention. I looked at the spot she was looking at and saw..... MY NECKLACE?! How is that possible? I saw Ryou put that in my hand while I was in my grave! It can't be on the ground, at least the ground didn't show signs of people digging there or anything. Nanase picked up the necklace and examined the chain. She looked pretty confused (that made two of us) and then looked over at my headstone. She read what it said aloud (I know what is says). She just sat for a while, I guess trying to decide what to do, and then put the necklace in my headstone. She stood and turned to leave. As soon as she turned her back the necklace began to glow and somehow I felt sort of hmm.... connected to her I guess. I'm not sure how to explain it but I'm pretty sure I'm going to see Nanase again very soon.
Nanase
I got back to the hotel and saw Rakster sitting at the table drawing.
"Where'd you go?" he asked.
"On a walk." answered simply. Things were very quiet now so I guessed that the argument was over.
"Dude, you have so much packing to do." Rakster said.
"Dude, no I don't." I said, "I did some packing last night and I didn't bring that much with me."
"Whatever." Rakster said, returning to his drawing. Rakster is one of the best artists I know. He gets mad when his pictures don't look perfect but they're all good dang it! Anyway I went into another room before Rakster began cursing at how "bad" his picture looked. I got some of my remaining clothes out of a drawer and went to go put them in my bag but suddenly stopped. Sitting on my bag was that necklace I found in the graveyard. That couldn't be right it's not possible. Ok, this probably isn't the same necklace. No way it somehow moved from the top of that gravestone to the top of my bag! Ok now I'm freaking myself out. Oh well, no point in stressing out over an inanimate object, besides, it's pretty and somewhat gothic, I think. So I put it on and looked in the mirror. Somehow it looked right, like I was meant to have this necklace. I dismissed that thought quickly and repeated to myself, "It just looks good on black." "Please don't lose it." A small voice said behind me. I quickly spun around and saw no one there. I knew it wasn't Rakster, his voice was too low. Kelly told me that I was listening to too many songs about people having voices in their heads (*cough! Linkin Park *cough Papercut *cough)
So I guess those songs are finally getting to me. Oh well.
"Anyone hungry?" my dad asked. Well I wasn't hungry but I guess if they're leaving I have to go for the ride. Before I left I quietly said, "Don't worry. I won't." Tomorrow was going to be a long trip home and the day after that was the first day of school, September 3.
Nanase
I guess I'm the other part of this so I need to introduce myself. Very well, my name is Nanase, I am 14 and will be attending Domino High as a freshman this year. My mom's in America and my dad programs computers and stuff and sometimes travels around to lear more about computers. I have an older brother named Rakster. He will be a senior this year at... well it's hard to say since he used to go to Don Bosco Tech in America but the whole issue is very confusing so let's just say he's never in one spot for too long. He's also a duelist and goes to many tournaments (you'll hear his stories later). I am also a duelist but not a very dedicated one. I don't go to tournaments, I don't feel as if my life is over if I lose a duel, and now I don't have much time for it. One reason is because I play the guitar. I'm not very good but I'm learning. Right now my dad, Rakster, and I are in a city called Kolkhos. It's hard to say where it is but it's a good distance away from Domino. Anyway we were in Kolkhos for the last week of summer. My dad and Rakster got in an argument at the hotel we were staying at so I left and found myself wandering in a graveyard when I decided to stop running. Before you start thinking I'm obsessed with death, I don't normally hang out at graveyards, I just need to get away from all the noise so I'm in the one place where your surrounded by people and it's dead silent. I brought my notebook with me just in case I an inspiration to write something or in case I remembered something I had to say to Kelly in my next e-mail (I tend to forget things a lot). As I sat there at the foot of a tree something glittered in the grass. I got up and walked over to see what it was. It was a simple necklace; a silver chain with the Egyptian sign of life on it. My first thought was that the chain broke and it fell off someone's neck but the chain was in one peice and it was still connected in the back. Well no matter how it got on the ground I don't know. I looked over at the grave next to where the necklace was. It read:
Amane Bakura, age 12
April 3, (the date was covered with moss) to November 17, (covered in moss)
A young student, daughter, sister, and victim to a horrible accident. May she be at rest eternallly with her mother, and never forget her father and brother who were left behind.
I kinda wish I knew more about her, like who her family was and how she died but it's none of my buisness. Whoever this necklace belonged to must have known this girl or her mother so I put the necklace on top of Amane's headstone and turned to leave the graveyard. I"m going back to Domino tomorrow and I still have to do a little packing.
Amane
I watched this girl, Nanase, scribble something in her notebook and then look at the ground. Something there must have caught her attention. I looked at the spot she was looking at and saw..... MY NECKLACE?! How is that possible? I saw Ryou put that in my hand while I was in my grave! It can't be on the ground, at least the ground didn't show signs of people digging there or anything. Nanase picked up the necklace and examined the chain. She looked pretty confused (that made two of us) and then looked over at my headstone. She read what it said aloud (I know what is says). She just sat for a while, I guess trying to decide what to do, and then put the necklace in my headstone. She stood and turned to leave. As soon as she turned her back the necklace began to glow and somehow I felt sort of hmm.... connected to her I guess. I'm not sure how to explain it but I'm pretty sure I'm going to see Nanase again very soon.
Nanase
I got back to the hotel and saw Rakster sitting at the table drawing.
"Where'd you go?" he asked.
"On a walk." answered simply. Things were very quiet now so I guessed that the argument was over.
"Dude, you have so much packing to do." Rakster said.
"Dude, no I don't." I said, "I did some packing last night and I didn't bring that much with me."
"Whatever." Rakster said, returning to his drawing. Rakster is one of the best artists I know. He gets mad when his pictures don't look perfect but they're all good dang it! Anyway I went into another room before Rakster began cursing at how "bad" his picture looked. I got some of my remaining clothes out of a drawer and went to go put them in my bag but suddenly stopped. Sitting on my bag was that necklace I found in the graveyard. That couldn't be right it's not possible. Ok, this probably isn't the same necklace. No way it somehow moved from the top of that gravestone to the top of my bag! Ok now I'm freaking myself out. Oh well, no point in stressing out over an inanimate object, besides, it's pretty and somewhat gothic, I think. So I put it on and looked in the mirror. Somehow it looked right, like I was meant to have this necklace. I dismissed that thought quickly and repeated to myself, "It just looks good on black." "Please don't lose it." A small voice said behind me. I quickly spun around and saw no one there. I knew it wasn't Rakster, his voice was too low. Kelly told me that I was listening to too many songs about people having voices in their heads (*cough! Linkin Park *cough Papercut *cough)
So I guess those songs are finally getting to me. Oh well.
"Anyone hungry?" my dad asked. Well I wasn't hungry but I guess if they're leaving I have to go for the ride. Before I left I quietly said, "Don't worry. I won't." Tomorrow was going to be a long trip home and the day after that was the first day of school, September 3.