Another chapter! Whee! I'm sorry it's late, so I made it extra long, but I'm thinking of writing another fanfic, a Shaman King one. (dodges rotten banana peels) I know! But when inspiration hits ya. (gets hit by train)
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Nami almost jumped for joy; she was hanging out with her friends! Or at least, people who tolerated her. Her and her new "Friends" were sitting in a more private spot in the Courtyard. They were talking amongst themselves about things like, weather, tests, teachers, classes, mostly school related. At times, she would smiled and nod, not really saying anything, still way too shy.
"And then I say 'I was talking to the duck!'" Joey finished his joke, everyone laughing out loud (1).
Yugi leaned back on his palms, stretching in his spot on the ground and looked over at the witch, sitting on a garden wall. She smiled politely at the joke and looked down, her hair covering her face.
"Are you ok? You smell a little shy," he said softly, scooting over to her.
Startled, Nami looked up, tilting her head in confusion. The boy pointed to his nose and her mouth formed an "Oh". He was a demon, a special animal demon: a lycan. That meant his nose could smell things no one else could. I guess it's true, animals can smell fear.
"A-Actually, I'm always like this." she replied, looking away to hide her blush.
"You know, you don't have to be scared. We're not gonna hurt you."
She leaned back, placing her hands behind her head and snorted, "You might not. They are just waiting to pounce."
Her head nodded over to where Seto and Bakura were sitting. Mokuba didn't want to eat her, since she saved his life, but that wasn't the case with the other two. Yugi looked over as well and bowed his head.
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
The girl shook her head, "I'm not blaming any of you for doing what you do best. Or thinking about what you were made to do. All I'm saying is that I gave you fair warning, if you attack me I have the right to defend myself."
A strange expression appeared on his face, like a puzzled one. Nami's attention drifted from the lycan to the sky, where giant, fluffy, white clouds lazily floated passed. A stray wind blew by, making her hair fly up and around before settling back beside her face.
The whole time, Yugi was watching her. It bamboozled (2) him how she could live in a place like this and remain calm, surrounded by things that wanted to eat her…or worse.
He pulled his legs towards his chest and wrapped his arms around them, "How do you do it?"
"'Scuse me?"
He glanced up at her, "How can you live like this when you know you have a high chance of dying?"
The demon watched as she froze at his question, pondering for every possible answer. Her hamster ran, then stopped, scratched his butt and started to run again in her mind. She gulped noticeably and shifted her body, looking away from him, but able to see him out of the corner of her eye.
"Carefully."
A sweat drop materialized on the back of Yugi's head, what kind of answer was that? His elf shaped ears twitched, as he paused in their conversation. He turned to inspect a bush that had rattled when a voice interrupted him.
"No, stupid is more like It." a new voice called.
Suddenly, all of the demons were alert, trying to find where the voice was coming from. For all they knew, it could have been Shinji or any other demons. They were constantly turning, ears listening to every sound in the area. Too bad for them, the breeze kicked up again, making it almost impossible to find the mysterious voice.
"I know that voice…" Nami muttered, a few ears jerking in response.
"Oh, well I should hope so, Ms. I'll worry him and be late for dinner." it called again.
A shrub shook once more and everyone turned, out of the bush stepped a tiny pure black cat. It's fur shone in the sunlight and it's green and yellow eyes formed into slits as it sat down on its butt on the edge in front of all of them.
"ShiShi!" The witch gasped, bringing her hand to her mouth.
"You know it?" Yami asked, turning slightly.
"Of course, you twit for a demon," ShiShi snapped, "Do you honestly think that a girl like her would last more than an hour without me?"
The lycan fought back a hiss as the cat leaped down from the stone wall, walking with his tail in the air over to Nami and jumped up into her lap. He sat there and glared at the demons, sitting on her like an important King and she was his throne.
"Who is that?" Mokuba asked, peeking out from his hiding spot, behind his brother.
"This," she said, a sweat drop appearing behind her, "Is ShiShi, my guardian cat."
Tristan raised an eyebrow and walked closer, reaching out with his index finger to poke it, "This thing is a guardian? I sneeze boogers bigger than him!"
The neko narrowed his eyes and a low growl came from his throat. Then, he moved swiftly, biting onto the demon's finger, his large fangs stuck in the skin. Loud yells and cries of "Get 'im off!" were thrown as Tristan's arm whipped up and down, trying to shake the cat off.
Finally, after a few minutes of screaming and pain, ShiShi let go when he was good and ready, landing on the stone walkway. Quick as a flash, he bounded back into Nami's lap, curling up and laying on his side. If he were bigger, it would look like he was wrapping his arms protectively around her.
"That's no cat!" Tristan yelled, voice cracking, "It's a demon!"
The neko in question closed his eyes and smirked, "That's saying something, coming from one such as yourself."
Anger raised off of the demon in waves, his best friends barely containing their laughter. The guardian had his eyes half open in a smirk and his owner blinked, not saying anything.
"Dude…" Joey choked out, stifling his laughter, "You were beaten by a cat."
"I know how you feel."
All eyes turned to the person who said that. Nami looked down embarrassed, blush rising to her cheeks as she avoided their eyes. A thousand questions popped into their minds, forming into one.
"What!"
She looked up surprised, then shrugged and pointed at the neko in her lap, "What? You think I could beat him? Dream on!"
ShiShi smiled at the compliment and opened his eyes, glancing over at the demons, "You know, even demons have to breathe."
The beasts let out a breath they didn't know they were holding. Confused thoughts ran through their heads, this cat was special; he obviously had to have some magical power. If not, he really knew how to make demons sweat, a very hard task indeed.
Bakura growled and stepped forward, "I don't know who you think you are, cat, but I will not stand for this."
The white-haired demon advanced, stopping only when Nami raised her hands in a gesture of peace, "Hey! No need for violence! I know he can be a bit rude, but he doesn't mean you any harm. Right, ShiShi?"
The kitten didn't reply, but didn't do anything threatening towards the gang. He closed his eyes and lie on her lap, ears twitching. The green eyes opened a crack, curious as to what they demon's reaction would be.
Yugi looked at the others before cautiously stepping towards the said demon cat, ignoring his brother's gestures. He kneeled down before the cat on her lap, and slowly brought out a hand, stopping above the frail little body. When the cat didn't move, the lycan left his hand pet the soft, lush fur, receiving a purr in return.
"Wimp." Nami muttered.
The cat growled and raised the front half of his body; "There is nothing wrong with a belly rub!"
"You're always a sucker for belly rubs!"
"Like I said, there's nothing wrong with that!"
All of a sudden, the two got into a huge, heated argument. Yugi backed away for safety as Nami stood up, pointing an accusing finger at her cat. ShiShi was on a stone bench, arching his back and showing his fangs and continued to scold the witch.
This argument went on for several minutes; Tristan and Joey sat down and watched it like a soap opera, while the others looked on from out of harm's way. In the conversation, all kinds of topics came up, Christmas, Pranks, Birthday gifts, the First Grade, cars and things that the onlookers thought had nothing to do with the original argument.
Finally, somehow ShiShi cornered Nami. She looked around frantically, trying to think of a way to come back at her cat. He, other the other hand, silently waited, sitting down and having his tail swing back and forth, a confident smirk on his face.
"Dammit!"
"Well now that that's over…" He trailed off, giving her the hint.
She groaned, "Do I have to?"
"Yes."
Nami moaned and got down on hands and knees, bowing with her forehead touching the ground. ShiShi jumped onto her back and sat there, pretending to examine his claws.
"I am sorry, oh merciful master. I meant no trouble to be caused to you. Please except my most humble apologies and bare me no hatred." She recited, her head in the dirt.
"Very good apprentice."
At this point, the group couldn't restrain their snickering anymore and busted out laughing, making the witch bury her head further in the dirt. Could you blame them? An all-powerful witch was being bossed around by her pet cat.
"Aw, how cute. The human is bowing to her demon masters."
Whirling around, everyone saw that Shinji and his pack of demon followers were behind them, arms crossed and fangs bared. All together, there were about ten demons, surrounding them in a half circle, the gang backing against the stone wall.
"Who's that?" the guardian whispered into his master's ear, crouching on her shoulder.
"That's Shinji, a really mean demon. He beat up Mokuba and Yugi," she murmured back.
"I heard my name."
She froze and turned to face the demon, he was smirking evilly, eyes shining with otherworldly power. His lackeys behind started to snicker and crack their knuckles. Slowly but surely, the opposing demons advanced, driving the misfits closer and closer to the wall with nowhere to escape.
"What do we do now?" whispered Yugi.
"Fight." snarled Yami, Seto and Joey.
"Alright. You guys get your asses whooped while we run." Nami said sarcastically.
Bakura grimaced, "Well, what do you suggest we do, Afternoon Snack?"
"ShiShi?" She looked over, a strange smile on her face.
"Make it quick."
The smile grew wider and she made everyone huddle closer together so Shinji wouldn't hear what they were planning. The still had to whisper, but the chuckles the other demons were making would drown out their own noise.
"Alright," she said under her breath, "You guys have fought them before, right? What's their weakness? What's their Achilles Heel?"
All eyes turned to Joey. The said werewolf had his brow furrowed in thought. Having been enemies and rivals with Shinji since before the dawn of time, Joey had fought with him and his gang countless times.
"Their senses. All demons have better senses than humans, like hearing, vision, smell and so on. For some reason, they have extra sensitive senses, meaning that the smallest little thing could hurt them big time." Joey explained.
"Ok! Then leave it to me! You guys just be ready to run. We'll go to my place." the witch grinned.
"What are you…"
Nami ran forward before he could continue and stood with her legs spread out, one arm held in a fist at her side, as if ready to strike, the other hand rose to her mouth.
"Hey Shinji! Listen up!"
With a frown, all of Shinji's crew glared over at her. Most of them started forward, licking their lips while some held restraint. No one could say if they were excited to eat her, or do something else to her.
The witch quickly looked over her shoulder, "You guess might want to plug your ears. This is gonna be loud. You too, ShiShi."
On instinct, the cat flinched and crawled like a snake to her other shoulder. After that, he slid down her neck and hid in her shirt, his master's hand covering him protectively. Seeing how the neko reacted, the group of misfit demons covered their ears with their hands, Yugi and Yami placed theirs especially tight.
The sorceress left her face become emotionless and opened her arms wide. Closing her eyes, wisps of wavy magic flowed through her and gathered in her hands, making them glow a mysterious white. Nami opened her eyes, her normal brown ones having hints of white and shine in them.
Smirking, Nami brought her hands back further before smacking them together brutally. A giant wave of air surged from her hands into Shinji and his demon gang. Immediately, they were blown backward and landed roughly on the ground, gaining many scrapes and deep cuts. Not only that, the sound was like that of a thunderclap, basically right in their ears.
The beasts started rolling around on the ground, clutching their heads. A horrible ringing clanged in the air, making the various demons wince, cry and shout in pain, as it wouldn't stop.
The girl smiled and motioned for her friends to follow her. Taking a few steps away from the bodies on the ground, she paused and looked behind her. The gang hadn't moved, their hands still over their ears.
Sighing, she walked over and pulled forcefully on Tristan's sleeve, gaining his attention. She waved her hand and everyone followed, carefully stepping over the demons sprawled out on the ground. The schoolgirl sprinted over to the dorm building, everyone else in tow as the came to the elevator. The ride was silent as they reached the fifth floor and rushed to 450 and with a quick turn of the key, everyone piled inside, locking the door behind them.
Nami sighed and slid down the back of the apartment door, leaning her head back. Sweat was just piled up on her forehead and her breaths were deep, the annoying side effects of using magic.
"Are you alright?"
She lazily rolled her head over to where Yami was standing over her. His arms were crossed, like usual, but his eyes had a soft, even caring glow to them. He awkwardly sat down next to her, his hands loosely hanging on his knees.
The girl turned her head back straight and closed her eyes a long moment before opening them, "Yeah. That was the first time I tried something like that."
His eyes now held a curious gleam, "What do you mean?"
Nami couldn't help but giggle. When the point of magic came up, everyone started to listen intently. It was a mysterious thing and this was finally their chance to get some answers.
The witch hummed softly, "Well, magic is different for every being who uses it. Even you guys have magic, but you just can't use it in the same way I can."
Mokuba couldn't help but blurt out, "Huh?"
"Well, this is how I was taught. Everything has magic in it; they just use it in different ways. Like you Mokuba. You are a vampire; you use your magic to lurk around in the night, to give that…weird family glare to paralyze your victims. Even seduce them." She shuddered at the last part.
"So, how da you use your magic den?" asked Joey.
Again, Nami hummed, thinking, "I guess, I use my magic to create things. Usually using things that already exists."
"How so?" questioned Seto.
"It's kinda like what I did to Shinji. I magnified an already existing sound wave to attack him."
Tristan brought his hand to his head and scratched it thoughtfully, "I think I get it."
Joey shook his head, "No you don't."
"No I don't."
ShiShi suddenly climbed out from under her shirt, nuzzling her neck and sat on her shoulder. Even from the fight, the thunderclap and the escape, he still seemed in one piece as he lies around her neck like a scarf.
"Why don't you give them a visual? I don't think they understand." he coached.
"Ok."
She stood up and started pacing the room, trying to think of an example. Her head was bowed, the index finger firmly placed on her chin in thought. With her other hand, the girl snapped her fingers out of habit until she froze, snapping them in front of her face.
The demons watched as she ran into the kitchen and dug around in the cupboards, standing on her tiptoes. The cat had jumped off of her shoulders as she ran around frantically; he now sat on the armrest of the couch next to Mai. Though she didn't say much, the temptress leaned over and gazed upon the cat with giant innocent eyes. He blinked when she brought forth her hand and started to scratch him under his chin, which he gratefully enjoyed.
"Finally!"
Nami ran back into the room with a cigarette lighter in her hands. Sitting on her heels, she held out the lighter and flicked the trigger, making a small flame appear.
"Just watch."
She moved the lighter into her palm, looking like she was going to burn it, but instead, a flame, the same size as the one from the lighter burned. The whole process looked like lighting a candle.
When the flame was successfully burning in her hand, the witch shut off the lighter and placed it on the ground. Closing her eyes, the fire slowly grew, bit by bit until it almost reached the ceiling as a roaring bonfire.
Everyone gasped at the light show as Nami spread out her arms, the fire encircling her like a snake. It curled into a tube, the heat and magic making her hair fly up and sway in the familiar invisible wind. The fire roared as it twirled and danced before evaporating back into the little pea sized flame in her palm.
Wide eyes stared at her when her own eyelids opened, revealing two weary eyes. The witch giggled as her friends sat frozen in their poses. Joey was the first one to snap out of it and rise to his feet.
"That…was…awesome!"
Well? How was it? Tell me in your review. (wink, wink, nudge, nudge)
1- Don't ask. It was the first thing that came to my head and it's from the Digimon Movie.
2- OMG! MY NEW FAVORITE WORD!
