Alright, really late, I know, but School before break started + Very Busy + Joining Deviant Art (AKA: Getting a major itch to draw) + Going on vacation + Trying to play with my new Electric Guitar I got for Christmas because I can't bring it on vacation NO TIME! So here ya go. Not a good chapter but a chapter. My gift to you, from me to you with love!
XChibiNekoChan: (Sigh) Yet another long review. Ok, thanks, I'm glad you think I'm funny, I can say a few good ones every now and then ;). Ha! You fell down stairs! And I'm glad you like the ShiShi plushie, just remember, they are kinda fragile, as in now jumping off Mt. Everest with them and falling into a bishie's arms. That's a no-no! Oh well, my A is ok, but at my school they don't offer Italian. And thanks for the Japanese 101, I'll be sure to call my friend and brother those evil words. Muahahaha! (cough) I'm sure you feel guilty about your friend, but I bet the laughter covers it up right? Oh, and put my on that decapitation list, I wanna make sure I get a spot for you and your cousin. I am busy after all. And no, my friend isn't an Inu/Kikyo fan, neither an Inu/Kagome fan, she's a strictly Inu/her or else she'll track you down and stab you in the middle of the night fan. And stop insulting Inny's Dad! He's awesome! And there is nothing wrong with Anime and Manga, although my brother fails to see that. "Stop speaking gibberish!" he says… "Baka Nii-kun!" (whack) And yes, I still hate your friend, but now I hate your other friends as well, and I saw the new Harry Potter, it's ok, great movie wise, bad movie to book wise. And yes, I am cruel to her. Muahaha! (cough) I think I might have a cold or something. Don't worry about the carpet thing, just personifying it, 'cause it's fun. And I dunno about Bakura. Interpret it as you want, someone thought he was jealous, I kinda wrote it as he is a demon and doesn't like that mushy shit. But jealous works too. :D But that was one of my bad chapters! Wah! (We gotta stop typing so much.)
Horsie890: Yesh, Masta! bows (my weird lingo, ignore it)
Panmotto: Oh yeah! You were the one who thought Bakura was jealous! And I'm starting to think he is. Just a hunch.
Disclaimer: I don't own. Now read and review! Where did all my reviewers go? ;;
It was early morning when ShiShi woke up, yawning and showing off his large white teeth before stretching out his forelegs. For a second, the great, warm rays of sunlight pouring in through the window and warming his behind was a little too inviting and he almost laid down again for a nice little nap.
Before his mind could protest, the cat's body slowly lowered back down onto the flat blankets, curling up and snuggling into their warmth. Then his yellow eyes snapped open. ShiShi shot his head up and looked at the head of the bed, seeing an empty space that should have been occupied with a giant fuzz ball of a severely bad case of bed head.
The cat stood up and dashed out of the bedroom, just crusin' into the living room and slid across the floor, skidding to a halt just before smashing into the door. ShiShi looked around frantically, though searching at eye level when you're only about a foot tall doesn't work all that well. When he heard a small sniffle, the neko looked up and sighed with relief.
Nami was sitting cross-legged on the couch with a sweatshirt on over her pajamas, hunched over with a plate of a piece of toast with just a brush of peanut butter and jelly in her lap. The cat walked forward and sat in front of the couch, pawing the carpet before leaping onto the cushion and sitting next to his master, finally getting a good look at her face.
She seemed unusually pale with her hair matted against her face with a few beads of sweat sticking to her forehead. Nami had a blank look on her face as she munched on her toast absentmindedly, only eating tiny bites at a time, otherwise keeping her arms clutched tightly to her chest and shivering slightly.
"Hey champ, you don't look so good." he commented, Nami finally noticing him.
"I don't feel so good." she added, coughing softly.
"Come down her for a sec." the neko said, nodding with his head.
The witch leaned over and he put his paw onto her fore head, his face turning serious as he felt her temperature. They were like that for a second before he removed his paw and Nami leaned back against the back of the couch, letting out a huge sigh.
ShiShi stared down at his paw for a moment, trying to see what bad her temperature was, when she looked at him, and he sighed.
"It doesn't look that good. You have about a hundred degree fever, and by the way you're shivering, you have the chills. The small bites of grain you're eating means that you have a stomach ache, and then the way your eyes are squinted you have a headache as well." he diagnosed, "I think you have the flu."
"The flu? How did I get the flu?" she questioned, holding back a sneeze.
He shrugged, "My guess is: The demons are pretty much immune to simple viruses like this. Someone probably had it and past it on to you. And because you didn't have much magic or physical defense, you got sick."
"Makes sense."
"So," ShiShi asked, "Do you feel well enough to go to school?"
"I'd better be. I have a test today."
He looked up in surprise, "Are you sure that's a good idea? You know what usually happens when you get sick."
"Yeah, but I doubt my teacher will let me take it later. 'Special Human Treatment.'" Nami quoted with her fingers.
"Well… just try your best and if you feel really bad, just come home. Don't be stubborn about it." The cat sighed.
"If you hadn't noticed, I'm not a man. I'm not stubborn." the witch said, before sneezing into a tissue.
"You still have your stubborn side. Granted you get it from your brother…"
"Hey! That's been proven to be the effect of when the moons of Venus a line!" she retorted, as weakly as she could.
"Then they a line more often then I was told, about once every five hundred years or so. Not once every five hundred seconds." he smirked.
Nami narrowed her eyes and leaned over, trying to reach and pull on ShiShi's tail, a nice little way of annoying him. The same thing she did as a child, and learned very quickly that cat's have very big teeth. But only, today, with his charge being sick, he gave her the benefit of a doubt, and just let her fall to far and land on the couch with her face down.
The neko just stepped back and watched her head, lying motionless against the cushions. After a moment, her arms slowly rose and flailed around feebly as her neck tensed, trying to raise her head to breathe, but failing miserably.
Eventually, in about five more seconds, she stopped struggling and her arms fell like bricks down to the couch, sticking up at awkward angles. For a long moment she lay there, ShiShi pondering nonchalantly about whether or not she could breathe.
Then, after starting to clean himself, he realized she couldn't, and preceded to roll her over on her side so that her head faced him. ShiShi chuckled while she couldn't comprehend anything around her at the stupid look on her face and X's in her eyes.
"Wake up or you're going to be late." he ordered and heard a moan.
"You almost kill me then expect me to go to school?" Nami asked, trying to focus on him.
"No." she sighed, "You almost killed yourself. Now quick take a cold shower and get your uniform on."
"I hate you." the witch said as she stood up and began to stumble down the hall.
"Love you too!" ShiShi called and smirked.
After the bathroom door closed, the neko stood up and stretched out his hind legs, jumping off the couch and trotting along the hallway to the kitchenette area. He leapt up to the counter and sat down, curling his tail around his behind.
ShiShi sat there for a few moments, making sure he didn't hear and crashes or abnormal noises from the bathroom, just to make sure they wouldn't have to pay any fines for the room. It wasn't like he was worried about his master, don't get the wrong idea.
Though, in her state, the guardian was surprised that she could tell up from down, and was impressed on how well she was handling her cold. A shudder went through his bones as he thought of all the other colds she has had in the past.
Deciding to be helpful so that some events might not repeat themselves, he grudgingly removed himself from the semi-chilled marble countertop. ShiShi stared down at the tiled floor a second before falling down and landing perfectly on his padded feet.
He hastily trotted into the bedroom and scanned the several piles of miscellaneous objects. Including several piles of clothes, books and magical items. The cat reverted to his ancestors ways, when they used to prowl around in the jungle and walked forward, his head down and smelling the floor for any scents.
"Where is it? I know it's in here somewhere." he muttered.
In a swift move, ShiShi leapt up onto the bed to get a bird's eye view of things. The neko glanced around the room until he smiled and nodded. Right there beside the closet door was his target, Nami's backpack.
He tried to hurdle over most of the obstacles, but ended up landing face first into a pile of dirty uniforms. Struggling to bring his head back up to where oxygen flowed freely, ShiShi clawed and squirmed in the blouses and skirts, eventually able to peak his little nose through to get a big whiff of air.
Regaining his breath, the guardian swallowed to try and quench his dry throat before continuing to roll from side to side, working his way out of the death trap. Giving the last little push with his legs, ShiShi fell out of the pile and bonked his nose, lying with his head down against the carpet.
"I really need her to clean this place when she's better." ShiShi told himself.
He ran over to the pack and slid his body between the straps, wrapping it around his stomach and back, almost looking like a sled dog. Looking back for a second, the cat braced himself, then pulled forward with all his might.
The heavy backpack barely leaned from his weight and when he stopped, it returned to its original position. The cat snarled, before trying again, this time, pulling harder with his head down and claws digging into the carpet for support.
The books inside the backpack began to groan, the weight shifting from the back to the front, right above ShiShi. Right when he realized he had a strap tying him to the pack, and about seven hundred pound text books leaning over above him, something clicked in his brain. He was about to become a bug on a windshield.
He squeezed his eyes shut and bent down, bracing for impact and hoped he would live. After about a minute, the neko opened his eyes and knew that something was wrong, er… good, or he was in heaven already.
"That was fast…"
Then he looked up, which should have been what he did in the first place and saw Nami yawning over him and slinging her backpack over her shoulder. When ShiShi looked closer, he saw that the witch still didn't look all that good, looking pale with some sweat on her forehead, but definitely better than before she took a shower.
"Oh… Hey ShiShi." Nami mumbled.
'That's it? "Hey ShiShi?" I almost die and all you can say is "Hey ShiShi?"!' he sighed and decided to give her the benefit of the doubt, she was sick after all.
"So, you think you're alright to go to school?"
"No, but you're going to make me go anyway, right?" she asked dryly, and started to walk towards the door.
The guardian sighed, "You know the rules. I didn't make them, your mother did. Personally, I'd make you a bed and tie you to it out in the middle of the woods, but that's just me."
"That's it, I'm going to school, or I'll be late." Nami started opening the door.
"Since when do you care about being late?" ShiShi couldn't help but push her buttons.
"Since I'm going to end up running out half way through. Being on time will just make them less mad at me."
"Ah, never thought of that."
ShiShi blinked when the door closed. Then he sighed. It was always on days like this that Nami had a one track mind, just doing things she's told or knows she has to do. Yet it's only on days like this he suddenly grows a heart and doesn't want to push her. Why do the gods punish him so?
Nami pulled right into the classroom as the bell rang, walking over to her seat as quickly as she could, which was about as fast as a snail when there's a tower of salt about to spill on it. Which isn't as fast as most people think they would go.
Either way, she made it to her seat as the teacher stood up in the front of the room and announced everyone to take five minutes to either A: Cram study for the test, B: Get your materials out for the test, C: Talk to your friends or D: All of the above.
Mai blinked and looked up to see Nami sitting quietly in her desk and wandered over to talk to her, not seeing her earlier. When she stopped in front of the witch's desk, the temptress stood there puzzled for a moment, before remembering that Nami was human.
"Don't feel so good, Hun?" she asked softly and stroked the girl's hair, like a mother would do.
"Do the words 'No Shit' mean anything to you?" the witch groaned and laid her head down on the desk.
"Maybe you should go home?" Mai suggested, rubbing her back.
Nami rolled her head to the side, so she could speak clearly, "I didn't argue with my self the whole time and drag myself out of bed to take this test just to go back now. I'm going to take the test, then leave."
The demoness brought her finger to her chin, "Smart."
"That's what ShiShi said."
Just then, the boys realized that their little stress reliever had finally made it. Joey, feeling a lot better from when he had "succumbed to illness", and bounced over to Nami and stood over her like a little kid with sugar.
"Hi Nami-chan! What's up?" he smiled.
"My temperature." she mustered back as Mai continued fiddling with her hair.
Joey blinked, the scoffed, "Jeez, Nami! You're such a downer!"
She just stared at him. Then Mokuba came up and knew exactly how Nami was feeling, having had many a fever before. He walked right up and slipped his arms around her form and brought her into a hug, something she didn't expect at all.
When he stepped back, the vampire blushed at her face, "I heard hugs make people feel better."
"Oh…" her mouth said, while her mind was screaming, 'DO IT AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN! OH SO KAWAII!'
That was when she let her head drop onto her desk like a brick, attempting to get those dirty thoughts out of her mind. That was also when the other boys came over and started looking at the poor girl like she was stupid, or to me more politically correct: Mentally Retarded.
"Aww, is our poor human gone and gotten her brain scrambled?" Bakura said in a high cutesy voice.
She groaned, "That would feel better than this."
The boys stared at her, perplexed for a second before the teacher yelled at the class to sit down, for the test was to be starting. All of the students grabbed a pencil as the professor walked around the room, handing out the tests.
When the teacher returned to the front of the room, he said, "Begin" and all was silent, save for the sound of pencils scratching against the paper. Nami cursed to herself as she held up her head with her left hand, writing with her right.
Soon after the testing period had began, the witch could feel a strong pounding in her skull, the words blurring in and out of focus. It wasn't long before she slumped forward in her desk, resting her chin on her left arm and tempting her eyes closed.
'No! Must… finish… test! Must.. Not fail! Must…' Then her eyes shut lightly, making all light switches in her brain flick to off. That's when her head rolled slightly to the side, and the girl was sleeping like the dead.
After about a half an hour, most of the test forms were handed into a neat pile on the teachers desk, and most students reading books, doing other homework or counting the ceiling tiles, a very fun, yet challenging activity.
That's when Yugi looked over to see how Nami was doing, choking when he saw some drool coming out the side of her mouth. The little hamster in his brain, which Mokuba named Zack, and strangely having the very same tail he, himself had, began to run at top speed along his hamster wheel.
Then, the demon took action, poking her softly in the arm. He sighed when the only thing that happened was her head clanking onto her desk. A sudden idea then came to mind, when Yugi was talking to ShiShi one time.
He quickly dug in his backpack for something that might work, till he pulled out his plastic ruler, and grinned almost evilly. The lycan found a few inches of open desktop not being occupied by Nami's sleeping figure.
Hovering his ruler over the table top a few inches, Yugi bit his tongue out of concentration and wavered it up and down before pulling all the way back, and letting loose. An ear-splitting crack echoed through the room, making everyone sit as tall as possible with eyes wide.
Much to Yugi's luck, Nami was wide awake, looking much like a deer caught in the headlights. He hastily tapped her on the shoulder and pointed to his wrist once he had her attention, the universal sign for time.
Her eyes snapped to the teacher's desk, where an infamous hourglass stood and showed how much time there was until the testing period was over. Sadly for the witch, there were only a few grains of sand let in the top part of the glass figure.
Nami's eyes widened as she stared at her test, with absolutely no answers filled out. That's when she panicked.
'Ohmigod! I'm screwed! There's no way in the seven hells I can finish this now! Then I'll get an F and get kicked out of this school. My life go downhill from there. Oh… well, I could always use magic. What am I thinking! Magic? I'm sick! But… I guess I have no choice.'
The young sorceress closed her eyes and took a deep breath, opening them to show two glowing orbs. Then, the pencil marks oozed through the paper and showed clearly on all of the right answers. After that, her head clunked to the desktop again and her breaths came even and slow.
Yugi couldn't help but smile as he stood up and eased the papers out from under her head, stopping to pat her hair before walking up to the front and handing in the test for her. The teacher gave him a weird look, but shrugged it off.
After all the tests were handed into the teacher, he allowed all of the students to talk amongst themselves before the bell rang. Tristan ran over to pull a fast one on Nami as she was unawares, putting her saliva covered finger right outside her ear.
In an instant, there was a loud cracking noise, and the witch was blown out of her chair and onto the floor while Tristan stumbled back and fell into Seto's lap. The vampire looked disgusted and through the brown-haired demon off of him while Joey peered over the desk to look at Nami, who opened her eyes and looked completely lost.
"You ok down there?" Joey asked.
"I 'tink so." her voice all of a sudden sounded extremely clogged.
"What's wrong now?" Mokuba questioned, "You sound really sick."
"G'oh. Ib was all mine fauld. I dused magic. I knew bedder bud, I couldn' 'elp id." she mumbled.
"What?" Bakura's eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"I-" she stopped, nose twitching as her face crunched as if she was going to sneeze. Nami's hands flew to her face and then there was a muffled booming sound, as a weakened blast of air squeezed through her fingers.
Yami slowly turned his head to face her with his eyes widened from fear, before narrowing dangerously, "What. Was. That?"
She spoke a slur of different pitched sounds as her head bobbed and she spoke into her hands. Seto raised an eyebrow and Yami stepped forward, forcefully pulled her hands away from her face and held them at her sides until she nodded and kept them away from her face.
"Now, say that again." Yami said like he was talking to a child.
Nami sniffed and when she spoke, it was a lot clearer, "For some reason, whenever I get sick, my powers amplify and go out of control."
"What!"
She nodded, just as the bell rang. Everyone stood shocked until the witch started to gather her stuff and stood up, the boys getting quite a nice view, and for once, Nami didn't have the strength to care. Slinging her backpack over her shoulder, the girl started to walk towards the door before the boys and Mai scrambled to get their stuff and follow her.
By the time they caught of with her, she was walking out of the school building and into the courtyard, sniffling and rubbing her nose. The gang ran around her, keeping a circular distance not to get too close, whatever might happen.
"So, what did you mean by 'your powers go out of control?'" Seto demanded as he took long strides next to her and stopping in front, making her pause.
"You guys have a lot to learn…" then she stopped, taking in gasps of air as her head leaned back.
Nami's head snapped forward in a sneeze, which her hands jumped up to try and catch. It was a small and rather girlish sneeze, as she tried to hold it back, but behind the whole gang, a giant part of the sidewalk exploded, giant chunks of asphalt raining back down to the ground.
Slowly, all eyes turned to her as she rubbed her nose again.
"I hate colds."
Yeah, this was a good chapter. I've had the whole sick thing in my head for a while now, and it will take a few chapters for her to get over it. Perfect season for it anyway eh?And I'm sure all of you could understand what she said, you've all had colds. So… yeah. Oh and if anyone's curious, check me out on Deviant Art. My screen name is KairiTheWitch.
So, my final parting words. It's been a great year so far, with lots of fun in this fic, with tons more to come, and even a sequel planned, or at least an idea for one. So, Happy Holidays, or as we say here Happy Chrismahonakwanzica! I bet only two of you understand that. So, Happy Holidays (and Happy New Year) to all! And to all a good night! (poofs into snowflakes)
