DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH OR ITS CHARACTERS, ONLY ROSA!
Chapter Three
I like walks, since they allow me to think. But right now this walk is just plainawkward.
"So uh, Rosa- wait ya don't mind if I call ya dat right?"
"Rosa...I like that nickname. Sure you can call me that."
Yay! I've got my old nickname! I smile brightly at Joey, happy that I've made a new friend. After all a lot of people don't take to me too well.
"So if ya don't mind me asking, what part of Italy are ya from?"
"I...live outside Roma."
He doesn't need to know that I live in an orphanage.
"What?! Really you lived near the capital?! Dat's amazing!"
I blushed at the compliment, I'm not used to having male friends. All the boys at the orphanage always found it hilarious to torture me.
"Grazie you're really nice Joey."
"Wha? Why ya acting so surprised? It's like no ones ever been nice to ya before."
"Well...you could say that."
As we were walking three figures came running towards us. Two guys and a girl.
"Hey Joey! Over here!"
The girl yelled out catching the blondes attention.
"Wha-Teà! Tristan! Bakura! Hey guys! We've been looking for ya."
"Hey Joey, who's this?"
"Uh right! Guys this is Rosa, Rosa these are my pals, Teà, Tristan and that's Bakura."
Joey pointed to each of them, Teà a brunette that seemed really cheery, Tristan a tall dude with hair that looks like it's just saying 'fuck gravity'. Now for Bakura...white hair and there's something about this one that seems...off.
"Ciao, I'm Rosabella, piacere di conoscerti." (Nice to meet you)
Teà had a confused look on her face before it exploded into pure joy and excitement.
"Oh you're Italian! That's so cool! The language sounds more beautiful than I thought it would."
Awww she's so sweet.
"Ah..w-well, grazie..."
"What part of Italy are you from? Is it hot there? What's the food like?"
My God the questions go on and on. She's adorable but does this girl ever take a breath?
"Geez Teà, easy on the questions there."
Tristan stepped in to try and hold off Teà's barrage of questions. I'm grateful for that. She seems nice but a bit overwhelming.
However all the while I kept my eye on Bakura, he's seemed quiet, but that didn't change the fact that I was getting danger signals from him. Like there's something not right. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end...I'll need to be
/careful with him.
"Hey guys looks at this! Isn't that Meiko? What's he doing on a sea show poster?"
And there goes the attention straight to something entirely different. Not that I'm complaining-
"Ya right dere Teà, how about we go pay a visit to this freaky fish guy? I feel a duel comin' on!"
Joey suddenly sprinted off followed by Teà and Tristan which left me and the snow cone. Alone. Great.
I turned to speak to him but as soon as I saw his face a chill went down my spine. The albino had the CREEPIEST damn look on his already unnerving face. He's smiling and not the good kind. Right now it made him look like he was getting ready to kick baby
/animals for shits and giggles.
"Dude seriously go back to looking like a baby snowball it's a lot easier on the eyes."
"Silence mortal, you're the least of my concerns right now."
Woah! What! Rude little piece of bird shi-
WACK!
I scuffed him at the back of the head for that remark, only to have the collar of my shirtyanked forward and a very pissed off Bakura looking at me straight in the eye.
"You'd best watch your actions from now on wench. I don't take too kindly to those who disrespect me."
"And I don't take too kindly to assholes who clearly have some sort of inferiority complex bullshit going on."
I could see pure rage overcoming his face, so I thought of the quickest way to get away from him. I kicked him. In the nuts. Really hard. Immediately he let me go, clutching himself in agony before I sped off in the opposite direction. No way am I gonna
/stick around long enough to see the results of my actions. Fuck. That.
Finding the nearest drain pipe I scale it to the top of the building, which had a flat roof that I was able to rest on for a bit. I should go find Joey and the others, they were heading towards some sort of sea-show, now I just have to figure out how
/to get there. I could just run across a few building tops until I find it, but that could take forever...
I begin to stroll across some of the buildings for a awhile until a VERY familiar voice reached me.
"You're in my way!"
Fuck. Sake. I peak over the edge of the building I was on, looking down at the alleyway below to find the same drag queen that tried to 'take over my mind'. Only this time he was wearing a sleeveless purple hoodie and had a killer ride (he's got taste
/?). At the moment his attention was on...snowball? Bakura.
"You have something I seek"
Well good to know he's still talking like a damn creeper...hehe jeepers creepers-no! Bad Rosa! Focus and don't let them see you.
"Give me your millennium item and you may pass by."
I can already see the cogs turning in blondies head: Hahahahaha...fuck no.
"Why do you want my item?"
"You could say I'm a collector..."
I tuned out the rest of what snowball said, he just droned on and it seemed drag queen has the same idea.
"My name is Marik."
"I don't care."
DAAAAAAAMN snowball did someone shove a spiked stick up your ass that left splinters on the way down? Geez and I thought I was a bitch.
"You can have my millennium rod, but you have to do something for me first."
"Why should I help?"
"CAUSE IT'S FUCKING POLITE THAT'S WHY!"
Both males froze and looked up to where I was perching up on the ledge...Rose you're an idiot. This is why sarcasm is bad for you kiddies, you can't keep your damn mouth shut.
I saw recognition in the drag queens eyes..wait his name's Marik...Marik that's actually a nice name.
"You!..."
"Wench!"
"HIYA DRAG QUEEN! SNOWBALL!"
Both males looked pissed at my nicknames for them. Personally I think they're cute.
"Get down here wench! I've still yet to send you to the shadows for your actions!"
"For what? You grabbed me and I kicked you in the balls! You were asking for it snowball!"
"You know this girl?"
Marik asked Bakura, though the little albino was staring me down with daggers.
"How about she comes down from there to join us?"
The weird rod in Marik's hand lights up and that familiar pain in my shoulder comes back full force. I clutch at it in agony as the burning sensation intensifies, however I didn't take into account that I was on a bloody roof! So I lost my footing and
/fell down into the alley. I scream as I plummet straight to the concrete below, only to have my fall broken.
I opened my eyes and saw that I landed on...Marik!
"Wow you're starting to become my personal crash mat."
"Get off me now!"
I'm yanked off by none other than snowball, who looked about ready to kill.
Marik quickly got up and pointed the rod at me,
"Why can't I control your mind?!"
"How should I know!? I've never seen that thing before!"
I struggle against Bakura, swinging blindly hoping that I would be able to strike him. I launch my head back, hitting him right in the face, I quickly turn to see that I've given him a busted lip and a bruised nose. Wow now he looks pissed. Before Bakura
/could make a grab for me, Marik stopped him.
"Wait! This could work out in our favour."
"What do you mean you fool?!"
"This girl is going to help us out."
"Like Hell I am!"
I take a swing at the bronzed skinned teen only for him to duck and pin my arms to my back.
"Now let's see what happens when you're exposed to my millennium rods power. If I can't control your mind, if may affect you in another way."
The rod glowed bright and like before on the roof the pain returned making me cry out.
"NO! STOP IT! IT HURTS!"
Marik put the rod down while stil restraining me,
"Where?!"
"M-my shoulder..."
Without asking for my permission (of course not...little perv) my shirt was yanked down and I hear the drag queen gasp. Because of my position I had no idea what surprised him.
"Where did you get this?"
His voice lowered to a dangerous tone, it sent chills up and down my spine because I know if I say the wrong thing I'm fucked.
"W-what are you on about?!"
"Don't play coy! Where did you get this engraved!?"
"You damn psycho! I don't know what you're on about!"
Marik's grip on my arms tightened, making it feel as if the bone would snap if he didn't loosen his hold soon.
"Marik! Stop this foolishness, the girl doesn't know."
"How do you know she's telling the truth?!"
"I'm the master of lies and deceit, I can spot a lie a mile away."
As the two were arguing, tears began rolling down my face; I hate this feeling. The feeling of being useless, defenceless, pathetic. The only markings I have are the scars I've received over the years from fights. I'm not ashamed of them but I don't like
/people looking at them either. I was brought out of my humiliation when Marik released me and then spun me around to face him. He held up the rod to my face, pressing one of the sharp ends to my cheek, hard enough to draw blood.
"If I find out your lying about this; I will show you what true terror feels like."
"I don't even know what you're going on about! What's on my shoulder?!"
Again that look of surprise, lavender orbs that hold so much emotions; anger, hate...sadness. But that was quickly wiped away by annoyance.
"Don't tell me you forgot the ritual! It's the only way for you to have gotten that mark! How you managed to get it I don't know, you're not even of Egyptian descent!"
"What's that even got to do with anything! I don't know what you're going on about! I was just a normal girl that lived in Italy and all of a sudden I'm landing on your 'better-than-thou' bratty ass before SWIMMING to a city I've never heard of! What
/in the flying blue fuck is going on!"
For a moment both males looked a little terrified. Marik backed off a little and a few seconds later Bakura started laughing.
"Hahahahaha, Marik this little thing truly has no idea! Hahahahaha!"
The blondes bangs covered his eyes so I could tell that he was in deep thought, before he shot a glare at Bakura and grabbed onto my forearm.
"Dude, hands off."
"Silence, you'll stay with me from now on until I figure out what your role is in all this. Don't you dare mess up my plans or you'll regret it understood?"
"Andare a cazzo." (Go fuck yourself)
Marik gave me a somewhat confused/pissed off look, haha shit for brains can't understand me. I think may start speaking in Italian more, if only to piss him off. This is gonna be so much fun, well not for him, but for me: a fucking field day! One of the
/only other things that's bugging me now is, what the Hell is on my shoulder?
