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Now, for the review responses:
Powerpuff 226: I'm really happy that you love my story so much. You're lucky, Soraya does explain how she knows about Akiro and a bit about her past in this chapter. I hope people like this chapter, it took a while to pen out. As for writing a sequel, it might happen, but I'll need some new ideas. Let's see if the other readers/reviewers want a sequel and it'll happen.
Cheeky-Eyes: Glad to know that you think my story is that good. You wonder if Yugi and Soraya are related? I thought that they made that pretty clear, but who knows? Read on and find out!
Miko Meihi: here's the 'more!' The chapter that fully explains how Yami and Soraya are connected will come soon. I promise.
Darkrosemoon: Alright my friend, I shall do my best to make the characters 'nore-than-2-dimensionl'. Tell me what you think is missing. In the meanwhile, have fun with the super-flying-man-like-ape-disco-ninjas-from-venus and keep reading!
And here is Chapter 5! Enjoy!
Chapter 5 Soraya's HistorySoraya let out a deep breath, and settled back down on the roof tiles as she began to relive her past. Yugi regained control of his body as Yami appeared in spirit form beside him.
Soraya stared.
"You can see me?" Yami asked incredulously. Soraya nodded slowly, still staring.
"Yami and I are able to separate if we wish," Yugi answered the unasked question.
"People don't see anything when you separate?" Soraya asked.
"No, I don't know why you can," Yugi replied.
"Oh, okay." Soraya started her story. "I was five years old when I lost my parents, soon after, I was placed under my uncle's custody. He wasn't a great guardian; he would come and go, ignoring me like I was a piece of furniture. I sometimes think he wished I had died along with my parents. It went on like that for about a year, and then everything changed. I don't know why, but he seemed to become tired of my simply being there and signed me up for all sorts of things like swimming and martial arts to get me out of the house more often. He became the worst kind of 'supporter'."
Crash!
Shards flew as the award shattered on the floor. A booted foot crushed the pieces as the man advanced on the young child.
"Why were you going so slowly," Mike Sutuyoku growled, making the question a statement. "You can swim faster than what you did at the pool."
"I still won," the six year old Soraya said. Her uncle's eyes narrowed.
Slap!
"Haven't I told you not to make excuses? You do not talk back at me," he hissed, his hand still raised.
"But I did win." Soraya protested, keeping her indignation to a minimum, holding her hand against her stinging cheek.
Sutuyoku growled and sent Soraya flying before stomping out of the room
Soraya crashed into the wall and felt her ankle twist.
Great, a twisted ankle. A dull pain started to beat in her shoulder. A twisted ankle and her shoulder hurt, oh joy, she was so looking forward to martial arts the next day.
"It was when I was living with my uncle that I met Akiro." Soraya continued. "She slowly made her presence known to me, and when she did, she simply told me that she had chosen to be my spirit protector. I didn't see much of a reason to disagree with her, and so she stayed. The frequency of my uncle's screaming episodes lessened, although I'm not sure if this was Akiro's doing or not. Besides that, not much else changed. Akiro minded her own business and I minded mine, we didn't talk to each other very often. I'm not sure if she was even there some of the time. It went on like that for a long time, until my tenth birthday."
Soraya sat on the bed, staring out the window. "Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me…"
"You," a voice barked.
Soraya turned around, and a flung bag hit her in the chest. She held the bag loosely as she looked up at her uncle standing in the doorway.
"You have half an hour to pack, get started," he snapped as he started to walk away.
"Why, are we going somewhere?" Soraya asked.
"You are, just pack whatever you want to keep," he said shortly and left.
Later…
Soraya sat in her uncle's car with her bag sitting on the seat beside her.
"Out," said Sutuyoku, as he stopped the car. Soraya picked up her bag, got out, and looked around to see where Sutuyoku had driven her. She looked at the sign at the gate.
Tokyo Orphanage.
Without a word of goodbye, Sutuyoku drove away and out of Soraya's life. With a strange, exhilarating sense of newfound freedom, Soraya walked through the gates to her new home, and a new chance at life.
"I lived at the orphanage, put my life back in order, and here I am now!" Soraya finished her tale. "That was the best birthday present anyone ever gave me," she added quietly, more to herself than to Yugi and Yami.
Yugi was silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. "Er…wow," he said finally, but Yami's eyes were slightly narrowed.
"And what became of Akiro?"
"Never heard from her again until now," Soraya said, her own eyes narrowing. "What is it about the Puzzle that Akiro wants so much?"
Yami shook his head and smiled. "You will learn soon enough."
"Oh fine," Soraya muttered.
Yami grinned.
"But you still haven't answered my question," Soraya said.
"What question?" Yami asked.
"Do we look so much alike that people keep asking if we're related?" Yugi said.
Yami surveyed the two. "Yes."
Yugi and Soraya rolled their eyes and groaned slightly.
"It's getting late, we should all get some sleep," Yami said.
Next day…
"Yugi! We're going to be late!" Tea's voice floated through the window. Yugi dashing around his room getting his school stuff together, very aware he was going to be late. Snapping his bag shut, he hurried toward the door just as Yami appeared.
"What?" Yugi asked, slightly out of breath.
"You're forgetting your homework," Yami said, pointing toward the pile of paper on the desk.
"Oh, thanks, " Yugi snatched his homework and ran out the door and down the stairs. "Bye Grandpa!" he waved over his shoulder, running out the door as Grandpa waved back.
"Hurry," Tea said as Yugi emerged. "We're-"
"-Going to be late," Yugi finished for her. "I know."
"Yugi, Tea, if you are late again, I will have to give you detention," Hoiyo-san, the history teacher said. "Now that Yugi and Tea have kindly joined us, in the war of 1812………"
"Silence!" Kagaku-san snapped as the class settled down. He looked around. "Does anyone know where Soraya Reikado is?"
Yugi looked worriedly at the empty seat next to him, he hadn't seen her all day. No one answered Kagaku-san and he started his lesson. Yugi barely paid any attention to whatever was being said.
You think something happened to her, Yami?
Maybe she's just sick.
She seemed fine yesterday.
Nice optimism Yugi.
I get it from you Yami. You call being sick optimistic?
No, we'll see what's wrong after school.
Alright.
"Yugi Motou, please concentrate on the lesson and stop daydreaming," the teacher's voice erupted through their conversation suddenly. Yugi quickly reverted his attention to the classroom, where the teacher was looking at him sternly.
"Gomen nasai, Kagaku-san." Yugi said hurriedly.
After school…
"The house looks empty," Yugi said when they arrived at Soraya's house.
"Let's go inside," Yami said, appearing in spirit form.
"How?"
Yami pointed to the side of the house. "The window."
A few minutes later, they had gotten into the house. It was deserted.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here," a voice said behind them. Then spun around quickly. Akiro had appeared, sitting on the bedpost, clearly waiting for them.
"How nice of you to drop in," she said, smiling slightly. It was not a pleasant smile.
Yugi's eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here? Where is Soraya?"
"Ooh, worried about her, are we?" Akiro said softly, turning her staff around in her hands idly.
The Puzzle glowed fiercely. "What did you do to her?" Yami demanded, his eyes flashing.
"Oh, I sent her to the Shadow Realm," her smirk widened. "Nothing wrong with that is there?"
That sent Yami's blood boiling. "Why?" he demanded furiously. "She has done nothing, nothing, to deserve that."
"Why? She had served her purpose, had she not? She led me to you. But she was getting too friendly with you and your light, Pharaoh, and we can't have that, can we?"
"Why you…bring her back!" Yami yelled, his hands clenched into fists.
Akiro laughed harshly. "You really expect me to?" she giggled mockingly before vanishing.
Yami glared at the spot where Akiro disappeared. Come on Yugi, we have got to find her before it's too late!