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The Sweet and the Sour Ch. 18Bakura looked down at the girl suddenly hugging the tar out of him. The two soldiers traded blank expressions and laughed.
"What are you doing? Get off of me!" Luckily for her his hands were bound to the saddle horn of the horse by rope. If he had a little more slack, then he'd be able to strangle her.
"Ryou..." She stepped back, looking up at him with teary eyes.
"Carissa!" Her sister pulled her back, glaring at Bakura. "Are you crazy, don't touch him!"
"She's right, I wouldn't touch the dirty thief either." Mahad said, teacher and student joining them.
"Theif?!" Carissa stared at him. This Bakura was amazingly tan, but he still had the poofy white hair. He was taller, more muscular, and his eyes weren't that sweet chocolate brown. Maybe he wasn't Ryou after all. "What's his name?"
"Bakura." Mana supplied, looking ready to whack him with her staff.
"Your dear pharaoh's a muderer! Just wait until I get my hands on him!" Bakura growled, thinking of his lost home.
'If there's a
This One's For the GirlsThis is for all you girls about 13,
Highschool can be so rough, can be so mean,
Hold on to, on to innocence,
Stand your ground, when everybody's givin in,
This one's for the girls,
Kasumi had to be the most innocent of the four of us, though now I wonder if we haven't rubbed off on her. Her and Ryou looked like lovesick puppies, atleast that's what I always thought of them as. The two sweet people always made the best pairing anyway, the two highschool sweethearts determined to beat the odds against them. I hope there's a Ryou Jr. in their future, with his fluffy hair and her sparkling blue eyes.
This is for all you girls about 25,
In little apartments, just tryin to get by,
Livin on, on dreams and Spaghetti O's,
Wonderin where, your life is gonna go
Rin was the first of us to get married. The other three of us didn't approve of him at first, but when Kaiba Corp. was robbed, he did jump in front of that bullet for her. That
You Found MeIs this a dream,
If it is, please don't wake me from this high,
I've becone, comfortably numb,
Until you opened up my eyes,
To what it's like, when everything's right
Moving to Domino at the tender age of fifteen was a hard switch. For one it was a city, with hundreds, if not thousands of people. My hometown had maybe thirty people. I hate people. Plus having to work two shifts at a cafe just to keep my aparment. Then again, that was where I met him.
Oh I can't believe,
You found me, when no one else was lookin,
How did you know just where I would be,
Yeah you broke through all of my confusion,
The ups and the downs and you still didn't leave,
I guess that you saw what nobody could see,
You found me
"Welcome to Kiki's Cafe, what would you like this evening?" He looked a little fimiliar, the fluffy white hair, brown eyes, pale skin. Even paler than mine.
"Um two combo meals, both with a Coke,
Come Down to MeWords fall out of my mouth and I can't seem to trace what I'm sayin,
Everybody wants your time,
I'm just dreamin out loud I can't have you for mine and I know it,
I just wanna watch you shine
Atem, one of the most popular guys in school the only one cool enough to rival Seto Kaiba. The duel monsters champion, weirdest hair of the year award winner, athleticaly built besides his shortness, and just all around great guy. With a good eye for awesome belts and other types of jewelry. Smart enough to give the shoe in valadictorian a run for her money, yet still not considered a nerd.
The one who had girls throwing themselves at him day and night, literally sometimes! Especially the cheerleaders. And most of all a certain brunette.
Trippin up on my tongue it's all over my face and I'm racin,
Got to get away from here,
Burnin all the way home, try to put it to bed but it chases every little thing I do
Kina, also well known for her strange hair. A bright orange is hard to miss. Currently livin
Cheater"Kina!" Mokuba hissed in her ear, shaking her violently by the shoulders. "Wake up!"
One eye lazily fluttered open to look at the boy. "What did you do now?"
"Well remember this morning when we were playing videogames? And then I threw the controller cuz the zombies ate me? Well, there's kind of a huge hole in the wall."
"What?!" She sat up and tossed the covers aside, dragging the boy down the stairs with her. And sure enough, right next to the tv, was a six by 4 inch hole in the wall.
'Geez, you'd think Kaiba would buy only the best for his own home!' "This is terrible!" 'I knew playing a mindlessly violent game would affect you some how! You need a room with padded walls!' "We have to fix this before your brother sees it."
And isn't it just her luck that Seto Kaiba's voice yelled down the stairs: "Mokuba! Get to bed, now! It's 1 a.m.!"
"I've already got that figured out." Mokuba whispered, thrusting the phone into her hand. "All you have to do is call somebody to fix i
A Theif Stolen FromThe leaves on the trees had just started to change color for the October holiday, vibrant reds, yellows, oranges, and a scarce few green leaves covered the plants.
"Don't those brown leaves there remind you of Kami?" A white haired boy asked, gazing at a particular maple tree with a singular brown leaf on the lowest limb at eye level.
"You're comparing a girl to a leaf?" His lighter skinned companion asked. "It's all dead and crunchy and brown."
"I meant the way it's so stubborn! It's a metaphor!"
'You're still saying she's similar to a dead leaf.' "If you say so."
"Ryou, Bakura, come on!" Tea called back to them, the two had fallen a whole block behind because of Bakura's absent musings.
"We're coming!" The older yelled in return, plucking the leaf as Ryou turned his back
'Shoot me now.' Tea had been blabbering about some sort of Christmas party for t
The Sweet and the Sour Ch. 17Carissa and Cassandra stared in awe at the palace, they were still a mile away but it seemed to get bigger with every step.
"How do you manage to not get lost in all this sand?" The younger finally asked.
Mana laughed. "I guess I just got used to training around here."
"Yeah!" She twirled her staff fondly. "It's a lot of fun, that is whenever Mahad actually lets me work magic instead of read from all of those boring books."
'Well you must not be reading the right type of books. I imagine any about magic to be the best.' "You wanna demonstrate that?"
Mana grinned and mumbled something before swinging her staff at the canteen in Cassandra's hand. Water spouted out like a geyser.
"Ok, I believe it now...Make it stop!"
Mana sweatdropped. "Well that's the problem...I don't know how." She laughed nervously.
A man dressed similar to Mana approached them at a leisurely walk. He shouted a spell and all of the water repoured itself into the canteen. "Mana."
She rubbed the back
Love For a RomeoBrock let out a prolonged sigh after handing over his Foretress to Nurse Joy. Part of it was from relief, the other exhaustion. That pokemon was heavy! Sinking into a comfy chair in the waiting room he gave the room a look around.
A few new trainers sat a few seats away, anxiety pouring off of them to receive their pokemon. A middle aged man looked to be calmer, patiently waiting. But the one that most caught his eye was a blonde, nervously pacing the room. It looked like she didn't notice anyone else.
'Wonder what's wrong with her...?' "Is something wrong?" He asked finally, watching her pace for a few minutes.
She stopped and looked up, having been oblivious to everyone else she hadn't noticed people were watching her. "No, I'm just waiting for my Eevee."
"What happened to it?"
"A really tough battle with an Golem."
"Why didn't you use a water pokemon?"
She gave a sheepish grin. "Well I thought it would be an easy win. And my friend Tracey wanted to draw a battle scene."
The Sweet and the Sour Ch.16Carissa's bedroom door was slammed dramatically behind her. So much for trying to reason with the girl!
'Oh well, she'll get hungry and have to come out some time. But what am I gonna tell Malik? I really should-' A knock at the door broke her thoughts as she scrambled up to unlock the door. They had been locking it more often since the Bakura incident.
'Well speak of the devil.' She stared at the white haired Brit, scratch that, she glowered at him.
"Will you give these to Carissa?" He asked meekly, pushing a dozen roses in her hands.
"Sure." 'Right after I burn them!' Still, the flowers were pretty, bright red petals more eye catching than Ryou's shirt.
Some how he doubted she would, still he didn't have the nerve to demand to see her himself. 'Looks like I'll have to settle for hoping for her to give them to her.' It was his attempt at an apology, he wasn't ready to explain his yami yet. "Thank you."
'He doesn't look the same! More innocent some how...
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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