If You Still Believe | By : LightSpiritSage Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 1175 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kamilah: Hello! I’m glad you decided to drop by and look
into this story. But first, I wanive ive some background info:
This story is based on some true events that happened in my
life. I am using the personality of people in my life as a foundation for the
characters, so a lot of them may seem OOC. Though I did my best to transfer
each person from my life into the character most like them.
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! is the intellectual property of Kazuki
Takahashi. However, the plot and storyline is my intellectual property. You may
not use it without my approval.
Warnings: Cursing, shounen-ai. If you can’t stand it, then
you should leave.
(AN: The yamis and the hikaris have the same bodies. They
are addressed depending on which soul had taken over. Yami=Yami Yugi,
Bakura=Yami Bakura And Marik doesn’t have a “yami” or “embodiment of anger”,
whichever you prefer to call what he has in the manga/series. What Ryou has in
this story is similar to what Marik has in the manga; his yami is developed
throughout the story; Bakura does not exist simply because of the M. Ring.)
Try to bear with me at the beginning; the intro is a bit
slow due to the complex situation. Please review at the end and tell me what
you think. An honest opinion would be great. Flames are accepted as long as you
give me a good reason to insult my work.
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If You Still Believe
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~Chapter I~
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Yugi’s POV
I always
hated summer because there was no school. I enjoyed school because it was
always fun for me to learn new things. I also liked it because it was the only
time I could hang out with my friends freely.
Most
teenagers despise school because they claim it obstructs their freedom. For me,
however, it is quite the contrary. It actually gives me more freedom of
choice to do what I want.
My
grandfather is very overprotective. He doesn’t let me do the same things that
most other kids can do. He’s also very strict about my behavior.
Last year,
in seventh grade, I had the greatest social life I’ve every had. I never used
to have any close friends because I was so quiet and somewhat shy. But over the
past year, I’ve made some really good friends, like Anzu, Honda, Ryou, and
Jounouchi. I’ve even learned to like Jounouchi’s sister, Shizuka.
We’ve all
become really close. Every day, we’d sit together at lunch and talk about
whatever was on our minds. Some of our favorite subjects of discussion were
Millennium items and Shadow Magic, simply because they were so interesting.
I’ve missed my friends and our conversations during the summer, but now
everything will be back to normal since school’s started again.
I woke up
this morning teeming with excitement. I couldn’t wait to see my friends, meet
my new teachers, and start the brand new eighth grade curriculum.
It turned
out that all of my friends and I had the same lunch period. We have quiteew
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classes together because we are all in the highest-level Math course, Track 1
(Math is the only subject that offers a higher level course in eighth grade).
We are all students with highest honors, which means we have a grade point
average (GPA) of 3.75 or higher. But Ryou, Jou, and I are the only ones in our
group who have maintained a 4.0 (straight A’s) average all throughout Middle
School.
When my
groups of friends gathered around our usual table for lunch, I immediately noticed
something about Ryou. I couldn’t put a finger on it; it was as if his aura were
different, its pureness slightly tainted.
And it got
weirder. Ryou, normally somewhat talkative and always eager to contribute to
the conversation, remained oddly quiet during lunch. He seemed almost. .
.spaced out.
When the
lunch period ended, I approached my friend. I was worried about him.
“Hey,
Ryou,” I began tentatively. “Are you all right?”
Ryou seemed
to snap back into the real world, from whatever “world” he had been in before.
“I’m fine, Yugi. Why do you ask?”
“You seem a
bit preoccupied today,” I explained. “How’s everything going with you and your
father?”
“Everything’s
fine,” he replied. “I was just thinking about this message board I discovered
this summer. It’s called the ‘Palace’. There are so many interesting people
there; I’ve already met this girl named Isis. She’s really cool.” (AN: Yes,
it’s ‘Isis’ as in the goody girl we know as ‘Ishizu’ in America. However, Yugi
and Co. don’t know Isis or Marik yet in this story)
“You’re
chatting with people online who you don’t know?” I asked, feeling lines of
worry crease my face.
“. . .Yes,”
he admitted. “She’s really neat, though. She’s thirteen, just like us. She and
I have a lot in common.”
“I see. .
.”
“The bell’s
gonna ring soon. Cheerio, Yugi!”
“Bye.”
< I had a
terrible feeling about this Internet thing. I knew it was risky and dangerous. This
supposed ‘Isis’ could very well be a fifty-year-old man sitting on his
souped-up computer, smoking pot and drinking beer. He could be a hacker, a
criminal, anyone. . .
I made a mental
note to talk to Ryou tomorrow about the Internet and the ‘Palace’ message board
where he’s meeting these people. I think it’s a good idea that he avoids
getting involved with people like this online.
I have a
bad feeling about this.
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Kamilah: Okay, the boring stuff is over now. *sigh of
relief* Now, by clicking on to the
next chappie (when I post), you can start reading the more interesting stuff! I’ll
update ASAP, so keep your eyes open! Btw, I’m really sorry this chapter was
short. ^_^U The next one WILL be
longer, though!
Please REVIEW! And like I said, flames are totally
acceptable if you give me a good reason when you insult my work. If you have
any questions, comments, and suggestions, please include them in your review.
Chapter II Preview: Ryou meets Marik! Ryou begins to think
he has feelings for Isis. Will she accept Ryou’s love, or will someone else win
Isis’ heart?
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