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Time to Duel, Mariko!
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Three
They Don’t Understand
Seto rushes
over and pulls Marie into his arms. “Marie! What just happened?”
“Mariko…
the spirit within my Millennium Scale… he wanted to win at all cost. He took
over again,” says Marie quietly, “He drew the card Hinotama. He wanted to crush
Mokuba so he would never duel again. I wouldn’t let him. I fought against him.
I barely managed to regain control. Mokuba, are you all right?”
“I’m fine,
Marie,” says Mokuba lifting the cards Marie had dropped on the ground.
“We’re
going inside now,” says Seto lifting Marie up into his arms as he
stands. He immediately starts to carry her into the house.
Mokuba
finishes gathering Marie’s fallen cards and hurries after Seto and Marie.
Seto lays
Marie down on the soft sofa and kneels beside her. He takes her duel disk off
and sets it on the table beside the plate of cookies. He quickly removes the
Millennium Scale from her belt and places it beside the duel disk. Then he
turns towards Marie and brushes her spiked bangs away from her face. “Are you
sure that you are all right, Marie?”
“I have
fought with Mariko before, Seto. I am fine,” says Marie, “I just can’t duel for
awhile. He only ever seems to take over when I duel. I fought him off for a
long time this time around, so maybe I am getting to be stronger. Maybe in the
future he won’t be able to take over control of me.”
Mokuba
hurries into the living room. He sets the cards in his hand beside Marie’s duel
disk. Then he takes his own duel disk off and removes his cards from it. “What
do we do?”
“I am fine.
Truly,” says Marie.
“We must
find a way to destroy the Millennium Scale!” exclaims Seto looking over his
shoulder at the brass scale angrily.
Marie sits
up. She places her hand gently on Seto’s shoulder. “We will try to find a way,
Seto, but for now there is nothing we can do.”
Seto
clenches his fist angrily. “I hate this! There must be something we can do! I
hate being helpless!”
Marie takes
a hold of Seto’s arms and pulls him up onto the sofa beside her. She quickly
throws her arms around him and squeezes him tightly.
Seto wraps
his arms around Marie and holds her gently.
Mokuba
blushes. “Should I leave?”
“No,
Mokuba,” says Marie pulling away from Seto slightly, “Would you like to play a
game to take our minds off the Millennium Scale?”
Mokuba
smiles and nods.
“Let’s play
Rabid Horseman! I’ll be horse, and you can have the rabies!” exclaims Marie
shaking off Seto’s arms. She gets down on the floor on her hands and knees.
“I don’t
have rabies!” exclaims Mokuba climbing onto Marie’s back.
“Seto? Would
you like to play?” asks Marie rearing up and pawing at Seto as if her hands her
hooves.
“I’ll watch
for a while,” says Seto leaning back on the sofa with a smirk.
“Suit
yourself!” exclaims Marie. She starts crawling away with Mokuba on her back holding
onto her tri-colored hair.
Seto smiles
as he watches Marie prance around like a horse with Mokuba practicing maneuvers
to fight the air. His eyes move across her body, inspecting her as if she were
a horse. His brief glances turn into a long, lustful gaze.
“Oh! Hey,
Mokuba! Guess what else I brought for you!” exclaims Marie sitting down on her
heels so that Mokuba is forced to stand up.
“What did
you bring me?” asks Mokuba.
“I said guess,”
says Marie turning around to look at him.
“Give me a
hint!” exclaims Mokuba smiling.
“Oh, all
right,” says Marie blushing a little. “It’s something I made for you
specifically, and it’s something that you can wear. Now guess!”
“You made
me a shirt?” asks Mokuba looking at Marie with confusion.
“Nope!”
exclaims Marie getting up off the floor and moving to her backpack. She unzips
the front pouch on her backpack and pulls out a bundle of fabric. She tosses it
to Mokuba then she sits down beside Seto. “I made something for you too, Seto,
but I couldn’t bring it with me. I hope you don’t mind. I mailed most of my
stuff here. I only brought a few things with me.”
“The things
you would need on a daily basis,” says Seto nodding, “I understand, Marie.” He
sets his arm over her shoulders.
Marie leans
into Seto.
Mokuba
unfolds the material and holds it up. “Cool! It’s a costume of the Rabid
Horseman! Thanks, Marie!”
“Welcome,
Mokuba!” exclaims Marie smiling.
Mokuba
jumps up from the floor and throws his arms around Marie’s neck to hug her.
Marie holds
Mokuba in her arms and squeezes him tightly.
“I’m going
to go try it on!” exclaims Mokuba pulling away from Marie and rushing from the
room.
“So… what
did you make for me?” asks Seto with a smile.
Marie turns
her purple eyes to gaze into Seto’s dark blue eyes. “A costume. I think you’ll
like it.”
“What is
it?” whispers Seto pulling Marie close to him.
Marie
crawls into Seto’s lap and relaxes in his arms. “A costume of the card I gave
you, the Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon.”
“When you
see me in that costume, I better see you dressed up as the Dark Magician Girl!”
exclaims Seto before locking her lips in a long kiss.
Marie nods
her agreement.
“When do
you plan to go find out about your past?” asks Seto.
“I don’t
know if I really want to know,” says Marie, “but I was planning on going
tomorrow morning.” She rests her head against Seto’s shoulder, and she yawns.
“Go to
sleep, Marie,” orders Seto in a quiet yet demanding voice.
“I don’t
want to sleep now,” whispers Marie yawning again. “I’ll sleep after I see Mokie
in his costume.”
Seto holds
Marie tightly and gently rubs her back.
Mokuba
walks into the living room wearing the costume Marie had made for him. He
smiles and blushes awkwardly when he sees Marie in his brother’s arms. “I
summon the Rabid Horseman!”
Seto
chuckles when he sees his little brother.
“Don’t
laugh, big brother! I like it!” exclaims Mokuba blushing even redder.
Marie yawns
and lifts her head up to look at Mokuba. She smiles. “Am I good or what? I
guessed the size right! It looks good on you, Mokie!”
“Thank you,
Marie!” exclaims Mokuba smiling happily at her. He moves to sit down beside
Marie and Seto.
Marie wraps
her arms around Mokuba and closes her eyes as she leans her head against Seto’s
shoulder again. She drifts lazily off to sleep.
Seto
strokes Marie’s blonde, black, and pink hair as she sleeps in his arms. He
smiles. “Marie’s asleep. She’s been having trouble sleeping recently. So I
think we should let her sleep whenever she needs to.”
“I agree,”
says Mokuba with a smile.
* * *
Mokuba
wakes up from his sleep with a start. He listens to the night for a moment,
unsure if he heard what he dreamt he heard. He gets up to go to the bathroom
down the hall. Then his ears catch the muffled screams coming from the nearby
guest room. He runs to the room and knocks on the door. “Marie! Marie? Are you
all right?”
“No! No!
Don’t leave me!” calls Marie from inside the room, “Don’t go away!”
Mokuba
opens the door and looks inside at Marie.
Marie
tosses and turns violently in her bed. “No! No! Don’t go!”
“I’ll be
back, Marie!” exclaims Mokuba running down the hallway. He almost trips on the
pants leg of his plaid pajamas as he rushes to Seto’s room. He knocks on Seto’s
door. Then he yanks the door open and runs up to the bed. “Seto! Big brother!”
“Hunh?”
asks Seto rousing slightly.
“Big
brother!” exclaims Mokuba shaking Seto roughly.
Seto snaps
awake at the sound of fear in his little brother’s voice. “Mokuba! What’s
wrong?”
“It’s
Marie!” exclaims Mokuba.
Seto throws
his blankets down and climbs from his bed. He grabs his black robe and wraps it
around himself to hide his bare chest and loose pajama pants. “What’s wrong
with her, Mokuba?”
“I don’t
know! I think she’s having a nightmare!” exclaims Mokuba as Seto runs from the
room. He hurries after his brother.
Seto tears
into Marie’s room and rushes to her bedside.
Mokuba runs
into the bedroom after Seto.
“No! No!
No!” shouts Marie flailing her arms around her, “Don’t leave me! Grandma!”
Seto shakes
Marie to wake her up. “Marie!”
Marie gasps
as she opens her eyes. “Seto!”
Seto pulls
Marie into his arms and holds her tightly to him.
Turn around and we'll be there,
Always by your side…
“Are you
okay, Marie?” asks Mokuba.
“Yeah. I’m okay,
Mokuba,” whispers Marie shivering in fear. “I was just dreaming… about the day
Grandma died! I miss her so much!”
“It’s okay,
Marie!” exclaims Seto rubbing her softly to try to comfort her, “We’re here. We
understand. I had the exact same dreams when we lost our parents. I know how
you feel.”
Marie
starts to cry on Seto’s shoulder.
Mokuba
walks up and sits down behind Marie. He sets his hand on her back. “I had the
dreams too. I would often wake up crying. Seto would come over to my bed to
comfort me just like he’s trying now.”
Marie takes
a deep breath as her tears stop falling. She wipes her eyes. “I’m all right!”
“You don’t
need to be strong, Marie!” exclaims Seto, “We can be strong for you!”
“I do need
to be strong sometimes,” says Marie, “but tonight isn’t one of them. Would you
stay with me?”
“Stay with
you?” asks Seto with wide eyes.
“Stay here.
Sleep with me,” says Marie, “I don’t want to be alone. I’m scared, Seto!”
Think of us and we’ll be there,
In your heart forever
Sometimes when you’re unsure
Sometimes when you’re afraid…
Seto
swallows hard and nods his head. “I’ll stay.”
“You can
stay here too, Mokuba!” exclaims Marie, “We can make it kinda like a slumber
party! Please, Mokuba!”
“Okay!”
exclaims Mokuba. He crawls over the bed and lies down on the far side.
Marie
covers Mokuba with the blanket and then lies down beside him. She wraps her arm
around him, and Mokuba rests his head on her shoulder. She pats the bed on her
right side. “Come on, Seto! Join us!”
Seto
removes his robe and tosses it over the chair in front of the vanity dresser.
He pulls the blankets down a little and climbs into bed beside Marie. He covers
himself up and cuddles up to Marie setting his head on the pillow right beside
hers. He kisses her cheek quickly.
“Sleep,
sleep, my little angel,” sings Marie caressing Mokuba’s cheek as his head rests
on her shoulder, “Peace, peace, will come unto you.”
“Aren’t we
supposed to be comforting you, Marie? Not the other way around,” whispers
Mokuba closing his eyes.
“You are
comforting me just by being here with me, Mokuba,” whispers Marie. She
continues to sing her lullaby, “Sleep, sleep, my little angel. Peace, peace,
will come unto you. Sleep, sleep, my little angel. Dream, dream, and follow
your heart. Sleep, sleep, my little angel. Joy, joy, will stay with you. Sleep,
sleep, my little angel. Love, love, you’re in my heart.”
Seto places
his arm over Marie’s stomach. “Lovely, Marie. Close your eyes. Rest, my dear.”
“Sleep, sleep,
my little angel. Peace, peace, will come unto you. Sleep, sleep, my little
angel. Dream, dream, and follow your heart. Sleep, sleep, my little angel. Joy,
joy, will stay with you. Sleep, sleep, my little angel. Love, love, you’re in
my heart,” sings Marie.
“Marie, my
little angel, go to sleep,” whispers Seto, “You need to rest. You’re safe here.
Nothing can hurt you. Go to sleep. I’ll protect you.”
“Seto…”
Marie yawns and closes her eyes.
Mokuba
drifts to sleep still hearing Marie’s lullaby in his mind.
Seto
remains awake for a short while until he hears the steady rhythm of breathing
coming from the two sleeping people. He presses his body up against Marie’s and
touches her stomach delicately with his arm over her. He closes his eyes and
allows himself to return to sleep.
* * *
Mokuba
wakes up again and climbs out of bed, intent on completing the bathroom trip he
had tried to go on earlier. He looks at Marie lying there in the bed with
Seto’s arm over her abdomen. He smiles and heads out to the bathroom.
Marie moves
her arm, the one that had been wrapped around Mokuba. She jerks awake.
“M-M-Mokie?”
Seto opens
his eyes. “Hunh?”
“Mokuba’s
gone,” whispers Marie stretching her arm as she brings it around to place her
hand over Seto’s. “Maybe he just went to the bathroom. He’ll be back, right?”
“Mokuba
will be back,” says Seto rolling onto his back and pulling Marie over so that
she rests her head on his chest. “Go to sleep, Marie.”
Marie sets
her hand on Seto’s chest and gently moves her fingers across his bare flesh.
She smiles as she closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep again.
Mokuba
walks back into the room and yawns. His blue eyes look at Seto and Marie.
“Seto?”
“Yeah,
Mokuba?” asks Seto.
“Do you
want me to go back to my room?” asks Mokuba.
“No… Marie
needs us both here,” says Seto, “She was about to freak out because you weren’t
here.”
Mokuba
climbs back into bed. He slides up to Marie and cuddles up to her. “Good night,
Seto.”
“Good
night, Mokuba,” says Seto.
The
brothers close their eyes and go to sleep again.
* * *
Marie
crawls out of bed being careful not to wake Seto or Mokuba. She lifts her
hairbrush from the vanity dresser and starts to brush her tri-colored spikes.
Seto rolls
over and opens his eyes. He stares at Marie’s back at the dark colors of her
night gown. “Turn around, Marie.”
Marie turns
around to look at Seto. “You’re awake.”
“Your Dark
Magician Girl costume is your night gown?” asks Seto sitting up. He smiles at
the purple and pink fabric.
Marie
blushes. She rubs her left hand over the cream cloth that covers her arms
beneath the short sleeves of her gown. A similar cream-colored cloth also
covers her legs as she stands in front of Seto. “I have two Dark Magician Girl
costumes. This one that’s missing most of the accessories, and then the full
costume that’s being shipped along with your Blue-Eyes Ultimate.”
“Do you
know when they’ll be arriving?” Seto raises an eyebrow inquisitively at Marie.
“I had it
shipped to your office,” says Marie, “I figured my stuff would get there
quicker than here, and I knew there would be someone there at all times to sign
for it. It should get there sometime this week.” She turns her back to Seto and
continues to brush her hair. Her hand quivers as it runs the brush through her
spikes.
Seto climbs
out of the bed and steps up behind Marie. He wraps his arms around her waist.
“Are you nervous?”
“I’m
terrified, Seto,” whispers Marie, “I don’t think I want to know. What if I find
out that my entire life has been a lie? Oh, wait… I already know my entire life
has been a lie. My name isn’t Marie Twin.”
“Don’t
worry, Marie. You’re stronger than you think you are. You’ll do fine. If you
want, Mokuba and I will be right beside you, Marie. We’ll be right there with
you,” whispers Seto, “Go take a bath and get dressed. I’ll wake Mokuba. We’ll
meet you downstairs in the kitchen for breakfast, okay?”
When you try and find your way,
We'll be there…
Marie nods.
“Okay, Seto. Thank you for the offer, but I have to try to do this on my own. I
have to confront these demons by myself. I don’t know what I’m going to find
out, and if it’s bad news, then I don’t want you to hear it the way I will.
I’ll tell you everything. I promise. I just have to try it this way.”
Seto rubs
Marie’s arms.
Marie turns
around abruptly. She faces Seto and lifts both her hands to gently touch his
face. She pulls him into a long kiss. “I like you, Seto. I like you a lot.”
Seto
embraces Marie tightly.
Marie
kisses Seto’s cheek and pulls out of his arms. “I’d better go get dressed. I’ll
see you and Mokuba at breakfast.”
Seto sits
back down on the bed and watches Marie grab her clothes and head out of the
bedroom. He turns to Mokuba and sets his hand on his shoulder. “Mokuba? Wake
up, little brother.”
“I’m awake,
Seto,” says Mokuba smiling.
Seto’s
cheeks turn pink. “How long have you been awake?”
“Long
enough to know you really like Marie, but I already knew that,” says Mokuba
sitting up, “You’re in love with her, aren’t you, big brother?”
“Love?” asks
Seto looking into his brother’s eyes.
Mokuba
nods. “I’ve seen you looking at her. I think I know what those looks mean. You
like her. You really like her! I like her too, but I think we like her in
different ways. I think we both want to make her my sister!”
Seto stands
up and grabs his robe from the chair. He slips it on and wraps it around
himself.
“Are you
mad, Seto?” asks Mokuba climbing out of bed.
“I do care
for Marie… I was hoping to hide it from you,” says Seto.
“You can’t
hide things like that from me. I’m your brother. I know you better than
anybody,” says Mokuba walking over to Seto. He smiles. “I would like Marie to
be my sister.”
“She wants
you as her brother too,” says Seto smiling, “Now, go to your room and get
dressed. We’ll meet Marie in the kitchen for breakfast!”
“Okay,
Seto!” exclaims Mokuba walking to the door.
“You may be
right, Mokuba. I may be in love with her,” says Seto walking over to Mokuba and
ruffling his hair, “I may be… Now let’s go get dressed!”
Mokuba and
Seto leave Marie’s room.
Promise to be true…
Marie walks
down the street. She makes it to the street corner, then she turns and starts
back up the way she had come. She stops herself halfway up the block, silently
curses her cowardice, and turns to walk to the corner again. When she reaches
the corner this time, she looks ahead of her, at her intended destination. She
sees a scrawny boy hurry out of the building and down the street. She can’t
help notice the large smile on his face, a vast contrast to the look of horror
and dread that must surely adorn her own visage. “Well, of course he’d be
happy. He knows who he is…”
Marie steps
off the curb. She jumps back when she hears the truck horn beeping. She stares
wide-eyed at the truck as it passes. She turns around and runs down the street
fearfully. She runs as if her life depended on it, and in fact, she believes
the life she knew really does.
Marie stops
running in a different part of town. She looks around her and realizes that
she’s in Battle City, where Seto’s duel tournament is taking place. She smiles
and starts walking, looking for someone to challenge.
* * *
It’s late
afternoon when Marie returns to Seto’s mansion. She walks through the door and
kicks her shoes off. She takes a deep breath before calling out, “Mokuba?
Seto?”
Mokuba runs
out from the living room, and Seto walks out apprehensively.
“What did
you find out, Marie?” asks Mokuba quickly.
From the
worry lines around Seto’s eyes, Marie knows that he’s been concerned about
where she went and what she found out. She falls to her knees and bursts into
tears.
“Marie!”
Seto rushes to Marie’s side and pulls her into his arms.
“I couldn’t
do it! I couldn’t go there by myself!” exclaims Marie crying against Seto’s
chest. “I don’t think I really want to know! My entire life is a sham! Why do I
need to know more than that?”
“Marie…”
Seto squeezes Marie.
“Tomorrow
morning. Would you come with me, Seto? You and Mokuba? Please? I don’t think I
can go alone!” exclaims Marie pulling away just enough to wipe the tears from
her cheeks so that fresh ones sliding from her eyes could replace them.
“I will be
at your side the entire time!” exclaims Seto.
“Me too!”
exclaims Mokuba.
“Thank you,
Seto,” whispers Marie resting her head on his shoulder.
Seto holds
Marie tenderly and whispers, “I’m taking you to bed, Marie.”
“I don’t
want to sleep now,” whispers Marie. She slowly closes her eyes and inhales
Seto’s delicious scent.
Seto
strokes Marie’s blonde, black, and pink hair. He stands up pulling her into his
arms. “Mokuba, would you get the doors for me?”
“Sure
thing, big brother,” says Mokuba running up the stairs ahead of Seto. He runs
to Marie’s room.
“Not that
one, Mokuba,” says Seto stopping in front of his bedroom, “This door.”
Mokuba
smiles as he moves to open the door to Seto’s bedroom.
Seto
carries Marie into his bedroom and lays her down in the middle of his
King-sized bed. He pulls her duel disk from her arm and places it on his
nightstand. Then he brushes the strands of Marie’s hair back away from her
face.
Marie opens
her eyes and looks at Seto. She whispers quietly, “Don’t leave me alone.”
Seto simply
nods as he walks back over to the door where Mokuba stands. He ruffles his kid
brother’s disheveled hair. “Go on downstairs and play your game, Mokuba. I’m
going to stay here with Marie.”
Mokuba’s
eyes shine happily as his smile widens. “You be nice to her, Seto! Remember,
she’s been going through a rough time! So don’t try to…”
Seto clamps
his hand over Mokuba’s mouth and pushes him out the door. He closes the door in
his brother’s smirking face and turns towards the bed. He walks back over to
Marie and sits down on the edge of the bed. “Do you want to tell me what
happened?”
“Before or
after the car tried to run over me?”
“What!”
“I went
there. I was across the street, but I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to go and
find out about myself,” says Marie, “It’s hard facing the truth. I stood across
the street, and finally got up the nerve to cross. I had forgotten to make sure
the road was clear, so I had to jump back before a truck would have hit me. I
was so scared after that… I ran all the way to Battle City. I won two locator
cards. I placed my complete Exodia set up as a prize in case I lost, but I won
that duel, and I got two locator cards out of it.”
“Are you
scared now?” asks Seto.
“No… I’m
okay now,” says Marie, “but I still don’t think I want to know the truth.”
“The truth
is… whoever you are… I love you,” says Seto leaning down and kissing Marie’s
lips.
“You… You…
love me?”
“I wouldn’t
have said it if I didn’t mean it,” whispers Seto.
Marie looks
into Seto’s blue eyes. For the first time, she sees his vulnerability
shimmering through his eyes. She smiles happily. “I love you, Seto! I just want
you to know I love you!”
Seto smirks
as he lies down beside Marie and wraps his arms around her. He starts kissing
her passionately. His hands slide around her body, and he slowly moves his
right hand down to her hip.
Marie gasps
as Seto caresses her groin. “No! Not that!”
Seto moves
his hand quickly and stares at Marie with wide eyes.
“You can
touch me anywhere you want, but not there, please,” says Marie, “I’m not ready
for that yet!”
Seto sighs.
Marie turns
her face to stare at the wall. “I’m sorry… I know you’re disappointed…”
When it’s time to stand the test,
I know you’ll shine above the
rest…
Seto grabs
Marie’s chin and pulls it so that he stares into her purple eyes. He smiles.
“I’ll wait for you.”
“I’m sorry…
You shouldn’t have to,” says Marie.
“I want
to,” whispers Seto, “I don’t need to be in a hurry to make love to you. There’s
plenty of time for that. I can still hold and kiss you. That will suffice until
you’re ready.”
“Thank you,
Seto,” says Marie pulling him into her kiss. “I’m just not quite ready for you
to see me unclothed… or for you take me like I sometimes want you to.”
“You want
me?” asks Seto smirking.
“Who
wouldn’t?” Marie sighs.
“I want you
as well.” Seto rubs his hands across Marie’s covered skin and continues to kiss
her.
* * *
Marie sits
nervously in the back of the limousine in between Seto and Mokuba. She clutches
Seto’s hand and gazes out the window with deep purple eyes. Her ankle-long pants
are the same purple as her eyes, perfect to match the jacket she wears. The
jacket itself extends down to her waist and is unbuttoned to reveal the solid
white T-shirt beneath. The cuffs and the collar of the purple jacket are both
white and the buttons are a reflective ivory.
Marie has
her hair pulled up into a high-ponytail, which ends in odd spikes. Her bangs
hang in odd crimped spikes around her face. Her hair, which even in its
ponytail, hangs down to touch her shoulders in bright yellow, black, and pink
colors. She wears a locket about her neck that looks like a pair of dog tags,
and she wears white pumps on her feet.
Mokuba
wears a white T-shirt beneath his pale blue jacket. He also wears blue jeans
with his most comfortable white sneakers. His black hair hangs in disheveled
spikes down past his shoulders. His blue eyes look at Marie happily. “There’s
nothing to be nervous about, Marie.”
“Easy for
you to say, Mokuba. You know who you are!” exclaims Marie.
“Don’t
worry, Marie. We’re with you,” says Seto turning his blue eyes to hers. He
wears his black, long-sleeved shirt beneath his knee-length, sleeveless white
jacket. His white jacket has a high collar and chiseled shoulders, and he left
it unfastened in the front. He wears dark pants with comfortable shoes. His
large card-shaped locket hangs from a cord around his neck. His brown hair is
styled neatly.
“I’m glad
you two came with me,” says Marie.
“This way,
you don’t have to tell us what you find out. We’ll already know,” says Seto
smiling. He squeezes Marie’s hand gently.
Marie leans
against Seto. “Thanks.”
The
limousine stops outside the address that Marie had given the driver before
climbing into the back, and the driver jumps out to open the back door for the
three people to climb out.
Seto climbs
out first and helps Marie out of the back. He looks at the building in front of
them as Mokuba climbs out of the limo. “The Kame Game Shop?”
Marie takes
a deep breath. “Yes! This is where I’m supposed to meet my contact!”
“This is
where Yugi lives isn’t it?” asks Mokuba.
“That
doesn’t matter,” says Seto nearly snarling angrily, “Are you ready, Marie?”
Marie
swallows hard. She nods her head.
Seto opens
the door and holds it open for Marie and Mokuba.
Mokuba goes
into the game shop first and pulls Marie inside, and Seto follows behind them.
“Good
morning!” exclaims Solomon Motou, a man with gray spiky hair, “I can be with
you in just a moment!” He wrestles with the poster he’s trying to fix up on the
wall.
Yugi Motou
comes out of the back room carrying a broom. He sets the broom on the counter
and walks towards his grandfather. “Hey, Grandpa, let me help you!”
“Thank you,
Yugi,” says Solomon as Yugi fixes the poster for the new game, Dungeon Dice
Monsters, on the wall. He looks proudly at his grandson with rich purple eyes.
Yugi’s hair
sticks up in odd spikes. The spikes have the same coloration as Marie’s, the
tri-colored black, pink, and yellow. His eyes are the same purple shade as
Marie’s as well. He wears purple pants and a matching purple jacket over a
white muscle shirt. His jacket is left unbuttoned. A chain hangs around his
neck, and an upside down pyramid hangs from the chain.
The door to
the shop opens behind Marie, Mokuba, and Seto, and Marie turns to look at the
new arrivals.
“Hey, Yuge!
Are you done here? I want to get out to Battle City and win some locator
cards!” calls Joey Wheeler as he walks in with his good friends, Téa Gardner
and Tristan Taylor. His eyes are a rich brown. His blond hair is slightly
disheveled from the wind outside. He wears a white T-shirt with red stripes on
his sleeves and blue jeans with his brand new sneakers. A pair of dog tags
dangles around his neck.
Tristan
Taylor wears a blue denim jacket with his blue jeans and a white T-shirt. His
brown hair is combed neatly, and his brown eyes stare at Seto’s back in shock.
Téa
Gardner’s chin-length brown hair falls about her face and accents her blue
eyes. She wears a yellow mini-skirt and a light pink, short-sleeved blouse. She
wears a nice pair of pink pumps with thin, pale yellow socks. Her eyes catch
Marie’s and a spark of recognition flashes behind her eyes.
“Now, what
can I help you with?” asks Solomon turning to face Marie and her two friends.
The smile on his face disappears. “Seto Kaiba.”
“Old man,”
says Seto.
Marie
stares at Téa. “You look so familiar…”
“Do I know
you?” asks Téa.
Seto raises
an eyebrow as he looks at the two girls engaged in a staring contest.
“I’m…
Marie…”
“I’m… Téa…”
“You… you… you
wouldn’t know anything about Hot Rods would you?” asks Marie awkwardly and
quickly.
Téa’s eyes
widen. “Camaro?”
“T-bird?”
asks Marie with rapidly widening eyes.
“Camaro!”
exclaims Téa stepping up to Marie quickly and throwing her arms around her neck.
“T-bird!”
exclaims Marie wrapping her arms around Téa’s waist and holding her tight in
their embrace, “Isis! I never thought I’d see you again!”
“Same
here!” exclaims Téa smiling as she pulls back out of their embrace, “Where have
you been, Camaro?”
“Egypt!
You?” asks Marie smiling.
“I’ve been
here!” exclaims Téa.
Marie
lightly claws at Téa’s stomach. She looks at her friend with a worried
expression on her face. “How have you been doing, T-bird?”
“I’ve been
fine, Camaro. Everything’s okay… in fact, everything’s okay because of him,”
says Téa indicating Yugi with her head, “He helped me out of a few tight spots,
just like you’ve always done.”
“I suppose
I owe him thanks then. No one hurts my little Hot Rod!” exclaims Marie smirking
at Téa.
Téa blushes.
She turns her eyes away and stammers, “I’m planning on going to dance school in
New York!”
“You rock!”
exclaims Marie, “You always were the best dancer at camp!”
“And you
were the toughest!” exclaims Téa, “You’ve got to meet my friends!” She turns towards
everyone with her smile still plastered on her face. “Guys, this is my friend,
Camaro! We went to dance camp together one summer. She saved my life!”
“Not your
life! Just your virginity,” says Marie blushing slightly.
Yugi’s eyes
widen as he looks at the two girls. “Téa?”
“One of the
camp counselors…”
“And a
couple boys from the neighboring band camp!” pipes in Marie.
“They tried
to rape me, but Camaro… Marie… saved me,” says Téa, “And right then and there,
we made a pact.”
“To be
sisters forever!” exclaim Marie and Téa together.
Téa hugs
Marie again. “We have got to get together soon and go out dancing!”
“Deal, and
I have got to take you to the nightclubs of Cairo, Téa! They are totally
kicking!” exclaims Marie happily, “Our dancing date will have to wait though.
I’m entering the Battle City Tournament, but after the tournament’s over, we’ll
paint this town!”
“Deal!”
exclaims Téa.
“Marie… are
you forgetting why you came here?” asks Seto.
“No, Seto,”
says Marie sadly as she moves away from Téa, “but not for lack of trying, I
assure you. It has been nice seeing you again, T-bird, but I didn’t come here
for a reunion. I came here to talk, get thoroughly pissed, and beat something
to within an inch of its life… not necessarily in that order.”
“What are
you doing here, Kaiba?” asks Téa finally turning her gaze to Seto.
“He came
with me. We are looking for some Solomon guy!” exclaims Marie looking at Téa
for a brief moment. She glances at the two boys she came in with as they stand
slightly behind her, and she smiles.
Turn around and we’ll be there
Always by your side…
“That’s
Grandpa! Solomon Motou!” exclaims Yugi looking at Marie, “What do you want with
him?”
“I was sent
here so that he could tell me who I am,” says Marie.
“You must
be mistaken,” says Solomon, “I don’t know who you are.”
“My name is
Marie Twin, and I was sent here by my Grandmother, Yurito Twin,” says Marie.
“Yurito?”
asks Solomon, “You are Yurito’s grand-daughter, Marie?”
Marie nods
her head, and the spiky ends of her ponytail bob.
“Let’s go
upstairs,” says Solomon, “Joey, would you please lock the door and turn the
sign to CLOSED?”
“Sure
thing, Grandpa Motou,” says Joey moving to lock the door. He flips the lock and
spins the sign around so that it tells everyone outside that the shop is
closed. “What’s the deal?”
“Let’s go
upstairs,” says Solomon, “We’ll sit down and talk.”
“Do you
know who I am, old man?” asks Marie, “Cause if you don’t, I’m leaving now!”
“I do know
who you are, Marie,” says Solomon, “I’ll explain once we’re upstairs.” He
starts up the stairs into the house above the Kame Game Shop.
“I want an
explanation now!” exclaims Marie quickly following behind Solomon.
Seto and
Mokuba hurry after Marie with Yugi, Tristan, Téa, and Joey following quickly behind
them.
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