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Talking- “Shadow Realm!” Thinking/ Dream talk- ‘Konichiwa!’
Hikaris- Hello!
Yamis- /Trade you cards if your willing to./
Flashback
End of flashback
For extra stuff! –CRASH-
A/n: Here’s the summary:
What if Yugi was a girl? What if she lived in Egypt with her grandfather going to an Egyption school with Marik and Ryou, before they found out about their yami’s and the millennium items? (ages: cool What if Yugi were to LOVE her yami? (yes I know I’m stealing some idea’s here and NO I don’t like yaoi, but would it still be considered yaoi if one of the character’s was turned into a girl?) What if Yugi and her yami find out about Malik planning to take over the world with his sister? What if Marik was forced to help Isis out? What if Isis wanted the pharaoh’s power for herself to get Seto Kaiba to date her? Parings: Kaiba/Shizune, Yugi/Atemu, Katsuya/Mai and many more I have yet to decide over… This chapter’s 10 pages long! (Harry Potter universe has yet to come in, but it’ll be there…. )
WARNING: There will be Anzu, Otogi, Honda, and Joey bashing in the first few chapters. Anzu, Otogi, and Honda bashing may never stop. Yes, I know I put down Anzu and Yugi (MALE) as my favorite characters, but I’m really not into that pairng lately. I’m into Shizune and Kaiba together. Shizune/Kaiba and Mai/Katsuya pairings will both have 5 WHOLE CHAPTERS to themselves. Yugi/Atem are going to be in almost every chapter. Also there will be no lemons or whatever you guys call it. This is why I rated it for teen. ‘K? --’ I don’t really have much experience in that group level. (Rated: M group)
And Malik’s dad let him go out of the ‘cave’ for a year or two to update him on new knowledge of the 21st century. It seems like I’m rushing the chapter. -- And yes I know I’m making Yugi act like a normal girl but, she’s a bit different then most girls her age. Yugi also takes a shower once a day, before she goes to sleep, to conserve water. This is the website I got the Arabic sayings from: any spaces! Oh and to get a better picture of Yugi’s uniform, go to my profile.
I drew it! The girl I drew with it was just something to help piece it together. The uniform’s for grades 2 through 8 in the school. The boy’s uniform is the same thing, except they wear pants instead of skirts and the jacket is a vest. You think it’s too hot to wear those clothes? The clothes are made out of cotton and silk. So it’s nice and cool.
Arabic:
Ada'tu tareeqi! I’m lost!
Hal beemkani mosa’adatuk? Can I help you?
Ma esmouk? Ma esmouki? What is your name?
Esmee Yugi Moto. My name is Yugi Moto.
Aasef! Sorry!
Qaleelan! Just a little.
Ayna taskun? Where do you live?
Yajebu an athhaba al aan! I have to go!
kam essa'a? What time is it?
La moshkelahNo problem.
Wa ant? And you?
Chapter 1: The Meeting and Havoc
“Yugi! Get up! We’re going to be late for the plane to Egypt!” Mr. Moto yelled out to his grandchild resting up stairs.
“Five more minutes….” Yugi mumbled while rolling over to the opposite side she was sleeping on.
“Yugi Anita Moto! Get you’re lazy butt out of bed and get dressed! We’re leaving in 15 minutes!”
As those words were said, Yugi sprung out of bed. Walking over to her dresser she pulled out an outfit: white red shorts, black knee-high boots, a light pink tube top with Sakura petals on it, white arm-length fingerless gloves, a few belts around her waist to hang her deck on, a black leather choker, and last but not least a black butterfly clip to put her hair up with.
A/n: Let’s just say that she took a shower, dressed up, left for Domino Airport with her Grandpa, and got onto the plane and landed in Egypt. Oh and Yugi knows Arabic, along with Ryou.
“Smell that fresh air! Not polluted as Japan.” Yugi said as she carried a backpack with her, walking down the streets with her grandfather in tow to the new apartment they were staying at.
“Khalid… Where is it?” Yugi said looking at the map coming to a stop. Looking around Yugi couldn’t read some of the sign’s. It wasn’t that she was bad at Arabic, she just couldn’t decipher the words fast enough when reading Arabic. “Darn it! I can’t find it. Ada'tu tareeqi!” --
“Hal beemkani mosa’adatuk?” A boy said coming out of an alley with a tall tattooed face man.
The boy was wearing: gold earrings, gold bracelets, a gold necklace, and gold shoes.
Besides the gold he wore a light purple vest along with plain white pants.
“Yes. Sorry to be of trouble. It’s a pleasure to you.” Yugi replied while holding out her hand.
“No need to say that! The pleasure’s all mine. The names Malik Ishtar and this is Odion.” As the boy pointed to said person and, now known as Malik, took her held out hand and kissed the back of it.
“Can you please help us find the street Khalid? My grandfather and I are staying in an apartment there.” Yugi shuttered out, a bit bright red about the ‘kiss’. Yugi put her hands in front of her neatly.
Giving her a wink and a rhaspberry, Malik said, “Why sure honey! I just happen to live in one of the apartments there. I’ll get to see your darling face everyday now!”
“Thank you Ishtar-San.” Yugi murmured as they walked over to the place, now the color of a ripe strawberry to a tomato. 0.0
“Oh, no! I can’t have you calling me that! Sweety dear! Call me Malik, Yugi-Chan.” Marlik said flirtously to Yugi.
“Ok, Malik-San.”
-SIGH-
“Well, that’s a start.”
And with that Odion bent down and whispered to Malik.
“Master Malik, I think it is wise to NOT flirt at this age. Flirt when you are older, Master. Please heed my words Master Malik.” Odion whispered to Malik.
“Alright, I’ll stop flirting for now and flirt when I’m older.” Malik said in a disappointed tone to Odion. ‘But you never did say WHEN I should.’
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As they came to a stop at the apartment complex, Malik invited Yugi to dinner with his family. Yugi politely declined, saying that they needed to unpack their stuff. As Yugi and her grandfather entered the apartment, Yugi said she wanted to explore the place a little more before unpacking. The rest of the stuff they had been unable to take with them on the plane was brought from the Turtle Game Shop and put in here a few days before they had left Japan. “So can I grandpa? Pretty please! I’ll make you your favorite dish.” Yugi asked with her huge purple eyes bright with eagerness.
“Alright. Don’t wander too far off from the place, stay away from strangers, and make sure to come back before sunset. Just to make sure you remember, I’ll give you our address and phone number.” Mr. Moto said giving in to the cuteness.
“Thanks Gramps! You’re the best! Bye!” Yugi said while kissing her grandpa on the cheek and walking out the door with her backpack in tow. Before closing the door behind her she poke her head inside. “Oh and gramps, what are we having for dinner?”
Mr. Moto laughed. ‘No matter what happens, she just never can stop thinking about food.’
“Why don’t you buy it for us Yugi? You know how bad of a cook I am.” Said Mr. Moto while handing Yugi some money. “Now you keep this in a safe place young lady. We wouldn’t want it to be stolen.”
“Hai! Understood Major Moto.” Yugi saluted and closed the door behind her. Running down the stairs, Yugi took out her map. Standing in front of the apartment, she thought about where she should go. ‘Maybe I could get do some shopping in the main street.’
Those were the the keywords: shopping and main street. She thought about all the dresses and accessories she could buy. ‘Oh! I could get that new designer boots!’
Walking toward the main street while thinking about all the new clothes and stuff she could buy, she just happened to bump into a certain snowy white haired boy. “Aasef! I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” Yugi said holding out her hand to help the white haired boy up.
“La moshkelahEsmee Ryou Bakura. Wa ant?” Asked Ryou taking Yugi’s hand as she pulled him up.
“Esmee Yugi Moto. I’m sorry for bumping into you, Bakura-San.” Said Yugi as they they faced eachother.
“No need for the politeness. You can call me Ryou. And may I call you Yugi?” Said Ryou as they shook hands.
“Sure. Do you know Arabic Ryou? Or Japanese for that matter?” Yugi asked. They walked down to a table on the side of the street and took a seat.
“Qaleelan! I don’t know that much Arabic, but I speak Japanese fluently Yugi.” Said Ryou. (As for what Ryou’s wearing, it’s the same clothes he wore in Battle City without the millennium necklace on.)
“Awesome! Do you play Duel Monsters?” Yugi asked while taking out her deck and mat and placing it on the table.
“Why, yes. I just happen to have brought my deck and mat along with me.” Ryou said while producing his deck and mat out of the mail man bag he wore.
“So! Do you want to duel?” Yugi asked as she laid out her mat.
“Why not? I haven’t had anyone to duel against in a while now.”
“Can we make it quick? I have to buy my grandpa and my dinner soon. Besides that I also want to go shopping.”
“Ok. Let’s start off with 4000 life points.”
They shuffled their decks and began to duel. (They dueled, bought the dinner, and shopped around for a bit.)
“kam essa'a?” Yugi asked as Ryou looked at his watch. They were done shopping and Ryou was taking her around the place to see the great views of the city.
“It’s 5:00 PM.” Said Ryou as Yugi took the bags he was holding for her from him.
“Sorry Ryou! Yajebu an athhaba al aan!” Yugi said as she ran to the direction of her apartment.
“Wait!,” Ryou yelled out as Yugi turned around, “Ayna taskun?”
“I live on Khalid!” Yugi said.
“That’s great! I live two blocks from there.” Ryou said. “Are you going to In Hakbet Elementary School?”
“Yeah! Why? Are you going there too?” Yugi asked.
“Yes I am. Do you know Malik? He lives in the same apartment complex as you and he’s going to the same school as us. What grade are you in? Malik and I are in 2nd grade!” Ryou yelled out.
“Yeah! I know Malik and it just happened to be that were all in the same grade! Such a weird thing. We all know and meet eachother on the same day, we go to the same school, and we live near eachother.” Yugi said as she waved goodbye to Ryou. “See you on Monday!”
“Thanks! You too!” Ryou replied back.
“Original? How can I be original,
When everything that makes people original already seems used up?
How can I be original?
It seems like everything I do Is a mistake in everyone’s eyes!
Why, do I feel this way?
Music, cartoons, drawings; everything!
It always seems like I’m copying someone out in the world!
Why can’t I be original?
The answer I’ve found throughout these year’s
Is because I can’t think of anything without copying someone else….
Original? You say I should be original!
Well, sorry! Sorry that I can’t fit your description of original!
You say I should be different from you!
That it’s illegal to you! For me to listen to the same music you do!
For me to draw like so many out there! Just because of the way I draw is like those
Japanese cartoons! Tell me, what is your description of original? Original as in
ME being the exact opposite of you!?
For me to like rap music? To not be able to draw perfectly? A frilly wearing pink girl?
Original is a mix of everybody
Put together over and over agian! So in fact there is no such thing as
ORIGINAL! No way! No such thing as original!
No such thing as the original you talk of!”
By 00AsianWritter00, QueenEleanor21, AKA MiyakoKun (Yu-Gi-Oh! Online G.S.) Here’s the link for the online game I play. It has a free download of the game. You get 10 free duels as a newbie: Remove any spaces….
“Yugi! Yugi get up! We need to leave for your new school soon!” Mr. Moto yelled out as he knocked on his granddaughter’s room. As Mr. Moto opened the door, he saw the room was already decorated and all the stuff put away in the room. The room was small with a queen sized bed in the middle of the room. There were posters of games all over the walls, games litering the white carpet floor, a purple computer (of course game stickers covering it) on a wooden desk stood in a corner, the bedsheets, pillows, blanket, curtains, slippers, and a small table by the bed, were all duel monster themed. A small bookcase by the huge window. There was also a closet/mirror that was painted purple by the also purple door. And there, in the middle of it all, was Yugi Moto still deep in sleep, wrapped in those warm sheets.
Mr. Moto thought of something devilest to wake her up. He moved his hands around his mouth and walked RIGHT next to Yugi, where he yelled in her ear: “Yugi! We’ve got a new stock of rare cards! Come and get them before I sell out! Don’t you want new cards to boost your deck? Hurry!”
“RARE CARDS! WHERE! WHERE ARE THEY! GIVE IT!” Yelled Yugi as she bolted out of bed to grab her old school uniform. Just as she was about to take off her shirt she turned around to see her grandfather grinning like the pervert he was. “OUT! I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING WRONG! THERE IS NO RARE CARDS!”
-giggles- “Alright you win. Here’s your new uniform.” Mr. Moto said as he walked out the door, after giving the uniform her. The uniform was a light cream color. There was a white button-up blouse, a jacket with the ‘Eye of Ra’ on the gold buttons, along with pockets at the sides. There was a black tie to go with the blouse, also with the ‘Eye of Ra.’ The skirt was ruffled a bit, but still decent. It went all the way down to her knees. There was also a pair of white socks that went up to high-way of her shin. At the edges of the sock was the ‘Eye of Ra’ printed into it. The boots that came with it went over her ankle a few inches, but not enough to over the socks. They ,too, had the ‘Eye of Ra’ printed on the boot somewhere. The boots were a cream color too, but it was a darker shade. There was also a hat (also the ‘Eye of Ra’ on it) she could wear if the sun got into her eyes.
(If you want the drawing of it, go to my profile, it’s there somewhere. And no, Yugi does not believe in Ra or Egyption Gods… I have yet to confirm if she believes in a religion, so she won’t believe in any religion yet.)
After admiring the simple, but nice, uniform, Yugi finally dressed up. She grabbed all the supplies she needed for school and put them in the mandatory cream backpack. It was mandatory, but they allowed you to decorate it as much as you want. You just couldn’t redecorate the whole backpack. The front you could decorate, but the back was supposed to be left alone, except for your name being on there. Your name was the only thing that could go on the back. Yugi couldn’t think of what to decorate her backpack with, so she just left it alone until she could find some iron-on patches designed to look like Duel Monsters.
“Yugi! Hurry up! You only have 15 minutes to eat and you’re walking to the school with Malik. School starts at 8:00. It’ll take you 5 minutes to get there. You wouldn’t want to make Malik wait on you forever. It’s 7:00! The school’s big, so you’ll have a small tour from Malik, which is 20 minutes long. When that’s all done, you’ll have 20 minutes to spare.” Mr. Moto said as he gave Yugi her schedule when she sat down to eat.
Yugi looked at the schedule briefly. It had:
Yugi Moto, 2nd Grader, Building: Lower School building
Math- 8:00- 9:00 AM Monday- Friday Room 52
English- 9:10- 10:10 AM Monday- Friday Room 43
Science- 10:20- 11: 20 AM Monday- Wednesday Room 12
History- 11:20 AM- 12:20 PM Monday- Friday Room 25
-LUNCH- 12:20 PM- 1:20 PM
Art- 1:30- 2:30 PM Mondays, Wednesday, & Friday Room 34
Reading & Story Writing- 1:30- 2:30 PM Tuesday & Thursday Room 18
PE- 10:20- 11:20 AM Thursday & Friday Auditorium
Sowing- 2:30- 3:30 PM- Mondays- Friday Room 38
“…..” Was all Yugi said. ‘That’s a lot….’ Yugi then went onto eating her breakfast.
Once Yugi was done eating, she went downstairs to meet Malik. It turned out that Marik was still asleep in his room. (Think of anything you want Isis or Rashid had to do to wake him up) After a few minutes, Malik finally came out with slightly wet hair and they talked about how she met Ryou and how they came to Egypt. (Malik’s story was a lie of course) On the way to school, they met Ryou.
“… And this is where we can buy our lunch. Today’s special is Japanese food. We can eat anywhere, as long as it’s still on campus.” Said Malik and Ryou at the same time. They turned to eachother and glared. They were showing Yugi around the campus before class started. They found out that they were lucky enough to go to the same classes. (Malik and Ryou have special ladies waiting for them. wink) Right now they were just about rapped up with the tour and were preparing to go to their locker and unpack the stuff. They all decided to decorate their lockers with Duel Monsters stickers. Yugi decorated her locker with spellcasters like, Dark Magician Girl, Dark Pandilin, and many other spellcasters. Ryou decorated his locker with Change of Heart, The Unhappy Maiden, and many other soft hearted Duel Monsters. Marik went with torture and scary monsters like, Jinzo, Exodia, and many other scary monsters and cards.
They also had lockers near eachother. Once they finished putting away the supplies they didn’t need yet and decorating their lockers, they headed to room 52. As soon as they entered the room, their teacher, Ms. Amanak, told them about what they would be doing. She told them they would be learning advanced math. The whole class groaned. After she told them that, she asked Yugi to come up and introduce herself. She told Yugi that she didn’t have to join them in their morning prayers to their god, Ra. She said the school doesn’t care if people who didn’t believe in Ra, had to participate in it. The school, as it appeared, was fine with non-believing Ra students not taking part in it, but still wanted them to pray to the god they believed in.
As class started and the teacher told them to do a review of some math problems to refresh their memories. And as they were told to do that, Malik, Ryou, and Yugi, ignored the woman as they already knew this stuff. When the teacher tried to get them in trouble by calling them up to do a problem, they easily solved it and pointed out some of her mistakes. And that pretty much happened in every class. Causing them to have some enemy’s when it came to report cards. Boy, were the staff mad at them for pointing out mistakes and figuring problems even they couldn’t solve. The staff tried to find one slip up to give them a detention, but as always they couldn’t find anything wrong.
-LUNCH-
“ROFL! Did you see her face! That was hilarious! Wish I had a camera on me at that time! Man! You guys should have seen her face! Too bad she didn’t tell you guys to wait after class! Ahahaha!” Malik said while he was on the floor clutching his sides while laughing.
(--’)-Anime style sweat drop- “Malik, you told that to us for the 50th time today!” Yugi said as she took a bite out of her tempura. They finished most of their classes for the day. Their last class, History, Mrs. Lekabret the History teacher was fuming. Malik kept on throwing spit balls at the back of her head, each time she faced the board. Mrs. Lekabret knew that it was Malik. She even asked the class who was throwing spit balls at her head, but as everyone wanted the old hag to shut up for once (her voice is like Mr. Binns from Harry Potter), they just told her they didn’t see who did it. As the old woman had asked for some people ,including
Malik, to stay after class so she can get the load down on how to get Malik a detention. Every time she asked one of the people who did it, they just said they didn’t do it and that they didn’t see who did it. It came to the point where she had to ask Malik and actually threatened him a month’s of suspension out of school, if he didn’t tell her the truth. But, you know Malik, he never listens and always loves to torment people, so he lied and wiggled his way out of it. The look of loathe the woman gave him was priceless.
As they took their seats for class, a young red haired man came in. He wore leather boots, a tooth on one of his ears, he had his hair pulled back, cream shirt and pants, and a black jacket. The man introduced himself as Charlie Weasley. (I know, I know…. Charlie’s here working in Egypt. This was WAY before he got a job as a dragon tamer. He couldn’t find any magical jobs at the time. Charlie had to get a muggle job. (or is it?))
The young red haired told them that they would be painting anything about Egypt. First he told them to sketch it, then ink it and paint it. Charlie told them the point of inking it was so they wouldn’t think of ruining one of their classmates sketches with a pencil. The class bullies frowned. It was their favorite pastime to mess other people’s work. Yugi drew a cat and a rich Egyptian lady petting the cat. Ryou drew the myth of the Millennium Items in the huge slab of rock. Marik drew a hawk flying over Egypt.
After an hour of sketching, Charlie told them to pack up and bring the sketch home to finish as homework. They then walked to sowing class. They learned how to sow on a butten, how to make a blanket stitch, and how to make a pillow.
“Why the heck would we want to learn how to sow!?” Malik yelled out and took out his sketch and put it in his grungy backpack.
-- “Well, Malik wouldn’t you want to know how to sow? What if you need to sow close a wound in the middle of nowheres vill? Wouldn’t it save you money to sow it yourself?,” Yugi said putting on her backpack, “Didn’t you say you wanted to save up for a black motorcycle?”
That hit it. Malik had wanted a black motorcycle ever since he saw it on tv in Yugi’s apartment. He then mumbled something about how it was OK.
(0.0) “It still amazes me how you seem to change his mind about things….” Said Ryou as they walked out of the building and onto the side of the road. They watched Malik make a fool out of himself in public by yelling out curses about sowing and a certain motorcycle. (Too bright of curse to write in) (Malik- “What was that! Who are you calling a fool! You’re the fool! You made the story so darn boring! And you call yourself a writer!”) (ME: “Oi! Malik, watch your tough! If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be in this story!”) (Malik- “………” 0.0)
A/n: This is the longest chapter I’ve ever written….
REVIEW! CLICK THAT LITTLE BLUE BUTTEN AT THE BOTTEM LEFT CORNER! ONEGAI! .
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