Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction / Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Then came an angel ❯ Revalations ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6

By: Sapadu

Fuuma woke up in his bed in the Dragons of Earth headquarters under the City Hall. He felt like shit. Really, he did. His stomach was sore and his head was throbbing. He felt like he'd been wearing the same clothes for three days and his hair needed to be washed. The skin over his face felt greasy and dirty, and he was hungry.(1)

After a shower and a change of clothes, he felt slightly more... um... human, and went wandering off in search of something to do... Aside from pissing off Kanoe and Seishirou and Kakyou, that was...

"Hello, Daddy." Fuuma whipped around and saw Nataku blinking up at him owlishly. Fuuma grinned. Of course, it was ALWAYS fun knocking around with the bioroid.

"Yo, Kazuki! What's up? Anything happen while I was out?" He asked, leaning against a wall. Nataku shook her head.(2)

"Seishirou-san went on an assignment, but you know about that because he was the one who brought you back. Kanoe was being irritable, Yuuto helped her sleep it off, and Satsuki didn't move from the Beast all night." She reported. Fuuma shrugged. If there was nothing to do, why not go spend some of the slut's money and have fun?

"Say, Kazuki, have you ever been to an arcade? There's a really great one that I think you'll like and I was thinking if you wanted to go, you could come with me." Fuuma offered. Nataku blinked at him.

"Can we go?" She asked. Fuuma winked.

Of course. Why the hell not?

***************

Oh yeah... because Fuuma had forgotten exactly how crowded this arcade was and Kazuki HATED crowds. Of course, there were tables where people played things like air hockey and ping-pong and those weren't too packed, so it was enough to keep Nataku entertained. The reason why the table games weren't doing well in business was because the new 'Virtual Pods' from Kaiba Corp were getting QUITE a lot of attention.

Of course, there was an amazing crowd around the dance stage. Currently, two girls were dancing to a fast paced, erratic song that Fuuma couldn't understand... probably American pop... Whatever the song was, the girls were dancing faster and faster and Fuuma just HAD to go over and watch. It really drew the eye...

One girl had voluminous brown hair and wore a miniskirt and tank top. She wasn't really much to look at, but she had some kind of innate grace and fluidity of movement that made Fuuma appreciate her dancing, in a purely aesthetic sense.

The other had hair that was pink striped with red and orange and blue and green, swirling behind her as she spun on her toes and bounced on her heels. She wore a dress that looked like it had been white once, but had been twisted up and stained with many, many, many different colors and untwisted again. Fuuma had heard of this... tie-dye, was it? Whatever it was, the girl was a total hippie. And to top it off, she wasn't just graceful: She was double-jointed! Her arms seemed to be bending in ways not humanly possible, her back curved so exaggeratedly as she twisted that she looked like she was going to either slip a disk or throw her back, while her legs twisted around themselves- THREE TIMES! She was also the current subject of a few high school boys who were in a huddle over by the door.

"Kensuke, see if you can get her on tape!"(3)

"Dammit! The button's stuck!"

"Hey, wait, maybe we can see up her skirt!"

"SHE'S WEARING SHORTS UNDER HER DRESS! THAT'S CHEATING!"

Meanwhile, a second group of high school boys stood near the other end of the stage, cheering on the girl with brown hair.

"Go, Tea!"

"You can beat dat sucker up dere!"

"Yay!"

A bark.

Fuuma did a double take and took a closer look at the girl with the second group of boys. Her short black hair looked very familiar, and if that wasn't a telltale sign, the inugami at her feet certainly was.

Great! He came here to relax and he ran into one of the Dragons of Heaven. Oh well... she hadn't spotted him yet... nor did she know who he was. So, he could have his relax.

The music came to a stop and the hippie girl cleared the railing around the stage as the brown haired girl fainted. She was probably dizzy from spinning so much.

Fuuma listened with some interest as the hippie girl went over to the group of teenagers with the Dragon of Heaven.

"Hello, all! Nice to meet you! You friends of that other girl... Tea, is that her name?" She said, smiling. A boy who looked around ten years old nodded.

"Yep! Who are you, by the way?" He asked.

"Sammy, or Sapadu-chan, if you like. What're your names?" She asked, her pink locks curling.

"Well, I'm Yugi Motou, and these are Joey Wheeler and Tristan Taylor, my best friends." Yugi answered, pointing at the two taller boys. The Dragon of Heaven girl hopped forward.

"And I'm..."

"Oh, I know who you are, Yuzu-chan." And then, Sammy continued, "I know your grandmother. Well, I'd love to stay and chat, minna, but I have to go to work! Duty calls, ya know! Jaa!" And Sammy skittered towards the door, pausing by Fuuma and cheerfully saying, "Now, don't forget what I told you yesterday, Fuu-kun."

Fuuma left Nataku with a group of people gawking at her skills in air hockey, running after the pink haired Samantha... well... her hair was more of a magenta color now and it was changing rapidly to red then purple then brown.

"Oi! Wait up." He called after Samantha, who stopped but did not turn.

"Yes?" She drawled. Fuuma glared at her back.

"Might I ask who you think you are?" He asked, panting. Samantha bent over backwards and stared Fuuma directly in the eye.

"I do not think: I KNOW that I'm Samantha Ann Phastine, local shinigami, Kamui-ass-kicker, capable of destroying a demon lord, part-time vampire, and pleased to meet you. Again." Fuuma blinked at Samantha before letting her walk away. He couldn't help but think what she'd said to him the night before...

'Fuuma, I want you to stop acting like the dick you aren't and let your true colors show. Nobody's gonna hold it against ya, and if they don't like it, you're the Kamui, so you could easily kick their butt.' She'd said.

Whatever she was planning, Fuuma was now caught in the thick of it and he wasn't going to get out very easily.

*************

Yugi, Joey, and the others had gone to the arcade again. Of course, nobody had invited HIM, but since Bakura was so unfailingly polite and brought up so properly, he didn't go and invite himself.

It was a very horrible feeling, to KNOW that you were being ignored. Yugi and the others were the only friends he had: they all went to the same school and they'd both been in the same Duel Monsters tournament. Bakura even had a Millennium Item, just like Yugi. One would have thought that he and Bakura would be closer than brothers...

But, in the end, he wasn't a friend to THEM. True, he was a good companion, and they acknowledged him and didn't make fun of him like other people at school did... Bakura supposed he should be grateful for that much...

Bakura was BORED! That was the word for it: bored! Bored out of his skull... bored so much it wasn't even FUNNY. That was why he had started thinking about Yugi and the others leaving him behind: They were all together, laughing, having fun, and, if nothing else, just enjoying the peaceful company of each other without any worries of someone trying to steal the Millennium Puzzle or something like that. He was just bitter that HE didn't have anyone to do that with...

"A-do-un't be cruel... to-ho a heart this true... "(4) Bakura looked up from the ground to see a girl with red and purple hair dancing and singing at the top of her lungs in the middle of the street. Well... at least there were no cars... And WHAT, in the name of Ra, was she DOING?

Well... thinking was certainly not what she was doing...

And... despite her voice being so LOUD... she was pretty good. So, singing was one of the things she was doing.

She twirled her way up onto the sidewalk where Bakura stood in complete shock... though he had enough sense to get out of her way.

Even complete strangers ignored him...

"Wh-hy should we be a-PART? H-I really loveya bay-BIE, cr-hoss my heart..." The girl was dancing on the spot right in front of Bakura, almost singing right into his face... until she opened her eyes and realized that someone was watching her.

"Oh... hello..." She said, blushing. Bakura went a bit pink in the cheeks as well, more from exactly WHAT she had been singing a few minutes ago.

"...Hullo..."(5) Bakura replied, blinking at her. Her hair was no longer red and purple, but rather, a shade of red that reminded Bakura of the blush on her face. He blinked at that, too.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you like that! I guess I just wasn't watching where I was going." The girl said, embarrassedly scratching the back of her head. Bakura continued to blink.

"No... That's alright..." Bakura said, not really caring. Now would be the time when she would just walk away and ignore him if they ever met again. It was always like that...

Well... ever since he'd gotten the Millenium Ring... Maybe THAT was why he had no friends.

But the girl continued to stand there, staring at him with big, curious, purple eyes.

"Well... if we're gonna be friends, you should tell me your name..." She said, making Bakura jump. Wha?

"P-pardon?" He stammered. She rolled her eyes.

"I said..." She started but Bakura stopped her.

"No, I heard you but... did you say... friends?" Bakura asked. The girl smiled

"Yeah! Friends! Buddies! Pals! Amigos! Tomodachi! Die freunde! Amis! You get the idea, man?" She cried, throwing her hands up into the air. Bakura blinked again at the girl's vocabulary in several different languages.

"... Bakura. Ryou Bakura." He offered, extending a hand.

"Samantha Phastine. Nice to meet you, Bakura-san!" She said, shaking his hand with great enthusiasm, "So, what're you doing on this FINE autumn afternoon?" Sammy asked.

"Oh... just... taking a little walk..." Bakura shrugged. Samantha giggled.

"What?" Bakura asked.

"I'm sorry, but that voice of yours is just so.... cute! Don't mind me: I just have this... thing... for British accents."

"Oh... well... thank you, then..." Bakura didn't quite know how to take that and turned the bright colour of pink.

"Did your 'little walk' route include the bakery? That's where I'm headed, and I hear they make cream puffs almost as good as Wisconsin's. Have you ever had Wisconsin cream puffs? They're the best you'll find ANYWHERE! If you go to the state fair, you can get this bigass cream puff for about a dollar and it's got the heaviest whipped cream in the center and it's covered in powdered sugar and the actual pastry is crispy and fluffy and just... YUM!" Samantha asked, not stopping to hear his response before she launched into prattle.

"...Uh..." Bakura fumbled for an appropriate response before coming up with, "Cream puffs?"

"Yep! Cream puffs!" She repeated, "Ya like 'em?"

"My favorite food." Bakura clarified. Samantha's face split into a wide, wide grin.

"YAY! I've been looking for someone to share cream puffs with! Come on! To the bakery!" And with that, she siezed Bakura's arm and dragged him after her, her hair glowing a bright, sugary pink.

********************

It had been a full day, yet Tohru still wasn't speaking. Nobody in the Sohma houshold knew why and Uo and Hana couldn't persuade her to tell them anything.

Personally, Tohru was afraid of Samantha now, but she had to hide it around everyone. And what if Samantha found out should Tohru tell anyone? Considering that she'd been talking to somebody about KILLING people, Tohru was very unwilling to do anything to cross Samantha's path.

And what if Yuki and Kyo and Shigure got hurt because she told them? Or Uo and Hana? Tohru wouldn't be able to live with herself knowing something she'd said had gotten them into trouble.

Then, there was that man Sammy had been speaking to. He'd been obviously intent on killing Tohru and the poor girl STILL didn't understand HOW she'd survived. It had seemed like the man had suddenly just disappeared. With THAT in mind, Tohru was now quite reasonably terrified.

It was getting hard for her to concentrate in classes, focus on her job, or even chop vegetables for stew without her hands shaking. As a matter of fact, Tohru was so distracted that she didn't even notice that she'd cut her finger with the knife- three times.

Yuki was the first one to notice.

"Honda-san!" He exclaimed, moving the knife away from the vegetables and startling Tohru QUITE a bit in the process. She jumped, dropped the knife, and slipped on the floor, grabbing Yuki as she fell so that he fell right on top of her.

POOF!

Naturally, that was when Shigure walked into the kitchen to find Tohru on the floor with a tiny rat Yuki on her chest. He burst into giggles.

"Yuki-kun! Are we distracting our little flower by huggling her while she's making dinner again?" Shigure asked, a big smile on his face.

"No. Honda-san slipped and grabbed me as she fell." Yuki explained, as though

Shigure would listen to him. Shigure had gone off into the hall singing 'Yuki-kun's a sex friend, Yuki-kun's a sex friend!' There was a lound smacking noise that sounded distinctly like Kyo's fist connecting with Shigure's skull.

"Honda-san, daijobu desu ka?" Yuki asked, turning to face Tohru to see her still petrified face. Tohru nodded. Yuki crawled up her lap, onto her shoulder and nuzzled her cheek with his nose.

It was the only comfort he could give.

*******************

"Hana-chan... can I talk to you about something?" Tohru had finally decided to speak, and so, naturally, Hana wasn't to deny her.

"Yes. What is it?" Hana replied, calmly. Tohru stammered for a moment before she swallowed the lump in her throat and started to talk.

"I think I know why Sapadu-chan's electric signals are so different for you..." Tohru whispered, almost making Hana do a double take and gape. She had more composure than that, fortunately.

"What about me?" Tohru practically jumped out of her skin. Hana turned, calm as ever. Samantha was looking politely confused.

"Your electric signals are different from others in the school." Hanajima explained while Tohru tried to hide behind her.

Samantha gave a soft laugh.

"Heh. Shoulda known better than to try and fool YOU, huh?" She muttered, not looking irritated in the slightest, "Fine. I'll tell you why: I'm dead."

The silence never sounded louder.

(1) D'ya ever have one of those days that you just feel like... YUCK! Kinda how Fuuma is.

(2) I've read that Nataku is really a five-year-old girl named Kazuki who was reborn using her father's body and an artificial womb or something like that... Thus, I shall refer to Nataku as a girl.

(3) Evangelion cameo!

(4) YAY FOR ELVIS!

(5) ^_^

For now, the story's going to kinda be put on hold: school and shit like that...

BUT I SHALL TRY!