Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Shall We Meet Again ❯ When Eyes Lie ( Chapter 1 )

Hullo! Welcome all to my fic! Why, you may ask, am I writing another when I hardly ever update my others on other websites and have screaming hordes of readers standing outside my window trying to kill me? The answer is simple: Because I can. That is the ultimate power of an author. To write how ever many stories, novels, fics, et cetera, that you want and no one can tell you not to or how to. It is simplicity at its best. Also, inspiration struck me in the butt around two o' clock this afternoon and I have to write this or else in a week it will be gone, entirely. Now, this is dedicated to LadyBloodShedRed for she is the one who gave me the idea for the pairing in this fic. It will be obvious, yes, but for the main character, an undermined one, I must say, it will be tough going.

As the cliché goes, you never know how much you love something until it's gone. This saying has proven itself over and over again. But what will happen should that lost something return and is not the same thing as you once loved? Would YOU hold on or move on? Thus is the main conflict. God, I feel like I'm writing an essay or something. Most of you are just skipping this anyways, so I'll get to the point. K.I.S.S. is not in my vocabulary, so…here it goes.

 

Chapter 1

Shall We Meet Again

By CFB

 

Hazel eyes flashed in the furious glare of the sunlight, watching surrounding upperclassmen cautiously, curiously. How carefree they seemed to be, not worrying about the eyes that followed their ecstatic trails off of the school campus. How she wished to be like them instead of constantly remembering the past that did not seem to exist in the realm of reality anymore as it once did to her.

 

That summer was gone, though the heat still stayed, reminding her even more strongly what it must be like for him…in the desert, far, far away. Too far away for her, she felt. As the days wore on the summer stretched thin, she felt her heart break with each minute that he wasn't near her. She knew she was being silly. How could anyone like him love someone like her? In her own opinion, she was not the best looking girl in the world. But he was the best looking guy, and she was sure she was in love.

 

Again, she thought herself silly and childish. She barely knew him. She couldn't love him, as a person. But she did love him, the outside him. His wonderfully tanned skin and dark, mysterious eyes. Oh, how she loved them and wished to see them once more. Oh, how fickle fate could be.

 

She stood slowly as her brother came around the corner of the gym, sweaty from practice and red in the face from the exhilaration.

 

“Hey.” He said, slightly winded, but not badly.

 

She smiled in reply, putting on her usual happy façade as she had for the past two weeks, trying to beat down her inner struggle and torture. If her brother knew how she really felt about the love of her life…

 

She didn't want to think about it. He would probably do something drastic and spastic all at once. Not something she would to look forward to in the least.

 

“Don't you want to change?” She asked, flipping a bit of her auburn bangs out of her eyes as a short gust of wind blew through the leaves of the towering oak trees.

 

They made her feel small, the trees. Although, she was not of a very considerably tall height to begin with, somehow, she had gotten the short end of the stick when it came to height, the trees had some strange effect on her mind. As if they were always whispering in the wind, playing tricks on everyone who dared to cross them. And yet, as she was feeling small and puny compared to them, she felt connected to them. They gave her strength and made her feel bigger than she was.

 

“I'm fine. I'll change at home.” He replied, wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

 

She grimaced in disgust and looked away. She voiced her thoughts of how gross she thought his actions were and he grinned and laughed before hugging her and wiping his sweaty face all over her shoulder. She shrieked and fought to get away from him, not caring what anyone else thought. Their opinions didn't matter to her and therefore, she didn't matter much to them.

 

Jounouchi finally let go of her and she scowled as angrily as possible. He gave her his special smile and she turned away so he wouldn't see hers'.

 

No matter what they went through, they went through it all together. In each other, they found solace and enveloping need for one another. They had given up on their parents to show such regard or respect for either of them and relied solely on the time they could be together, as one, just brother and sister. Normal. Or, as normal as they could be considering the facts of their poor, troubled childhoods.

 

Perhaps that's why she felt connected to him…his eyes clearly shone with anger and suspicion. Not even his sister could be trusted. Everyone was against him, and he was against only one person alone. But just by holding one simple grudge on that one person, he was abhorred and ridiculed by all. His loss, and yet at the same time his victory, symbolized the start of renewal. Of his repression, shoving all that had happened to the back of his mind and his memory, things to neglect and never think of again. With it all behind him, he could change. He could love, possibly. Maybe even be taught to trust again, in others and, most importantly, himself.

 

Jounouchi seemed to pick up on her emotions and he gazed at her curiously.

 

“You okay? You look sad…and you're not talking.”

 

Shizuka gasped silently and nearly slapped herself for letting her sentiments go like that. She had promised herself to not show her true feelings so that no one would worry about her. Her mind scurried to think of an excuse that Jou could believe.

 

“Um…I'm just…worried.”

 

“About what?” Jou implored curiously.

 

“About Mom. She's been kind of depressed lately, and…I dunno. I'm just worried. About her well-being.”

 

“Oh.” Jou muttered, detecting the lie immediately. When would she ever learn that he knew her better than that? He could read her easily, as if he were looking at a child's picture book.

 

He suppressed a sigh and opened the door to the apartment complex, letting Shizuka go ahead of him. He followed after her, carefully watching her as she became lost in thought again about God knows what. Honestly, it irked him to know that something was wrong with her and that had no way of figuring out what it was or how to fix it.

 

`Probably just grades', he figured as he unlocked the door to their `home'.

 

Shizuka stepped around the numerous broken and wholesome beer bottles around the couch and hurriedly escaped the real world to her room in where her fantasies ran wild and the past suddenly became the present.

 

In her own dream world, her happy place, those eyes she yearned for seemed to stare at her everywhere she looked. She wished she could draw as well as Sensei Odom. If she could, she could draw that face and those gorgeous eyes and all the fear and pain hidden behind his lips, where a smile was never worn or wanted.

 

Sure, she could draw, very well, in fact. Art was her strongest subject, yet at the same time, her weakest. She found she could draw only the outside of things. Not like a vase or something, she could draw the inside of that easily. She couldn't draw emotion or express it in any way, leaving for her only the outside looks and characters of the objects she drew.

 

She sighed, leaving her wishes, wants and regrets behind her and pulled out her pile of homework. Of course, her art homework had to be the worst possible assignment for her: draw someone you care the most about.

 

 

CFB: Well? Good? Too deep or detailed? Any idea who she's in love with? If you look carefully, I put a lot of hints in there. If you can't figure it out…well, that sucks. Keep trying. Anyways, review, please! I'll see if I can pull something out of my mind like this again soon! By the way, does anyone get the trees thing? If you do, leave it in your review!