Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Stuck With You ❯ Moonlight Raid ( Chapter 1 )
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By: ennovy_tenshi 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.05.2004 | Updated On: 05.23.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 321 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.05.2004 | Updated On: 05.23.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 321 | Status: Completed
ennovy: *mystery music* An arrogant prince (Atemu) and an argumentative young theif
in training (Teana) are stuck together on a deserted island. Will they kill each other
before they get off the island or...will they slowly fall for each other? Wonder how they
get there? Ack! *gets hit by a chicken leg*
y Ennovy: YOU SUCK!! Haahahahaha!! What a lame summary! Hahahah-OUCH!!
ennovy: Hey I�m the one that writes this stuf so go...wait! What are you eating?!
y Ennovy: Ahh some leftover chicken I found in a refridgerator by the trashcan. You know what�s strange? This taste kinda-AHH!! WORMS!!
ennovy: *snickers* heh payback!
Disclaimer: I don�t own Yugioh, or anything except this plot. *pouts* Anyways enjoy! ^_^. I know the title sucks, but bear with me! This is kind of a AE AUish fic. Yami/Anzu! As always... My next fic I�m trying SetoAnzu. My untitled story should be up soon, I decided to call it Murked Light. My other story Desert Sands, I had the whole chapter written but the power went off and it wasn�t saved...*sobs* And Living Your past is almost done. I�m sorry I haven�t gotten it up in a while. I�ve just been kind of lazy. X_X; Oh and this is my first lame attempt at humor. You won�t find any in this chapter though. And please be honest with me if I�m lame. Cause I know I am. *sulk*
y Ennovy: I bet you�re the queen of AE fics staring Anzu.
ennovy: Probably not, but I will someday! *starts writing fanfic ideas on a blackboard*
y Ennovy: Youre pathetic.
Oh yeah and PG-13 for some naughty language.
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Stuck With You
Chapter 1
�Hey, stop!!� A spiky multi-colored haired boy of fourteen with an unusual set of purple with a drop of crimson eyes, cried to the figure clad in black who jumped on the palace�s clay wall, blocking the path of the moon behind them. The soldiers that he had brought with him aimed their spears.
�No don�t shoot yet, wait for him to make a move,� the boy commanded holding his hand in a stopping command.
The figure clutched the priceless vase tightly against their chest, and smirked, though it couldn�t be seen through the black cloth mask that only revealed the person�s narrowed gray blue eyes, �What a foolish prince.� The figure held up their left hand and put down every finger except the middle one. The prince could see a tongue protrude from the mask.
The boy, Prince Atemu, scowled, no one flipped him off a got away with it, �Theif! Come down here and we�ll spare your pathetic life!�
�Hm? I don�t think I feel like it, so fuck off Princy boy!� the figure�s harsh raspy voice called back, �Since you don�t seem to be doing that, I think I�ll take my leave now. Ta, ta!� when the theif had about dived off the wall, Atemu delivered the spear he had been holding to the theif, piercing them in the leg. �There�s payback, theif. Three of you go around that side,� he pointed to a crack in the wall big enough for any size of a person, �And you guys come with me,� Atemu commanded speeding to the proper opened gate.
The theif fell in a not really elegant thud on the hard dusty sand, �Ouch! Dammit! I knew I should have put that armor underneath my tights!� they cursed, the thief took grip of the sharp end of the spear stuck in their leg and yanked it out-hard. Blood oozed from the deep puncture, they bit their bottom lip hard at the pain, �Crap at this rate, they�ll catch me! Master Bakura won�t be proud of me for this...� the theif tore off a shred of cloth tied around their hand and quickly tied a taut knot around the heavily bleeding wound. The person stood up quickly, a sharp pain jolted up their leg, and limped in a sprint off to nearby allyway.
The prince and his men searched finding no trace of the theif except a small puddle of blood that stopped a couple feet away, but didn�t point the direction the theif might�ve taken, �Damn this! Father�s not going to be happy about his rare vase stolen...�Atemu motioned to the guards to cease search and retreated back into the palace.
~*~
�I see you brought it, � the theif looked up from where they were leaned up against the wall to who spoke, a white haired boy just a few years older than her, with a tan muscular build, probably seventeen, �Teana, you almost failed, don�t stall around to mock the victim, unless they insult you.�
The theif pulled off their mask revealing a young girl. She let her chestnut hair that just barely grazed the top of her shoulders, �Here, master Bakura,� she handed him the priceless vase. Bakura looked at the vase and nonchalently tossed it at the ground, without a care and spat on it. Teana�s eyes widened, �Master! You know how much that vase was? It was priceless! We could�ve had enough money to not steal anymore!�
The boy just tossed a white lock of hair behind his back, �I can�t believe that low-class pharaoh keeps crap like this. I can�t afford you failing me, let alone almost. Besides, it�s no the money I�m after...�
�It�s because your village got burnt down?� Teana asked not realizing how rude that question was.
Bakura didn�t care though, �Yes, and I will get my revenge!� He sighed and after a few silent moments he said, �We�re a little far from the hideout, you know what to do.�
Teana nodded and shot up only opening the fresh gash wider, reeling back on the dusty ally road. Bakura looked down at her in amuzement, �Looks like you�re not going to be able to do this one, eh?�
Teana growled mentally, �He thinks he�s sooo funny, huh? Save me the cracks,� she thought sarcastically wincing at the burning and freezing sensation in her wound.
�Just wait here and watch a pro at work,� Bakura mocked smirking and then walked to a slum down the street. �Hm, well let�s see, first he�ll knock, how gentlemanly,� she thought counting Bakura�s procedure, she watched as he knocked and then got bored, �Then he�ll yell at the door,� Bakura yelled at the door and backed up a bit, �Then he�ll kick it,� Teana watched intently as Bakura forcefully rammed the door open, �He�ll walk in and throw out the fat drunkard,� she rolled her eyes as she heard a slur of various profanities and then-a silence. Bakura came out tossing the fat deadweight out of the small clay house into the ally. Teana watched as the man�s eyes rolled into the back of his head.
�How refreshing!� Bakura lifted Teana onto his back into the house, to clean her leg up. He wasn�t that heartless, she was kind of like his little sister that died when the village was burnt down, when he was ten. A few years after that he was on a town raid, but mobs of drunks lit the village on fire. Bakura had gotten out of the village just in time, then he noticed a woven basket that rolled out of the village. A little crying Teana was curled up in the basket. After a few minutes the blaze had burnt down the village, leaving everything smoldering ashes. No one was alive. Bakura had taught Teana the ways of a theif ever since then.
He sat her on a straw patch and began to clean her wound with a concoction. She yelped at the stinging liquid being cooling on her raw skin, �This place sucks!�
Bakura rolled his eyes and said, �Looks like it got you pretty good, huh?�Anzu looked up at Bakura, wincing.
�Yeah, what�s the next thing you want me to do?� This injury wasn�t the worst she�d ever had, in fact she�d been bitten by some pretty posionous desert cobras and scorpions, but the next day Bakura always sent her on a misson.
�I�ve heard that the young prince often sneaks out into the streets at day. I want you to find him with those little punks that act like they know everything, remember? The kid with the blonde hair and the other one with brown hair?� Bakura asked tying the gauze around her leg.
�Jono and Honda?� she asked in surprise hopping up and then regreting it from the pain.
�Yeah, whatever those punks� names are. Just as I said before, they seem to know everyone, too.�
�And what do you want me to do?�
Bakura continued, �I want you to kill the prince. His father would be devastated.�
�My pleasure.�
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Hate to cut it right there, but I need to know what you think before I go on. I might not get my other fics up soon since I started track and it takes most my free time up. *points to purple button* Review!
in training (Teana) are stuck together on a deserted island. Will they kill each other
before they get off the island or...will they slowly fall for each other? Wonder how they
get there? Ack! *gets hit by a chicken leg*
y Ennovy: YOU SUCK!! Haahahahaha!! What a lame summary! Hahahah-OUCH!!
ennovy: Hey I�m the one that writes this stuf so go...wait! What are you eating?!
y Ennovy: Ahh some leftover chicken I found in a refridgerator by the trashcan. You know what�s strange? This taste kinda-AHH!! WORMS!!
ennovy: *snickers* heh payback!
Disclaimer: I don�t own Yugioh, or anything except this plot. *pouts* Anyways enjoy! ^_^. I know the title sucks, but bear with me! This is kind of a AE AUish fic. Yami/Anzu! As always... My next fic I�m trying SetoAnzu. My untitled story should be up soon, I decided to call it Murked Light. My other story Desert Sands, I had the whole chapter written but the power went off and it wasn�t saved...*sobs* And Living Your past is almost done. I�m sorry I haven�t gotten it up in a while. I�ve just been kind of lazy. X_X; Oh and this is my first lame attempt at humor. You won�t find any in this chapter though. And please be honest with me if I�m lame. Cause I know I am. *sulk*
y Ennovy: I bet you�re the queen of AE fics staring Anzu.
ennovy: Probably not, but I will someday! *starts writing fanfic ideas on a blackboard*
y Ennovy: Youre pathetic.
Oh yeah and PG-13 for some naughty language.
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Stuck With You
Chapter 1
�Hey, stop!!� A spiky multi-colored haired boy of fourteen with an unusual set of purple with a drop of crimson eyes, cried to the figure clad in black who jumped on the palace�s clay wall, blocking the path of the moon behind them. The soldiers that he had brought with him aimed their spears.
�No don�t shoot yet, wait for him to make a move,� the boy commanded holding his hand in a stopping command.
The figure clutched the priceless vase tightly against their chest, and smirked, though it couldn�t be seen through the black cloth mask that only revealed the person�s narrowed gray blue eyes, �What a foolish prince.� The figure held up their left hand and put down every finger except the middle one. The prince could see a tongue protrude from the mask.
The boy, Prince Atemu, scowled, no one flipped him off a got away with it, �Theif! Come down here and we�ll spare your pathetic life!�
�Hm? I don�t think I feel like it, so fuck off Princy boy!� the figure�s harsh raspy voice called back, �Since you don�t seem to be doing that, I think I�ll take my leave now. Ta, ta!� when the theif had about dived off the wall, Atemu delivered the spear he had been holding to the theif, piercing them in the leg. �There�s payback, theif. Three of you go around that side,� he pointed to a crack in the wall big enough for any size of a person, �And you guys come with me,� Atemu commanded speeding to the proper opened gate.
The theif fell in a not really elegant thud on the hard dusty sand, �Ouch! Dammit! I knew I should have put that armor underneath my tights!� they cursed, the thief took grip of the sharp end of the spear stuck in their leg and yanked it out-hard. Blood oozed from the deep puncture, they bit their bottom lip hard at the pain, �Crap at this rate, they�ll catch me! Master Bakura won�t be proud of me for this...� the theif tore off a shred of cloth tied around their hand and quickly tied a taut knot around the heavily bleeding wound. The person stood up quickly, a sharp pain jolted up their leg, and limped in a sprint off to nearby allyway.
The prince and his men searched finding no trace of the theif except a small puddle of blood that stopped a couple feet away, but didn�t point the direction the theif might�ve taken, �Damn this! Father�s not going to be happy about his rare vase stolen...�Atemu motioned to the guards to cease search and retreated back into the palace.
~*~
�I see you brought it, � the theif looked up from where they were leaned up against the wall to who spoke, a white haired boy just a few years older than her, with a tan muscular build, probably seventeen, �Teana, you almost failed, don�t stall around to mock the victim, unless they insult you.�
The theif pulled off their mask revealing a young girl. She let her chestnut hair that just barely grazed the top of her shoulders, �Here, master Bakura,� she handed him the priceless vase. Bakura looked at the vase and nonchalently tossed it at the ground, without a care and spat on it. Teana�s eyes widened, �Master! You know how much that vase was? It was priceless! We could�ve had enough money to not steal anymore!�
The boy just tossed a white lock of hair behind his back, �I can�t believe that low-class pharaoh keeps crap like this. I can�t afford you failing me, let alone almost. Besides, it�s no the money I�m after...�
�It�s because your village got burnt down?� Teana asked not realizing how rude that question was.
Bakura didn�t care though, �Yes, and I will get my revenge!� He sighed and after a few silent moments he said, �We�re a little far from the hideout, you know what to do.�
Teana nodded and shot up only opening the fresh gash wider, reeling back on the dusty ally road. Bakura looked down at her in amuzement, �Looks like you�re not going to be able to do this one, eh?�
Teana growled mentally, �He thinks he�s sooo funny, huh? Save me the cracks,� she thought sarcastically wincing at the burning and freezing sensation in her wound.
�Just wait here and watch a pro at work,� Bakura mocked smirking and then walked to a slum down the street. �Hm, well let�s see, first he�ll knock, how gentlemanly,� she thought counting Bakura�s procedure, she watched as he knocked and then got bored, �Then he�ll yell at the door,� Bakura yelled at the door and backed up a bit, �Then he�ll kick it,� Teana watched intently as Bakura forcefully rammed the door open, �He�ll walk in and throw out the fat drunkard,� she rolled her eyes as she heard a slur of various profanities and then-a silence. Bakura came out tossing the fat deadweight out of the small clay house into the ally. Teana watched as the man�s eyes rolled into the back of his head.
�How refreshing!� Bakura lifted Teana onto his back into the house, to clean her leg up. He wasn�t that heartless, she was kind of like his little sister that died when the village was burnt down, when he was ten. A few years after that he was on a town raid, but mobs of drunks lit the village on fire. Bakura had gotten out of the village just in time, then he noticed a woven basket that rolled out of the village. A little crying Teana was curled up in the basket. After a few minutes the blaze had burnt down the village, leaving everything smoldering ashes. No one was alive. Bakura had taught Teana the ways of a theif ever since then.
He sat her on a straw patch and began to clean her wound with a concoction. She yelped at the stinging liquid being cooling on her raw skin, �This place sucks!�
Bakura rolled his eyes and said, �Looks like it got you pretty good, huh?�Anzu looked up at Bakura, wincing.
�Yeah, what�s the next thing you want me to do?� This injury wasn�t the worst she�d ever had, in fact she�d been bitten by some pretty posionous desert cobras and scorpions, but the next day Bakura always sent her on a misson.
�I�ve heard that the young prince often sneaks out into the streets at day. I want you to find him with those little punks that act like they know everything, remember? The kid with the blonde hair and the other one with brown hair?� Bakura asked tying the gauze around her leg.
�Jono and Honda?� she asked in surprise hopping up and then regreting it from the pain.
�Yeah, whatever those punks� names are. Just as I said before, they seem to know everyone, too.�
�And what do you want me to do?�
Bakura continued, �I want you to kill the prince. His father would be devastated.�
�My pleasure.�
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Hate to cut it right there, but I need to know what you think before I go on. I might not get my other fics up soon since I started track and it takes most my free time up. *points to purple button* Review!
