Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Unbelievable Connections ❯ Hidden Secrets and Battle City Begins ( Chapter 7 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! However, I DO own Marissa, Keline, Symari, and Joseph.
Chapter 7~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
From atop the roof, Marissa and Keline gazed at the pink sun sinking beneath the highlighted clouds. Well, she looked at it, while Keline stared at the shingles.
[Arabic to English translator: ON]
“What's wrong?” she asked worriedly. “Besides the usual.”
He sighed deeply. “Father wants me to help him in the new Duel Monsters tournament,” he answered. “He didn't say that exactly, but he ordered me to reach the finals.”
“You're going to reach them anyway, though.”
“I know, but dueling isn't fun anymore when I'm doing it because he told me to.”
“I understand.” She grabbed his hand and leaned on his shoulder. “Always remember to be strong, Kay. You're good at that.”
He sighed again. “It's just that...it's not really him anymore. Every now and then it is, but most of the time he drifts away from us.”
“Is it truly his other personality you're talking about?” She looked at him questioningly.
“No - he's not acting that evil.”
“Then we're okay for now. What about your hand?” She grabbed his right hand and looked at it - or rather, the glove.
“I wish I never got that stupid thing!”
“It's not all bad, Kay. Remember...?”
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{Flashback - 12 years ago}
In the land of Egypt, a young woman with long, black hair and narrow eyes of coal was holding a two-and-a-half-year-old Keline Magentos. Next to them stood a young man with bleached-blond hair and light purple eyes.
“Marik, is this the right thing to do?” the woman asked the man in a worried voice.
“Of course it is,” he replied, running his hand through Keline's hair. “We can't risk anything when it comes to our son.”
“I'm scared, mommy,” Keline cut in. The woman looked at him comfortingly.
“Everything's going to be fine, sweety,” she told him, holding his right hand. “You have to be strong.”
“Yes, mommy. But what's it for?”
“It's to protect you,” Marik answered for her. “Because even when you learn to protect yourself, you will still need all the help you can get.” He looked into his son's eyes and smiled.
“Okay, daddy. I'm ready.”
“Good. I'm proud of you, Keline.” He placed a hand on the woman's shoulder. “Let's go now, Kat.” So, they all walked off down the path...
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{End of flashback}
“Yeah, I remember,” Keline answered after a while. Marissa gently pushed him backwards so that he was lying down. Then, she rested her head next to his.
“I love you, Kay,” she whispered, causing him to turn his head to look and smile at her.
“I love you, too, Riss.” He put a gentle hand against the back of her neck and kissed her. “Always have, always will.”
“Mmmm...” She sighed happily, placing her head on his chest. He began to stroke her hair romantically. “Ditto...”
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[Arabic to English translator: OFF]
Being “out-of-practice,” Yami had difficulty in climbing up the wall. Although, he had less difficulty than most people did. He reached the roof in one piece, but before he pulled himself up, Marissa noticed he was there. She was looking at him inquiringly, while Keline was glaring at him.
“I hope I'm not interrupting,” Yami said apologetically. Marissa shook her head and sat up.
“No, no, it's okay,” she replied.
“I'll see you in a bit, Riss,” said Keline as he walked toward the edge.
“Good-bye, Kay.” He half-climbed, half-jumped down the side of her house. She then turned to Yami. “So, why did you come up?”
“This,” he stated simply, tossing her the object which he had picked up earlier. She caught it easily. Her eyes tried to resist widening. She looked at the figurine in her hand along with Yami from afar. It was a statuette of the Millennium Puzzle, delicately carved out of imitation gold. Each detail was precise and exact. Even if you examined the fake and the real right next to each other, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference, minus the size, for the fake was a little smaller. “Where did you get this?”
“Oh - um - we found it at a booth in the market place once. Along with the other ones downstairs.” Even though she sounded serious, Yami felt there was something iffy about that statement. Especially since every time she looked at him, her eyes glowed with the need to tell him something more. He walked over and sat down beside her.
“Talk to me.”
The look she gave him was of inquiry. “About what?”
He shrugged. “Anything. How about, why is Keline...”
“Mean? Stingy? Selfish?” He stared at her in surprise, which caused her to laugh. “Don't worry, you can call him anything you want. I won't be insulted, and I certainly won't tell him.” He nodded in response. “Anyway, to answer your question...Keline's had a hard life. I would tell you a couple details, but I really shouldn't.”
“I understand. I wouldn't want somebody to tell my life story to other people, either.”
Marissa looked at Yami anxiously. “But please, just don't make him mad at you,” she pleaded. Don't ask why, just please don't.”
“I'll do the best I can, but Joey might disagree,” he replied, jokingly with the second half. She laughed lightly at this.
“Come on, let's get back to ground level.” The two made their way back down the side of the house. As soon as they opened the front door, they were greeted by an anxious Joey, Tea, Tristan, and Joseph.
“Where have you guys been!?” they asked in unison.
“I told you, they were on the roof,” Symari replied, exasperated.
“But why were you up there, Yugi?” Tea questioned him. He led her away to show her and talk to her about the statuette without Marissa within hearing distance.
“Hey, Marissa, mom called and she's on her way home with dad.” Marissa nodded in reply, so Symari galloped his way upstairs.
“You guys ready?” she asked Joey, Tristan, and Joseph. All three of them bobbed their heads up and down.
“I'm ready to kick some butt!” Joey shouted excitedly. Tristan stared at him strangely.
“Uh...Joey, you know the tournament doesn't actually start until tomorrow, right?” he asked. Joey slapped him on the back.
“Of course I know that, stupid!”
Marissa picked up the giggling Joseph just as the front door opened. In walked Mr. and Mrs. Millennium. Marissa handed her little brother over to their mom. Everyone said “Hi,” and Marissa introduced her friends. After she went upstairs, then came back down with a zipped-up black leather jacket on, they left. Symari desperately tried to come along, but failed. A while later, they group reached the spot where the tournament was to be initiated. Mai was pleased to see another girl around to talk to. Soon after she was introduced, Keline arrived in a black-and-white outfit.
“Girl, your boyfriend is HOT,” Mai whispered to Marissa when she told her who he was.
“Yeah, I noticed too,” Marissa whispered back, while smiling and blushing slightly. Just then, Seto Kaiba appeared on all the TV screens throughout this area of the city. Yami heard Keline snort softly at Kaiba's appearance.
“Welcome, duelists,” Kaiba greeted in his normally cold voice. “I am pleased to see those of you who have received my personal invite have arrived - and that you weren't too much of a coward.” Miscellaneous retorts came up from the crowd. Kaiba went on to describe the “Battle City” Tournament rules and how the “duel-disks” worked.
“I could design something better than that,” Keline commented selfishly. Marissa scolded him with a glance from her eyes. But before she could say anything, a gust of wind engulfed them. Everyone looked up into the sky to see a Kaiba Corporation helicopter with Kaiba himself balanced on the side.
“I will be awaiting all of you starting tomorrow morning, since I will also be competing in this tournament!” he called down from his perch. “And there's one duelist out there who I'm very anxious to defeat...” He specifically glared at Yami. As his helicopter flew off, Kaiba thought, `There's that Keline Magentos kid...he will certainly pay for what he's done...'
“You're on, Kaiba,” Yami muttered to himself as the wind died down. After saying their good-byes, the group walked off to their respective homes.
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