Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Winds Of Change ❯ Dear Diary ( Prologue )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Priestess: I seem to be doing some strange thing in which I pull a plotbunny from this huge container that's overflowing with them, and then write it down and put it on the internet. I'm glad I don't have a story limit or I'd pass it.
This is just a bunch of diary entries. Every chapter will have something italicized: a song, a poem, a diary entry, a flashback…
But only the prologue will be all italicized. You may not like reading a bunch of diary entries, but it is crucial to the plot, so deal.
And this is going to be a series, so I suggest you review as much as you can because I won't update otherwise, and it's going to be worth reviewing.

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That's the eighth time this week-and it's only Tuesday!
It's becoming
impossible to look at that damned Spirit without seeing
someone else
-and it's always the same someone.
He kind of looks like him, but he has a tan and a scar on his cheek, and
his hair is shorter.
And his eyes are a different color.
Come to think of it, the Yami no Bakura's eyes are different from Ryou
Bakura
-what the hell? My life is falling apart and I'm thinking about
his fucking
eyes!
You want to
know how pathetic I am? I remember this: In three weeks, I
sent him to
the Shadow Realm eight times (no duels or nothing, just the
sight of him
is enough reason for me), four of those times in the same
week. It took him between an hour and six days to come back each
time,
and

Why the hell do I remember this?!
Anyway, I think I've officially given up on killing him.
And if you're reading this, I suggest you stop laughing now, or I'll be
forced
to hunt you down and destroy you.

That's
what I thought.
Now, Yugi
says I'm supposed to sign this with my name, but I don't have
one.
Oh, I have to go now. Yugi says that the old bat he calls a 'teacher'
will get
mad if he writes in class.
Some
people.

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Until now, I've found little or no reason to write in this little book Ryou gave me-I had a 'diary' in Egypt, but in Egypt there was always something big happening, usually something I was right in the middle of.
But life has been getting boring lately
-so boring I've actually let the Pharaoh kill me without fighting back, eight fucking times.
I almost feel as if I could return to Ancient Egypt and my hair is the only thing that would make anyone even associate me with the great Touzoku Ou-my own family probably wouldn't recognize me.
But now

The
winds are shifting. I thought I might have been mistaken, but I wasn't. Something big is about to happen-for all I know, it may have happened already.
I've been having a funny dream lately. Not funny as in 'ha-ha' funny, but more funny as in 'what the fuck' funny.
It
always starts with blackness­-like the Shadow Realm, really, but much emptier. For a while there's nothing, just black oblivion. Then I see a shape, and it eventually forms myself from Egypt.
He seems to be sleeping on his feet, or comatose, or something.
His arms are wrapped around himself, he's suspended in the darkness, and his eyes are closed.
He looks dead,
except he's standing.
Is
this some kind of message my subconscious is trying to send me? If it is, my subconscious needs to send clearer messages.

~Akefia TouzokuOu Bakura
King of Thieves,
Child of Kuru Eruna, Spirit of the Millennium Ring

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My life is so confusing.
That isn't funny. It really is confusing.
I'm falling in love, how can it not be?
Yes,
I'm in love. The cold, heartless Seto Kaiba is in love. No, I won't tell you or anyone else who it is.
God,
I can't even write a good diary entry.
Why
am I writing in a little booklet when I have work to do?
Go
away.
Leave
me alone.

Seto Kaiba

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For months, we've been following the exhibit around.
Every
time there's some disaster.
A guy jumping out a window.
A family dropping dead. A mass murder. A little girl going insane.
A
bunch of strange coincidences?
The last person to say that was in a psychiatric ward last time I checked.
Three
coffins. One tablet which we believe may be a coffin as well. A bunch of artifacts, of course, from paintings to statues.
Something
is cursed. One of those things is bringing about madness and death to all who come upon it.
Most believers say it is because of the
ignorance of man that this has happened, their crimes in stealing and flaunting tombs, not even believing in their ancient magic.
If the tablet is indeed a coffin, and if it contains who we suspect it does,
I think it is more than that.
And now,
Isis says the winds are shifting, that something huge is about to happen.
Why am
I not surprised?
It does not surprise me, not at all, that the shifting of the winds would happen now.
Soon the exhibit will be arriving in none other than Domino, Japan.
And
so will we.

~Malik Ishtal

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Priestess: Huh. It could have been worse. Now, let's have a vote on pairings:

 

Option One:

Bakura/Kaiba
Malik/Yu-Gi-Oh
Ryou/Yugi
Mariku/Isis

 

Option Two:

Bakura/Yu-Gi-Oh
Malik/Ryou
Kaiba/Yugi
Mariku/Isis

 

Keep in mind that this fanfiction will end up as a series, so I suggest you choose wisely.