Okay, hello everyone, I know it's been a while since I've written anything.. Okay, so, this is actually the first story I'm writing that's not "you fiction" or "second persons point of view" so, if it sucks, I'm sorry. Okay, one more thing, I just want you all to know, that I DO still write you fiction, and if you want to know the website address, just ask for it.. Meh, I'll give it now... youfiction . proboards30 . com Without the spaces. OH, and I also write at e-fiction . org without the spaces, and currently, their site is down, so I wouldn't suggest going there right now... ANYWHO! Please review, and I have one request.

Request: If you're going to flame, please give a reason. I accept flames and constructive criticism, as long as it's not just some stupid thing, so yeah..

Lawyers: clear throats

Me: looks up OO YOU'LL NEVER CATCH MEEEEEE! starts running

Marik: Wouldn't it be easier if you just went WITH them?

Me: oO

Seto: You moron! If she does that, then she'll be in TROUBLE! All she has to do is say the magic words.. Why am I talking?

Me: snickers Ah the power of owning a keyboard... Well... CHRISTINA!

Christina: Yes, Ma'am! salutes

Me: You know what to do!

Christina: Beverly doesn't own Yugioh, its characters, cards, or any of that crap gets whacked Erm, I mean stuff.. OH! And she owns me, but that's just because I'm made up.. imagination.. AN IT! I WANNA BE A REAL B- erm.. GIRL!

Me: Why did my imagination have to make a psycho?

Chapter 1: Hellooo Battle City Blimp

Boring. Boring. Boring.

Okay! That's it!

"My god, you crazy psycho, will you just teach like a normal person?" I stood up with a deranged look on my face. My brown hair was falling over my face and all that could be seen were my blue eyes. All around me, bug-eyed stares went. It was weird. What can I say? Science bores me. I mean, really, if I was planning on learning about some stupid slug, then I'd look it up myself! Just as I was about to get myself in more trouble by calling Mr. Edison a lousy fruit cake that needs an enema, the door opened. Oh, you're lucky dear Thomas Edison. Yes, that's right! His name is Thomas Edison. Ironic, ne?

"Beverly!" I looked towards the door, mildly annoyed. I mean, really, right when I was about to get detention, too. Okay, so I don't really like detention, but on this certain day, I don't want to go home right after school. Why, you might ask. None of your business. Okay, okay, so I just didn't feel like going home to a full house. You see, my sister was having a bunch of her preppy friends and potential boyfriends over. Blah to her, if you ask me!

"What?" I snapped, before realizing that it's my 'friend' Christina. She's a little strange, being in between prep and outcast, but we somehow became friends a long time ago.. I still don't quite understand how, though.. I guess that will be one of those mysteries that will live on, never to be solved. Chris ran over and picked up my textbooks.

"Excuse me, Miss Lurch, but do you have a pass?" Edison asked. Chris, not even looking up, pulled out a paper airplane and threw it at the annoying teacher. It hit him square in the forehead. In fact, it hit him so hard, that he fainted. It was hilarious. I always knew that idiot was a pansy, but he definitely proved it.

"Where are we going?" I asked, ignoring the twenty different pairs of eyes that were staring at me. Chris ignored my question and pulled me out of the room. Now, obviously, I was wondering what all this was about, so I tried asking. But as soon as I opened my mouth, she shoved a binky in it. I glower at her, but don't move to take the thing out. You see, chewing on the stupid thing is soothing and it always calms me.. I need help, I know.

"Where are we going?" I asked.. except it came out more as.. mrrf fr ww ggrgg. She just kept pulling me forward. It was rather annoying actually. So, when she dragged me out of the school and about a mile out in the middle of nowhere, I began to grow curious. Well, more curious than before. I actually pulled the binky out to ask her a question.

"Where are we going?"

"Put this on-" She shoved a weird belt thing into my hands and I in turn, wrapped it around my waist. It was the strangest belt I'd ever seen, as there were cards in it. I peered closer and saw that it was my Seto Kaiba starter deck and side deck. Sure, I sucked at the game, but what can I say? I loved looking at the pictures.. If only one of them had a picture of Seto himself..

"Uh.. why do I need this?" I asked.

"Because silly, we're going on a fun little trip." Chris stated.

"Oh, are we going to Iowa again?" I asked, suddenly interested. The last time we went there, I got to ride a cow. It was fun. Although, the cow didn't seem to like it.. Oh well.

"No, we're going somewhere far better than that." She said. I looked at her face and cringed. I'd seen that look before.. It wasn't a good one. You see, Chris and I have gone into other worlds before, so we've experienced all those fun times trying to explain things to some characters. The most interesting trip was with Hiei and Captain Jack Sparrow. You see, it was Chris' first trip into the other world, so she kind of messed up. It wasn't her fault, but it was annoying, none the less. Although, it was very entertaining when Jack somehow got Hiei drunk. We still don't quite know how.

Chris led me into the middle of this stadium. Now, obviously, I was curious as to why she led me here, but I wasn't going to press the matter. She pulled out a bag from her sweatshirt pocket and handed it to me.

"What's this for?" I demanded to know.. in a nice manner. I opened it up and saw some funky clothes in it.

"Put 'em on." Chris said, eyeing me like I was stupid or something.

"Uh, no thanks, too much of a chance of peeping toms." I replied, as I crossed my arms over my chest. She solved that matter, too, by dragging me into a dugout. I scowled at her.

"Just a minute." She replied, calmly. She pulled a long, black curtain out of her sweatshirt pocket and proceeded to drape it over the dugout ceiling. I sighed in content when the darkness covered us and changed into the clothes. They were a bit weird, but so am I, so whatever. A pair of extremely holed up, boot cut jeans, a form-fitting black t-shirt that have the sleeves rolled up slightly, and a teal bandana. I pulled on my big clonky black boots and did the peace sign. It was my anime look!

"Okay, now, just sit down there, and we'll be ready to go in a minute." Chris stated. I nodded eagerly and sat Indian style on the bench. Chris, not bothering to pull her curtain off, pulled out a silver CD player. She walked over and sat beside me. The earphones were that kind that attach to your ears directly, so she handed me the left one. I put it up against my ear and waited for the music to start.

When I heard the theme song from Yu-Gi-Oh, I shot an excited look towards my strange friend. My new obsession, after Pirates of the Caribbean, of course, was Yu-Gi-Oh. I simply fell in love with the anime after reading a you fan fiction on my favorite website. So, as the song continued to play, I closed my eyes and began grinning like the Cheshire cat. I was going to become an anime character again, and I was going to meet my favorite bishies.. besides Hiei and Kurama, that is... and all the others, but there are too many to name..

As soon as the song ended, the CD disappeared, and the music ended. My hair suddenly flew upwards, and a gut-wrenching feeling overtook my stomach. I was falling. And apparently from a far distance. This didn't happen the last time. So, I did what any normal person would do. I screamed on the top of my lungs. My only thoughts were that I was going to kill Chris. I squeezed my eyes shut, fearing for the worst. Some freaky guy named Himotep says that 'death is only the beginning' so I'll take his word for it.

But death never happened.

Rather than fall on the rock-hard ground, I landed right on top of something soft. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in a stadium, still, but this one didn't look finished. I then started patting myself to see if I was in one piece.

"Dude!" I suddenly exclaimed. "I'm freaking alive!" I punched my fist into the air in victory. "Yes!"

"Great, another fool living. Now would you get off of me?" I nearly had a heart attack when I heard that deep voice. I managed to save my life from a painful death again, and looked down. There, laying in an uncomfortable position, was the Seto Kaiba. And I was sitting on his stomach! He looked so much better in person. He had brown hair and his eyes really were this icy blue. I swore to myself that I would write that down in my journal when me and Chris got back.

"Oh my god!" I screeched. "I'm so sorry, are you okay? You're not hurt are you? Oh my god, how far did I fall anyways?" I looked up towards the sky. "That was quite a fall actually. I should've passed out from lack of oxygen by now. Hmm, I wonder if Chris planned this?"

And then.. I promptly fainted... on top of one of the coldest CEO's of anime history.

"You bishie lover, wake up!" I heard the devil trying to lure me to his evil lair. He was probably going to stuff me in an oven and force me to make pies, or something. I shuddered in fear and scrunched my body into a ball. I don't like making pies.

"Beverly, if you don't wake up right now, I'm going to drop you off of this blimp." The devil said. I immediately sat up straight and popped my eyes open. You see, I was deathly afraid of heights.. In fact, it's so bad, that I would freeze in place unless someone helped me.. It's annoying!

"I'm on a blimp?" I said, incredulously. I heard laughter and turned to glare at Chris. I turned to face the opposite direction from her and immediately screamed. There was a huge window showing the view of the city below. I started backing up, my eyes wide. I didn't even hear the door open. So, I ran right into someone. I fell right on top of said someone.

"You are one of the clumsiest women I've ever had the irritation to meet." I strained my neck to see what Seto's facial expression was, and only managed to come face to face with his chest. I leaned my head back and smiled innocently. Someone then pulled me up, to my utter annoyance. I happened to be comfy sitting in between Seto's legs. Hee! I looked to see who had helped me up and saw that it was none other than the infamous Marik Ishtar, in all his beautiful glory. His sandy blonde hair and violet eyes showed evil, but everyone else was too stupid to see it. Another thing I had to write in my journal; I got to meet the hottest bad guy! Or one of them..

"Mar-" He promptly covered his hand over my mouth. Chris nudged me in the side as well. I simply smirked into his hand. Seto had a weird look on his face as he stood up, but he didn't say anything. At the moment, I felt like I was in bishie heaven.

"I'm going to explore!" Chris said, clearly not noticing the threat in Marik's eyes. She bounced away, and I knew for a fact that she was going to 'accidentally' bump into Yami. She's got the hots for that dude, so to say. Seto harumphed and left, as well. Marik pulled me into the room I'd previously been in. My eyes widened, and he smirked, thinking I was afraid of him. However, when I suddenly latched myself to his shirt and buried my face in it, he sweatdropped. The door shut.

"What are you doing? And how do you know who I am?" He asked. I simply squeezed my eyes shut and stayed right where I was. Oh sure, he tried to push me away, but I'm not that easy to push away. Well, he probably could, if he used more strength, but he didn't seem to really care.

"I don't like heights." I said through grit teeth. I could almost feel the smirk on his face. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. However, my eyes were squeezed shut, so it didn't really do much.

"How do you know who I am?" He demanded to know.

"The same way I know that Bakura isn't really Bakura right now, but the rings spirit." I stated, smugly. I couldn't quite see his expression, so I couldn't tell what was going through his head right now. "You wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

"You'd be surprised." He said. But, before I had a chance to respond, the door opened and someone ran in.

"Beverly, I saw your favorite.. person.." Chris said, excitedly.

"Johnny Depp?" I asked, my eyes still closed.

"Not hardly." Chris snorted before grabbing my arm and pulling me out the door, leaving poor Marik in a paranoid confusion.

"So, where are we going?" I asked, opening my eyes now that we were in a place with no windows.

"You'll see when we get there." She replied, in this annoying sing-song voice. She passed this door and I thought she was going to continue on, when she suddenly opened it and shoved me inside. I let out a squeak and tried to walk back out, only to find that the door wouldn't budge. So, what could I do?

"Hello?" I turned around an asked, curious as to whose room I was in. Chris wouldn't shove me in here for no reason, you know. And there he was, the albino of all albino's, the evil of all evil, the- well, you get the point. Anyways, Ryou Bakura, aka, the rings spirit, was laying down on the bed. He was faking a look of calm composure. I snorted and walked over to him.

"You're a good actor, but you can't quite fool me. I know everything." I stated, a large grin on my face. He opened his eyes and I almost melted. Those cute little brown eyes.. A person just has to love them.

"Can I have your eyes?" I asked. He gave me a weird look. "I'll keep your secret about being the spirit dude a secret."

"I'm sorry, but what are you talking about?" He asked, in his cute little British voice. I snorted, though. A clouded look covered his face and he sat up. I let out a surprised squeak at how fast he moved. My wrists were soon in his hands, and he was glaring menacingly. But, me being me, I thought it was cute, and had to try and keep from giggling. It didn't work too well.

"How do you know who I am?" He demanded to know.

"Ugh, I just went through this with Marik. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you." I pouted a little; my wrists were hurting a little bit. Then, I turned my head, and stupidly looked out the window. I immediately squeaked and turned the other way. And if you're wondering, yes, I squeak a lot!

"Who are you?" He asked, smirking slightly. Great, another evil bishie who knows about my fear of heights.. Just perfect.

"I'm Beverly Edwards." I stated, proudly.

"I've never heard of you, duelist." He said, in this low, husky voice.

"Who said I was a duelist?" I asked.

"You have a deck in your belt." He stated.

"Eh?" I looked down. "Oh, that. It's nothing."

"How do you know who I am?" He asked.

"As I said before, you wouldn't believe me." I said, trying desperately.. or not, to get my wrists out of his grip.

Chris then opened the door and walked in, a smug grin on her face. I didn't like that look. It's never good, believe me. She walked over and kneeled down beside us.

"Hey, Bev, I know you're in the middle of some romantic snog," I blushed, it wasn't true. "But, I've got the most awesome news to tell you! I told the good old Pharaoh about our predicament and he said he'd help."

"What predicament?" I asked. Yami Bakura simply had his eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"Weeeeeell," Chris scratched the back of her head nervously. Uh oh! "I sort of lost the CD player."

"You what?" Yami B finally let go of my wrists and I promptly buried my face in my hands. "Great, now I'm stuck with a bunch of hot bishies in an anime world where dreams come true." I looked up. "Wait a minute.. that's not a bad thing.." Chris sweatdropped. "Did you hear that, Yami B, I get to stay with you."

And then I took both him and me by surprise. I hopped onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. Chris was grinning wide, and Yami B looked quite indignant. I didn't care, either way.. That is, until Chris left, and Yami B gave me the worst glare I'd ever seen.