Dewa Ashita
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What if there was a Dark Magician
But never a Dark Magician Girl?
What happened to her?
Maybe a lil thing called
Love
Got in the way?
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Rated: T
Romance/Humor
If Chaos was a category it would be on here too
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Barcelona,Spain
Varon stretched his arms lazily as he walked around the main marketplace of Spain, ever since the DOOM members disbanded he had decided to move to Spain, Mai was gone…he had nothing to do with her anymore now that she was with Wheeler. Varon sighed, he missed Mai, she was pretty, her silky blonde hair, her smooth words, and her smell of violets. But she chose Wheeler, and if it made her happy, Varon might as well be happy too right? Wrong, he was annoyed, pissed off at Wheeler, Mai should be his, but noo, she went to Wheeler. Oh well, Varon brushed it off, not wanting to relive good but painful memories of them. Varon walked into a small shop in the center of the village that was supposedly an antique shop. He missed the good ol' days with Dartzy and the gang, but it was all over now. He spotted a turquoise glass blown box with a golden eye on top of it. It reminded him of the Seal of Orichalcos. The beautiful shiny glass was alluring, it called to him. He hesitated for a moment, but then swept his hand over the shiny glass, he suddenly felt dizzy, warm, and cold, but when he looked around everything was just as it was when he came in. Weird…he liked it though, so Varon took out some of his money and bought it, for old time's sake.
It is rather beautiful, and it's got mystery, I wonder…could this lead me back to Dartzy? The gang? Atlantis?
How Varon missed them, after they had been released without saying goodbye, they lost touch. Varon sighed, he wished he were back with them, cruisin' the deserted LA roads with em'…he took the box and carried it home.
Paris, France
Raphael was sipping tea in a café and eating croissants with a girl he met when he had a sudden urge to go shopping! He got up then told Marie, the girl he was eating with, that he would be back soon. At a modern store called Tuesday Morning, that held various home decoration products, Raphael browsed around, not having the feeling to leave to go anywhere else yet. His instincts led him to the clearance aisle, where he went thru unwanted stuff, cheap stuff to say the least…he went to the fifth shelf and on the third rack he brushed away some old vases, picture frames, and whatnot, when he finally reached the back, it looked empty enough to him, it looked completely searched through, but something was telling him to keep digging. Sighing, Raphael reached his muscular arm back into the shelf once again, he wiggled around in it, hoping to satisfy that little voice in the back of his head and shut it up. He reached and hoped there was something…dustballs, dustbunnies, old paper, crumbs, and a box…Raphael pulled the box out and crammed everything else back in. The box was violet, a shiny violet, like it was glassblown. It looked so new but Raphael knew it had been back there for a while…the box was shiny and had a silver eye on top, Raphael smoothed off a layer of dust on the eye with his hand, he suddenly felt a hot/cold flash, images of a desert came to him…
Pisa, Italy
Alistair had just settled down for the night, his room was filled with different machinery pictures, he was now a mechanical engineer, doing what he loved, building machines. Alistair sighed, it had been a long day, he was ready to sleep. Maybe chat with his girlfriend, brainstorm new ideas, take a shower, chat some more, eat, then sleep five minutes while absentmindedly getting ready for work again, but mainly sleep…Alistair sighed but logged on to his computer anyways…while it was starting up, he walked around a bit, wincing at the cramp in his hamstring. He heard a meow…and went to pick up his cat, Fluffers, name courtesy of his girlfriend, when he picked up Fluffers (Gomen nesai for the corny name…/sigh/) he saw a box on the ground, it was magenta, dark magenta, almost purple. On top of it was a bronze eye that seriously needed some polish.
This must be Leila's…when can that girl stop leaving stuff at my house? Must I keep reminding her? Ugh…sometimes I don't even know why I date her…
Then Alistair remembered her curves, her wonderful steamy body, and the "night"
Now I know why…
Alistair licked his lips and picked up the box. Then went for some metal polish…or just plain polish, which ever he found first…he found none…all were empty…blah…so Alistair took out a disinfectant wipe and cleaned it up…then he ran his finger over the cool metal…he felt sick, nauseous even, he wanted to hurl…his head throbbed, his muscles ached…then it all stopped. Alistair shook his head…nah…it couldn't be…there was sand…more sand…sand everywhere! He was…in a desert…and not one with a tour guide! He was in a desert that looked like a labyrinth for miles!
Barcelona, Spain
Varon was having trouble concentrating, on anything, his mind kept wandering back to that box…he got up from his position in front of the computer and went for the box, it was still wrapped in brown paper…he unwrapped it and held it up, savoring the cool metal feeling against his skin…when everything became blue, a labyrinth of blue…then he fell, onto something soft and grainy…could it be? Would it be? Yes it was sand…
"Long time no see Varon…"
"Alistair?"
Paris, France
Raphael was no longer in the store, he was in a store, but not the same one…people seemed to be speaking another language, this sure wasn't French…it sounded like Korean…no…these people didn't look Asian, they looked Arabic…maybe that's what they were speaking! Arabic! Yes! That's what they were speaking, Raphael hid the box in his trenchcoat and wandered out…
Cairo, Egypt
"Mate! What are you doing here?" Varon asked surprised.
"I don't know…does it look like I know? I'll be damned if I'm even getting out of this stupid place!" Alistair sounded irritated. He had a 6pm date tonight with Leila and he sure wasn't going to miss by the tone of her voice on the phone!
"Hmm…sand…how'd I get here? Oh yes! The box!" Varon pulled out the turquoise box…
Alistair took one look at it then pulled his magenta one out from his cargo pockets.
"Mate! Where'd you get that?" Varon asked.
"Found it under Fluffers…"
Varon chuckled…Fluffers?
Alistair growled…
"Don't you start, my girlfriend named it!" Alistair growled out…
Varon stopped. Girlfriend? Man! Only he didn't have a girlfriend! Even crossdressing Alistair had one! And Alistair still wore the sports bra! Did Raphy have a girlfriend? Hopefully not…
Varon pouted…he wanted a girlfriend! And he wanted out of this damned hot desert! He didn't even eat his daily dose of snickers bars yet! Nor his breakfast of Cheerios! He had gone on his damned laptop first thing in the morning! Sniff sniff…cheerios…Varon was now in a fetal position rocking back and forth…
Cheerios…
Snickers Bars…
Cheerios and Snickers Bars…
Alistair blinked…same ol' Varon…needed his daily dose of Cheerios and at least 5 snickers bars in the morning…
Alistair reached into his jacket pockets and took out a bag of Cheerios equipped with 7 snickers bars…he didn't know why he kept them there…he just did…
Varon's face lit up as he grabbed the bag and began eating…
Munch…
CRUNCH!
Snap…
Smack…
Growl…hisssss…stay away from my food!
Alistair backed away…slowly…edge away…
Don't panic Alistair ol' boy, this is like running away from a tiger…slowly edge away…then…PANIC!
"AGH!" Alistair ran for his dear life…unfortuanately he ran into a tree… and KO'd himself out…little swirly eyes…
"Ooo…look at all the pretty rice!" Alistair picked up some sand and stuffed it in his mouth, "Delicious!"
Varon gaped…OO…weird…Alistair…sand…rice…eat…too much for pathetic brain to handle…
(Varon isn't pathetic…I luv him!)
Varon poked Alistair…
Poke poke…
Varon cautiously poked Alistair…poke poke…
Is he alright?
Alistair was caught up in a daze…sand rice was good…definitely good, needed more pepper though…ooo! There were chocolate bits! Alistair crawled over to pick them up…
OO…he's gonna go pick up camel dung! AGH! Gotta stop him!
Varon rushed to Alistair's side and gave Alistair a good whack on the head with a cactus plant…
"AIEE! DAMMIT VARON! Can't you identify the stupid pricks in the darn plant?" Alistair clutched his pricked head…
"Oops…" Varon said.
Varon picked up his box and began walking, which way, he didn't know…
"What are you doing you dolt?" Alistair asked.
"Walking…I want to eat by dinner." Varon simply replied.
Alistair sighed, Varon had a point, Alistair also picked up his box and walked behind Varon.
Hopefully the idiot won't get me killed this time…unlike the time he almost did in the Navaho Desert…
-Flashback-
Varon, Alistair, and Raphael were riding their motorcycles along the sandy road of the Navaho Desert, wind was whipping in all their hair…it seemed like an old cowboy movie, but instead of horses there were motorcycles. Raphael led them into a town and they rested for awhile…when Varon piped up.
"Alistair, mate, I bet you 5 dish duties and 10 dollars that you can't jump thru that loophole in the rope over there." Varon said.
Alistair looked at the loophole. It was big, big enough to hold him through it, and a little more.
What the heck Alistair, you know you hate dish duties and you need some cash, so why not?
"One more thing mate, you have to do it on your motorcycle!" Varon added.
Okay Alistair, now you should reconsider your options…nah…still doing it!
Alistair readied his motorcycle and took a couple deep breaths, Varon was watching on the sidelines with Raphael who was weary of the stunt…
Heehee…pay back time mate, for when you put confetti in my hair!
Varon whipped out a video camera and turned it on.
Alistair revved his bike, jumped off a curb and towards the tope on top of the rather short water tower…
WHOOPEE! I'm doing it!
And just when he was almost out, Alistair's foot caught in the rope, which tightened, frightened he let go of his motorcycle and began flailing around…
I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS VARON!
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Alistair grudgingly trudged on behind Varon who was now singing…
"99 bottles of beer on the wall…"
Alistair did his best to ignore, trying to block it out with different pop songs and such…
"Hit me baby one more time!"
"87 BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL!"
Frustrated Alistair started singing opera parts he remembered, starting off with Habanera from Carmen.
"L'AMOUR EST UN OISEAU REBELLE QUE NUL NE PEUT APPRIVOISER! BLAH BLAH BLAH…I FORGOT THE REST BUT AT LEAST HOPEFULLY I CAN'T HEAR THE ANNOYING AUSTRALIAN!" Alistair yelled.
"62 BOTTLES OF BEER"
Alistair sighed, he'd forgotten most of the words to Carmen that he took his girlfriend a huge opera buff, to see, it had turned out quite good actually, save the part where Don Jose killed Carmen…
(AN: I love this opera…I have a version of it on DVD…)
Escamillo, he was okay…not too wonderful in his terms of taste…Alistair wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead…and looked at his watch…it was gone! WTF? He remembered putting it on this morning!
WHAT IN THE BLEEP BLEEP HAPPENED TO MY WATCH! It was 450 dollars!
(AN: Don't blame me, I don't know how to convert Euros or Pesos or anything like that…heck I'm Chinese and I can't even convert dollars to ren ming bi /Chinese currency/…I'm hopeless…)
Alistair was fuming, he had gotten that last week and it was the most expensive thing he had gotten save his apartment and his car but still…his furniture was cheaper than that watch!
Varon was still singing at the top of his lungs…
"NEGATIVE 45 BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL!"
Just then a series of heavy footsteps were heard…
CLOMP
BOOM
BAM
Then a 6 foot shadow emerged over them…it was hard to tell who it was in the sunlight, he wore a turban and a loooong coat…and boots…scratch that, he had blonde hair, a muscular build, awful side burns, a long trench coat, boots, and leather pants…Alistair and Varon were hiding behind a tumbleweed for dear life…twitch twitch…
"RAPHAEL!" Alistair shouted.
Raphael looked down…
"Alistair…Varon…" Raphael nodded at them both…
"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Alistair was on the brink of insanity…
Raphael blinked…Varon smiled sheepishly…
"Heh heh…negative 52 bottles of beer?"
Raphael smacked his head…same ol' Varon…
"Where are we anyways mate?"
"It seems to me, we're in Egypt…and I don't mean modern Egypt…I mean Ancient Egypt."
How was the first chapter? Good, bad, delete? Personally, all the DOOM members are gonna pair up with someone in the past…except for Kisara…she belongs to Seto and Seto only…kk? Here's the pairings...I have thought up, VaronxMana, RaphaelxAishizu, AlistairxTeana…kk? Mana is the DMG, Aishizu is Ishizu's past self, and you should all know who Teana is! Btw…Dewa Ashita means Till Tomorrow in Japanese…kk?