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A Tall Tower:

Summary: Just cuz I can't keep my big mouth shut doesn't mean she has to shut me in my room, It's at times like this I wish I had a friend to talk to. RyouxMir

"The doctors said she is very small, even for a baby girl; she's like a little leaf. What do you think of Alei Mirati?" She glanced up at her husband, who sat next to her, holding their other daughter.

"Alei means leaf but Mairti...?" Gayle asked.

The young mother looked down at her daughter again. "Mirati means 'mirror,' and she looks so much like you. And I've always loved the name, anyway."

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"Mirati?"

"What are you doing down there?"

"Well, what are you doing up there?"

"Throwing things."

Bakura laughed at that. "I can tell; you hit me."

"Oh, sorry!" The white-haired boy just chuckled, shaking his head. Mirati was such a funny girl. He loved being around her; she was always doing something new that just intrigued him. "Hey, Ryou, want to come up here?"

"Excuse me?"

"Are you good at climbing? I bet if you climb up that tree…. Oh, wait, I think I saw some rope in the closet."

Mitrati disappeared for a moment, and then she was back. Laughing slightly, she threw down the end of the rope. "The rest of my family left, so I'm alone, want to play a game or something? I'm really bored."

"Sounds like fun."