Fanfiction ► My First Fanfiction

[Deleted member 271965]

Hello! I wanted to try to write a fanfic, so i did. I wanted to see if it was actually as good as my friend said it was, so here it is. This story is not about Kingdom Hearts though, it's actually a fanfic with a character from an anime called Yu-Gi-Oh. Please read and let me know if you like it and would like to see more. Be BRUTALLY honest. Thank you!


Chapter 1
“You’re wrong. I know now, without a doubt, Kingdom Hearts… is LIGHT!”

“YEAH! Tell him Sora! Take that, ANSEM!”

A 12-year-old named Ronnie was playing video games in the living room of her 1-floor apartment, when her little puppy started barking.

“What is it, Marley?” Ronnie asked her pooch.

She muted the TV so she could hear better. Then, she heard tiny little clicking at the door. She immediately turned off the TV, grabbed Marley, and ran into her parent’s room and locked the door. Then she went into the closet and closed the door, but there was no lock. Ronnie heard the front door open and then slam closed, then a bunch of other doors open and close. She then heard the door to the bedroom open and close.

Shoot, the lock wasn’t strong enough! Ronnie thought, panicked. Please, please, please, don’t open the closet door!

Sure enough, the intruder opened the closet door and saw Ronnie clutching her tiny white puppy in her arms with a death grip. She was ready to scream at the top of her lungs, but he dashed forward and put his hand over her mouth.

“Please don’t scream. I’m Bakura; I’m not here to hurt you, I promise.” He pleaded desperately.

Though still a bit skeptical, Ronnie nodded, and he removed his hand from her mouth. She thought he looked kinda weird for a bad guy. He had white hair that was a little longer than shoulder-length, light tan skin, purple eyes, and a scar coming down from his left eye. He wore a long open robe that was red on the outside and yellow on the inside, navy blue shorts, and gold slip-on shoes. He also spoke with a British accent and looked about 16 or 17.

They both heard the front door open and slam closed again.

“Stay here.” Bakura said.

He stepped outside the closet and closed the door. Ronnie set Marley down on the floor and pressed her ear up to the closet door. She could hear people yelling, but she couldn’t figure out what they were saying. So, she quietly opened the door and tiptoed to the frame of the bedroom door and slightly peeked out. She saw Bakura standing over two people collapsed on the floor in a puddle of blood.

“You can come out now. It’s safe.” Bakura said without turning around.

Ronnie came out from behind the door frame and scurried to Bakura.

“Who are they?” Ronnie asked sympathetically.

“No one you need to worry about any more.” Bakura replied while patting Ronnie on the head.

“Why’d you save me?”

“Because you had nothing to do with this. Now, I’m going to clean up this mess.” Bakura said softly and then threw the bloody bodies over his shoulder. He threw them to the floor in the hallway and cleaned up the blood with one of the people’s shirt.

“I’m sorry about this.” Bakura said as he walked to the door to leave.

“Wait,” Ronnie said, grabbing the sleeve of Bakura’s robe. “Please don’t leave.”

“Why?”

“Because… I don’t like being alone…” She said with big puppy eyes. “Can you stay here just for a while? Please?”

Bakura looked at her for a long while and finally agreed.

 

[khkid]

Hello! I wanted to try to write a fanfic, so i did. I wanted to see if it was actually as good as my friend said it was, so here it is. This story is not about Kingdom Hearts though, it's actually a fanfic with a character from an anime called Yu-Gi-Oh. Please read and let me know if you like it and would like to see more. Be BRUTALLY honest. Thank you!


Chapter 1
“You’re wrong. I know now, without a doubt, Kingdom Hearts… is LIGHT!”

“YEAH! Tell him Sora! Take that, ANSEM!”

A 12-year-old named Ronnie was playing video games in the living room of her 1-floor apartment, when her little puppy started barking.

“What is it, Marley?” Ronnie asked her pooch.

She muted the TV so she could hear better. Then, she heard tiny little clicking at the door. She immediately turned off the TV, grabbed Marley, and ran into her parent’s room and locked the door. Then she went into the closet and closed the door, but there was no lock. Ronnie heard the front door open and then slam closed, then a bunch of other doors open and close. She then heard the door to the bedroom open and close.

Shoot, the lock wasn’t strong enough! Ronnie thought, panicked. Please, please, please, don’t open the closet door!

Sure enough, the intruder opened the closet door and saw Ronnie clutching her tiny white puppy in her arms with a death grip. She was ready to scream at the top of her lungs, but he dashed forward and put his hand over her mouth.

“Please don’t scream. I’m Bakura; I’m not here to hurt you, I promise.” He pleaded desperately.

Though still a bit skeptical, Ronnie nodded, and he removed his hand from her mouth. She thought he looked kinda weird for a bad guy. He had white hair that was a little longer than shoulder-length, light tan skin, purple eyes, and a scar coming down from his left eye. He wore a long open robe that was red on the outside and yellow on the inside, navy blue shorts, and gold slip-on shoes. He also spoke with a British accent and looked about 16 or 17.

They both heard the front door open and slam closed again.

“Stay here.” Bakura said.

He stepped outside the closet and closed the door. Ronnie set Marley down on the floor and pressed her ear up to the closet door. She could hear people yelling, but she couldn’t figure out what they were saying. So, she quietly opened the door and tiptoed to the frame of the bedroom door and slightly peeked out. She saw Bakura standing over two people collapsed on the floor in a puddle of blood.

“You can come out now. It’s safe.” Bakura said without turning around.

Ronnie came out from behind the door frame and scurried to Bakura.

“Who are they?” Ronnie asked sympathetically.

“No one you need to worry about any more.” Bakura replied while patting Ronnie on the head.

“Why’d you save me?”

“Because you had nothing to do with this. Now, I’m going to clean up this mess.” Bakura said softly and then threw the bloody bodies over his shoulder. He threw them to the floor in the hallway and cleaned up the blood with one of the people’s shirt.

“I’m sorry about this.” Bakura said as he walked to the door to leave.

“Wait,” Ronnie said, grabbing the sleeve of Bakura’s robe. “Please don’t leave.”

“Why?”

“Because… I don’t like being alone…” She said with big puppy eyes. “Can you stay here just for a while? Please?”

Bakura looked at her for a long while and finally agreed.

I liked it it's good
can i be in it

 

[Deleted member 271965]

To those of you who liked my first chapter, sorry I haven't posted the next chapter yet, so here it is:

Chapter 2
Ronnie moved her hand down from his sleeve to his hand and simply said, “Thank you.”

Bakura studied his hand in hers and then looked away. Ronnie looked up at his face and noticed that he had gotten wounded while fighting off the strangers. She let go of his hand and hurried back to the bedroom.

“Hold on.” She told him, turning to leave.

Ronnie ran to the closet she was in, and opened the door to let Marley out. The tiny dog ran straight out of the bedroom and towards Bakura. He stumbled back slightly when the puppy jumped up onto his leg and started sniffing him crazily. After letting Marley out of the closet, Ronnie grabbed something from the bathroom, set it in her room, then came back into the living room, and grabbed Bakura’s hand and led him to her bedroom.

“Here, you can sit on my bed.” Ronnie said politely.

Bakura, still puzzled, sat on her bed delicately. She opened a box and pulled out a medium-sized square band-aid. Ronnie sat on her bed next to Bakura, peeled off the outside, and stuck it on his face gently as he winced.

“Are you okay?” Ronnie asked.

“Yes, I’m alright. I’ve dealt with worse than them before.”

“Who were those people?”

“Thieves. Very bad people. But, you shouldn’t have to worry about them anymore.” Bakura answered.

“Well, I’m so glad you’re okay.” Ronnie responded with a giant smile.

“You… care?” Bakura asked, sounding a little shocked.

“Of course I do.”

Ronnie studied his expression and noticed his scar. She put her hand on his face, touching the scar lightly.

“Did it hurt?” Ronnie asked quietly.

Bakura put his hand on top of hers and stared into her eyes for what seemed like forever, being reminded of someone he cared deeply for in the past.

*Ryou softly placed his hand on Bakura’s face.

“Did the scar on your face hurt?”

“Ryou…”*

“Bakura?” Ronnie said, shocking him out of his flashback.

“Oh, um… no, not really.” Bakura replied affectionately, moving her hand to his lap, keeping it in his.

“Well, how’d you get it?”

Bakura told her the story of how he got his scar, suddenly smiling sweetly because he looked at her now and then. Ronnie listened to Bakura, her eyes wide in amazement the entire time.

Suddenly, they both heard someone unlock the door, open, then close it. They heard grocery bags being carried in. They looked to the bedroom doorway. Ronnie’s parents were home.

 

[khkid]

To those of you who liked my first chapter, sorry I haven't posted the next chapter yet, so here it is:

Chapter 2
Ronnie moved her hand down from his sleeve to his hand and simply said, “Thank you.”

Bakura studied his hand in hers and then looked away. Ronnie looked up at his face and noticed that he had gotten wounded while fighting off the strangers. She let go of his hand and hurried back to the bedroom.

“Hold on.” She told him, turning to leave.

Ronnie ran to the closet she was in, and opened the door to let Marley out. The tiny dog ran straight out of the bedroom and towards Bakura. He stumbled back slightly when the puppy jumped up onto his leg and started sniffing him crazily. After letting Marley out of the closet, Ronnie grabbed something from the bathroom, set it in her room, then came back into the living room, and grabbed Bakura’s hand and led him to her bedroom.

“Here, you can sit on my bed.” Ronnie said politely.

Bakura, still puzzled, sat on her bed delicately. She opened a box and pulled out a medium-sized square band-aid. Ronnie sat on her bed next to Bakura, peeled off the outside, and stuck it on his face gently as he winced.

“Are you okay?” Ronnie asked.

“Yes, I’m alright. I’ve dealt with worse than them before.”

“Who were those people?”

“Thieves. Very bad people. But, you shouldn’t have to worry about them anymore.” Bakura answered.

“Well, I’m so glad you’re okay.” Ronnie responded with a giant smile.

“You… care?” Bakura asked, sounding a little shocked.

“Of course I do.”

Ronnie studied his expression and noticed his scar. She put her hand on his face, touching the scar lightly.

“Did it hurt?” Ronnie asked quietly.

Bakura put his hand on top of hers and stared into her eyes for what seemed like forever, being reminded of someone he cared deeply for in the past.

*Ryou softly placed his hand on Bakura’s face.

“Did the scar on your face hurt?”

“Ryou…”*

“Bakura?” Ronnie said, shocking him out of his flashback.

“Oh, um… no, not really.” Bakura replied affectionately, moving her hand to his lap, keeping it in his.

“Well, how’d you get it?”

Bakura told her the story of how he got his scar, suddenly smiling sweetly because he looked at her now and then. Ronnie listened to Bakura, her eyes wide in amazement the entire time.

Suddenly, they both heard someone unlock the door, open, then close it. They heard grocery bags being carried in. They looked to the bedroom doorway. Ronnie’s parents were home.

hey can I be in the story

 

[Deleted member 271965]

I've already finished this one, so I can't fit you in, but I can put you in the next one if you want

 

[khkid]

I've already finished this one, so I can't fit you in, but I can put you in the next one if you want

hey any luck with the net one yet

 

[sadorange]

will there be a third part?

To those of you who liked my first chapter, sorry I haven't posted the next chapter yet, so here it is:

Chapter 2
Ronnie moved her hand down from his sleeve to his hand and simply said, “Thank you.”

Bakura studied his hand in hers and then looked away. Ronnie looked up at his face and noticed that he had gotten wounded while fighting off the strangers. She let go of his hand and hurried back to the bedroom.

“Hold on.” She told him, turning to leave.

Ronnie ran to the closet she was in, and opened the door to let Marley out. The tiny dog ran straight out of the bedroom and towards Bakura. He stumbled back slightly when the puppy jumped up onto his leg and started sniffing him crazily. After letting Marley out of the closet, Ronnie grabbed something from the bathroom, set it in her room, then came back into the living room, and grabbed Bakura’s hand and led him to her bedroom.

“Here, you can sit on my bed.” Ronnie said politely.

Bakura, still puzzled, sat on her bed delicately. She opened a box and pulled out a medium-sized square band-aid. Ronnie sat on her bed next to Bakura, peeled off the outside, and stuck it on his face gently as he winced.

“Are you okay?” Ronnie asked.

“Yes, I’m alright. I’ve dealt with worse than them before.”

“Who were those people?”

“Thieves. Very bad people. But, you shouldn’t have to worry about them anymore.” Bakura answered.

“Well, I’m so glad you’re okay.” Ronnie responded with a giant smile.

“You… care?” Bakura asked, sounding a little shocked.

“Of course I do.”

Ronnie studied his expression and noticed his scar. She put her hand on his face, touching the scar lightly.

“Did it hurt?” Ronnie asked quietly.

Bakura put his hand on top of hers and stared into her eyes for what seemed like forever, being reminded of someone he cared deeply for in the past.

*Ryou softly placed his hand on Bakura’s face.

“Did the scar on your face hurt?”

“Ryou…”*

“Bakura?” Ronnie said, shocking him out of his flashback.

“Oh, um… no, not really.” Bakura replied affectionately, moving her hand to his lap, keeping it in his.

“Well, how’d you get it?”

Bakura told her the story of how he got his scar, suddenly smiling sweetly because he looked at her now and then. Ronnie listened to Bakura, her eyes wide in amazement the entire time.
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[khkid]

will there be a third part?

I hope they make a part 3