Author has written 10 stories for Yu-Gi-Oh.
I go by Sana. I'm 19 and currently attending my Freshmen year of college. When I transfer to a 4 year Uni, I'll be majoring in Applied Computer Graphics with a minor in English (maybe).
I write mostly oneshots, since I have a huge problem with discontinuing my chapter fics -- plots disappearing and stuff. Feel free to read some of my discontinued stuff; it's not bad, per se, just unfinished. In fact, I've been told by several influential and well-known authors on here and my plots are something to "fangasm over". I won't mention said authors, however; the extra praise can be quite embarrassing for them.
My favorite pairing and about the only one that write is Prideshipping -- KaibaxYami. That will most likely never change.
I owe some of my later success and encouragement to my lovely sweetheart, Arashinobara Jikkankakyoku. She is an angel who forgot how to fly.
My favorite gals (and muses) are Shadow Over Egypt and Toxic Hathor. I've only known them as people for about a year now, but I've been reading their amazing stories for years. I love you two!
I am honored to be Pharaoh and board designer of Toxic Hathor's Prideshipping Forum, Fragile Balance.
~About My Fics~
The Melancholy of Anzu Mazaki - New fic. I usually don't write hetro. Sorry. If you were expecting that then you're out of luck. And another thing: the title is misleading. Don't trust the title.
Rivaled Partners - SetoxYami spy fic, with plenty of mythology and my sense of humor, mixed in. I might end up rewriting this fic. It's becoming random. So...
Crossing The FloorDance-themed oneshot
Sakura Shoku - The sakura blossoms are blooming. Is love too?
Reincarnations of Eternity - I lost the plot and grew irritated with it.
Realization - I, again, lost the plot.
Just Duel Me Already - Parody on Kaiba and Yami
Remember To Lock The Door When You Leave - Random crack. That's all.
Digital Angel- JouxMai. One Shot.
A Tale Of Two Princes- Sense another lost plot?
Fic-fic excerpts and plot ideas
Please keep in mind that I am very busy and that these plot ideas and fics may never be published. If you want to adopt one of them, feel free to email me and let me know. Depending on my bias towards the plot ideas, I may or may not allow them to be adopted.
The CEO of Kaiba Corp sat down in an armchair and rubbed his nose-bridge, then let out a sigh, drinking his water in silence. His attention drifted from his thoughts at the arrival of a slim shadow; its owner placing a hand onto the arm of the chair.
“Hey there sweetheart,” the owner of the hand initiated, “Are you alone?”
Kaiba Seto nodded slowly to the man’s question, “I am.”
The man made three ‘tsk’ sounds on the roof of his mouth, “That’s a shame. Would you like my company?”
Kaiba Seto nodded again, “Yes.”
The stripper ran his hand down the CEO’s cheek, “Does a lap-dance sound nice, sweetheart?”
Kaiba Seto shook his head, “I don’t want a lap-dance.”
Slight disappointment coated the stripper’s words, “Alright. What do you say to a shoulder massage, and in exchange you share with me what’s on your mind?”
Kaiba Seto nodded for a third time, “That would be nice.”
The stripper smiled and walked up behind the CEO’s chair, placing his hands upon his shoulders; his fingers began a gentle kneading on Kaiba Seto’s tight and sore muscles, “So sweetheart, what’s causing your pain?”
(Unnamed Chapter Fic based on Egyptian, Norse, and Greek mythology)
“What embodiment of evil tricked Ra to create a place so cold?” Mahaado asked aloud, his teeth chattering in the most undignified way.
“These are Norse lands,” Isis replied, quite aware that her toes were freezing but opting not to complain. “Ra has no influence here. A completely different family of gods oversees the affairs of the people who live here.”
“The beings that live here could not possibly be human. No mortal would be able to survive in these insufferably cold conditions,” Seth added, rubbing his bare arms in a pathetic attempt to warm himself. “What is this strange substance that chokes the earth? It is like sand but cold and white.”
“My fingers are turning blue,” Atemu said in horror, frantically turning his hands over and over repeatedly in the most un-prince-like way. “I fear that they will fall off.”
“You three are acting like children. If I had not been there at the Designation Ceremony and had seen it with my own eyes, I would not believe that you three were picked by the gods to carry out this task,” Isis said, sighing as she reached into her robes to pull out the map that -- had given her. “It’s best not to complain.” She scanned her pointer finger over the parchment, tapping it twice when she found their location. “Look! The map says that there is an inn just up the road.”
“I wish that you had pointed that out before we started voicing our concerns, not complaints,” Seth remarked rather rudely. “Well come on. Let’s get out of this cursed weather already.” He draped his cape over the freezing prince, ignoring the annoyed and surprised looks that Isis and Mahaado gave him. Mahaado clearly did not like that the other junior priest was getting so close to their prince, and Seth’s rare act of kindness had caught Isis off guard.
Atemu smiled up at Seth. “Thank you for the kind gesture, Seth, but I don’t need…” His voice trailed off when he saw the determination in the junior priest’s eyes. It was a look that the prince had seen often in the other’s eyes and he knew that there was no point in protesting further.
~Fics Dedicated to Me~
by Toxic Hathor