Opposites Attract

Chapter 1-

Disclaimer: This will be the only time I’m saying it, I’m not saying it in any of the other chapters, so all those law type people, don’t sue me; I don’t own Yugioh or any of the ideas and characters, except for those that are fictional and that I made up.

On with the story :P......

One cool, Autumn night in Manhattan, New York; the town that never sleeps, that’s watched by our friendly everyday superhero Spiderman. Spian (an (also known by Peter Parker) was is wis way to go meet the girl of his dreams, Mary-Jane Watson; to go see her in her new play that she was in called “The Pianist” and was the leading role. While he was riding on his black and blue motorcycle towards Madison Street, (which was where the theater district was located at) when he overheard an ambulance along with two cop cars, all going in the same direction as he was headed in, as he heard gun shots go off in the distance, he thought to himself that it was probably a coincidence and that it was nothing for him to worry about, as he sighed to himself doubtfully. Peter’s Pov- Then again this is the city that never sleeps, so why am I even surprised, even if its something little like a robbery or a burning house? Its not like I like risking my life day after day saving people lives of those I hardly know. But why can’t I just for once, can I have a moment when I have a normal life without having to deal with being a superhero? Normal Pov- He thinks these thoughts to himself and sighs with sadness. He continues with his way towards the theater, when he hears cries and shouts of people being shot. He realizes that it could end up hurting innocent lives if he just stood there and did nothing and acted like nothing was happening and that it was a regular robbery that happened almost every other day of the week. Being disappointed in the fact that he couldn’t make everyone happy in his life, no matter what superhero powers he may have or what he said or tried to do. He realizes that as a result he’ll hurt Mary-Jane for yet again, missing her play, the biggest things that was happening in her life right now. After thinking that he had to do something he remembers the last piece of advice he was given before his uncle Ben had passed away “With great powers, comes great responsibility.” he remembered thoughtfully. “I wish you were still here with me Uncle Ben, enlightening me with your guidance. I miss you so much, it still hurts to face the fact that I never got to tell you how much I truly loved you.” he thought to himself sadly with regret. Peter’s Pov- I have to go save the city and all those innocent people, even if It means that I’ll cause Mary-Jane to hate me forever. If only I could tell her truth and tell her how I really feel. Normal Pov- He arrives at the theater and before he takes off yet again to save the city from
chaos, he walked over towards the front door and throws a bouquet of white, purple lilacs; and a set of every color of roses tied around with a black silk string. “I hope you get these and that you enjoy them, knowing that they came from someone that loves you greatly.” he whispered and jumped on the tallest sky scraper to change into his costume, using his web to swing towards the sound of gun shots that were still going off...

Meanwhile...As Mary-Jane got another standing applause for her role in the play, she then goes backstage to change out of her outfit and go wait for Harry and Peter. “Hey Mary-Jane, you did a great out there.” said her cast mate Alyssa. “Thanks, you did great too, by the way, did you see Peter out there?” she asked hopefully. “No I haven’t seen him, but I’m sure he probably left early before my scene, why do you ask?” her friend suggested. “I’m sure you’re probably right, but I doubt he even showed up, oh um...I was just wondering that’s all.” she finished lamely. “Okay, well I’ll talk to you tomorrow, god night.” she snot not wanting to probe her friend with her troubles anymore. “Okay, good night.” Mary-Jane answered quietly. “Oh by the way, I found these lying outside when I was coming back in from my cigarette break.” she said handing her the bouquet of flowers and then leaving out the door into the cold night without another word. With curiosity and delight she pulled the black silk lace from the flowers and noticed as a small note fell to the ground. Picking it up she read it out loud to herself. “Dearest Mary-Jane~*~ to my love, I hope these flowers hold as much beauty as you do to me when you enter the room. I hope you love these flowers as much as I love you~*~With much love, your secret admirer” Mary-Jane’s Pov- Wow! That was so sweet and romantic, I think I already know who its from, even though it said that it was from my secret admirer. I think that they’re from John Jameson. What I great way to say I love you. Normal Pov- She thought dreamily to herself, as she walked out the door smiling as she carried the bouquet of flowers in one hand and her bag of clothes in the other. “Hey Mj. You did great, why are you smiling, what happened?” Harry said as she walked outside into the crisp cool autumn night. “Hey Harry, thanks again, and no nothing happened, its just that look; I got this bouquet of flowersey’rey’re so pretty.” she explained showing him the bouquet of flowers she had in her hand. “They’re nice.” was all he said in response. “Thanks, so um...have you seen Peter?” she asked hopefully. (since they were friends, she thought of all people, he’d know where he was) “Sorry, no I haven’t seen him, he’s probably hanging out with that murder friend of his.” he said his voice filled with venom. “Yeaht wht why would he chose to hang out with him, instead of seeing my play, when he knew how much it meant to me?” she asked. “I don’t know, he’s been acting differently to a lot of things lately.” he said sadly. “So who are the lovely flowers from?” he asked changing the subject before she could say anything more about it. “I think they’re from John.” she said cheerfully. “That’s nice, how’s everything going between the two of you?” he asked. “Good, we’re getting married next month.” she explained. “That’s good, well do you want me to walk you home?” he offered. “Thanks for the offer, but I think I’d rather walk home by myself to think about some things.” she explained. Seeming to understand he turned around and started to walk off in the opposite direction that she was headed in. “Okay, well call me if you need anything or want to talk to someone!” he called out to her before he turned the corner. “Okay I will, goodnight!” she yelled back as they both turned the corner and went in different directi eve even though she had told Harry that she was going home, she lied, she really wanted to go to her favorite spot in New York to think, the Brooklyn Bridge, it was the perfect spot to sit anink;ink; without having to worry about being bothered or interrupted by someone else.
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End of chapter I hope you enjoyed it and I hope to update ASAP R & R please!
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