Tenshi: Well everyone, here's the puzzleshhipping I've been promising. I'm so excited, and It's officially my third fanfick allready! All that's left is...

Cat: The 'season 6' non yaoi fick.

Tenshi: Yes, That's right! I can't wait to post that one too!

Cat. Mee-neither. That may be my favourite one of your ficks. Scratch that. That will be my favourite one.

Tenshi: Yami, I know that you're not a fan of yaoi, but you do realise that you will have to read these other ficks too!

Cat: What? But- but...

Tenshi: Ok, so I'll spare you from reding the lemons once thay come, but you will have to read all the rest.

Cat: Oh. So there's going to be lemons, too. Great. That's just fan-fucking-tastic. Just what In the love of Hathor are you going to tell me next? You're oing to try and make Ryou a main caracter in season 6?

Tenshi: Weelll...

Cat: O_o...

Tenshi: So anyway, if I owned Yu-Gi-Oh, Ryou and bakura would both be main caracters. What does that tell you?

On with the storry ^_^

Dark.

It's all so dark.

And cold.

Yes.

Darkness...

and coldness.

That's all there is.

All around me...

Wait...

Me...?

Who is...

Me?

Who...

Who am I?

I don't know.

Maybe I never did.

I don't know.

All I know is...

Darkness.

That's all there is...

Darkness...

And cold...

I opened my eyes, to find myself panting for air. It took me a few seconds to take in my surroundings, and recall what had happened. I was sitting at the table on my balcony, the warm, bright summer sun(although it was just spring) was embracing me, warming up my tense boddy. I had fallen asleep... It was just a dream. Only a dream. But... of what? What exactly did I dream? It was... dark. And cold. That's all. All that there was. So much unlike what was here, in the real life, like the sun, with it's oh-so-warm rays that made me just soo comfortable. But somehow, for some reason, that scene seemed... familliar? I didn't know why. I couldn't remember anything like that to have happened before. But than- why did that dream give me such a feeling of... familliarity?

It wasn't a good, enshuring familliarity. No, not by far. It was a cold one. Like it was something bad, something very bad that's that happened to me before, something dark hidden in my past, and now it was happenng again. But if that was the case, than why couldn't I rmember it? Why did I have absolutely no ideea as to what it was?

"Yami!" I heard a voice calling me, breaking my chain of thaughts and hauling me back into the real world. "Yami, come over here for a minute, please."

"Coming, uncle!" I answered as I started wlking to the study, where I knew for sure he would be. I stopped before the big double doors leading to my uncle's sudy. For some reason, those doors allways gave me a feeling of ... I don't really know how o say it. But... It's like they're hiding something powerful, and... magnificent and sacred beyond. Those big, brown doors, with encriptings in so manny dead languages sculptured in them, and painted with gold every here and there were, as far as I'm concerned, the most interesting thing in this whole house. But the thing that I found most interesting about them, were the Egyptian hyerogliphicss encripted on it. Out af all that wonders, out of all thse encriptings on that door, all the languages that found their way on that wooden wonder, what interested me the most were the egyptian writings.

Yes, that's right. I can read ancient egyptian. My uncle, the man I've lived with ever sice my parents died when I was a child, is an arheologist. He's allways loved history, and dedicated his whole life to it. Well, until he got me, that is. As soon as I walked in his life, he's retiered, in order to dedicate his time to raising me. He's cared for me the best he could. He's... the father I never had. He taught me everything there is to know about this world, and about life, he's taught me about ancient civilizations, what we could learn from them, but most of all, he's passed his love for historry, on to me. I love historry. Ancient historry. Especially Ancient Egypt. That's why my uncle's taught me how to read hyerogliphycs. It's not easy, but now, I can take an ancient Egyptian text and translate it, slowly and steadyly, because I'm not yet perfect at it. It could take years to learn it by heart. I even managed to learn easyer than most people can. And what I know so far is more than I could've asked for, and more than most people my age have the chance to know. For that, I'm grateful.

I slowly entered the room, to find my uncle sittig at the desk with lots of papers, and a few opened books on it. He was probably trying to translate some other ancient text, I thaught. I walked closer, and saw that he was indeed working on translating some sort of egyptian text, using a few other books and papers to help him. However I couldn't recognise the book he was using from anywhere, and some of the hierogliphs were verry unfamilliar to me. I was about to ask him what he was working on, when he stopped me.

"Yami, please, don't put any quescion." he said. After a short break, he rose his head and looked dirrectly at me. I couldn't read his emmotions in his eyes, like I usually do, but I could tell something was, somehow, wrong. "I want you to have this. Please don't put any quescion. Everything, you will find out when the time is right. For now, just take it, and don't say anything." He said, handing me a key, a golden key, with a weird shape, a lot of weird inscriptions on it, and what seemed like a small ruby, or some red- crymson diamond on it. I put a shaking hand on it, and took it with a nod. Without another word, i turned around and exited the room. On one of the walls of the hallway, there was a clock, and I realised that it was time I got ready and went to school, so I returned to my room and took a shower. After that, I put on my tight leather pants, a black, sleevless shirt, and my blue jacket that i seemed to have formed an obsession for. I took my book bag and went to the door, but than I stopped. I turned around to look at my desk. There, on the top of the desk, was the miserious key that my uncle has given me. I turned around and walked to the desk in order to take the key and put it in the pocket of my jacket.

On my way to school, I thaught a lot about that key, and about my uncle's weird behaiour that morning. I put my hand in my pocket and partially took out the key in order to look at it, in hopes it would somehow help me unrevel this misterry, but in the end, it let me just as confused. 'Just what in the world did all that mean?'

"Hey, Yami!" Joey started shouting from the other side of the school, attracting everyone's attention, just like he allways does.

"Hey, everyone." I walked to my friends, who were waiting for me under the tree in the schoolyard where we use to spend most our breaks. Like usually, the blond was holding hands with his lover, Seto freaking Kaiba, who was just leaning on the tree, looking away with a completely indifferent expression in his icy blue eyes.

Marik, the sandy-haired egyptian was sitting down, his head on his lover's shoulder. Mariku looked a lot like Marik, and yet he looked so different. His hair, like his skin, was the same collor as his loer's, but his was a lot crazyer, with a lot of spikes pointing in every possible direction. His expression was also a lot crazyer, making him seem more like a psichpat from the asile than a seccond-year high-school student.

Than, there were Ryou and Bakura, the two albinos of the group. They were standing between the other two couples, the later one holding his hands around his lover with a possesive grip.

Anzu, the only girl of the group was standing on the side of the tree, facing her boyfriend, Honda. They were also the only straight couple of the group. Well, almost. Anzu was by, but it doesn't really matter for us.

I approached my friends, who one by one greeted me as I found my place between the two couples formed of Joey and Seto, and Bakura and Ryou. I sit there leaning on the tree, when I hear a few giggles coming from my right, next to the fence surrounding the schoolyard. A group of girls was standing there, whispering and giggling, and looking at me from time to time, blushing when they realised tha I had spotted their 'subtle' stares.

"Your fangirls are gossiping again, Yami." Marik started teasing me. "You know how lucky you are? Other boys would kill to have so manny girls basically at their feet. Why don't you take advantage?"

"That's right. You're the one with the most fangirls, and you're also the only single one of the group. Why don't you just pick a girl? Man you don't know how to take advantage of what life gives ya'." Joey said teasingly before sitting down next to me.

'I'm really not looking for a relatinship right now. And besides, no matter how manny girls I may have, I wouldn't like any either way.' That's right, readers. I wouldn't like any girl either way, because I don't like girls anyway. Yes, you got it. I'm gay. Just like 80 percent of the other persons in my group. Buut... they don't know it yet. I haven't had any boyfriend ever since we all met, some in middle-school, others at the begining of high-school, and so, they didn't have the chance to find that out yet.

I sighed. "Well, I guess I'm just not in the mood for a girlfriend right now."

"What d'ya mean? You've been single ever since, like, forever! That's a waay too long time for being 'not in the mood'."

Luckyly I was saved from giving any more explanations by the bell that took that exact moment to ring, so we all had to hurry to class(mostly because Ryou cared too much about punctuality to allow any of us to be late). So we said our goodbye's as we've went separately to our own classes, knowing that we'll deffinitely meet again at lunch. So me and Bakura went to our first common class, luckilly, my faourite class of all. Think you can guess? That's right. Ancient historry. Luckilly, I don't care what people think about me, so I don't have to worry if they think I'm a nerd for liking historry. Then again, I doubt they'll care anyway if the most popular boy at school actually studies for one class. How in the world did I get this poppular anyway?

"Now seriously, Yami, why are you so against getting a girlfriend?"

"Why do you even care, Bakura? I thaught you didn't gie a s**t about others and why they do what they do."

"That's true, but this in particular is an interesting quescuion. Just as that mutt said, other boy would kill to be in your place. You on the other hand, don't give a c**p about it. Why is that?"

"Look, I don't know, okay? It's not like I wanted all this. It just happened. I didn't ask to have 'all the girls at my feet', and the jealousy of every boy here, allright? Now please cut the subject."

With that, we entered the classroom and got in our seats. Like usually, everyone got out of our way as we passed, letting us to our banks without problem. Just as we sit down, the teacher entered the classroom and started the class. She gave us some pages from our textbooks to work on, and we were supposed to hand our work at the end of the class. But, of course, I was done way before time was up, so as soon as I handed the sheets, the teacher smiled to me and dismissed me. Well now what I was supposed to do? With about half an hour untill the end of that period, I made my way back to our tree~hm, I wonder when it became so natural to call it *our* tree? It used to be, simply, *the* tree. Well, anyway~ and sit down in my usual spot, taking out the key wich, surprisingly, was still safe inside my pocket, and I started fidgetting with it, turning it from one part to the other, and looking over every detail.

Apart from the ruby and the fact that it was completely made out of gold, what got my eyes the most were the hyerogliphs that I didn't notice the first times I looked at it. 'Something you can see, but (something) that can't be seen.' I translated the writing. 'Weird.' I thaught. 'I wonder why...'

But my chain of thaughts was interrupted when Bakura came and joined me in sitting next to the tree.

"Well, you finnished rather quickly." I told the albino.

"I could say the same thing." He replied. "Since when are you a model-student?" he asked.

"I'm not." I said simply. "I've just allways been good at historry."

"Yeah, whatever."

We both just sit there, each with our own thaughts, untill the bell rang, to signal the end of the first period. That was our queue. We got up, and parted, each of us going to his own class, without saying another word.

Untill lunch, I had a whole bunch of boring classes, where I didn't rally pay any attention, just waiting for school to hurry up and end so that I could get home allready. At lunch we all met, just as usual, at our tree, and started discussing Ra knows what. Then, school proceded just the way it started, completely uninteresting, with no event, nothing out of the ordinnary, only the same over-excited fangirls and the afternoon-classes in common. Yeah, the whole group, we were in the exact same classes in the afternoon, except for honda and Anzu, who at least got the luck to get all the same classes.

Then, after long, long hours that seemed to just go on forever, school finally ended, and I got to go home. For some reason~labeled as a misterious golden key and a very strange behaviour to my uncle that morning~ I was way more excited than usual to get home.

"Hey, Yam'! Were going at Seto's today! Wanna join in?" The allways over-excited blond asked when I aproched the group.

"Sorry, Jou, but today, I can't. I really have to get home now. See ya'!"

On the ride home, nothing particularry interesting happened, only a normal ride back home. I kept thinking about what happened that morning and about this strong feeling that I had that told me that I should get home as soon as possible. I didn't understand it at the moment, so I just ignored it. But as soon as I got home, I got a very bad feeling coursing through m veins, causing me to shiver.

"I'm home!" I called when I entered the house. But I got no response. My uncle would allways answer me 'Wellcome home' when I got home. But this time, I got nothing. So I started to get worried. And I started searching for him. In the kitchen, the mansion's library, in the back-yard, in his room, the bathroom, every room in the mantion, untill there was just one.

I slowly entered the study, without making any noise, praying that I'll find my uncle there. And my prayers have been answered, just not the way I would've hoped to. Beause he was sitting there, his pen on the table. His head was also resting on the desk, his mouth closed, but his eyes, were open, with a blank and deadly expression on them, while his skin was deadly pale. He wasn't breathing at all.

Tenshi: Yay It's done ^_^

Cat: Thank god...

Tenshi: What?

Cat: Nothing, nothing. Anyway, everyone, we hope that you enjoyed and please please pretty please reviey, It would make Tenshi's day.

Tenshi: Yes, that's right! I can't emprove if you don't tell me the truth. So review, review review ^_^ (if you want to, i'm not forcing anyone. Though it would make me sooo happy!)

Cat: Come on angel, It's time to go. Say goodbye to the readers.

Tenshi: Ja matta, minna(see you later, everyone) I really hope you enjoyed. I'll try to make updates very frqwent. Bye ^_^