Yami no Yuugi was just about to cry out "Yami no Game" at the person who just bumped into him, but something shiny and silver caught his eye.

Could these be one of those silver bracelets I've seen so often Yami thought eagerly. He stared at the hands of this stranger only to be disappointed. This silver did not intend to be circled around the wrist the way Yami desperately wanted, instead it was a red tinged pair of scissors. Yami was intrigued if this person, that happened to be in possession silver scissors, would know where to find bracelets, specifically silver bracelets.

The person was eye-level with Yami. One eye was a brilliant gold, the other a bright scarlet. The boy's blonde hair was messily styled with spots of red in it. He had one hand (the unarmed one) behind his head,

"Sorry."

Yami smiled (that slightly evil smile),

"Silver?" Yami pointed toward the boy's utensil.

"Keen eyes." The boy returned an equally evil smile, "My name is Vincent."

Yami held out his hand, "Yami. Nice to meet you."

Vincent took Yami's hand.

"I noticed the blood," Yami inclined his head toward the splotches of crimson on the boy.

Vincent shrugged,

"Sometimes I can't stop myself."

Yami nodded, "I know what you mean."