We were tired of it. Tired of classmates hating us just because we were rich. Tired of classmates trying to get close to use just because we were rich. Tired of our parents using us just to get richer. Tired of our betrothed never giving us the time of day. Tired of it always being about the money. Tired of it all. Just tired.
So we saved up money; asked our parents for it. Not all at once of course. They'd definatly know something was up if we did that. No, we asked for a little at a time. A few hundred here, a few hundred there. Remember, we were very rich so a few hundred wasn't a big deal, even if it was every day that we asked, and our parents just threw the money at us. Anything to keep us out of their hair. We'd put the money in a bank account and after a year, we had about one and a quarter million dollars saved. Then we ran away. Not even any kind of warning or hints. Just packed up one night, bought a train ticket, and left. No one would truly miss us anyway. No one simply cared.
We bought a house for us to share. Not too big, not too small, and in a lovely neighborhood. Just right for the four of us. We changed our names and enrolled in a public school down the street. We didn't really need to change our lifestyle all that much either. We had never really been snobby about our money and didn't spend a whole lot, even before. We all knew the money we had would have to last us until we were sixteen and could get a job. And it did. It lasted well past the years until we were sixteen.
We were happy. We had each other. We had lots of new friends that like us for who we were, not the money we had. Everything was perfect. So very perfect it was almost surreal.
At least, that's what we thought.
So this is my first Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfic. I hope I do good.
