Summary: The Muto's, Direct descendants of Pharaoh Atem and one of the last families to have magic running in their veins. An unexpected car crash leaves both parents dead, and the twin sons separated. One longing to find his brother and one with the truth forgotten by his amnesia.

14th August

Kame Game, Home of the Muto family, was in a massive celebration due to it being Yugi Moto's 16th birthday; however, the birthday boy wasn't in much of a party mood his mind kept going back to that day. The day of the car crash.
He would never say it out loud, but it hurt to see Mokuba and Seto. It reminded him of his Elder Twin, Saito, He could put up with Mokuba around, but he almost cried every time he saw Seto. Seto, He looked like an elder version of his brother, eyes, hair, everything was the same, even the manner of his speech. Every set of twins had one bubbly, extroverted twin and one calm, introverted twin - He was always bubbly as a child, willing to talk to just about anyone; Saito on the other hand, Stopped him a lot and he listened, after all, how could he say no to his big brother? (Even if he was only older by a few minutes)

But it had happened so quickly, the only thing memorable was his brothers face as he was flung out the car, hitting the ground, then seeing the car blow up with his parents and brother nowhere to be seen.

"Yug'! Help!" A petite tri-coloured haired teen stuck his head around the kitchen door only to fall over laughing at the sight of a human-sized caterpillar made out of the cream comforter off of the couch. He shook his head and stood up still clearly in a giggle fit.

"You're going to need to wait a moment Joey, I'm levitating stuff at the minute. I can't use my magic for two things at once yet." He squeaked out in-between the giggles but stopped abruptly when the comforter caterpiller was levitated up in an aura of Slivery-Blue and detangled.

Vaguely he could here Mokuba yell a goodbye as he left with Seto, but everyone was in complete shock as it was apparent Yugi didn't cast the spell has his Magic was Golden-yellow, not a Slivery-Blue. Moments later his grandfather walks in as though he'd seen a ghost

Honestly, no clue where this came from, but I have an idea where to take it. If you want to see more please Rate and Review, It tells me you like my idea, and it motivates me to continue with this.

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