WELCOME TO THIS THINGY! Before I move on, I'm new to the site, but this is far from my first fanfiction. Can I ask a question? How strict are the guide lines they made me agree to? I mean, I've seen interactive fanfiction here, but it says that's not allowed... If you could explain that to me in the review section, that would be great. Of course, I don't own anybody I use in here. Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to the Yu-Gi-Oh folks... And 4kids... but that's beside the point! Our Protagonist is an O.C, so only she, and my other (Her parents, siblings, ect.) are owned by myself. Feel free to use her in your stories too with permission! Here we go!

"Hurry up or you'll be late for school!" called my younger sister from down the steps.
I rubbed my eyes with an obnoxiously loud yawn, ignoring the pink and blue locks in my face. I struggled, but eventually sat up in my bed with my shoulders slumping down like a rag doll's. My pale brown eyes blinked back the sleepiness that seemed to swirl around my head as I stood, pale legs shaking. The blue dots that flash in my vision when I stand up after sleeping shine in my eyes for five seconds before my bedroom is visible to me again.

I can see my glasses sitting quietly on the nightstand next to my bed, as if looking up to the ceiling on their own. After attempting to grab them, they're knocked onto the floor and I have to pick them up. My overtaxed back aches in an almost pleasing way as I do so. Now that I have my glasses on, I can see about a thousand times clearer..er...erer.

"Where did I put that dumb uniform? What was it, baby blue and pink? That's too sickeningly close to my hair..." I chat to myself as I rifle through my disorganized drawer...er...erers. Then, I can see it peeking out from under my "I'm Classy" shirt. I yank it out, subsequently sending the Classy shirt flying for a short while down to the floor. "Yeah, it's as stupid as I remember. The boy uniforms were SO COOL! I just wanted one for myself... But these... These suck."

"Ayano! You're talking loudly to yourself again!" One of my older sisters points out from downstairs. I make a note to be more quiet when I speak to myself... Until I forget.
I begin to pull the stupid uniform shirt over my head when my eldest sister, Hotaru, pushes my door open without permission.

"DUDE!" I shout at the top of my lungs, yanking the shirt completely on as awkwardly as I possibly could, wanting to kick her in the face.

"Sorry," she starts what will probably turn into a long explanation on being responsible, "but you need to get down there. They won't appreciate you being late on the first day. You'll paint a bad reputation for yourself Aya-chan."

"Whatever, it's going to happen at some point anyways. Why not get it out of the way?" I sigh, putting on the light pink blazer.

"Don't say that now." She instructs me, rustling my hair which was already rustled from the bed. "You never know this year. I went to Domino High and look how I turned out."

"You write crappy advice in the local paper, still live here at mom's even though you're twenty-one, and dress like a prostitute." I tell her with a sharp, but limp and still sleepy glare.

" I do NOT dress like a PROSTITUTE!" She yells, her facing getting slightly rosey and uncomfortable. Hotaru just stayed like that for a while and I couldn't help bursting out into laughter. "STOP THAT! MOM!" She yelled, embarrassed out of her pretty little head as the brunette stomped her way down the steps.

After managing to catch my breath I finished dressing and looked in the mirror. This skirt is way too short. They had a longer one on sale at the school store, but, as usual, Hotaru-niisan took me shopping for the uniform and she picked the shortest skirt available. Typical. I feel like I'm going to end up attracting pedophiles...

I run downstairs and see my five sisters all about to leave for school. We have the youngest, Kanon, followed by Mao, Natsuki, Saki, who's older than me, and Hotaru, who you already met. All sisters and a baby boy on the way. I sling my backpack over my shoulder and run out the door.

All my younger sisters are going to a school that serves first through eighth grade that's only three blocks away, so they're all strolling happily, and more importantly, calmy off. I have to walk-run half a mile to Domino High. I apologize to my sister real quickly for saying she dressed like a hooker before mom had anything to say about it. After that, I was out the door.

(Quick A.N: This is where the "fan" part of fanfiction comes in!)

As I did my infamous walk-run off to my new school, I could spot a few students on the street. They seemed to be calm and not in a hurry AT ALL! What are they doing? School starts in literally minutes! Suddenly, I sense someone to my left. It was what looked like an elementary school student wearing the high school uniform. His head was literally at my chest. I guess his gigantic hair compensated for that a bit though, as it stuck up everywhere with multiple practically seizure-inducing colors.

I didn't say anything to him until he looked over and up to me, gave a warm, but slightly worn smile and said:

"Hi, my name's Yugi. It looks like you're going to Domino High too."

So that's all for now! Tell me what you think! I'm always ready to improve, so your reviews are much appreciated! Chapter Two will be up within a week hopefully! Thank you all! ^^ DJ Elfin; Out.