Masuki: Misuri Hitchako doesn't own YuGiOh or any of the characters, themes and dialogue. Misuri only owns her character and the plot of which the story runs on. This is a NONLEMON fic, rated T for language and suggestive themes. There, that should keep the lawyers off our asses, as Misuri's dark(aka Yami) I hope you enjoy this story. However should you find that you do not approve of the language in this here story, then you are obviously immature and should read the k stories, considering T was ment for teenagers and not children. Well here is the long awaited story:

Hi there, the names Misuri; but you can call me Yuri considering everybody else here does. Anyway, this is a long ass story, so buckle up for safety mother fucker.

I guess I should start at the, well, the beginning. I wasn't always the most popular kid in school, being pushed around was something that must have been tattooed to my forehead. Lets just say the number of kids who kicked the life outa my eyes is uncountable. If you wanted me to point names and name fingers, well then grab the roster of all the upperclassmen in Saint Paul's High and go through the list. I wasn't always pushed around, I actually was liked for a while. All that changed though when a teen fan girl came up to me and gave me one hell of a slap. She blamed me for the end of the YGO series and said I copied my entire personality over a character in a anime. Needless to say every fan girl and guy turned against me about the stupid anime, it wasn't long until the entire school practically called me a copy cat and a loser. Thus, every friend I had shunned me and I was alone to face the torture of the class of 2013's wrath. To be honest I had no clue what the hell YGO was or how in the hell I could be the reason the damn show ended. The show finalized in like late nineties or something like that. I was born in nineteen ninety four, how the hell can I be the reason it ended? Excuse me for being a toddler during that time. Either way, yes I get bullied and yes this a story of a miraculous rescue to the world of- wait. I don't need to tell you that just yet, why don't we just watch the experience unfold instead. This way you don't feel left out, and I can just sit back and watch instead of straining my voice. Well here you go:

"Your such a loser Hitchako," a girl named Bethany Serval hissed into my ear, "Why don't you just disappear instead of copying an anime character everyday? Oh dear, did I make you cry? Well you should, your name is even the same as the character. You probably had that legally changed, your such a loser nobody likes you." She backed off from me as a teacher came strolling past. She smiled and gave him a flirty wave as he passed.

I shut my locker and faced her, "You know Bethany, your right nobody likes me. But the fucks I give is this," I held up my hand forming an O with my fingers around my palm, "Zero, just like the effects of your words." After leaving a wide mouthed bitch behind me I strolled out of the school. It was our last day before spring break, and I was thankful that I didn't have to listen to Bethany's bull poopie for the next week and a half. I stretched in the sunlight as I walked past a old man with a cart, he looked to be a gypsy of sorts. His bandanna was green and his silver hair stuck out with gravity defying locks. Obviously he used hair gel, I went to keep walking but the old man lifted his head and spoke a language that I surely didn't understand. He waved his hand over to me as if to indicate to come over. Being the nice person I am I smiled and and walked over to him.

"Hello ," I said smiling holding out my hand, "My names Misuri, how about you?"

"Solomon," he replied with a smile equal to mine, "Sit down child, would like your fortune told?"

I deadpanned, "Um, I appreciate the offer but I know what my future is right now." Going home and sleeping, I added mentally.

The man named Solomon chuckled, "I understand little one, however, how about a small reading free of charge?"

I shrugged, "I appreciate it but no thank you, I was always told not to mess with the future." Actually I was told to stay away from voodoo, I added mentally again.

The man merely smiled weakly, "I really would appreciate some company, this is the only means of payment that I can give you. Won't you merely humor me?"

I sighed, seeing the look on the old mans face did it in, I caved, "Okay Mister, but only one reading and I shall keep you some company."

He smiled energetically, "Splendid! Please, do have a seat."

I looked around for a chair but there wasn't one, "Uh."

"Silly me, I forgot the chairs were invisible, please there is one right where your standing. Trust me," He said beaming.

I gave him a look of doubt and easily began to sit, I was surprised to find that I didn't fall and instead I came in contact with a soft plush chair. I felt the need to panic come over me, if this guy was for real then I needed to get as far away as possible. I looked below me to see if someone had slipped a chair underneath me to go along with this old mans act, but to find I was sitting in midair. I felt the color leave my face and turned back to the old man who was pulling out cards and a crystal ball.

I gulped, "Um, mister I'm not so sure about this anymore."

"It's okay, the chairs freak out most people at first but once they get their reading they forget completely about it." The old man decided to use the crystal ball for my reading and placed the cards back inside his cart.

I felt my hands getting clammy, what in the world am I getting myself into?

"Okay, everything is set would you like to begin." He places his hands on either side of the crystal ball waiting for my answer.

As much as I would have liked to say 'hell no deuces old man!' Something made my head go up and down in the yes form instead of no.

The old man smiled, "We'll then Misuri, prepare to see a glimpse of your future." The old man placed his hands on the sleek glass and furrowed his brows in concentration. An image appeared of a spikey haired male with red eyes peering deeply at me, right to the depths of my soul. Then he was gone and I saw myself running towards said male and embracing him. Then it took a drastic turn, I was being held in a cage and the latter was desperately trying to get to me. The glass returned to its empty state and the old man released his hold on the magic that had taken place during the vision. He smiled at me while I merely gaped like a fish out of water.

"What-" I gulped, "What was that?"

"That was your future," he said calmly, "Was it not what you expected?"

"N-no," I got up from my invisible perch, completely freaked out, "I have to go, I'm sorry."

"I understand," He smiled and said his goodbyes. Too bad I was already running away before I could hear them.

Misuri: YAY! The first chapter is complete!

Masuki: About damn time, Misuri I was about ready to look for a different Hikari.

Misuri: O_O you wouldn't...

Masuki: I would.

Misuri: Well, uh, I hope you guys liked it please review and tell me what you think!

Masuki: *proceeds to throttle Misuri* Maybe if you would quit dropping of the face of the earth people would actually review!

Misuri: x.x