Chapter 1: Yugi and Dustin

Time: 8:34 AM

Date: Monday, April 5th, 1998

Location: Domino High School Room 2C

NO ONE'S POV…

As you waited for the Homeroom bell to ring you sat at your desk deep in thought. Thinking was a hobby of yours. You were good at it. Today however, if you had the choice you would have stayed in bed. Today was your first day in a Japanese school and even though you had spent months learning the language and customs, nothing could have prepared you for this. Although you didn't know it yet, during this very year you would experience your first love, your first tragedy, your first kiss, and your first triumph. But for now, you were just sitting at your desk, bored to tears. Man how you hated being alone! It was like poison!

You sat at your desk when suddenly a young, rather short boy caught your eye. He had tri-colored hair, purple eyes, childlike features and a big smile on his face. He had a huge pyramid-shaped pendant on his neck. It piqued your interest. He was sitting next to a much taller blonde with a Brooklyn accent. "Hey Yug. Wassup?" said the blonde.

"Nothing much Joey? Seen Tristan or Tea around?"

"Last I saw Tristan, he was in the john. As for Tea, she's right behind you."

Yugi turned around and you peeked as well. You saw a rather pretty girl with brown hair and the typical uniform. Miniskirts and ribbons. Peh! Stupid uniform! Why did it have to show your legs completely? Not only was it cold, but it attracted perverts!

"Hey Yugi!" said the girl, apparently named Tea, brightly. "What's up?"

"Nothing.", he said casually.

Suddenly the bell rang and you snapped out of the zone. As the teacher came in your mind strayed quickly from the guys at the table and onto Geometry 102. "Stupid shapes!" you thought to yourself.

YOUR POV…

At lunch you went outside onto the benches. As you ate your eyes were drawn to the table across from you. Yugi and Joey were playing Duel Monsters. "Duel Monsters?!" you thought to yourself, "This I gotta see." and you went over to the table.

YUGI'S POV…

Before you dueled against Joey you spoke to the Pharaoh. "Pharaoh, let me handle this. It's only Joey." "No Problem" Yami answered. Suddenly you were interrupted by a second year girl. A very pretty second year girl. "Mind if I watch?" she asked. "Sure!" you answered. "Wow, she's pretty. Dontcha' think?" Yami answered, "Yes, she is…"



FF INTO THE DUEL…

"I attack your Swordsman of Landstar with my Red Gadget!" said Yugi.

"Not so fast Yug! I activate the trap Relive Monster!" answered Joey.

"I've never heard of that. What's it do?"

"Whenever a monster on my side of the field is attacked I can swap it with a Level 4 monster in my hand. You then have to attack the monster I summon! I choose Panther Warrior!! I did it! I finally beat Yugi!!" he said with a creepy anime smirk on his face.

"Good move Joey. Pity it won't work! I activate Trap Jammer! This stops any trap activated in the Battle Phase!" Joey did an anime fall

"Aw man!" he said with multiple anime veins "You win again Yug."

"Nice duel guys!" said the girl.

"Thanks umm…"

"Amy Warren. I'm a duelist myself." she said.

"Hey Amy! I'm Yugi and this is Joey." you said. "Nice to meetcha'" chimed in Joey. She smiled. Even though she smiled, for some reason you sensed a dark sadness. You definitely wanted to know this girl.

YOUR POV…

As you talked to Yugi you found out that you were a lot alike. He seemed like a nice enough guy. Joey then asked if you'd want to hang out with them. "Sure! I'd love to." Then the bell rang. "Aw man…" whined Joey.

FF TO AFTER SCHOOL…

Yugi introduced you the gang. "Tristan, Tea, Bakura, meet Amy!" "What's up?" you said brightly. Then you remembered your foster parents telling you to come home immediately after school. "Aw crap. Sorry guys, I need to go now. See you guys tomorrow!" "See ya." they said. "That was weird." said Tea. Yugi didn't answer but he silently agreed.

Time: 3:28 PM

Date: Monday, April 5th, 1998

Location: 154 Heather Avenue

As you walked into the house you immediately were wrenched into your stepfather's arms, only he didn't hug you. He yelled at you. "AMY WARREN! WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY COMING HOME THIS LATE?!" You looked at the clock it was barely 3:28. Obviously he was high. However, you didn't want to upset him further so you played along. "I'm sorry Dustin."



You then remembered how he hated being called by his first name. You waited for the hit. You weren't disappointed. It came hard and fast. "THAT'S 'SIR' TO YOU, YOUNG LADY!" You answered quickly, blinking back tears. For some reason you didn't cry much. You figured it never solved anything, so why bother. You quickly answered before he could hit you again. "I'm sorry sir. I'll come home earlier tomorrow." His grip on you slackened. "That's better. Now go upstairs and do your homework. Beverly will be done with dinner at 5. You can come down then.

When you got upstairs you realized that since this was the first day of school so you had no homework. You decided to write in your diary. This is what you wrote:

Dear Diary:

It's the first day of school in a new country and I have mixed feelings. On the one hand Dustin and Beverly are still their high, drunken selves. I know that you should honor your father and mother that it may be well with you, but right now I don't feel like God is holding up his end of the bargain. Does it even apply to foster parents? I wish I had someone to ask.

On the other hand, I've made friends! Yugi, Joey, Tristan, and Tea are just so nice, but I wonder if I can trust them. Perhaps I've just been alone for too long. I just hope Dustin and Beverly will let me see them more. Yugi seems strange though. He keeps on zoning in and out on me. When I asked him what homeroom he was in he hesitated until Joey called him. I wonder why. Also whenever I try talk to him I get nervous for some reason. I don't know why. It's definitely food for thought. Till tomorrow, Diary.

PS. I have to remember to bring my deck tomorrow. Maybe I'll duel one of the guys.

You then closed your diary and took out your deck. You thought you'd get a little practice in.

To Be Continued…