Before reading know that:
Joey, Yugi, Ryou Bakura, and Marik are all girls.
The story is still the same except for the fact mentioned above and the situations that resulted from their gender must be different.
The story begins after Yami left for the afterlife.
"Yug' it's not healthy for you not to eat," I said, trying to convince my best bud to eat well anything. She had been in a depression for a month or so following Yami's lose. It had taken a week for it to truly affect her, but now nothing appeared to be able to get her out of it.
She slowly looked down and poked the now cold eggs I had set in front of her an hour ago. "I just can't Joey," she said sadly, pushing away her plate. She pressed her hands into her lap and shaking overcame her delicate frame.
"Ahh man. No don't cry. Shhh. It'll be alright. Don't do this to me," I ordered in a soft soothing voice. I came around the table away from the sink, where I had been doing the dishes, and wrapped my arms around her, gently rubbing her back as she sobbed quietly into my shoulder.
Yugi's amethyst eyes were filled with unshed tears as her spikey haired head pulled back to look at me. "Sorry Joey didn't mean to go all mushy on you I know you hate that." I smiled at her and shook my head. "Don' worry 'bout it Yug'"
"I think I'll just go back to bed, Joey. Thanks for checking up on me," she said sheepishly rubbing the back of her neck. "Maybe next time I'll actually guilt you into eating something," I said, rolling my eyes. She smiled an went upstairs to her room at the game shop.
I waited patiently until I heard the door close before I let out a frustrated breath. We'd all been trying to get Yugi to cheer up, but Yugi was unconsciously stubborn. Once Yugi locked herself in her room she stayed there for hours. I strolled out the front entrance of the game shop, snatching my bag from the coat rack behind the counter.
I quickly thought over the list of things I had to do today.
Make sure Yugi was okay… Check
Threaten Duke about what will happen if he breaks up with or hurts my sister… Check
Contemplate telling my friends about the fact I am a bestselling author and am now a millionaire due to excellent books sales, decide it sounds like bragging, and decide to keep it a secret… Check
Complete manuscript for sequel to bestselling book three months ahead of schedule… Check
Research ways to bring back ancient spirits from the afterlife… Unchecked
Go to the library and get inspiration for research…Unchecked
I quickly made my way through the museum to stand before the stone tablets that Isis had loaned to the museum and that had as of yet been taken back. The hieroglyph of Seth the High Priest and The Pharaoh, Yami Atem, staring at each other over a fire was just the same as last time I had been here. I pinched the bridge of my nose as a sudden headache ripped its way through my brain bringing with it a set of disjointed images and sound that refused to come into focus.
"Uggh," I groaned. This unfortunately had been happening a lot lately, the images pouring into my head at random times. I wanted to talk to Yugi about it, but I couldn't burden her with this when she was depressed like that. I could try talking to one of the other guys and seeing what they think unfortunately for me I knew them so well I could guess with accuracy what they would do. Tea would insist on telling everyone so that there was no strain on our friendship, Tristan would be confused and suggest asking someone else, Ryou was going through a depression like Yugi (which I found weird since the person in her brain had been an evil psychopath, but hey it was probably more strange for her that the psychopath wasn't there), Mai was on her honeymoon with Valen, I didn't want to tell Serenity, Duke would tell Serenity, and etc.
An annoying, self-confident voice broke in on my mental dilemma. "What are you doing here, Mutt?"
I turned slowly to glare at Moneybags (aka Seto Kaiba). He was standing, tall and ever so egotistical, next to Mokuba, Isis, Marik, and Odion. I opened my mouth to snap at him, but something stopped me. I got really dizzy, feeling numb. I could still see, smell, and do everything except control my own body it was extremely unsettling. With my peripheral vision I watched my eyes glaze over and my face go blank in the reflection of the exhibit.
"Cousin of the Pharaoh, High priest of Egypt, the time has come, demons from the past reemerge, and the Millennium Items awaken. Souls of those gone shall return and forgotten memories will resurface in those who have no clue as to who they once were. The Princess of the Burning Sands, who's spirit mirrors the name of her country, long forgotten by history, shall return to aid the Pharaoh, but be weary without her the world will fall to darkness and if the darkness poison her heart and she chooses to aid it non shall stand in its way."
I blinked as the feeling left my body and I was left standing awkwardly before the group of people. Isis was the first to snap out of shock.
"That sounded like a prophecy…" she said trailing off. I shrugged my shoulders. "Probably was all sorts of weird stuffs been going on lately."
I looked at my watch. "I've got to go. 'm meetin' de gang and need to get goin' anyways. I would just ignore what I said in de creepy voice Moneybags."