EgyptMotou- well I'm back and with a new story (grins)
Egypt- yup and this one's goanna be great
EgyptMotou- sure is, so it shall be begin
Egypt- YAY! She owns nothing
EgyptMotou- nope!
Note: this story is an AU (alternate universe) for a reason, so I don't wanna hear any one commenting on this story because of that, thank you.
'Yugi's thoughts'
''Yami's thoughts''
(Writers note)
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"Are you ready?"
"Yeah... I... I think so,"
"Don't be nervous honey, you'll do fine, this is what you've always wanted,"
"Yeah I know mom, it's just… wow, I never thought-""You'll be fine my boy,"
"Thanks gramps, well here we are, I guess this is goodbye,"
"We love you dear,"
"Good luck, you're going to need it,"
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College. A time where you have to face the world alone, face like by yourself without parents, and sometimes even without your friends.
A time where you get to see what kind of person you truly are, and what kind of person you want to become.
A time where you are officially considered an adult, and no one can tell you what to do any longer, well, except for your professors of course.
And this was a time, where you studied and worked hard to become what you've always dreamed of, what you've always dreamed of doing for the rest of your life, and for one student, that dream was to become an artist.
'Just relax Yugi, take a deep breath, and relax,'
19-year-old Yugi Motou of Domino Japan was that student. All his life he had wanted to study the arts, and create beautiful masterpieces and painting, and now, he could, cause he was here, and this was his time to shine, and he was ready…. sort of.
'I think I'm going to be sick,' Yugi mentally gasped, as he looked around the huge campus, watching as student after student went by him, like he was invisible or something.
But then again, it was the first day of the college school year, and everyone was most likely looking for their classes and lockers and such, which reminded Yugi that he still had to do that.
Now at first glace, you'd think Yugi was a very odd child for that fact that he had spiky tri-colored hair of red, black, and blonde that seemed to defy gravity, and the fact that he wore a black stubbed collar around his pale neck, and he seemed to like black, a punk kid if you will.
But upon further inspection, you'd find yourself drawn to the boy's thanks to his eyes, his big, innocent amethyst eyes that shined and shimmered with purity and all things innocent.
But that was just the way Yugi was, he looked punk, and most likely probably was, but looking into his eyes, you'd see him as an angel sent from heaven, which is probably why many people liked him.
Shifting his backpack from left shoulder to right, Yugi held up his schedule, and form papers and began to scan them, wondering where to start.
'Let's start with my locker,' the young collage freshman mentally murmured, before he scanned his schedule for his locker number, and began to walk, making sure to dodge other students.
"Locker 1119," he whispered, his large amethyst eyes scanning the nearby lockers to see how far down he truly had to go.
The young freshman was hoping it wasn't too far, he really wasn't a fast runner, and if he had to run to class he was surely going to be late.
Now Yugi wasn't what you called a naturally tall child, actually he just barely broke 5 feet, and thanks to this fact, he had very short legs, which were of no use to him when it came to running, sadly.
But what he lacked in height, he made up in smarts, and kindness. Out of everyone you met in the world, Yugi was one of the nicest, friendliest people you would ever meet in your whole life.
The boy was very kind hearted, and loved to help people, it was just in his nature, and whenever a friend was in trouble, Yugi would be right there, no matter what.
But sadly for the small freshman, all of his friends had spilt up for collage. His childhood friend Tea had gone to America to study dance in New York, and Joey had said something about being far away for collage, and Yugi didn't even know about Tristan.
None of them had expected to separate after high school, but sadly life was like that, and they had promised to write and text and e-mail each other at every chance, so it wasn't so bad.
But still, the little guy was all alone in this big building they called college, but he could manage, or, that's what he kept telling himself.
"Yes, 1119," Yugi smiled once he had reached his destination, using the three digit combination his schedule had given him to open up his new locker.
Placing his backpack inside, Yugi checked his watch, and saw that he still had an hour till his classes started, just enough time for him to go looking for his room, and get his books at the book store.
Closing his locker, and holding up his beloved schedule, Yugi began to search for his rooms, but after about 15 minutes of not being able to find anything, not even the lunch room, the little freshman headed towards the front office.
"Excuse me?" Yugi asked, tapping the bell lightly that sat on the front counter, watching as teacher and students moved around within the office, gathering papers, talking or just getting done what needed to be done.
After a while Yugi was beginning to think that no one either saw him, or even noticed that he was there, and this caused the little freshman to feel kind of, invisible, that was until a soft gently hand landing on his shoulder and a voice rung in his ear.
"They won't be much help to you at the moment," the voice said, and Yugi almost fainted as he turned and saw who was standing behind him.
Yami Atemu.
Yami Atemu, a high scholar and very athletic boy, with deep crimson eyes, and the voice that could lure you to sleep was standing right behind Yugi, looking at the young freshman with gentle but deep mysterious eyes.
To say Yugi knew him was a very big understatement.
Yami had gone to Yugi's middle and high school, and was two years ahead of the young boy, but everyone knew he had skipped a grade and that was why he was ahead of his class.
He was a very brilliant and wise young man, only at the age of 20, and yet he was still smarter then most adults you would meet in the world today.
Like Yugi he was a punk kid, but he was more into the black and chain thing but like Yugi, his hair was tri-colored and spiked, which caused everyone to think they were brother, where in fact they weren't even related under any circumstances.
The two boys had known each other in high school, well, Yugi had known Yami, Yami had never really paid attention to the short boy, even though their lockers were right next to each others for the entire two years Yami had been there while Yugi was there as well.
In high school, Yami had never really talked to people, he was always off on his own, or with his little group of friends, giving him the mysterious 'bad boy' status, but if he had ever heard that, he never showed that he had.
Many girls had had a crush on the mysterious crimson-eyed silent boy, and so did some boys, including little Yugi.
Yes, Yugi was bi, he liked both boys and girls, but not very many people knew this about him for he had never been in real relationship before, and the ones that he had been in were very short, and not worth a big fuss over.
But he did have a crush on Yami, and everyone knew that the other male was gay for the fact that he had once dated Seto Kaiba, a rich hardheaded millionaire who always had his head up his ass.
Their relationship had lasted at least two weeks before they had broke it off. Some rumors had been started that they had split because Yami had refused to give himself up to the rich millionaire, but after about a week of that, and a guy in the hospital later, everyone had stopped such rumors.
What was he doing here, at the exact same collage as Yugi, Was fate trying to be cruel to the young collage student, or play a prank on the poor freshman?
Like any other normal high school, there were lots and lots of rumors going around, and one of the most famous ones was that the brilliant and talented Yami Atemu was going to America to be an Egyptologist, so what on Earth was he doing here in Japan, at an art school!!
"Hey you're Yugi… right?"
Hearing Yami ask him a question, Yugi quickly shook his head to clear it before he smiled brightly at the older male.
'He knows my name!'
"Yeah… wow, I didn't think you even knew my name," Yugi said, before he quickly shut his mouth and blushed darkly. Well that was smooth.
'Way to go dork,'
Chuckling Yami smiled at the apparently new comer to the campus, before he took his hand off Yugi's shoulder, and scratched the back of his head softly.
"Yeah sorry about that kid, I guess I was so wrapped up in high school and shit, I never really noticed that you even had a locker next to me," Yami chuckled, his crimson eyes bright with humor.
Yeah he remembered Yugi, very clearly.
Like him, Yugi was a very quiet and secluded kid, but, unlike him, the younger boy was very kind, and good hearted, whereas he was a bad ass if you will, and was always getting into trouble with someone, such as teachers, and parents.
He remembered that Yugi would always eat by himself, or sit alone during lunch, and study hall, and for some reason this kind of intrigued the junior.
He was always curious as to why the young one didn't have very many friends hang around him, even with his friendliness, and kind heart. Yami just never understood it.
The junior had never really talked to the boy except for the occasional 'hello', 'what up', for they were, how do you say, from different clicks.
Yami was from the tough boy, badass, don't give a shit about what others think group. He was used to getting into trouble, even with his smarts and talents.
Yugi on the other hand, well he was one of those, how do you say 'good doers'. As far as Yami could remember, Yugi had never gotten sent to the office for anything except for when he was being recognized for something, and Yami seriously doubt that after he left that changed.
It wasn't really a surprise that Yami found the young boy here, he did remember that Yugi liked art, because in his senior year, Yugi had been in his art class, and they boy really seemed to love it, a lot.
"Oh that's ok, I found out how hard it was to be a junior when I got there," Yugi smiled at Yami, the pink tint to his cheeks still not gone yet.
''Well what do ya know, the boy looks kinda cute when he blushes like that,''
"Yeah high school's a bitch like that, so hey, I'm guessing you need some help finding your classes huh, I take it you're a freshman," the older male chuckled; causing Yugi to smiled, and giggle.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Just a little," Yami smiled, before he looked around and eyed the teachers nearby, "I doubt these guys will be able to help ya, but hey, I'm a junior here and I know this place from top to bottom. I could show ya around if ya like,"
Yami knew it wasn't the best thing for a collage junior to be seen with a freshman, that status thing and all, but the kid looked so lost, and he couldn't just leave him there, that'd just be cruel, and since he knew where everything was, it wouldn't be that hard to find the kid's classes.
Perking up at the thought of Yami, his high school crush Yami, giving him a tour around school, Yugi quickly nodded his head, smiling brightly at the other male.
"Sure, I'd really like that, I kinda got lost earlier when I was searching for my classes," Yugi smiled, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Well then allow me to help you out freshman," Yami said, before he motioned for Yugi to follow him, and thus began the tour.
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EgyptMotou- well there ya go, the first chapter to a new story, and I would like to thank Chi-Eiki, my Beta-reader for this story, for checking it for me, luv ya!
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