I do not own yu-gi-oh!
I only own the idea and the writingX3
Ryou sat on the ground, as cold as it is, he shivers several times. Why has it to be so cold right now? It's unfair...
A cold breeze blows his soft, white locks away from his eyes. Ryou looks up to the sky. It's getting dark, the moon is already there. Small, light grey reflections of the thin, curved moon glitter in his chocolate eyes. "Like anybody cares about me..." He softly whimpered as he looks down to his feet. He holds his knees closely against his chest hoping his own body would keep him warm.
He did not get it, why are people so rude to him? Ah, is it just me or is the moon shining extra weak this evening? Ryou looked up, no cloud drifting in the dark-blue skies above him. The moon looked normal, like he did every single evening. But something was different, it is odd... "I should not be worrying about the moon shining less or more bright in the dark night sky..." Ryou softly says to himself. He gets up. "I might be able to find a stay for the night... Just for being sure..." He starts to walk, his feet hurting from his last flee. He sees a pretty small village, filled with a few big, expensive mansions. A mountain closely near the village seems to catch Ryou's eyes. "That might be survivable..." He whispers and walks over. A careful look into the hole to make sure it's safe. He spots a shimmering spot and let out a little squeak. Nothing happens, so Ryou slowly goes over to the shimmers. "Just some water..." He says softly, as ashamed as he is he blushes. The cave is pretty big but felt somewhat warm. An odd thought that this open cave is warmer than the fresh air outside... It might just be my illumination, as I'm as tired as I could be... I should try to get some sleep, before the sun is back... Ryou reclines on the heated ground. Hmm... Odd, something beneath me tickles... Ryou looks down, as fresh, green grass fills his pure, brown eyes. "Wow..." He whispers, hardly able to get it out his mouth. "Breath taking..." He continues. His eyes scan over the whole ground, spotting some more shimmers in the wall. "Of course! These rocks are probably very old, they would contain lots of minerals. As the water seeps through it they take lots of minerals with them... It's feeding the plants inside here..." He explains to himself. It seems more logical now, he lays down again. Slowly his eyes fall closed and his dreams take him with them, to a place where no worries survive.
"Sir?"
A kind voice softly spoke to an bigger man, he has white, long hair.
He looks over his shoulder. "What is it?" He asks a smaller boy. The boy has triple coloured hair; his flocks are gold, while the back is black, ending in purple edges, which in most lights looks red.
"D-Do you want anything, mister?" The small boy asks now.
"Hmm..." The white-haired guy really thinks deeply. "What about no?" He then asks, his voice remaining on it's standard, mono-toned track.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry for bothering, sir!" The boy directly replies.
"It's okay... -" He stops talking. "What was your name, again?"
"Yugi, sir-" He smiled a bit, proud that his master shows some interests in him, "Yugi Moto..."
"Ah, yeah, Yugi, I remember..." The man turns his chair to Yugi.
"Tell me, how are you, Yugi?" The guy smiled slightly, making Yugi feel more comfortable. Yugi walked a little closer.
"I'm doing pretty well, sir..." He answers, it might not be the truth-fullest answer he could say, but the best one it is.
"Nice... But please, say my name, at least once..." The man says.
"Oh no, I'd like to just call you my master, because you-"
"Just once..."
Yugi sighed, "Fine, master Bakura..."
A small smirk on the face of the older man, That doesn't sound bad, not at all...
"Can I leave now? Sir?" Bakura awakes from his day dream and nods, absent-minded. "But, get me something to do, if only for tomorrow, okay?" He asks Yugi, looking right into his purple eyes. Yugi nods and looks down. "Yes, sir!" Yugi then turns away to go out the room, as quickly as possible.
I'm new in the fan fiction writing, okayQAQ
I made up the ideas while writing, because, well, I don't know, it's my way of making my art, it gives unique twists^^