I just want everyone to know that I am writing this fanfiction because I loved Yu-Gi-Oh when I was little and started watching again. But, I haven't watched all too much but still want to write it. I know enough to make the fanfiction, but I may have some sort of personal opinions in it. So, if let's say the spirit in Yugi's puzzle falls in love with Kaiba and they have strange Kaiba babies and I put that Kaiba dies (not actually doing that), just accept it or don't read it. I intend on following the episodes a bit so I'm not actually gonna kill anyone so don't get scared.
"Wow, Max! So the four finalists are in the castle already?" I looked up at my older brother as we sat at our usual spots for morning breakfast, he at the head, I to his left.
"Dozens, my dear sister," he said with a smile and a wave of his hands. He at times still thought I was eight, I felt, but to be honest, I liked the attention he had given me for it, even though I had just turned sixteen about a month ago. It made me feel important and like I had a purpose. "Now, have you been studying?"
"It's summer," I reminded him, rubbing my finger around the rim of my glass of orange juice. My left cheek was in my palm, whose elbow was on the table as I stared at him. My white bangs began to fall into my gold eyes and I tried to blow them back. Max only laughed. "When can I learn Duel Monsters?"
"Clara, you know I don't want you playing that." His voice sounded final, though he hadn't sounded even annoyed that I asked for the eleventh time this week, and it was only Monday morning.
"Oh come on," I whined a bit. I then jumped up onto the chair, gesturing my arms wide. "You're the Maximillion Pegasus! The creator of Duel Monsters, the rules, and the artist who designed every single card! But you won't let your own little sister learn."
"Clara." He said my name again, and as I stood in my red night dress on the expensive dining room chair, I realized how far I had gone. I placed my hand around the golden angel at my neck, the weight of it familiar and comforting to me. I kept my head down and my face shadowed. morning sunlight streamed through the large, open windows that took up literally the entire left wall. He sighed kindly and walked over to my chair, taking my hands in his and helping me to step down. "Clara, you know I'm afraid of what may hap-"
"Mr. Pegasus."
It was one of my brother's body guards who had come in through the doors, standing stock still with his arms locked at his sides. I only looked, but Max stepped between us so that I could not see the guard and he could not see me. I was no secret, but Max hated if people looked at me. Possessive older brother I suppose. "Mr. Pegasus," the guard said again. "Mai Valentine, Bandit Keith, Joey Wheeler, and Yugi Moto are all here, with a few friends.
I stepped back then, eager to get into some regular clothes and spy on the duelists. So, as Max began to talk with the guard, I slipped upstairs, laughing as I passed old family photos. That was until I reached the end of the hall and saw one of the thousands of pictures of Cecilia and sighed, realizing just how hurt Max must have been. I wanted to fall in love, but not as easily as they had. Of course I wanted to be with that person forever, and I wanted forever to start now, but with being home schooled and stuck here on the island, I hadn't been out in the real world in years.
Still, I couldn't shake this tug at my heart or the heat that was seeming to come from my angel necklace. I wondered if I had just been imagining it, but I could have sworn it was glowing faintly.
Well what did you think? Sorry, it's only the prologue, but it's good enough for now. The picture will be changing once I finish drawing it so don't get too used to the current one, though it is very lovely.