sakura-sasuke324: Hola mi amigos! Sorry for the random Spanish here people I have to practice. I'm in Spanish I for a foreign language class and… Well, anyway, I got a new fanfic for you. It's a "Yu-Gi-Oh!" one, and it has an OC of mine involved. Before I even MADE a back story of this chick, I did a test that analyzes her of what I got so far… Alright? My character's name is Kutso Yaiba, and unfortunately for you Japanese dub fans, I WILL be using the English names. (I'm sorry.) For those of you that enjoy about everything of the Japanese dub, PLEASE bear with me. I'm going to try doing this in first person perspective. If I get carried away, be sure to point out things that might be Mary-sueish to Kutso here. I'll tell you this right now. SHE'S A DESCENDANT OF AN ANCIENT EGYPTIAN MIDDLE CLASS CITIZEN THAT KNOWS THE PHARAOH FOR SOME STRANGELY ODD REASON THAT MUST OCCUR LATER ON. Anyway… Let's get on with the story! Oh yeah… and one question… WHERE DOES YUGI LIVE? For god sakes I was looking on the internet for at least a week just typing in the same question on Google, going to different sites that seemed to give me the answer, and still found NOTHING! For god sakes! Should I say that he lives in "Domino City"? I don't know! I'll just take a guess. Don't yell at me in the long run! Let's get this story started!

-DISCLAIMER-

I do not own the "Yu-Gi-Oh!" franchise.

I own a dog… Actually two…

I do own the idea of Kutso Yaiba.

Thank you.

My Side of Duelist Kingdom

My name is Kutso Yaiba, and I am 15 years old. I live in Domino City. I am a junior at Domino High. Class 2B. I'm an "ex-street fighter". Yeah. That's right. I'm not one anymore. My family was getting worried about me, even my little brother and sister. I had to stop fighting for them. But let's just get to the point.

I have to tell you something. My life used to be fine. FINE! Until I met him. HE is the reason why I am now suffering by playing a children's card game. HE is the reason why I have to travel to Duelist Kingdom, cheering him on in the tournament. HE is the reason why I have to deal with Weevil Underwood and Rex Raptor! Truthfully, I'd rather KILL myself, or hang out with the girly popular gang! I'd rather go back into street fighting! Or hell, I might as well just call myself "Shirley Temple". Because for god sakes, I'd rather be singing and dancing on stage like a five year old! I hate him so much, that I want to punch him into a brick wall fifteen times! He's the jack hole of MY LIFE! I'd rather hang out with Joey and Tristan all day! (I respect them and all, but come on. They can get annoying after a while.) I'd rather sing Disney songs with Tea! I have HAD ENOUGH OF HIM!

… But… For some reason… I feel like I've had an attachment to him in a past life. Weird huh.

If you must know, the person I hate… It is Yugi. Yugi Muto. No! Not when he's innocent and small. It's when he's more confident, and his voice is deeper. That Yugi. I hate him. Hate him with all my heart.

It all started on a seemingly normal day. I was walking home from school, having one strap of my school bag over my left shoulder, hating my pink school shirt, minding my own business. All of a sudden, these two buffoons in black trench coats come up to me and start calling me "bitch", "whore", "slut", you name it. They were calling me that. I ignored them and walked away. Until one of the guys said that I was a weakling. Then, the gloves came on.

I retrieved my fingerless gloves from my bag, and put my handbag down. I then started running towards those ignoramuses and practically started a fight. It went against my family's orders, but there was no way that someone was going to call me a "weakling" and get away with it. Not in a million years.

As soon as the fight started for some reason I had a feeling that I wouldn't win. But at least I beat up one dope. That was enough for me. But suddenly a crowd started to form around me, and the last thug standing.

Damn… I thought while panting, I wasted my energy on the first one. This idiot is still standing.

The thug laughed. "You seemed to be tired. Do you want to take a breather?"

"Hell no!" I shouted at him between breaths. "I can take you on anyway!"

The punk got his switchblade out from his trench coat.

Aw, shit! I saw the blade completely clean. It was probably used before. I wasn't sure from a distance. I just saw the shine of it from the sun.

"This is gonna be fun." He said grinning like a villain.

"Let's see if it will be." I challenged him. I regretted that a few moments later.

The guy charged at me. When he got near my body he shoved the knife into the left side of my stomach. I coughed up blood and staggered back a little bit, but I wasn't about to give up. I pulled the knife out of my gut and was in agony.

"Ahhhh!" I felt the blood dripping down my abdominal region. I can't believe that just happened.

sakura-sasuke324: Yes people! She uses big words! It's called a thesaurus! I watched a few videos on a fanfic of YuGiOh where this person's OC, her name is "Meranda", who's a mary-sue in every way, but kept on using the same words repeatedly! It was driving me INSANE! Now… Back to the story.

I managed to get my balance back for a little while. I looked around and the crowd was gone. I didn't know why. I started to cough again, this time into my hand. I looked at my opponent. He had a sinister smirk on his face.

"You are a disgrace to the Street Fighter community!" He chuckled.

"That's what you think!" I said while holding my stomach tightly with my right hand.

I realized that my left hand was free so I thought up of a plan. I decided to try and punch the guy with it. I started charging at him, brought my left arm back, and "went in for the kill".

I swung, and unfortunately missed by a few feet. "Why?" You ask? He dodged it in the nick of time. That freaking jerk took my arm and threw me against a fence.

"Gahh!" I screamed in pain. "Someone! Someone please! Please help!" Moist tears were falling down my face. The pain from my stomach was overpowering me.

"Well, well, well… Have you given up yet, weakling?" The guy chuckled.

Truthfully, I felt like a helpless kitten. I couldn't do anything.

"I believe you should leave that woman alone." A deep voice came out of nowhere. It didn't sound familiar at all.

"Well, what do you know…" The punk turned around to a figure. "If it isn't the infamous Yugi Muto. Grandson of Solomon Muto."

Y-Yugi, I was shocked as I looked at the figure behind the thug. N-No! It can't be! It can't be him!

I couldn't believe my eyes. The little Yugi I knew wasn't even the one I was looking at. He was taller. His once friendly eyes were intense and dangerous. My cheeks were instantly red when I made eye contact with him.

But that only lasted for a moment. The pain in my stomach came back again and I screamed in misery.

Yugi looked at me and smirked at the thug in front of him. "Torturing a girl? That's not very gentlemen-like."

"And your point is…" The ignoramus wondered.

"Don't hurt a lady. If you know what's best for you."

" Oh really? What are you gonna do to me?"

"Mind Crush!" Yugi raised his hand to the idiot's face.

Next thing I knew, the guy that stabbed me was on the ground. Passed out, I hoped.

"Are you okay, Kutso?" Yugi came up to me.

I gritted my teeth, trying not to scream in agony again. "Are you really Yugi?" I tried not to look in his eyes.

Yugi looked at the blood stain coming through my shirt. "We have to get you to a hospital Kutso." He sounded concerned.

I then became annoyed by his Captain Obvious act. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know that!" I attempted to get up, but it was a failure. Yugi grabbed my left arm and put it over his shoulder.

"Please. Let me help you."

I unfortunately looked into his eyes and was "hypnotized" by the unnatural colors of them. "… Okay…"

We started walking to the hospital.

"Um… Kutso?" Yugi asked.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"You're blushing." He chuckled.

"Gah!" I looked at the ground. "Damn you Yugi."

"You're funny." He smiled.

"And you're a jerk." I didn't make any eye contact with him.

"Yeah. I definitely believe that."

"Don't get sarcastic with me." I threatened.

"Really. What are you going to do to me?"

"I… I don't know!"

He laughed. "I guess you don't always know what to do."

"Whatever."

A few minutes passed and we were still walking. I was still (unknowingly) blushing, and Yugi was still in his current "state". (Tall, deep voice, but with friendlier eyes.) He was still helping me walk. There was complete silence.

"Hey Kutso." Yugi broke the silence. (Finally…)

"What do you want?" I looked at him and sighed.

His lips touched mine.

You bastard! I shouted in my head.

His face separated from mine, and smirked.

"How was that?" He smiled.

"You… You…" I looked down, trying to kick him in the back of the leg, but it didn't work. "You bastard! You took away my first kiss! You freaking jackass! If I was wounded I would kill-"

"It's okay Kutso. It's okay."

"Um… Excuse me? How is it okay? You just kissed me without my permission! Stop being a jerk and listen!"

"What did you say? I can't seem to hear."

"'I can't seem to hear? Oh give me a break! I'm shouting in your ear!"

"Hahaha… Ow…"

"Moron…"

See? I hate this guy! For this reason only! Sure! He saved my life and all, but he kissed me! He kissed me without my freaking permission! He will rue the day he messed with me! Rue it!

sakura-sasuke324: Um… Okay… Maybe not my best work. But it's done. Yay! As you know, on there is the choice for people to make reviews. If you are reading this and you are NOT on , tell me what you liked about it. Tell me what you didn't like about it. And I will TRY MY BEST to make changes as I go along. Thank you. Oh! Wait! Before anyone gets into a fan girl tantrum, I am NOT a fan girl over the character who kissed my OC. I think he is very cool, and has an awesome voice actor. But I do NOT worship him. Okay. Thanks for reading guys!