AN: So I tend to bounce story ideas off myself frequently and need to go between them in order to keep my attention. I have one story that is very talking based, another that is a mix between both and then this one I'm hoping to be very descriptive and less talking. They should be the only ones I play between for awhile so I'm sorry if you're still waiting for the other chapters for the other stories. I'll try and update them all regularly though! This one will mostly be the one main pairing with a few hints for others. If you guys like it a lot, I'll branch out into the others within the same plot line! So be sure to review, comment, favourite, follow, whatever!

Chapter 1:

The air was cold and brisk. The kind that made your skin break out into little wrinkled bumps across your body and send shivers down your spine. This is what it was like taking showers in the early morning, a time of day Atemu hated to be showering at.

As the water began to warm up and relax his muscles, he thought about the day previous to today. He had won the duel monsters world tournament and had been crowned King of Games. It was a long tournament and after getting into Domino at 2am in the morning, Atemu had no energy to shower or cleanup for today until he at least got a few hours' sleep.

He had only moved to Domino, Japan recently having emigrated from Cairo, Egypt. At this point Atemu was already famous, having come up quickly in dueling tournaments and beating top level duelists all around the world. Duel Monsters was currently the most popular card game in the world, people betting millions and forking out just as much for the game. Any top duelist became a celebrity as popular and well known as most movie stars. Everyone already knew who Atemu was before he knew them, and it made it difficult sometimes.

The water was relaxing and refreshing; Atemu wished nothing more than to stay in it forever. He knew he couldn't though, today was his first day at Domino University. His parents weren't convinced that dueling would keep him sustained forever and demanded he get a higher education. His parents wanted him to stay in Egypt but Atemu didn't want to be held under their shadow any longer. He was tired of having his life picked out for him and even worse, his father picking it out for him. He never respected the man and decided to go to a school offering the same program far away. He decided to pick the city that duel disk, a contraption used for Duel Monsters was invented, Domino, Japan.

He dried himself off quickly realizing the more he day dreamed the further behind he got. He was not good at early rising especially after coming in late from a tournament just several hours prior and was already way behind. He put his tight form fitting pants on and started to attach his wristbands and goth collar. He adored this form of fashion but could never get away with it in Egypt. He downed his cup of coffee quickly, despite it being extremely hot and shoved a piece of toast in his mouth. Luckily he was a block away from the school and he should still make it before the first class was over.

He looked over at his sleeping roommate, still passed out cold on the couch. I guess the man stayed up all night partying again and ended up not being able to make to his bed. He frowned, he knew his roommate had class that same morning and was going to wake him up when he saw the time. He was way later then he can afford to pause for.

Atemu darted out of his apartment and decided to take the stairs figuring he could run faster than the elevator. He was annoyed with himself for being late for his first day. He got halfway down the stairs noticing a few other people looking at him funny. When he finally looked down though he was at the bottom of the stairs already and proceeded to slam his fist into the wall in frustration. Back up the stairs he went to put his shirt on.

Atemu got to the school with twenty minutes of class to spare, rounding the corner in the main lobby to his first floor class. He had already found his classroom a week prior and before leaving on his tournament to insure he'd be prepared for today. The lights were off and he could hear the instructor talking loudly through the walls even. He tried to open the door as quietly as he could but it almost felt like it was rigged to make the loudest possible creaking noise you ever could hear. As he entered the classroom all eyes were trained on him. It wasn't a feeling he was necessarily opposed too, given his newly acquired fame, but he definitely didn't want to draw attention to himself the first day.

"Here we have our celebrity of the class everyone, who seems to think time isn't a factor for him" The older instructor announced pointing to Atemu as he entered the classroom recognizing who he was instantly. A lot of murmuring from the class could be heard including some gasps and laughs at the predicament. Atemu rubbed his hair in frustration trying to hide the blush on his face from being embarrassed. Luckily the room was still dark and no one could really make out his face.

"Sorry…" Atemu managed to say before making his way up the stairs and picking a seat open that was in the middle of the lecture hall. He would normally pick the back but as the back was often labelled the "bad kids spot" of the classroom, he figured he didn't need any more bad air around himself. As soon as he sat down the lights came on and the projector was turned off. Atemu was frustrated he had missed the entire lecture.

"So that's a brief overview of what we'll be learning in class. Egypt is a fascinating culture and we will have a lot to cover for the semester so make sure that you're all here on time and doing the daily reading I assign beginning of class each day" The instructor announced, his voice stern and eyes trained on Atemu while he said it. Atemu frowned; it was only one day he missed, why was he being targeted already?

Atemu looked around the room hoping to catch someone who had written down the required work to read but noticed only bored and yawning faces for the most part. He would mentally be raging at the fact no one paid much attention if he hadn't been late himself. His eyes caught a man a few people across from him circling stuff in his binder and looked like he was writing some stuff down. He leaned forward a bit as the instructor continued to lecture the class on the importance of the course for the entire program though Atemu wasn't paying much attention at this point. He was focused on the man writing trying to see if he could see what he was writing.

"Class dismissed!" The instructor said loudly snapping Atemu's attention back to the front of the class. He looked at the clock then to everyone starting to stand up and exit the lecture hall. He scanned the crowd for the man he saw earlier jotting things down and caught a glimpse of him walking out the left side door, opposite to where he entered from. He stood up nearly tripping over his seat and ran towards that exit. Before he could leave to catch up with the man, his instructor called to him.

"Oh and Atemu, despite being from Egypt I expect you here on time from now on. You never know what you'll learn about your how heritage" He said without looking at Atemu. Atemu narrowed his eyes, feeling the jab at him coming from the instructor was completely unnecessary. He would've snapped at the man if he didn't seriously want to find the student who was writing stuff down and get caught up. He whipped around and hurried out of the exit.

He ran down a few halls scanning them for any sign of his fellow classmate. He was about to give up by the fifth hallway he ran down before he saw him sitting on a bench at the far end of the hallway that was connected to the main University courtyard. He saw that the student was already unpacking his bag and pulling out some form of counter from it.

Now that Atemu caught a glimpse of the man, he couldn't help but draw similarities between them in appearance. The man had similar spikey try coloured hair and was about the same build as him only shorter by about a foot. He was wearing a long sleeved black shirt and grey vest over top of it with black tight pants. He smiled sensing the man was probably a fan, given their similar appearances. He figured it'd be easy enough to get the notes from a fan and pretty much predicted the reaction in his head. He smirked, knowing it'd probably only take a few sentences and he'd get the notes easily from the man. His classmate grabbed a bottle of water from his bag and began drinking it as Atemu walked up.

"Hey!" Atemu greeted, standing a few feet in front of his classmate. His classmate looked up to see who it was and nearly spit out his drink in shock.

"Y-You're…!" His classmate started a nervous tone proceeding from his lips making Atemu smile.

"Sorry about interrupting," Atemu smiled holding out a hand to his classmate, "My name is Atemu Sennen and you are?"

"duel king…" The man wandered off in thought almost like he was day dreaming.

"That's an odd name" Atemu grinned not retracting his hand and continued to wait patiently for the other classmate to acknowledge it. The man seemed quite nervous though it's nothing new for Atemu. Given his status now he knew most people knew him and saw him on T.V. during the matches and would react this way. Just as he predicted earlier.

"Ah…oh…sorry! My name is Yugi, Yugi Motou" the classmate quickly said shaking Atemu's hand, "It's really an honor…"

"Yugi eh? Nice name" Atemu smiled at Yugi as Yugi looked away and seemed embarrassed, "Guess we're in the same class!"

"Really?" Yugi seemed shocked by this making Atemu relieved that at least one person didn't see his late intrusion into the class. He took a seat beside Yugi and leaned back his tan skin next to the pale skin of Yugi's made for a very interesting contrast.

"Yea, I was a little late today" Atemu scratched his head before leaning forward and resting his arms on his legs. "I kind of missed the first lecture"

"You were dueling in Tokyo yesterday!" Yugi exclaimed nearly startling Atemu, "I mean…sorry, I was watching your match before class today."

"I figured you for a fan" Atemu grinned as Yugi looked down at his shoes looking slightly upset. Atemu raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding why Yugi looked upset all of sudden. He seemed like a soft spoken individual that surely he hadn't offended him yet. Was he reading the man all wrong already? No, Atemu was an expert at reading people and knew this was just a small detour around the obvious personality that was Yugi.

"I've always dressed like this…" Yugi said puffing his cheeks out a bit making it look like he was pouting almost. Atemu let out a laugh making Yugi look at him with an upset expression.

"Sorry I don't mean to laugh…no I wasn't commenting on your appearance," Atemu lied though he originally took him for a fan because of his appearance he realized that seemed to upset him and quickly thought up a new reason on the spot, "You were startled when you saw me, so I figured you've at least heard of me"

"Oh…!" Yugi smiled at him, "Yea! I am. It's really awesome how you rose up from beginner to becoming the duel king so quickly…"

Atemu dealt with fans all the time saying how they inspired him and how much they loved him and although he'd never call them a liar, it never felt sincere. It was like he was the new poster boy for the nobody becoming somebody and he felt a lot of his fan interactions were fake. They automatically assumed it without doing any sort of questions about him and it irritated him. He wasn't a nobody ever and he was tired of being that image for people. However, Yugi specifically mentioned his beginner status not his nobody status which made it refreshing for Atemu to hear. Though unique it wasn't completely out in left field from the reaction Atemu predicted.

"It took a lot of practice," Atemu began feeling comfortable to share a bit since Yugi didn't label him a nobody right away, "and a lot of luck."

"No way…" Yugi shook his head causing Atemu to be shocked at his response. "If you don't mind me saying that…I mean, I don't think it's luck at all…you just seem so good at reading people and your opponents. You're always one step ahead which is a talent and strategy in itself. I wouldn't call talent like that luck,"

Yugi continued to trail off describing Atemu's dueling skills but Atemu had already stopped listening at that point. He was focused on Yugi talking and saw just how happy talking about Atemu's duels made him. Why couldn't more of his fans be like this? It'd at least make more sense than how they usually deal with him.

Atemu shook his head to refocus just in time for Yugi to look at him expectantly.

"Well thanks Yugi, it's nice to hear that! …generally all you read in the paper's is how much luck I must have" Atemu chuckled, "I was wondering if you had what we needed to read by next Monday written down and what we covered today?"

"Oh! Yea I do" Yugi shuffled through his bag for a bit before pulling out a piece of paper and handing it to Atemu, "I wrote it down in my calendar book so you can have this"

"Thanks Yugi!" Atemu said taking the piece of paper and relaxing. A big wave of relief ran through Atemu's body like a train given he's been tense since he got out of his shower. Yugi couldn't begin to imagine how much stress this took off him for the day and how much he owed him one. Atemu stood up nodding to his classmate and was about to walk off before he stopped. Yugi seemed like such a fan and probably wasn't the type to meet celebrities that often. Thanks to Yugi also, Atemu was able to catch up on his homework and be ready for the next class. Atemu didn't want to owe someone a favour so early on in his University studies, so figured it might be best to pay Yugi back right away. He turned back to face Yugi with a determined look on his face to see that Yugi's face was looking a bit sad. Is he upset I was going to leave already?

"Anymore classes you have today?" Atemu asked Yugi as Yugi shook his head, "Good! Let's go out for coffee my treat"

"What?" Yugi asked nervously, "You don't have to repay me for the notes…you're a c-..classmate so I would've helped anyway…"

"You're going to pass up coffee with the king of games?" Atemu questioning boasting a bit to see if that'd work. Yugi stood up quickly putting his lunch and drink back in his bag. "That's more like it!"

Atemu nodded at Yugi before walking with him through the hallway. Yugi trailed a couple steps behind and remained silent almost as if he was shy. Atemu wasn't sure what kind of individual he was yet but he did pride himself at reading people. If he had to guess, he would take Yugi as a shy soft spoken timid guy who probably didn't interact with people much. No, it's not that he didn't interact, it was more he didn't have many friends.

"Sorry if I seem nervous…" Yugi spoke up softly causing Atemu to side glance at him, "...I don't talk to people much"

Bingo. Atemu shook his head to dismiss Yugi's apology as they continued to walk through the school. They got to the main entrance to the school where a lot of people were gathered. Atemu raised an eyebrow to the rather large group of students not understanding why they were all gathered at the door. They didn't have signs or anything and didn't look like they were handing anything out or organizing anything. When one of the group's eyes looked his way and they squealed loudly it all became clear.

"Atemu-sama!" Screamed one of the girls as a form of signal for the other camping students to rush over to him. He sighed and rubbed his forehead forgetting for a moment he was still a celebrity. The fans swarmed him and he tried his best to be as polite as possible while engaging with them as to not upset any of them. Answering their questions quickly and trying to get through them.

He finally looked behind him to where Yugi was standing and noticed he wasn't there anymore. He frantically looked around for Yugi but couldn't see him anywhere.

"Hey where's Yugi?" he asked the crowd as they all looked at him in a confused manner.

"Who's Yugi?"

"The guy I was just with"

"You were with a guy? When?"

Atemu rubbed his temples in frustration at the crowd not remembering he was just standing with someone. He apologized to the group and took off out the entrance to see if he could spot his classmate. Where on earth did he go? Atemu thought looking around. He needed to pay the favour back and was annoyed that Yugi had wandered off before he could.

Chapter 1 complete.

AN: So I wrote this chapter at the same time as Chapter 2 as a sort of introduction portion to the story. After these two chapters the story will progress with back and forth dialogue from Yugi and Atemu as the story is mainly told from their POVs. I'll try to make it obvious who is thinking what but I don't want to do too much "double talking" where things get re-explained yet again from the new individuals POV. I find that's a lot of unnecessary repetition and I'm going to try and make it flow better so wish me luck! And let me know if things get too confusing!