A Cat Named Atem

Disclaimer: I will never own Yu-Gi-oh. Why? Because I'm not that great to own it, besides, how could I write fics about something I own? I wouldn't so there's your answer.

A/N: Okies, I was looking through my pics of Yu-Gi-Oh, trust me I have over a hundred, and I found one where it was Yami/Atem as a neko or half cat half human and I was like "ZOMG! FIC IDEA!" Literatly, I said that, ask the little boy child, he'll prove it. ANYWAYS, I'm getting off topic. This is sort of like Pet Shop of Horrors but not really. Told in Yami/Atem's or Yugi's point of view, depending on what chapters and yes, this is my first shonen-ai for Yu-Gi-Oh! Okies, I'm getting too chatty, need to go and write this before I go insane with this idea! OH YEAH! This might also be a bit OOC in some parts. ENJOY!

Chapter One: Little Boy named Yugi

(Yugi's point of view)

I sighed for the umpteenth time that day. Mom and dad still weren't back from their vacation and Grandpa was somewhere in the shop below. Right, I'm in my room. I guess I should start from the beginning, like my name and whatnot. My name is Yugi Moto, I'm 15 years old and in high school, my sophmore year. I have no friends and no social life so why do I do anything for the weekend. I currently live with my grandfather, Solomon Moto, who runs Kame Turtle Game Shop. He's an okay kind of guy, I guess but he's always busy with the shop. I do live with mom and dad but only when they come back to Japan. Oh yeah, I live in Domino Japan, the famous city with Kaiba Corps., the same Kaiba Corps. that Seto Kaiba, teenage CEO runs.

My life, in short, is with a few things: wake up, get ready for school, go to school, come back home after some odd number of hours, eat, get ready for the next day and go to bed. As I said, short, like me. Yes, I am short, 5'2 to be exact and I'm none too proud of it, well at least my hair makes me look somewhat taller or shorter. I sat up on my bed after looking at the ceiling for some hours, just counting the little dots I see, I lost count after seven thousand, and went to my desk. There is probably one thing I am good at and that's drawing. I love to draw animals though, not the Duel Monsters cards, still life, plants, nothing like that, just animals.

Cats are my favorite animals. I love them to death, the way they purr, the way they don't care about anything as they lounge about; I guess you could say it's an envy/love relationship. I had quickly drawn a cat, a black one, sitting perfectly on a window sill, looking out at the fireworks. I shaded the cat, the sill, whatever I could to make it look real. I guess that I was exhausted when I started to draw the picture because my eyes began to droop and my head was nodding. I stretched and set my head down next to the drawing, just letting my eyes rest for a bit.

(Atem POV)

I felt it, that feeling again. Someone somewhere was content. Not content as in having had hot wild sex content but as in content at the moment with something they were proud of. I flicked my tail and looked around the room I was in. The furnature was of old Victorian style and the dark fabrics mixed and blended perfectly, though my eyes were trying to find a person first. The person I was looking for is what one would call a median. She took me in when I was younger, raised me to be polite, caring and kind even though I do have a possessive attitude.

"So, you felt it again. That must mean that the boy is near," the old woman said, walking in with a kettle and a tea cut on a tray. Setting the tray down, she quickly poured her some tea and sat in a plush chair. "Are you ready?"

"How do you know if it's a boy?" I asked, not looking at her anymore but more interested in the spot on the floor.

"Call it instinct. You had better get going Atem or you may never find him," she said, waving a wrinkled hand to the large oak door. I looked at said door as it creaked open.

I lost interest in that as well and looked back at the woman. "How will I find him?"

"Use your instincts." I nodded and went to her, giving her a kiss on the cheek before walking out. I heard the door close behind me and I looked back. No one had moved the door at all, it was like magic but it felt different. Sometimes that woman made my skin crawl.

I hurried out of the hallway where I could see statues, furnature and paintings, to the outside. I ran through the doors of a living room to another set of doors by the parlor and the foyer. Once I hit outside though, I could tell that no one had noticed. They see me but they don't at the same time. I didn't even know where the boy was but something told me to follow a path to lead to him. A gentle breeze flew by me and whispered something in my ear. "His name is Yugi."

A/N: Alright, there you guys go, first fic of the new year. I hope that you all like it and will review.