Me: YAY!! ANOTHER FANFIC!!

Ryou: Why in the bloody hell am I here?

Me: Because you're my next victim for my next fanfic!

Ryou: Oh no…

Me: Don't worry, it won't be long until you're also forgotten just as the other 1000 fanfics I tried writing and only ended up failing in shame…

Ryou: Like you posting up a fanfic isn't shame enough… -mutters-

Me: ….

Ryou: -smilesweatdropinnocence-

Me: Anyways, a rule just like another, I am not posting up any chapters until I get one review for each, since this is a yugioh based fanfic as well I'm kind of scared of posting it up, afraid it will follow death more then popularity since yugioh is a pretty much dead series. So I'm crossing my fingers hoping that good comes out of this fanfic.

Ryou: It won't…

Me: -Glares-

Chapter 1: Feline spark

It's been years since the millennium items had been sealed away by the pharaoh and the lost souls were laid to rest.

And so life went on for the previous owners of the millennium items, even on the last year of their high school life Yugi didn't hit puberty quite yet. Ryou sighed and leaned his chin down on his arms as they lay crossed on the top of the desk, he trying his best to pay attention to the teacher.

It was math class though, how could he possibly even dream of paying attention to the teacher? It wasn't that he was bad in math though, Ryou passed all of his classes with incredible marks, making him one of the highest ranked students in the school, but he just thought this class to be one of the less interesting since he understood everything already.

He thought his life was going to remain this dull for the rest of his life. The same old things, the same old events, the same old ritual every day for the rest of his life, oh he knew there would be some differences from day to day, maybe instead of school it would be work, or college, he felt like the days of his life was just put on replay….

He sighed, thinking this as he glanced over to his supposed friends playing duel monsters by the window as they always did…Their last year of high school and they were still playing that game.

Then again, it was almost the end of high school and he was still with the very same old friends, not even trying to make new ones, and he had been single through all of his high school, which had been the root of his bullying starting up again.

No, no it was far from being the same as the very mild elementary bullying where all that would be taken is your lunch money and maybe a bit of your pride…High school bullying was the worst, he thought as he walked by the second floor window to glance out seeing no one at the front of the school yard, he was able to grab his things and start on his walk home.

He stopped though, glancing over his shoulder, feeling as if someone had been following him home. His hazel eyes studied behind him and around, seeing he was the only one walking on his street as usual…Maybe he was just being paranoid. He stopped a little before his home, walking over to a bush, he pulled out a small box from its hidden place, peering inside a smile came across his lips: "Hello there."

Inside the box was a small white kitten, ears still bent forward and eyes barely able to see yet. Ryou opened his bag and pulled out a very small pacifier bottle, placing the small end near the kitten's mouth to feed it: "Seems like you're doing much better today…" Ryou laid his chin onto the top of his knee's, quite proud of himself for rescuing the small kitten, if only he had been able to bring it inside, his caretaker allergic to cats, he found himself having to hide the small creature to take care of it.

Ryou giggled as he stroked his finger over the round tummy of the kitten: "You've drunk more then enough for today. Soon you'll be all better and you'll be able to leave this place and make other friends." He heard the kitten mew and gently stroked the top of the kittens head.

Just then he heard rustling around him, he stopping dead in his stroke as he heard cackling and steps heading his way: "Well well, looks like we found ourselves a kitten saver." One of the shorter kids chuckled declaring: "Look, it's so small and cute." He said as he grabbed the kitten from the box, Ryou grabbing onto the elder teenagers arm: "NO!!"

One of the other kids grabbed Ryou from behind, locking his arms behind his back: "Oh no! We've been wondering what's had you so pleased these days." The blue haired teenager behind Ryou keeping him from moving smirked, glancing up to the red head that held the kitten by his scruff, the kitten unable to mew and frozen in it's movement. Completely defenseless as the teenager dropped the kitten then with all his strength kicked it into a tree before starting to laugh: "Such a small thing! You disgust me Ryou!"

Ryou stood there shocked, face wet from tears and his entire small body trembling, ignoring the teenager behind him as he said in a mocking apologetic tone: "Oh sorry, were you attached!? More attached to a kitten then finding yourself a girlfriend, you just gotta be gay!"

Ryou couldn't even answer, all that work, saving the poor creature and he couldn't even protect it, he was weak, and maybe the kids were right he was disgusting, unable to save such a small thing, killed because of his own pathetic ness. He glanced over to the unmoving form at the foot of the tree, motionless, his only friend…The only thing that depended on him…Gone.

He closed his eyes tightly and just dashed off, running as fast as he could towards his home, not even looking back, he dashed up into his room and only there did he stop, sliding against the door to a sit, he hugged his knee's close to his chest and finally let all the pain go.

The next morning, the whole ritual began once more. Although usually he would've stopped at the bush to feed the kitten before he was off. And just in case the kitten was still alive he made his little stop at the secluded bush, glancing down at the empty box, his eyes watered once more and he sat down sighing and wondering what stroke of bad luck hit him as to hurt such an innocent soul. Although he glanced towards where the corpse should be and blinked, seeing it gone…Maybe fed off of by a on passing coyote or crow, fox maybe, he wasn't sure, nor did he want to find out.

He went on his way towards school; suddenly it began to rain only to make his morning even worst. He closed his eyes, remembering that he forgot to grab his umbrella, so he just waited at the street corner for the light to change. He was early so he didn't really care if the street light took ages to turn. As the red light changed white to let him cross, he went on his way, only barely noticing a tall long black haired man dressed in a black trench coat, fitting top and leather pants holding a small white figure close, which he barely recognized as his kitten. The whole world seemed to go slow motion as they crossed path, before he stopped and glanced back at the black haired man, eyes wide and confused as he watched him walk off.

TBC