I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters/places/items. [Kazuki Takahashi]
Though hopefully this storyline is original, and is copyright of me. [Teloka]
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No animals were harmed in the making of this Fanfiction, though some Yu-Gi-Oh! characters became rather annoyed. O.o
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Taste the rainbow
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||This is a POV change or Flashback||
-Yami to Yugi-
-:Yugi to Yami:-
"Talking"
'Thoughts'.
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Chapter 1:
||Yami's Point Of View||
-Yugi? Hikari, wake up. We must get you to school little one-
Two minds interlocked, and spoke mentally; anyone else within the small bedroom would have heard nothing.
-: Yami, when will you learn? I thought we had this sorted out. There is no school on a Saturday. Now go back to sleep :-
Oh how utterly obtuse of me. That's right. No school of a Saturday. But I know that… It must be the strange unbalanced sensation. I am worrying too greatly, and forgetting the more important things. I should just forget this feeling. But I cannot. It is so strange… I fear for my Hikari, even though anything that threatens him, would probably threaten the rest of this modern world.
I continually get the impression that the world spins the wrong way, and that something deep within the soul of the very planet is out-of-order, or more… dizzy, if that is the right word. For at least a week now I have felt this way, but I still do not see any change in daily life.
Why yes, an entire week, for this mornings events are an exact copy of what happened seven days past.
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||Flashback||
-Yugi, hurry my Hikari, you will be late for school!-
I roused my Hikari, still perplexed by the fact that the clock he keeps by his side at night, had not given that horrible noise and awoken him. By the numbers there, those I was learning to read, I could tell that Yugi would have to run to make it to the school on time. It had happened before.
And every time he was late, I felt responsible. I should have always woken him sooner, or not wasted his precious time with worthless words, when he could have been dressing, or packing.
That night, I had awoken within my soul room, and left the safety of the puzzle, to protect my light from the dark presence I could feel near my heart. Yet there was nothing moving in the room apart from my sleeping Aibous' body, and I.
I had then decided to spend the night awakened, and leaning upon the plastered wall, so different to the wonderful smooth palace walls I left behind, so long ago.
The strangest thing is that even once I was asleep, nothing should have caused me to fall, for I have a strange, and unusually perfect sense of balance. But soon after my head had fallen to my chest, I felt something hard hit the side of my skull, knocking my temple brutally.
Expecting an attack I had sprung to an offensive pose, only to find the room as empty as it was when I had apparently dozed off. I had merely fallen and hit my head. And it remained the same tense atmosphere until the young innocence had awoken, and informed me it was Saturday, a holiday, a weekend. A day that he did not have to go to school.
||End Flashback||
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And now it is one week later, and the strange unbalanced feeling remains. There is nothing visible to show of this upset, or even something that I can pinpoint with my senses. If it is a dark force, I should feel the likeliness to my own dark magic, especially if it seeks to harm my Hikari.
And of course, if it was a light power, I would feel it burn my skin, and sting my eyes. It would shine, just like Yugi, my own light.
And so, unaware of what is coming, but the foreboding feeling that it comes, I wait. No longer wishing to risk damage to myself as I did by falling and hitting the side of my head on Yugi's small chest of draws, I sit crossed legged on the floor, my hands folded gently in my lap.
I wait.
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||General Point of View||
A pair of warm violet eyes fluttered open, one stopping half way up, the other opening a little wider. The grogginess of sleep plastered the young boys face.
Stretching luxuriously the sheets tightened around his form before loosening as he yawned and lay back, closing his eyes again. Yet sleep would not return, for adrenalin had begun to pump down Yugi's veins, his mind already racing with ideas of the beautiful day ahead.
Eyes springing open once more, Yugi pushed his hands down beside him, sitting up. Looking around the room, purple hued gaze fell upon another form, almost identical to himself, who sat cross-legged and blissfully asleep.
Yugi had huge innocent eyes of a gentle purple, and golden bangs which fell in front of his face. But the rest of his hair was more unusual. A magenta star spread outwards from his scalp, and was filled by a smaller star of darker ebony. Yami was much the same, though the points of his tri-coloured hair for some reason appeared sharper, and a few of the golden bangs had straightened and joined the star. His eyes, unlike Yugi's, were harsh and fierce, but of the same rich hue.
Yugi swung his legs over the edge of the bed, reaching up to the roof in another, wakening stretch, squinting as a breeze flew over a tree, or some vegetation that obscured his window and light fell in, illuminating his pale face.
"Yami…?" He whispered quietly, wondering if the dark side was actually asleep for once, in an amazing feat. There was no reply, and Yugi found himself blinking in shock.
Yami was always awake first. How odd. And he'd even been up earlier, trying to provoke Yugi into rising. How long ago had that been? Early. Perhaps Yami had, for once, taken his Hikari's advice and gone back to sleep. Still odd.
Moving as quietly as he could, Yugi approached the window, and slid it up and open, promptly putting his head outside into the clear morning air. Resting his elbows on the sill, Yugi sighed, completely lost in his own world as the warm breeze ruffled his hair and the collar of his pale blue star spangled pyjamas.
'Today's gonna be great! It's only the morning, and already I feel fantastic!'
How wrong he was, to think such a thing. Today was the day. Today, everything changed.
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"Grandpa!" Yugi called as he walked downstairs, and out towards the 'Shop' area of the home that he shared with his grandfather.
Solomon Motou was standing at the counter, his back facing Yugi, but at the first words of his grandson the elderly man turned and smiled. "Good morning Yugi. You want some breakfast? Though you look more like your ready for bed"
He was referring of course, to Yugi's clothes; he had not bothered to change from his pyjamas just yet.
"I'll get it grandpa"
Only recently had the Motou residence return to normal. After the defeat of Maximillian Pegasus, Yugi and his grandpa had been reunited, or rather, Yugi's grandpa was reunited with his soul.
And life had not completely returned to the way it was. For someone new also inhabited the house.
The spirit form of the five thousand year old Pharaoh, Yami.
Yugi had released Yami from his prison, the Millennium Puzzle, and now together they were a part of each other's soul. Yami looked strangely alike to Yugi, or maybe it was Yugi who was strangely resembled the Pharaoh?
But aside from this small fact, life was as it was before Pegasus's interference, and before Yugi became crowned 'King of Games'. Of course the title was not really what Yugi had fought for, but Grandpa was proud of Yugi's achievement.
And besides, it brought in more business.
"How are you this morning my boy?" Solomon asked, as Yugi scuttled around the corner and through an open door into the kitchen, obviously ready for breakfast.
"I'm great Grandpa!" Yugi replied, voice cheerful, happy and sweet as always. Solomon nodded, about to bend back to examining a few new items that had arrived in a package earlier that morning, when a crash brought his attention straight to the kitchen.
"Yugi? Yugi are you alright?" For a man of his age he was very agile, darting from around the counter to look into the kitchen. Yugi was sitting on the floor, a pot hanging off his head at a strange angle, the spike of purple hair upon which it was suspended bending naturally under its weight.
The boy's pale face had a distinct crimson tint as he sat in the pile of pots, pans and bowls, spread-eagled half lying on his back and half sitting, one leg up in the air.
'clangclang' Went the items around Yugi, banging together as he righted himself to a sitting position, which had obviously not been easy in the pile of pans which moved when Yugi did, meaning he had had no stable ground upon which to get himself straight.
Blinking at the scene before him, Solomon chuckled down at his grandson, who gave a guilty yet innocent look, before plucking the pot from his head and tossing it down beside him, sighing.
"Sorry Grandpa…" The boy said after a moment of silence that was broken only by the aged mans stifled laughs.
"It's ok Yugi. Here, let me help you up" Walking over to the youth, a wrinkled hand outstretched and Yugi grasped it firmly, being hauled to his feet. "Now, what were you doing Yugi, to have caused all these to fall on top of you?"
Yugi blushed again, looking down at the mess strewn all over the floor, before scratching the back of his head. "I was trying to get…" Yugi turned around to the open cupboard that was just above his reach.
A few pots remained inside, though all where disturbed from their original positions.
"That" Yugi's finger pointed a box of breakfast cereal that was behind the pots, and he frowned. "I couldn't reach Grandpa, so I sorta… jumped…"
At this Solomon shook his head, the strands of grey that fell in front of his face in the exact same formation as Yugi's swaying back and fourth. "Yugi, I've told you before. If you can't reach anything, call me, or use the foot ladder like I do!" However he wasn't mad, and that was made obvious by the hearty chuckles that escaped his lips, breaking what he tried to keep a calm sentence. Reaching up over Yugi's head, Solomon grabbed the box, and lifted it above the few pots still inside the cupboard, handing it to Yugi.
"Now I'll help you clean this up, or you can do it by yourself. If you want my help though, it'll have to be before I open shop"
Although most boys of Yugi's age probably would have much rather made their grandfather do all, or at least half of the work, Yugi planned to fix up his own mistake, so he nodded, taking the carton and setting it on the bench as Solomon walked back out to the Game Shop.
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'All done' Yugi thought as he placed the last pot back inside the cupboard and shut the door, sliding down off the bench. Why they had such high cupboards in this place was beyond him. His grandpa was not what one would call 'tall' either, though those few inches above Yugi helped.
"Grandpa?" Yugi walked out to the store, leaning on the counter and putting his head sideways on his arms, "Can I go out? I want to see if I can predict where Joey is today."
Solomon laughed and looked down from the ladder he was using to give him enough height to secure a poster to the wall behind the counter. Yugi took this moment to scan the images and text, it was telling of a small tournament being held in town today, one Yugi already knew about. Joey was sure to be there, probably ready to show off his 'amazing' duel monsters skills to all the pretty girls.
The grandfather spoke. "Of course you can Yugi. But I would predict that Joey would still be asleep. It's only 10:30 am, what could you be thinking Yugi my boy?"
Yugi's face creased into a smile, but he attempted a frown. "Aw hey, that's not fair! He's been up by 10 once!" That brought upon some laughter from the elder, who clambered down from the ladder, and glanced up the stairs towards Yugi's room.
"Speaking of late risers, where's Yami?"
Yugi blinked.
He'd completely forgotten about Yami, "Uhhm. Sleeping, last time I was up there" Having gone up to get changed not too long ago, he'd been expecting to find Yami sorting his cards or trying to figure out new combinations for dueling, but was most surprised to find the former pharaoh still snoozing by the wall.
"Well, sure. Go ahead. If you plan on staying out after lunch, contact me ok?"
Yugi nodded and grabbed his backpack from the floor near the door, looking over his shoulder and waving with a grin before darting out onto the streets of Domino City.
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Glancing down at his watch, Yugi gave a start and jumped up from where he had been sitting. The fact that he had been perched in a tree was not good, for the sudden rush of movement caused a dull thud to resound through the park as Yugi's head hit the branch above him, and the boy wobbled, almost falling off.
Leaves dropped down from the tree loosened by the shaking of the bough, and Yugi watched them fall as he sat back down, rubbing his head with a hand and trying to refocus.
"Gee, I must have been sitting here for ages! It's already quarter to twelve, I'll be rushing to make it in time for the tournament" Yugi said quietly to himself, swinging down from the branch of the tree to land on the ground, stifling a yelp as a heat flared in his foot, and he hopped up and down a few times.
Checking his watch again, Yugi set off down the small path kicking up leaves and dust as he went. 'Gotta.Run.Faster' Yugi slung the backpack around his shoulders, clutching at the twin straps that looped over his chest as he ran.
However he'd been able to loose so much time thinking about Pegasus was a mystery. He'd be reliving the nightmare that had taken place on the Duelist Kingdom Island, luckily he'd stopped before entering the Shadow Realm once more. That was something he definitely didn't wish to re-call.
Something wasn't right.
The absence of the puzzle bouncing up and down, the lack of the thin rope rubbing around his neck struck Yugi suddenly and he instantly placed his hands where the puzzle should have been.
An image hit him, the puzzle sitting on his beside table. He'd been about to put it on, but had forgotten when Yami had moved in his sleep. Oh well. It wasn't that bad a thing, right?
Well… if Yami took control, he'd get there quicker, that was for sure. It didn't matter now. If he tried to go to the Turtle Game Shop first and pick up the puzzle, he'd never get there on time.
Bounding as fast as he could over the street, Yugi sped from the haven of trees and flowers that was the park, and streaked up the pavement. The tournament was being held at the school, and the school was at least 10 minutes decent run away.
'Heh… Yami was right. I do have school today' Weaving in and out of people, Yugi was for once, grateful of his small size and was proud to feel he was making good time.But that stopped when an arm stuck out from an alleyway to his left, and he charged right into it, his nose stinging with pain at the contact with the trunk like arm.
Deciding it better to save any possible cause for a fight, Yugi turned, ready to apologize to the supposedly unsuspecting person, but the words caught on his lips when a pair of cold brown eyes stared at him hard.
"Bakura…?"
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That was a rather evil cliffhanger, I know. Sorry people. I'm trying to figure out whether to continue this one or not. Because really 'Unbalanced' was originally just 'coz I was having writers block on my other Fanfiction 'Undecided Fate' (Note: I like to start titles with 'Un'… XD). Even if I only get one review I'll continue.
And don't eat me if Yami seems a little bit out of character. Eat the rainbow, but don't eat me. The rainbow would taste better anyway. o.o
I hope you like this story. More will be revealed in the next chapter, but I must warn readers that Yugi gets hurt soon. And no, I don't hate Yugi, 'I heart Yugi' as my shrine goes. (Yes, I created a Yugi shrine ^^) But he will come to pain soon. But that's not for a few chapters.