*Star*

I woke up alone. I didn't mind being alone though, I didn't really seem to mind anything at the moment. The ground was cold against my skin. Every inch of it seemed to be shivering at the touch of metal underneath me. I started to sit up, so that I may overlook my surroundings. I then looked over at the scene in front of me. There was nothing out of the normal. Or at least, what was normal for me. There was a destroyed building, still on fire. It looked as if there had been a massive explosion. I looked over the destroyed building with no sympathy in my eyes. Why? Well, that was simple. It's because a recently destroyed building seemed perfectly natural to me. Although the building was about a mile away, I could see it perfectly. This was also natural to me.

When I felt something warm seep down my back. I looked over to see a . . .cloth? Or maybe . . . ? No, it was a cloth. It was the only name I could think of at the time. Name? What was my name? Star-? Star what? No, there was more . . . . I shut my eyes in frustration as I tried to remember my name. No luck. I sighed, 'Star it is then.' I looked over to the right of me to see something else smoking, but it was very much smaller than the building. Due to the giant pieces of ruble, I couldn't see what it was. I let my curiosity take me to the smoke as I still held on to the cloth.

What I saw was a . . . .bike? No, it was a motorcycle. I hesitated, 'Yes, a motorcycle. A type of bike.' A voice again, but I accepted it. It was part of me so why shouldn't I? I looked past the motorcycle to see a gloved hand sticking out of the ruble. Out of pure curiosity I walked over to it and stared. Was this person alive? I felt some sympathy but felt no desire to move the ruble. At least not until I saw the hand moving. I decided to help whoever it was.

I dropped my cloth and started moving the ruble, piece by piece. When I was done, my handiwork revealed that the person was a man. Yusei, said a voice. I turned around to see who had said it but saw nothing. Yusei . . . It was the second time I heard it when I realized that it was coming from my head. Was that his name? If so, then how did I have knowledge of it? For some reason, this was something that I could not accept. With the knowledge that I had, I knew it was not normal for me to know someone's name if I have never met them before. And, I had never met Yusei before. I concluded that I did not simply know his name, but that the information was given to me from a voice inside my head.

Yusei was obviously heavily injured. Blood was showing itself through his pant leg and his right arm was twisted in an unnatural position. I crouched down next to him with my arms wrapped around my knees. At this point it was getting dark and the chill was getting to me, but I hesitated before getting my newly acquired cloth. Yusei was starting to stir in his sleep and I did not want to bother him, but freezing to death wasn't so appealing, so I grabbed my cloth and wrapped it around myself

I heard a noise coming from Yusei and I immediately dropped my cloth to check up on him. The blood from his leg hadn't stopped flowing and he seemed to unconsciously clutch his arm in pain. "I'm sorry . . . Father." I heard him utter in his nightmare. I debated with myself for a minute. I could use the cloth to help wrap up his wound and help him warm up, but then that would leave me exposed and I would probably die myself.

Then the idea hit me! I brilliant idea! I quickly ripped off a sizable piece of cloth and tied it around the wound on his leg, helping to stop the blood. I moved Yusei so that he was leaning against a rock and I sat next to him. Pulling the cloth closer, I draped it around both Yusei and myself. Much better. It wasn't long until the warmth coming from Yusei consumed me. I sighed in relief as I was finally able to sleep.

*Yusei*

I was reliving my latest duel. Fuji, a power-hungry, corporate from Yilaster had stolen my Stardust Dragon, and had unfairly set it up as a prize for our duel. It was a turbo-duel, my specialty. On each of the players runners was a bomb that would detonate if one of then either stopped or lost the duel. Unfortunately the duel had ended in a draw, causing both of their runners to explode. I was faster than Fuji and had just barely escaped the fires that consumed him.

It was in my nightmare that I had realized that I had lost Stardust Dragon. My treasure. The last and only thing I had to remember my father. "I'm sorry . . . Father." I said to myself in the coldness of my nightmare. It wasn't very long before I felt a warmth. A bright light came out of nowhere and started consuming my darkness. It was beautiful, and so familiar. I didn't fight as it dragged me out of my slumber.

I woke up panting and sweating. I tried to wipe my face with my hand, only to realize that I was wiping it with some sort of blanket. I looked in front of me to see the sun barely rising over the horizon. It revealed the one and only home I had ever known in my entire life. My right arm hurt like hell and it was obvious that it was broken. I looked down at my leg that was starting to become numb. It was wrapped with a piece of cloth and was stopping the bleeding that came from the large gash in my leg. "I didn't wrap that . . . ." I said to myself, "Who-?"

I got my answer soon enough when I felt something beside me turn. "Hmm," it said in it's sleep. I looked at the gray head beside me that had turned in it's sleep. It was a . . .girl. I felt the blood rush to my face as I realized that whoever was next to me, sharing the blanket with me, was completely naked. It wasn't like I hadn't seen someone naked before, I just had never seen a naked girl before.

My heart started throbbing like crazy, but that's not what worried me. What really worried me was that 'something else' started throbbing at the same time. Whoa! NOT the time! I mentally shouted at myself as I quickly scampered back. Surprisingly, the movement did not wake her up, but it did move the blanket and uh, 'revealed' her somewhat. I bit my lip in frustration as I felt my groin grow tight against my jeans. I maintained myself though, as I replaced the blanket over her and then backed away from her on the other side of the small clearing of ruble.

Despite my leg, I was able to move around quite fine. (Save for a very obvious limp) After about ten minutes of watching the sleeping girl, I decided to go and look for my runner. When I did find it, I realized that it wasn't far from the campsite, but it was almost completely destroyed. I groaned at all the modifications I was going to have to completely when I got back. I went back, leaving my runner, to see that she had been revealed again. She must have move in her sleep. I decided not to bother her this time, but let her sleep. I turned my head so that I didn't have another awkward moment in staring at her.

The waiting gave me time to think. Well, there was time, but there was too many distractions. I turned around and stared, fixated on the creamy white skin and the light gray hair that draped itself around her shoulders. She contained all the womanly curves you would expect one to have, and more. I licked my lips and then held myself in a fantasy.

I leaned closer to the girl and kissed her passionately. Her lips were salty yet soft. I traced my tongue on then, asking for entrance, which she complied to immediately. I obtained dominance within her mouth, exploring it with my tongue. She moan a little at the movement. I smiled as I started-

I forced myself out of my fantasy and held my head down in shame. I had NEVER thought about this with other girls. (No matter how revealing their clothing was) So why was I doing it now? I sat down and groaned in my shame. What was I going to do?

*Narrator*

The young man with spikey raven hair and gold streaks looked down at his deck although he knew that his favorite card was no longer within it, but he needed something to distract him from the situation that he was currently in.

It had taken a lot of courage, (not to mention self-control) for him to step up once again and rewrap the blanket around the sleeping (naked) girl in front of him. It was obvious that she was the one who had saved him somehow and for that he was grateful, and duty-bound, to help her.

He couldn't move very well at the moment due to the fact that he had an injured leg, and that he didn't want to wake up the girl. (This was partially due to the fact that he liked watching her sleep, although his pride would never allow him to admit it.) So, Yusei waited for his friends, hoping that they didn't just assume that he was dead.