Me: Gwaaa! Hello everyone! I know this is quite unexpected, but I have decided to start working on two fanfics at the same time! Don't start thinking that I won't keep up with them though! Judging by my previous fanfic, I can do them pretty well. continues bragging until she starts the story

Don't own yugioh

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Decisions, Decisions

Master Malik was angry.

Rishid strolled down the side walk, towering over everyone he passed by. Standing at nearly 6'3, he looked like a giant. His long purple-black cloak wrapped around him, he was quite the intimidating sight.

Master Malik was angry.

Rishid had been sent on an errand. Being Malik's right hand man, of course he was appointed to the job. He was sent to retrieve something. Anything really that would ease Master Malik's mind. Rishid sighed, stopping as he stood by a small coffee shop. He could use a cup.

Taking off his hood, he pushed open the door and walked inside. Consistent chattering continued amongst the customers. Nothing out of the ordinary. Rishid pondered, then sat at a stool near the bar. He blinked slowly as he examined everyone around him. Nothing dangerous, he'd be fine…

"How can I help you, hun?" The voice belonged to a woman. Rishid turned around to expect some old waiter, but instead, he got a lot better. A woman, only shoulder length to him, leaned on the counter top, giving Rishid a smug, yet gentle look. Her hair was a cool dark green and her eyes were emerald. She wasn't young, but she wasn't old. He stared at her, amazed.

The lady gave him a quizzical look, shaking her hand in front of him. "Hello? Anyone in there? Hey, buddy, I'm up here." Rishid cleared his throat as he realized he was staring at her chest. She giggled, only making Rishid feel more uneasy.

"Yes, well." Rishid fought to keep his eyes on hers and was careful not to trail over her body. "I'd just like a cup of coffee, no sugar and little cream, please." She tilted her head, her face smug again.

"Oooh. Tough guy, huh? Like your coffee strong?" Rishid blinked, he was taught not to show much emotion, but it just kept getting harder and harder. The lady turned, yelling.

"Hey, Katsuya! Cup of coffee, make it strong!" She turned back to Rishid, smiling. "So, whatcha doing here? You're new, aren't you?"

Rishid's eyes narrowed only slightly and he blinked. "I am here on business. Nothing too big."

The lady smiled warmly, making Rishid's insides melt. "Really? What are you? A bouncer?"

Rishid swallowed. Why all the questions?! "Um…yes ma'am. Well uh, not exactly. I'm just…" He paused. "…a bodyguard."

The lady snorted. "Oh, don't give me that 'ma'am' crap. Just call me Jin. And what's your name, handsome?" Rishid swallowed again, feeling his face heat up slightly. A tall man came to the front counter, giving Rishid his coffee. He toyed with the handle, biting his lip.

"My name is Rishid." He looked at her, his golden eyes tense. She wasn't fazed at all. In fact, she laughed. Laugh!!

"Haha! You seem more like Rishi-kun to me." Rishid felt his face twitch slightly. What a woman…

Rishid finished his cup of coffee as he conversed with Jin, well…actually it was she that was talking. Rishid just listened. Turned out that she was single, age 28, and was also living on her own. Rishid blinked. Wow. She had a gentle smile that caused him to feel…happy? Ahh, he didn't know. Finally, he stood up.

"I am sorry to leave, Miss Jin, but I have important duties to attend to." He turned, walking out the door. He knew what to get Master Malik…

"What a strange man…" Jin pondered as she took his cup and began working again.

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9:35 pm

Jin gave a great yawn as she turned out the lights of the coffee shop. It was her turn to lock up. She walked to the door, turning the key in it and checking the knob. Satisfied, she turned, held her coat closer to her, and began walking down. It was night and slightly chilly, so she shivered.

"How lovely…" She breathed, seeing her breath in the air. She sighed. Back home again…

Suddenly, she heard light footsteps following her. Before she could turn, a rough hand that held a damp cloth covered her mouth and nostrils. She fought as best she could, but didn't stand a chance against her attacker. Slowly, she drifted into darkness, only remembering to golden eyes looking at her softly.

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Me: Ha! So what did ya think? I'm still working on it…well anyways yea.