Author's Note: Hey! This is my first Yugioh fanfiction, so please excuse me if the characters are slightly OOC. I got this idea from another fanfiction I read a long time ago, and can't find again. I'm sorry, I don't remember the name of it, so if the person who wrote that fanfiction reads this, I'm sorry for it seeming like I stole your idea, but I promise this fic won't be the same. And, if you can, please send me the name of your fic so I can read it again! It was one of my favorites, but I didn't have an account at the time so I couldn't save it. Also, I'm sorry this chapter's short, but I just wanted to set the plot this chapter. I promise it will get longer as the story goes on.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.
Chapter One: Elna What?
Yugi Moto was an average boy; well he was average until he met the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle. After that, his life was more than average. However, now, after Atem moved on to the afterlife, Yugi felt his life was dull. He sighed as he swept the shop for his grandfather.
I miss him, Yugi thought. I miss our adventures. I even miss Bakura.
A tear came to Yugi's eye as he thought of all the fun him and the spirit of the Puzzle had together. He wished Atem choose to stay. Unlike Bakura, whose spirit had been banished, he had a choice to stay and live his life in this time. But, after receiving his memories, he said his thanks and left. Sometimes Yugi resented him for that choice, but most of the time he felt like his heart was breaking inside of his chest.
"I wish you were still here, Yami," Yugi whispered as he clung to the Millennium Puzzle.
Yugi sighed as he, once again, began sweeping.
"Yugi," Yugi's grandfather, Solomon, yelled. "I have exciting news!"
"What is it, grandpa," Yugi asked, his interest peeked.
"I've been invited to a dig in Egypt," the old man exclaimed. "We're looking for the ruins of Elna Kura!"
"Really," Yugi asked. "What's Elna Kura?"
"It was a village in Atem's time," Solomon said. "They said it was a village of thieves…"
Yugi's face looked distracted and sorrowful as he thought back to his friend.
"Do you think Bakura lived there at one time," the tri-haired boy asked distractedly.
"I don't know," Solomon said gently, once he saw his grandson's face. "But, we can find out. Why don't you come with me? It is summer break."
Yugi's face lit up, and he nodded hurriedly.
"I would love that," he yelled. "Thanks, grandpa!"
His grandfather laughed heartedly as Yugi jumped up and hugged him.