Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Warnings: Graphic violence, death, coarse language.
Author's notes:
Hi! This is FC speaking! This is me and Zoo's first joint fic though you all know we have done previous Yu-Gi-Oh! fics, so
hopefully you'll like it just as much ^^. Oh! And this fic is an AU, so don't complain about any plot inconsistencies ;P
Well, I'll be doing the odd chapters. Zoo here, will do the even.
Zoo: o.O;; YAH!!!! I'm on fire!!!
FC: *sweatdrops*
Enjoy ^^
*************************************
"There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms…"
- TS Elliot, "The Hollow Men"
******************************************************************
Vampires. The Children of the Dark. Once considered to be demons, they were given an entire separate classification
due to their uncanny resemblance to humans. Perhaps, it is questioned, they _were_ once humans. Yet… why had they
become who they are now? Why are they so darkly different?
Enough questions. In the realm of the vampires, there needs not to be an answer…
**********************************************************
Chapter 1 – Enter the Night Stalkers
~Earth, 2000 AD.~
Mutou Yuugi waited impatiently, his blunt pencil wavering between his index and middle fingers. The 16 year
old was always considered short for his age, ebony hair edged with crimson protruding at peculiar angles while golden
bangs lined his innocent face. Violet eyes half closed with boredom as he waited for the dragging lesson to finish.
Across from him, a tall blonde, Katsuya Jounochi, swung back on his chair lazily. Jounochi currently had his hands
behind his head; his bored dark chocolate eyes examining the dull white ceiling. Yuugi smiled briefly at his friend's
complete lack of concentration towards the teacher. He had found that over the years they had known each other, Jou
didn't seem to have an extremely long attention span in school. Outside, the tall blonde could do what he wanted, but in
the stuffy buildings made for learning, his attention flew out the open window. And how could Yuugi himself argue
with such logic?
Yuugi's questioning eyes roamed around the room, landing on Masaki Anzu, another friend of his. She was
showing more application than Jounochi, though not a whole lot more. Brown hair blew gently around the sides of her
face while her large cerulean eyes faced the teacher. They abruptly turned to one side when the girl felt someone
watching her. Anzu glanced at Yuugi, flashing him a quick smile before turning back to the lecturer.
Quickly pivoting his gaze, Yuugi found himself glancing at Hiroto Honda. Said brunette measured higher than
Jou, his lanky frame matching his pointed hairstyle, an anomaly to no end. He too had no attention span whatsoever,
apart from being seemingly content with making a plane out of paper.
A small sigh escaped through Yuugi's lips as he stared at the clock above the black board, surrounded by
informative posters of the English language. He intently watched the seconds' hand tick slowly around the face,
drawing each second out to its longest extent. It struck the 12 o'clock mark and a loud piercing bell rang through the
hushed classroom. Yuugi jumped to his feet, grabbing his books as he did. He stuffed them under his arm and rushed to
the door, finding Jou on his left.
Other countless bodies dragged the short boy out into the frantic corridor where he broke free from the crowd
and headed to his locker. Twisting the lock combination, he opened the solid
metal door and grabbed his backpack. There, Yuugi stuffed his various books in the crammed space before slamming it
shut, grinning broadly at Jou as the blonde did the same.
"Man does that lesson drag" Jou mumbled, shouldering his bag.
Yuugi smiled teasingly "Every lesson drags to you Jou" he grinned, walking out through the double doors into the
sunlit grounds.
"I'm tellin you, dat ole bat's got it in for me." The taller of the two continued to grumble.
Yuugi just laughed as they continued to walk down the hard
tarmac pavement.
******************************************************************
~Shadow World, Reign of the Game King~
Dark clouds rumbled threateningly overhead, muffling any hopes of sunlight. Rain flew down in torrents,
pummeling against the ground to soak its once-dry surface. Now, it pelted down mercilessly on a single girl as she ran,
bare feet slipping in the pasty mud. Wet strands of brown hair clung to her sodden face as she dared a quick glance over
her shoulder. She suddenly tripped over a tree root and fell to her knees, though she picked her self up and continued
her mad dash across the landscape.
Ghastly dripping trees, made even more menacing by the shadowy darkness, seemed to grapple and sway with
unnatural life. The girl brushed a stray lock of soaking hair from her face in an all too nervous gesture.
She abruptly let out a diminutive scream as she hit something bodily in front of her. Strong hands grabbed her arms
above her elbows; dark crimson eyes staring into frightened green ones.
"Where did you think you were going?" A smooth voice rippled out over the splattering rain.
Crystalline tears rolled in defeat from her emerald eyes as the taller figure smirked slightly, revealing two identical
protruding teeth, pure as snow, glistening in contrast to the darkness that surrounded them. Strands of forked lightning
shot itself out of the blackened clouds, the light illuminating his features.
He was a rather handsome youth with ivory-white skin, crowned with a rugged fringe of spiky black and crimson
hair. Like the bolts of lightning themselves, jagged streaks of pure gold ran along the side of his hair, some falling to
cling against his unnaturally beautiful face. Ruthless crimson eyes bore down on the girl's terrified expression. Another
flash of lightning arced across the darkened sky, reflecting off silver spikes studded around an ebony collar, which
partially hid his pale neck.
She uttered a small whimper as he ran a finger over her face, catching a single tear. He then held the finger towards
his mouth, a scarlet tongue appearing from between the gleaming teeth, licking the salty liquid from it. He grinned at
her before pulling her body closer, his mouth by her ear.
"You should have stayed." He whispered, voice a cruel murmur. "For now, you'll have to be Punished."
Lowering his mouth, he sank the twin teeth into her neck, directly into her contracting neck artery. Thick and newly
released warm blood gushed into his mouth, staining his teeth crimson. These were the moments he savoured. Feeling
her body start to limp, he continued to drain her vitality, watching bemusedly as her skin tone lost it's rich colour. At
last, he let go, letting her body fall to the muddied ground. Looking at his bloodied fingers, he ran his tongue over
them, enjoying the feel warmth of her fluid trickle and satiate his appetite.
Finally, he turned back, heading out of the damp forest, slightly disappointed that his meal was over so fast. He
quickly stopped when his sharp hearing picked up on something. Giving an annoyed frown, he turned in the direction
of the noise, crimson eyes seeking in the hushed landscape.
"Kiyo if you're going to stalk someone, at least do so quietly" He proclaimed, crossing slender but well muscled
arms to glare at the nearby foliage as it gave a loud sigh.
"Was I really that loud?" Kiyo asked, dogtrotting up to him.
"Yes, but not as loud as last time. What are you doing out here anyway?" Crimson eyes burned down on the
younger, blonde haired boy.
"You're wanted back with the Clan at the Palace, Yami-Yuugi" Kiyo explained, feet shifting uncomfortably as he
felt the hard eyes scoring down on him.
"Fine, but next time, tell me face to face instead of stalking round in the bushes. And just call me Yami, you know
I hate my full name" Yami huffed. His fun never lasted; matters always arose just when it started.
Kiyo jogged beside the vampire, his own teeth hidden behind pale red lips. "What were you thinking about?" he
dared the question fully aware of Yami's lack of commitment towards others.
Rain dripped from golden bangs and crimson spikes as
they left the shelter of the forest, entering the open stretches of the road. "Many things. Like why I am here." Yami
began to muse. "Why we must only live in the Shadowed World? Are we… even normal?"
"Course we're normal! Y'don't see other beings here, part from the werewolves and the human ranches. Maybe this
is a Shadowed place, but to us it's perfectly normal" Kiyo responded in a perfectly logical manner.
Yami nodded. "Have you heard anything about Tikato's Clan?" he continued to question. The pair were now
only a few paces away from the Palace where Yami resided.
Kiyo shook his head, wet blonde strands flying. "No, but it is still said he wishes to challenge you as King of
Vampires." he replied, speeding up to keep up with the other.
Yami scoffed at this. "Annoying little upstart bastard, if he thinks he can take me on he is welcome to try. I'd like to
have a little fun" he murmured more to himself than Kiyo, a small lopsided grin playing on his lips.
"Shall I send him a challenge?" the younger vampire inquired.
"No. If he truly seeks a fight, he will come to me" Yami growled, stepping into through the palace's oaken doors
and grabbing a towel from a nearby man. Rubbing his face dry, he walked up the stairs, only to be greeted by an aged
vampire.
"Did you get her?" The elder asked abruptly, not bothering himself by saying more.
Yami finished with the damp towel and threw it back down the stairs, not concerned on whether it hit anyone. "Of
course I did. Since when have I gone on a hunt and not caught the prey?" the question was strictly rhetorical.
"Good. The owner of that human-ranch wishes to know which miscreant had purposely set her free in the first place.
Be sure to sort that out, or else someone take advantage of such a lack of punishment." The aged one looked old but
had the voice of someone much younger.
Yami pushed open a door, stalking straight in, the other following him. "Fine" he answered, stopping with his head half
turned, "Oh, and Faroway?"
The second elder vampire stopped, watching as Yami flattened a hand, letting a small glow emanate from it. It flew
around the dark room, lighting separate candles as it went.
"Yes?" he barely had time to answer as Yami's hand was around his neck, nails digging in drawing out warm
blood; his back pressed against the wall.
"Never order me around again," Yami snarled bringing his face up close, "Is that clear?"
Faroway nodded, dark scarlet blood dripping down from his neck onto the Darkness' fingers.
"Yes what?" Yami bellowed, lip curled brutally, twin canines
shown to their full extent. His balled fist connected with Faroway's stomach, winding the vampire.
"Yes sire." Faroway choked, half starved of oxygen. Thankfully the Vampire King released his neck, letting him
run out of the room and back down the winding steps. Cold, cruel laughter rumbled from his throat as Yami sucked the
blood from his digits. Oh how fun life was.
******************************************************************
"Hey Jou! What do you think of this?" Yuugi called, running up the stairs into his bedroom, an immense
dusted brown book wrapped in his arms.
"What is it?" Jounochi inquired, staring suspiciously at the ancient book. Yuugi set it down carefully on his
cluttered desk, running a finger over it's smooth surface.
"Jiichan said an archaeologist gave it to him. They found it in Egypt" he explained.
Jou stood, his tall frame towering above the smaller teen.
"Cool" Jou picked it up, turning the front page to see inside. He flipped through it absently, entirely missing the first
page. A page which spoke of a different world. A Shadow World of darkness which paralleled their own world of light.
******************************************************************
Later that afternoon, rain smashed itself against Yuugi's windowpane. It slid down in tiny wet streaks, glistening
with facets of reflected light from within Yuugi's room.
Yuugi walked in, hand lost under a towel as he rubbed his wet hair. Another towel wrapped around his slim
waist indicated the use of the shower. Putting the first towel on the back of his desk chair, the small boy busied himself
by getting dressed. He grabbed his back collar and tied it around his neck, completing his usual dress attire. However,
he had forgotten his socks, unfortunately learning the lesson when he stepped on a stray textbook and slipped on it. He
landed painfully on his rear, wincing as he stared at his feet.
"Socks" he mumbled quietly, scrambling up and opening a drawer. He pulled out a chair and quietly put them on.
Grabbing the towel again, he rubbed his hair to dry the wet spikes.
The small boy's eyes wandered to the book he had left on his table; finding it had been propped on a specific page.
He peered at it, hand movements halting. Lowering the towel, Yuugi let it drop to the floor. Frowning, he picked up the
book, balancing it in his hands. Somehow, he felt drawn to the strange text scrawled on the yellowed pages. They
seemed to suddenly spring to life, and glow a dull golden sheen as they bore its meaning into the small boy's mind.
Without thinking, he began to murmur the words, though what they said was beyond him. A thin finger ran over the
yellowed page as he continued to read in a half-trance. As the text ended the words began to glow, the light lifting up
out of the book; circling around Yuugi's head. It flashed, blinding the boy. His senses failing him, Yuugi fell from his
chair unconscious, completely unaware of the light that still shone or the gold pyramid that formed, lying loosely on his
chest.
******************************************************************
Yami gave a startled shout as a mystical light began to surround him. He snarled and began chanting a counter
spell. It didn't help. Without warning, the vampire found himself in a dizzying whirlwind of energy. Before his piercing
eyes closed completely, he was able to see the glimpses of a new surrounding enveloping him.
Then… nothing…
******************************************************************
End notes:
FC: Sooo what's going on with Yuugi and Yami? This may be a bit confusing
to start with but it'll get easier to understand later (we hope ^^)
Flareon Muse: *snorts* not likely
Eevee Muse : ^_^ then we can go on strike and leave!
Zoo: Hey! *teary eyes*
FC: yah ha ^^ Please review!
Zoo: ^^= Okay! *runs over to review.*
FC: *blinks* I'm scared now...
Warnings: Graphic violence, death, coarse language.
Author's notes:
Hi! This is FC speaking! This is me and Zoo's first joint fic though you all know we have done previous Yu-Gi-Oh! fics, so
hopefully you'll like it just as much ^^. Oh! And this fic is an AU, so don't complain about any plot inconsistencies ;P
Well, I'll be doing the odd chapters. Zoo here, will do the even.
Zoo: o.O;; YAH!!!! I'm on fire!!!
FC: *sweatdrops*
Enjoy ^^
*************************************
"There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms…"
- TS Elliot, "The Hollow Men"
******************************************************************
Vampires. The Children of the Dark. Once considered to be demons, they were given an entire separate classification
due to their uncanny resemblance to humans. Perhaps, it is questioned, they _were_ once humans. Yet… why had they
become who they are now? Why are they so darkly different?
Enough questions. In the realm of the vampires, there needs not to be an answer…
**********************************************************
Chapter 1 – Enter the Night Stalkers
~Earth, 2000 AD.~
Mutou Yuugi waited impatiently, his blunt pencil wavering between his index and middle fingers. The 16 year
old was always considered short for his age, ebony hair edged with crimson protruding at peculiar angles while golden
bangs lined his innocent face. Violet eyes half closed with boredom as he waited for the dragging lesson to finish.
Across from him, a tall blonde, Katsuya Jounochi, swung back on his chair lazily. Jounochi currently had his hands
behind his head; his bored dark chocolate eyes examining the dull white ceiling. Yuugi smiled briefly at his friend's
complete lack of concentration towards the teacher. He had found that over the years they had known each other, Jou
didn't seem to have an extremely long attention span in school. Outside, the tall blonde could do what he wanted, but in
the stuffy buildings made for learning, his attention flew out the open window. And how could Yuugi himself argue
with such logic?
Yuugi's questioning eyes roamed around the room, landing on Masaki Anzu, another friend of his. She was
showing more application than Jounochi, though not a whole lot more. Brown hair blew gently around the sides of her
face while her large cerulean eyes faced the teacher. They abruptly turned to one side when the girl felt someone
watching her. Anzu glanced at Yuugi, flashing him a quick smile before turning back to the lecturer.
Quickly pivoting his gaze, Yuugi found himself glancing at Hiroto Honda. Said brunette measured higher than
Jou, his lanky frame matching his pointed hairstyle, an anomaly to no end. He too had no attention span whatsoever,
apart from being seemingly content with making a plane out of paper.
A small sigh escaped through Yuugi's lips as he stared at the clock above the black board, surrounded by
informative posters of the English language. He intently watched the seconds' hand tick slowly around the face,
drawing each second out to its longest extent. It struck the 12 o'clock mark and a loud piercing bell rang through the
hushed classroom. Yuugi jumped to his feet, grabbing his books as he did. He stuffed them under his arm and rushed to
the door, finding Jou on his left.
Other countless bodies dragged the short boy out into the frantic corridor where he broke free from the crowd
and headed to his locker. Twisting the lock combination, he opened the solid
metal door and grabbed his backpack. There, Yuugi stuffed his various books in the crammed space before slamming it
shut, grinning broadly at Jou as the blonde did the same.
"Man does that lesson drag" Jou mumbled, shouldering his bag.
Yuugi smiled teasingly "Every lesson drags to you Jou" he grinned, walking out through the double doors into the
sunlit grounds.
"I'm tellin you, dat ole bat's got it in for me." The taller of the two continued to grumble.
Yuugi just laughed as they continued to walk down the hard
tarmac pavement.
******************************************************************
~Shadow World, Reign of the Game King~
Dark clouds rumbled threateningly overhead, muffling any hopes of sunlight. Rain flew down in torrents,
pummeling against the ground to soak its once-dry surface. Now, it pelted down mercilessly on a single girl as she ran,
bare feet slipping in the pasty mud. Wet strands of brown hair clung to her sodden face as she dared a quick glance over
her shoulder. She suddenly tripped over a tree root and fell to her knees, though she picked her self up and continued
her mad dash across the landscape.
Ghastly dripping trees, made even more menacing by the shadowy darkness, seemed to grapple and sway with
unnatural life. The girl brushed a stray lock of soaking hair from her face in an all too nervous gesture.
She abruptly let out a diminutive scream as she hit something bodily in front of her. Strong hands grabbed her arms
above her elbows; dark crimson eyes staring into frightened green ones.
"Where did you think you were going?" A smooth voice rippled out over the splattering rain.
Crystalline tears rolled in defeat from her emerald eyes as the taller figure smirked slightly, revealing two identical
protruding teeth, pure as snow, glistening in contrast to the darkness that surrounded them. Strands of forked lightning
shot itself out of the blackened clouds, the light illuminating his features.
He was a rather handsome youth with ivory-white skin, crowned with a rugged fringe of spiky black and crimson
hair. Like the bolts of lightning themselves, jagged streaks of pure gold ran along the side of his hair, some falling to
cling against his unnaturally beautiful face. Ruthless crimson eyes bore down on the girl's terrified expression. Another
flash of lightning arced across the darkened sky, reflecting off silver spikes studded around an ebony collar, which
partially hid his pale neck.
She uttered a small whimper as he ran a finger over her face, catching a single tear. He then held the finger towards
his mouth, a scarlet tongue appearing from between the gleaming teeth, licking the salty liquid from it. He grinned at
her before pulling her body closer, his mouth by her ear.
"You should have stayed." He whispered, voice a cruel murmur. "For now, you'll have to be Punished."
Lowering his mouth, he sank the twin teeth into her neck, directly into her contracting neck artery. Thick and newly
released warm blood gushed into his mouth, staining his teeth crimson. These were the moments he savoured. Feeling
her body start to limp, he continued to drain her vitality, watching bemusedly as her skin tone lost it's rich colour. At
last, he let go, letting her body fall to the muddied ground. Looking at his bloodied fingers, he ran his tongue over
them, enjoying the feel warmth of her fluid trickle and satiate his appetite.
Finally, he turned back, heading out of the damp forest, slightly disappointed that his meal was over so fast. He
quickly stopped when his sharp hearing picked up on something. Giving an annoyed frown, he turned in the direction
of the noise, crimson eyes seeking in the hushed landscape.
"Kiyo if you're going to stalk someone, at least do so quietly" He proclaimed, crossing slender but well muscled
arms to glare at the nearby foliage as it gave a loud sigh.
"Was I really that loud?" Kiyo asked, dogtrotting up to him.
"Yes, but not as loud as last time. What are you doing out here anyway?" Crimson eyes burned down on the
younger, blonde haired boy.
"You're wanted back with the Clan at the Palace, Yami-Yuugi" Kiyo explained, feet shifting uncomfortably as he
felt the hard eyes scoring down on him.
"Fine, but next time, tell me face to face instead of stalking round in the bushes. And just call me Yami, you know
I hate my full name" Yami huffed. His fun never lasted; matters always arose just when it started.
Kiyo jogged beside the vampire, his own teeth hidden behind pale red lips. "What were you thinking about?" he
dared the question fully aware of Yami's lack of commitment towards others.
Rain dripped from golden bangs and crimson spikes as
they left the shelter of the forest, entering the open stretches of the road. "Many things. Like why I am here." Yami
began to muse. "Why we must only live in the Shadowed World? Are we… even normal?"
"Course we're normal! Y'don't see other beings here, part from the werewolves and the human ranches. Maybe this
is a Shadowed place, but to us it's perfectly normal" Kiyo responded in a perfectly logical manner.
Yami nodded. "Have you heard anything about Tikato's Clan?" he continued to question. The pair were now
only a few paces away from the Palace where Yami resided.
Kiyo shook his head, wet blonde strands flying. "No, but it is still said he wishes to challenge you as King of
Vampires." he replied, speeding up to keep up with the other.
Yami scoffed at this. "Annoying little upstart bastard, if he thinks he can take me on he is welcome to try. I'd like to
have a little fun" he murmured more to himself than Kiyo, a small lopsided grin playing on his lips.
"Shall I send him a challenge?" the younger vampire inquired.
"No. If he truly seeks a fight, he will come to me" Yami growled, stepping into through the palace's oaken doors
and grabbing a towel from a nearby man. Rubbing his face dry, he walked up the stairs, only to be greeted by an aged
vampire.
"Did you get her?" The elder asked abruptly, not bothering himself by saying more.
Yami finished with the damp towel and threw it back down the stairs, not concerned on whether it hit anyone. "Of
course I did. Since when have I gone on a hunt and not caught the prey?" the question was strictly rhetorical.
"Good. The owner of that human-ranch wishes to know which miscreant had purposely set her free in the first place.
Be sure to sort that out, or else someone take advantage of such a lack of punishment." The aged one looked old but
had the voice of someone much younger.
Yami pushed open a door, stalking straight in, the other following him. "Fine" he answered, stopping with his head half
turned, "Oh, and Faroway?"
The second elder vampire stopped, watching as Yami flattened a hand, letting a small glow emanate from it. It flew
around the dark room, lighting separate candles as it went.
"Yes?" he barely had time to answer as Yami's hand was around his neck, nails digging in drawing out warm
blood; his back pressed against the wall.
"Never order me around again," Yami snarled bringing his face up close, "Is that clear?"
Faroway nodded, dark scarlet blood dripping down from his neck onto the Darkness' fingers.
"Yes what?" Yami bellowed, lip curled brutally, twin canines
shown to their full extent. His balled fist connected with Faroway's stomach, winding the vampire.
"Yes sire." Faroway choked, half starved of oxygen. Thankfully the Vampire King released his neck, letting him
run out of the room and back down the winding steps. Cold, cruel laughter rumbled from his throat as Yami sucked the
blood from his digits. Oh how fun life was.
******************************************************************
"Hey Jou! What do you think of this?" Yuugi called, running up the stairs into his bedroom, an immense
dusted brown book wrapped in his arms.
"What is it?" Jounochi inquired, staring suspiciously at the ancient book. Yuugi set it down carefully on his
cluttered desk, running a finger over it's smooth surface.
"Jiichan said an archaeologist gave it to him. They found it in Egypt" he explained.
Jou stood, his tall frame towering above the smaller teen.
"Cool" Jou picked it up, turning the front page to see inside. He flipped through it absently, entirely missing the first
page. A page which spoke of a different world. A Shadow World of darkness which paralleled their own world of light.
******************************************************************
Later that afternoon, rain smashed itself against Yuugi's windowpane. It slid down in tiny wet streaks, glistening
with facets of reflected light from within Yuugi's room.
Yuugi walked in, hand lost under a towel as he rubbed his wet hair. Another towel wrapped around his slim
waist indicated the use of the shower. Putting the first towel on the back of his desk chair, the small boy busied himself
by getting dressed. He grabbed his back collar and tied it around his neck, completing his usual dress attire. However,
he had forgotten his socks, unfortunately learning the lesson when he stepped on a stray textbook and slipped on it. He
landed painfully on his rear, wincing as he stared at his feet.
"Socks" he mumbled quietly, scrambling up and opening a drawer. He pulled out a chair and quietly put them on.
Grabbing the towel again, he rubbed his hair to dry the wet spikes.
The small boy's eyes wandered to the book he had left on his table; finding it had been propped on a specific page.
He peered at it, hand movements halting. Lowering the towel, Yuugi let it drop to the floor. Frowning, he picked up the
book, balancing it in his hands. Somehow, he felt drawn to the strange text scrawled on the yellowed pages. They
seemed to suddenly spring to life, and glow a dull golden sheen as they bore its meaning into the small boy's mind.
Without thinking, he began to murmur the words, though what they said was beyond him. A thin finger ran over the
yellowed page as he continued to read in a half-trance. As the text ended the words began to glow, the light lifting up
out of the book; circling around Yuugi's head. It flashed, blinding the boy. His senses failing him, Yuugi fell from his
chair unconscious, completely unaware of the light that still shone or the gold pyramid that formed, lying loosely on his
chest.
******************************************************************
Yami gave a startled shout as a mystical light began to surround him. He snarled and began chanting a counter
spell. It didn't help. Without warning, the vampire found himself in a dizzying whirlwind of energy. Before his piercing
eyes closed completely, he was able to see the glimpses of a new surrounding enveloping him.
Then… nothing…
******************************************************************
End notes:
FC: Sooo what's going on with Yuugi and Yami? This may be a bit confusing
to start with but it'll get easier to understand later (we hope ^^)
Flareon Muse: *snorts* not likely
Eevee Muse : ^_^ then we can go on strike and leave!
Zoo: Hey! *teary eyes*
FC: yah ha ^^ Please review!
Zoo: ^^= Okay! *runs over to review.*
FC: *blinks* I'm scared now...