Update: October 22

I should have done this the first time I uploaded this chapter, but I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or its plot, games, or its characters, I also do not own the cover for the book. It is only a temporary cover. I do own Evony and the general plot ideas.

This is not the first time I wrote a fan fiction but it is the first time I have posted to . I hope you enjoy this book and don't forget to review! I also plan to update the details of this chapter to make it more entertaining to read. No giving up on me! : 3

He wasn't anything that I was expecting.

I was the new girl, in a new school. I could hear the clicking of my slightly elevated shoes as I reached my homeroom and a person that I assumed was my teacher, standing outside of it.

"We were expecting you. Are you ready for your first day?"

I didn't have a chance to respond before the figure showed me into the room. The classroom walls were bare and there were at least 30 students gossiping in the corners of the room. Before long the teacher had their attention and I was introduced to the class.

"Now your seat..." I looked at the teacher as he pondered the arrangement, and I look this chance to look at the class. They were very orderly and well groomed, there seemed to be more males in the classroom then females, which really didn't surprise me.

"There, you can sit there." The teacher pointed to a seat near the farthest corner of the class which seemed to be the only table with a vacant seat but I was going to be sitting to a man. Who wasn't paying much attention to the class and looking out the window. I felt myself being pulled towards the seat and I sat down quietly and before long the teacher started his speech.

I looked down at the desk which had multiple gouges in it that sometimes spelled out a word, like "T.A + J.G 4 -" or "Mr. Pier sucks". I started to run my finger over the textures in the wood, of the rings that once made up the interior of a tree.

"A new girl, huh?"

My finger stopped abruptly for I knew it was the man sitting next to me. I didn't look up at him or respond and for some reason his voice made my heart pound.

"Do you always ignore people?" I heard his low voice ask.

I looked up at the man. He was staring at me intently, he was obviously tall because even sitting he towered over me, his brown hair was groomed to perfection and fluffing around his face, which was also so elegantly carved. But his eyes stopped my breathing; they were like ice on the ocean being lit up by the new dawn sun, the blue in the sky when the sun was at noon.

I couldn't speak so I simply shook my head and looked down at my desk again when I felt his breath on my neck. "Look at me."

I turned my head slowly at the command of his voice and he neared me and before I knew it…

I was falling, the fire and metal falling with me. I smell salt but I wasn't concerned with that. I was going to die, and I knew it. I couldn't avoid it and with every passing second it came faster, the blue and the ripples. I crashed into the water and the air was knocked out of me. My lungs were going to collapse and when the darkness started to welcome me…

"NO!" I heard myself scream.

I looked around, and to my great comfort I was in my room. The safeness of the cloth and stuffing keeping me warm, I touched my forehead. It was hot to the touch and drenched in sweat. I flopped back on my pillows and sighed.

'Who was that man? He was so perfect…' I pondered

I was recently released from a hospital saying that I was in a plane crash and that I was the only survivor. I didn't remember anything of it or of who I was. I didn't even know my name or where I lived until the papers were handed to me for me to sign.

My name is Evony Rousseau; I am 18 years old and apparently going to a new school. In a country called Japan. I didn't know why I was here and maybe, just maybe I can learn who I am and why I am here though that next event that is going to happen in my life.

Oh, what is going to happen to me?

After scavenging around the abode that I was living in, I found out that the school I was supposed to go to wasn't too far away. To my relief, I could wake up at the last minute and still make it on time, if I needed too.

To learn my way there, I decided to scout for it so I don't have to hunt for the building on my first day of school which was a matter of days away.

While looking around the neighborhood I found out that the school is just down the street and far too easy to remember. 'Did I choose this house for a reason because I didn't have a sense of direction?'

It still bothered me that I couldn't remember anything about who I am other then the fact that I was falling in my dreams constantly and sometimes that boy. That thought didn't bring me any comfort either.

My legs somehow found a way to a park where there was a stand for Japanese candy; I felt my curiosity get the better of me as I wondered towards the little shop. They were all sorts of candy that I wanted to try but there is one that caught my attention in particular. It was long and covered in a brown substance.

"Excuse me, but what is that?"

The stand owner looked at me like I was from a different planet, "Why that candy is extremely popular. Countries all over the world love this candy, United States, Canada, Russia, Finland, France…"

"What is it called? Can I buy some?" I asked

He handed me a box and on the cover, it said 'Pocky, a cracker covered in chocolate'

I handed him the needed money and sat on a bench and opened the box. I pulled out a stick and smelled the cracker. It was unbelievable, the scent was intoxicating and I couldn't stop myself from biting into it.

It was the perfect blend of sweet and salty and I felt my mouth water as I swallowed the bite. A smile crept onto my face and I continued to devour this perfect snack.

It was before long, that I figured out someone was staring at me. I swallowed what was in my mouth and I looked around and saw a boy, who was lanky who had a beautiful face, his eyes were two emeralds and he had long black hair in a ponytail but his bangs still happened to fall on his face. He was wearing a red vest and black pants and before I knew he was making his way towards me and I felt the blood rush to my face and I looked down at my empty candy box.

I heard the bench creak and I looked up at the strange man. He was looking at me with a small smile and before long he asked, "I have never seen you around here before."

I snorted, " You've seen everyone in the world?"

The man smirked, "Ha, no, but I come to this park almost every day. This park usually has regulars and you interested me so, I thought it would be okay to come and talk to you."

I didn't know what to say to that but he continued anyways, "What's your name?"

"My name, my name is Evony Rousseau."

"What a pretty name. What is it, Italian?"

I thought that over, could my name be who I am? It didn't strike a chord with anything that I could remember, "I actually do not know. It is kind of frustrating actually."

"Well maybe one day you will figure it out. It does sound something that would come out of Europe. Are you from there?"

I laughed at him, I didn't want him to know about me having amnesia so I changed the subject "You didn't tell me your name."

He seemed embarrassed at this fact and scratched the back of his head as he replied, "My name is Duke Devlin. I own a shop a couple of streets from here."

"Well it is nice to meet you, Duke," I said smiling at the man.

"Do you play Dungeon Dice Monsters?"

"Dungeon... no? I am afraid I don't think I have." He looked at me like I was some sort of alien and ended up laughing. "Come by the shop sometime, I can show you the game. It is pretty awesome, if I do say so myself."

I felt my face lit up a bit 'A friend!' "Of course, but I usually have school so I don't know when I could come by."

"Oh, are you going to be going to Domino High?"

"Yes, do you go there too?" I hopefully asked.

"Yeah, meet me by the main doors, I'll give you a grand tour and help you a schedule."

I felt like a great weight has lifted off my shoulders and before long he had to leave and I walked home alone.

"What is going to happen tomorrow?" I asked myself out loud.

'This is ridiculous. How tight does this outfit need to be?'

So, this school that I am going too requires a uniform. It's just like every other stereotypical Japanese uniform. The top is a pink overcoat with a white shirt underneath. Around my neck is a large blue bow. This skirt couldn't get any shorter and was a deep blue. I wore knee high stockings and brown heeled shoes. I attempted to pull my skirt down lower and sigh. There was no use.

I looked at myself in the mirror; I was of average height and had long black lightly natural curled hair. My eyes were a mixture of blue, green and silver, I had full pink lips and I noticed that this outfit made my breasts looks five times bigger. I suddenly started to hate this outfit even more.

I guess this is what I have to endure to get the education I needed. I went to my nightstand to retrieve my backpack that was sitting beside it. I was about turn around to leave when something light brown caught my eye. It was a stack, a stack of cards. I picked them up and looked on the front side. What I saw was most peculiar. The image was of a black dragon with red outlines flowing all over its body and red eyes. The title said "Red Eyes Darkness Metal Dragon" below the image was a box that said "You can Special Summon this card (from your hand) by banishing 1 face-up Dragon-Type monster you control. Once per turn: You can Special Summon 1 Dragon-Type monster from your hand or Graveyard, except "Red-Eyes Darkness Metal Dragon".

"A card, for what?" I whispered to myself.

My eyes strayed over to a hanging clock. 'Gods! I'm going to be late!' I rushed out of the house, putting the deck of cards in my backpack in a small pocket.

I was glad I lived close to the school otherwise I would have been late. Plus I had to meet that one guy, what was his name… Duke?

As I neared the school I could see the towered blue building and my heart started to race. I was so nervous and my minded started to race but that is when I heard a familiar voice, "Evony!"

Up by the main doors, like he promised was the boy I met the other day waving and smiling at me. I could feel myself relax as I went up to meet him.

"Hello, Duke. Thank you for helping me today," I said smiling gratefully at him.

"Anything for a pretty lady," the blood started to flow to my cheeks and he put an arm around my shoulders and led me inside the school. I found out that I had to force myself to breathe. 'Why am I so nervous?'

"So, this is the office, Evony. This is where you can get your schedule," Duke informed as he escorted me into the office.

The office was plan and smelled like overheated machines and paper. It made my nose curl unconsciously, and I found myself put in front of the main desk.

The lady typing behind the counter was of middle aged and had average blonde hair, like she just stopped taking care of it because something bad happened to her. Her face was just starting to wrinkle and she wore a lot of black eyeliner. She eventually looked up at me and smiled gently, which made her look a thousand times more attractive.

"May I help you?" her voice was strained and it sounded like she was just getting over a horrible cold.

I looked at Duke before I answered; he inclined his head at me. I turned back to the woman, "Yes, I am new here and I need my schedule?"

"Oh yes! I was wondering when you would get here. Evony right?" she said, her face lit up and she suddenly looked like she was looking at someone very important.

"Yes ma'am." I nodded.

At those words she seemed extremely pleased and utterly confused, "Please, you have no need to call me that, your honor. Just Ms. Clark," and with that she got up to search for my classes.

'Your HONOR?!' I screamed in my head, 'honor?!' I looked at Duke for help. He looked just as confused as I was, his mouth opened up to speak but Ms. Clark came back and the paper was shoved in my hands.

"Excuse me, what do you mean by 'Your honor'?" I found myself whispering to her.

She was typing away again and started to wave goodbye and I found myself excuses out of the office and standing outside it with my mouth agape.

"What did she mean by that..?" I heard Duke drag off.

I just simply shook my head. My head was racing a thousand times a minute and I couldn't think straight.

"Well, anyways let's start on your schedule!"

Classes haven't even started yet and my day was already hectic and I couldn't really remember where I was supposed to go for most of my classes but I guess I would have to ask for help. I sighed at this revelation. But right now I was standing outside of my homeroom, where I would be spending most of my hours in school. The bell hasn't ringed yet and I couldn't move forward to the classroom, my legs felt like bricks and it was hard for me to even move any limb.

I closed my eyes and tried to do a breathing exercise, when I heard the door open to my homeroom. I was guessing it was my teacher because he wasn't wearing the school uniform. He was of average height with blonde hair hiding a pair of brown eyes. He mouth was turned up in a smile that I guessed always rested there.

"You are Evony, right? The new girl?" he asked me, almost laughing.

"What gave it away?"

"You looked like you might pass out," he chuckled, "and plus your face is new around here."

I just smiled at him as he continued, "Class will be-, "BRING! "-starting now." He laughed loudly. "Please, just wait here. I'll be introducing you to the class soon," and with that he walked back in the classroom but this time leaving the door open. I could only see the pedestal and the black chalkboard and his general desk which had papers scattered around it.

"Now class," the class grew quiet too fast, "we have a new student here. She has traveled a long way to get here," the class start to grow with murmurs and whispers, "Please come here Evony," I saw him glance my way and motion for me to enter the classroom.

When I stood in front of the class I felt like I was going to choke, it looked exactly like the one from my dream, there were more males then females and they all looked great and well groomed. I couldn't help but look towards were the seat that I sat in my dream, and there he was, the elegantly carved man. Who stole my breath away and had left my brain in a mush.

"Introduce yourself." I heard the teacher say and I was brought to reality.

"My name is Evony Rousseau. I hope that we can all get along." I smiled gently at the class and they replied with a long harsh stare.

I gulped and I looked at the teacher, "Now where to put you…" he started to tap his chin with his forefinger. I suddenly found my shoes extremely interesting and I could feel the stares of the class on me. I wanted to disappear. 'Where was Duke?'

"Evony, you can sit there."

I was afraid to look where he was pointed and when I did look he pointed next to the model in the corner. He was staring out the window like he was in my dream, and again I felt my feet being pulled towards the seat. I sat in the seat and saw the same words engraved in the wood again. But, this time I didn't bother with tracing the patterns in the wood.

"A new girl, huh?"

I felt myself die, 'what was going to happen now that I am awake?!'

"Do you always ignore people?" I heard his voice ask, it was so low and beautiful.

I needed to look at him and my brain seemed to agree with me as I felt my head turn towards him. There he was that beautiful man; with eyes so piercing I thought that they would be the tool in which he could kill me with. I could see him with more detail now, his face was flawless. I couldn't see any blemish of any kind and it made me self-conscious of my own skin. His lips were small and were turned down in an almost frown. His brown hair was brilliantly perfectly formed around his face and made him more elegant. I prayed that I wasn't dreaming.

I shook my head at him and looked at my desk, like I did in my dream. I was awaiting his breath to fall on my neck or hear his voice again, but I could feel his stare but I got no more motivation or response out of him.

"Mr. Kaiba, leave the new girl alone." I heard the teacher ask in the distance.

"My apologies, Mr. Pier." I heard his voice growl at the man. For some reason I sensed that he didn't care if the teacher caught him or not.

When I dared to look at 'Kaiba' again, he wasn't starting at me anymore. He was staring at the window, I looked at his reflection in the mirror, and I could swear I saw a tear slide down his cheek.