Warning: Long chapter. Feel free to skip the beginning. That's all I have to say.

I fell like I'm sleeping on clouds.

Pure white, fluffy clouds. The pleasant breeze puffed past me, moving my *long, vivid burgundy hair against the wind. I inhaled the scent of roses in the air through my small nose. Then, exhaled out of my mouth into the lukewarm atmosphere. The dark blue sky above me contains millions of luminous, colorful stars. They range from yellow to baby blue, and magenta to emerald. From my point of view, they look like bright gems thrown off into space. The full moon is placed awkwardly in the center of the beautiful sight. I smiled and it winked at me.

It winked at me.

I reached up to hold a raspberry colored star the size of a baseball and cradled it in my pale palms. It's boiling hot, but it's also cold as ice. I tossed it in the sky and it blasted off like a shooting star, leaving trails of rose petals behind. I picked up another star, a lime colored one, and threw it. It turned into a shooting star just like the last one, except this one left trails of green leaves. I wonder if a red one will leave flames behind? I grabbed a crimson star and threw it into the night sky. It exploded like a bomb and turned into a huge fireball. The force of the blow threw me off of the cloud I was sitting on. I screamed. So much for my curiosity. I didn't fall, though. I was floating in space. The huge fireball inflamed and charged at me. I turned and tried to float away.

A black hole appeared out of the blue and sucked me, and the fireball, into it's bleak universe. I closed my eyes and prepared for death. The area surrounding me feels scorching hot and moist. I slowly opened my eyes and found out I was in a dark place. No light. I blinked a couple of times to check if my eyes weren't closed. They're not. A bright light suddenly flashed behind me. I turned around and saw the fireball rising from the dark and marching towards me. It sparked and burst into flames, making me see nothing but a lustrous light.

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I rubbed my eyes open from the deep slumber. The Sun's rays immediately seeped from the curtains and into my amber irises. I grunted and threw my pillow at the window.

"Dammit!" I screamed. I rolled over and let my long hair cover up my face. I huffed to move some hair away from my mouth and finally relaxed. I yawed and closed my eyes to let the darkness bring me back to sleep...

A loud beep made me shot my eyes back open. I sat up and slammed the alarm clock with my fist. "Dammit, I don't want to go now."

Today is my first day of school. Shit, I hate school. Especially high school. Especially the one I'm about to go. The rules there are strict and they make you wear this strange uniform. I hate it the second I saw the brochure. I'm not a freshmen or anything, thank goodness. We just moved here from Japan so my dad can take the job as Senator. I think this place is called 'New Domino City'. I fell back and covered myself with my blankets. I'm not ready to go to school. I don't know how American schools differ from Japanese schools and I don't want to embarrass myself. I'll probably be a loser there.

I stretched my arms and legs and got up from my luxurious bed. I walked to my room-sized bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. The purple bump on my cheek is very noticeable. I placed my hand on it but then I quickly moved it away. It hurts.

"Dang, that bruise is still there" I splashed cold water on my face to wash the sleep out of my eyes. I picked up my toothbrush and toothpaste to start brushing my teeth.

"Hurry up Akiza!" My mom said on the other side of the door.

"I'm coming" I yelled, spatting toothpaste everywhere.

"You're going to be late!"

"I'm getting ready!" I ran into my closet and took out my uniform. I put on a black and white plaid button-down shirt, a red tie, a black double-breasted blazer, a red plaid skirt, black knee-high socks, and black flats. I applied concealer on my cheek to cover up my bruise and black eyeliner to make my eyes bigger, more exaggerated. I combed my sideswept fringe over the right side of my face and held it with a small hair clip, giving me the 'scene' look.

I smiled to myself and grabbed my school bag (it looks like a freakin' suitcase) and ran downstairs. I took a bagel off the plate and dashed outside through the double-doors. I ran towards the carport in front of our garage where our butler is waiting for me. Our parents just hired him. I think his name is Sayer, or something like that. I don't really talk to him. Him and my parents always start a conversation as if they knew each other for a long time. He's a stranger to me.

I halted in front of the garage entrance. Sayer is standing there near our silver limousine. Every mansion has at least one limo. "Where to?" He asked as he opened the door for me. His brown hair goes over the left of his head in an awkward way.

"New Domino High" I replied, biting into my bagel.

The limousine backed out of the garage and down the driveway, pausing in front of the gates. The gates opened to let us through and we drove down the streets. I rolled down the window to look at our new mansion. It's huge, of course, with a lot of windows and balconies for the rooms. The lawns are forest green and there is a rose garden in the back. There's a large fountain placed right in front of the mansion (it was designed in Europe). Sometimes I have to be careful when walking out of the house because I fall into the water. It's no fun trying to swim out of it. There are also two other mansions surrounding ours. I don't know who lives there, but mom said that we were going to meet them someday.

We came by a very tall building with a sign in the front that says 'Ener-D Tower'. I don't know how important that place is. It makes me wonder what the people do there. Is it some type of energy preserver?

The limo then stopped. I looked out to find out why and saw that we arrived at my school. Sayer opened the door and I climbed out. I stood there and had a stare down with it. It's a dome-shape school with columns on both sides and stairs around it.

"Would you want me to walk with you, Ms. Akiza?" Sayer asked me, noticing my quietness.

"I'm not a child. I can go in myself." He nodded and went into the driver's seat of the limo. I turned back to the school, that place with a lot of people in it. Anonymous people. I swallowed my fear and started walking down the walkway. I looked around to see if anyone was watching me. Not a lot of people were. Just a couple of guys.

"Hey, it's an Asian chick." one guy said.

"Don't we have enough Asians?" his friend noted.

"You want to go out with me, hotness?" some guy with spiky orange hair yelled out somewhere in the distance. I cracked my knuckles and glared at him. Oh I'll give him an answer. But I'll let my fist to the talking. I don't like how men would just verbally harass females like that. It's offensive to women.

"Watch out!" Somebody yelled behind me. I turned to see what he was talking about but saw his body crashing into mines. I fell head-first on the concrete with him falling along with me. I held my hand up to block the annoying Sun going into my eyes. I tried to get up but there was some sort of weight on me.

"Sorry about that." the same person said above me. I glared at him and pushed him off of me. "Not a forgivable person?" He's not wearing anything unusual, just the males' uniform. He stood up and extended his arm.

"I don't need your help" I smacked his hand away and got up myself. I looked away from him and brushed dirt off my clothes.

"Cute on the outside, a monster within." He smirked. Monster. He swished his head to the side so his messy, redwood hair can get out of his greyish-blue eyes. He has a weird single strand of hair sticking out in an odd way. It reminds me of a unicorn.

"Why the hell did you fall on me?" I asked, taking a step back.

"I was thrown by" He turned around and directed his arm ahead of him "that guy." I focused on the person he was talking about. That person has jet black hair with blonde streaks in his spikes, a black and white plaid button-down shirt, a red tie, a navy blue single-breasted blazer, black uniform slacks, black and blue Nike shoes, and an impish smile. He started walking towards us with his hands in his pockets and the wind blowing through his hair. Everything surrounding me suddenly turned into slow motion. I swear this is just like the scene in New Moon when Bella sees Edward walking to her in the parking lot. For some reason my heart started to beat faster than before.

He stopped and faced Unicorn Dude. That's right, Unicorn Dude. "And what did you learn from messing with my motorcycle?" I decided to look at a different direction. I don't want to be involved in this, but my feet won't move. It's like it's planted to the ground.

"Apologize" That's all what Unicorn Dude said. He stared back with an expression on his face I can't describe.

"There was a reason why I th-"

"Not to me" he tugged on my arm and pulled me closer to him. "To her," he continued "I fell on top of her because of you."

"Really?" He laughed out.

"Yeah" Unicorn Dude laughed back.

"You might as well tell the whole school" I remarked sarcastically.

"Maybe I will." He let go of my arm and ran towards the school doors.

"I didn't mean it!" Crap. It's my first day and already students are going to gossip about me. I let out a sigh and turned around to pick up my bag. He's still there. Double crap. He started staring at me from head-to-toe, mostly at my—ahem—chest area. Seriously you guys, it's completely covered by this suit-looking uniform.

"Were you two fighting or something?" I asked, getting his attention away from that.

"Hm?" He looked straight into my eyes "Oh—no, it's nothing important. You don't have to know."

I glanced back and thought about what Unicorn Dude said. "Where's my apology?" I crossed my arms and looked into his eyes. His blue eyes. I've never seen anything like that before. I couldn't help but stare back. Every noise around me turned silent. My jaw almost dropped in amazement. It's just that—his eyes are blue. It's bluer than blue. Cobalt blue. It's very stunning. It reminds me of the ocean. I slightly tilted my head to the side to see what it looks like when the light hits it.

"Hey" He snapped his fingers in front of my face.

"Y-yeah?" I replied, going back to reality.

"Don't you need to apologize to me?"

I raised an eyebrow "Why do I?"

"You broke the fall of the guy I was trying to fight-"

"Ha!" I yelled "You were fighting! You just said it right there!" I poked my fist into his chest. He smirked and grabbed my arm. I pulled back, but he didn't budge. He's too strong. He must be dangerous. He observed my wrist and pulled up my sleeve to reveal my fore arm. The whole time he did that, he griped my hand.

"How did you get these?" He pointed to the several cuts and scars from my wrist to my upper arm. He ran his fingers through the cuts to feel it. His skin feels freakishly warm. It's burning against my skin. And my skin is always warm.

"Don't worry," I snatched my arm back and pulled down my sleeve "they're gonna heal."

"You didn't answer my question." He bent down to my height, our faces are closer than before. "How'd you get those?" I dared not to look into his eyes this time. I tried to focus on something else, like his collar. I don't want him to know. I don't want anyone to know. I don't want them to know about those marks. Those wretched marks. They remind me of the tragic things that happened in my past. I don't even look at them trough my eyes. It causes pain to my heart.

I took a few steps back "I-it's nothing serious or anything." I replied sheepishly.

"Cutting yourself won't solve anything." He said in a stern tone.

"It's not what you think!" I pushed him away from me. He can't just assume that I cut to solve any issues I have. I'm not that self-conceited. "I don't cut to solve my problems!"

"I didn't mention the word 'problem'" Smart move. I punched him in the arm trying to make him stop talking.

He stood up straight and rubbed his arm. He didn't even pause to look away. He's still staring at me. It's like his eyes are piercing through me, searching for the secrets I've kept. His eyes are immobilizing my mind. I have no choice but to start a staring contest with him. I stared at his hair, his cobalt blue eyes, the expression on his face. He's starting to win. What's up with me that he's interested in?

"I'm Yusei Fudo" He finally said, making us blink after who-knows-when. "Mind if you tell me your name?"

"I'd rather not say." I do not like this guy. He doesn't need to know my name. This will be our first and last meeting. I glared at him. All he did was smile back at me. He leaned in closer to my cheek. Crap, did he find out? I froze. In moments like this I would knock that person out. But, I don't know why, I can't move. It's like my body is letting him take advantage of me. Is he going to kiss me?

"You smell like roses." He said, taking a whiff of my scent.

"Huh?" I backed up and let my bangs cover my face. Nobody had ever said that to me.

"I'm gonna call you rose, since you won't tell me your name."

This is a first. The area around us became sweltering. I think it's because of this thick blazer they make us wear. He reached for my forehead and moved my bangs away from my face. "Are you blushing under there?" Blushing? I backed up and shook my head in denial. Yusei smirked and extended his arm to my chest.

"What are you doing?" I put my arms around my chest to block his actions.

"There's a bug on your shirt." I looked down to see a small, clover green caterpillar crawling on my collar. That explains why he was staring at me there. I carefully picked it up and threw it out in the distance.

"Now it's dead." I said wiping my hands on my blazer.

"That's harsh." Yusei smirked and looked down on me. He's tall, but not too tall. My eyes reaches his shoulders. That's how tall he is. "You didn't think that I was actually gonna touch you, did you?"

Just then I heard a ringing sound coming from the school. I'm guessing that means it's time to go in. Saved by the bell. How was I supposed to answer that question? Questions like that are hard to answer. The chattering noise from the students grew louder as they formed a big crowd at the entrance. They started to surround us.

"You probably want to walk alone right?" Yusei asked putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah"

"We'll see each other tomorrow then?"

"Maybe" I muttered.

"See ya Rose." He handed me my bag and disappeared in the crowd. I stood there griping on my bag and let the students shove past me. Why would he see me again? I sighed. It's a lie. He's lying. He's just gonna forget about me soon. I know that trick. I lifted my foot and started walking with the crowd.

A lot of the female students around me kept talking about who the hottest guy in school is while the male students talked about the sexiest girl. One girl with azure blue hair mentioned a guy named Jack Atlas. She was talking to a girl with short bronze hair who agreed with her. Another guy with yale blue hair (why is there so many 'blues' here?) next to me mentioned a girl named Sherry. I'm not the type of person who would express my feelings like that. I just keep it to myself.

It's hard to walk with the crowd. It moves very slow. I think they don't want to go to school too. You can't run through it because there's too much people. The fresh outdoors quickly turned into large hallways. Damn, I'm inside now. I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out the index card that contains my classes and locker information. I looked at it and searched for my locker number. B141. B? That must be the second floor where the sophomores are in. I ran up the stairs and looked for locker 141.

I followed the ascending order, dodged a few people, and found my locker. It's right next to the window, which is good to gaze out on, but it's really close to the girl's bathroom. Damn, that's just what I need. A bunch of stuck-up girls walking past me everyday.

I turned the knob on the locker and pulled the handle. It won't open. I pulled the handle even harder. It still won't open. It's jammed. On my first day. Out of all the school days, it chose today to be jammed. I threw my bag on the floor and yanked the handle. Something clicked and the door opened. Unfortunately, the force of my pull made the door slam onto somebody's head. A girl's head.

"Oh," I said closing the door "I'm sorry. It was an accident." I turned to face her, well, to face the back of her head. She turned around sharply with an angry look on her face. Her long, blonde hair flowed behind her.

"What the hell?" She screamed.

My heart jumped "I said I was-" She grabbed my collar and slammed my head against the wall. The people around us started to quiet down and watch us. She held her fist back and proceeded to punch me. I blocked it, grabbed her arm, and threw her onto a locker. The crowd around us went 'AHW!'. Half of the crowd cheered for her, the other half cheered for me. I actually don't want this to happen. I'm just protecting myself.

She got up and posed in a battle stance. "C'mon, let's go!"

I cracked my knuckles and we both charged at each other. She gutted my stomach while I tried to trip her over. I gagged as she got me in a choke-hold. I grabbed a chunk of her hair and she let go of me. I then pulled her down to the floor to get ready to kick her, but she tripped me with her arm. I fell face-first onto the cold floor. She took both of my arms to hold it back and she started punching me. I rolled over and she fell on her back. This is my opportunity to defeat her. I griped my hand in a tight fist and started punching her face and stomach.

"It's the principal!" someone yelled out. Shit. The sound of cheering and screaming died down. I looked up and saw the crowd dividing in half, leading the principal and a security to our fight.

"Take her to the Nurse's Office" the principal said to the security. He nodded and helped that girl up. I stood up and glanced at the principal. He has long white hair which is weird, to me, because he's a guy. "You're in big trouble young lady." He said in a calm voice "Come to my office immediately."

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I sat there in the chair clutching on the handle of my bag. "Dammit" I cursed to myself "What are mom and dad gonna say about this?" Somebody would've think I'm crazy for talking to myself. The principle went to go deal with someone else who was in trouble, so he left me here alone.

Why am I in trouble? She was the one who started it. I was just trying to defend myself. She didn't even get in trouble. They made her go to the nurse thinking I'm the bad guy. When I punched her, she didn't even fight back. She did that on purpose. She was just trying to play the innocent role.

I clasped my hands together and lowered my head. Why am I always blamed at? I'm always proved wrong. They always think I'm the one who causes trouble. They always think I'm the iniquitous one. I grasped onto my wretched marks and let something fall on it. My tears. These scars are the only ones that haven't proven me wrong.

I heard the door behind me open. I'm not even gonna bother to turn around. "You two stay here" the principal said "I have to go handle with other students. I'll be back in a minute." Dang, I'm gonna sit here with another person. I hope it's not her. The principal shut the door closed and the person sat down in the chair next to me. I lowered my head even more to cover my face with my hair. I don't want this person to know me.

"...Rose?" I gasped. I turned my head. It's Yusei. Is he following me? "What are you doing here?" He smiled "You don't look like the kind who would come here."

"I-" should I tell him? "Uh, what about you?"

"They brought me here because I'm not wearing the proper shoes." That's right, we're supposed to wear all black shoes. "This uniform policy is stupid."

"I agree" I blurted out. I quickly looked away. Yusei stayed quiet, but I can sense him staring at me.

"What's the reason why you're here?"

"I was in a fight" I said not looking at him.

"With who?"

"This girl I don't know." I slouched my shoulders "It was all because I banged the locker door on her head."

"Did she upset you or-"

"No!" I turned to face him. He looked back with a surprise expression. I didn't mean to yell like that. He has it all wrong. Now he thinks I'm the bad one, just like everybody else. "S-she—it wasn't—" I bit my lip "It was a misunderstanding. You see, I-" I stopped. Yusei reached to touch my hair and held it in a ponytail. He combed his fingers in it and smiled.

"You should make your hair shorter."

"Huh?" Is he giving me hair tips?

Yusei laughed "I was hoping to make you blush."

"Your telling me to cut my hair to see me blush?"

He shook his head "Never mind. You won't understand, it's a guy thing." I glared at him and turned back around to let him play with my hair. This feels different. I can't describe it, though. But, I have a weird feeling that Yusei will keep seeing me. Damn. This will be one crazy school year. And it already started.

*She has long hair just like in that one episode when she was the Black Rose Witch (I think it was a flashback). Don't freak, her hair is going to be normal soon.

Yep, they're [what Bandit Keith would say] In America.

I'm going to update it when I finish my previous story. Until next time readers...AWAAYYY

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I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's because Yu-Gi-Oh! belongs to Kazumi Takahashi.
But if I owned it, then it'll be a romance shounen anime.