(A/N): Hello, this is my first fanfiction, and as you can see, its not very long so far. I mostly just want to know what people think, and whether or not I should really continue it. So far, and for the first few chapters if I do continue this, it'll mostly be review of the story-line (Just basic info on characters and such) and then I'd get to the interesting details. Any and all reviews are excepted (yes, even flames), though I'd appreciate them to have some constructive critisism so that I could improve.
Seeing as how I'm a raving fangirl, I wanted to try and keep this semi-japanese culture, so I'll use some japanese words. (which, will be easy to figure out, since some of the ones I'v used here are simple, and common).

'blah'= thoughts
"blah"= speech
blah= flashbacks/memories
(I haven't really figured out any mind-speech yet, but its not in this chap, so I won't worry about it)

well enough of my ramblings. On with the story!
Ookami: I think you forgot something...
Me: And what would that be?
Haku: the DISCLAIMER baka!
Me: oh yea! okay...

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, and until my hikaris and I can figure out how to suck Kazuki Takahshi into the shadow realm, it won't be mine. So, don't sue.
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`Rain. Why is there always so much rain?'

Thought Yuugi while looking out the window. Letting out a deep sigh, he spoke out loud "If only I actually had a friend to help me pass the time when it rains" Life is tough when your 15 years old, in high school, and still look like you belong in the 6th grade. And the fact that Yuugi was shy, and lived above a game shop, alone with his purvey old grandpa did not make matters much better. `Well, at least it's the weekend less chance of getting beat-up again by those horrible bullies' thought Yuugi, trying, and failing, to be optimistic. After all, he still had black bruises from last time...

"YUUGI! Come down here and help me with the new shipment of Duel Monsters merchandise!" called Sugoroku from down the stairs. Lifting himself up from his position on the floor, Yuugi made it to his door to call out "Hai! Coming Jichan!" before stopping just outside his door to survey his room for no particular reason... the toys, games and puzzles that littered the floor; the overcrowded closet that could avalanche at any moment; and his still unmade bed. The only thing in his room where something could be thought of and described as neat was his small desk. And even that had Duel Monster cards scattered across its surface from that duel he tried to play against himself...

`Life would be so much better if I wasn't too shy to make friends' and with that thought, Yuugi ran down the stairs that connected the apartment from the shop and began picking up heavy boxes, putting them on the counter, and unpacking their contents to shelve later. And that's how he spent his weekends, to both his, and Sugoroku's dismay. Sugoroku had hoped that by now the boy he'd raised since birth would have at least made some friends...
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It was break time on Monday morning; Yuugi was sitting at his desk, in the classroom, alone as per usual. Some of the other boys had asked if he'd wanted to join them on the court outside for a game of basketball against the girls. But, as delighted as he'd been, he politely declined reminding them that it wouldn't be fair to whichever team he was on because of his height. And, the second he'd said that, the other boys had just nodded their heads, and showed other signs of agreement while walking out the door, thoroughly ignoring Yuugi once again Yuugi sighed heavily in disappointment. He really did want to play with everyone, but he couldn't be so selfish as to make one of the teams lose just because he wanted to join in.

Then he remembered! I always bring some toys and puzzles with me to school, why don't I just do that? He slowly turned around and reached into his backpack and, unexpectedly, his hand touched something cold. Pulling out the hard object and placing it on his desk, he let out a small noise of surprise. 'It's the puzzle-box that Jichan found on his last trip to Egypt! What's it doing in my bag?' Yuugi thought, panicking. Jichan had told him never to touch it for it was cursed... all the archaeologists that had found it had died mysteriously all around the same time.

But strangely enough, he had the weirdest feeling of security around the cursed item. Throwing caution to the wind, he was about to open it, when he noticed the intricate inscriptions on the sides. "This treasure can be seen, but you haven't seen it ... what could that mean?" said Yuugi as he read the hieroglyphs out loud. He turned it over, looking on all sides and examining the intricate scriptures. He had a weird, fuzzy, prickly feeling in the back of his mind. He then saw more of his memories creep to the front of his mind...

He was in the kitchen. His Jichan had just returned from one of his long expeditions to Egypt. Yuugi sat at the kitchen table, eating leftover take-out from the night before, and waiting for his grandpa to finish unpacking in his room. Just as he was about to put his plate in the sink, he heard the familiar sound of his grandpa's footsteps coming down the hall, and toward him. Forgetting all about the plate, he jumped up and ran to tackle his grandpa in a fierce hug. After a surprised grunt, the next sound to be heard from the old man was low chuckling.

"Haha. Hello there Yuugi! I take it you might have missed me?" Joining in, Yuugi laughed as he bounced up and down, pulling his grandpa toward a chair and sitting him down. All the while demanding to hear all about the trip and asking questions without pause. And so Sugoroku pulled out the treasure he'd brought back with him and set it on the table.

Yuugi's eyes widened as they finally noticed the glistening, golden box. And, taking the opportunity to speak now that Yuugi was distracted, Sugoroku told his grandson the legend behind the artifact. "... and, it is said that whoever solves the puzzle will gain all the power and knowledge of darkness. As well as being granted one wish, their true heart's desire."

That sentence kept floating around in his mind, repeating itself. "As well as being granted one wish, their true heart's desire... true heart's desire... desire..." It even seemed to echo around in the room, all around him. Without realizing it, his hand had pulled off the top of the puzzle's box, and he'd just started reaching for a piece when he was tapped on the shoulder.

Broken out of his trance, he spun around to see who it was that had disturbed him. "Oh! Hey Anzu-Chan!" Greeted Yuugi cheerfully when he recognized the friendly face of one of his classmates. Her name was Masaki Anzu, and she was the closest thing Yuugi had ever come to a real friend. "Hey Yuugi! Sorry to bother you, but... uh... what is that?" She asked, pointing a finger down towards the artifact still on Yuugi's desk. "Oh. This is an artifact that my grandpa brought back with him from his last expedition!"

And Yuugi proceeded to tell Anzu about the curse, and how the person who solved it would be granted one wish, and the power of darkness. "Wow! Sounds really exciting Yuugi!" exclaimed Anzu after hearing the story. "Can I ask you a question though, Yuugi?" after nodding his head, Anzu continued. "What would you wish for if you ever finished that puzzle?" Blushing furiously and shaking his head, Yuugi said "Gomen Anzu, but that's a secret!"

Unannounced to the two of them, Jounochi and Honda had also been listening in...
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(A/N): Well that was it, tell me what you think, and whether or not I should continue, or hang up my ink and quil (inside joke, if its not obvious enough to understand, dont worry about it). Oh, and the first 5 people to review get to suggest a scene to add later on it the story(romance and fluff are more that welcome)

REVIEW! please?