Tornado: Hiya people!  I decided to try a different type of fic since the only things I've written are humorous.

DT: Can you even do a real fic?

Tornado: Of course I can do a real fic!  I just like to do the humorous ones.

DT: Well I just wanted to make sure that you weren't taking on something that was over your head.

Tornado: Hey, DT, do me a favor and shut the hell up!  I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh by the way.

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Friends, who needs them?  Surely I don't.  All they do is stand in your way all of the time.  Keep you from attaining your ultimate goal.  Gardner knows not of which she speaks.  Yet, here I am, all alone because she left me.  Because the memories would haunt her forever.  What about the happy memories?  Are they not worth the time and energy to remember?  What was she so afraid of?

Than again, maybe I read her the wrong way.  Is it possible that she was not running from the past, but instead running from me?  That's ridiculous!  I've known her longer than any soul alive.  Yet why did she run?  Did she find a family to take care of her like I would have if only she had stayed? So many questions I have, yet none that I can answer.  Blue-eyes, if you can somehow sense my thoughts, answer me. 

I'm brooding, and I know it.  I remember those words she said before she left. "Don't come looking for me, for I may not even be alive."  These words have stuck in my head for what's seems like an eternity.  Ever since she left, time seems to pass slower.  It's all just a routine now.  I offered her a life that would hopefully make-up for the two years of horror, but she knew better than I did at the time.  Those horrors could never be buried.  Perhaps she was the smart one when she ran away.  Perhaps, I was a fool not to go with her, but she told me not to come.  She always did have Mokuba in her interests.  She knew that the solution was not for a young child.

I come to this room much to often.  Insomnia brings me here, yet bad dreams will me away.  My heart is too strong for those illusions that this is all her fault, though in a sense it is.  I refuse to blame her for what happened to me.  Never will this be her fault, only my own.

Midnight.  The time I vowed never to rest at.  My fatigue that has developed over many months from lack of rest has finally caught up with me.  Just this once I'll sleep before one, but first I must check on Mokuba just as I did when she was here.

I make my way down from the tower of the mansion to the second floor where the chambers lie.  My sibling's door is the third on the left, though I don't bother to count.  My feet have long since memorized the path.  I crack the door to make sure that he is not awake.  Sure enough he sleeps so peacefully, unbothered by ghosts of the past, just as I want him to be.  I slip into the room unnoticed by the sleeping boy.  He still lies there with the moonlight illuminating his childish face.  He has not changed in three years. At least not like I have. 

I leave his room and make my way down to my own.  For reference I glance at the clock to check the time. One AM.  I was in Mokuba's room longer than it had seemed.  Nothing that I can do about it now.  I can't travel back in time because if I did there are so many things that I would change.

I'm up as early as I always am with my usual routine.  Get up, get a shower, see how much work you can get done before Mokuba comes bounding down the steps, get him ready for school, get the driver, drop Mokuba off at school, and finally get to school myself.  Quite boring actually. 

I waltzed into the classroom a little later than usual, but only four people were there.  I'd have rather had the entire class present than these four particular students.  I just ignored them as I walked back to my seat.  I pulled out a book and buried my face in it before they realized that I was here; it worked about as well as trying to jump off of a building with paper wings and trying to fly. 

"Hey, Kaiba," a sickening cheery voice said.

"Hello, Yugi.  Would you mind leaving me alone?  I'm feeling a bit claustrophobic." 

Man I was being nice to him today.  Usually I just tell people "leave me the hell alone" Wonder what's up with this?

"Okay, Kaiba, if that's what you want," the boy said before backing away from me. 

The rest of the class filed in without any acknowledgement that I was even present.  That was just the way I liked it.  No one notices me; no one has to face the bastard inside of me.  The teacher came in with an unexpected announcement.

"Class, we have a new student today!" Mr. Dictrix said cheerfully.

"Is it a girl?" a voice asked from the front.

"Yes, Mr. Wheeler, it is a girl, and I'll be sure not to put her anywhere near you."

"Shit," Joey muttered under his breath.

Mr. Dictrix motioned to somebody that was waiting outside of the door.  A tall girl stepped inside of the classroom.  She had long light brown hair that fell slightly past her shoulders.  She had a muscular look about her, and rather long legs.  Her bust was pretty big, and her china-doll lips were rose red.  What struck me most about her were her eyes. They were a shocking shade of cerulean and seemed to pierce into people's minds.  Overall, she was absolutely stunning.

"Hi," the girl said nervously with her light, glassy voice.  "My name's Sclera Marshal."

"Sclera just moved here from Obadiah, and she'll be your new class mate."

/Well, duh/ I thought.

"Sclera, why don't you sit next to Mr. Kaiba in the back."

I noticed that her face paled slightly, but her expression refused to change as she slid into the seat next to me.  /Sclera, huh?  I once knew a Sclera, but she ran away.  Come to think of it, that girl looks almost exactly like Blue-eyes would if she was here today.  Must be a coincidence/ I dismissed the idea that this girl could even possibly be Blue-eyes.  It just was not possible in my mind. 

The bell rang signaling that it was the end of homeroom, and the girl along with the rest of the class filed out and headed for first period.

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Tornado: Well, what did you think?

DT: Not bad for the first chapter. My question is, is this going anywhere?

Tornado: In good time, DT, in good time.  For now R&R.