Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-gi-oh or the folk story this is based off of.
Something Was Wrong
Something was wrong. The abnormally short boy with the unique, flashing hair wandered down the street having no idea how he had ended up in Downtown Domino or why he was even here. At first he wondered if he wasn't dreaming, but everything felt real and something inside told him it wasn't so.
The Millennium Puzzle no longer hung around his neck and this served only to increase his anxiety. He didn't know how long he'd been down here over even what time it was. Looking around he found a man in a black expensive suit standing on the side of street.
Caring a large briefcase, the man desperately tried to hail a cab, but with little success. With no one else around at the moment Yugi quietly approached the man. Bowing respectfully he said "Hello sir, I was wondering if you could tell me the time? I seemed to have forgotten my watch." He smiled kindly as the man turned to face him reading his watch.
"Of course son the time is 4:05…" Suddenly the man's face turned white as he stared at Yugi.
Seeing the look on his face Yugi grew concerned. "Sir what's the matter? Are you feeling alr-"
"Get back, stay away!" the man practically screamed as he turned away from the astonished boy and rand down the road, not looking back.
Alarmed, Yugi carefully looked down at himself but saw nothing wrong beside the absence of the ancient pyramid that usually rested comfortably against his chest. He was adorned in his usual blue jacket, dark sleeves tee, and dark blue pants, yet strangely, his shirt seemed darker in spots…
Confused and trying to hold down the terror slowly growing in his chest, he continued down the street searching for a phone, taxi, anything to get him home faster or in contact with his friends and family.
His luck seemed to take a positive turn as he noticed a bus stopped and passengers disembarked. Sighing with relief, he raced forward towards the closing doors.
"Wait!" he yelled as loud as his lungs would allow while running to the bus. The doors reopened and the bus rumbled patiently. Pausing only for a moment to catch his breath, he looked up at the driver as prepared to board the bus.
What he saw sent another chill through his body.
The driver's face was a ghostly white, his eyes as big as dinner plates. The man's whole form began to shake. Yanking on the door handle, the driver began to race away as Yugi fail backwards to avoid being crushed by the doors. With tires screeching and the smell of rubber burning, the bus charged into the streets, receiving many offended blaring horns and yells from the other drivers.
Picking himself up, Yugi could feel the terror growing inside his chest. Something was wrong with him that was causing people to run away from him in terror and he needed to discover what it was quickly.
Even as he continued down the street, any people he met would desperately try to avoid him, flattening themselves against the wall or running across the street to get out of his way.
Desperately he screwed his eyes shut, and tried to remember.
A walk home from school, he and his friends laughing merrily… A light turned green and he raced forward... A blast of pain, something red smeared his face, stained his clothes… all the while a rich, baritone voice yelled in his mind…
Horror spread throughout his frame, nausea and terror causing him to shake. How he wished to feel that reassuring presence come up from the back of his mind…
Mou hitori no Boku!
Their bond had grown exceptionally strong so as to allow them to speak if he weren't in contact with the Puzzle. His best friend would surely make sense of what was happening.
Reaching out with his mind, he sought the link that connected his mind to Mou hitori no Boku's. As he did so however he discovered the link felt tattered and torn, worse than anything he'd felt previously. He could barely sense the Pharaoh at all, but what he did feel did nothing to comfort him. A wave of cold grief and guilt washed over him, practically drowning his own soul in its dark depths. His other's voice was screaming his name between choked sobs.
Reeling back like he had been smacked with a ton of bricks, Yugi fail into a dark and deserted alleyway. His back fail against a hard, steel pole. Wincing in pain, he turned his head and discovered he'd fallen against a pay phone.
Warm, sweet relief filled him as he seized it and quickly and began dialing the games shops phone number. Finally he would get some answers and this whole nightmare would be over. After several rings, he just about gave up on anyone answering when an unfamiliar voice sounded.
"Hello this is the Mutou residence." A polite voice said. Saving the questions about the person's identity for later, he responded.
"Hello, is Suguroku or Ms. Mutou home?"
"I'm afraid not" the voice replied, "They're attending a funeral today. Their grandson and son Yugi Mutou was killed yesterday in car accident in downtown Domino."
A/N: I was listening to Halloween music while reading "Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark." Yugi is one of my favorite characters so I don't know why I wrote this. Anyway hope you liked it and Happy Halloween!