I do not own the concept of Yu-Gi-Oh! or it's characters. I only own Hasina Tsukirino.

She looked outside: the sky was dark and raindrops pitter-pattered against the window. Her eyes were glazed over as she was lost in her thoughts. She rested her chin on her fist, closed her eyes, and sighed...thinking about him.

"Miss Tsukirino!" the teacher yelled. The young woman snapped back to reality. "Uh, yes, Miss Suzuki?" she asked timidly. "This is the last time you daydream in my class!" The teacher took a pen from a cup on her desk and fervently wrote out a note. She walked over to the student's desk and slapped the paper down in front of her. "Here. I'm transferring you out of my class. I can't teach students who don't want to learn."

"But I do-!" The teacher cut her off. "It's too late now. If you really wanted to achieve in this class you would have put forth the effort. Now, to your new class, Miss Tsukirino." The teacher sat down at her desk and pointed to the door. The young woman stood up and gathered her things while the class remained silent. She looked at their expressions out of the corner of her eye. Some watched her leave with sympathetic expressions on their face; others shook their head. The rest of the students just ignored the uproar and continued their work like nothing happened. She bowed her head in shame and closed the door behind her.

She walked down the hall and up to the top floor, looking for her new class. When she finally found it she stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and knocked lightly.

I really did like that class. I may not have had any friends, but I loved the lessons. She was a bitch anyway...

The door to the classroom opened, and a man, a bit older than the young Miss Suzuki, stood in the doorway. He smiled. "Hi, can I help you miss?" The young woman handed him the note she was given. After reading it, he gave her a sympathetic smile. "Well, I'm sorry things didn't work out in your other class, but I'm sure we can make you feel welcome here." She gave a soft smile and walked past him into the classroom.

The teacher walked to his desk and looked at his students. "Class, this is Hasina Tsukirino. She'll be with us for the rest of the school year."

Hasina?

A short boy with tri-colored hair looked up from his work at the girl. She was a little shorter than average height with a curvy figure, light green eyes and long, brown curly hair. She looked a bit nervous, and a bit sad.

"Miss Tsukirino, my name is Mister Yamaguchi. You may take your seat next to in front of Mister Mutou," he told Hasina, pointing to her seat. She looked at her empty desk, her face flushed. I'm sitting in front of...him? She walked over and took her seat, taking out paper and utensils. As continued to teach the class, she tried to focus on the lesson being taught, but she couldn't knowing he was behind her.

After morning classes, Hasina got her lunch out of her bag and ate alone at her desk. She looked out the window and noticed the clouds letting up and the sun shining through. Oh, good. At least I won't have to walk home in the rain.

"Shrimp with gravy? It looks delicious. Mochi too?" a male voice asked. Hasina looked up at the young man who tore her away from her thoughts. He had big brown eyes and long white hair. His smile was inviting, and adorable. She couldn't help but blush. "Oh, yeah. It's leftovers from dinner. Would...you like to join me?"

The young man pulled up his desk in front of Hasina's and opened his lunch. "Thank you," he said politely. "Would you like some of my mochi? I have plenty," she asked. "Sure. You can try some of my banoffee pie too, if you want." She tilted her head. "Banoffee? I've never heard of that dessert before." He chuckled. "It's a dessert from where I'm from. England." She was intrigued. "Wow, England? That's so far." He shrugged. "It's not that far, but I guess it's not right down the street."

Hasina giggled softly. "Yeah, I guess. By the way, I didn't catch your name." The young man shook his head. "Oh, where are my manners? My name is Ryou Bakura. Most everyone calls me Bakura, but you can call me Ryou if you'd like. You're name is...Hasina. Is that correct?" She nodded. "It's, um, beautiful..." he told her. "Oh...Th-thank you..." she said as she looked down at her lunch and blushed. "What origin is it?" he asked.

Hasina opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off. "It's Egyptian, isn't it?" A group of four, three boys and one girl, walked into the room with their lunches and sat around Hasina and Ryou. Ryou forced a small smile towards the group. "Hello, everyone," he said politely, but then let out a frustrated puff of air. "Hey, Bakura," said the shortest boy. He looked back at Hasina. "Am I right?" he asked again.

Hasina looked down at her lunch, blushing. "Uh, yeah. Well, Swahili, actually." The boy tilted his head and looked at her with concern. "Is something wrong?" She cleared her throat and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "Sorry, I'm just a little star-struck. You're Yugi Mutou, aren't you?"

Yugi blushed. "Oh, well, I wouldn't call myself a star..." The blonde young man pulled the smaller boy into a headlock. "You kiddin' me? I don't think there's anyone left in the world that could beat you, Yug." The other girl spoke up. "He is a great duelist; okay, probably the best, but don't be shy. Yugi's just a regular person, like us."

She offered a hand out to her and Hasina shook it. "My name is Tea Gardner. These two are Joey Wheeler and Tristan Taylor." Hasina smiled softly. "It's nice to meet all of you. You're all much friendlier than anyone in my other class." Ryou looked at her sadly. "Don't you...have any friends?" Tea nudged Ryou's arm. "Bakura, Isn't that a little rude to ask?" Hasina chuckled. "It's okay. Yeah, I have one friend, but she moved to America. She had cancer and went to see the best doctors there. Her and her family can't afford to move back here at the moment; so it's been pretty lonely first quarter..."

Tea put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry Hasina, but maybe you could hang out with us," she told her with a wink. Joey put an arm around her shoulder. "Yea, we're always there for our pals!" he exclaimed. Tristan did the same. "We're an exciting group to be around." The group laughed, but Hasina chuckled nervously.

"What-what do you mean?" she asked. Ryou patted her hand. "Oh, he's just joking. People get really competitive over trying to beat the best duelist in the world, right Yugi?" Yugi smiled bashfully. "It's not easy being The King of Games."

Hasina smiled at him. "Well, your highness, I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I...challenged you to a duel?"

Everybody had fallen silent, eyes widened. They all looked at Yugi. He stood up, pulled out his deck, and grinned. "You're on."

Yugi set his cards in the deck zone of the playing field of the arena. He smiled at his opponent on the opposite side of the arena. "You ready to finally duel me, Hasina?" Hasina grinned, elated to have the honor to duel the best of the best: to finally duel him. "You know it!"

The two were at Kaibaland in one of the many dueling arenas; Yugi's friends stood on the side and watched the battle begin. "Go, Yug! Show her how 'da King really duels!" Joey cheered. Ryou called out to Hasina, "Go, Hasina! Do your very best!" Tristan raised a brow at him. "Why are you cheering for her?" Ryou blushed, looking away from him. "Oh. I don't know. She needs someone to cheer her on too..."

Tea looked over at Hasina who seemed pumped up for the upcoming match. I wonder why she challenged Yugi to a duel so suddenly. I mean, sure, he's a world-renowned duelist, but she doesn't seem to be the type to duel seriously. She hardly knows him either. Tea looked back over at Yugi, who looked just as eager, making her smiled. They both sure look excited though. I guess it's nice for Yugi to have an intense, but friendly duel for a change.

The two duelists both exchanged a fierce look to one another.

"Let's duel!"

Before he picked up his cards, something changed vastly about Yugi's appearance. Hasina's eyes widened. Her determination and excitement dissipated as she saw the boy in front of her change into a man. His height grew by a foot, his hair grew out more, and his gaze was intense and unwavering. She gasped softly.

It's...it's him.

Hasina has seen every match Yugi has ever dueled that they have put on television. She could never contain the flutter she felt in her heart every time she saw that man's face. She could tell though that there was something off about Yugi. That the boy she saw in the hallways at school was not the same person she saw on her television screen; now she knew the truth. There were two Yugi's, not the same person, but somehow inhabiting the same body.

Yugi smirked, drew five cards, and examined them. "Alright, Hasina, you asked for a duel, and you're going to get one!" he told her, his voice deeper than before. Hasina just stared at him with a dumbfound expression. Yugi's smirk faded, his expression concerned. "Hasina? Are you alright?"

Hasina slowly laid her cards down on the surface in front of her. "I..." she said aloud, "it's you..." His eyes widened and she panicked. Hasina turned and jumped from her platform, running out of the room and out of the building. Tea called out to her, "Hasina, wait!" Joey and Tristan called out too. "Come back!" Ryou looked sadly at the doorway. Yugi stared at the doorway too, but then lowered his platform to the floor.

His friends walked up to him with Tea fuming. "Well, that was rude. This girl hardly knows you, challenges you to a duel, and runs out without playing a single card?" Yugi walked past them without a word and went over to her side of the arena. Tea called out to him, "Yugi, what's up?" He climbed up to the platform and picked up her deck. He fanned them out in both of his hands, examining them. "She forgot her cards," he said softly.

It was getting close to the end of the school day and Ryou looked at the empty seat next to him. He frowned and thought to himself. What could have made Hasina run off out of nowhere yesterday? And why isn't she here today? What could have possibly scared her off?

Ryou looked back at Yugi, who was reading for the last few minutes of class. He sighed and rested his chin on his fist. Maybe I could give her her homework after school. I could check up on her and make sure she's okay too...

The bell rang and everyone in class gathered their things, leaving with their friends and chatting about what they were going to do after school and for the weekend. Ryou stayed in his seat until everyone had left. Yugi and his friends started to leave when Tristan looked back at Ryou. "Hey, are you coming, Bakura?" Ryou shook his head. "No, thank you. Go ahead without me. I have something I need to do." Tristan shrugged and him and the group left.

Ryou stood up and walked over to his teacher who looked up and smiled. "Yes, Mister Bakura, what can I do for you?" Ryou smiled back and asked, "Would it be okay if I could take Hasina her work she missed today?"

Hasina was at home laying on the couch curled up under a comforter in a baggy black t-shirt and grey sweat pants. She was watching her favorite sitcoms and eating onion ring snacks. She sat up and wiped her face with her hands: exasperated. Well, I got what I wanted. I finally met The King of Games. What was I thinking? What was I going to do once I met him? All I did was humiliate myself...

Hasina jumped, suddenly hearing her doorbell ring. She threw her blanket off of her and walked over to the door, looking through the peephole. "Oh my god," she said aloud. She quickly fixed her hair as best she could at that moment and cleared her throat. She opened the door. "Hi, Yugi."

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