Hello all readers… I'm new to the whole fanfic thing, so watashi no mendō wo yoku miru!
B: This was a whim, but if I get enough reviews, I shall write more.
Yami B: Don't listen to her, she'll write anyway…and beg me to read it so she'll feel better about it. So review to build her confidence….
B: oh, and I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh…or Anzu would not exist… to many 'friendship' speeches *shivers*
Yami B: She wishes she owned it…
A GIRL CALLED YUUGI
Reincarnation?
It was Yuugi's birthday, a day that meant a lot to Yami. It had been nearly two years since Yuugi had died in a car accident. Yami had been torn up for weeks after the death of his Aibou. He had just gained his own body, and because he had been with Yuugi when the accident had occurred, and had possessed the abilities to save Yuugi, he blamed himself for not saving him from the claws of death.
Yami carried a Amethyst colored candle to Yuugi's grave, along with a bouquet of lilies, his Aibou's favorite flower. He placed the flowers on Yuugi's grave and then lit the candle. Yami sat and prayed to his Aibou until the gemlike candle had melted, and burned itself to a stub. Then he turned and walked back to his home in the game shop. He was absentmindedly wandering the still complex corridors of his mind, remembering his Aibou, when he came across a new door, one he had not seen before in his many walks through this part of the maze.
He reached for the doorknob, and cautiously turned the knob, opening the door. Inside was a room with purple and red wall hangings, and golden furniture. The entire room was dominated by a huge bed with gauze curtains. and mahogany posts. He pushed back the hangings, overwhelmed by a sense of curiosity. Inside, tucked under the richly embroidered wine silk coverlet slept a girl with pale skin and long black hair. The tips of her hair were colored red, which faded to purple the closer it got to her front. She had golden strands of hair that formed a sort of frame for her face. Yami drew back in shock. She greatly resembled his Aibou. 'Why is there even another person in my mind's room, anyway?' he asked himself as he gazed at the girl in wonder.
He then noticed a ticking sound that reminded him of a clock. He turned around, and saw a very large, very ornate grandfather clock that was ticking away merrily. As the clock tolled out the hour, he heard a soft moan from the bed behind him. Then, as Yami turned around, he found himself looking into his Aibou's eyes, copied perfectly into this strange girls face. In fact, that was not the only thing that was copied perfectly into this girl. Yami felt a similar spirit to Yuugi's within the her. He stared into the twin pools, captivated by this odd child, sleeping in his minds room. "Yami?" she breathed, breaking the spell. Yami started. "How do you know my name?" he asked the girl. It was the girls turn to look surprised. "Yami," she whispered, "It's me, Yuugi, don't you know who I am?"