Author's Note: So, here's chapter one! Yay! I do have a busy schedule, but I will try to find a day where I can update regularly. Anyways, on with the chapter!

"Dialogue"

"Other End of the Phone Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

Disclaimer: Mmmm, nope, still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!. If I did, puzzleshipping would be canon. Though, I, uh, guess it already is. Um, yeah, don't own it. *sad face*

A short teen made his way down the street, briskly walking in the direction of his home. It was was almost seven, and quickly getting dark. His tri-coloured, star-shaped hair blew in the wind, and raising a hand to block a bit of the sudden gust, he flipped open his phone.

'Wow, it's getting late. I should hurry home. I don't want Grandpa to worry.'

Stuffing his phone back into the pocket of his black leather pants, he turned the corner—

-xxxxxx-

"Fucking child! Can't you do anything?! Oh, I forgot, your worthless ass isn't capable of doing anything, let alone something right! I was going to earn almost a thousand if you'd performed! You goddamned whore, or should I not call you that, seeing as you couldn't do it!" The man screamed, leaning over to slap the child, while struggling to remain standing in the back of the van. The driver could only watch in horror as the man began to violently beat the child.

The small boy remained silent, until the man said:

"Didn't I warn you about what would happen should you disobey me?" The man asked, his voice suddenly cold.

The boy's eyes widened in fear, staring at the knife in the man's hand. The boy pushed the man, who stumbled and fell, and turned towards the locked door of the van, trying to get away from the dangerous weapon. He managed to get the door open, before he felt a searing pain in his left shoulder. Looking back, he saw that the man had regained his footing and now stood behind him, the blade embedded in his shoulder. The man leaned in close to his ear, and said:

"Hmmm, you know what? You've been nothing but trouble. I don't want you anymore. But, if you tell anyone what happened, or about me for that matter, I, personally, will hunt you down and kill you in the longest, most painful way."

The boy cried out as the man slid the knife diagonally across his back, leaving a deep, jagged cut from the boy's shoulder to his right hip.

"Consider that a warning."

That was all the boy heard before the man shoved the small boy out of the van, not bothering to ask the driver to slow down.

-xxxxxx-

—just in time to see a young boy get thrown from a speeding van. The boy hit the black asphalt, landing harshly on his left side before rolling onto his back.

'Oh my Ra, is he alright?!'

The young teen took off down the street, determined to help the motionless boy lying on the ground. He paled when he saw the growing pile of blood around the boy. He slid to a stop and dropped to his knees next to the boy. He immediately noticed the boy's similar hair.
'He looks like a cuter version of me...No, no, no, now isn't the time for that. Ra, I need to call an ambulance! He's bleeding like crazy!'

The teen whipped out his phone and quickly dialed for emergency services.

"119, what is your emergency?"

"I need an ambulance, and fast! I was walking home, and when I turned to go down Nakatsu, I saw a young boy, maybe eleven, get thrown from a van that was surely going over the speed limit! He's bleeding badly, and doesn't seem to be conscious. He has bruises and small cuts all over the place, and—"

The teen turned the boy over and dropped the phone.

"Sir?"

There was a long, deep cut running down the boy's back. It was bleeding profusely, covering the young teen's hands in blood.

"Sir?!" The dispatcher asked a bit louder, concern clear in her voice.

Picking the phone back up, the young teen sat, horrified. "H-he has...a long cut...o-on his b-back. It...It's bleeding...really badly..." The teen stuttered into the phone.

"Sir, I need you to stay calm. An ambulance is on the way. Whatever you do, do not hang up the phone."

The teen barely heard her, still terrified for the boy. He gently turned him back over and slowly lowered the boy's back onto the ground. Just then, he saw red and white flashes quite a ways down the street.

'Thank Ra, the ambulance is just about here!'

He looked back down at the boy to see his eyes open slightly, his gaze unfocused and unseeing. They opened to the most beautiful shade of amethyst he'd ever seen.

'He's got...beautiful eyes...No, I've got to keep him awake. He could risk slipping into a coma!'

-xxxxxx-

The boy opened his eyes to see someone leaning over him.

"Can you hear me? My name is Yami. The ambulance is almost here! Hold on, please, just don't go to sleep! It's likely you have a concussion; I don't want you to slip into a coma."

The boy didn't have the strength to respond. His body burned, his back on fire with pain. He coughed, a small amount of blood coating his mouth and trailing down the side of his chin. Darkness licked at the edges of his vision.

"No, no, no, wait! No, don't go to sleep yet! The ambulance is just down the street! Um, um...here, I'll tell you about myself, okay? You don't need to say anything, just focus on my voice. Um...uh...l-let's see, I'm seventeen, I'm in...uh...eleventh grade, and I, uh, um, I-I really like Duel Monsters. It's a card game with—no, NO! You need to—"

The boy tried to pay attention to this "Yami" person, but the darkness won. The last thing he saw before he fell unconscious was a pair of piercing, crimson eyes.

-xxxxxx-

"—stay awake." Yami finished as the boy's eyes closed again, no longer able to keep them open.

'Dammit, he's unconscious again. Finally, the ambulance is here!'

The ambulance slid to a stop, and the paramedics jumped out of the vehicle. They rushed over to where Yami and the boy with a gurney. They quickly lifted the boy onto a gurney, and quickly pushed the gurney into the back of the gurney. Yami ran with one of the paramedics. The paramedic climbed into the ambulance. He turned to Yami.

"You coming with, sir?" he asked.

Yami nodded with absolutely no hesitation, and scrambled into the back of the ambulance, which immediately sped off toward the hospital.

A/N: That's chapter one! A lot happened, but there is still more to come. Hopefully writing improved a bit, and as always, rate and review!

~Sinful Magician