Yuugi stood in the line appointed for the Lau-Mutou alpha group. Their bags were returned to the correct person, and the teachers led them to their dorms.
"The dorms are not alpha based; they are grounded upon the personality interpreted from the test received with the application. No boys and girls in one room, and if a mistake has been made, please inform your supervisor. The board behind me has all the lists. Find yourself. Dinner and the opening ceremonies will commence at 18:00 hours in the cafeteria. Make yourself at home until then." Yuugi was close to the board by fluke, and therefore managed to escape the crowd before he was crushed for his smaller-than-average build.
Room 139… he though to himself, trudging up the stairs. Suddenly a familiar voice called out behind him.
"Y-Yuugi!" Malik stuttered over the odd name and his lack of breath.
"Hi Malik. What's your room?"
"139."
"Me too!"
"Excellent. Knowing someone at least a little bit will help. Marik's off in 256 even though I specifically stated that he should to be with me." Malik looked sheepish a moment, then smiled. "But there I go unloading my problems on others. Sorry."
"It's alright. I'm only here because my grandfather made me."
"Kinda sorta me too."
"What?" Yuugi was confused.
"My father made us come with my Dad's boss's kid. We were happy in Egypt, but he sent us for some good favors." Malik explained calmly. Yuugi nodded, understanding now that that had been cleared.
Yuugi had just finished unpacking his bag when someone very out of breath and familiar came through the doorway. Ryou glanced up, saw Yuugi, and waved tiredly in greeting.
"Good afternoon." He wheezed.
"Has Baku been after you all day?"
"Barely escaped the bloke on the tram here. Found me in the halls, and damn near had the hounds after me blessed soul before buggering off." Ryou answered, his British heritage coming out more strongly than Bakura's. "What this lad wouldn't do for a spot of tea and a crumpet or two."
Malik looked startled by the intrusion, but then realized that four cots meant more than two per room.
"I wonder who the fourth will be?" he asked no one in particular, leaning back against the headrest and opening a motorcycle magazine.
"Someone we don't know, probably." Yuugi replied, kicking his suitcase under his chosen cot. The three chattered mindlessly for the next hour before the door suddenly crashed open.
Yuugi gazed up at the massively yellow wildcat that stood over him. The blue blindfold shifted loosely. Tenderly, the massive cat sniffed Yuugi's face, and then the boy's clenched hands. It then licked Yuugi gently on the throat. Standing straight again, the wildcat shook itself gently, and the loose blindfold fell completely off.
Violet orbs met the ruby panes, and Yuugi immediately felt the tugging in his chest again. Then he realized what had just happened.