It all started one fine day 7 years ago. I was only 4-years-old at the time, but even then, I was an exceptional duelist, filled with promise. I had already won a couple of the Little League Duel Monsters Tournaments in the area. It was like dueling was in my blood! However, I was lonely. I had no real friends, besides Akira Nefer, my roommate, but Akira's 3 years older than me. The closest thing I had to a friend was my Mystical Elf plushie that Daddy had sent me for my 2nd birthday, along with truckloads of Duel Monsters cards. However, that was all about to change…

BZZZZT! That was the sound that the doorbell made. "I'll get it, Miss Marian!" I said, running towards the front door. I opened the door, and the first thing I saw was a shy-looking boy with long, stark-white hair and big, blue eyes. He was looking down sadly and shyly. He looked about 7-years-old. The man standing next to him had long, cobalt-navy blue hair in a ponytail, a goatee, a bit of a moustache, blue eyes, glasses, and was wearing archaeological gear. "An archaeologist," I thought. He looked… familiar, somehow.

"Hello! Welcome to the Domino City Orphanage!" I greeted the two of them. I turned to the man, and said, "Are you here to give up your son? Because I know where to find the papers for that!" Oh, COME ON, people! I was only 4! GEEZ! I didn't know better! Anyway, the young boy looked at his father, shocked and worried. "Daddy?" he whimpered.

The father smiled at his son, turned back to me, and said, "Nope, I'm not giving him up. I wouldn't dream of it! I'm actually looking for Marian Bakura. Do you know where she is? I'm pretty sure I've come to the right place…"

"Marian… Bakura?" I repeated, confused. "Oh! Do you mean Miss Marian? I'll be right back!" I ran to the kitchen, which is where Miss Marian usually is, and said very quickly, "Someone's here to see you, Miss Marian!"

"Thank you, Kiara," Miss Marian said. She took off her apron and oven mitts, took my hand, and walked back to the front door with me. When Marian saw who was at the door, she squealed, "BOBBYYY!" and threw herself into the man's arms. Suddenly, I realised why the man looked familiar.

"Is this your brother, Miss Marian?" I asked her. They looked exactly alike, aside from the fact that Miss Marian wasn't a man and didn't have manly features, she didn't have blue hair, and she was… erm… much larger than the man.

"Yes, Kiara. This is my brother, Robert, and this is my nephew, Ryo!" Miss Marian practically squealed. Robert waved to me, and I waved back, grinning.

"Auntie Mary, my name is Bakura!" Ryo exclaimed suddenly, startling all of us. "That's what everyone calls me at school, at least."

"Alright then, Bakura," Miss Marian said, chuckling. "Oh! Come on inside! I just baked a batch of cookies, so join me in the kitchen." As Bakura and Mr. Bakura entered, Miss Marian turned to me and said, "You are dismissed, Kiara. Thank you."

"OK, Miss Marian!" I said. I gave her a big hug, and ran off.