Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, let's continue.
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It's been a good 10 years since the end of the Duelist Kingdom tournament. Yugi stayed behind in the small city of Domino and ran his grandfather's game shop. Joey was constantly entering into various duel monster tournaments, although he is widely known for entering these tournaments no one has heard from him in a year. Tea went on to go to Julliard's Dance Academy in New York. Tristan started out an auto garage just outside of Domino. His pride and joy is still his motorcycle. Bakura followed in his father's footsteps and became an Egyptologist, quite the expert in that particular field of work. And as for the great Seto Kaiba, he went on to get a P.h.D. from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. He remained the CEO of KaibaCorp but moved the headquarters to Silicon Valley California. He sent Mokuba to a private school not to far from there. But at the moment, himself and his younger brother were in the CEO's office in the KaibaCorp building. "It's been 10 years Mokuba! 10 years since I've seen Yugi Mutoh and I simply cannot get him out of my mind!" Kaiba began to pace back and forth wile running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"Calm down Seto."
"Calm down? Calm down?! How the hell do you expect me to calm down? I've done everything possible to try and forget him! For crying out loud I moved headquarters as from Domino and Yugi and do you know how much that cost me Mokuba?!"
"Seto," Mokuba tried to stop his older brother's pacing although in vain. "Look I head somewhere, probably from my psychology professor that if something's been bugging ya you should confront it." Kaiba stopped pacing. "You know if I had known just talking would have made you stopped pacing I should have started talking sooner." Kaiba ignored the remark.
"What are you suggesting Mokuba?"
"Maybe you should get back together with Yugi or something like that and challenge him to that duel you've been wanting." Kaiba grabbed his office chair, sat down and began to stroke his chin.
"You know what Mokuba, that's not such a bad idea, not a bad idea at all."
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A knock came from the door at a local game shop in the small city of Domino and a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties went to answer it. He had a good build and was a little taller than the average height. His hair was jet-black spikes in what were outlines in what looked like gold lightening bolts. "I'm looking for a Mr. Yugi Mutoh." A man in a brown uniform stood in the doorway holding a brown clipboard and a white envelope.
"You're talking to him."
"I've got a delivery for you." The man handed him a clipboard and a pen. "Sign here please."
"No problem." Yugi took it in his hands and signed the name he had out on so many autographs on that simple clipboard. The man took back the clipboard and pen and gave Yugi the envelope. Yugi looked at it with intense curiosity. "Do you know where this came from?"
"Yeah, first-class mail we always know. I think it's from KaibaCorp. And from the top cheetoh himself, Seto Kaiba!" Yugi thanked the deliveryman and closed the door and found his way to the couch and managed to sit down. Seto Kaiba. He hadn't heard that name in years, not since the end of the Duelist Kingdom tournament. What could he possibly want with him?
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So? What did you think? Good, bad, awful. Take your pick!
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It's been a good 10 years since the end of the Duelist Kingdom tournament. Yugi stayed behind in the small city of Domino and ran his grandfather's game shop. Joey was constantly entering into various duel monster tournaments, although he is widely known for entering these tournaments no one has heard from him in a year. Tea went on to go to Julliard's Dance Academy in New York. Tristan started out an auto garage just outside of Domino. His pride and joy is still his motorcycle. Bakura followed in his father's footsteps and became an Egyptologist, quite the expert in that particular field of work. And as for the great Seto Kaiba, he went on to get a P.h.D. from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. He remained the CEO of KaibaCorp but moved the headquarters to Silicon Valley California. He sent Mokuba to a private school not to far from there. But at the moment, himself and his younger brother were in the CEO's office in the KaibaCorp building. "It's been 10 years Mokuba! 10 years since I've seen Yugi Mutoh and I simply cannot get him out of my mind!" Kaiba began to pace back and forth wile running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"Calm down Seto."
"Calm down? Calm down?! How the hell do you expect me to calm down? I've done everything possible to try and forget him! For crying out loud I moved headquarters as from Domino and Yugi and do you know how much that cost me Mokuba?!"
"Seto," Mokuba tried to stop his older brother's pacing although in vain. "Look I head somewhere, probably from my psychology professor that if something's been bugging ya you should confront it." Kaiba stopped pacing. "You know if I had known just talking would have made you stopped pacing I should have started talking sooner." Kaiba ignored the remark.
"What are you suggesting Mokuba?"
"Maybe you should get back together with Yugi or something like that and challenge him to that duel you've been wanting." Kaiba grabbed his office chair, sat down and began to stroke his chin.
"You know what Mokuba, that's not such a bad idea, not a bad idea at all."
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A knock came from the door at a local game shop in the small city of Domino and a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties went to answer it. He had a good build and was a little taller than the average height. His hair was jet-black spikes in what were outlines in what looked like gold lightening bolts. "I'm looking for a Mr. Yugi Mutoh." A man in a brown uniform stood in the doorway holding a brown clipboard and a white envelope.
"You're talking to him."
"I've got a delivery for you." The man handed him a clipboard and a pen. "Sign here please."
"No problem." Yugi took it in his hands and signed the name he had out on so many autographs on that simple clipboard. The man took back the clipboard and pen and gave Yugi the envelope. Yugi looked at it with intense curiosity. "Do you know where this came from?"
"Yeah, first-class mail we always know. I think it's from KaibaCorp. And from the top cheetoh himself, Seto Kaiba!" Yugi thanked the deliveryman and closed the door and found his way to the couch and managed to sit down. Seto Kaiba. He hadn't heard that name in years, not since the end of the Duelist Kingdom tournament. What could he possibly want with him?
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So? What did you think? Good, bad, awful. Take your pick!