Haku: Next chappie, and this one will make sense! As in there will be a plot line starting up, not a useless string of nonsense as there was last chappie!

Y. Haku: Hmmm, isn't your stuff just usually a long string of nonsense though?

Haku: SHUSH you! -bonks him- Hey! That was fun! -bonks him again... and again... and again...-

Y. Haku: X.x

Yugi: Yay! I get to be muse!

Haku: Wow, you're the first muse who's actually been happy about that! -hugs him-

Yugi: ^_^ I don't see why Yami complained so much!

Haku: ^_^ I should make you muse more often!

REVIEW REPLIES:

Yugi: Tis FUN to play with bold!

kIm- ^_^ It will now make a lot more sense, for that was basically the introduction. Funny way to start a fic I know, but hey!

Spiritual Winds- The actual story starts this chapter! I'm glad you liked the start!

Dagger5- ^_^ I'm glad you liked it! I'm starting with the actual fic now.

Nekostar 2- Yes, very weird... but it'll make sense this chappie I promise!

Yami-Ryou- O.o That's an interesting outlook, but cool! ^_^

-three second pause throughout the room-

Yugi: Oh dear. -grabs Haku's arms-

Haku: GRR! LET ME GET MY HANDS ON HIM! GRR! LET ME GO YUGI! MUUUSSSSSTTTT... DESTROY... MARIKU!!!!! Yessss Precioussss... desssstroy the Yami Malik.... Mussst ssssave Malik....

Yugi: -sweatdrop sweatdrop-

Y. Malik: -runs away-

Kikoru- Will do! ^_^

DFN3- O'course he does! But wait until you find out what it is.

Koishii No Tenshi- There might be another chapter like that, depending on how the fic goes. But I'm glad you liked it!

DISCLAIMER:

Haku: Take it away Yugi!

Yugi: Haku doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or, as you saw (If you read Review replies) A certain blonde-haired Yami wouldn't actually exist...

Haku: Darn right he wouldn't.

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Chapter 1

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I rubbed my eyes in tired frustration. Who would have thought a SCHOOL would have so much security surrounding it's database? I really shouldn't have accepted that mission, what, with next to no information on it at all, but the others always said I enjoyed a challenge. Of course, in the Network, no-one knows what anyone else looks like for the simple fact it's too risky to get friendly with someone who's as good, or better a spy than you are. You have to watch your back.

I guess I should explain a little huh? Seeing as you've probably never even heard about the Network before. It's an underground organization, that you have to sign in to. No one knows where headquarters are, those invited there are never allowed to leave, and the other members never hear from them again. the first shock came when my rival, MAGEGIRL was asked there. Oh, that's another thing, we have no idea who the other members of this organization are. We talk, on occasion, always over the internet, behind the world's greatest security system. Hell, not even the pentagon knows we exist. But that doesn't mean we know names, no, we're all known by code. I'm DARKMAGE. Now, back to why my computer was infuriating me so.

"DAMMIT! WORK YOU BLOODY MACHINE!" I was strongly tempted to throw the computer across the room, and watch, with a sense of grim satisfaction, as it shattered all over the floor of my dim, unlit bedroom. What can I say? I work better in the dark. If it were day, the screen would be kicked in by now. I tried once more to go in the last backdoor I knew of, before I gave in to frustration and asked THIEFKING to get into the school for me. He was very appropriately named, I always thought, for he was an expert at hacking and leaving nice little viruses on particularly nasty pages, but luckily, I didn't need to get in touch with him (lucky for the school that is... If I had, they would have woken up to all their files missing.) for, with a tired "beep" The inner workings of the school were open to me.

"Domino high... lets see... where would you keep the new student files?" Yes, I mumble to myself when I'm on the computer, it makes things seem much more interesting. Browsing their network, and wondering why all the security, a ping alerted me to a message coming in from THIEFKING.

THIEFKING- Horn broken, watch for finger. says-
Hey there mage, how's it going?

I smiled, and quickly typed,

DARKMAGE- If I agree, will you SHUT UP? says-
Hey Thief, where were you about 3 seconds ago? I could have used your help.

I turned back to my work as he typed his reply, Quickly locating the new student files and creating one for myself. Tomorrow I'd walk to the school, and a new student file they didn't know they had would let me in.

THIEFKING- Horn broken, watch for finger. says-
Why? What's up? (And it's KING to you.)

DARKMAGE- If I agree, will you SHUT UP? says-
Bloody Domino High school, their files are guarded as close as the pentagons. New mission. (oh really? what you going to do about it?)

I sighed, looking around my small room. There was nothing really in it, just a bed, some clothes visible through an open closet door, an alarm clock, and the computer on a small desk. I'm used to moving in and out of places quickly for my missions, but judging by the proximity of the school to this apartment, I wouldn't have to go anywhere anytime soon.

THIEFKING- Horn broken, watch for finger. says-
HAH! You took the Yugi Mouto mission didn't you? Well, I'm glad it's you, and not me. It sounds almost impossible, and from what I hear, failure is not an option. -points and laughs-

I felt myself pale.

DARKMAGE- If I agree will you SHUT UP? says-
-pales- You're not serious are you? Ahh well, I haven't failed yet. -attempts to break your fingers-

His reply was very quick.

THIEFKING- Horn broken, watch for finger. says-
There's always a first time, Mage. (I wonder if I'll figure out who you are...)

This puzzled me, but I didn't make any reply. Thief never replied if I asked questions. It was unspoken law in the underground world, that One, you didn't ask questions, and two, if someone asked a question, you didn't reply, unless it was something trivial.

Kuriboh has been added to the conversation

DARKMAGE- If I agree, will you SHUT UP? says-
Hey 300!

THIEFKING- Horn broken, watch for finger. says-
Hoi-ya Kuriboh!

300, another one of our little 'group.' She's as into duel monsters as THIEFKING and I, but enjoys little quirks with her cards, such as calling herself Kuriboh, because of the fact Kuriboh has 300 attack points.

Kuriboh says-
Hey guys, how are we? ^_^

I sighed, she always liked to make 'smiley faces.'

DARKMAGE- If I agree, will you SHUT UP? says-
Not good, I've got the Mouto case. -sighs as funeral march plays in the background-

THIEFKING- Horn broken, watch for finger. says-
Opps, sorry. -Turns off CD player.-

Kuriboh says-
LOL King! I'm sorry to hear it though Mage, -yawn...- Sorry boys, I'm tired... I gotta go. -.- zZz...

I sighed, half heartedly.

DARKMAGE- If I agree, will you SHUT UP? says-
Yeah, not a bad idea, 300... I might turn in myself... (Those faces really IRK me you know that don't you?)

And without waiting for a reply, I turned off the computer, and jumped into bed.

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The next day dawned bright and early over Domino city, as I threw a ringing alarm clock halfway across the room, and groaned in frustration as this did nothing to stop the noise, only proceeded to make it louder and more infuriating, as I actually had to get out of bed if I wanted to smash it. And get out of bed I did, but I restrained myself from breaking my alarm clock, after all, it would mean having to buy a new one. I really didn't want to do that just yet.

Going downstairs, I pulled on the uniform that headquarters had sent me. that was another thing I loved about this job. Free food, free accommodation, (Though I was only 16, I was recognised as a legal adult by the country. Hey what can I say? Being in the Network gives me friends in high places.) and no bills to speak of. That's not all the benefits I got, but the others don't really matter. I just got dressed, had a piece of plain toast for breakfast, (Hell, butter is useless really.) and left the house.

Walking slowly down the street, I followed the street map in my mind to get to where I wanted to go. Stopping in front of the large gates of the school, I was slightly surprised to see the homely attitude that it possessed. It was almost as if... well.. I don't know what it was like. I just walked in, disregarding all feelings of safety I had. Hell, I was a spy. It'd do me no good to get friendly with anyone. A glare and a scowl plastered on my face, I walked into the building, and up to the reception. (Haku: Hell, I know that I'm not describing anything, but stay with me here. Descriptions come later.)

A dumpy woman of about 35 greeted me there. "Good morning sir! What can I do for you?" She said in a falsely cheery voice, that I saw right through. I tried replying civilly though.

"Hi. I'm new today, and I was wondering if I could get my schedule?" I said, turning on all the charms.

"I... don't know of any new students coming today. but hang on a sec, I'll check for you." She replied, a politely confused look on her face, as she typed on the keyboard. "And what's your name?"

"Yami Atemu. (Haku: Merely because the author is a lazy bum and can't be stuffed thinking up anything else.)" The lady nodded, typing into her computer at a rapid rate.

"Well, Yami, it looks like I was mistaken. Here's your timetable, and your class is just down that hall, first door on the right, you can't miss it." She smiled, and I nodded my thanks, following her instructions perfectly. I raised a hand and lightly rapped on the door with my knuckles. The teacher, a tall man of about 40 years answered the door.

"May I help you?" He asked, his face enquiring.

I smiled. "Hi! my name's Yami Atemu, and I was told by the lady at the front desk that this was my class? I'm new today, you see, and well... yeah..." I finished, deliberately trailing off.

He looked puzzled for a minute, before taking a look at my schedule. Apparently satisfied with what he saw, he ushered me inside. "Class? We have a new student joining our form today, and his name is Yami Atemu. I'd like you to all make him exceptionally welcome, on his first day. Yami? If you'd come inside please?"

I did as I was told, gracefully walking up to the teachers desk, with practised ease. "Hello. I'm Yami. It's a pleasure to meet you all." I said, flashing a casual smirk towards the class, making all of the girls, and even a few of the boys swoon.

The teacher beamed at me. "Okay, Yami, let's see... where can we seat you? Ahh. Next to Yugi there's an empty seat." My hearing perked, as I heard the name Yugi. I turned in the direction and looked directly into the eyes of...

My exact duplicate...

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Haku: Hell! I know it's not descriptive and such, but the non-descriptiveness is an important part of the story.

Yugi: YAY! Yami's sitting Next to me! -bounces around the room-

Haku: O.o -sweatdrop sweatdrop-

Yugi: Oh, and hands up anyone who thinks they know who THIEFKING is? And just so no-one gets angry with us, 300 doesn't matter to the plot at all, she's just a tiny little part of the story, of completely no significance, so don't bite our heads off for an OC ok?

Y. Haku: -regains consciousness- Read and review?