Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! Though I wish I did T.T This is a work of fiction.
Chapter 1: The New Guy
Yuuhi sat at the window seat on the left side of an airplane. Yuuhi was fairly tall with brown hair, tinged red that went down to his shoulders. He had cold blue eyes and fair skin, he wasn't scrawny, but he wasn't very big either. You could say he was average. All of his belongings were in a moving truck headed towards Domino City. His parents had divorced eight years ago, Yuuhi had left with his father, while his younger brother, Yuugi stayed in Domino with his mother and grandfather. Now, Yuuhi's father had grown tired of being tied down by his son, and had relinquished custody of him over to his mother, who had fought for it often enough. Lazily, Yuuhi glanced out the oval window, and saw that the plane was beginning to descend. Through the intercom, the co-pilot told the passengers they'd be landing at Domino Airport in only twenty minutes. Yuuhi wasn't excited, for the most part, he didn't entirely care that his father didn't want him, but he didn't like the idea of living with people he hardly knew. Eight years could change people a lot. Yuugi was a wimp then, and he probably was now. Yuugi's only friend, a brunette named Mazaki Anzu was kind of annoying, and not much hope could be seen for her in the future. That could also have changed. With a resigned groan, Yuuhi knew things were going to change for him.
In the terminal, a small boy of about 16 with spiky purple hair with blond bangs was playing pinball in the arcade that was adjacent to the gate his mother and grandfather were waiting at. They were there to pick up his brother.
Yuugi, you never told me that you had a brother.The spirit of the Millennium Puzzle, a golden square pyramid relic from ancient Egypt that hung on a chain from Yuugi's neck said.
It never came up, Yami.Yuugi replied despondently to his yami. Yuugi grimaced as his last ball was lost, but at least he made the high score. Besides, I don't really remember Yuuhi very well.
That sounds horrible, Yuugi. A brother is a great thing to have.Yami said in an attempt to cheer up his hikari.
I guess you could say that.Yuugi said with a shrug.
He glanced back at the gate. The plain had landed, and weary passengers with their carry-on bags were disembarking. After several tall, suited men with briefcases moved, Yuugi saw a taller boy than he with brownish-red hair and a lazy expression on his face coming down the tunnel, he wore a blue button shirt that was unbuttoned, he had a tighter black t-shirt on underneath, he wore a pair of pants much like Yuugi's an a set of black boots. On his back was a red backpack, and slung casually over his shoulder was a brown jacket. Yuugi's mother stepped forward and embraced her eldest son. Yuugi slowly made his way over.
"How was the trip, Yuuhi?" The boys' mother asked.
"Boring, the movie wasn't so great, and you know what airline food is like." Yuuhi said with a smile.
"Welcome to Domino, son, you remember your grandfather, right?"
"How could I forget the old coot, how've you been Grandpa?" Yuuhi asked, turning to the squat, grey-haired man.
"Old coot? I'm still as spry as ever." Grandpa flexed a muscle and apparently pulled something.
"You remember Yuugi too, right?"
"I'm not an amnesiac, Mom, where is the little pipsqueak anyway?" Yuuhi asked, as he searched the room and his eyes fixed on his younger brother. Yuugi's expression was friendly, and he was smiling.
"Hi, Yuuhi. It's good to see you." Yuugi said warmly.
"You haven't grown much, have you?" Yuuhi snickered. "Either way, it's good to see you, Yuugi." Yuuhi quickly placed Yuugi in a headlock and mussed up his spiky hair with a noogie. "Eight years worth of noogie's are coming your way, Yuugi!"
"Stop, Yuuhi! This means war!" Yuugi half-screamed. Yuuhi promptly let him go.
"I remember eight years ago you would have started crying, and then you'd sick Mazaki on me. You've toughened up a little, I'm proud." Yuuhi said.
Yuugi was dumbstruck. Eight years ago, Yuuhi would have mercilessly continued the noogie even through Anzu's kicking and clawing. Yuuhi had changed.
"Let's go get your luggage, dear." The boys' mom said.
Grandpa rose from the chair and followed after their mother, the two boys walked in the back.
So, that is your brother.Yami commented. Yuugi simply nodded. He seems nice enough.
Yuugi didn't answer and instead looked up at his brother.
"Where were you living anyway? Dad never sent anything out." Yuugi broke the silence.
"I moved around a lot, Dad kept getting jobs everywhere. He wasn't very good at holding on to them. Before he decided he'd had enough of feeding and taking care of me, we were in Canada." Yuuhi replied almost as soon as the question was asked. "Then there's you, the King of Games, winner of the Battle City tournament. You've been busy with Magic and Wizards."
"You know the game?" Yuugi asked.
"I know a few things." Yuuhi replied a little evasively.
"You have a deck?" Yuugi asked, now that Magic and Wizards had come up, his enthusiasm picked up.
Yuuhi looked down to his younger brother. "Is that a challenge?"
"If you have a deck." Yuugi countered.
"I don't know how well I would do against the King of Games." Yuuhi said in a half-mocking tone when he said 'King of Games'. "But, I do have a deck, it's in my carry-on." Yuuhi mentioned dryly.
"We can duel when we get home, I can introduce you to my friends too." Yuugi said.
"You made more friends too? Things have changed haven't they?" Yuuhi mused.
Yuuhi was waiting in the park waiting for Yuugi's friends to show up. The duel at home had come up a draw. Yuuhi was better than he'd given himself credit for. Yuuhi ran with a Manipulation theme. Most of Yuuhi's cards had effects and abilities that allowed him to control and destroy opponents cards while they were in the deck, field, hand or cemetery. Yuuhi was hard to get around. But Yuugi's skills were too much, and so they decided on a draw, since neither was winning. Yuuhi was leaning on a park bench, lazily watching the people pass by. Yuugi was looking around for his friends. Suddenly, Yuugi began jumping and waving.
"Mai! Jounouchi! Over here!" Yuugi hollered.
Yuuhi could see that on the street, a pink convertible was parked, and a two tall, blond people stepped out. One was a woman wearing a mini-skirt, high boots, a white top and a purple jacket. Her blond hair fell down her back in curls. The other was a taller guy of about Yuuhi's height with shaggy blond hair, he wore a white t-shirt with blue sleeves and a blue rectangular design on it. He wore tight blue jeans and a pair of black and white sneakers. Around his neck he wore a pair of dog-tags.
The two quickly made their way over. They met up with Yuugi and chatted briefly.
"Guys, this is my older brother, Yuuhi." Yuugi said, jabbing a thumb in Yuuhi's direction. "Yuuhi, this is Kujaku Mai, and Jounouchi Katsuya." Yuugi gestured to each in turn.
"Yo." Yuuhi gave a slight wave. Mai and Jounouchi nodded their greeting. "There are more, right Yuugi?"
"Yeah, there's still Anzu, Honda, Otogi, Bakura and Shizuka. Speaking of Shizuka… She's not with you Jounouchi?" Yuugi asked.
"I was out with Mai today, Yuugi. I wasn't about to bring my little sister out with me." Jounouchi defended himself.
"Jou is such a great guy to be alone with too." Mai rolled her eyes.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Jounouchi exploded. "I am a perfect gentleman! It's not like I groped you or anything perverted like that… on purpose."
That last bit that Jounouchi added forced both Yuugi and Yuuhi's eyebrows to arch. "On purpose?" The brothers asked in unison.
"Just never mind." Jounouchi turned his head, red masking his face.
"I was driving, and Jou was telling the story of this street fight he'd been in, I slammed on the brakes because of a red light, and when we stopped, his hand was grasping my breast. I knew the knucklehead wasn't doing it on purpose though." Mai recounted the story, most likely just to light Jounouchi's fuse. It worked.
"That must be why you slapped me then." Jounouchi retorted.
"You must have deserved it man." Said an annoying voice to the left. There stood a guy, taller than Jounouchi with a shark-fin hairstyle on his head. He wore a dark jacket with a white shirt underneath, he wore black pants and boots to match. Next to him stood a beautiful brunette who wore a black t-shirt, a pair of mid-thigh length shorts and sandals. She had gorgeous sapphire eyes.
"Shut up, Honda!" Jounouchi yelled at him.
"Yuuhi, that's Honda Hiroto, and you should remember Mazaki Anzu. Honda, Anzu, this is Yuuhi." Yuugi went through the introductions again.
With the same wave he gave Mai and Jounouchi, Yuuhi gave a simple greeting.
"Yuuhi, you look great." Anzu said. "Eight years, right?" she asked.
"Yup, it's been eight years." Yuuhi said. "You look good too." He smiled.
"So, you're Yuugi's brother, huh?" Honda asked.
"Yeah, that's right." Yuuhi replied.
"Never knew Yuugi had a brother." Honda said accusingly.
"It never came up, Honda. None of you ever asked." Yuugi stammered.
Everyone became silent. Ten minutes passed.
"The others are late." Anzu commented, breaking the silence.
"It's probably just traffic." Mai said matter-of-factly, shrugging her shoulders.
"I'll bet that Otogi is putting the moves on your sister again, Jou." Honda said.
"Don't act so innocent on that one, Honda!" Jounouchi replied.
"There they are." Yuugi heaved a sigh of relief.
The last of Yuugi's friends were walking down a path to the right. One had dark hair, tied in a pony tail, he wore a red vest with a black sleeveless shirt underneath, he wore black pants and boots. From his left ear, dangled a die on a chain. The other boy was fair-skinned, with what looked like white hair, he wore a simple blue and white striped t-shirt with blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers. Around his neck hung a ring with a shape similar to the one around Yuugi's neck. That odd-looking eye. The girl in the back was fair-skinned, with long reddish-brown hair. She wore a pink shirt and a pair of shorts that fell to her knees. As soon as the three were in sight, and earshot, Yuugi called out the introductions.
"Yuuhi, this is Ryuji Otogi, Jounouchi Shizuka, and Bakura Ryou. Guys, this is my brother, Yuuhi."
Otogi, Ryou and Shizuka nodded their greetings to Yuuhi, he nodded in return. Shizuka's cheeks reddened slightly.
"Well Yuuhi," Yuugi breathed an exasperated sigh, "this is everyone. Everyone, this is Yuuhi."
That was that. Yuugi had introduced all of his friends to his auburn-haired brother. Yuuhi stood and dusted off his pants. He straightened up and looked to all of them.
"They look like nice people, Yuugi. It's good to see you've made some good friends." Otogi and Honda sat down on another bench adjacent to the one Yuuhi had been seated at, and Shizuka sat in the middle of them. Jounouchi begun talking with Mai and Yuugi, Ryou had disappeared, or so it had seemed. Anzu was by herself, seated on another bench. The breeze blew her chestnut-colored hair in the wind. Yuuhi went over and sat next to her. Neither of them spoke.
"You look like you've been well, Yuuhi." Anzu broke the silence.
"You too, Mazaki. Still following your dancing dream?" Yuuhi asked in a friendly tone. "I remember your parents had put you in all kinds of dance classes."
"My parents have been away on business for a long time, I've been living on my own for a few years now. But yeah, I'm still dancing." She said with a warm smile. "I'd always wondered why you'd disappeared without notice." She said quietly. "Yuugi would never say."
"I don't really wanna talk about it either." Yuuhi said abruptly. "What I will say is it was mostly about the divorce."
Anzu nodded knowingly, her hair cascading over her face as she did.
"That was pretty rough on Yuugi." Anzu said.
I can imagine, Yuuhi thought to himself. "Either way, I'm back. I don't mean to sound mean, Mazaki, but I don't really wanna talk anymore about this." Yuuhi stood, and wiped the dirt of the bench off of his pants as he left to talk to some of the others, and get to know them. Anzu watched, leaning her chin on the heel of her palm and watched as two of her earliest childhood friends talked and laughed, like they did eight years ago. Jounouchi and Yuuhi seemed to hit it off great. Soon, they were talking about any random thing and both were able to talk intelligently about it. Anzu's attention turned to the shameless flirting of Honda and Otogi, continually trying to win the small brunette, Shizuka. Anzu rose and slowly made her way to rescue the petite girl.
Ryou was walking away from all that had was going on with the introductions in the park square. From atop his blue and white striped shirt, the golden Millennium Ring appeared, the eye of illusion losing it's glow as Bakura slipped away from the group. Glancing back over his shoulder, his crimson eyes narrowed. Something was not right with that auburn-haired boy. Yuuhi Mutou, brother to the Pharaoh's vessel, Yuugi.
"Why did my Ring begin to shine in his presence?" Bakura asked rhetorically. "It's power is not out of my control… I must keep watch on him."
Bakura…Ryou began in his soft-spoken voice.
Shut up!Bakura snapped at his hikari. Better yet, Ryou, you will be my eyes that observe what will happen with him, won't you?Bakura asked, almost threateningly.
I won't help you hurt someone.Ryou stated meekly.
You'll do as you're told! You should've long since learned to question me.Bakura's eyes narrowed menacingly. Perhaps I've been to lenient on this body of yours?Bakura paused a moment. Is that boys safety somehow worth more then your own?
Ryou was silent as the grave. He sobbed slightly. It appears we understand each other. We're going home.
Bakura slipped his hands into his pockets and left for the home of Ryou. Things just might get more interesting around here, Bakura thought with a mental laugh.
End of Chapter One
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