Shadu: Hey, I'm not writing just author's notes anymore. I want to introduce you to muse, Ish.

Ish: HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

Shadu: Ish is, um, hyper.

Ish: speaking really fast No I'm not, I'm never hyper, I'm not hyper, don't send me away like you did that one time. I'm good, good.

Shadu: --; Right.Anyways, my other muse, Hokage, is not hyper. He's very calm and shy, like Yugi. And Hokage will do the disclaimer.

Hokage:. We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!

Shadu: There you have it, on with the story. Oh, and by the way, if you read Shonen Jump, or have seen the first, original season of Yu-Gi-Oh!, which is doubtful, I know I'm getting some of my facts wrong, I've read Shonen Jump too, but I didn't really like everything that went on in Shonen Jump, so I'm changing it a little. So, you have been warned. And if you don't know, don't worry.

[Yep, that's how I met Tristan, and we soon became best buds. Yeah, never thought it would happen either. We became best friends because of that one day that he found me, lying on the streets, nearly half-dead, I think. Anyhow, we went through it all together, pain, suffering, sadness, anger, joyful times, I think I should stop now, this is starting to sound like Tea. O.O; I don't want that! I must be spending too much time around her. ANYWAY, Tristan and I became friends when we were eight, and so, that means we were together for six years before, um, you'll see.]

Joey and Tristan walked into school, neither saying a word. Joey was in a sour mood, thanks to his idiotic dad. Why'd Joey have to be stuck with him? Joey looked over to the desk in the corner. A little runt sat there, a golden box in front of him. The kid seemed familiar, like a past memory or something. He had spiky black hair and yellow bangs. The spikes in his hair were lined with a maroonish red. The kid also had big purple eyes. He just sat by himself, him, his box, and the puzzle inside. Joey watched in disgust as the boy tried to piece together whatever was inside. It made Joey sick to watch him. What self-respecting guy put puzzles together? It was unheard of in his book. Joey walked over to him. Tristan followed.

"Hey, kid, what's your name?" Joey growled.

The boy looked up in surprize, and shyly answered, "Yugi."

"Yugi eh?" Tristan smirked, reading what Joey was going to do.

"Yeah," Yugi said softly.

"Whatcha got there, Yugi?" Joey asked.

"It's, a, a, puzzle," Yugi replied nervously.

"What kinda puzzle?" Tristan poked.

"I'm, not exactly, sure," Yugi stammered.

"Not sure?" Tristan looked at Joey with a mocking tone. "How could you not know what kind of puzzle it is when you're trying to solve it?"

"Here, maybe we can help," Joey told Yugi, picking up the box.

"No, don't please, please don't!" Yugi cried.

Joey held up the puzzle.

"If you want it, you're going to have to take it from me," Joey sneered.

Yugi just stood there, dumbfounded.

"Well, are you going to take it back or not?" Tristan taunted.

Yugi jumped up and down trying to get the small, golden box back, but try as he might, he was too short and couldn't reach it. Joey was so much taller than he was. I mean, let's face it, Yugi's kind of a runt.

"Well, if you won't take it, I guess I'll," Joey paused, "not give it back. Hey Tristan, catch."

Joey tossed the box to Tristan. Yugi ran over to Tristan, trying to retrieve his box.

"Yo, Joey, here," Tristan tossed the box to Joey.

This went on for a little until Yugi fell to his knees.

"No, please stop, my Grampa gave me that puzzle," Yugi sobbed. "You don't know how much it means to me. Won't you please stop."

"Did you hear that Joey? Little Yugi wants us to stop," Tristan smirked.

"Sorry twerp, but if you're not man enough to take this from me, you don't deserve it," Joey smirked.

They started to walk out until a girl stepped in their way.

"Are you teasing others AGAIN?" she growled.

"Gack, it's Tea, Joey, it's not worth it," Tristan gulped.

"You," Joey uttered a curse under his breath. "Fine, if he wants it so bad, here," Joey tossed the box behind him, "He can have it."

Then, he and Tristan stormed off.

"Man, why does that stupid, idiot Tea always have butt in?" Tristan growled.

"I don't know, but I don't like it, but I do like this little diddy right here," Joey smirked, producing a golden piece.

"Dude, where'd you get that?" Tristan gaucked.

"From little Yugi's box," Joey shrugged.

"How?" Tristan asked.

"I snuck it right before I gave the box to Tea," Joey smirked.

"Mmm, I bet we could get a pretty penny for it," Tristan mused.

"No, I have a better idea," Joey grinned devillishly.

And then, he walked over to the window.

Shadu: P.S. Merry Christmas everyone, from me, Hokage, and the ever hyper Ish. Merry Christmas and a happy New Year!