Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! And probably never will Kazuki Takahashi owns it...I also don't own Simple and Clean, that's from Kingdom Hearts, it's the song at the beginning.

Chapter One: Yami with the angelic smile

When you walk away,

You don't hear me say,

Please, Oh Baby, Don't go.

Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight,

It's hard to let it go.

Yugi sighed as he looked out the window. Today was going to be very long. It was raining, again. It always rained when he wanted to go outside the most...or maybe he wanted to go outside the most when it rained? These thoughts started confusing him. A knock came at Yugi's door and he walked over and opened it. It was Joey.

"Hey man! Your grandpa said you've been up here all day." Joey said with concern obvious in his tone.

"I...I guess I'm just bored." Yugi replied.

Joey shook his head, Yugi had a room full of games, and he was a genius! How can he possibly be bored? Surely with his smarts he could find something to do with all the stuff in his room. "I've got an idea, why don't we go to the club nearby!"

"You've got to be kidding me! I'm not the biggest club hopper in that world, you know that Joey." Yugi answered.

Joey apparently wasn't paying any attention at all. He had grabbed Yugi's wrist and started to drag him along. He grabbed both of their coats and they walked out the door. Yugi pulling on his jacket, glared at Joey. He never paid attention to him did he? They both got into Joey's car and drove off. The ride was completely silent, with the exception of Yugi coughing a few times. They arrived in about 5 minutes and Joey was the first to get out. Yugi was reluctantly following after him.

Yugi looked around the club. The place was filled with lust, and sweaty bodies that swayed together with the beat. Joey started dancing with everyone else while Yugi headed straight for the bar, trying to get away from everybody. He looked at the man on the stool next to him. He seemed depressed, his crimson eyes starring at his cup, head in his hand, and his elbow on the counter. He looked a lot like Yugi, a lot like Yugi. But Yugi noticed as many differences as similarities. His eyes were narrow, and it was like looking into blood pools, while Yugi's eyes were big and a beautiful amethyst. Not like the man's eyes were not as equally beautiful. Yugi shook himself out of it, realizing that he was staring. The man looked at Yugi, studying his features quite carefully. A muffled 'hi' came from him. Yugi beamed.

"Hello." He said, trying to suppress his happiness, why he was happy, he didn't know.

"I'm Yami." The man still looked very depressed.

"I'm Yugi; it's nice to meet you!" Yugi smiled.

Yami nodded and picked his cup up and took a sip.

"I'm sorry, but I've never been to a club before, do you have any drinks you'd recommend?" Yugi asked, smiling at Yami.

Yami smiled back, causing Yugi's smile to grow larger. His smile was magnificent! He looked like a lost angel.

"Actually, I'm drinking a Diet Coke with lime." Yami laughed.

"Oh, I guess I'll get that too, then." Yugi's face was lit up.

Yami noticed the boy was unusually happy. Maybe he was just happy to be somewhere new? Well, whatever it was, his smile made him look so innocent, like an angel. That made him think of why he came here in the first place. He wanted to get away from his dad. His dad was crying so much and depressed, it's normal though, because he'd just lost his wife, Yami's mother. Yami's face fell back to its original position. Yugi looked at him curiously. Odd, he was happy just a minute ago, what made him so sad? Yugi thought. The other looked at Yugi with his sad eyes.

"Hey Yugi, could you take this for me? It reminds me of my mother, and I don't want to hold onto it anymore. I know this is kind of strange, me being a complete stranger and all."

Sure, he was a stranger, but it certainly didn't feel like that to Yugi. Yami pulled something out of his pocket and gripped on it real hard, then put it above Yugi's hands, which were held out to receive the item. Yugi looked down, a ring?

"It's my mother's wedding ring, my dad told me to keep it, but it makes me feel bad, so

would you hold onto it?" Yami asked.

This man trusted a stranger to hold onto a valuable item, for all Yami knows, Yugi could sell it, but he'd never really do that. Maybe Yami knew he could trust Yugi? Yugi clenched onto it as tight as he could, so hard that it almost made his hand bleed.

"She just died, about a week ago, and I have to go to her funeral tonight." Yami sighed.

"I'm sorry, that's got to be horrible. I know I just met you and all, but-"Yugi took out a pencil from his pocket, and grabbed a napkin, writing down some numbers. "If you want to talk, I'm great when it comes to emotions; I'm studying to become a psychologist." He finished, handing the napkin to Yami.

"Thanks, I'll be sure and remember that, Yugi. Take care of the ring okay? I have to go get ready for the funeral." Yami said, as he started to get up.

Yugi nodded as he watched him go, for some reason quite sad. He took one last glance at the man as he left, Yugi would never forget him...

Yami with the angelic smile.

Mandy: WHO PAINTED MY ROSES RED? Err...I mean, how'd you like the first chapter?

Yami: What is wrong with you?

Mandy: Somebody painted my roses red!

Yami: Why?

Mandy: Because they were white to begin with; and somebody obviously has a problem with white roses...pouts

Yami: O.....K.... Anyway, what's going to happen in the next chapter?

Mandy: I can't tell you, and you can only find out if these people review and say they want more. But I will give a little clip...

'Yugi looked down at his hand. He was still wearing that ring! He quickly put his hands in his pockets, trying to get the ring off; it wouldn't budge! He looked up at Yami, who seemed to be focused on the ocean.'