Well, seems like ppl like it! So, here's chapter 2. I hope to put at least one chapter ever day or two. Enjoi!
Chap 2
"Grandpa, may I go to the store and buy some milk, please." 6 months had passed. Yugi was acquitted of all charges, because of his age, but, he still faced probation. 4 solid years of mindless chatter. Yami hadn't returned. Tea had never called. Tristan never looked at Yugi the same way. And, what hurt Yugi most, was that Joey never laughed with Yugi like he used to. Yugi now kept mostly to himself, only speaking to his grandfather, who seemed to be the only person who understood how he felt.
"Sure, Yugi. If anyone says anything to you,"
Yugi interrupted. "I know, just walk away from them."
Grandpa smiled. "That's my boy. Hurry back."
Yugi walked out of the Game Shop, which was now almost always a deserted wasteland, because of those stories about Yugi. He walked down the streets of Domino, and he felt eyes tracing over him. He was being watched closely, and he knew it. He paid them no mind, and walked into a small corner store, and again, he received that same look. He walked to the back of the store, where they freezers were, and he picked up a half gallon of milk.
As he made his way back up to the front, he saw a Duel Monsters display. This caught his eye, so he slowly made his way to it. The display had Duel Monsters notebooks, pens, and what interested most, Duel Monsters cards. Someone had taken over Industrial Illusions and put the cards back on the market.
Yugi picked up a pack of the cards, slowly tracing his finger over the package. To buy or not to buy, was the question racing through his mind. After 5 minutes of debating, he brought the package of cards, along with the milk, to the front and bought it, and as usual, got another weird look as he left.
When he got outside, he slowly opened the package. The art on the cards was new and the cards themselves were crisp and fresh. The first card was the Head of Exodia. Yugi's eyes glimmered as he flipped through the first 5 cards. All 5 pieces of Exodia had made its' way into the one package Yugi had picked. Was this pure luck or a sign from something higher?
The last two cards confused him more than the 5 Exodia pieces did. Change of Heart and The Magician of Faith. Bakura and Tea. Memories, both good and bad, were in the pictures on the cards. He shoved the cards in his pocket and walked off, tears forming in his eyes. The sun set behind him, as did the memories of his lost, yet not forgotten, friends.