Through the Mirror
by Tara B Amy
There I am again!!
And here I have the first chapter! Do you see it? Do you see it? Yeah? Yeah?
Yugi: *dryly* Of course...
Yami: Stuff it, Tara!
Tara: *pouts* Why? Who is hiding in the shadows all the time? I'm not! Only a certain someone hides in the shadows till Yugi comes home from school.
Bakura: Then he comes out and...
Marik: ...they both hide in the shadows!
Ryou: Quite Right!
Yugi: *flushes* That's not what it looks like!
Yami: *growl* Not? *wince* Hikari?
Yugi: ...
Yami: Aibou? Yugi-chan?
Tara: *bounces in between them* Hey, the Disclaimer!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, I don't own Yugi, I don't own Yami and I'm not the King of Games...
Tara: *looks around* Yugi? Yami?
...
They're gone... they aren't in my room again, are they? *runs off* OUT OF MY ROOM, YOU TWO!!
Normal Speaking: "..." Yami to Yugi: //...// Yugi to Yami: /.../
Chapter One
Yugi shut the book and sighed. He sat in the kitchen at the table, gazing at the diary in his hands. Or was it rather a journal?
He had started it two years ago. His grandfather had asked him to do it and said, he would feel better then. But now he only felt more confused and everything got worse. His life suddenly seemed to go upside-down. Did magic exist? Or was it his imagination? Had his life finally driven him insane?
There was only one way in discovering the truth in all the mess. Yugi stood up and left the kitchen. He went to his room and stopped in front of the door, shivering. Could he really? What if...?
Catching his breath, Yugi opened the door and peaked in.
/Yami.../, he pleaded silently in his thoughts, unsure of everything. The name came to him like he knew it for years and it made him gasp and stop dead in his tracks. His eyes wandered to the mirror, searching for the crimson eyed figure. But nobody was there. The mirror showed just himself and it made him feel lonely.
//Yes, little one?//
The answering voice sounded powerful and soft and so very, very dark. And it made him nearly collapse, because it was an unexpected sensation to feel the darkness flood over him like a wave. He stumbled into the room completely and sunk to his knees.
"Where are you? Where did you come from?", asked Yugi irritated. No answer came and he looked around with searching eyes.
/Is this all my imagination? This is crazy!/
//Don't worry, Yugi. It's real.//
"Real?", Yugi managed to choke out. "But..."
//Don't worry.//
"Where did you come from?", Yugi repeated his earlier question. "Who are you?"
But again he knew that the person was gone. He nearly felt sick, but forced the unpleasant feeling down. He would just go to sleep now. Everything would be back to normal then. He was sure! It had to be! Yugi came to his feet and walked towards the bed, his movements slow and unsteady. Sleep was what he needed...
He never noticed the crimson eyes watching him from the shadows...
**
Yugi woke up slowly as sunlight tickled his nose. He cracked one eye open tiredly and figured he had slept for a few hours now, because the sun went down behind his curtains and he fell asleep at bright daylight before. But, he wondered, why did he fall asleep...?
Then he remembered. Immediately his gaze shifted to the mirror, which showed a picture of himself like it did for years. Had it all been a dream? Just a dream?
"Yugi?", a deep voice suddenly called and he jumped to his feet with a yelp. "S'Everything all right?"
"Yes, Grandpa!", Yugi shouted dully. "I'm fine!"
For a short moment he really had thought that it had been the stranger again. But obviously it wasn't and maybe everything had really just been a dream. Sure, why not? It wasn't that he was disappointed, was he?
With an inaudible sigh he left his room and walked downstairs to the game shop to help his Grandfather carrying the luggage into the house.
"How was your trip?", he asked the old man and gripped one of the heavier suitcases. Oh, that was really heavy! What was in it?! Stones?!
"Oh, wonderful!", Sugoroku sighed happily. "The tournament was thrilling and though I am not the winner I had my fun anyway!"
"That's great!" Yugi forced a smile and tried desperately to lift the suitcase from the floor, but he failed miserably.
"The winner is a young girl, called Rebecca!", his Grandpa went on babbling. "I think, I know her way of playing, but I don't really... um... Yugi?"
Yugi stood in the doorway to the shop, frozen, staring inside with an unbelieving look in his eyes. He didn't have the suitcase in his hand anymore. The suitcase was already gone.
"Grandpa, did you carry the suitcase inside?", asked Yugi with a shaky voice.
"No, I didn't. I stood here all the time.", the old man answered without even thinking about it. "What I really wanted to tell you, was, that this girl, Rebecca..."
But Yugi didn't listen to him anymore. One moment he had the suitcase standing at his side, ready to be carried in, and in the next... it was gone. Just gone! How could that be?! That was plainly impossible! He walked into the living room at a slow pace, then up the stairs and into his Grandfathers' room. Yugi drew in a shocked breath.
There it stood. It had to be magic. Or did he have a blackout? Joey once had told him that he had had a blackout without even noticing it while it happened. But in Joey's case... he did run into a wall after all. This was completely different!
Yugi sighed and got downstairs again. He would have to be careful or else he really would lose it. He knew it. If he started to see every slightly not so normal thing next time, he would go crazy and make himself a complete fool.
No, just because he dreamt about weird strangers and had blackouts without noticing it, it didn't mean that it was real! No, no! He would be more aware of everything, but not just believe it!
Stubbornly forcing the unwanted thoughts into the back of his mind, Yugi strolled back to his Grandfather, who had settled down on a chair behind the counter and was resting from the exhausting trip.
"Oh, there you are, Yugi, my boy!", he greeted with a wave, then his eyes got questioning. "How did you bring in the big piece of luggage? All my heavy books were in it!"
"Oh, um...", Yugi stuttered nervously. He didn't know the answer either, so what to say? "That... um... wasn't that big of a problem... you know... um... I dunno... um..."
His Grandpa looked suspicious but didn't say anything about it. Instead he stood up and walked out of the shop and into the living room.
"What should we have for dinner?", Yugi heard him ask and a smile appeared on his face as he approached the door to join his relative.
"Pizza!"
**
The next day began with a brief surprise for Yugi. His window was shut and his curtains closed. Didn't he leave them open yesterday before he went to bed?
He looked around, blinking in wonder, but then shrugged it off like everything else.
"Maybe...", so he thought. "...Grandpa did it, so that I wouldn't catch cold."
"Maybe someone else did it, so that you wouldn't catch cold...", an intriguing voice in the back of his head whispered, but he ignored it. Who else than his Grandpa could have done that? This was just paranoia, he shouldn't listen to such annoying thoughts. The stranger was a figure born out of a dream. Certainly he was!
With this he got up fully and dressed quickly.
"Yugi, are you ready for breakfast?", his Grandpa called and Yugi rushed out of his room and into the kitchen.
"Yeah, I'm ready!", he answered smiling. "Good Morning, Grandpa!"
"Good Morning!" The old man smiled back warmly, then opened the newspaper and started to read.
"I saw, you solved the puzzle I gave to you!", he cheered after a while and looked over the edge of the paper at Yugi.
"Yesterday!", Yugi, who had made himself comfortable on a chair at the table, added with a happy smile crossing his features. "Finally!"
"Where is it?", Sugoroku asked with curiosity and a hint of caution that Yugi couldn't quite define.
"In my room. Should I fetch it?", he offered.
"Please."
Yugi did what his Grandfather wished and walked back into his room, his gaze shifting to the mirror ever so often, as he took the golden puzzle, which had the form of a pyramid, out of the dresser, holding the unusually warm necklace close to himself. It had took him years of work, years of frustration, years of fear until he finally solved the puzzle. Now it was solved. And it was his! It belonged to him, it was kind of a precious treasure, something so important and addictive... he could look at it for hours... no, forever. He smiled lovingly at the pyramid and went back into the kitchen, where his Grandfather waited for him.
"Ah, so this is the Millennium Puzzle!" Sugoroku reached out, a gesture for Yugi to give the puzzle to him. Unwillingly the short boy stretched out the hand, which held the necklace and watched the old man, who took it an looked at it with deep interest.
"You know.", he began. "This necklace came from Egypt and once belonged to a great pharaoh, who lived five thousand years ago. They found it in the tomb of one of his relatives, surrounded by old scripts in an Egyptian language nobody could read. They said that it had to be the language of the priests, of the highest persons of Egypt and, of course, of the pharaoh himself. This eye..." He pointed at the front of the puzzle. "...is the Eye of Horus. It is a sign of great power, a sign of the gods. You should never underestimate the power of this item, Yugi. It can be dangerous when in the hands of the wrong person. You know how powerful the old Egyptians were, don't you?"
Yugi had listened carefully and was shaking his head now. He had no clue what it was, that made them so powerful. How would Grandpa know about it anyway?
"You really don't know, do you?" Sugoroku looked at the puzzle with sad fascination. "Then... you should leave the puzzle alone, or else you're not able to control its power and it'll drown you in its dark depths."
"No! Never!", Yugi cried out, jumping to his feet and snatching the necklace away from his Grandfather in a sudden burst of anger and possession. "I won't give it away! It's mine!"
"Yugi..." Sugoroku looked down now. "I know it took you a long time to solve it, but if you are not ready to keep..."
"Shut up!" Yugi ran out, throwing on his jacket. He slung his schoolbag over his shoulder as he left. "I am off to school now! Bye." He slammed the door shut behind himself.
"How could he...", he growled despite his soft nature. "The puzzle belongs to me! It's mine! Nobody can take it from me!" Possessively his delicate fingers clutched the golden item as he dodged off to school, feeling the fact that he hadn't eaten anything at breakfast bothering him.
To Be Continued...
Chapter One is ready! Yay!
Now I'm happy! I didn't think I would actually continue, because I'm just a German girl and I'm not sure if I have the skill to write English stuff! I've had English classes... um... for about seven years now. Yeah, this is my eighth year now.
Thanks to the reviewers! I really appreciated every single word! It's a weird thought though, to get reviews from people, who are living in the USA! That's so very, very far away from here! *giggles*
I hope you liked my story and I really think I will continue it. I wouldn't have written To Be Continued up there, if I wouldn't, right? Right! So watch out for the next chapter!
by Tara B Amy
There I am again!!
And here I have the first chapter! Do you see it? Do you see it? Yeah? Yeah?
Yugi: *dryly* Of course...
Yami: Stuff it, Tara!
Tara: *pouts* Why? Who is hiding in the shadows all the time? I'm not! Only a certain someone hides in the shadows till Yugi comes home from school.
Bakura: Then he comes out and...
Marik: ...they both hide in the shadows!
Ryou: Quite Right!
Yugi: *flushes* That's not what it looks like!
Yami: *growl* Not? *wince* Hikari?
Yugi: ...
Yami: Aibou? Yugi-chan?
Tara: *bounces in between them* Hey, the Disclaimer!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, I don't own Yugi, I don't own Yami and I'm not the King of Games...
Tara: *looks around* Yugi? Yami?
...
They're gone... they aren't in my room again, are they? *runs off* OUT OF MY ROOM, YOU TWO!!
Normal Speaking: "..." Yami to Yugi: //...// Yugi to Yami: /.../
Chapter One
Yugi shut the book and sighed. He sat in the kitchen at the table, gazing at the diary in his hands. Or was it rather a journal?
He had started it two years ago. His grandfather had asked him to do it and said, he would feel better then. But now he only felt more confused and everything got worse. His life suddenly seemed to go upside-down. Did magic exist? Or was it his imagination? Had his life finally driven him insane?
There was only one way in discovering the truth in all the mess. Yugi stood up and left the kitchen. He went to his room and stopped in front of the door, shivering. Could he really? What if...?
Catching his breath, Yugi opened the door and peaked in.
/Yami.../, he pleaded silently in his thoughts, unsure of everything. The name came to him like he knew it for years and it made him gasp and stop dead in his tracks. His eyes wandered to the mirror, searching for the crimson eyed figure. But nobody was there. The mirror showed just himself and it made him feel lonely.
//Yes, little one?//
The answering voice sounded powerful and soft and so very, very dark. And it made him nearly collapse, because it was an unexpected sensation to feel the darkness flood over him like a wave. He stumbled into the room completely and sunk to his knees.
"Where are you? Where did you come from?", asked Yugi irritated. No answer came and he looked around with searching eyes.
/Is this all my imagination? This is crazy!/
//Don't worry, Yugi. It's real.//
"Real?", Yugi managed to choke out. "But..."
//Don't worry.//
"Where did you come from?", Yugi repeated his earlier question. "Who are you?"
But again he knew that the person was gone. He nearly felt sick, but forced the unpleasant feeling down. He would just go to sleep now. Everything would be back to normal then. He was sure! It had to be! Yugi came to his feet and walked towards the bed, his movements slow and unsteady. Sleep was what he needed...
He never noticed the crimson eyes watching him from the shadows...
**
Yugi woke up slowly as sunlight tickled his nose. He cracked one eye open tiredly and figured he had slept for a few hours now, because the sun went down behind his curtains and he fell asleep at bright daylight before. But, he wondered, why did he fall asleep...?
Then he remembered. Immediately his gaze shifted to the mirror, which showed a picture of himself like it did for years. Had it all been a dream? Just a dream?
"Yugi?", a deep voice suddenly called and he jumped to his feet with a yelp. "S'Everything all right?"
"Yes, Grandpa!", Yugi shouted dully. "I'm fine!"
For a short moment he really had thought that it had been the stranger again. But obviously it wasn't and maybe everything had really just been a dream. Sure, why not? It wasn't that he was disappointed, was he?
With an inaudible sigh he left his room and walked downstairs to the game shop to help his Grandfather carrying the luggage into the house.
"How was your trip?", he asked the old man and gripped one of the heavier suitcases. Oh, that was really heavy! What was in it?! Stones?!
"Oh, wonderful!", Sugoroku sighed happily. "The tournament was thrilling and though I am not the winner I had my fun anyway!"
"That's great!" Yugi forced a smile and tried desperately to lift the suitcase from the floor, but he failed miserably.
"The winner is a young girl, called Rebecca!", his Grandpa went on babbling. "I think, I know her way of playing, but I don't really... um... Yugi?"
Yugi stood in the doorway to the shop, frozen, staring inside with an unbelieving look in his eyes. He didn't have the suitcase in his hand anymore. The suitcase was already gone.
"Grandpa, did you carry the suitcase inside?", asked Yugi with a shaky voice.
"No, I didn't. I stood here all the time.", the old man answered without even thinking about it. "What I really wanted to tell you, was, that this girl, Rebecca..."
But Yugi didn't listen to him anymore. One moment he had the suitcase standing at his side, ready to be carried in, and in the next... it was gone. Just gone! How could that be?! That was plainly impossible! He walked into the living room at a slow pace, then up the stairs and into his Grandfathers' room. Yugi drew in a shocked breath.
There it stood. It had to be magic. Or did he have a blackout? Joey once had told him that he had had a blackout without even noticing it while it happened. But in Joey's case... he did run into a wall after all. This was completely different!
Yugi sighed and got downstairs again. He would have to be careful or else he really would lose it. He knew it. If he started to see every slightly not so normal thing next time, he would go crazy and make himself a complete fool.
No, just because he dreamt about weird strangers and had blackouts without noticing it, it didn't mean that it was real! No, no! He would be more aware of everything, but not just believe it!
Stubbornly forcing the unwanted thoughts into the back of his mind, Yugi strolled back to his Grandfather, who had settled down on a chair behind the counter and was resting from the exhausting trip.
"Oh, there you are, Yugi, my boy!", he greeted with a wave, then his eyes got questioning. "How did you bring in the big piece of luggage? All my heavy books were in it!"
"Oh, um...", Yugi stuttered nervously. He didn't know the answer either, so what to say? "That... um... wasn't that big of a problem... you know... um... I dunno... um..."
His Grandpa looked suspicious but didn't say anything about it. Instead he stood up and walked out of the shop and into the living room.
"What should we have for dinner?", Yugi heard him ask and a smile appeared on his face as he approached the door to join his relative.
"Pizza!"
**
The next day began with a brief surprise for Yugi. His window was shut and his curtains closed. Didn't he leave them open yesterday before he went to bed?
He looked around, blinking in wonder, but then shrugged it off like everything else.
"Maybe...", so he thought. "...Grandpa did it, so that I wouldn't catch cold."
"Maybe someone else did it, so that you wouldn't catch cold...", an intriguing voice in the back of his head whispered, but he ignored it. Who else than his Grandpa could have done that? This was just paranoia, he shouldn't listen to such annoying thoughts. The stranger was a figure born out of a dream. Certainly he was!
With this he got up fully and dressed quickly.
"Yugi, are you ready for breakfast?", his Grandpa called and Yugi rushed out of his room and into the kitchen.
"Yeah, I'm ready!", he answered smiling. "Good Morning, Grandpa!"
"Good Morning!" The old man smiled back warmly, then opened the newspaper and started to read.
"I saw, you solved the puzzle I gave to you!", he cheered after a while and looked over the edge of the paper at Yugi.
"Yesterday!", Yugi, who had made himself comfortable on a chair at the table, added with a happy smile crossing his features. "Finally!"
"Where is it?", Sugoroku asked with curiosity and a hint of caution that Yugi couldn't quite define.
"In my room. Should I fetch it?", he offered.
"Please."
Yugi did what his Grandfather wished and walked back into his room, his gaze shifting to the mirror ever so often, as he took the golden puzzle, which had the form of a pyramid, out of the dresser, holding the unusually warm necklace close to himself. It had took him years of work, years of frustration, years of fear until he finally solved the puzzle. Now it was solved. And it was his! It belonged to him, it was kind of a precious treasure, something so important and addictive... he could look at it for hours... no, forever. He smiled lovingly at the pyramid and went back into the kitchen, where his Grandfather waited for him.
"Ah, so this is the Millennium Puzzle!" Sugoroku reached out, a gesture for Yugi to give the puzzle to him. Unwillingly the short boy stretched out the hand, which held the necklace and watched the old man, who took it an looked at it with deep interest.
"You know.", he began. "This necklace came from Egypt and once belonged to a great pharaoh, who lived five thousand years ago. They found it in the tomb of one of his relatives, surrounded by old scripts in an Egyptian language nobody could read. They said that it had to be the language of the priests, of the highest persons of Egypt and, of course, of the pharaoh himself. This eye..." He pointed at the front of the puzzle. "...is the Eye of Horus. It is a sign of great power, a sign of the gods. You should never underestimate the power of this item, Yugi. It can be dangerous when in the hands of the wrong person. You know how powerful the old Egyptians were, don't you?"
Yugi had listened carefully and was shaking his head now. He had no clue what it was, that made them so powerful. How would Grandpa know about it anyway?
"You really don't know, do you?" Sugoroku looked at the puzzle with sad fascination. "Then... you should leave the puzzle alone, or else you're not able to control its power and it'll drown you in its dark depths."
"No! Never!", Yugi cried out, jumping to his feet and snatching the necklace away from his Grandfather in a sudden burst of anger and possession. "I won't give it away! It's mine!"
"Yugi..." Sugoroku looked down now. "I know it took you a long time to solve it, but if you are not ready to keep..."
"Shut up!" Yugi ran out, throwing on his jacket. He slung his schoolbag over his shoulder as he left. "I am off to school now! Bye." He slammed the door shut behind himself.
"How could he...", he growled despite his soft nature. "The puzzle belongs to me! It's mine! Nobody can take it from me!" Possessively his delicate fingers clutched the golden item as he dodged off to school, feeling the fact that he hadn't eaten anything at breakfast bothering him.
To Be Continued...
Chapter One is ready! Yay!
Now I'm happy! I didn't think I would actually continue, because I'm just a German girl and I'm not sure if I have the skill to write English stuff! I've had English classes... um... for about seven years now. Yeah, this is my eighth year now.
Thanks to the reviewers! I really appreciated every single word! It's a weird thought though, to get reviews from people, who are living in the USA! That's so very, very far away from here! *giggles*
I hope you liked my story and I really think I will continue it. I wouldn't have written To Be Continued up there, if I wouldn't, right? Right! So watch out for the next chapter!