No poseo Yu-Gi-Oh!

Thanks to everyone for reviews.

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On to the story!

Tokyo Tournament

Chapter Three: Instructions
Also Entitled: Why am I using so many "in-" prefixes?

As the plane began to land, twenty duelists went over their decks to make sure that they were in order. Yugi only had to shuffle through his once to know that everything was there. At one point he stopped. There was the Egyptian God card, Slifer the Sky Dragon. He remembered what had become of the God cards then. He had given Obelisk the Tormentor back to Kaiba. The Winged Dragon of Ra he had given to his grandfather, who treated it just as he treated the Blue Eyes White Dragon that Professor Hawkins had given him. He wondered if the God cards would be a great factor in the coming tournament.

Meanwhile, Joey was having very different thoughts. He went over his deck eleven times to make sure he had everything. Graceful Dice, Alligator Sword, Giant Trunade, Panther Warrior, Scapegoat, Time Wizard, Red Eyes Black Dragon. At the last two cards, he paused. Yugi had given him the Time Wizard just before Duelist Kingdom, and it had been the winning card in several duels. The Red Eyes Yugi had returned to Joey after the Battle City Tournament. During Yugi's first duel against the Exodia-using Rare Hunter, the boy had won back the card, which had been stolen from Joey. He offered it back to Joey, but he had refused. Finally, after the tournament had ended, Yugi had insisted on returning it. Both cards were strong representatives of their friendship.

Smiling, Joey slid his deck into his pocket and waited for the plane to land, just as the other duelists were doing so. Each of them thought that a different person would win the tournament, though the one word that ran through their minds was, strangely, the same: Me.

It was 6:00 pm when they landed. The flight had begun at 11:00 am, but the plane had been extremely slow. As the passengers filed out, they noticed several other planes flying in, carrying many other duelists. There were several people awaiting the flights, one of which escorted them outside to a bus. Several other buses were next to it, ready to take the duelists to the site of the tournament. After a twenty-minute ride, the duelists were ushered into a large building, where they were told to wait on the bottom floor.

Gradually, the room began to fill as more and more duelists arrived. After ten minutes of waiting, a man spoke out from a balcony. He was wearing a normal black tuxedo and crimson sunglasses, and his hair was jet-black and slick. He smiled winningly at the large crowd below before commencing. "Welcome, duelists. My name is Alexander Cerberus, and I am the manager of the Tokyo Duel Monsters Tournament. For those of you who competed in Seto Kaiba's Battle City Tournament, this should be nothing new to you. However, for those of you not familiar with the rules, I shall go over them now. Each duelists begins with 4000 life points, stronger monsters require sacrifices as follows . . ."

Yugi was not listening, as he was instead speaking with Yami.

/There's something strange about him./

/What do you mean, Yami?/

/I feel something strange is all. He also seems so familiar, like I've met him before./

/Do you think he has a Millennium Item?/

/Possibly. Also, there's something odd about that duelist on the plane./

Yugi looked at the man garbed in gray and blue. /Yeah, he has social issues./

/No! I mean I feel something radiating from him as well. Something different than a Millennium Item./

/What do you think we should do?/

/Just stay alert. He may not be an enemy./

Yugi refocused his attention on Cerberus as he finished reviewing the rules. "Also, just as in the Battle City Tournament, the loser of each duel must present the winner with his rarest card. Information on the finals will be sent up to your rooms in the morning. You will sleep here for the evening. And so I wish you all a good night. I will see you again when the tournament commences." With that, he walked away, leaving the audience below to search for dinner.

The search did not last long, as most people were smart enough to walk under the sign that said "Dining Room" in flashing lights.

After the duelists had their meal, they left to find their rooms. Thankfully, a sign was posted just outside which let each duelist know where he or she would be staying. After seeing the clerk to get their keys, Yugi and his friends tried to find an elevator. Unfortunately, there was actually a line (after all, three elevators can't exactly carry five hundred people at a time. After another half-hour of waiting, they managed to finally cram themselves into one of the elevators and get to the top floor where they were staying. Just as Yugi was sliding the key into the door, Tea had an abrupt realization, "Um, where's Tristan."

Heaving a sigh, Bakura said, "I'll go see if he's still on the bottom floor." With that, he slumped and trudged back to the elevators.

"Okay, but be back as soon as you can."

Yugi turned the key just as the elevator doors closed over Bakura. Swinging the door open, Yugi found a shocking sight. "Tristan!"

Sure enough, the overcoat-bearing teenager was seated comfortingly in an armchair, flipping through channels on a wide-screen TV. "Oh, hi guys, I've been waiting like twenty minutes for you to show up."

"How did you get here?"

"Oh, I took the stairs."

The response caused Yugi and Tea to do the ever-popular-only-in-an-Anime- face-fault.

Recovering, Tea asked, "So, what's in here?"

"Let's see, one double-bed, a TV, a chair, some blankets, a few pillows,"

"That's it?"

"No, that's not it, there's something even better than all of that put together!"

"What?"

"Free ice!"

"-sigh- and that's so great because. . ."

"Did you or did you not here me? I said free ice! Fuh-ree ice. FREE ice! It's FREE."

Boy, Tristan sure knows what's important in life.

Ten minutes later, a very annoyed Bakura had returned. Now, the four (remember, Joey and Serenity get a separate room) were trying to decide who got to sleep in what. Yugi had found a way to solve the situation. "Okay, Dark Magician and Dark Magician Girl get the bed, Buster Blader gets the chair and Summoned Skull the floor," he announced, shuffling the cards. He spread them out in front of him. Tea, Tristan, and Bakura each took one, and Yugi was left holding one. Tea had the Dark Magician Girl, Tristan the Buster Blader, Bakura the Summoned Skull, and Yugi was left with the Dark Magician.

And so it was. Tristan was very happy with the chair, and he was first to doze off, snoring loudly. Bakura, having to cushion the area with many sheets and pillows, grumbled a bit but soon dozed off on the floor. Yugi and Tea, however, had a much harder time, as both were clinging hard on opposite sides of the bed, gazing wide-eyed in opposite directions and blushing for several hours before sleep finally overtook them.

Sleep was over all occupants of the building that night. All save for one. The man garbed in black sat cross-legged on his bed, meditating. Though his body and mind rested, he was still preparing himself for what would come the next day.

The next morning, duelists all found a package resting outside the doors to their rooms. As Yugi tore open his package, he was simultaneously trying to read the slip of paper that had accompanied it. Finally, the package's contents were revealed: a Duel Disk 2 and a white metal object that he discovered could be worn on the wrist. The object had a single obstruction on it, and on the rectangular jut there was a button. Pressing the button, he found a microchip set into the object. There was room for five more. As he examined it, Tea read the paper aloud. "This is the Key System (KS) which will be used during the Tokyo Duel Monsters Tournament. By wagering the microchips that you possess in duels, you can obtain more as you progress through the tournament. The tournament will take place in this hotel. When you have six microchips, and they are set in the LKS, the system will be able to open the door that leads to the basement, where all finalists must meet before the finals begin. There will be sixteen duelists in the finals. The winner will receive both two million dollars and have the opportunity to face Alexander Cerberus in a final duel, the prize being an additional three million dollars and a surprise bonus."

"Great! Let's get downstairs, I think the tournament's going to begin soon."

"Hold on there, Yugi," said Tristan, who was rummaging through the refrigerator that he had just discovered, "let's have some breakfast first."

Yugi relented, and they had a hurried meal.

As they arrived downstairs, they discovered the room to be packed. They had arrived just in time for Cerberus to make his announcement, "When I give the word, the tournament shall commence." All duelists, each equipped with a DD2 (Duel Disk 2) and a KS, clenched their hands in anticipation. Then, with a single uttered word, they sprang into action, "Now!"

So, there it is, chapter three. It's probably not the best bit of writing I've produced, but wait 'til next chapter, I'll knock your socks off. .