WARNING: will be SetoxJoey in later chatpers! So don't complain iI didn't warn you!
Disclamer: I don't own yugioh, and this is the first and LAST time I say that! Lol
Chapter 1
Water logged
Something weird happened today. And yeah, it didn't have to do with monkeys or bananas.
But what really gets me is what is happening everyday after school. The same thing happens everyday. Well, almost.It'skinda like déjà vu.
Yesterday was the weirdest. I had bumped into a kid about six feet with brown hair. The weird thing is: I knew his name and had never seen him in my life. Maybe it's me, or maybe it's just the world taking the time to get me to screw up all in one lifetime.
Although the mystery is clear it seems to me that everyday something new happens. And when it does, I am ready for it.
For example. When I ran into the six foot male yesterday . . . He called me Mutt. It almost seemed like it was out of habit. Or was it? But I called him Moneybags back, so it really didn't matter.
Anyways, back to me…and right at this very moment.
Right now I guess wasn't the best time to be walking home by myself was it? 'Cuz I the person at the corner is staring at me weirdly. It's starting to scare me. Come to realizing it now….this guy looks familiar too.
It's not everyday that you pass a male with the hair of a pencil that looks familiar.
Why is he glaring at me…Ok…just keep walking.
I tried to keep to the left of the sidewalk, or street as you could say it, but it didn't exactly work when he stopped me while I tried to sweep by.
His hand stuck out and hit me in the chest as I tried to tread ahead. I guess my speed didn't pick up until THE LAST MINUTE!
I tried to shake off the hand.
"Joey is that you?"
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. What is this guy talking about? I have never seen him in my life and he comes and stops me on the street, and then knows my name? Who is this guy and what does he want?
"Joey….same something man!" He smiled in a friendly way.
"I-I'm sorry I don't know what you are talking about…but I think you have the wrong person." I tried to back up but I was stopped by the dang telephone pole!
Where did that come from? I swear it wasn't there a minute ago. Come to think about it….EVER!
"No. Joey, it's me: Tristan. You know, your best pal."
I shook my head. "I have no idea what you are talking about." I took another step back. I knew I shouldn't have taken this route back home at almost –
I glanced down at my watch – Nine o'clock at night. Nine? I swear it feels like it's almost midnight….something isn't right.
Trying to stay calm, I looked back up at the brunette or pencil head, in my opinion.
"I can't believe you don't remember me….don't you remember Yugi and Tea?" I stared at him horrified. Every single one of those names sounds familiar but I can't put my finger on it.
"P-Please, I don't know what you are talking about. You have the wrong guy!" I turned to sprint down the street. Maybe if I was lucky I could ditch this man and get away. And if I was really lucky, I could possibly never see him again. I doubt that would happen since this town is so small and infested with the same people everyday.
I took about one step before I was grabbed by the collar of my jacket and pulled back. I was felt the coldness of the telephone poll. I cursed, it was certainly freezing and beyond doubt digging into my spine. This definitely wasn't a good idea for walking home.
His breath smelled of . . . Mint?
Maybe he had a tic-tac or something- off the subject!
"Joey it's me! Tristan!" He stared into my eyes.
I finally noticed that his eyes were brown. Almost like mine; but there was something about them. Almost like I have seen his eyes before.
The heat on my face snapped me back. The guy name "Tristan" was breathing heavily on my face like he had ran a mile or longer. I noticed the hold on my shirt was no longer a death grip, but a friendly grasp like he wasn't going to do any harm. I find that hard to believe.
I was about to say something when he interrupted.
"Where's Serenity?"
I narrowed my eyes. "How do you know my little sister?"
"What do you mean? I have known her and you for all my life."
I glared. He seemed to get the message and backed off, "I don't know what ya mean. I have never seen you in my whole life an' I don't intend to get to know ya for actin like dis!" I pushed him off of me and scowled when he tried to take a step forward.
"Sorry man…I did not get the wrong male, but wrong person."
I stood for a second. Does he mean, he knows me, but not mentally as in personality…or maybe along those lines?
"Don't you remember? We grew up together and became best friends with Yugi, Bakura, and Tea. We all went to Duelist Kingdom, Battle City and not to mention high school together." He stopped, "You don't remember?"
I guess the baffled look on my face finally pulled off, because I have no idea what this guy is talking about. To finish what I guess I started, I shook my head.
Tristan looked thunderstruck. "You know what….never mind. Just forget what I said." He started to back up.
"Wait-" He was already gone before I could yell out his name. The back of his jacket seemed to bounce on his back before he turned the corner and dispersed from my line of sight.
All I could do was stand in the same spot, looking dumbfounded before my watch went off. I looked down and automatically clicked the button to stop the beeping.
Silence blanketed the whole street as I started to continue on my way. Nothing was stopping me from getting home.
I wondered down the street almost reaching my front door. That "Tristan" guy was really weird. And what had that whole thing about Yugi, Bakura, and Tea been about? I have never heard or even seen these people before.
Or have I?
I shook that thought away and trudged towards the front door of my apartment. Just face it. The truth was right in front of me. I was never going and never will be rich enough to getting a full earned pay-check to get a brand new home for myself or my pops. It will always be the same with coming home everyday after work, do little homework, beat together a good meal, eat it and leave some for dad, and then go to bed. And when morning came, I was up doing breakfast for the old man and then leaving for school a few minutes later.
I never had any time for myself . . . and when I did, it was spent on drawing in the park or actually walking the sidewalk.
I snorted and caught myself falling off the front steps of the apartment. Dat was close!
I shook my head back and forth and grudgingly put the key in the hole and turned. I opened the door and stepped inside. I had time to go into the kitchen an whip something up before the old man came home to eat.
I sat on my bed.
Dad was down stairs eating with an occasional grunt towards the TV. I smiled to myself. Although he had taken his downfalls he had willing pulled himself back up and had gone to get some held with the drinking problem. In no time he should be back to his old self and on the job again. Leaving me only to my studies. Still, it felt like there was something missing.
Of course there was.
Serenity and Mom were gone.
I stood up. Ever since the car crash, dad or I have never been the same. I guess the same loneliness came to haunt me that haunted the old man of mine into drinkin. But eventually we are gonna get through this.
I smiled and turned on the stereo on my desk next to my bed. It was pretty small with a window, closet, and connected bathroom to go with it. Everything was great in my mind. But there still felt like there was something missing.
Oh yeah…..What was about this Tristan, Yugi, Tea, and Bakura.
All sounds familiar.
I turned towards my window to look out onto the street. Somehow I feel like there is something misplaced. Surely, it's not just me? I sighed and flopped down onto my bed. It's no wonder why I am so tired. I am barely eating everyday and then working and on my feet almost on a daily basis. There is no time for me to rest, and if there was . . . I guess I could thank the heavens for my dad actually getting a decent job.
Aww…da pillows feel so nice! I snuggled my head into the feathery goodness. It feels so soft; to bad I have to go do homework right now. I have a major project due tomorrow-
Maybe some shut eye won't do any harm….just a couple of minutes…
BEEP BEEP
I jumped….I looked at the clock:
6:00 A.M.
Aw . . . man…its only six, can't I get five more minutes' dad? Wait! SIX! School starts in an hour in a half!
I jumped out of bed and headed towards the bathroom.
Getting out of the shower thirty minutes later wasn't what I wanted but I had to keep my hygiene in check. Right? Yeah, I thought so. I headed towards the kitchen to find it already been occupied. A note was visible on the counter. I picked it up with haste to find out where my pops had gone. Hopefully it wasn't to the bar down the street.
Joey –
Work called in Early. I'll be back late also. Love you and have a great day!
- Dad
Peachy. Just plane peachy. Well I guess I can sit back and relax for about ten minutes and watch TV for once. Nah…forget it. I'll just be at school on time for once. Hey – I can finish my 'hw' in the library.
The library is quiet. Well except for the fact that the guy I ran into two days ago is typing away on a laptop. You know...the "I know your name" guy? There is something strangely familiar about him and it's not just the "KC" on his jacket. But his eyes are the strangest blue I have ever seen. Don't get me wrong or anything, but I HAVE seen him before…….the male looked up and made contact with me.
I sucked in some breath before I quickly looked away.
Ok….what was that!
A/N: I redid this chapter. I had to. It didn't make much sense, let alone grab some of the readers attention...i definately need to work on that.
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