A/N: Thanks to all those that reviewed. This chapter is dedicated to all of you.
Two Halves Of A Whole
Click. Click. Click. The sound resounded through the room. It was lighted from the full moon shining through the skylight. Violet eyes were alight with a fevered desperation that had taken hold of him ever since he had received the puzzle. His grandfather worried over him constantly, berating himself for giving his beloved grandson the puzzle. He had given up on food, homework and sleep in order to finish the puzzle. His friends were worried. Any attempt to drag him away from the puzzle would only end up in quarrels.
He went to school but barely paid attention to any of his classes. When the teachers notice his inattentiveness, called upon him, he answered their questions perfectly while having a preoccupied air around him. The teachers were shocked. Nevertheless, couldn't do anything to him but half-heartedly ask him to pay attention. He had brushed off his friends attempts at conversation, in his mind figuring out which pieces fit where. When the final bell rang, he rushed out of the classroom as though a pack of hounds were at his feet.
His friends, worried about his behaviour, went to visit him Yugi's grandfather greeted them at the door, lines creasing his wrinkled face.
"Hey gramps, what's up with Yugi?" the blonde asked. The brunettes nodded.
"It all started with the day you fought with each other, to cheer him up, I gave him a puzzle to solve," Solomon Mutou said. The three friends could see the sense in that. Yugi was crazy over games especially puzzles. His friends had used that tactic often in getting back in his good graces.
"Now, he is obsessed with it. Refusing to eat or sleep just to complete the puzzle." He sighed. What he didn't say was that the puzzle was said to be cursed. That the person who would complete the puzzle will be the bringer of the dark games and become master of the shadow powers. He didn't believe in it and now regretted it horribly.
They sat in the living room each occupied with their own thoughts. The room was neatly decorated, showing the family was of modest wealth. Pictures were scatter all over the place. In most of them, a boy looking no more than twelve but in reality older was with his friends being happy and carefree. A loud, painful cry startled everyone. It was a while before they registered the fact that the sound came from Yugi's room. They rushed upstairs, upon reaching his room; they found that it was locked. No matter how hard they tried, they just couldn't get the damn door to open.