Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, if I did I would be very, very rich and
have a really big mansion with a really cool car.
And a huge Jacuzzi pool.
"" is talking, is for thinking and reminiscing , ** is for coughs or sighs
AN(put in 20th of January 2002) : Many thanks to Wolfspeaker, Superfreak, Chisa and Neko, KitsuneDewAddict and one other person who didn't sign their name who gave me Yugi's grandfather's name both in English and Japanese. I'm going to go with the English one (Solomon) because it's easier for me to remember^^. Thanks again!
CHAPTER FOUR - Yami lies, Yugi plots
"I have something for you to sign," Yami said coolly, leaning against the doorway of his guardian's expensively furnished office.
"Sign?" Kurai-san said curiously. Looking up, he cocked a questioning eyebrow at Yami; his voice had gotten that dangerous tone it always did when he suspected Yami was doing something LESS than perfect.
Yami placed the carefully altered test paper in front of his guardian, sweating profusely. "Physics test." He said, forcing his voice to sound bored and casual.
"You didn't fail did you?" his guardian growled, picking up the paper and squinting at the answers.
"Of course not!" Yami snapped, pulling himself to his full height. "The physics teacher just wants all parents to sign this particular test paper. Something about making sure they were aware of everyone's progress. Are you going to sign it? I have homework"
The guardian was looking down the paper's answers, suspicion creasing every part of his old ugly face.
Yami had never liked him to begin with, he had been in sorts his family's friend and lawyer. When his parents died he became Yami's legal guardian and nagged Yami constantly about what he was 'supposed' to be to uphold his family's honour.
Thankfully, the only science he had ever done was Biology and his knowledge on Physics was limited. Yami's careful alterations to the answers after spending the entire lunchtime in the library should have been enough to get the old man to sign it.
"90 percent." Kurai-san murmured. He picked up a pen and with a large flourishing signature signed the paper much to Yami's relief. "I think you can do better than that Yami."
He handed the paper to Yami giving him a level stare. "You can do better can't you?"
"Of course." Yami said through gritted teeth. "Excuse me."
He stalked out, fuming. How he loathed the man! Putting him in something he could never do and then telling him that ninety wasn't enough. If his stupid little face had ever seen the REAL grade that Yami had gotten.
Yami paused in the corridor, breathing hard. One month to the final mock exams; he couldn't even switch over at this point if he confessed all to everyone. He was stuck between a rock and large looming wall.
He went back to his room, took out the paper that he had copied the original test paper answers on and began the painful process of altering the paper again to its first state.
As he erased the 90 to replace the 10, he wondered if suicide hurt.
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"What's wrong with your macaroni, Yugi-chan?" Yugi's grandfather, Solomon asked.
"Uh?" Yugi asked looking up in surprise.
"You've been staring at it for the past half an hour and counting; I thought you loved macaroni!" Solomon said, slightly perturbed.
"Oh, it's delicious ojii-san, I'm just thinking about something is all." Yugi replied, picking up a piece of macaroni and examining it.
Solomon frowned slightly and put down his chopsticks. "What's bothering you Yugi-chan? Don't you like your new school? You're making friends I hope?"
Yugi smiled at his grandfather. "Tons already! Domino High is very nice.except." he trailed off and absentmindedly ran a hand through his hair.
I need a cap
"Except?" Solomon urged looking curious.
"There's a bully at the school, he looks exactly like me." Yugi said slowly. "He told me he'd do something to me if I came to school with this hair colour again."
"Exactly like you? Your hair? I'm confused!" Solomon said, blinking rapidly.
Okay, scrap that approach Yugi thought.
"Ojii-san if someone picks on you but you think that he's really sad and just wants a friend, what do you do?" Yugi asked.
Solomon was silent for a long time, studying Yugi's worried expression. "I would do what I thought was right."
Yugi looked up at his grandfather. "What would you do?" he asked.
"I would try to be a friend." Solomon replied
"Even if it meant you could get beaten up?" Yugi asked hesitantly.
"I don't know, that's never happened to me before. What do you WANT to do?" his grandfather replied.
"I want to help." Yugi murmured, kicking himself mentally as he did.
You want to die young don't you? a nagging little voice squeaked in his head.
"Then there's nothing more to discuss, just try not to get yourself killed please." Solomon said almost cheerfully. "And eat your macaroni before I force-feed it to you."
Yugi wondered if his grandfather had all his lights on upstairs.
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"Yugi-chan what's taking you so long!?" Solomon called from downstairs.
Upstairs, Yugi was trying on every hat he could find in his closet. He wasn't too sure if that bully would live up to his promise but he wasn't taking any chances. Finally deciding on a ski cap, he rammed it on his head, stuffed his bang into the top and ran down the stairs.
Today was the day he was going to set into motion his plan to try and make friends with that bully, to try and help him. He wondered for a moment if he had gone temporarily mad and would only come to his senses when the bully was pounding his brain into the ground.
"Ohayo Yugi-ch.what ARE you wearing?" his grandfather asked. A flying pancake missed the frying pan and landed with a dull splat on the floor.
"It's a new fashion ojii-san ^_^!" Yugi lied, stuffing a pancake in his mouth while trying to drink a class of orange juice (the pancake sort of ended up in the juice and much messiness ensued). "Ok." Solomon said, pounding Yugi on the back who was choking on orange flavoured pancake. "Try chewing."
After turning several alarming shades of blue Yugi finally managed to swallow and grabbing his school bag he headed out the door to catch the school bus.
"Bye Ojii-san!" Yugi called as he ran out the game-shop/house that his grandfather owned. "See you at 5!"
"Strange boy." Solomon said shaking his head.
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Yami got out of his car just as Yugi stepped off the school bus. With his head covered, Yami didn't recognise him and stalked past Yugi without a glance. Yugi breathed a sigh of relief and ran up the steps, ignoring the odd looks from everyone. Careful to not let Yami see him, he peeked behind a wall to find out which locker Yami opened.
Yami fiddled around with books while Yugi squirmed with impatience; the suspense was killing him. Finally after what seemed hours (it was three minutes) Yami slammed his locker shut and stalked off to homeroom.
Creeping along (insert mission impossible music here - AN: is it just me or is this chapter getting rather silly?) he finally got to Yami's locker and making sure no one was looking slipped a folded letter in the side of the door.
He hoped his plan would work. He hoped that his intuition was correct and that he wasn't trying to make friends with a maniac.
You know you're doing the right thing, he IS sad, you can see it all over his face even when he's scowling at you. You've got to help him .
Yugi blinked. Help him?
How can I possibly help him?
By being his friend?
Yugi decided that he really was going insane.
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Lunchtime finally came and Yami went to put his books away in his locker. But as he yanked his locker open something slipped out and drifted to the floor. Frowning slightly, he bent to pick it up.
It was a letter labeled 'from a friend'.
Curious he opened it and was utterly surprised to see a Black magician card, one of the rarer Dueling Monster cards. He picked it up carefully and examined the quality; it was a bit nicked on one end indicating a great deal of use. He noticed suddenly a message scribbled inside (in rather BAD handwriting).
"Care to duel? Meet me tomorrow at lunch by the fountain" - a friend
What the hell? Yami thought to himself. But he was still curious. Who would want to duel with him? Or give him a rare card like that? And how did they know he loved dueling?
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What if he doesn't like dueling? Yugi thought
Here's a better question, why did you give that BULLY your best card and ask to duel him? When he realises it's you, you are so going to get beaten up a more annoying voice answered him.
I have to try.
No you don't
Shut up
YOU shut up
I can't believe I'm arguing with myself-_-;
To be continued
AN: this chapter was a bit light wasn't it?
Thanks to the following persons who reviewed so far. I appreciate it.
Ani-Coolgirl Wolfspeaker Amakasu toko Cat Agentpudge Yami Tsuki Tenshi
And a huge Jacuzzi pool.
"" is talking, is for thinking and reminiscing , ** is for coughs or sighs
AN(put in 20th of January 2002) : Many thanks to Wolfspeaker, Superfreak, Chisa and Neko, KitsuneDewAddict and one other person who didn't sign their name who gave me Yugi's grandfather's name both in English and Japanese. I'm going to go with the English one (Solomon) because it's easier for me to remember^^. Thanks again!
CHAPTER FOUR - Yami lies, Yugi plots
"I have something for you to sign," Yami said coolly, leaning against the doorway of his guardian's expensively furnished office.
"Sign?" Kurai-san said curiously. Looking up, he cocked a questioning eyebrow at Yami; his voice had gotten that dangerous tone it always did when he suspected Yami was doing something LESS than perfect.
Yami placed the carefully altered test paper in front of his guardian, sweating profusely. "Physics test." He said, forcing his voice to sound bored and casual.
"You didn't fail did you?" his guardian growled, picking up the paper and squinting at the answers.
"Of course not!" Yami snapped, pulling himself to his full height. "The physics teacher just wants all parents to sign this particular test paper. Something about making sure they were aware of everyone's progress. Are you going to sign it? I have homework"
The guardian was looking down the paper's answers, suspicion creasing every part of his old ugly face.
Yami had never liked him to begin with, he had been in sorts his family's friend and lawyer. When his parents died he became Yami's legal guardian and nagged Yami constantly about what he was 'supposed' to be to uphold his family's honour.
Thankfully, the only science he had ever done was Biology and his knowledge on Physics was limited. Yami's careful alterations to the answers after spending the entire lunchtime in the library should have been enough to get the old man to sign it.
"90 percent." Kurai-san murmured. He picked up a pen and with a large flourishing signature signed the paper much to Yami's relief. "I think you can do better than that Yami."
He handed the paper to Yami giving him a level stare. "You can do better can't you?"
"Of course." Yami said through gritted teeth. "Excuse me."
He stalked out, fuming. How he loathed the man! Putting him in something he could never do and then telling him that ninety wasn't enough. If his stupid little face had ever seen the REAL grade that Yami had gotten.
Yami paused in the corridor, breathing hard. One month to the final mock exams; he couldn't even switch over at this point if he confessed all to everyone. He was stuck between a rock and large looming wall.
He went back to his room, took out the paper that he had copied the original test paper answers on and began the painful process of altering the paper again to its first state.
As he erased the 90 to replace the 10, he wondered if suicide hurt.
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"What's wrong with your macaroni, Yugi-chan?" Yugi's grandfather, Solomon asked.
"Uh?" Yugi asked looking up in surprise.
"You've been staring at it for the past half an hour and counting; I thought you loved macaroni!" Solomon said, slightly perturbed.
"Oh, it's delicious ojii-san, I'm just thinking about something is all." Yugi replied, picking up a piece of macaroni and examining it.
Solomon frowned slightly and put down his chopsticks. "What's bothering you Yugi-chan? Don't you like your new school? You're making friends I hope?"
Yugi smiled at his grandfather. "Tons already! Domino High is very nice.except." he trailed off and absentmindedly ran a hand through his hair.
I need a cap
"Except?" Solomon urged looking curious.
"There's a bully at the school, he looks exactly like me." Yugi said slowly. "He told me he'd do something to me if I came to school with this hair colour again."
"Exactly like you? Your hair? I'm confused!" Solomon said, blinking rapidly.
Okay, scrap that approach Yugi thought.
"Ojii-san if someone picks on you but you think that he's really sad and just wants a friend, what do you do?" Yugi asked.
Solomon was silent for a long time, studying Yugi's worried expression. "I would do what I thought was right."
Yugi looked up at his grandfather. "What would you do?" he asked.
"I would try to be a friend." Solomon replied
"Even if it meant you could get beaten up?" Yugi asked hesitantly.
"I don't know, that's never happened to me before. What do you WANT to do?" his grandfather replied.
"I want to help." Yugi murmured, kicking himself mentally as he did.
You want to die young don't you? a nagging little voice squeaked in his head.
"Then there's nothing more to discuss, just try not to get yourself killed please." Solomon said almost cheerfully. "And eat your macaroni before I force-feed it to you."
Yugi wondered if his grandfather had all his lights on upstairs.
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"Yugi-chan what's taking you so long!?" Solomon called from downstairs.
Upstairs, Yugi was trying on every hat he could find in his closet. He wasn't too sure if that bully would live up to his promise but he wasn't taking any chances. Finally deciding on a ski cap, he rammed it on his head, stuffed his bang into the top and ran down the stairs.
Today was the day he was going to set into motion his plan to try and make friends with that bully, to try and help him. He wondered for a moment if he had gone temporarily mad and would only come to his senses when the bully was pounding his brain into the ground.
"Ohayo Yugi-ch.what ARE you wearing?" his grandfather asked. A flying pancake missed the frying pan and landed with a dull splat on the floor.
"It's a new fashion ojii-san ^_^!" Yugi lied, stuffing a pancake in his mouth while trying to drink a class of orange juice (the pancake sort of ended up in the juice and much messiness ensued). "Ok." Solomon said, pounding Yugi on the back who was choking on orange flavoured pancake. "Try chewing."
After turning several alarming shades of blue Yugi finally managed to swallow and grabbing his school bag he headed out the door to catch the school bus.
"Bye Ojii-san!" Yugi called as he ran out the game-shop/house that his grandfather owned. "See you at 5!"
"Strange boy." Solomon said shaking his head.
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Yami got out of his car just as Yugi stepped off the school bus. With his head covered, Yami didn't recognise him and stalked past Yugi without a glance. Yugi breathed a sigh of relief and ran up the steps, ignoring the odd looks from everyone. Careful to not let Yami see him, he peeked behind a wall to find out which locker Yami opened.
Yami fiddled around with books while Yugi squirmed with impatience; the suspense was killing him. Finally after what seemed hours (it was three minutes) Yami slammed his locker shut and stalked off to homeroom.
Creeping along (insert mission impossible music here - AN: is it just me or is this chapter getting rather silly?) he finally got to Yami's locker and making sure no one was looking slipped a folded letter in the side of the door.
He hoped his plan would work. He hoped that his intuition was correct and that he wasn't trying to make friends with a maniac.
You know you're doing the right thing, he IS sad, you can see it all over his face even when he's scowling at you. You've got to help him .
Yugi blinked. Help him?
How can I possibly help him?
By being his friend?
Yugi decided that he really was going insane.
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Lunchtime finally came and Yami went to put his books away in his locker. But as he yanked his locker open something slipped out and drifted to the floor. Frowning slightly, he bent to pick it up.
It was a letter labeled 'from a friend'.
Curious he opened it and was utterly surprised to see a Black magician card, one of the rarer Dueling Monster cards. He picked it up carefully and examined the quality; it was a bit nicked on one end indicating a great deal of use. He noticed suddenly a message scribbled inside (in rather BAD handwriting).
"Care to duel? Meet me tomorrow at lunch by the fountain" - a friend
What the hell? Yami thought to himself. But he was still curious. Who would want to duel with him? Or give him a rare card like that? And how did they know he loved dueling?
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What if he doesn't like dueling? Yugi thought
Here's a better question, why did you give that BULLY your best card and ask to duel him? When he realises it's you, you are so going to get beaten up a more annoying voice answered him.
I have to try.
No you don't
Shut up
YOU shut up
I can't believe I'm arguing with myself-_-;
To be continued
AN: this chapter was a bit light wasn't it?
Thanks to the following persons who reviewed so far. I appreciate it.
Ani-Coolgirl Wolfspeaker Amakasu toko Cat Agentpudge Yami Tsuki Tenshi