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In the morning, Yugi awoke, seeing the face of Yami staring directly at him way too closely. Yugi attempted to swat him but his hand passed right through. Sighing, he got off the bed, backing away from Yami.
"What were you doing Nissan?" He mumbled.
Yami tilted his head. "Watching you sleep."
Yugi went bug eyed. "What? That's creepy Nissan!"
Yami looked rather unbothered. "Not to me it is. But if it disturbs you I'll stop."
Yugi nodded, fidgeting. The door opened, and Sugouroku came in. "Hey there. Your mom is visiting with some friends today. How about we do something together while she's away?"
Yugi smiled. "Okay."
Sugouroku nodded and closed the door. "Get dressed then we can figure something out!"
Yugi gave a happy little jump, wondering what he could do today. He started to change, Yami politely turning away. When he was done, Yugi opened the door, glancing back at his painting infested room.
Yami leaned against a wall, wondering what Yugi was up to.
The teen glanced downstairs, then back at his room. He grabbed a canvas and shoved some paints and paintbrushes in his pant pockets. Satisfied, he left the room, Yami following from a distance.
Sugouroku glanced up from the table, where some newspaper lay scattered. He smiled, amused with how his grandson was hobbling down the stairs with a canvas under his arm.
"I don't think you'll need that."
Yugi froze, one foot on the floor. He stared at his grandfather, eyes wide with hurt.
"B-but...what if I find something to paint about?" He mumbled.
The elder sighed, and motioned with his hand.
"Fine fine. Set that against the wall and we'll pick an activity in these newspapers."
Yugi did as he was told, coming to sit beside his grandfather.
Yami peered over Yugi's shoulder, eyes narrowed as he stared at the confusing jumble of words on the crinkled papers.
Sugouroku pointed to a description of a music festival. Yugi shook his head. His grandfather continued to point things out but Yugi denied all of them.
Then, something caught his eye. Kaiba Corporation was hosting a special day where people from all over the city could see the newest holograms of a game called Duel Monsters.
They mentioned something about some sort of tournament in a few years, so they have been working to get the best holographic projectors to display the monsters.
Yugi pointed to it, and Sugouroku nodded. He folded up the newspaper, and got up. Yugi put his shoes on, and opened the front door, his canvas forgotten.
Sugouroku followed him, and locked the door, glancing up at a towering skyscraper rising above everything else.
They set off, with Yami following them, his face shadowed with unknown emotions.
'Duel Monsters...hmmm.'
End Of Chapter Six