Day 5: Words from the father and words from the sun. Luck rides high as a petite male takes on a challenge at the infamous roulette table of Atemu Sennen and his 3-win challenge for a prize.

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There was a rumor of a man in a high class casino in the depths of Las Vegas. An imposing but charismatic man that runs the roulette within. It was a story told to many and many who flocked to his table in hopes that such rumors were true. He always gave a challenge to folks that play against him, a simple challenge with simple rules. Play three rounds at his table and win them all for a wonderful prize. The money wasn't the real prize but no one had been able to achieve three straight wins against the man. Many find themselves losing more bets over winning out of the sheer desperation to see whether the rumors were as true as people claim. To this day, no one was able to achieve such results and the man at the roulette table grew bored of such simple fare...

Until one finally came to his table with a charm that surpassed all.

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"No more bets." The suave baritone spoke, the tiny white ball clattering within the roulette wheel, scarlet eyes watching the ball while the betting crowd at his table watched with bated breath. All were there for the same reason and so far, none had been successful towards his little challenge. It was tiresome, he thought silently as the momentum slowed and soon enough he called out the number. "13 black." he muttered and the groans to lift from the table was nothing new. Many only get lucky once but once they try to take on the second bet, that's where they falter. A shame really, he thought, swiping the losing bets from the table and watching as three got up, dejected. The other three watched before eventually calling it quits themselves and he exchanged their chips before sending them on their way. At least they played smart.

Perhaps my little game is too hard, the dealer thought, taking one of the colored chips from the pile to gaze at with muted wonder. When he became part of the scene, he had enjoyed seeing the varying styles of luck posted at his table. There were those that played wisely and those that played foolishly. Those that divided their chances and others that go all in. Every gambler had a type and he'd seen them all but there was one that he hadn't seen yet. A rarity that was both and blessing and a curse to any casino once they walked through their doors. A figure that showed luck even with the most impossible odds, one that could sit at a table with a single dollar to bet and walk away with hundreds more than they started. That was the kind of person he wished to challenge at his table but no one of such a description would ever show up.

"A dream, I guess. A stupid little dream." he muttered as he set the chip back down before hearing someone take a seat at the table and glanced up. His eyes widened to the sight of the angelic figure to grace his presence and blinked once. Twice. And a third just to be sure he wasn't dreaming before smiling warmly. The male was petite in size, a size that could easily mistake him for a child, but the composed posture and sharp wit in his eyes showed enough that he was no mere child that wandered into a high class casino like so. Surprised was he that shared near similar looks to the dealer but held softer features and tasteful ivory skin in comparison to his sharp angles and tawny skin borne from the desert landscape in which he hailed from.

The dealer will attest that the male was beautiful alas, he must keep things professional...but that didn't mean he couldn't try harmless flirting to see how he reacted. "Good evening, sir. I hope your night has been pleasant." The petite male shrugged, speaking that it was well enough. "I heard stories about your table. A challenge that you pose to people who flock here." The dealer grinned as he nodded. A simple game made to amuse him, he spoke honestly, taking the small marble from the wheel and looked towards it. "My boss allows me this as long as I still play fairly. At least as fair as one could say for roulette where an infinite amount of possibilities can happen based on your wager." The smaller male nodded, lost in thought before he reached into his pocket and dug out a 100 dollar bill to settle on the table.

Big spender. The dealer looked disappointed somewhat but still kept the smile on his face as he took the money and set up the chips for him once told what he wanted to amount them to. 100 chips at a dollar each. Scarlet hues glanced around, seeing no other takers to come sit at his table and nodded. Fine with him. "Well then, little one, take a second to set up your chips and we'll begi—" The chips slid over the table onto 7 red, violet eyes practically smiling as bright as the smile on the other's face which was returned with a rueful one by the dealer. "All in, huh? Feeling lucky?"

"Lucky enough to win your challenge."

The dealer blinked at such direct certainty before grinning. Oh, this one was clever as well as playful. He didn't get that often here. "Alright then. No more bets." he spoke as he spun the wheel, slim fingers holding onto the marble. What is your name? The dealer blinked as he set the marble off into the roulette, looking to the smaller male who asked. It's Atemu Sennen, he replied and the other tilted his head in curiosity. Such an interesting name that clearly held no American ties to it. Atemu wasn't born in the states but his English was rather fluent with the rough edge of his birth dialect. It was pleasing to the ear. "Motou Yugi. Here on vacation at the behest of a friend." The little angel replied and Atemu smiled. Ah, a tourist of the strip. Common as always and ones who he tried not to remember the faces of, no matter how attractive they look. It was always a one-time deal and he'd never see them again.

The marble began to slow along with the wheel, brief just like this meeting and when it came to a full stop, Atemu read out the number. "Well look at that, 7 red." Picking up the marker, a slender golden piece shaped like a falcon, he set it over the spot before giving Yugi the winning pay. Marker removed, Yugi took his winnings and Atemu expected the male to leave but the slide of another 100 chips went onto 24 black. This brought a hint of uncertainty on Atemu's face but Yugi only smiled. "I said I was going to win your challenge." He really was serious. But a 35 to 1 bet again? Surely he didn't honestly think himself that lucky. There was no such thing as someone that lucky. Atemu would know after searching this long. A desire that rare would never walk to his table where the odds were so hard to predict. But that air of confidence around Yugi...he was certain he'd win.

"Then...no more bets." Atemu spoke as he spun the wheel and released the marble. "Are you looking for something, Atemu?" Yugi asked and the dealer chuckled. You could say that, he murmured, watching the marble course around the outer edge of the wheel before it began to descend into the slot. Once more, he read out the winning number but with hesitance. "...24 black." Scarlet hues looked towards Yugi, marker set, and Yugi matched his gaze. It was asking, no...demanding, to hear his story. Atemu couldn't keep his mouth shut, not with such intensity that had even him thinking twice of silence and let out a soft breath. It was his father that told him the tale. The tale that someone existed that would bring to the table the rarest luck. They could win any game and beat any opponent and by some stretch of the imagination, would be perfect as a partner to him.

"My father was a wise man and is usually firm and resolute with the things he tells me. So he told me, grow up and learn the games. Find your specialty then travel to the city that never sleeps. There you will find your partner." Atemu said, a wry grin on his face as he set another 100 chips to Yugi's pot before removing the marker and pulled his gaze from the other. "But so far, that hasn't come to be so I highly doubt it here." A hand came to land over his and brought his eye to Yugi's. The expression said all and Atemu couldn't. Rather, he wouldn't allow it. He told Yugi to pack it up and go. No challenge was worth the money he had won. He was one of the rare few to be right for two rounds so far. He could go home with more money that many would lose in a night.

"I'm not leaving, Atemu. I said I came to win your challenge and I will."

"I normally don't intend to be snappish unless someone makes a scene or reeks of whiskey at my table but I'm going to now." Atemu groused, jerking his hand free from the other to slam the marker back in place beside the colored chips designated for his table. "You're a lovely creature, that I will admit outside my uniform. But in uniform, I must implore you to take your winnings and cash them in. Don't risk your pot for some paltry dream that I've had since I was a child. Besides..." Atemu turned from him, refusing the finish the sentence, as he took the marble from the wheel. You won't be staying long anyway...

The sleek marble was rolled in his fingers, Atemu hardly saying another word and hoped that Yugi would call it quits. He didn't say a word against it so Atemu was ready to gather the plain chips so Yugi could walk but when he turned, he saw one last bet on the table. "32 red. Sorry Atemu but I won't quit now." Yugi replied with promise and the other clenched his teeth. Why was the other so adamant in playing?! Sure he was the closest in a while when it came to his little 3-win challenge but this was always the failing point. No one could be right three times. Even he knew it was impossible but the impossible made it so only the truly lucky would put that risk in. But here was Yugi, a little beacon of willpower and promise that he would win. Atemu wanted to be hopeful but he also didn't want the male to waste his money.

"Yugi..." Atemu began but a hand was raised. Roll the ball and let me prove that I won't lose. His heart pounded with apprehension as he looked to the marble in hand then the wheel on the table. "Humor me then..." Atemu whispered, a hand resting on the polished silver. "If you win, I'll invalidate my prize and instead allow you to have one wish of your choosing within reason. I'm nothing but a dealer here and don't have much to offer but name it and it's yours." Yugi agreed to the offer, a smile on his face as if he were sure that he would get that wish and somewhere deep in his heart, Atemu wanted him to be right. To bring truth to the dream his father told him would come to pass. Atemu never once thought if this lucky figure would be male or female, just the knowledge that someone out there existed with a gift that no ordinary human could possess. Extraordinary luck seems unsound, a thing of fantasy and mere delusion but his father was absolute that someone was out there with such abilities and further still that they were perfect for Atemu alone.

"No more bets."

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As the casino was slowing down for the night, Yugi stood outside, rocking on his heels awaiting for someone to come out. Others came out and went on their way but he was there for one in particular who was doing him a favor. He took a look at his watch and hummed before the doors opened again. "Yugi." He turned to the voice and smiled as the other sauntered slowly to his side, a duffel in hand. "I must say, it isn't often I would admit to being wrong but you proved that of me quick and easy." The petite male laughed as he moved to Atemu's side, wrapping an arm around his as they began to walk. Yugi was happy and so was Atemu. It was strange, Atemu will admit, that a dream that had a low chance of being true actually came true. That one young Japanese lad of extraordinary luck had sought him out, sat at his table and put that luck to the test to show that his father had been right.

How the elder man knew that this would be his path in life, Atemu wasn't certain and probably never would be but he can easily say that he wouldn't change anything in the world to risk never coming across Yugi though he was sure no matter where he went, Yugi was bound to find him. Star crossed soulmates that ached for the company they didn't think they needed. How did you come to find me, Atemu had asked as they reached the hotel where Yugi was staying. "Would you be shocked if I said it was a dream that told me to come here?" Atemu blinked before shaking his head. If he were crazy enough to believe in the words of his father to an instance that had just as little of a chance at being true, he wouldn't put premonition dreams off the list either. Yugi chuckled and told how a falcon had visited in his dreams and hinted that coming to this particular casino, look for the roulette table run by a handsome foreigner of the desert sands and take on his challenge.

Don't relent and don't walk away, it told Yugi before it was gone in a ball of golden light.

"So I gave the dream a shot. It was crazy to try and possibly couldn't result in anything it was telling me but nothing wrong with being impulsive." Atemu was impressed, fate really did have a way of sneaking about and making sure the red threads complete their intended goals. To think one was tied so tightly around his pinky and connected him to such a carefree, lovable and charming character with luck unparalleled. Perhaps he should've listen to his father's wise ramblings more. He felt his arm squeezed gently and their eyes met again before Atemu brought his head down to feel a kiss pressed to his cheek. "I'm glad you're coming back with me, Atemu. I would've been so disappointed if you told me no."

"It was your wish, Yugi, and one that wasn't hard to achieve. And with the events that brought us together, it would be wrong of me to deny Ra's holy word if he appeared in a dream far from his pantheon in Egypt to reach you in Japan." Atemu spoke and Yugi blinked, arms dropping from his own as Atemu headed into the building. "Wait, wait, wait! You're not serious are you!? Atemu! Answer me!" Yugi ran after the other who laughed happily and ran off for the elevator. It went without saying that the two, with their newfound relationship even if it would proceed slow so they could get to know each other better, found that their future would turn out better than it could ever be separated. Late in the evening as Yugi slept, Atemu sat at the bar counter, humming silently as he had the open duffel bag beside him holding all of the winnings Yugi earned from the roulette table he once manned.

He looked at the hundred marked bill in his hand and smiled softly. This amount was how it all began. And for how it finished...

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The marble coursed around the outer edge of the wheel, Atemu watching the little marble then pose a glance over to Yugi. "So...what if you don't win? If the off chance that your luck isn't as solid as you think, what will you do?" Atemu questioned. Yugi hummed as he tapped his fingers on the table. "I guess I'd have to count my losses. It would be disappointing but that's how luck runs, doesn't it?" The words sounded bitter coming from Yugi and Atemu grew curious of how much Yugi trusted his own luck to win. The marble began to clatter on the board, ready to drop into one of the slots and Atemu looked to Yugi briefly. You were one of my most intriguing challengers yet, Atemu whispered, hands gripping onto the marker. He had to commend him and truly, his heart begged for Yugi to be right. Just for once...he wanted to be wrong of his own challenge.

Scarlet eyes drifted closed, almost fearing the result and when silence hit, his eyes opened. He looked down to the wheel and was completely speechless. Yugi watched him before he uttered softly of what the result was. "It's...32 red. You passed...you actually passed." Atemu didn't even bother to set the marker down. What reason did he have to as Yugi was the only player at his table. Yugi smiled, a relieved little smile that showed that even he had his doubts but was proud that what he was sure of had become the reality he aimed for the moment he sat down at the table. "Well, you proved me wrong and won three rounds. As promised, I don't owe you a prize but a wish. A desire even since you went through this trouble for odds that could've been easily stacked against you."

Yugi slid from his seat and moved towards Atemu, reaching out slowly for a hand and took it into his own. "I have but one desire. Quit this place and come home with me. I feel a connection between you and I and I'll be damned if I just walk out from here and not consider the consequence of this being the last time we ever meet." Atemu blinked before chuckling warmly as he reached with his other hand and placed it over Yugi's.

"I think I can arrange that as well as cash in your chips with the boss. Can't say whether I'll miss this place or not but it had served its purpose...and brought you to me when I thought I'd never find this rare, lucky person my father told me about." Yugi couldn't help the grin on his face and looked to the marker on the table before picking it up to hold. "As collateral to ensure you come back to me. I know the big man upstairs wouldn't give you such a pretty and well-crafted marker like this. You won't be able to fight me or my decision on this one." The dealer couldn't help the snicker to slip free and nodded, Yugi stepping back and pushed the chips to him to exchange for regular ones in which Atemu can trade off as he was more likely to get the means to carry the amount given for it out the door without them being hassled on the way out by the desperate ones...

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"Father, you were right. I didn't think this would happen...or for me to find myself being this happy. But I'm glad I followed your stories." Atemu murmured as he set the bill down and continued to count the money. With this, they would be promised comfortable living once they converted it and head back to Japan but he promised that one day, he'll bring Yugi to his father's grave.

It's only fair the man got to meet the one that was in his prophetic words and led Atemu to his life partner.