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When Yugi next beaches himself, he finds a strange design sketched on the sand above the surf.

Obviously the work of his human, the rectangular design is filled with

smaller, shaded squares. Some of them hold a tiny bright shell, others a dark

smooth pebble. After studying this arrangement for a time, Yugi smiles. It's a game.

His perfect, wonderful mate has gifted him with a game.

Never has Yugi met one who's such a match for him! His magic flares as he traces his fingers over this game made just for him, ensuring that the sea will not erase it.

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Yugi is not a Dancer, but today his heart is; it leaps and spins with joy bright as Hetis' orb as it turns the ocean waves to gold. Yugi is not a Singer, but today his heart feels as if it could defeat any obstacle separating him from his mate. Love is like diving into the ocean depths on the trail of whales; fathomless, exciting and terrifying by turns, but great of reward. The pounding of his pulse tremors through him like an earthshake, but his hands are steady as he lays the blessed pearl - its twin at his throat - atop the game board his mate has drawn in the sand.