I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or it's characters. Just the OC. This one is slightly short, I apologise it's about midnight for me when I posted this.
"My chest doesn't feel heavy here." He muttered, looking around the dream like land. Well, not dream like. He could only assume it was a dream, he remembered falling asleep on his bed. Where else would he be? He took a deep breath of the clean air. He wasn't exactly sure where in this dream he was, but he was sure as anything enjoying it. He couldn't hear any sounds, and in a way that was okay. The grass was green and it felt like there was a slight breeze in the sky, pushing the fluffy white clouds across the deep blue sky without a care in the world; he didn't want more.
Akira looked around as he took a few steps forward. That's when he suddenly felt a sharp pain run through his chest. Doubling over, he gripped at his shirt above his heart, gritting his teeth tightly together, his eyes wide opened as he just stared at the floor.
"It'll stop soon." A voice said, accompanied by a hand being laid gently onto his shoulder. Akira stiffly pulled his head up, eyes still wide, teeth still clenched as well as his hand as he looked at the person who was in front of him speaking. Ito. She stood there exactly as how he remembered her to be five years ago. She didn't look concerned, nor did she look pleased. She was expressionless.
"It'll stop very soon. Don't worry about it for now." She said to him, although Akira couldn't quite grasp what exactly she had meant.
The sharp pain ran through his chest again, making him drop to his knees as he gasped in as much air as possible to try and numb it. Her hand had left his shoulder and slowly so did she as she faded into the darkness that over took his vision.
Akira woke up in a cold sweat. He didn't feel the pain he felt in the dream. He felt rather normal. His bed however was soaked. He sat up feeling his face, feeling his chest. It was all just wet. The shaken teen yawned as he looked at the clock on the bed side table. 9:00AM. That was fine, he had a small lie in he could live with that. He carried himself to the bathroom groggily, nearly bumping into the door way as he journeyed.
He had told himself he was going to go to the game shop today and look into buying some duel monster cards. He never played before, but had to admit it did give him a little interest. Maybe it was watching them come to life before his very eyes, or even the excitement or watching two other people duel. Both caused his heart to race and made him feel faint; but in a way he wanted to see if that feeling would remain once he played the cards. His mother often said things happened differently when you did it yourself. Maybe this would be different too.
His shower was quick. He had to eat as well before he left otherwise he'd never hear the end of it. He quickly went back to his room and changed into a pair of jeans, tee-shirt with a graphic of Medivh from the rather popular online game World of Warcraft, about the only game he actually knew or even played sometimes when he bought a subscription for it. He scuffed up his hair, it rarely got combed. He liked the style of it being out of place and very messy. He grabbed his medical bracelet off the bedside table and clipped it on. It was a simple silver chain with a plate in the middle saying his name, date of birth and what his heart condition was. Tachycardia. A heart condition that meant the heart beats too fast and caused a number of things, such as chest pains and Syncope; those were the two symptoms Akira experienced regularly.
Once he finished getting himself presentable he rushed downstairs and nearly tripped over the cat, he grabbed his dinner from last night and sat at the table. His mum made curry, he loved curry. Akira felt like he needed to be in a rush, although why he wasn't too sure. He thumped his chest a couple of times after trying to swallow too much, his father helped him out by slamming between his shoulder blades. Akira turned his head to the man who just patted his shoulder and went over to the cat to fuss her. Silence fell between them as the teen slowed down this time.
"You're in a rush...going somewhere?" His dad asked, scratching the cat behind her ears. She flopped onto her back and presented her belly, demanding a belly scratch.
"Yeah I guess." Akira said to him quietly. He placed down his spoon down, he was hoping if he rushed his meal he'd eat more but this was not the case as he still left half. He sighed through his nose as he tidied up everything, letting the silence fall between him and his dad once more. Akira didn't like the silence. It bothered him greatly, but he was not someone to be loud and neither were his parents. Ito was. He just had to live with it.
Akira made it to the game shop rather quickly. He didn't see anyone from school on the way. He was glad he was right about the air feeling cooler now that the rain had stopped. It made it much nicer to walk in. The teen stopped as he looked at the building suddenly feeling nervous. He just gazed at the sign. He didn't actually read it yesterday and only knew this was the right place because of the poster in the window to advertise the tournament. Kame Game. Kame...such a strange name to name a game stop.
"'Ey you lost?" A voice called out making the teen jump. He looked to his left to see a blonde man. The blonde wore something on his arm that held his deck. Akira's eyes couldn't help but look at it briefly, causing the blonde to grin widely at him.
"So you' lookin' to duel ye?" He asked in his funny accent. Akira froze, he wanted to shake his head but for whatever reason his body just froze. Did he look like a duelist? As he tried to speak, the door opened up.
"Joey I've told you before to stop pestering potential customers." The voice of Yugi said to his friend, "Good morning Akira, are you meeting Mokuba here?" He asked him, turning his attention to him. Akira could feel all eyes on him. He shook his head and then looked at Yugi properly.
"No, no...I...Actually wanted to see about getting a deck." He said to him nervously, making Yugi raise his eyebrows slightly, "I want to learn to play." he said to him, adverting his eyes slightly. He could feel the stares still on him, and heard the slight sound of air exhaling from his nostrils coming from him.
"I'll help you build one and can show you some pointers too." He offered, making Akira look back at him slightly surprised. Mokuba was right when he said Yugi was the guy to ask. If Seto wasn't so intimidating then he would have considered asking him too.
"Don' worry Yug, I'll teach 'im how to play like a pro!" Joey spoke out, jabbing a thumb to himself proudly. Akira knitted his brows together, unsure how to respond to such the kind offers.
"Now Joey, he's nervous. Let Akira decide once his made his deck." Yugi said kindly to his friend as he opened the door for the group to wonder in. Akira was the last to wonder in and as he did, he felt a sharp pain in his chest making him stop briefly. He slowly reached a hand up to grab his shirt, but refrained himself. He didn't want to do that, he didn't want to cause these people concern. Once the pain subsided, he dropped his hand again, and shoved it into his pocket.
The brunette haired teen looked over the cards he had gathered and made his deck with. Yugi had been kind enough to help him pick what magic and trap cards he'd need. They were a mixture of things, but consisted of primarily beasts. His eyes were wide with wonder. Now that he actually held them in his hands, and in affect made something himself even with guidance, he felt a connection to them. He knew he wouldn't be treating these like normal playing cards that you could buy at any old shop.
"Did you wan' a deck to enta' in Kaiba's tournament?" Joey asked the teen, making him shake his head as he looked up from the cards in his hands.
"No...I couldn't anyway I'm helping Mokuba this year." Akira explained to him, before turning his attention back to the deck again. "I just...I wanted to try it." He said to him, removing the top card and placing it in the back to stare at the next one. He felt an arm roughly placed around his shoulders, making him almost drop the deck until he tightened his grasp on it again. He looked up at the blonde who seemed to be very friendly, considering he just met him.
"Why you 'elping rich boy for? He's got the money to hire more guards!" Joey said to him, making Akira feel rather uncomfortable. He said he'd help as he wanted to, he wanted to do more with his life than worry if he was going to suddenly drop dead...but he couldn't tell the blonde that.
"Akira is a friend of Mokuba's Joey. You know Mokuba helps with good intentions, I feel Akira is doing the same." Yugi explained to him, making the blonde hum to himself and sigh slightly.
"I still don' like him." He muttered bitterly, making Akira knit his brows together. He didn't understand why, was there a history between the two? Akira never asked Mokuba if his brother had any friends, he just never found it important to ask...maybe he could later.
Time flew by for Akira. Yugi had helped him with the basics in between managing the store. Joey gave him little mini games against him so he could get the hang of it. They were very nice people, warm and kind. Akira enjoyed the feeling of knowing that. He couldn't decide if he wanted to be friends with them but in a way, he kind of did. He knew Mokuba was so it couldn't hurt...right?
Akira placed the cards into the card holder that he bought from Yugi, he wanted to make sure they were kept very safe. He stretched his arms high above his head, stretching out his back as well as shoulders and neck. He felt slightly stiff but nothing too bad. It wasn't that far into the day, only about three. Akira turned his attention to Yugi and Joey, giving them a small smile on his pale face.
"Thank you for helping me today...I didn't expect it." He said to the pair, receiving a smile and a nod from Yugi and a rather smug looking grin from Joey. Akira stood up, attaching the card case to his jean belt loop hole. It looked quite good there now that he thought about it.
"I should get going. I'll make sure to stop by again." He said to the pair once more, giving a small bow and turning on his heel to leave. He could hear the pair shuffle a little, and some muttering but he couldn't exactly make out the words that was said. Akira wasn't sure if he wanted to, what if they were nasty things about him? He didn't really want to hear it.
As he reached out for the door, he felt another sharp pain attack his chest. It made him grab his shirt tightly, and clench his teeth together. He grabbed the door handle tightly, using it as a support to keep himself upright.
"Akira, are you okay?" He heard a rather concerned Yugi ask. His body grew weak before he could answer and caused him to drop to the floor heavily. The floor felt cold against his now clammy skin. His eyes felt heavy as his body tried to gulp for air but couldn't. It hit him that he forgot to take his medication today in the rush of trying to eat breakfast. Now was not the time to think about that however. He had more pressing matters, like not being able to move his arms, and hearing the rushing steps of people to his side. He could barely hear their voices as he felt himself losing consciousness.
"Check for anything that can help." He could barely hear Yugi tell Joey, as he felt his hand on his forehead to check his temperature.
"'Ey Yug, check dis out." Joey said, lifting up his arm slightly that had his medical bracelet attached.
What else was said was unknown to him. He had slipped into unconsciousness before he could hear the outcome of the conversation. What Akira did remember seeing though, was the field he was in earlier, the one from his dreams, the one that Ito was in as well.
"Your time isn't up yet, Akira. Don't be in such a rush." He heard a voice speak to him from the fading field. It sounded familiar, but at the same time not. He could have sworn he saw a hand waving at him, or more like waving him away. In a way, he was glad his body began blocking those sights and sounds; his mind didn't know what was happening...he was hoping that if he woke up he wouldn't remember those words.