Disclaimer. Yu-Gi-Oh! does not belong to me. It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi.
This is a random story I thought up. I don’t know how far I’m going to take it. Hope this is a good story. Here goes. (By the way, Yugi is pretty tall in this story. Around the time this takes place he is Seventeen.)
Yugi was not a normal child. When his mother gave birth to him, the doctors were astounded that he made no noise. No crying came from him. His mother loved him all the same though. Multiple tests were run on the newborn Yug but they found no issues with his seemingly inability to make noise. He could. But Yugi for some reason never uttered a sound. His crystal amethyst eyes were large, but dull of any expression. As he grew older, he was entered into school. People stayed away from him. The shy, silent spiky haired boy sitting in the back by himself, never speaking to anyone. The only person to try and make him talk was a girl named Anzu. She would often sit with him when the school day was over, asking him gentle questions. The only close response she got was a slight look in her direction. Today was one such day. Pulling up a chair, she sat down quietly, as to not startle Yugi. The teen stared silently ahead, not acknowledging her presence. Anzu tried smiling at him. “Hi Yugi.” The teen twitched slightly, but did not answer. Anzu tried going for another question. “What do you plan on doing at home? Maybe some artwork? You seem to like Art Class.” Yugi glanced in her general direction. A tiny nod of his head meant yes. Anzu smiled. “That’s cool. What do you plan on drawing? Or painting....you like painting more.” Yugi looked at her pocket. Anzu got the message and took out her phone, hading it to him. Yugi took it with tentative hands. He fiddled with it, before handing it back to her. Anzu gasped. On google images, lay two pictures, one with a Chinese Dragon and another with a white rose. Anzu clasped her hands together. “You’re planning on painting this?! Beautiful. I’d love to see it when it’s finished.” Yugi glanced at his desk, a sign that he was feeling a bit bashful. He stood up, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. Anzu stood up as well. “See you next week then...” Yugi twitched, before walking out the door. Anzu sighed. ‘One of these days I’ll make him say something.’ Reaching home, he opened the door and went in. His grandfather and mother were at the table, drinking coffee. Taking off his shoes, Yugi made a beeline towards the stairs before his grandfather stopped him. “Wait. I have something to give you.” Yugi turned towards him, placing his backpack on the bottom stair and walking over to him. Before Sugouroku, (The grandfather’s name) lay a golden box. Intricate hieroglyphs covered the box. Yugi stared at it suspiciously. Sugouroku took off the lid, giving the box to Yugi. He peered inside, staring at all the glittering pieces of strangely shaped gold. One piece of gold had a cord tied to it. His mother smiled up at him. “Why don’t you try and solve it? Some say it has mysterious powers.” Yugi poked a piece, now intrigued. He took it upstairs, leaving his school bag on the stairs. He started putting it together, each piece smoothly sliding into place. (I know it takes him a lot longer...but please....for the plot’s sake.) After about four hours, he put the last piece into place, the puzzle now an upside down pyramid with the Eye of Wadjet on the front. It glowed brightly, and Yugi set it on his bedroom desk, leaping out of his chair, startled. A strange transparent man appeared, staring directly at Yugi. “Thank you for releasing me. I am forever grateful.” That was when he noticed the layout of the teen’s room. Paintings covered every corner of the room. Walls were plastered with paintings as well. He stared at all of them in awe, before turning back to Yugi. “Did you paint all of these?” Yugi stayed scrunched in the corner of the room, his eyes wide and suspicious. The strange man came closer. “Are you alright?” Yugi blinked at him, before attempting to poke the man. His hand went right through. If Yugi was a cat his fur would have stood straight up. He made a strange gasping noise, before darting to his bed, practically hugging the wall as he frowned at the man. The transparent figure looked sad. “I am a spirit. Are you afraid of me?” Yugi nodded slightly. The man shook his head. “You have no reason to be afraid. Let me show you some of my power.” A glow emanated from the completed puzzle. Everything went black as Yugi heard the spirit speak in his mind. //Just remain calm...//
END OF CHAPTER ONE.