Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ It's My Life ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Me: Mwahahaha! Hello everyone. You may not know it, but I had an account called MajorSkribblz and I'm doing this one story over called “Decisions, Decisions”. I can't get back on MajorSkribblz `because I can't remember the password… so I'll just restart it here. Enjoy! DON'T OWN YUGIOH OR YUGIOH CHARACTERS! KAZUKI TAKAHASHI OWNS THEM! P

 

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It's My Life

 

Chapter 1

 

Master Malik was angry.

 

Rishid strolled tensely down the street, his long black cloak trailing like a dark river behind him. He towered over everyone, making himself look like a menace on the streets. He didn't mind… at least it made people steer clear away from him.

 

Master Malik was angry.

 

Rishid had been sent on a small errand. Pretty small, nothing much. He had to get something. Anything really that would make Malik pleased, and seeing as Rishid was his right-hand man, he was appointed to doing it. As much as he'd prefer to be inside somewhere warm, he willingly obliged.

 

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“Since you always seem to lounge around here doing nothing, Rishid, I think you should go out and find something to amuse me. Something… interesting and different,” Malik ranted as he sat on his throne-like chair.

 

“Yes, Master Malik…” Rishid had said.

 

Malik gave a smirk and menacing cackle. “Oh Rishid-san, you can be so useless sometimes. I just can't imagine what you would do without me…You really are nothing, hm?”

 

Rishid swallowed, doing his best to not react to the comment, but he knew that it still hurt to hear from his own half brother…

 

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Giving a quiet sigh, he shook his head to try and forget the recent event and stopped momentarily to search his surroundings. He was in a calm part of town so there was little activity anywhere, and with the weather being nearly 17 degrees F, anybody with a right mind would be inside sheltering from this cold heck. Watching his breath escape from his lips, he was suddenly startled by a small drop of rain as it plopped without warning onto his nose. He looked up to see a group of large, dark grey clouds lingering over him. Then, without warning, the heaven's opened up and gave a downpour that would fill a lake.

 

Rishid groaned with agitation, shivered a little and continued walking on. He didn't have much choice anyways, so no need to complain and might as well go on with whatever he was doing. He came to an intersection between a street and another part of the sidewalk. But just before he was about to cross the street, he smelled something sweet and welcoming. Coffee?

 

Looking to his right side, he realized he was standing in front of a small café called “The G Note”. It was small and kind of old, but it still gave a warm and cozy feel, like it was made for anyone traveling through. Rishid looked at it quizzically though, wondering what drunken free loader had given such a name to the place. The G Note… he thought with little enthusiasm.

 

But he didn't protest. He hadn't gotten a cup of coffee in practically some time… maybe a few weeks…? Shrugging off his thoughts, he let his hood slide off his head, illuminating his tan, tattooed face and giving him a severe appearance.

 

He pushed the plain looking door open, hearing a small bell ring. A rush of warm, sugary air greeted Rishid with a great swoop. The place was practically empty except for a few guys and the waiters and cooks. Rishid felt thankful for the quiet, tranquil environment and sat himself on one of the stools nearest to the end of the bar. Piano music was playing slowly and peacefully, making the atmosphere consoling and sleepy. Rishid himself was starting to space out when he heard a woman's voice.

 

“Hey, Big Boy, what can I get you?”

 

Rishid turned his head to see an older woman, maybe around her 60's, who wore way to much makeup (making her look like a clown's mother) and an extremely tight outfit colored red and white with a skirt that reached down to her knees. He fought to appear surprised at her look, but he could not help his eyes from widening in the last second.

 

“U-uh…” He stuttered, trying to find the words he wanted to say but wouldn't come out. And as if to save his own skin, a man behind the oven yelled.

 

“Cathrine!! Get over here, we need your help!!”

 

She grunted then sighed.

 

“Sorry, Hun. I'm gonna be busy for a bit. Jin will be with you momentarily.” And with that, she turned around and continued with shrieking at the man who had called her.

 

Rishid exhaled with relief, relaxing his whole body again. Looking down at his hands, he began to twiddle his own thumbs, thinking about what time it was and when he should be heading back. He wondered if Malik was any better so that he could get home and rest in his pleasant, warm bed. He gave a slight smile, but then shivered slightly, remembering that he was soaked to the bone, and longed even more for something dry…

 

“Hey there. Can I help you?”

 

Rishid prepared himself to see another frightening, over-showy woman. Sighing, he looked up slowly, but was surprised as he saw a cute, young lady. Well… she wasn't just cute, she was beautiful. She was about 5'5, reaching only to about Rishid's shoulder. Her hair, which was held up relatively nicely into a ponytail, was nearly jade green and sparkled considerably in the dimmed light. Her skin was milky and fair, making her seem more fragile than she really was. But the one thing that was most distracting to Rishid was the woman's emerald, glistening eyes. They were kind and cool, like the ocean on a cloudless afternoon.

 

After what seemed like an hour, the young lady waved a hand in front of Rishid's face, a weird look on her face.

 

“Uh, hello? Hey, I'm up here you know.”

 

Rishid cleared his throat and tugged at the neck of his grey-black shirt, realizing that he had been staring at her upper body.

 

“Oh, u…uhh, yes?”

 

She giggled slightly. “What can I get you?”

 

“A coffee, please. Black and with only minimum sugar.”

 

The girl smirked and crossed her arms. ““Oooh. Tough guy, huh? Like your coffee strong?” Rishid blinked, he was taught not to show much emotion, but it just kept getting harder and harder. The young lady turned, yelling.

 

“Hey, Katsuya! Get me a coffee, black with a little sugar!” When she was finished, she turned back to Rishid, placing a hand on her hips. “So `watcha doin' here in this rat hole?

 

Rishid was about to answer back, but he emitted a powerful sneeze that came out of nowhere and shuddered painfully as he began a small coughing fit.

 

“You ok?”

 

“Yeah…” Rishid said, shaking a bit. The woman raised an eyebrow, and suddenly rested her elbows on the bar counter.

 

“Well of course you're gonna get sick. You're completely soaked through. Here.” She held out her hand and smiled kindly. “Let me dry your coat for you. You'll feel much better.”

 

He was skeptical at first, but then accepted the offer gratefully and shed his coat and gave it to her with pleasure. She folded it with delicate fingers and disappeared into a room next to the oven for a few minutes. When she came out, she reached over onto the oven top where the guy had placed Rishid's coffee and she brought it over to him gently, two cubes of sugar on the side.

 

“There you go. This'll warm you up.”

 

Rishid nodded slightly and took a sip of the warm liquid. It heated him up from the inside out, improving his mood greatly.

 

She smiled. “So, whatcha doing here? You're new, aren't you?”

 

Rishid's eyes narrowed only slightly and he blinked. “I am here on business. Nothing too big.”

 

The lady smiled warmly, making Rishid's insides melt. “Really? What are you? A bouncer?”

 

Rishid swallowed. Why all the questions?! “Um…yes ma'am. Well uh, not exactly. I'm just…” He paused. “…a bodyguard.”

 

The lady snorted. “Oh, don't give me that `ma'am' crap. Just call me Jin. And what's your name, handsome?” Rishid swallowed again, feeling his face heat up slightly.

 

“My name is Rishid.” He looked at her, his golden eyes tense. She wasn't fazed at all. In fact, she laughed. Laughed!!

 

“Haha! You seem more like Rishi-kun to me.” Rishid felt his face twitch slightly. What a woman…

 

“Jin!! Get your butt over here and help me! I'm not paying you to flirt with our customers!!”

 

Jin sighed slightly and shrugged. “Eh, well. I guess I'll have to talk to you later. My boss needs me. When your coat is finished drying, I'll get it for you.” She winked at him, then turned around and walked behind the oven out of sight.

 

Rishid watched as she left. He felt… a strange feeling in his gut. He didn't know what it was, and it made him feel a bit uneasy. But… he actually liked the woman…

 

She at least, had treated him like… an equal being… and not some freaky guy.

 

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Jin yawned and grunted, looking over at the clock. It was nearly 11:23 pm and the rain outside was starting to get louder and showed no sign of stopping. She shrugged slightly, then heard a quiet beeping sound near by. Remembering just then, she walked into the little dryer room and removed Rishid's cloak, folding it over her arm and walked out to the bar counter.

 

“Here you are, Rishi-kun. Its do—“

 

She didn't get to finish much of her sentence because she saw that Rishid had his head lying down against his crossed arms, entirely sound asleep. Astounded, she walked over to him silently and waved a hand over him to see if he was actually asleep. When she didn't get any response, she smiled warmly. Walking around the bar counter, she wandered over to the resting form of Rishid and spread his cloak over his shoulders.

 

“Poor thing…” She said out loud. “He must be so worn out…” And with that, she walked over to the switch on the wall, and dimmed down the lights just a bit.

 

“Goodnight…Rishi-kun.”

 

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Me: There you go everyone. First chapter. I know it's a bit long… I got carried away I guess. Oh well. Enjoy! Chapter two will be up soon!