Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Life on the Farm ❯ The Farm ( Prologue )

A young male stood in front of a small house. A cool zephyr gently tugged at his tri-colored hair. Blinking crimson eyes, he turned to face his parents.

"Are you sure you're going to let me do this?" he asked.

"If we weren't sure, you wouldn't here, now would you, son?" his father replied.

The boy grinned before turning his eyes to his mother. Gently, the woman wiped her eyes.

"I hope you do well, Yami. This is your chance to show us just how responsible you are."

Yami gave his mother a grateful smile. Gently, the woman placed her hands on his shoulders. For a few moments, her baby blue eyes met his and Yami could see and feel the pride and love his parents held for him. Before his mother could let him go, the teen threw his arms about the woman and held her in a tight hug.

Gently, his mother whispered to the boy, "I love you, my darling. I always will."

Yami snuggled closer into his mother's embrace. "I love you too, mom."

After a moment the family let go and Yami's father gently placed a hand on his wife's shoulder.

"Well, we need to go now, son. See you in two years. I love you."

"I love you too, dad."

With a proud smile, he ruffled his son's hair and gently led his wife back to the car. As the teen watched the vehicle leave, he waved sadly. "Bye mom. Bye dad. I'll see you in two years, I guess."

Heaving a sigh, Yami glanced to the setting sun. If he was correct, it was about six. After living on a farm his entire life, he knew that he would need a lot of energy the next day, no matter what he did. Stepping inside his house, he immediately noticed that there were only three rooms: a kitchen, a bedroom and what he prayed was a bathroom. Taking his shoes off at the door, he quickly made his way to the mystery room.

He thanked every deity he knew of when he discovered that the room was, indeed, a bathroom.

After exploring what little house he had, Yami gave a sleepy yawn. Stepping into his room, he threw off his shirt and socks and buried himself under the covers of his bed. As the teen lay in bed, he remembered his mother saying something to him before he'd left his old home.

"I hope you meet that special someone at this new town, Yami."

As slumber overtook his mind and his eyes slid shut, Yami breathed into his pillow, "I hope I do, too…"

*glances at readers who are giving her 'The Look'* What?

Kura : Why?!

Angel: Why what?

Kura : Did you bother with writing this?!

Angel: You ask me this as if you don't know what my answer will be.

Kura : *rolls eyes* You still suck you know.

Angel: Gr on you! Gr I say!

Kura : *walks off, grumbling*

Yami: Ignore him

Angel: You think I don't already?

Yami: Good point.

Angel: *smiles; snuggles up to Yami* Anyways, I don't own Yuugiou. Also, whether I continue this shall be up to you or if I feel like typing. See y'all later.