Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Magicians and Dragons ❯ Chapter One: Alice ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the respective characters

 

Note: I don't quite understand why I'm writing this story … I'm just very, very, very, very, very, very bored. And I have gotten back into Yu-Gi-Oh >_> I used to have an unhealthy attraction to Kaiba, then I lost it … now it's back thanks to my best friend. I love her … but I may kill her for giving me unhealthy obsessions xD I made time pass two years because I think little Yugi has spent enough time as a fifteen year old, BUT Yami or Pharaoh or Atem, is still around. Why? Because it's my story and I wanted him to come back! Haha, Please enjoy the story and reviiiiiiiiiiiiew!

 

Chapter One: Alice

 

“You need to start with five cards.”

 

“Okay! One … two, three … four … and five! Okay, I got five cards! Oooh … this one is so pretty! Look, Yugi, look!”

 

“That's a Dark Magician Girl, you like her, Alice?”

 

“Mmhmm! She's so pretty … can I look like her one day, Yugi?”

 

“…”

 

“Why are you blushing? Hey, Yugi!”

 

“I think that's enough for today!”

 

“Hey, we just started! Yugi! Why are you blushing? Yuugiiiii!”

 

Yugi Motou groaned quietly, squeezing his eyes shut and using his hand to shield them from the sun that escaped from behind the blinds. Wisps of blonde bangs were strayly stuck to his lightly tanned forehead. Orchid eyes opened up, looking about the familiarity of his bedroom. The alarm clock beside his bed stated that it was Saturday and almost one o' clock. He closed his eyes again with a sigh.

 

You like her, Alice?

 

Alice … Alice! Yugi popped back up, grabbing his alarm clock with fearful eyes.

 

“Oh no! I'm supposed to be at the air-port in twenty minutes!”

 

xxx

 

“Oh, stop snickering at me, Grandpa.” Yugi glared at the cereal in his spoon, shoving it in his mouth as his grandfather, again, laughed at him from behind his news paper. “I can't believe you set my clock forward two hours.” Grandpa guffawed loudly, setting his paper down, his mustache moving upward with his smile. The same orchid eyes as Yugi's twinkled at the, slightly taller, but still small teen with amusement.

 

“Come now, Yugi, I knew you would go back to sleep if you knew it was only eleven!” the glare turned toward the grinning, gray-haired, old man. “You don't want to miss your cousin Alice getting off the plane, do you? This will be her first time back in Japan since she moved to America ten years ago. Don't you miss her? You two were such good fri- eh? Yugi, are you alright?” the playful smile vanished as he looked at his seventeen year old grandson whose glare had vanished and was now staring dismally at his cereal bowl.

 

“Are you alright, Yugi?” Yugi and Grandpa glanced up at the willowy, apparation of the old Pharaoh of the Pyramid, Yugi's striking resemblence … just taller and with the aura of one with authority. Yugi sighed,

 

“Her voice was really different, I hadn't talked to her in almost six years then out of the blue …”

 

Ring … ring … ring … ring …

 

“I got it, Grandpa!” running out of the living room into the hall, Yugi catches the phone on its sixth ring, putting the reciever to his ear, he says; “Motou residence.”

 

“Yugi?” a girl's voice asked timidly. It was too light to be assertive Tea.

 

“Um … yes? Who is this?”

 

“Oh, Yugi! I'm so glad to hear your voice, you sound so much older!” Yugi stuttered quietly as the voice rambled on. “Did you hear me, Yugi? It's me, Alice!” Yugi gasped,

 

“A-Alice?! Little Alice Ouri?” she giggled.

 

“No one calls me `Little Alice' anymore, silly, I'm sixteen now!” Yugi couldn't help the small smile and could somehow hear her's in her voice. “I'm coming back, Yugi. I'm coming back to Japan.”

 

“You aren't happy to see her? You dream about her a lot.” Yugi blushed, looking wide eyed up and Yami who blankly stared back. Grandpa bust out laughing again,

 

“It's not like I have a crush on her or anything! She's my cousin! I miss her is all …” Yami smiled sweetly at Yugi,

 

“She is very pretty in your memories.”

 

“Yes, she looks just like her mother.” Both boys look over at Grandpa who is smiling reminiscently, Yugi could almost see pictures of a younger Grandpa Motou playing with a little blonde girl and boy, Yugi's father, Alice's mother. Yugi finished his cereal and stretched with a sigh.

 

“I guess I'll go get ready then.”

 

xxx

 

Airplanes screamed overhead as they took off, landed, boarded, unloaded and did all their jobs. Yugi, in dark blue jeans, plain white shirt accented by chain and pyramid, sat beside Grandpa in his natural overalls and cream colored shirt. Yugi looked about eagerly, every little girl with a mop of blonde hair caught his eye and he had to remind himself that Alice wasn't six anymore.

 

“Yugi …?” his attention was caught by the gentle voice coming from, of course, where he wasn't looking. He turned his spiky haired head, looking over to see a girl who he could never forget. She was taller, curved he could not fail to notice, her hair was longer and she wore a little makeup but she was still;

 

“Alice!” he stood up quickly and gathered her into a hug, she was a little taller than him, though he was used to it by now. Her thin arms were around his neck and squeezed him comfortably tight, her face buried in the crook of his neck. He could feel a bit of wetness and her shoulders heaved.

 

“I missed you so much …” she was crying. He tightened his arms around her thin waist, then pushed her a little away, hands still on her waist and looked her over. Her blonde hair had natural streaks of reddish-black throughout it and fell about her beautiful face in a stylish, messy way. It was long and straight, reaching just above her waist, the tips tickling his fingers. She wore a tight black t-shirt that had red skulls about it and was long enough to wear as a mid-thigh length dress. Her red plaid skirt had a simple chain and a loose black belt, hooked onto her belt was …

 

“Is that a deck holder?” she looked surprised then smiled, moving her hands from his shoulders to open the little black box attatched and pull out a deck of brown-backed cards.

 

“I've been practicing.” She said shyly, holding the duel deck out to him. He smiled, taking the first card and flipping it around to show her. She blushed a little. “She is my favorite after all.” Yugi chuckled.

 

That's a Dark Magician Girl.

 

Chapter One End

 

Note: So did you like it? I'm going to try and post one or two chapters every week and keep the story strong. If you have any suggestions, please let me know! If you insist on flaming, go ahead, just know that it's pointless and I laugh at your pitiful attempts at insulting me, you balmy pigeons. Ta-ta for now!

 

-ZombieCupcake