Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Reunion ❯ Hidden Message ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1: Hidden Message

 

Yugi sighed. How the hell did he end up in DETENTION...?

Oh yeah. He didn't do his math homework. (Oh y'mean the sheet with Tea's name doodled all over it? No way in HELL was he handing that in.)

Why didn't he do his homework again? Wasn't he supposed to be `good boy' Yugi Mutou?

Pft! Screw that! Math class sucks!

He shot a half-hearted glare at Seto Kaiba while he was on this hate streak. And what was Seto Kaiba doing in detention?

Why were you asking HIM? What WAS he; Kaiba's keeper? Please! After that whole `I'm never gunna fight again' fiasco a year past, they never talked once.

Face it, their `friendship' was over. Good riddance to bad rubbish.

*Tap, tap, tap*

Hm?

*Tap, tap. Tap. Tap, tap.*

Yugi opened the window next to him; a small white carrier pigeon tapped it's beak on the window. He pulled the window open and the small bird flew it, message tied to its leg.

“What'cha got there, little guy?” He asked quietly as not to draw Mr. I'm-About-As-Fun-As-Watching-Grass-Grow other there to his business. He pulled the letter from the small birds' leg and unfolded it carefully.

He opened it fully, the minute he saw the handwriting, it came to him clear as a bell.

“DIN-CHAN!” He yelled happily, hands in the air and cheering. Kaiba turned his head in Yugi's direction.

“What about Din-Chan?” He asked.

Should he tell `em? Aw who gave a shit?! He sure as hell didn't at this point! He was too frickin' happy to care. Don't spoil his fun now!

“Well, Kaiba, get the confetti, pull out the party hats, and break out the crazy straws; Din-Chan's comin' home!” Yugi felt like he was dancing. No wait, he was dancing. Only difference was the lack of a pretty girl in front of him.

Kaiba's eyes widened.

“Are you...serious?”

“Never been more.”

“Should I really believe that while looking at you right now?” He drawled. Yugi shoved the note in Kaiba's face.

“Read it and weep.” Kaiba took one glance at the note and his eyes were as huge as saucers.

“That's her handwriting alright. It's practically unreadable; the letters are so close together. And who else makes perfect stars to dot their `I's and `J's?”

“Just read the note, jackass.” Yugi spat, still dancing merrily. Foxtrot? Waltz? Jitterbug? Didn't matter which. Well, okay, he might've had more of a taste for a salsa.....

Kaiba continued to stare at the notice.

“I can't read her handwriting.” Yugi scoffed derisively.

“Idiot. Gimmie.” He stood on the desk and pointed to the letter. “Here, moron. It says...” (Pretend the `I's and `J's are dotted with stars, okay?)

 

Dear Indigo,

It's been so long since we've seen each other, don't you think? I miss you very much my cousin. I am ecstatic to tell you that I am returning to Domino. I'm very happy about that. I'm pleased to say I have received vigorous training in Egypt (While running away from Shadi, like you said for me to do) and would like you train against you. I still cannot fight but I can defend. Won't this be fun?

Gotta go,

Din-Chan.

P.S. Look for the hidden message in this note. It's very important.

 

“Hidden message?” Yugi stopped dancing. “What hidden message?” Kaiba rolled his eyes.

“You didn't read the entire note, did you?” Yugi didn't say anything for a few seconds. He sighed.

“All I read was `I'm returning to Domino'. That was good enough for me.” The young C.E.O. scoffed at the ex-gangsters mannerism.

“Look, some of the letters are darker than others. If I could just read her damn handwriting better, I might be able to figure it out.” The young boy snatched it from the entrepreneur's hands.

“Lemmie see it.” Yugi re-scanned the note quickly as Kaiba grabbed a piece of scrap paper from his notebook. “Here. I got `em.”

“How can you read her handwriting?”

“Because I taught her how to write. I'd say she does so pretty well for someone who learned to write at about 6. Now the letters are...I...n...e...e...d...h...e...l...p...I'm...s...c...a...r...e...d... 221; Kaiba wrote these down as Yugi rattled off the letters. The other boy looked at the scrap paper and his eyes fell.

“Look at this.” he said, handing the letter to the smaller boy. Yugi snatched it and turned his eyes to the letters.

“`I need help. I'm scared.' That's the message.” Yugi read sadly. The piece of paper crumbled in his clenched fist.

 

Meanwhile, with Din-Chan....

A young girl sat in the backseat of a taxi cab. Her long red hair was pulled back into a braid that reached her heels. Her golden eyes held a slight fear as the taxi left the airport. Her tanned skinned arms grasped themselves rather frightfully as she trembled quietly.

“Y-You know where the Game Shop is, right?”

“Mm-Hm. A little kid named Yugi lives there. Everyone wants to see that guy. `King of Games' everyone calls him. I drop someone off at that place almost twice a week. All these American kids who wanna duel him.” He looked back at the young girl. “You don't look like that type though. You one of `em?” She shook her head.

“Oh, no. I'm just a relative.” She replied. Din stared out the window.

`I hope you got the message cousin. I need your help. I'm scared. Someone's after me.'