Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Shirubaafokkusu (Silver Fox) ❯ Chapter One:: Reminiscence ( Chapter 1 )

TITLE: Shirubaafokkusu

SERIES: YuGiOu

AUTHOR: Dark Elf a.k.a Kitty Romanova

PLOT BUNNY: AU. Yuugi is not who we deem him to be. Years ago he was not the sweet, innocent child-like teen we know now, but rather a street punk by the name of Shirubaafokkusu, Silver Fox, named for his swift speed and cunning. Now in high school his past is catching up to him in the most bizarre way.........

DISCLAIMER: YuGiOu is not mine and nor will it ever be mine, nor yours for that matter. It belongs to the great Kazuki Takahashi. I only own the fic, the plot and nothing more.

ELF'S NOTES: I've been playing Kensei - Sacred Fist like crazy. Yes, I know it's an old game but it was the only one I could borrow out *mumbles something about little brats getting to Forbidden Memories before she could*. And that was where the idea for this fic comes from. Yes, I know I've done badass Yuugi before but I've always done him as the bad guy, this time he's a good guy. I've ALSO been watching the 3 Ninjas, old movies I know but I love them all the same. So my Punk Bear muse - yet another of the Dark Care Bear clan - is ready and willing to roll with this fic so I'd better stop babbling and get on with it.

Ja'ne!

DARK ELF ~ YURI QUEEN

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- Chapter One:: Reminiscence -

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~ Tonight a Hurricane ~

- From the original Bubblegum Crisis -

[Did you know] On the stormy highway

[Did you dream] You were spinning in the lonely night

[Did you lie] Elusive dreams, memories of yesterday.

[Did you know] Visualizing illusions

[Did you dream] Was my way of life

[Did you lie] The howling wind strips them all away [no, no, no, my heart].

Big city standing here we're Heart to heart

Children lost, seeking love out in the dark

Big city still surviving Day by day

Will you ever ease the pain

Tears won't take away? [I want your love]

Big city standing here we're Heart to heart

Children lost, seeking love out in the dark

Big city still surviving Day by day

Will you ever ease the pain

Tears won't take away? [I want your love]

Tonight a hurricane

Feel the hurricane

Spending this lonely night loving you [loving you]

Tonight a hurricane

Touch me hurricane

Show me your love with your touch.

Burning touch.

Tonight a hurricane

Feel the hurricane

Spending this lonely night loving you [loving you]

Tonight a hurricane

Touch me hurricane

Show me your love with your touch.

Burning touch.

[Did you know] I could never share your pain

[Did you dream] Burning in your heart

[Did you lie] If you keep saying everything is all right

[Did you know] No more streets in the pouring rain

[Did you dream] Keeping us apart

[Did you lie] Tell me how to help you through the night [sin, sin, sing your heart]

Big city standing here we're Heart to heart

Children lost, seeking love out in the dark

Big city still surviving Day by day

Will you ever ease the pain

Tears won't take away? [I want your love]

Tonight a hurricane

Feel the hurricane

Spending this lonely night loving you [loving you]

Tonight a hurricane

Touch me hurricane

Show me your love with your touch.

Burning touch.

Tonight a hurricane

Feel the hurricane

Spending this lonely night loving you [loving you]

Tonight a hurricane

Touch me hurricane

Show me your love with your touch.

Burning touch.

Tonight a hurricane

Feel the hurricane

Spending this lonely night loving you [loving you]

Tonight a hurricane

Touch me hurricane

Show me your love with your touch.

Burning touch.

Give me touch.

Burning touch.

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Yuugi glanced at his cards, never blinking as Jounouchi pointed to one in suggestion, index finger of his other hand trailing over the top of them. Looking at his opponent with a small smile of satisfaction, he chose his card, watching Ryou's face as a small bead of sweat trickled down the silver-haired boy's pale cheeks. Malik, Ryou's best friend, was leaning over him anxiously.

"I play," Yuugi started in a whisper, picking his chosen card out of his other hand, hearing his friend's excited murmurs to each other. He was defiantly going to surprise them with this one. "Reaper of the Cards, in attack mode!" The small teen placed the card on the field, the holographic image of the Reaper shimmering into life and attacking Ryou's Lady of Faith, hearing a whine from the other teen and shouts from the albino's three friends as his life points went down to 0000.

Anzu blinked at her long-time friend as he packed away his deck, placing it and small holographic board in his backpack once Ryou was done with his own. Reaper of the Cards? She didn't remember Yuugi having that card in his deck, nor did she remember any of the cards he'd played that she'd seen him play before. Not once did the Black Magician or Black Magician Girl pop up during the match. What was going on?

Tristan decided to voice that statement. "Hey, Yuugi, what's going on? Normally you play the Black Magician and you're opponent's dead meat!" The brunet noticed a strange look cross in those immense amethyst eyes as Yuugi hefted his backpack up onto his shoulder. "Maybe I'm just tired of that card. I haven't used my grandfather's deck since I decided to create my own to suite my personality." He turned to look at Ryou, running fingers through his tri-coloured hair. "Nice try, Ryou, maybe someday you'll be able to defeat me, but not with that deck you won't."

"Alright, who are you and what've you done with Yuuge?" Jounouchi's question was met with a bark of laughter, a strange smile matching the equally abnormal look in his eyes. "Jounouchi, this is the real me. I'm not the sugary-sweet, "innocent" teen you think you know, that was just a cover-up for my real self and if you'll care to join me, you'll learn just who I am." With that, he began walking up the stairs of the game shop, the others looking at each other before shrugging and following.

Yuugi kicked his bedroom door open, tossing his backpack to one side where it slouched in a crumpled heap before he let the others in. "Way before I met any of you, I wasn't a Mutou, not really anyway. I was living on the streets, having grown up there since both my real parents were drunks and obviously didn't give a damn. I was accepted into a group of punks - they liked my style of fighting so I was nicknamed Shirubaafokkusu. This group is nothing like the one you two were in at one stage," he added, motioning towards Tristan and Jounouchi as he moved into the relatively large closet, shutting the doors. A light flickered on underneath and Yuugi's voice floating out, the rustling sounds they could hear saying he was changing clothes. "We were all born and bred on the streets, a bunch of troublemakers if you will. Anyway, the police caught wind of my parents and I was caught during a raid before I was sent off to my grandfather's. I haven't seen any of the guys since then."

"So what.....exactly does this have to do with now?" Malik asked, his arms crossed as he leant against Ryou's shoulder, eyebrows quirked. The blonde Egyptian had been accepted into the group after Battle City had ended, the others understanding that he had been under his darker personality's influence.

The closet door was opened and the group of five gaped at what Yuugi had changed into. Tight black leather pants hung at his hips and travelled down to meet buckled combat boots at the knees, a sleeveless blood-red Chinese muscle shirt with the symbol for FOX was under a long-sleeved black trenchcoat jacket with the cuffs meeting black leather fingerless combat gloves with knuckle-bombs and there were numerous piercings in his ears. He licked his lips, allowing them to see the tongue piercing momentarily. "What this has to do with now is that we're being pulled back together for some reason or other. Seiya mentioned something's happened to one of the gang but that's all I know. That's also why I haven't been with you guys as much as I used to - I've been working out in the gym, trying out my old moves and inventing new ones along with getting my muscles unstiffened from years of laying around." Yuugi began stretching.

Ryou winced as a sickening crack made its way to his ears. "So how come you never mentioned this to us before?" He received a chortle. "Grandfather didn't like how I was before, he tells me I was practically wild and untamed, I don't remember much of it. That's also why I never told - I didn't remember much until I met up with Seiya a few months ago. He took over when the old leader was killed during a fight with another group of punks." Yuugi snapped his head side to side, glancing at them with dead amethysts. "I suggest you don't try to get yourselves involved or you might die before you're ready." With that he turned and walked out of the bedroom swiftly, stopping to look over his shoulder at them. "And that's not a threat."

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- later, outside the mall -

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Seiya Kinomoto twirled the cigarette between his fingers, looking at his watch on the same wrist. 6:45pm and Yuugi was late. 'Tch, figures, y'know? Little punk was always late when we wuz kids.' The twenty-year-old dropped the cigarette, snuffing it out before running a hand through his spiky blue hair. Seiya had always liked to be different from everyone else so it was no wonder he dyed his hair four times a week. He wore a black Chinese shirt with a DRAGON symbol under a silver-white trenchcoat, red leather pants, combat boots w/ buckles and combat gloves.

"Looks like I'm a little late," came the familiar cold, dead voice. Seiya turned, looking his teenage friend up and down as Yuugi leant against the wall with his arms crossed, smirking coldly. "Sorry if that bothers you." You could practically stick a knife through the dripping sarcasm.

"What bothers me is that we're past the deadline, you little fucker," Seiya growled almost fondly, turning away from him. "Now come on, my bike's just around the corner."

"No need." The new female voice surprised both of them and Yuugi's narrowed amethysts widened slightly at the girl with her feet propped up on Seiya's sleek black Ninja Custom with the rest of her body on top of her own purple Ninja. She wore nearly the same as them, only the purple Chinese shirt had a diamond in the centre which showed off a great deal of her cleavage, the leather pants were exchanged for a leather mini-skirt like Mai's that barely reached halfway down her thighs and in place of the combat boots were buckled-up purple stilettos. She flipped some of her blue locks away from her elfin face, giving Yuugi a wink.

Seiya face-palmed himself, growling in frustration. "Romanova, you fuckin' bitch, I thought I told you to stay with the guys! And get the hell offa my bike!" Priss leapt to her feet, wheeling the two Ninjas over to her childhood friends with a grin on her face. "Hon, ah t'ought we agreed mah name wuz Phoenix." Looking closely at the girl's shirt, Yuugi could see that the symbol for the mythical bird was tattooed on her left breast, the cutout diamond showing off a fair deal.

His gaze was cut off when arms crossed over them and green eyes met his gaze, the look in them simply telling him to back off. Priss's gaze was met with a cold stare that sent shivers down her spine but nonetheless, the Southern belle wrapped her arms around him, giving him a hug, which ended with him pushing her away. She smiled. "You're still an ass, Yuugi, even if yoah 'ave changed a bit." Priss looked from Seiya to Yuugi before breaking out in a grin. "Well what're we waitin' fer, tha Spanish Inquisition t' sen' us an invite? C'mon!"

Seiya face-palmed again but none the less followed her over to their cycles, looking over his shoulder at their childhood friend. "Y'comin', Yuuge?"

A small smile curled on the tri-haired teen's hard face, feeling complete once more. "Sure. Let's go before that bitch gets a head start on us." True to his words, the elfin belle had already left in a cloud of smoke, Seiya giving a cry of frustration before he and Yuugi clambered onto their bikes, following her in a similar fashion.

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- twenty minutes later -

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"What the hell're we doin' here at KaibaCorp.?" Yuugi asked as the three of them stared up at the tall skyscraper owned by his classmate. If Kaiba was the one who hired them, what could the billionaire possibly want with street thugs? He blinked, watching his two friends get off their Ninja Customs and start walking towards the building, frowning at the fact that his question hadn't been answered but hopped off his own and in a few quick paces was at Seiya's right, Priss on their leader's left. Ignoring the security guards, a few quick words and reflexes had them down for the count anyway. Yuugi rubbed the elbow he'd used to knock out a guard, feeling a little miffed about the whole thing. Normally he knew what was going on and being left out of the loop didn't do a thing to calm him down. Sure he was happy he was with his friends again but were they still that......or something entirely different?

Before he could realize it, they were up on the floor Kaiba's office was, a shooting look from Seiya telling him not to mess things up. 'How can I if I don't know what's going on?' Yuugi's iced amethysts showed no emotion whatsoever and the three of them, ignoring the protests from the brunet's secretary, threw open the rather large doors to the equally large office, feeling the eyes of the employee's outside on them before he and Priss closed the doors. The office chair swiveled around to reveal Seto Kaiba, a smug smile on his face. Mokuba Kaiba sat nearby at a large mainframe, surprised at the entry but probably more surprised at who was standing there with the two punks.

"Yuugi?" the raven-haired teen breathed. Yuugi's eyes showed no emotions.

"Kaiba," Seiya spat, voice twisted with malice as he set himself into a fighting stance, anger pouring around his aura. "Fuckin' hell, let him GO! He has nothing to do with this!" Cold amethysts travelled the room, feeling something out of place. They widened when they noticed the redhead floating in a cyro-generic tube filled with blue liquid the same hue as the CEO's icy orbs. Like the other three out there, he had a blue Chinese muscle shirt on, a red jacket floating around him in the tube, complete with baggy army pants and combat boots, no gloves like the rest of them had. Ruby eyes opened to stare at them with horror.

"Inari," Yuugi whispered, fists clenching enough to draw blood.

Inari was a fighter, swift and cunning like himself he had earned the name of the fox deity during his initiation into the group several years ago. Everyone had always said they were like a yin-yang, like light and darkness.

No surprise, seeing as how his true name was Yami Ansekishoku(i).

His first and last lover.........

End chapter one

(i) Ansekishoku means "dark red", learned it from an online dictionary and it was just screaming to be Yami's last name in this fic.

ELF'S NOTES: Wheeee, how'd everybody enjoy that? Wow, I think I set a record for myself, three fanfics uploaded and edited in one day =) I've been a busy girl cus mid-year exams are coming up on the 24th and I need to study for two Egyptian and one Roman, luckily for me that means I have the rest of the time off but I'm going to be staying at a friend's house for possibly a week afterwards. How'd you like the way I put Yami no Bakamono into this fic? And Seiya and Priss too? Yes, Priss was Kitty in my "Wild Sleepover" fic. Anyways, read and review, please =D