Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Snowy Snowflakes ❯ He doesn’t exist?! ( Chapter 1 )

             Heya! I decided to create a new Christmas fan fiction because I was just in the Christmas spirit! Well, the fact that the last Christmas story I wrote was two years ago was another reason. ^^;; So, I created this story which I hope you’ll like! ^^

           &nb sp;I wasn’t sure on what this fic should be rated, so I just made it PG-13 just in case. You know what they say, always up the rating if your not sure! ^^ . . . . Okay, that’s not what they say but it’s still what you should do. ><

          &nb sp; It’s snowing! ^___^ Yes! We got snow and I got to throw snowballs at my sister’s dog and the family dog, and they tried to eat it. lol But I’m sooo happy! It hasn’t snowed here in over two years! So yay! ^o^

           &n bsp;Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fan fiction. It has three chapters so you better read all of them! Naw, just kidding. If you don’t like this story, just flame. ^.^ All reviews are welcome, and yes even flames. I don’t mind, but I really do hope you enjoy this story. ^^

           &nb sp;Also! About Yami and why he has his own body . . . I don’t know! >o< Use your imagination because I don’t really want to explain it in this story. After all, this is just a Christmas fic! Just like the Millennium Items, I talked a little about it but I didn’t talk about it very much. ^^ Because like I said, this is a Christmas story and I don’t want to go into detail. ^^;

           &n bsp;Disclaimer: I don’t own anything in this story. Not the Yu-Gi-Oh characters, Santa Claus, the evil woman at the Post Office, the Post Office, the school, the evil teacher at the school who made the kids go to a class two days before Christmas, or the - errhh- really long name Kuriboh card that Yugi wants. ^^;

           &n bsp;Enjoy!

         &nb sp;                         &nb sp; Snowy Snowflakes

         ;            &n bsp;   Chapter one: He doesn’t exist?!

        &n bsp;   The house was quiet and peaceful, nothing moved and nothing could be heard . . . Except for the occasional loud snores coming from the couch. For the boy was fast asleep dreaming of floating Duel Monster cards and Pyramids.

          &n bsp; Suddenly, the door was pushed open! It was opened with such force that it hit the wall, making a large dent, and came swinging back at the person who had just opened it.

           &n bsp;“Argh!” Thump. Slam!

           ;  The boy, who had been sleeping on the couch, jumped up chopping the air with his hand. “Hiya! I know Martial Arts!” He kicked the nearest thing to him thinking it was an intruder. Unfortunately, the nearest thing to him was a table and his foot collided with it painfully.

          & nbsp; “Yeow!!!”

      &nb sp;     “Yami! Yami!” A boy who looked identical to the one near the couch, who was currently holding his foot and hopping up and down, ran in. There was an abnormally large bump on his head.

             Yami paused and looked up at the boy. Tears were streaming down the boys face and his eyes were as big as saucers. “Yugi? What’s wrong?”

         &nbs p;  Yugi stared at the only person he could really trust. The only person that would tell him the truth. “D-does Santa Claus really exist?”

                                   &nb sp;               Earlier that day . . .

           ;  “Wake up! Wake up! It’s snowing! It’s actually snowing!”

        & nbsp;   A short boy stood on the kitchen sink, looking out a window. It wasn’t just the fact that the sixteen year old looked like he was seven that made him so different; it was his spikey tri colored hair, purple eyes, and mysterious, gold, 3-D puzzle shaped as an upside down Pyramid with a single eye in the center that did the trick.

            ; This item held many secrets within its’ outer shell - a puzzle within a puzzle. The item was, ironically, called the Millennium Puzzle and was one of seven dating back to Ancient Egypt. Each one has a different specialty, different power, but only two had spirits living within . . .

           &nbs p;There was a loud yawn, a thud, a thwunk, then grumbles. “Yugi! What did I tell you about leaving your toys on the ground?”

         &nb sp;  “Yami! You have to come see this!” Yugi slid off the sink and ran toward the stairs. “Hurry!”

        &nb sp;   “It’s not like it’s going anywhere,” Yami stated, appearing at the top of the stairs wearing only his boxers. “Or is it?”

          & nbsp; Yugi paused, staring at the former ruler of Egypt who was wearing boxers with Christmas trees on it. The trees had weird ornaments on it that included a witch on a broom stick, with one tree located in a very awkward place. “Aren’t you cold?”

           ;  Yami was slightly surprised as he walked down the stairs. “Why would I be cold?”

           ;  Yugi just chuckled and walked back to the window. “Maybe we can build a snow man later today. We just bought some celery so we could use it for the nose. . . Or are carrots used? Hmm.”

             Yami stood behind Yugi, looking curiously at the white substance coming down from the sky. “Is the sky falling?” He asked confused. Suddenly, his eyes widened as he realized what he had just said. “Hurry Yugi! We have to go into the bomb shelter so we can save ourselves! Wait, do bomb shelters work if the sky is falling? Crap! It’ll just have to do.” He grabbed Yugi’s arm and started to try and drag him away, before realizing something. “We don’t have a bomb shelter do we . .? Damn! We’re going to diiieee!!!!” He would have gone into hysterical sobbing if Yugi hadn’t intervened.

             “Yami! The sky is not falling!” Yugi quickly stated, bringing him back to the window. “It’s alright, nothing is going to happen and we don’t need to go into a bomb shelter, even though we don’t have . . . one. The white substance is now!”

             Yami paused, confused again. “The sky isn’t falling?? Then, what is snow?”

           ;  Yugi scrunched his face in thought. “It lands on the ground in layers so you can throw snowballs at people, make snowmen, build forts, make snow angels, and make tracks in it.”

          & nbsp; Yami had a blank look on his face. “I don’t get it.”

          & nbsp; “Yugi.” An old man walked in from a different room, with a questioning look. “I was wondering if you were still here. You’re going to be late for your class.”

         &nbs p;  Yugi’s eyes widened. “Class! I completely forgot!” He quickly grabbed the book and notebook, that had been forgotten after the boy had noticed the snow, and ran out the door to their shop and out that door to the snowy outside.

          &nb sp; It was at that moment, Yami noticed the cold air circling throughout the house and the chilly breeze coming from the open door. “Brr! It’s cold!”

        & nbsp;   Surprisingly, there were loads of people out trying to run each other over. Horns were blaring, people were yelling, and snowballs were being thrown at various random things.

          &nbs p; Of course, there was a reason for all the chaos and run over people. It was two days before Christmas, so of course people were out trying to buy more presents.

          &n bsp; Unlike most of the other people, Yugi was in the Christmas spirit . . . Even though the snow went up to his knees making it hard to walk. Because of his joy, he wanted to spread it to the world.

            ; “‘Tis the season to by jolly. Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!” Yugi sang it as loud as he could all the way to school. Just those two sentences over and over again, because he didn’t know the rest of the song.

             Yes, oh yes, many people were annoyed.

          &nb sp; Yugi stopped when he got into his class and, instead, walked over to his friends with a big smile. “Happy Eve Christmas Eve!”

             “Happy Eve of the Eve - no that’s not it . . . Errhhh,” the blonde boy stopped. “What ever you said. Hey, why are you so happy Yug’? We have to go to a stupid makeup class just because the evil teacher got sick.”

           ;  “It’s because it’s snowing!” Yugi cried happily, sitting down. It was then he noticed a certain girls suffering. “What’s wrong Tea?”

             “Snow,” Tea stated sadly. “It’s because it’s freezing out and all the girls are stuck wearing mini skirts!”

         &nb sp;  “Yup, the men have it good,” a brown haired boy stated, making his warm coat go over him more. “I would offer my coat to you, Tea, but it’s cold out and I need to stay warm.”

           ;  “Tristen!” Tea cried.

            ; There was a ‘thump’, then an ‘OUCH!’

        &nbs p;   Yugi laughed. “You can take my coat, Tea.” He quickly took it off and handed it to his friend. 

         &nbs p;  “Thanks,” Tea muttered, wrapping Yugi’s coat around her.

           & nbsp;A white haired boy walked over to the group with a warm smile upon his face. “Good morning guys.”

           ;  “Morning Ryou,” Yugi replied, placing his book and notebook on the desk. “Did you see the snow?”

           ;  “Yes I did,” Ryou said, still smiling. “Actually, I was wondering if you could help me out with something.”

             “Sure bud,” Joey stated. “Anything.”

             “What is it?” Tea asked quizzically, wanting to know what she was going to do before she agreed to it. Yes, she was most of the brains in the group.

            ; “Well you see, I’m going to do some charity work at the mall down the street,” Ryou explained. “I’m going to dress up as Santa Claus for the kids and I was wondering if you would like to help out. It’s going to be in the center of the mall at two - thirty tomorrow.”

         & nbsp;  Joey was, once again, the first to respond to Ryou. “Of course. How are we going to be helping?”

         &n bsp;   Ryou gave them a sheepish grin. “You see, we’re in need of helper elves.” There was a ‘No way’ and a gasp coming from Tristen and Joey. “It’s for a good cause though,” Ryou speedily explained. “You’ll be taking pictures and giving out candy canes.”

         &nbs p;  “Of course I’ll do it,” Tea stated. “It would be nice to do something for the kids. Provided that we don’t have to buy elf costumes.”

         & nbsp;  Yugi was the next to speak up. “Yeah, I’ll do it too if I don’t have to buy an elf costume. It sounds fun actually.”

         & nbsp;  “Don’t worry about it,” Ryou said, happy that someone was actually going to help him. So far everyone had run off saying something about being late for a Dentist appointment and one even said that she was late for a physical. “The costumes and everything will be bought for the event. Joey, you want to help? Free candy canes.”

         &nbs p;  Joey paused for a moment analyzing his options. Free food but free labor. Or no free food and no labor. It was so hard . . . “Sure why not.”

             “I guess I can,” Tristen stated, deciding to help his friends out. Either that or watch them humiliate themselves. . . Wait, was that an option?

          &nbs p; “That’s great!” Ryou said, smile wide on his face. “I’ll have to tell them when I go later today that we have some more helpers. Thank you guys so much.”

           ;  “No problem,” Tea stated, before turning her attention to the rest of the group. “So, what do you think you’re getting for Christmas? I’m hoping to get a new dance outfit.”

         &nb sp;  “I wonder what Serenity looks like in a dance outfit?” Tristen tilted his head up in thought.

          &nb sp; “Like you’ll ever see!” The blonde cried, smacking Tristen on the head. “Not as long as the number two Duelist exists!”

         &nb sp;  “So, Joey, are you going to spend Christmas with Serenity?” Yugi asked.

            ; “Don’t think so,” Joey replied. “Mom still hasn’t decided if she’s going come see us with Serenity, but she hasn’t said no yet so there’s still a chance.”

         &nb sp;  “I want spy equipment!” Tristen piped up.

           &n bsp;“Over my dead body,” Joey retorted.

          &n bsp; “Hmm, it would be awesome if I could get that New Special Holographic Kuriboh Card that comes in a Special Golden Case and Special Game that has the Fuzzy Animals taking over the World!” Yugi stated. “That would be awesome.”

         &n bsp;  “Uh, Yugi, your grandfather owns a card shop,” Joey pointed out confused. “Can’t you just get it there?”

         &nbs p;  Yugi sighed. “I would have bought it, but by the time it came in the shop, Grandpa had already told me I couldn’t buy anything before Christmas.”

             “Dude, that sucks,” Tristen stated bluntly.

          &nb sp; “Well at least you know you’ll get it for Christmas,” Tea pointed out. “So that’s even better because it’s free.”

           ;  “You’re right!” Yugi said, cheering up. “All I’ll have to do is tell Grandpa when I get home.”

           ;  Six pairs of eyes stared at him. “He doesn’t know?” Ryou asked.

            ; “Oh yeah. You’re screwed.” 

        &n bsp;   “Tristen!” Once again, there was a ‘thump’, and an ‘OUCH!’

             The class was excruciatingly long for Yugi that day. Every minute - every second - seemed to say ‘Ho, ho, ho, ‘ at least a hundred times. Of course, it might have been the obnoxious miniature Santa on the teachers desk that kept on saying ‘Ho, ho, ho’ while doing an oddly seductive dance.

            ; At last, the teacher let the students out and Yugi said ‘Goodbye’ to his friends before running to his house and shop. He had to tell his Grandfather what he wanted for Christmas.

          & nbsp; Yugi ran into the shop, only faintly hearing the bell ring as he rushed to his grandfather. “Grandpa! I want the New Special Holographic Kuriboh Card that comes in a Special Golden Case and Special Game that has the Fuzzy Animals taking over the World!”

         &nbs p;  Grandpa looked at Yugi with surprise for a split second. “Just give me a minute. I’m with a costumer.”

         & nbsp;  Yugi finally noticed the boy his grandfather was helping. It was slightly weird to Yugi that he hadn’t noticed the boy before, for the boy was wearing a glowing green vest that said ‘I exist. I am not invisible’ on it. “Erh, sure.”

           ;  It was at that moment, Yami, after hearing Yugi’s voice, came bursting through the door that separated the house from the shop. This time he was actually wearing clothes, though his shirt had more Christmas trees on it making Yugi wonder if it was an obsession.

          & nbsp; “Yugi!” Yami cried happily, almost at the verge of hopping up and down. “I finally defeated the RPG game ‘Girlierthenbunniez’! I defeated all the levels and Lord Zargzinger the pitch fork with milk! I am the first one to defeat the game!”

           ;  “That’s nice,” Yugi replied, not really paying attention to Yami’s rants. He was to busy waiting for his grandfather to say two sentences.

          & nbsp; Yami pouted. “If you won’t acknowledge my accomplishment I’ll go somewhere that will - the forums on the Internet!” With that, he walked out of the shop to go onto the Internet and in the forums to brag.

             “Thank you for shopping with us. Please come again.”

         &nbs p;  That was what Yugi had been waiting for, but he had to hurry. What if someone else went to the cash register before he could ask? He had to jump his grandfather!

           ;  “Yugi? Please get off my back. I’m getting older and my back isn’t as good as it used to be.”

          & nbsp; “Errrhhh, sorry.” Yugi quickly detached himself from his grandfather’s back. “Sorry, but I had to ask you before anymore costumers got to you first.”

         &nbs p;  Grandpa paused, looking around the shop noticing that there was no one left shopping. “What do you want to tell me?”

          & nbsp; Yugi took a deep breath. “I want the New Special Holographic Kuriboh Card that comes in a Special Golden Case and Special Game that has the Fuzzy Animals taking over the World for Christmas!”

             “You mean the holographic Kuriboh card that came in a week ago?” Grandpa asked. After Yugi nodded vigorously, Grandpa continued, “I’m afraid we sold our last card earlier today. We won’t get anymore until January.”

         &n bsp;  Yugi paused only for a moment before a sloppy grin came across his face. “Sure. I believe you, really.”

         &nb sp;  Grandpa was surprised that Yugi didn’t believe him. “No Yugi, I’m serious. We don’t have any left.”

           ;  Yugi’s smile immediately disappeared. “Seriously?”

         ;    “Seriously.”

   &nbs p;        “Truthfully?”

             ;“Truthfully.”

       &nb sp;    “Really?”

     ;        “Really . . . Now that’s enough,” Grandpa stated, grabbing a broom so he could clean the shop. “How was your makeup class?”

         &nbs p;  “Fine,” Yugi mumbled sadly. “Just fine.” With a sigh, he walked upstairs to mope about the card and game he wasn’t going to get.

           & nbsp;Upstairs, Yami was arguing at the computer about milk, cats, and boxers while typing furiously on the keyboard with two fingers. “You’re just jealous!”

         &n bsp;  By the time Yugi had reached his room, a smile was on his face again. “I know how I can get the New Special Holographic Kuriboh Card that comes in a Special Golden Case and Special Game that has the Fuzzy Animals taking over the World!”

         &nbs p;  Yami looked up after yelling ‘Girlierthenbunniez is to an RPG game!’ He gave Yugi a quizzical look. “What are you talking about?”

         &nbs p;  “I’m going to ask Santa for the New Special Holographic Kuriboh Card that comes in a Special Golden Case and Special Game that has the Fuzzy Animals taking over the World!” Yugi stated happily. “I thought I wasn’t going to get it because Grandpa is all sold out, but Santa will obviously have one.”

             Yami bit his lip and tried his best to smile. “Yeah, but how are you going to tell him? He can’t hear you when you talk, so how are you going to contact him?” It was the perfect excuse.

          &nbs p; “I already figured it out!” Yugi happily explained. “I’ll write a letter to him and ask the people at the Post Office to deliver it super fast!”

           ;  Or not . . .

           &nbs p;“I’ll start writing right now!” Yugi cried excitedly, running over to the desk and practically pushing Yami off the chair. Grabbing a nearby pen and the notebook he had brought to class, he started the note. “Dear Santa.”

         &nbs p;  “Uh, Yugi, maybe you shouldn’t,” Yami said, trying to think of an excuse to keep Yugi from sending that letter. “You know he’s very busy already. It’s already the Eve of Christmas Eve! You’ll be making things much harder for him if you send that.”

           ;  “I’m sure he’ll understand,” was Yugi’s reply.

            ; Yami looked helplessly at the boy. It didn’t look good; oh no it didn’t. If Yugi sent that letter and ‘Santa’ didn’t give him what he wanted - No! It wouldn’t happen. Yami’s eyes narrowed. He wouldn’t let it happen . . .

           &nbs p;So, the next ten minutes was Yami’s desperate attempts to stop Yugi from writing that letter. At once he had thought he had succeeded, but it just turned out that the pen had run out of ink, and as soon as Yugi found another he began writing again.

            ; Of course, Yami didn’t just try and stop Yugi just by trying to talk him out of it, he hid the envelopes in a place Yugi would never think of. Unfortunately, Yugi somehow knew how to make paper envelopes, so Yami hid the stamps which wasn’t that big of a deal since Yugi was going to a Post Office.

             In other words, all of Yami’s attempts were futile. Every single, last, pathetic, desperate, sad, ( okay, you get the point ) attempt. And so, Yugi happily ran out of the house and store heading toward the Post Office, leaving the scared Pharaoh upstairs to think of what would happen next.

          &n bsp; The Post Office was a hopping distance away, and it took Yugi only a few minutes to hop through the snow to get there. However, when he finally got inside the Post Office, the heater quickly warmed him up and all the snow turned into water and soaked the carpet and his clothes making them shrink so they were tight. Very tight.

            ; After receiving a glare from the cleaner person, Yugi walked up to the desk where the person would send his letter. Apparently, there was no line - yet.

           & nbsp;“Ma’am, I would like to purchase some stamps and send this letter to Santa as quickly as possible please,” Yugi stated, placing the letter on the desk. “By the way, where are all the people?”

         &nb sp;  “Haven’t gotten here yet.” The woman looked up from her desk, then stopped and stared at him with watching eyes. “Where are you parents? Kid, you really shouldn’t be alone.”

         &nbs p;  Yugi frowned. He always got upset when people thought he was a little kid. “Hey! I’m sixteen! So I don’t need anyone to come with.” He put his hands on his hips, which unfortunately made his shirt go up a little on his chest because of the fact it had become several sizes to small for him.

           & nbsp;The woman raised an eyebrow. “Your sixteen? You got to be kidding me.” She rolled her eyes and leaned forward as if she got this all the time. “Look, Santa doesn’t exist.”

         &nbs p;  Yugi was surprised. How could someone say something as horrible as that? “Of course he does. Who else puts the presents you want under the tree and comes through the chimney and eats the cookies you leave out?!”

           ;  “Your parents,” the woman stated bluntly. “They buy the stuff you want and pretend to be Santa; and no, they don’t go through the chimney. It’s physically impossible.”

          ;   “Magic,” Yugi stated. “Santa goes through the chimney with the help of magic.”

         &nbs p;  “There’s no such thing as magic,” the woman stated. “It’s just all made up so the children can dream of a world where anything can happen.”

         &nb sp;  “Magic exists,” Yugi replied, knowing all to well that it did, and he didn’t need his mother or grandfather to tell him that. “Why else is there a five thousand year old Egyptian Spirit that is now mortal living in my house?”

         &nbs p;  The woman just stared at Yugi with disbelief. “Look, I don’t know what your parents are telling you, but none of that’s true. Santa Claus doesn’t exist.”

         &nbs p;  “Yes he does!” Yugi cried out indignantly. “My mom couldn’t be Santa because she always leaves on a trip to the Hokkaido region before Christmas and comes back after. So it couldn’t be her!”

             “Any other older family members?”

         &n bsp;  “My, erh, well,” Yugi paused, suddenly realizing who it could be. “I live with my grandfather.”

        &nbs p;   “He’s the one who poses as Santa Claus,” the woman continued. “When you tell him what you want from Santa, he gets it and pretends to be him.”

             “Not true!” Yugi stated defiantly. “Santa does too exist!”

         &nbs p;  The woman sighed. “Believe what you want to believe, but tell me this. Why have you never heard the reindeers on the roof, or seen Santa?”

         &nbs p;  “Erhh, their discrete.”

         & nbsp;  “Ha! Hardly.” The woman leaned back in her seat with a satisfactory smile, as if she enjoyed crushing the children’s spirits. “You go back to your house and ask your grandfather about Santa. Tell him to tell you the truth and he’ll tell you that Santa doesn’t exist.”

         &nbs p;  “He does too! Now send that letter,” Yugi ordered, getting fed up with the woman. “It’s not like you aren’t going to get your money.”

         &nbs p;  “I refuse until you ask your grandfather,” the woman stated. “I don’t want you spending your money on something as insignificant as Santa Claus.”

         &nbs p;  “Fine, but when I come back you will let me send the letter,” Yugi replied. “You have to promise.”

         &n bsp;  “I promise if you promise to ask your grandfather,” the woman replied. “That means you have to do it.”

          & nbsp; “Fine, I promise,” Yugi stated angrily. “I’ll be back later.” With that, he grabbed his letter and stormed off to go ask Yami, ignoring the girl who was licking her lips at him and staring at his tight pants. He didn’t trust his grandfather, but Yami would know. . .

             Now you’re all caught up to the present where Yami is caught in a tight spot. What will he tell little Yugi? Will he say that Santa Claus doesn’t exist, or will he tell him that Santa does and let the little boy down when he doesn’t get what wants from Santa? Well, you’re just going to have to read the next chapter!

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    ;         Whheee!! I hope you liked it! It took me a while to write it. lol Yes! I know it was a short chapter, but the ideas have to come to me so it can be hard to write a chapter . . . and stick to one story . . . . ^^;;; Anyway, there will be two other chapters because this is a trilogy chapter fan fiction! ^^

           &nb sp;Sorry I left it like that, but I just couldn’t figure out how to end the chapter! It was killing me so I just put that in. lol It is very climatic and unnecessary, but I still sort of like it . . . not really. Also, sorry about spelling mistakes, though I tried really hard to fix all of them.

             Anyway, it’s almost Christmas! It’s sooo cool! I hope everyone’s having a good December, whether it be snowy ( yay! ^^ ) or normal. Please review, even if you absolutely hated this fic! Flames are welcome. ^^

           &nb sp;Thanx