Title : Running
Written by : Misori Chan
Genre : Romance !
Rated : PG-13 for safety reasons
Warnings : SHONEN AI, AU, and my absolutely horrendous writing
Spoilers : Hopefully NONE
Pairings : YamixYuugi, OCxOC
Disclaimer : I don't own Yugioh. If I did, Anzu wouldn't exist and if if she does, she'd have a boyfriend already. Plus, Yami and Yuugi would be together. Yes, so don't sue the poor authoress who has no life whatsoever. XD
! Stands for notes that would be at the bottom or at the end of the chapter. I doubt that you would read it but for your own viewing pleasures, might as well.
Now go on and enjoy this pitiful excuse for a story. Note, I am not a descriptive person. Oh yea, this chappie was written when I was half awake, this morning. /dies/
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Chapter One
It was a cold, rainy day when No Name was found on the doorstep of a small local orphanage. He was left there, wrapped inside a small thin cloth, and with no note. They had to take him in. It was their duty, though they didn't want to bring the child inside. His eyes scared them, frightened them to no end, and would always glare at them. It was as if he was sent to torment them for angering him. How they had done such a thing to him, they didn't know but felt as if they had.
Had they done it by bringing him into existence or was it just their imagination? Could they have saved themselves from his piercing gaze if they hadn't taken him in? No one really knows. He was always a loner, keeping to himself and not talking to the other orphans.
They didn't blame him. They pitied him. Unlike the other orphans, No Name had no clue as to who he is, or who his parents are.
It was when he turned five, when something odd happened. It wasn't a surprise to them, since the young boy was always eccentric. The day when he turned five, they learned of his name. No longer did they have to refer to him as 'no name'. The orphans were having a fun, free day of games. Everyone indulged themselves in board games, video games, and games like 'tag'. Everyone, but a small boy with tri-colored hair. This got the attention of all the other kids and they were always fascinated by what No Name would do in his spare time.
They watched out of the corners of their eyes as he scribbled on a piece of paper with a pencil, presumably drawing. Indeed he was drawing, but what, wondered all the other orphans. The little orphans' lack of play caught the attention of the older ones who watched over them. One of the elders crouched down beside No Name, trying to get his attention.
"Hey you, No Name, what are you doing? Why don't you play?" The elder only received a glare, as expected. No Name never spoke and the only expression he ever held upon his face was that of a glare. Standing up, the elder sighed and shrugged. He went on to tell the small ones to return to their previous activities and to leave the crimson-eyed boy alone.
Alone, No Name thought. He didn't feel alone. He used to feel alone until the day he started to dream about a boy named Yuugi. Once the dreams had started, No Name wanted to draw Yuugi to keep him by his bedside in a way. At first, he was disappointed with his poor artistic creativity and wanted to improve it to the best of his abilities. Diligently, he studied others through his glares and somehow he discovered a way of improving.
He'd sit all day long, picturing Yuugi inside his mind. After an hour, he'd have a perfect portrait of Yuugi inside his mind. His hands would automatically reach for a pencil and paper, then start to trace out every detail floating in his mind. He had perfected his artistic abilities but he only spent time on drawing this 'Yuugi'. His Yuugi.
That day, No Name was drawing yet again. The elders were secretly planning his birthday. Though they feared the small boy, they felt that he still deserved a birthday party. Before, they were reluctant to do anything but finally they had gotten over their fear of the small boy and prepared for him a special little banquet for his birthday.
No Name finished his masterpiece and held it up before him, gazing at it lovingly with a small smile.
"No Name smiled!" He quickly turned around to see one of the girl orphans staring at him as if he was a monster.
"No Name smiled," she yelled again. He was getting quite irritated by her pointing out the obvious. What was wrong with him smiling. He's human too.
"Shh... Sakura. Leave No Name alone," the Elder who had talked to him before turned to look at his picture, "Nice picture. It's like a much short, cuter, happier version of yourself."
No Name glowered and stalked out the room, heading back to his own room. He slammed the door and locked his room. How would they ever understand? They didn't know him. Staring at the ceiling, he slowly closed his eyes.
"Yuugi..."
The first word he had uttered, and no one was there to witness it. He sighed in his sleep, unaware of the surprise attack that would later be launched on him.
No Name growled in his sleep. Something was poking at him. He swatted whatever it was away and returned to his slumber. There it was again. This time, he sat up on the bed and glared at the smiling girl before him.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
No name's expression was priceless. They had never seen him so shocked. As quickly as it came on, it disappeared. He glared daggers at everyone and ran out his room, out the building, and straight to the city park. He sat there, glaring at the sky, glaring at everything.
He didn't know why but he felt angry when they had surprised him. He also felt empty. He didn't like to be around people.
"I want Yuugi! I want Yuugi!" The small boy's whines were left unheard as he wept himself to sleep in the park.
No Name's Elder had rushed after him and found him under a tree asleep. He sighed sadly and picked up the small boy. If only, he thought, if only Yami would talk to them. Beside him lay a piece of paper. On it was a detailed picture of two boys. The Elder blinked and stared closely at it. He noticed this was the same picture No Name had drawn earlier in the day, but he had edited and made several additions.
On the right, was the smaller version of No Name, who was putting together a puzzle. Squinting, he noticed the difference between the smaller version and No Name. His smaller version smiled like the bright sun and his eyes were of a different color, amethyst. In his hands, held the last piece. On the top was written messily, the name, Yuugi.
The Elder realized something. This person wasn't No Name. He then looked to the other, whom No Name had added. The other had No Name's glare focused on the puzzle as if commanding it to put itself together. The other looked exactly like No Name, and the Elder was beginning to wonder if it really is the young orphan. He stared at the name written above the figure's head.
"Yami..."
Carefully, he picked the supposedly Yami up and carried him back to the orphanage. Perhaps, Yuugi and Yami were friends? But how?
"So Yami is your name. Strange name. It means Darkness. And that other you... his name is Yuugi."
The Elder picked up the paper and noticed something else. The puzzle was finished completely and Yuugi had somehow found his way onto Yami's lap, smiling at the Elder. Yami, himself, was holding Yuugi possessively and looking down at the completed puzzle with a small, unnoticeable smile. The puzzle had words and the Elder could clearly read it now.
"Yami no Yuugi," he breathed out. He gulped when the picture returned to its normal state, with Yuugi trying to complete the puzzle. Had he seen things or had the picture, for a second, changed magically?
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! I didn't add angst as one of the genres because I didn't think that this story would be angst. I get the feeling that it is... oh wells. It's not that angsty since we've all lost family members.
A/N: Review, ya? And I need criticism! BADLY! Someone give me criticism! /gets on knees and begs/ Oh yea. Reviews will help me.. /sniffs/ get going and actually.. /sniffs/ continue this ... /sniffs/ story.