YES! I FINALLY GOT THIS UP! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PART TWO OF MY GOAL TO POST THREE UPDATES WITHIN THE WEEK!

Finally! My long awaited contest victor has been posted: This Story tied with Morning Star for first place, but Morning Star is fighting me, and after FINALLY getting past a few speed bumps I finally got the first chap of this story up!

Originally, I was gonna base this story in the 1920s like the original and place it in America, but since I know nothing about Japan in the 1920s and because world War two takes place about 20 years later, I decided to make it in the modern world anyway: I was actually tempted to make this in Spain after researching for OL and found Spain is one of the few countries that legalized same-sex marriage and adoption-but in the end, like everything else I do it ended up totally different from the original Mwahahahahahaha! Long Live the Queen of Plot Twists!

Disclaimer: Yugioh and All its characters belong to Manga-genius Kazuki Takahashi, I own nothing. This story is based off of is the Broadway musical Thoroughly Modern Millie with music by Jeanine Tesory, lyrics by Dick Scanlan, and a book by Richard Morris and Scanlan. The title and inspiration also comes from the Song All I Ever Wanted by Basshammer. The only thing I own is the plot and the plot twists.

Dedications: Dedicated to everyone who participated in my poll! I never expected so many votes, THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! EXTRA-special thanks and love for my good friend Cat aka EgyptianCatgoddess on the BPS forum for being such and awesome Beta! Thanks so much girl!

As always, read, review, critique and ask questions and whatever else you like. I love comments, reviews and critiques help me improve me work!

Summary: Small Town Cutie, Yugi Mouto moves to Domino City with dreams of becoming a rich and famous writer and he's determined not to let anything—or anyone—get in his way; especially not the arrogant and devilishly handsome playboy, Yami Atemu, who helps him take up residence in the Primera Hotel for Working Youths. With the help of his newest resident, the sweetheart orphan Ryou, and his friends at the hotel, he gets a job as a writer, befriends the fabulous actress Mai Valentine and delights in the city lifestyle. But when his fling with the poor but fun-loving Yami blossoms from bickering to romance, will Yugi choose his dreams-or his heart?

Dreams

Violet eyes widened with excitement at the scenery flying outside the glass window; fading images of green, blue and grey molded together before towering skyscrapers and two-story houses with Japanese like facades rose from the landscape and bordering sea. Unable to sit still, the youth began fidgeting in his seat. Slender fingers tapped his knees while his arms hooked through the handles of his suitcases; his eyes were bright with excitement. He could hear his heart drumming in his chest as the train inched closer and closer to his destination. All the books, pictures and magazines he'd read and studied just didn't do the real location justice. Even the subway maps he'd studied seemed to pale in comparison to the reality of the city that would now be his new home.

The city of Domino was nothing like his home town in the country, but that was why he'd chosen it: Domino was where you went to make your dreams come true. The city itself was a dream; it rose from a tiny village into one of the main exchange cities in the country, being placed conveniently close to the capital city of Tokyo and Kyoto. It was a place to get started and place to make a name for yourself. Once you made it in Domino you were ready to take the bigger cities by storm.

After so many years saving, putting up with the disapproval of townsfolk, enduring the teasing of his classmates and the constant urging of changing his ideas for the future, he was finally here and ready to start his new life. Domino was so different from his small country town where nothing was over three stories high, the roads were still dirt and everyone knew each other on a first name basis.

The only memory he recalled of his graduation were the snickers and whispers of his classmates. He swore it was only because his smile had been so bright that day that his classmates had teased him so much. He didn't pay much attention to them. In the end he'd smiled, walked off that stage, grabbed his suitcases and boarded the train. Never mind his mother's constant pleading or his grandfather's all too familiar know-it-all 'you'll be back and then you'll see we were right and you were wrong' look. It was only after a small war with his family and his fears of missing the train that he agreed to take the return tickets his mother had accidentally purchased with his first order.

He snorted and gently pulled the obnoxious piece of paper out of his pocket. His worrywart mother and his overbearing grandfather were the prime reason he wanted to leave. How could the old man possibly expect him to want to stay? Not after years of telling him stories about the cities and traveling around the world; filling his head with never ending visions of what was out there He didn't want to stay alone and cooped up in that god-forsaken town in the middle of nowhere-Japan, where there was only one light and the ghosts weren't even dead yet. How could they expect him to be happy married to some girl he knew since grade school, working the same mediocre job day in and day out making babies and changing smelly diapers until he croaked from despair?

Of course, he knew it would be hard. He knew he'd have to work for a living and it could be years before he got discovered, but that was his plan! He was going to make a name for himself; whether it was as a writer or reporter or by accomplishing his ultimate goal: becoming rich and famous. Either way he would do it, and nothing and no one was going to stop him!

A mischievous smirk and narrowed eyes marred his childish appearance. He couldn't wait to see the looks on his mom and grandfather's faces when he rubbed it in their noses that he had succeeded where they'd failed.

His eyes barely read the journey marks on his return tickets before he ripped it in half, and watched with satisfaction as the two pieces fell to the floor of the train. "Look out Domino City," He smirked proudly, glancing at the towering buildings rising from the basalt streets like jagged spires that cut through the sky. "Yugi Mouto is in town." His smirk widened as he imagined his name in lights all across the city before shaking his head and chuckling at his own fairy tale. "But first I have to get a job."

His thoughts were interrupted when the train speakers clicked on and a female voice announced to the passengers that they would soon be arriving in Domino. Giddy with excitement, Yugi grabbed his purple messenger bag from the adjacent seat and threw it over his shoulders before standing on his toes to pull down his suitcase.

Eagerly waiting for his destination, Yugi gazed outside as Domino came into view. "How modern," he mused in surprise; taking in the towering skyscrapers and glass buildings of unusual shapes. Though a newly developed Domino carried all the charm and glory of its lager neighbors, it still had traces of its ancestral heritage lingered on the outskirts of the city where all the larger estates were said to be kept. The centerpiece was the enormous white and gold mansion in the distance behind an iron fence— undeniably the famous Kaiba Mansion he'd read about. Without a doubt its convenient location between Kyoto and Tokyo had made an early impression.

Yugi felt his heartbeat quicken as the train pulled into a wide building composed of flying buttresses, crafted with glass and steel, before they rolled to a stop. Not bothering to wait for anyone to get out of the way he bolted from his seat and jumped onto the platform, inhaling the rich aroma of musk and the fumes of the city.

Domino was definitely nothing like his hometown: people were everywhere! Pouring and moving like a swarm of insects to and from the train station, along the streets, into cars and taxies. The streets were flooded with people in rush-hour; the traffic was intense and heavy with cars and buses; unlike the clear dirt roads of his hometown. He marveled at the buildings and houses of various architectures evolved from traditional houses to challenge their ancestry.

Behind him the train screamed and he jumped from the platform, swinging his bags and vanishing into the throng of people surrounding him. He immediately cursed his short stature when several people towered over and bumped into him as he tried to make his way towards the streets; while cars roared past him, barely missing his nose.

He finally got to the street by balancing on the sidewalk by the tips of his heels. He set down his suitcase and opened his messenger bag to pull out his map. He studied the locations he knew by heart: Macy's was just a block down the road. Kaiba Corp was three blocks over and four blocks west. "Hotels, apartments, come on." Yugi growled in frustration, and leaned down to grab his suitcase, but instead grabbed air. "What the...?" He looked down, only to find his suitcase gone!

"What the hell!" he yelled just as the crosswalk changed to WALK. Instantly the boy became lost in the throng of people bulldozing across the street, pushed and pulled by the men and women rushing through to meet their deadlines; ignoring the smaller boy they pushed and shoved in their hurry.

"Hey! Stop it! Oaf!" Yugi tried to control his situation, but suddenly found himself on the other side of the street, his suitcase gone forever and the map he had just had in his hands was missing. His eyes widened to twice their normal size in shock and he turned to the street signs, but found none he recognized. "Where am I?" he wondered out loud, searching for a location now that the crowds had somewhat dispersed. Before he could ask for directions a sharp tug on his back sent him crashing to the ground. He hissed as pain ran up his side and opened his eyes just in time to see a man running off with his messenger bag—and no one even trying to stop him.

"My bag!" he screamed and jumped to his feet, bolting down the street after the assailant. "Come back here you thief!" he screeched. The thief looked panicked for a moment before increasing his pace; clearly not expecting the boy to run after him; but Yugi was persistent. Years of running from bullies and jocks paid off as he weaved his way through the crowd and after the crook.

"Hey watch where you're going, why don't you?" The thief suddenly halted as he almost crashed into someone walking by.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yugi lunged and pounced on burglar from behind, making a lunge for his bag. The force of his attack was like a line of dominos; sending the three men tumbling to the ground in a heap of limbs and bags. Lost in the melee Yugi let go of the thief but managed to keep his grip on his bag; landing with and 'oomph' on something hard and lumpy, the strap of his messenger bag was, luckily, still in his hand. Ignoring everything else he tugged on the strap and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was still attached to his bag, just broken, and he quickly opened it. To his relief the contents were still there. Unfortunately his suitcase was still gone, meaning he only had the clothes on his back and whatever was in the bag.

He looked up just in time to see the thief disappearing down the street carrying a leather boot. His brow furrowed in confusion until dread overcame him and he looked down at his feet. "That loser stole my boot!" He screamed in rage and mortification. "God dammit! Ten minutes in this town and I'm a New York horror story!" He growled in frustration and ripped at his hair, pulling himself into a kneeling position.

"Honey, you're my horror story!" Yugi jumped in surprise. "Now, would you please, get off me!" He fell backwards on his side, as what, or rather who, he'd crashed into in his pursuit of the thief.

He shook his head and opened his mouth to glare at the man but froze. Only a few inches taller than Yugi the man stood firm, brushing the stray dirt off the sleeves of his black suit. The fabric pulled snugly over a lean chest and firm arms; Yugi blushed, remembering that chest beneath his hands. His body was perfectly proportioned and his rich caramel skin radiated flawlessly against the black material. His face fit his immaculate physique: sharp cheek bones and features like chiseled marble, with unblemished caramel skin to boot. A crown of tri-colored tresses, even more wild than Yugi's own, adorned his head; majestic midnight spikes shaped like a star tipped in rich ruby and streaked from the base with bolts of gold, and locks of jagged lighting-shaped bangs that perfectly framed his face. But his eyes were the icing on the cake: large, but sharp, and upturned at the corners as if lined with kohl; the color was the perfect mesh of crimson and ruby. His skin, fair bangs and his stylish moon-rimmed glasses only served as accessories bringing those brilliant eyes to life and making them radiate even more—the man was absolutely gorgeous!

"Can I help you?" he spoke in a deep, baritone voice that even Yugi's gift for words failed to describe. Yugi shook his head. His blush darkened when he realized he was still on the ground and quickly got to his feet.

"Actually, you can, I— Hey, where are you going!" Yugi demanded, seeing the man starting to walk away. "Hey!" He heard Yugi scream, but didn't turn around until a sharp pain in his ankles sent him crashing to the concrete sidewalk all over again.

"What the hell is your problem!" the man hissed as he got up and picked up his glasses.

"Me?" Yugi asked, shocked and furious. "You offer me help, then when I start talking you walk away? And you're asking me what my problem is!"

"Well, aren't you just a ball of wildfire." The man replied, fixing his glasses while skimming Yugi's lovely form over with a wide smirk. Taking in the petite body with soft, small muscles, cherubic features, pretty hair and eyes; he couldn't deny the boy before him was indeed a beautiful specimen. He looked at one of the clock towers over Yugi's head. He was already late for his date anyway; a few more minutes wouldn't do any harm.

Even Yugi's anger and frustration couldn't keep a shiver from running down his spine. He caught the predatory glint in the other man's fiery eyes and flinched in embarrassment. Already he could feel the heat of a blush marring his cheeks and forced it down, if only for the sake of his pride. "Do you mind?" Yugi growled, trying to fight the crimson spreading across his face. "Look, Mr…?"

"Yami." The man replied with a playful wink, intensified by a bright smile. "Yami Atemu." The tilt of his glasses made the mischievousness in Yami's eyes intensify. The combination of his eyes and the playful smirk slitting his face sent a shiver down Yugi's spine; how could someone be so appealing just by standing?

"Now then, seeing as I'm already late for my date, what do you need, Cutie?" Yami smiled helpfully.

Yugi ignored the nickname. "Look, someone stole my map and my suitcase, and every penny I have is in my bag right now; it isn't much, so could you just give me directions to the nearest hotel or apartment complex so I can get settled?" he asked calmly, tightening the lock on his messenger bag.

Yami raised an elegant eyebrow, as if the boy had grown an extra head.

"What?" Yugi asked, eyes narrowed in annoyance.

"You're still going to stay here?" Yami asked, shocked.

"Of course I am! Why wouldn't I?" Yugi snapped, angered that the man would even ask.

Yami ran a hand through his bangs. "You just said you've only been here ten minutes and you've lost your luggage, your only sense of direction, and your…" his eyes wandered to Yugi's feet; one snugly encased in a leather boot, the other nothing but a while sock. "Boot, in the span of ten minutes, and you still want to stay?"

Yugi clenched his teeth and reminded himself to keep his temper in check. "Yes. I believe I've already established that fact."

"Look Cutie-" Yami smirked, pulling off his stylish glasses, but Yugi cut him off.

"I have a name you know!" Yugi retorted glaring. Oh, what would he give to slap that smirk clear off the man's face! "It's Yugi!"

Yami's smirk widened. "Cutie," he repeated, leaning down to Yugi's eye level. "Truth is, I hear this story at least three or four times a day. Pretty boys and girls like you come here all the time thinking all they need to do is walk into the city and they can make it big. You came here from the middle of nowhere, completely naïve, with your head so high up in the clouds and filled with so many dreams you might as well be sleep walking. Now that you're awake… this is an expensive town kid, and I'm not talking cash." Yami explained and sized up Yugi's predicament. "Look, if I was in your…" He paused to take in Yugi's shoe situation "Shoe here's what I'd do." He placed his hands on Yugi's shoulders and slipped him a few bills. "Buy yourself a ticket, go home, sleep in your own bed, and say 'Well, I had my adventure, but it's good to be home'. Trust me you'll— ow!"

For the second time that day, Yami felt a sharp pain in his ankles, only this one had him howling in pain and jumping on one foot until he crashed down to the sidewalk. Growling more at his wounded pride than the throbbing burn in his shins, the proud man jumped to his feet; crimson eyes meeting blazing amethyst.

He opened his mouth to speak, but Yugi was faster; the boy grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down to his eye level. Too shocked by the seemingly fragile boy's surprising strength, Yami blinked and felt his bangs blow back at the force of Yugi's verbal lashing.

"Listen, you arrogant pretty-boy! I'm not going anywhere!" Yugi exploded, puncturing each word. "I didn't come all the way to Domino just to have some lazy, lecherous playboy tell me to give up, and I sure as hell am not going to listen to you. Yeah, I hit a speed bump, but big deal! I wasn't expecting a free ride and I'm not now!" Yugi let go of Yami's collar and rolled his eyes as the young man dropped back on the ground, before throwing the money he'd given him back in his face."If you're not going to help me, then fine! Shut up, and go on your date. I'll ask someone else." Yugi turns on his heels to leave but, before he could storm off dramatically, Yami grabbed his arm.

"Hey!" Yugi growled, but stopped at the serious look in Yami's eyes, combating the amused smile on his face.

"You're really serious about this?" The handsome player asked.

"Damn straight!" Yugi stated confidently, wrenching his arm free. Yami smiled and swiftly removed a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket, quickly scribbling something down. Before Yugi could ask, Yami grabbed his hand and placed the paper in his hand and rubbed his thumb over Yugi's hand almost lovingly. It took all of Yugi's anger and will power to fight down the blush threatening to color his cheeks.

"What is this?" Yugi demanded, trying to sound harsh, but curiosity bled into his voice.

"It's an address, Cutie. If you're that determined there's this hotel a few girls I know stay at." Yami winked playfully as Yugi examined the paper. "They'll take in newbies like you until they're settled or they get their big break- whichever comes first. So check it out." Yami smiled before leaning over and placing a chaste kiss on the corner of Yugi's lips. Red exploded across Yugi's face. His eyes bulged as Yami pulled away and jumped back before darting down the street.

"Hey! You lecher! Get back here!" Yugi screamed, chasing him. Yugi felt his entire face burn as he tried to fight the blush he knew was there.

"See ya 'round, Cutie." Yami smiled and winked playfully over his shoulder before vanishing around the corner.

Yugi growled in fury and kicked the brick wall next to him, his face red with blush and rage. He tried to rein in his anger, but couldn't help his scowl as he leaned against the wall; his eyes fell on the paper still in his hand.

"Oh well, what have I got to lose?" He sighed, unfolded the paper, and read the elegantly curved address:

Primera Wayward Home for Struggling Youths

19 Boulevard LN

Southside, Domino

Hope to see you soon, Cutie

-Yami Atemu

Blush painting his already flushed face, Yugi growled. It took all his restraint not to crumble the paper at the last line.

I was so happy to finally finish this chapter. i had such block for the scene where Yugi gets robbed since in the musical it happened during the song: it is MUCH harder working from a musical then a play, but over all I was thrilled with how this chapter came out, and I think I came up with a pretty unique way for how Yugi meets Yami. Fair-warning ladies Yami won't appear again for about three more chapters but the reason for that is this story covers more than just Yugi's POV-that's the only hint you get. I'm not giving away ANY spoilers for this one.

As always read, review, critique, comment and ask questions. Again special thanks to everyone who voted for this story: I promise I will Morning Star and my new fic idea Hellfire (see profile for summer and the BPS forum previews section for a preview: forum .fanfiction topic /57208 /14105641 /15/ (remember to remove the spaces) and scroll down to the bottom until you see my icon. I promise to get them both up as soon as I can (or whenever my inspiration switches from Dragon Rose to them, which ever comes first)