LB315: Hey everyone. I'm here to say that I'm back and very much alive. And in the past, I took a look at this to see how it turned out when I first started. And oh how bad it turned out. But thank you to those that reviewed, favorite, and alert it. The main point I want to get through is that I'm rewriting this over to make it better. I hope you enjoy the newer version than the last one.

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Rewrite: 11.12.2012

Chapter 1: Leaving

Dear Journal,

I finally got enough money to leave. Now my suffering is soon to be over. I got a plane ticket just yesterday. I need to go now. Goodbye Grandpa, Anzu, Tristan, Joey. Sorry Ryou, Bakura.

Goodbye Yami… Forever…

Yours truly, Yugi

I am now sitting in my plane ready to take flight anytime. Staring out the window, my memories ran in my head. There were both bad and good ones, realizing that are being left behind. I'm leaving my home. A boy that looked around my age or older sat next to me in the empty seat. I made short glimpse to see what he looks like. He had his I-Pod on; he has a plain white with a green-checkered t-shirt, unbuttoned, and light blue jeans. He also had long, dark, spiky hair. He seems to have hazel eyes. In a way, he was very attractive for a stranger.

I turned my attention back to the window. It will only be a few minutes till my flight take off and I'll be on my own. Out of nowhere, tears began to fall. I kept on wiping it away, but it wouldn't stop. A hand was holding a handkerchief in front of me. I looked up to my right to see the guy next to me. I gave a small thank you and took the small handkerchief. When I was wiping my tears away, he had his arm around me and he pulled me closer to him. I tensed a little bit, but began to relax again. I didn't complain since there was no point. I liked it. Before I would do anything, I was asleep.

–

About one hour or so, I began to slowly wake up. My head was heavy for some odd reason. I looked without moving my head. I could long dark hair mixing with my golden bangs. That was when common sense caught up to me. The guy was sleeping on me! I began to panic. I slowly moved away, but was pulled closer, harder this time. Okay, now this is getting out of hand. I began to push him away slowly, but only to wake him up. He was blinking slowly, half asleep.

"Um...can you please, uh, let go of me?"

He slowly removed himself away from me. I turned my face to the window and blushed. I never thought I would be in this sort of situation at all. And it's with a stranger no less… Maybe my luck is turning against me. The taller male just ruffles his hair and leans back against the seat. I was not sure if it was the right time to thank him or to apologize for causing trouble. That seems to be the only thing I've been doing since the plane started flying. Are we even close to landing at all?

"Kiyoshi..." He said quietly.

"Excuse me?" I said puzzled.

"My name is Kiyoshi, what's yours?" He asked, looking at me in the eyes.

But I couldn't think of telling my name out in the open. That'll be like an unprotected flower getting stomped on by a careless person. Well, that's not the right expression as of now but either way, it's not good. I began to think and look at the guy over. He doesn't seem to be on the deceiving side. And he does look like he's honest. Plus, the guy helped me out when I was feeling down. However, that doesn't change anything. That's when I got the idea.

"It's Hikari." I said hesitantly.

Kiyoshi looked away for a while then looked at me again. I wasn't really sure what he was searching for but it looks like he didn't find it. That was when he leans closer to me. I backed away till I was against the window. At some point, he noticed how uncomfortable I was getting from the sudden attention and backed away. I return back to my original position on my seat and cautiously watch the other male.

"Where are you heading?" He said curiously.

"I'm going to America… What about you, Kiyoshi?"

Now it was my turn to ask question. He only replied with a 'same here'. He put his headphone on and listened to his music, but didn't take his eyes off me. I began to feel embarrassed and uncomfortable again. What is up with this guy? Do I have something on my teeth? I'm not even showing them. Is there something on my face then? Do I look funny? That must be it. No one would think my hair is normal.

"Do you have a place to stay?" Kiyoshi asked, straight forward.

"No, not right now… I'll just look for one when I get there."

"If you like, you can stay with me." He offered out of the blues.

But I wasn't the type to be a careless person that wags my tail to anyone. I've gotten hurt once, I'm not getting myself hurt the second time. And I'm not going to let that happen with a random person that I've met in a plane. When is this plane going to land already? My train of thoughts stopped when Kiyoshi said something.

"Don't worry; you can stay till you find a place of your own if you like."

I looked at him to see if he was trust worthy. He seems like he wasn't lying. So I accepted quickly. Well, there goes my plan on remaining on the safe side. But I still need a place to stay. And Kiyoshi was offering it to me. When is he ever going to be safe? The answer is probably never. The plane was about to land when I looked out of the window again. Time was sure flying fast for me. I just hope it is fast enough for my scars to heal as well…

–

LB315: Thanks for reading. Anyways, sorry if it was short… There wasn't much to work with so I had to improvise. I'm not sure to consider this incomplete so, I'll just keep it complete for the time being. So, please review or something. Tell me how I did if you can.