To Touch You

Chapter 1: Puzzling.

A/N: So, Umm, yeah hey, I'm drivenbyrevenge, call me driven, and this is my first Yu-Gi-Oh! Fanfic. *Nervous Laugh*. I'd been considering this for a while but only recently got around to writing, due to my computer dying, so I have to use my sister's laptop for this one. *Nods in Yoda Style thanks towards sister* So to anyone who reads my other fics *cough* doubtful *cough* the reason I'm yet to update is because I need my other computer to do so and I'm so sorry.

As for the settings: Think just before Yugi taught Joey to duel, in a happy land where nothing ever goes wrong, seriously though, you get the idea :D

Now, here's Maximillion Pegasus, to disclaim for me!

Pegasus: Greetings, I am Maximillion Pegasus. *is smug*

Driven: They know who you are! Stop saying that and disclaim! *whacks over head with counterfeit millennium puzzle*

Pegasus: *watching birds and stars flying around his head* Driven owns nothing.

Driven: Except?

Pegasus: *sighs* Except her millennium Puzzle…it's not even real.

Driven: *Hits over head with puzzle again, knocking him out* It works though!

The camping trip had all been Tristan's idea…to get 'back to nature'. Where was Tristan now? Inside his tent. Asleep.

The air was warm outside. The moon was high and, young Yugi Mutou was sitting, back to the tents, staring into the few glowing embers left from the fire, shuffling his deck, over and over. He sighed and ran his fingers through his kinked golden fringe. Yugi rocked the Millennium Puzzle in one hand. He'd been thinking an awful lot lately, about himself. When he dueled…., it didn't take a master duelist to figure that out. What he didn't know was who he…for lack of a better word 'became'. Yugi, forever curious was desperate for answers, but had no idea what to do.

He put down the deck and focused his attention wholly on the puzzle, he ran a finger across its cool, golden surface and smiled. When he touched the puzzle it was as if his mind was cleared…like someone was helping him. A silent voice explaining things to him.

The air changed, became denser then settled again. For just a split second, Yugi could've sworn he saw the puzzle glow and felt it hum against his chest.

He shook his head. No. He picked the deck back up and kept shuffling, shaking nervously.

A few moments later, Yugi felt a hand on his shoulder, he tensed up and asked, "Joey?"

The duelist turned, it wasn't Joey.

He was thin, tall and toned. His hair was like a reflection of Yugi's except for three vertical golden streaks. His black singlet gripped around his chest and a blue cape hung around his shoulders. He was wearing blue pants which fused to boots, adding to his height. His mouth was in a half-smile, as if he was pleased with himself, and his amethyst eyes stared deep into Yugi's.

Yugi frowned and got up. He couldn't help but recognize the strange boy.

"Yugi Mutou!" Yugi greeted him and stuck his hand out.

The newcomer looked at the hand and snorted. As if, Yugi needed introducing, they were familiar, "Call me Yami."

Yugi struggled for something to say, "So, it's not your name?" He nervously wiped sweat from his forehead.

Yami kept his eyes to the ground, "Just call me Yami…"

Yugi looked up curiously and Yami continued, "You don't recognize me…do you?"

Yugi shook his head, "Uh-uh."

Yami sighed and straightened out his shirt, "How's the puzzle?"

Yugi stroked the pendent, it felt different somehow…empty almost, "Fine."

Wrapping his cape further around his shoulder, Yami whispered to himself, "Don't know who I am…"

"Who are you?" Yugi clenched his fists.

Yami frowned, "Relax, Yugi, breathe, focus your energies…feel better?"

Yugi nodded truthfully, it was like Yami knew him. He sat back down, facing the fire, Yami sat a few feet away.

"Yugi?" Yami stammered, "I need you to concentrate and look at me. Do you know who I am?"

Yugi looked at the tall, masculine teen. He could not deny that, yes, he DID recognize Yami, from where, he didn't know. It was like looking at a foggy memory, he spoke, "No, I don't know you."

Yami bit his lip.

"Yugi? You talkin' to someone out there?" The zip of Tristan's tent unzipped and Yugi turned, to see Tristan in a pair of blue pyjama shorts, eyes blurred.

"No-one!" Yugi laughed nervously. Tristan yawned and went back to the tent. Yugi breathed a sigh of relief and turned around again.

Yami was gone.

A/N: Yeah, okay, that was it, the first chapter sorry about it being short, but that seems to be a habit for me, the first chapter's always short. Okay so thanks so much for reading and I'm sorry, if I've ruined your life.

Driven: *Is worshipping Ed Elric picture*

Pegasus: This is a Yu-Gi-Oh fic not an FMA fic… *facepalm*

Driven: *turns around, on knees* Oopsy *Is worshipping Yugi picture*

Pegasus: That's more like it!

I'd really love some reviews for this, as I'm new to the Yu-Gi-Oh category and I'd love to hear what you think, your opinion really means a lot to me, thanks.