Keira: Hell yes! This is our second story! XD

Ami: She's insanely proud of this.

Keira: Yup! ^_^ Just like I'm INSANELY proud of the fact that the yaoi starts in the very first chapter! Yay! GO ME!

Ami: *sighs* I apologize on my crazy Hikari's behalf. She's been over-working herself for the last few days at work, so I think she might be losing her mind...

Keira: I'm weird, deal with it! O.O YAY FOR WEIRDNESS!

Ami: So anyway, for newcomers who don't know us, we are HikarixYamixYaoi. I'm Ami, the Yami of this relationship.

Keira: And I'm Keira! The Hikari! ^_^ For those who already know us, welcome to our newest story, Kitten Tales! This is very different from our other story, Texts From A Stranger. It has a lot of fantasy aspects for instance, and I'm actually still trying to sort out all of the ideas I have for this ficcie, so I hope you can all help inspire me to pull through!

Ami: You know the readers already do that for you, that and random songs...

Keira: *giggles* True! I've actually been working on this story for a little over a month, and it was inspired by a simple picture! It was an anime girl holding an umbrella over a cat in the rain.

Ami: Again, my Hikari is always like this... And finds inspiration from the most random and unusual places.

Keira: *nods happily* Yes I do! Now I hope you all enjoy reading the first chapter! Oh, and it's told in Third Person (which I'm really not that familiar with), but I hope you all still enjoy it! :D

Ami: Disclaimer time! HikarixYamixYaoi does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Please support the official release.

~ Preface ~

Yami always thought of himself as a patient, understanding, go-with-the-flow kind of guy. (And the people who knew him could back him up on that)

But this… this blew any sense of understanding clear out of his mind.

Why you ask?

Because just a second ago there was clearly a small orphaned kitten laying on his bed. Come back later, and he finds… well…

Not an orphaned kitten, but a small boy (well, smaller than him) sleeping in a fetal position on his bed.

Oh, did he forget to mention that the boy was naked and had a cat tail and ears?

Yeah, there went any sense of patience he had left…

Tale One: An Abandoned Kitty

Yami sighed for the umpteenth time today. He wanted to forget all about his job, and school work…

And then, on top of that, it started pouring rain. Lovely. Would life ever give him a break?

The answer was no. Thankfully though, Yami was usually always prepared – he brought an umbrella with him today when he saw the dark clouds coming in.

Yami has been living on his own since he was emancipated at sixteen – he will be turning seventeen in a few months. Both of his parents were gone, so it was just him living in the small house they left behind. He still has money saved from their life insurance, but knew it wouldn't be enough, so he had to get a part-time job while also going to school…

Which really started to wear on his nerves.

It was work, study, and more work all day long… He really needed a change in his life.

On top of that, Yami wasn't very social while in school, so he did not have a single friend to rely on. He was always too absorbed to get schoolwork done while in school to really talk to anyone. Despite his gorgeous ruby red eyes, lightly tanned skin, and lean muscled form (not to mention his unusual tri-colored hair that was all natural), he was what most would consider a 'loner.' Plus, he didn't really know how to approach the other teens his age. Ever since losing his parents, he's done everything on his own despite the callings from his other relatives.

In truth, Yami was offered places to live by his other relatives, but he refused to be a burden to anyone. He was self-righteous and stubborn as hell, and he knew it.

But he knew that if something didn't change soon, then he'd probably lose himself to the darkness that always seemed to occupy his once lively home.

It seemed someone heard his silent plea, for soon his life will change for the better…

Yami Sennen was walking along the sidewalk – his boots clinking against the wet pavement while the rest of his form was dry, covered by the light yellow umbrella he held above him. He had just gotten off of work and was heading home for the evening, his brown bag that held his school things strapped to his left shoulder. He was looking forward to a nice, long, hot bath when he got home – that was his usual means for relaxation.

He stopped suddenly when a sharp cry hit his ears. His ruby eyes surveyed the area, hearing another small cry. The rain was drowning out most of the sounds, but he could tell that they weren't too far away.

He swiftly went to the sound, leaving the sidewalk and venturing toward an alleyway. He knew he must have been going the right way because the sounds were getting louder as he approached.

The more he got nearer, the more he could tell that these cries weren't human, but that of an animal. Though they had sounded human moments ago…

He gasped when he walked up to a cardboard box. Inside was a small calico kitten, its body was mostly black with blonde highlights that seemed to frame its white face. Another color blotched its tail and streaked here and there in the black fur.

It let out a pitiful "meow" before raising its small head, hearing Yami's gasp.

Yami froze on the spot when the little furball raised its head and opened its huge cat eyes… Cat eyes that were a beautiful deep purple color that honestly reminded Yami of the gem, amethyst.

He was completely entranced as the kitten uncurled from the ball it was in and raised up – its tiny paws resting on the edge of the box so it could look at him closer.

When Yami still stood there, the kitten meowed once again; its soft voice carrying higher as it demanded attention.

Yami quickly broke out of whatever spell was holding him and kneeled down to the kitten's level. He noticed that the kitten was dripping wet and held the umbrella over both him and the kitten.

"Hello, little one. Why are you out here all by yourself?" Yami asked in a polite, baritone voice that made the kitten almost seem to be smiling.

Again, a pitiful whimper-like meow shook the kitten and Yami's eyes immediately softened. He always had a soft spot for cats.

He reached down, hesitantly, making sure it was okay with the kitten, and picked it up. The kitten was very light, and Yami noticed that it had a white underbelly.

But Yami was shocked. "You're freezing!" he exclaimed, holding the kitten closer to him and wrapping his jacket around the shivering form. He didn't care that his undershirt was getting soaked, he just tried to help the mewling kitten as much as he could. The kitten's claws lightly dug into Yami's shirt, trying to get closer to the heat as it wrapped around it.

Yami held the umbrella in one hand while he zipped up his jacket – holding the kitten closer to his chest. His other arm went up under the kitten's form, supporting it as Yami raced home.

It didn't take long for Yami to reach the small yellow house. It was in a quiet neighborhood with very few houses around, which Yami really liked: no nosy neighbors.

He was able to unlock the door after putting the umbrella down – his house has a long white porch, so they were safe from the pouring rain. The kitten's ears perked up at the sound of the wind chimes clinging together in the wind, and Yami found the sight adorable when the kitten let out a yawn after its short nap.

Once they were in, the warm air engulfed them and Yami walked through the living room and into the kitchen. He unzipped his jacket and had to gently pry the kitten from his shirt – it held on for dear life with its claws.

It whined a little once it was separated from Yami's heat, and Yami took off his jacket and covered the small kitten with it – to which it snuggled into.

Yami knew that kittens loved milk so he set about grabbing a bowl and pouring a little bit in.

He returned back to the table – where he had left the small kitten at, snuggled in his jacket – and set the bowl down in front of the kitten, who peeped its small head out of the jacket to see what Yami was doing.

As soon as it saw the white liquid, Yami received an instant reaction. The kitten launched itself from out of Yami's jacket and started lapping up the milk like there was no tomorrow.

"Hey! Easy, little guy…" Yami said, lightly scratching the kitten's back, causing it to start purring. The kitten seemed to get the message, because it slowed its desperate laps and relaxed.

Yami smiled then, the kitten really was cute, and seemed to be quite trusting despite it having been abandoned in the alley…

Yami's ruby eyes narrowed slightly at that, mentally cursing whoever had done that to the poor, defenseless little one… He hated any kind of animal abuse.

Looking at the kitten now, he sighed. He's always wanted a cat, but his mother had been allergic so they never got one…

He sighed again (he's been doing that a lot today), he really wanted to keep it, but alas, he was always gone and always busy. He wouldn't be able to take care of it properly like a good owner should, and he wanted this kitten to have the best.

With the small furball still focusing on the milk, Yami started looking through the address book. He can find the local pet shop and simply donate the cat, that way it can be properly treated and placed for adoption. That was its best bet at a good life.

A sudden meow caused him to look up from studying the dull yellow pages. Bright amethyst met his, and again his breath caught. He's never seen such beautiful eyes before! He didn't even know that cats could have that color of eyes!

They were mesmerizing, and all Yami could do was stare. The kitten once again meowed, happy it seemed, and it grew closer - affectionately nuzzling Yami's face.

Yami smiled, a real smile, one that he hasn't smiled in some time…

"Well then, let's get you dried up and comfortable." And with that, Yami picked up the kitten and held it in his arms while heading up the stairs.

It purred contently in his arms, and Yami's smile was permanent as it continued nuzzling him affectionately.

Once he made it to his room, he put the kitten down amongst blankets, slightly rubbing his fur to warm it.

The kitten was making playful mewling sounds and it turned on its back, displaying its snow-white furry chest and belly. Yami peeked, and found out that the little cat was a boy.

Glad that that piece of information was out of the way, he began to play with the kitten. He turned out to be a rather rambunctious type; constantly capturing Yami's hand to teasingly bite the skin before letting go to swat at it. The kitten seemed to love the attention Yami was giving it, because it whined when he left to gather his clothes for a much-needed bath.

"I'll be right back, little one." Yami told the small kitten, tossing a small ball of yarn at it – effectively distracting it so Yami could make his getaway.

The bathroom was just down the hall – as Yami never had the heart to move into his parent's master bedroom, it still had their things in it after all.

He prepared the bath and changed out of his clothes – letting the hot water relax his muscles, sighing in bliss.

After relaxing a bit, he began to wash his hair; it was only a short while later that he heard a small creak and turned to look at the sound.

He watched the kitten poke his head in before pushing the door open slightly to walk into the steamy bathroom. He let out a meow when he met Yami's eyes.

Yami raised a brow as it softly padded nearer to the tub. "What is it, little one? Come to find me already?" Yami leaned slightly over so he could see the small calico better.

Bright amethyst stared back into his dark ruby as it turned its head slightly, regarding him curiously as it let out a soft meow.

Yami chuckled at the cute sight, and the kitten drew nearer to the tub. The little guy stood up on his hind legs, resting his front paws on the edge of the tub to peer at the water.

Yami just gazed kindly at the (adorable) curious kitten, laughing again when the kitten grew a look of concentration and playfully swatted at one of the soap bubbles.

Yami's chuckle bounced off the walls when the kitten quickly withdrew his paw, looking bewildered as it tried to shake the wetness off of its black and white paw.

As Yami kept laughing, the kitten gazed at him, and again Yami thought the kitten looked to be smiling. Which is absurd, Yami quickly thought to himself, before a new pressing thought hit him. When have I had a good laugh like that? It's certainly been a while…

While Yami wasn't paying attention, the kitten leaned over even further – trying to reach a very large soap bubble that demanded to be popped.

A hiss and a huge splat! broke Yami from his thoughts, realizing that the curious kitten fell over into the tub.

With widened eyes, Yami quickly reached for the flailing kitten. As soon as he grabbed it, it immediately latched onto his chest (that was above the water).

The kitten's claws sunk in deeply, causing Yami to hiss out in pain. Through the pain, he managed to pet the kitten in a calming manner.

"Shh, little one. You're all right." Yami soothed, gritting his teeth at the sharp pain in his chest. The kitten was just spooked, he would be too if he had gone headfirst into soapy water.

The wet fur-ball was shaking as it clung to Yami's skin, eyes unbelievably wide. It slowly calmed down as Yami spoke and softly pet its back. That's when it seemed to realize the pain it was inflicting to Yami.

With a whimpering meow, its claws retracted. The kitten stared up at Yami apologetically, ducking down to lick at the bleeding wounds across Yami's chest.

Yami smiled at that, though a shiver ran through him at the feel of the kitten's sandpaper tongue against his sensitive skin.

He continued to pet down the kitten before it stopped its ministrations and suddenly snuggled closer to Yami; curling toward his neck while wrapping its front paws in a hugging gesture around the teenager's slender neck, snuggling closer and pressing its warm face into the crook of his neck.

To Yami's surprise (and delight), the kitten started purring as Yami continued stroking the glossy, wet fur. This was actually a weakness of Yami: a snuggling, purring kitten – it never fails to make him melt.

So Yami sat there for the longest, stroking the purring kitten until the water became cold – forgetting all about the pain in his chest.

The kitten poked its head up when Yami shuffled to get up. After drying off and throwing on boxers one-handed, he set the kitten down and began drying it off once again. His spiky hair continued to defy gravity even when it was wet, so he just let it air-dry.

After they were both dry, they headed out and walked back to the kitchen since Yami's stomach started reminding him that he hadn't eaten anything yet. The kitten seemed rather eager at the prospect of food, so Yami guessed it must have been hungry too.

He decided to go simple and just fix himself a sandwich and chips while finding a can of tuna for the kitten.

The kitten let out a delighted meow when Yami served it the tuna, and Yami sat down with his own food.

While both ate, Yami gazed at the kitten (who had decided to hop up on the table once Yami opened the can of tuna) before smiling.

"You know, I think you need a name." Yami voiced what had been on his mind – even though he knew he shouldn't, he can't help but start to feel a little attached to the little guy… Which he knew would only cause trouble.

The kitten looked up at once at this, tilting its head to the side, curious.

Yami smiled, raising his palm up and out toward the kitten. "Would you like that?" Yami got his answer as the kitten affectionately nuzzled his hand.

Yami chuckled and began thinking, looking over the kitten. "What about… Tomoya? Blackey? Streak?"

The kitten's ears flattened and it looked at Yami in disbelief.

"Right, right, stupid names I know… I'm just not very good at naming," The teen spoke before looking around, hoping to find inspiration.

Just then, he spotted several board games stacked up on a shelf in the laundry room ahead. Yami himself was a pretty damn good gamer, whether at board games or electronics…

That was it! He couldn't very well call the kitten "Game", but what did it mean in another language? In Japanese it was 'Yugi.'

Yami smiled instantly. "Yugi." He whispered to himself, liking the sound of it on his tongue. He turned to the curious kitten eagerly. "What about Yugi? Do you like that?"

The kitten's eyes seemed to brighten up even more as it meowed happily in acceptance. Yami's smile grew at that.

. * . * . * .

The rest of the night was spent in the living room. The kitten, 'Yugi,' stayed amused by pretty much anything – though it liked to stay right beside Yami.

Yami didn't mind the company, in fact, he rather enjoyed it. He was currently finishing up a paper for class while Yugi played with a piece of string that hung from the couch.

When Yami was finished with the paper, he sighed and looked over at the playful kitten.

"Having fun?" Yami voiced after a little while of watching the kitten play.

At the baritone voice, bright amethyst instantly locked with warm ruby. Yami began feeling this strange sensation… Like there was a type of electric current running through him.

Their gazes stayed locked as Yugi padded over to him, letting out a soft meow just as he reached Yami's side.

That meow seemed to break whatever was going through Yami, and he shook his head to clear it.

"Ready for bed?" At the meow he received, he scooped the small feline into his arms and trotted upstairs.

Sleep was the only relaxing part of his day, and so he always looked forward to it. He never had dreams, because his mind was just too tired by the end of the day to be imaginative at night.

So what made this night any different?

Perhaps it was the comforting warmth from the thick blanket wrapped around him, or the even warmer kitten right next to him? Yugi lay nestled into his side, snuggling into Yami's neck and purring in content.

Again Yami smiled, even in his sleep-induced state. His hand unconsciously rested on the kitten's back, further increasing the purring. Just as Yami was swept into a dream… A very real dream.

Suddenly, it wasn't just the blackness that Yami drifted through in a soothing wave until morning came and the sound of the blaring alarm clock woke him.

No, he was met with a light. In Yami's mind, it seemed as if he were in a world of darkness. Just walking aimlessly on a non-existent trail…

But then, a small orb of pure light appeared suddenly in front of his face. It was so bright that Yami could already feel the tiny sun warming his cold face.

Yami found himself reaching for it. It was just so warm, so inviting and addictive…

Suddenly, the light orb was gone from his face! Yami then felt the warmth spread all throughout his body, and looked around him to see that the light was encircling his body in a slow spiral-formation.

Yami felt himself sighing and even closing his eyes in bliss – all of his over-worked muscles and cramps were loosening and relaxing as the rest of him. Not only that, but he could feel the tender warmth on the inside… He was suddenly reminded of his mother and father, and their love…

Yami opened his eyes again, and was met with the little light orb once more. Yami smiled and cupped his hands in front of him, an invitation.

The small light orb drifted closer until it slowly rested in Yami's cupped palms. It was like Yami was holding a small heater, yet it was so much more… He could feel the life within…

And suddenly the light sunk into his palms. Then, all of the inky blackness surrounding him abruptly started disappearing.

The darkness shattered like glass and revealed bright, sky blue skies. Yami looked around him to see he was standing in a grassy meadow. It was the picture of ease, a gentle wind blowing through and rustling his hair and the tall grass around him.

Suddenly, this picture of serenity was erased as the smell of gunpowder hit Yami's nose and a violent shaking of the earth caused him to stumble a bit.

Then, a battle seemed to ensue around him as large explosions fired onto the large field. Yami fell to the ground then, as smoke gusted through his vision and the heavy scent of ashes clouded his senses.

Suddenly, a very large tremor shook close to him and Yami looked up to see a great ball of fire heading straight towards him. It seemed as if time slowed, and all Yami could do was sit there and stare at his approaching doom.

Then, in a blinding white flash of white, something – or someone – appeared in front of Yami. The form threw their arms out wide in a protective stance just as the fiery ball hit.

Instantly, there was a transparent barrier that formed around this person and Yami. And Yami could only watch in absolute shock and amazement as the explosion was extinguished by a strange light that emitted from the person standing in front of him.

As the light shone brighter around this person, Yami's vision started blurring. He only had time enough to make out the silhouette, and then this mysterious person turned their head…

And Yami was blinded by a glowing amethyst.

Yami awoke to his gasping breath and the sound of small chirping coming from outside his bedroom window.

What was that just now? He could still feel the heat from the explosives!

A loud meow suddenly caught his attention, and he looked down to see the kitten from yesterday staring very intensely at him.

But Yami's breath caught. Amethyst eyes. In the dream, they were glowing unnaturally…

Yami scratched at his head roughly, what was he thinking?! It would be absurd to assume the cat had something to do with his dreaming! (Though it was the first time he ever had a dream, in so long…)

The flustered teen peeked back at the kitten that still sat beside him, staring at him in such a way that made it look like it was worried.

Yami reassured it with a smile, and gently scratched under its chin. "It's alright, little one. Just a… strange dream is all." For some reason, Yami just can't think of it as a 'bad' dream… Just a really weird dream.

Yugi titled his head to the side and let out a soft meow.

Yami just continued smiling and petting the kitten. He glanced at his alarm clock and his eyes widened.

He slept through his alarm! But how? It usually goes off at its designated time, unless Yami unconsciously slapped the 'Snooze' button…

Too frantic to really care, Yami jumped off the bed and started rushing around to get dressed. Yugi just stared, amused, from the bed. If Yami had paid more attention to his alarm clock, he probably would have noticed the claw marks adorning it…

"Crap!" Suddenly, Yami returned – fully dressed – and started grabbing his bag. "Yugi, I'll be home this evening!" Was the last shout the kitten heard before the teenager left and locked the house.

Yugi blinked his large cat eyes before getting up to stretch. After stretching, he bounded off of the warm bed and padded his way to the kitchen.

He was pleased, and more than a little surprised to find food and water set out for him. Then, warmness coaxed and beat from his heart at Yami's caring nature. He truly was one of a kind… And so much different from all of the other humans.

The little kitten jumped up to the sink to peer out the window just above it. His eyes took in the immense backyard, noting all of the slightly withered plants and empty fountain. There was a forest just beyond, and that's what Yugi set his interests on the most.

Glancing at the lock, his vibrant purple eyes shone and glowed with an unnatural light.

Click!

The lock that held the window was undone, and the kitten smiled as his eyes stopped their glow. He was able to lift the screen-less window up and slip out without a sound, landing gracefully on the ground below.

Yugi looked back at the house in thought.

"What about Yugi? Do you like that?" The kitten remembered Yami's red eyes sparking and brightening, and a soft smile graced his feline face.

He had guessed his name… Or did he remember it?

No, that part of him was locked away forever… The kitten's thoughts turned sour, but he shook his head to clear them. I'll return, Yugi thought, looking at the yellow house once more. I have to. He's entered that place…

The kitten let out a mewling sigh, knowing now that they were connected, Yami could very well be in danger.

Yugi just shook his head once more before venturing out, he needed to make sure the area was secure for the human residents living here.

And with that, the small feline was off.

For the first time in a long time, Yami was excited to be almost home. Usually he was neutral about it, not really caring since he knew no one would be there waiting for him.

But someone was this time.

Yami's smile stretched across his face once he saw the little kitten in the window, looking for him. As soon as the kitten's eyes met his, they instantly sprung to life and the little guy jumped up to place his front paws on the glass.

He could hear the meows from outside as he walked up on the porch. They only increased when he opened the screen.

Yami chuckled as he unlocked the door and opened it, finding Yugi impatiently waiting for him on the other side.

He was immediately met with a furball jumping into his arms – and he instinctively held the kitten closer to his chest.

Yami smiled down at the kitten, and it beamed up at him. "Hello, little one. Did you miss me?"

At Yugi's excited mewling, Yami took that as a yes and laughed again. His heart swelled with affection as the kitten started nuzzling his face and neck. Yami found himself returning the nuzzling as he made his way to the kitchen.

He noted that all of the food was gone and set Yugi on the table along with his school things.

"I see you ate all of the food I laid out for you," Yami said, walking to the sink to wash his hands so he could prepare them both some food.

Yugi meowed, playing with the shoulder strap of Yami's school bag. Yami looked out at the backyard through the window as the water rushed over his hands. It was a habit that he always found himself doing when standing at the sink.

Abruptly, he noticed with a frown that the window's lock was undone; how had that happened? He hasn't opened it for years…

Shrugging to himself, he swiftly locked it back and turned around.

He was met with Yugi's startled gaze, and his eyebrows pulled up.

"What's wrong, Yugi?" Yami questioned, and the kitten looked away from the window like it had done something bad.

Trying to distract Yami, Yugi quickly focused his playfulness on Yami's bag again, and Yami seemed to drop the subject.

. * . * . * .

It's impossible… But it was right there.

Yami stood in his bathroom shirtless, staring at his unmarked chest. And that is what's impossible! It was only last night that Yugi accidentally clawed him… Why were there no marks? It was like it never happened in the first place!

More than a little bewildered, Yami moved robotically out of the bathroom and back to his bedroom. How can he explain this? It was too hard for his mind to comprehend!

It was already time for bed, after hours of playing around with the kitten, and Yami had just gotten done with his shower (since it doesn't take up as much time as a bath).

His mind exhausted, he climbed into bed where Yugi already lay sleeping – the little guy was tired.

Pushing all of the impossibilities and bewilderment from his mind, Yami relaxed and smiled. He softly scooped the kitten up into his arms and felt the kitten snuggle closer into his chest – purring in content.

Smiling in his sleep, Yami felt himself drift off…

Into yet another dream.

"I am magick."

Yami looked around, startled when he heard the abrupt voice. He was dreaming again, and instead of darkness like before, he was engulfed in inky shadows.

"I am the Light itself."

Again, that voice! It sent pleasant shivers racing down Yami's spine, and he didn't have a clue as to why. This voice was gentle, yet felt strong and unmovable… And so very familiar…

"You are the Dark. My other half…"

His voice was kind and sad then… And Yami felt the strange urge to comfort this voice, to quell the sadness.

"We are always existing, always together… Always drawing the other near…"

Yami drifted through the warm tendrils of the gray shadows, trying to get closer to this voice – something inside him started fluttering when he said those words…

"…Only to be separated once more."

A crushing grief befell Yami, and caused him to fall to his knees. Why did he feel this way? Was it because of the heavy sadness lacing that oh so familiar voice? Who was he? Who was this person talking to him?

Suddenly, the voice was right there. In front of him.

"Look up, and see through the Shadows." The voice gently commanded, and Yami did as the voice said – finding the crushing grief gone.

The shadows slowly drifted from Yami in a whisper of action, and he raised his head to see that they were indeed gone.

But then his breath caught. Standing in front of him was a boy, and not just any boy.

Yami's heart had a mind of its own as he stared at him; it picked up speed and seemed to swell in size.

The boy, who couldn't really be that much younger than him, looked like a lighter version of Yami himself. Lighter skin tone, rounder, innocent eyes…

Yami's eyes widened as he took in all of the boy. Pale, creamy skin that had a light glow to it in this ethereal grey space… Tri-colored hair that resembled Yami's, but with a few different aspects; Yami's had more of a crimson hue while the boy's was a magenta color, highlighting the raven black hair. He also had golden blond bangs, but unlike Yami's wilder ones, his drooped down slightly to frame his face (a cherubic face at that) while a middle bang shot down his forehead like a small lightning bolt. He had on simple black clothing, and Yami noted that he was quite short.

But why did his heart continue to pound away in recognition?

Yami's mind seemed to go off on its own as he took in the bright amethyst orbs that stared back into his.

"Yugi…?" Yami breathed, and the boy smiled warmly, (which made Yami's heart flutter some more) before slowly offering his hand to him.

"Come with me, and let the start of the spell begin…" His eyes and voice were just so hypnotizing to Yami!

He found himself reaching out – further hypnotized as little light specs danced around in the boy's palm – and taking the offered hand.

As soon as their hands touched, it was like mixing a chemical. A warm electricity zipped through their bodies, leaving pleasant tingles…

Yami could feel something ghosting around him, a pleasant calmness that furthered excited him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that there were strange black tentacles trembling around him…

Then, the boy tightened his grip on Yami's hand and – thoroughly surprising Yami with his strength – pulled Yami up as he leaned down slightly.

Yami's eyes grew wide as the boy suddenly crushed their lips together. Yami felt his body respond as the kiss grew passionate, his whole body felt as if it were on fire.

His entire train of thought was wrecked as all he could sense was the mysterious (but strangely familiar) boy in front of him. His scent, like a mix between lavender and rain, wrapping around him like a soothing blanket… His touch was electric, sending pleasant shocks throughout his entire body. Their hearts beating in sync…

With a final whisper of breath shared between their lips, it was over. Yami found himself opening his eyes (when had he closed them?) to stare back into half-lidded amethyst.

Why did it feel so right, so devastatingly perfect to be right here, right now, with this boy? And why was it that he felt like he knew this boy already?

The boy smiled before leaning in once more.

"Welcome to the Game." And then he leaned his forehead against Yami's, and everything went black.

. * . * . * .

Yami felt groggy when morning came – for once he woke himself up. He remembered bits and pieces from what he dreamt last night, and his lips tingled a bit. What had happened again? It all just seemed so grey and fuzzy…

He felt, and heard, a deep rumbling coming from his side and looked down to see the kitten still curled up to his chest and purring.

Yami smiled, leaning down to lightly kiss the little one's forehead. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to keep the kitten a little longer…

Oh who was he kidding? He's only had the kitten two days and he's already smitten with it! There was just something about him… How he was playful, affectionate, and Yami can tell that he's quite intelligent…

Yep, that's it. He's keeping him!

Smiling even more than before at his decision, Yami got up (careful not to wake the sleeping kitty) and went to the bathroom to change and get ready for yet another day.

Another tiring, boring day… That suddenly looked so much brighter now that Yami knew he would always have someone here waiting for him.

I'll have to take him by the vet this weekend and get him vaccinated; I wonder how much it'll cost… As Yami estimated the vet cost in his head, he walked back to his room and opened the door.

All pretense of thinking came to a screeching halt when his ruby red eyes met with what was laying on his bed.

Wasn't there a kitten laying on his bed a few minutes ago?

Yami's gaze took in the pale, creamy skin of the boy lying naked on his bed.

Why was there a naked boy on his bed? And what the hell happened to his cat? Wait, his cat? Yami shook his head and his eyes continued to study the stranger.

With widening eyes, flashes of the dream (was it really just a dream?) came back to Yami and he realized that this boy was very familiar.

He was the one from my dream! Yami instantly thought, eyes taking in the familiar form before he realized what he was doing and flushed red.

And why on earth did the boy have a cat tail and cat ears? Wait, those seemed very familiar… It couldn't be.

In Yami's astonishment and flushed state, he stepped back and bumped into his bookcase. A few of the books and CD's fell and clashed to the floor, which startled the sleeping boy awake.

Yami just continued to stand there blushing and breathing hard as the boy—

Oh dear Ra! Yami's eyes tripled in size when the (very nude) boy started stretching his lithe form.

Why did his movement seem so… so… provocative?

Yami slid down the bookcase and onto the floor just as the strange cat-dream-boy blinked his big amethyst eyes open.

Well, it looked like Yami would be missing school today…

Keira: *bursts out laughing* I can't believe I wrote this!

Ami: Neither can I...

Keira: Well, on a more serious note... Please let me know what you all think of this, and I'll update as soon as I type up the next chappie. :) Writing in Third Person has always been difficult for me, just because I was terrible in English class, so I prefer First Person because you can pretty much do whatever the hell you want, so...

Ami: Hikari, language.

Keira: *raises a brow* What are you talking about? You're worst then me any other time! *pouts* Anyway, I don't mind if anyone points out anything in my writing, it might actually help...

Ami: Oh, and if you think she sucked at writing like this, then feel free to let her know.

Keira: *face-palm* Thank you so so much, Ami...

Ami: It's what I'm here for. -v-

ON THE NEXT TALE - What will be Yami's reaction to Neko Yugi? Grandpa calls, and Yami receives news and makes a decision that changes his current life... More dreams, magic, and blushes!

Ami: Anything else?

Keira: Nah, I got nothing. I'm actually ready to fall asleep... *yawns*

Ami: Well why Keira catches up on some much needed sleep, please leave us a review. Your thoughts are appreciated. Oh, and the next Text for TFAS should be up in a few days... *stares at the sleeping girl* Yeah, I'll make her do it. Review!