Challenged to a duel by a man named Yami. He had a sinister feel when ever he grinned. This was not the first I saw him, we actually go to school together. He use to be bright and cheery, now he is dark and sinister. Whoever he duels is not the same, it is like they lost their soul. Normally I would say these are just rumors to run him down. But, my friend dueled him, now, now it is like I don't exist. Most of the kids at school are the same way.

Now I believe I am the last one with a soul. Opening the shoe locker a letter fell out. It was a challenge to a duel, from Yami. I never even played the game. Yet he challenged me to a game.

Now here we are facing each other. I really don't know why I accepted this challenge. Just take my soul now.

I played my first card with regret as soon as I placed it. He defeated my card Without hesitation. Now at 2090 LP sweat flowed like water falls.

"Careful what you play it might cost you, your soul. I lost my other's soul when I lost, now I take others to fill in what I lost. For I will not be able to get his soul back, no matter what I do. Your soul is bright like his. Shall I take it?" He taunted me.

My mouth opened to say yes to his question but instead. "If I win you release the souls you took." There is that stupid scary grin, I want to smack it off. "No can do, they no longer exist."

I fell deeper into my seat. "Just take it." I mumbled, he placed the cards he held onto the table we were playing on. That grin grew dark as each step he took to get closer. With each step he took my tears began to fell.

I kept my head forward and closed my eyes as he got down to my level. A gasp left my mouth feeling something wet slide across my stream of tears. I opened my eyes to see Yami's face right next to mine licking my tears.

He pulled away not too far though just enough to clearly see his face without strain. Plus that infernal grin that just ticked me off. My breathing was a mess from slight relief and confusion.

"I can see why he liked you." I just stared at him. "You know him as Yugi, my other self."

"Yugi." Was all I could whimper out. "Yes." He held my chin and kissed me on the lips. Deep and hard in longing, yet, light and soft in apology. There was so much sadness to it. The apology was not for me, it was for Yugi, he did say our souls were alike.

He pulled away for air, I was every great full for it, I was running out of breath. With careful looking he was not out of breath. How long could he hold it for? Gaining control over my breathing again did he placed another one on my lips. This one held a lot of emotions in it, the strongest one was lust I was now in the hands of a mad man.