Chapter 1: February 14th

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The sounds of his heels walked the empty hallways he was walking inside. It was completely quiet around here, nothing to do but to mark X's on the doors around him that he's already entered in. Clicking again as he walked around his hair was shining and his body was firm, muscular with a fitted figure. His hair spiked in different directions colors black, purple and yellow for his bangs. One hair spiked upwards as he wore a black tank top that wasn't concealing his belly area. He then had a black belt choker around his neck and two bandages around his upper arms on the right side. His eyes narrow like diamonds, and his eyes purple and firm. He wore leather pants that matched his tank top and his shoes that were purple as well, but had a small heel at the bottom that made clicking sounds.

Buckles on each shoe that was easy to take off and on. He wasn't very tall, only mid size which was a weakness but a strength. He had a paint brush in his left hand that was red with red paint. He walked around with the bucket as well, because he didn't wish to put it down for he didn't want to keep walking back to go get it. He turned and went to another door, flopping the paint bucket down on the ground. He walked inches closer to the door putting his ear on it first and then sighing ever so lightly. He took his paint brush again and made a red gigantic 'X' on it. He then smirked as he walked off in the same direction he was going before. Down some steps he was walking, and the sounds of the shoes could be heard again because it was extremely quiet.

He then remember something. Something that was important for today. He stop for a moment and pondered and then turned to walk another direction. He went down a narrow hallway into a room that he was familiar with. A room that was his own room inside the puzzle. He looked around for a moment at this dark room, completely swallowed in darkness. The only thing that shined brightly was things he touched with his hands or things he could remember. He saw his throne and walked up the small steps and turning around and sitting on it. He leaned up for a moment with his upper body, placing his hands down on his knees and then sitting back up again.

Putting his left leg over his right and putting his right arm on his cheek, relaxing his face to think. For moments he thought, then came too the realization. His eyes widen as he jolted upward a little in his seat, and then blinked as he did so. It was valentines day, he thought to himself. Something Yugi had told him, when he was back in his world, it was a day of love and affection. One lover to another they share their romantic feelings upon this night. Yami eyes went heavy though, almost like sadness because he remembered something. One day, Yami had kissed Yugi on the lips, the reaction in which Yugi gave was embarrassment and he had ran away.

When yami thought about this he clutched his fist in disappointment and also got upset with himself for it. No doubt that was why his rooms, were completely destroyed. This is why he was doing this, since that moment they kissed, Yugi hasn't spoken to Yami since then. Neither has Yami went outside the puzzle to address this issue. They mostly kept to themselves and days went by where Yami would go crazy. Always looking to see if Yugi came to visit he would go in search of him inside the puzzle. However, never found him coming in, which is why he started putting 'X's on the doors in the first place. After, thinking this, he got up from his chair and walked over to the door closing it behind him gently.

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'Mmm, I--I can't sleep... I'm just not tired I suppose? Maybe.... Maybe I need a drink of water from the sink.' Yugi thought this to himself as he was laying in his bed, with his pj's on. He resembled Yami with the hair and the body type, except he didn't have one spiked hair going on. His remain downward, as well as his eyes were bolder and not narrow and long. He was shorter than Yami and was the same height as his grandfather but a little taller. He sat up slowly in his bed and his eyes got a little sad with regret for a moment.

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