My Love [NEW VERSION]

My Love [NEW VERSION]

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"W-what are y-you?" Yugi asked nervously as he trembled in fear before the large man in front of him. "Me?" The mysterious figure asked as he stepped closer towards Yugi, staring at him straight in his eyes while sliding his right hand over Yugi's warm cheek. His eyes were deep and one could get lost easily if you looked at it, a glimmering gold outlining those dark and endless pupils. Yugi was scared as he looked at the being in front of him, but he was entranced by their eyes and seemingly could not stop. Just a moment later, Yugi felt numb and his vision slowly faded, but before he could even fall down, the man picked him up and held him onto his chest. And with the utmost gentlest voice Yugi ever heard, the man said, "I'm Yami, your guardian vampire." 《♤♡◇♧》 DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH! NOR THE CHARACTERS, THE STORY IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND DOES NOT HAVE TO DO WITH THE ORIGINAL (STORY)
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