Hey all, I know I have other stories I should be working on but this idea just came to my head today and I really wanted to start with this story cause I like the idea and I hope you do too!

If anyone reading this wishes to take the same idea and create a story I don't mind at all! I have my own ideas for how the plot will commence and you may have another better idea so feel free to use it if you wish!

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Yu-Gi-Oh!

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Chapter 1: Take One Water Lily And See Me In The Morning

In a large mansion deep in the middle of Japan a party was currently commencing, anyone who was anyone was invited to the party. The party consisted of actors, singers, artists, CEOs etc… One of the people invited was a young 21 year old man named Yami Atemu. Yami had dark, captivating crimson eyes, he had a deep tan and had tri coloured hair which consisted of blonde bangs, spiky black hair tipped with crimson and had a few blonde bangs going through the spikes in his hair.

Yami was a well renowned artist and was currently mingling with a young female actress. Yami's work was displayed in various galleries around the world and, in total, all of Yami's work was worth a large $5 billion. Yami painted, sculpted and did any form of art possible. He created various pieces of art as he didn't like limiting himself to a particular topic, he drew landscapes, abstracts, sculpted people, animals etc…

The event Yami was currently attending was a charity event, various celebrities offered different objects and all of the money that was raised in the auction was given to a charity. Yami had specifically created a few pieces of artwork to be auctioned at the event as well as various items he had collected from travelling around the world to find inspiration. The auction had already taken place and all of the items had been auctioned off including Yami's. Yami generously bought a few items from the auction as a result of the nature of the auction.

Although Yami stood in this party he was hating every second of it. Yami had originally only accepted the invitation to see his work being sold and buying some items himself but was later pulled into this after party. Yami was reluctantly speaking to the young actress and a few other people who were simply insulting another celebrity's work. Yami wasn't taking much interest in the conversation except from an occasional nod or shake of his head to satisfy his 'friends'. Yami mentally scoffed friends, yeah right! These people were pathetic. They stood offending other celebrities but when said celebrity approached them the topic of the conversation would quickly change and the group would happily greet the celebrity with a smile and a hug telling them how good their most recent piece of work. Yami was willing to bet every penny he had that someone in this room was currently telling another how awful the work Yami had submitted was. There was no such thing as a 'friend' in this type of crowd, no one could be trusted. As a result of this it was extremely hard to find a friend let alone a partner, the person was either lying to his face or was only interested in his money. Yami mentally sighed, he really wanted to leave.

A well known voice suddenly called from the other side of the room, "Yami-Kins!"

Yami physically winced and closed his eyes tightly, oh gods no! Yami gripped his wine glass tighter as he heard foot steps approaching. Yami took a deep breath and forced a smile onto his face, "Good day Miss Mizuki." Yami greeted forcibly.

Anzu Mizuki was the daughter of the owner of a cosmetics company. Anzu had blue eyes and shoulder length brunette hair and had currently decided that Yami was her boyfriend. Anything Yami said that would even suggest he didn't want that type of relationship would go straight over Anzu's head and she would continue with her infatuation. Yami tensed as he felt two arms wrap around his unoccupied arm. Yami took another sip of wine from the glass in his other hand and looked at Anzu.

"How are you Miss Mizuki, well I hope?" Yami asked.

Anzu smiled happily at Yami.

"I'm well thank you! And yourself?" She asked.

"As well as can be expected." Yami replied softly.

"And your…….. Boyfriend?" She choked out.

It was well known that Yami was a bisexual and had recently attempted a relationship with an old friend he had caught up with only to find out that the man had been telling others how easy it had been to feed on Yami's feelings to get anything he wanted, money, jewellery etc… Surprisingly Yami had been quite calm about the information and made no other action other than telling the man their relationship was over. This had happened so much Yami didn't even know why he had decided to try for another such relationship.

"We decided that we weren't compatible in that way and we separated." Yami stated softly whilst taking another sip of wine.

"OH! I'm SO sorry to hear that Yami-Kins!" She cried though she was obviously happy to find that Yami had separated with his boyfriend and happily pressed her body even more closer to Yami if that was possible.

Yami sighed and closed his eyes, gods he wanted to be anywhere but here right now. Yami softly pulled his arm from Anzu's vice like grip, swallowed what was left of his wine and placed the glass on the nearest table.

"Forgive me Miss Mizuki but I believe it is time for me to give my farewells." Yami apologized.

"So soon? Do you want me to come with you?" She asked.

"No, I am working on another piece of work and wish to return home to continue. Good night Miss Mizuki" Yami replied softly.

This was only half true, Yami did have a piece of work he wished to finish but had no intention of continuing with it when he got home, he wasn't in the mood.

He gave a small bow to Anzu and walked away. Yami quickly found the hosts of the party thanking them for the invitation and also said his goodbyes to the man and wife and left the building. Collecting his car from the valet, a black lamborghini mucilage, and drove home.

Yami, like the others, had a large mansion with various cars, maids, butlers etc… Although Yami disliked the crowd he was forced into when he became famous he had worked hard for his money, as such he had every right to spend it on what he wished. Yami parked his car within his garage with his other cars and entered his house. Maids and butlers greeted Yami as he entered.

"Is there anything you require Mr Atemu?" One of the butlers asked.

"Just bring me some junk, chocolate, cake, popcorn, anything like that. I'll be in the living room. " Yami stated.

The man bowed.

"As you wish Mr Atemu." He replied.

He left to complete the task and Yami made his way to the living room. Yami had recently had a large obsession with ancient Egypt and had decided to decorate his house as such though in his living room there was a large cinema sized TV and various objects attached such as a DVD player, consoles etc… Yami walked over to a wall of shelves and picked up a pile of DVDs. Yami opened the top box and turned the DVD player and TV on and quickly set up the objects. Just as he clicked play a few butlers appeared with Yami's requests, popcorn, chocolate, cakes, crisps and other items. Yami ordered them to put the items on the table in front of the couch. Yami then lay on the couch and picked up a bowl of popcorn and began eating as he watched the DVD. Yami had developed a habit when he became famous, when he was mentally moping about not having a boyfriend/girlfriend he would put on any DVD that consisted of a cheesy love plot and would then eat anything in reach, usually junk food. All of the DVDs he watched consisted of boy meets girl, they fall in love, a fight, then they married. Yami some how felt that it helped to watch these films and would usually inspire him to continue working on his current project. It was only 4pm when Yami returned and he spent the next 6 hours watching the cheesy DVDs. As predicted watching the movies had inspired Yami to continue working on his current project. After asking a maid to clean up the mess he left on the table Yami entered his basement.

Unlike the other rooms upstairs the basement was filled with work Yami had no intention of submitting to the outside work, they were his personal pieces and always consisted of a man or woman. Yami was desperate for a person to love and for them to love him back, unfortunately as a result of his status Yami was unable to find such as person so, instead, Yami satisfied himself with paintings of people he believed he would love. Every piece of work within the basement was a painting except from one. Yami had only ever drawn and painted these imaginary people but his newest piece of project had somehow convinced him to go further with this person and, as such, Yami was currently creating his latest final project of this person in clay. Yami approached the clay work, he was surrounded by various pictures, of the same person, Yami always worked on each piece of the person's body part before drawing the entire person. Yami had already drawn this person's hand, foot, face etc… Yami was close to finishing this project. He walked over to a closet, removed a long white trench coat and buttoned it up protecting his clothes. Yami calmly pushed a large tray over to the clay work with various tools on it. Yami stared at the clay for a few seconds then began working on it. It was already close to being finished.

Yami stepped back smiling as he stared at the clay model, he was finished. Yami had been working on this model for the last 8 months and was finally finished and he was happy with the final result. Yami had created the clay model on a small table and stared happily at the finished project, the longest project he had ever done. On the table was a clay model of a young boy. Yami pulled a canvas from the side of the room beside the clay model and smiled. On the canvas was a painting of the same boy but Yami had no intention of painting the clay model, as such the painting allowed Yami to look at the boy properly as he needed to know the boys colour hair, eyes etc… The model was a life sized model of the boy and allowed Yami to properly create the detailed lines on the boy's body. The boy had spiky hair just like Yami's, it consisted of a small blonde bang at the front of his head and other much longer blonde bangs. He had spiky black hair that was tipped with crimson like Yami's though did not have the bangs going up his hair. The boy had supple, petal lips and a cute button nose. He had pale skin like snow that seemed to beg to be touched and held. But Yami's favourite feature on the young boy was his eyes. The boy had large, gem like eyes that consisted of an amethyst colour that shined angelically in the light. Yami smiled softly at the clay model The boy was on his knees on the table and was looking innocently up. The boy wasn't wearing any clothes but Yami had respectfully created a long, though almost see through, piece of cloth that covered the boy's lower body. The boy was holding the fabric against his body with one hand and a little over his chest whilst his other hand was near his face giving him an extremely innocent look. Yami tilted his head to one side, he felt as though something was something…… Yami eyes suddenly lit up in realisation. Picking up a piece of plastic with a small metal piece on the end allowing Yami to create detail on the boy. Yami moved behind the clay model to between the boy's shoulder blades and gently etched a small heart. Yami gently rubbed the outline of the heart with his finger smoothing over the lines. Yami smiled softly and moved back to the front.

"You really are the perfect partner." Yami muttered softly to the clay model.

Yami fell to his knees before the art and carefully checked every inch of his creation making sure everything was in place and perfect. Yami smiled softly and gently touched the model's face.

"You truly are my most beautiful creation." Yami said softly.

Rising to his feet Yami walked over to a desk on the other side of the room cleaning his hands on his trench coat on the way. He gently opened a draw and removed a small velvet box and returned to the clay model. Yami smiled softly and opened the box revealing a beautiful diamond engagement ring, Yami's mother had given him this ring and told him to only give it to his only love before she died. Yami smiled softly at the ring and looked at the clay model. Yami fell onto one knee and held the ring in one hand offering it to the clay model.

"Will you marry me?" Yami asked softly.

Yami chuckled softly to himself.

"You will? I'm so happy." Yami spoke to the clay.

Yami softly placed the open velvet box on the clay fabric carefully balancing it. Yami looked into the model's eyes then smiled softly he leaned forward and softly as not to harm his art, placed a soft kiss on the boy's lips. Yami closed his eyes holding there for a second then moved back, keeping his eyes closed Yami spoke again.

"I love you." Yami whispered softly.

Yami smiled softly and rose to his feet. Yami suddenly yawned and looked at his watch and blinked in shock, it was 5am, he had been working on the boy for the last 7 hours. Yami looked at the model and smiled, he didn't care, Yami was extremely proud of this piece of work. Yami hung the white clay stained trench coat in the closet and left the room turning off the light before he left leaving the open velvet box on the clay model. Yami showered, put on his pyjamas and went to sleep.

Just outside the large mansion a whisper of wind slipped through the gate carrying with it a few fall leaves and a single white water lily with a light crimson middle. The wind seemed to stop at a window on the ground floor. Inside only a few feet from the window a young maid was walking down the hall intending to go to the kitchen for a glass of water. All of Yami's maids, butlers etc… lived in the mansion with him. She continues walking down the hall finally reaching window. The lock on the inside of the window slowly lifted from the catch then sprang open throwing the window open and causing the maid to jump. The moment the gap was large enough the golden and brown leaves raced through the window following the water lily through the house. The maid sighed softly.

"Mustn't have been shut securely." She said softly whilst tightly replacing the lock.

The wind, leaves and water lily continued through the house, as a result of how late it was all of the workers were sleeping unaware of the strange occurrence. The wind took the items down various halls then stopped at the basement door for a second then slipped under a gap in the door dragging the water lily and leaves with it. The water lily and leaves quickly raced toward the clay model in the middle of the room and slowly circled the boy dancing around him for a second then curling around the boy and occasionally brushing against the boy's body such as his arm or hair after so often. The water lily softly floated at the top of the clay model and the leaves danced much faster and began glowing. They circled the top of boy then crashed together breaking into many smaller pieces and settling on the boy's body. As the small pieces of leaves lowered softly colour began to appear on the young clay model starting at the tips of his hair colouring the crimson outline then darkening the boys main body of raven black hair. The colour then lighted as it raced down the boys bangs lightening into a soft blonde. The colour continued down the boys body creating the boy's snow coloured skin and framing his eyes with a dark black thick eye lashes. The colour appeared in the boys eyes, a sparkling amethyst. The clay fabric turned into baby blue nylon. The colour continued down to the boy's toes until the entire boy's body was coloured.

The water lily continued to float above the boy's head for a few seconds then slowly lowered and nestled itself softly just behind the boy's ear. The moment the water lily was nestled comfortably the boy let in a sharp gasp closing his eyes tightly and taking his first breath ever and feeling his heart beat for the first time. He then fell off of the table where he had been formed and hit the ground taking slow deep breaths. Once the boy had his breathing under control he slowly opened his sparkling amethyst eyes. His vision was blurred for a few seconds but slowly focused. The gust of wind slowly lifted the small pieces of leaves from the boys body and formed themselves fully again in front of the young boys body. Shaking the boy slowly rose sitting up from his previous lying position on the ground. Looking around shaking a sudden bright light appeared from where the leaves had reformed and illuminating the room. The boy gasped and quickly covered his eyes. As though sensing the boy's discomfort the glow died down. The boy slowly lowered his arm and opened his eyes again staring at the leaves. The boy blinked it shock at the sight in front of him and slowly lifted the see through baby blue nylon a little high and moved his hand close to his mouth exactly like he had done as the clay model. The small glow didn't allow much to be seen except from an upside down box on the ground. The boy tilted his head to one side and slowly picked up the velvet box he blinked in shock at the sight of the magnificent ring. The wind slowly surrounded the ring and lifted the ring into the air. The boy softly placed the box on the ground and reached toward the ring with his left hand. The wind moved the ring forward and slipped it onto the boy's ring finger. The boy looked at the ring in shock and softly touched it.

The leaves blew over to the door and seemed to turn expecting the boy to follow. Doing as the leaves seemed to request the boy slowly rose to his feet. Not being used to the weight the boy instantly fell back down. The wind quickly raced over to the boy and pushed him back to standing position. It then helped him over to the wall allowing the boy to rest his weight against that instead then moved back over to the door. The boy stumbled over to the door and stared at the leaves. The circled the door knob a few times then moved slipped under the door. The boy stared at the door then slowly reached forward and gripped the door knob and turned it the same direction the leaves had been circling it. Not expecting what was happened and using the door to hold his weight the young boy fell through the door and hit the ground. The boy whimpered softly and slowly pushed himself to his feet again and rested his weight against the wall. He followed the leaves down the halls and up two sets of stairs, the boy used the banister to help himself up the stairs. He continued to follow it along another hall and entered another room the leaves had slipped under.

The boy looked around the dark room and followed it over to the bed. It was still dark and didn't allow much to be seen around the room so the boy followed the only source of light that the leaves gave out. The leaves floated above a large king sized bed where a form lay. The boy stopped in front of the bed and looked down at the silk sheets and held the see through baby blue nylon fabric as close as possible to his body. The boy looked at the bed again unmoving. The leaves moved behind the boy and the gust of window pushed the boy onto the bed. The small boy gasped and closed his eyes tightly. A soft moan was heard from the other form in the bed and it turned around. Two warm strong arms wrapped around the boys small cold frame. The boy gasped and tensed for a few seconds but it wasn't long before he melted into the warmth, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The next morning two dark crimson eyes slowly opened only to see darkness. Yami closed his eyes and moaned softly and nuzzled into the soft, silky warmth in front of him and took a deep breath taking in a water lily smell. Yami smiled softly and wrapped his arms even tighter around a warm soft body. A soft moan was heard and dark crimson eyes opened slowly, he was sure that he hadn't made that sound. Wait……. BODY! Yami quickly yanked back away from the body and gaped in shock at the sight of a young amethyst eyed boy with tri coloured hair which consisted of blonde, crimson and black. Yami's eyes widened at the sight of an extremely familiar form in front of him.

"Good morning." The boy said softly his voice was as soft and as beautiful as a dove's coo.

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Whoa, I think that was the longest chapter I have ever written in my life! I know it took long for them to meet but I felt that it was necessary to explain everything properly.

I will update my other stories as soon as I can, I swear!

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