Name: Immortal Guardians

Author: Little Dark Keeper

Chapter one: Save Me!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh

If this is still in bold and underlined I'm sorry I don't know why

Yugi Moto's music blasted in his ears as he weaved around the pedestrians of the venders street market. He was dressed in a green hoodie and blue jeans. It was normal attire for teenagers his age. But, he wasn't like most in more then one way. His hair stood tall as a star in three colors. Black lined in red with blond bangs. No one knows that Yugi also had a secret that he himself didn't know. Walking in the cold rainy morning he made his way past the subway to the east side of the market. A streak of blond filled his vision when he was pushed to the ground and into the mud puddle. That just happened to be right next to him. Yugi brushed off the dirt to no success. He looked up simultaneously going for his back pocket.

"Please give me my wallet." He whispered in disbelief about to scream he searched for the blond figure. He was already melting into the crowds. But this wasn't America he might have submerged into a crowd. But he submerged into black haired Japanese students. He only stood out more. Yugi chased after the man who had taken his wallet. He followed him to an unsurprisingly dark ally way. What he found was only the first of his fears. The blonde supported an American bandana on his head, blue jeans, and a red shirt. He stood staring at the dead end. Yugi submissively took a step backward just as the mugger turned around grinning like a fool. Returning the stare coupled with a gulp, Yugi's eyes widened at the drunken bastard.

"Bandit Keith…" He managed to say with out a waver in his tone. "What are you doing out of jail?" Yugi remembered the fateful night when Bandit shot his grandpa just for some measly change.

"Parole." He laughed crossing his arms. "I'm not going back there YUGI!" He screamed raged filling his voice.

Yugi stepped backwards almost scared for his life. He didn't want to get hurt again. The last time was enough for any sane person. He could remember the breaking bones as Bandit repeatedly kicked him. He could have died. But, what stopped him? The cops hadn't arrived until after bandit was out of commission. Cleaning his head he took his shaky stance.

"I… Want…" Yugi faulted trying to search for his words. "MY WALLET!" He said with false vigor. He sucked in a breath as he issued the death threat a silent one mind you. He knew he wasn't getting out of this alive at least not with out a miracle. When the sound of Bandit's maniacal laughter was thrown into the mixture. He knew the end was near and the shit was about to hit the fan. Bandit threw something at Yugi as if he had given in to the smaller of the two easily. Picking up it he searched the wallet. "The money?" Obviously this too was quite funny to Bandit. For he let out a shriek of laughter the shook some people from there business. Yugi looked over almost embarrassed that he couldn't handle it himself. It wasn't his fault… Was it? Bandit loomed over his tiny pray moving closer to him with each stomp.

"Whatcha gonna do bout it midget?" Bandit said in his usual insulting bad grammar. Yugi quaked his fear building as the monster of his nightmares came towards him. Never in his eighteen years had he the opportunity to stand up for himself. He ignored the bullies at school. Getting beaten up hadn't been a problem sense Bandit raided his grandfather's store. He was a nerd, just a simple writer who knew a little too much about the stuff in books. No one really paid him any mind anymore. Yugi let out a whispered whimper as he stepped back almost into the light. The sun had managed to come out and play between the clouds and was starting to soak up the puddles. Was that a good sign? Making up his mind he balled his fist glaring at the obstruction. He should have taken lessons; anything to prepare him for this. He ran at Bandit with the wind at his side and punched him with all he had. He staggered backward surprised that bandit flinched but he was sure he was the one in pain. Bandit reached out snatching Yugi by the back of his hoodie.

"Was that supposed to hurt?" With his sentenced finished he flung him against the wall moving in for more. Displeasure filled his eyes as he bent over to stare into Yugi's violet eyes. "YOU'RE DEAD!" His voice echoed through the small alleyway arising more people from there shopping. Yugi's hand silently snuck past bandit for a glittering metal object. At least he hoped it was more then just glitter. Bandit ranted on about how he was gonna crush Yugi into tiny little Moto chunks. When Yugi managed to grip the metal pipe. He grinned like a fool mimicking the look his attacker gave him. Bandit was thrown off stepping back just enough. Yugi swung the pipe with his force. What was once a tall man was now a boy cradling his injured body part. Yugi was happy with his swing though bandit was showing other emotions towards it.

"You have a thick skull bandit." Yugi got up from his spot on wobbly legs. But, that seemed to hold him. "You just don't learn!"

Bandit's words repeated in a cry for help as he held his body in pain. 'Why do I always have to lose?' Yugi swung the metal pipe around mocking a gesture he saw the maniac do once.

"You repeat your mistakes."." Bandit rushed to his feet not happy with the little pep talk. He grabbed Yugi's shoulder pulling him forward and then pushing him away. Yugi gasped falling to the muddy ground. He looked at bandit now on his feet swaying. He didn't have to guess when he saw the second glint of the day. It was a dagger tightly gripped in Bandit's hand.

"Why don't we make this fair?" a strange voice echoed in the enclosed space. Yugi looked over barley turning his head the dagger now pressed against his throat. "I'll kick your ass and you play dead!" The figure was shaded in darkness. But in the little light Yugi saw a tall muscular boy with hair pulled into a ponytail. The leather clad boy moved towards them in quick steps. The smaller of the three watched him as he moved staring up into crimson eyes. Red lined black hair and golden bangs. It was Yugi's devil twin, the twin didn't flinch when the focus of bandits crazed wrath was on him. He smirked, standing in front of Yugi and pushing Bandit back. Stumbling to gain his balance bandit quickly rushed the newcomer. The smallest of three scrambled around searching for the pipe before heading to the entrance of the ally way. Watching the two as they stared each other down. By the looks of it Bandit had managed one attack in the beginning but the twin of Yugi had the upper hand. His moves were swift and calculated. Almost like he had practiced this very fight. Yugi closed his eyes and turned as a sword emerged from its sheath. Bandit panicked and fell to his knees. In one swipe the blood splattered against the walls and the threat was silenced. The sound of the sword being put backed into its sheath was all that was heard. He felt a hand brush his side which caused him to open his eyes. The money that he had almost lost was being handed to him by the taller boy.

"This is yours right?" He asked his voice deeper then Yugi's. Yugi took the money with a shaky hand. "Are you alright?" The twin asked as if he really didn't care. Yugi nodded numbly not daring to look back at the body. But curiosity takes the better of him when it comes to the taller boy and he looks only to see he is alone. The twin had vanished. Black, red, and yellow streaks filled the space behind the teenager as he started running through the crowds vanishing amongst them. It was a few hours of mindless walking around that young boy finally made it home. His head filled with torment and fear. Pushing open the door to the shop he greets his grand father. Yugi passed him by not wanting to worry him any more then his mind could take. Right now it was filled with the shop going under. Hitting the kitchen he grabbed a soda from the fridge and headed to his room to freshen up. He was muddy and wet and could only imagine what else was wrong with him. He probably looked bad and smelled like it to. His hair hung low on his shoulders all the gel seeping from it to get away from the rain. Yugi growled when he entered his room the mess that was usually clean gave him a chance to crowd his mind. He undressed before taking on that task and walked into the bathroom to turn the shower on. His clothes flung to the floor like the rest. He looked in the mirror his eyes red from crying. Yugi had been right; no way his grandfather didn't guess the predicament he had been in.. The blood had been washed away but the bruises and scaring remained. They were luckily not that deep and quickly healed. He glared at the mirror how could he explain this? How could he explain any of it? He showered, he needed the hot water running down him warming his frozen body. washing away the feelings of fear, the feelings of guilt and the terror from his mind. He washed away the day hoping he would never have to think about it again. Even though he would tell his friends as soon as they came over. Bandit got what he had coming to him he tried to justify. Pretty sure that the mystery man had ended his life completely. That boy gave him what he deserved. The one who had saved him looked amazing what he had seen of it. That boy was a super hero to Yugi if only he could thank him. But his mind shifted from those thoughts to another one. One thought that simply slide right in and out of his mind like homework.

"Who carries a sword? Let alone one engraved with hieroglyphics from ancient Egypt?" But that like most things did in the shower slide like a slide show on two yet another though. Yugi focused on something else he saw. Something he had barley saw was more like it. A tattoo in graphics like ones Yugi had studied in school he saw something like them at the museum too. The one on the older ones neck during the fight had only a few symbols; Yugi had glimpsed some of the hieroglyphics when they took a tour of the museum but that didn't really help much.. The short boys mind wondered, he wanted to know the meaning of it all and if the likeness between the two meant anything. . Like waking from a dream he groggily washed his hair shaking the day away with one final shake of his fallen hair. He stepped from the tub and dressed. After his quick but tidy clean of his room he sat at this desk trying to mimic the drawing. He had almost gotten it when a thought hit him. 'I don't have the net.' He blinked and then like a duh ringing through his mind he checked the time. It wasn't late enough for the library to be closed he still had some time. Yugi smiled turning to the door in a rush. He stood and grabbed the paper slipping on his shoes and headed to where his grand father stood behind a old cash register.

"I'm going to the Library!" He called almost half away out the door.

"Wait!" Grandpa looked up, grabbed a list limping over to his grandson. "Can you pick up some food?" Yugi nodded grabbing the list and some money. He rushed out the door in seconds leaving his grandpa bewildered.

It was late by the time Yugi returned to his house. His arms filled with bags of the items off his grandfathers list. He placed them on the counter listening to the sounds of the quiet. 'Grandpa must be in list limping the back.' he thought to himself.

"YUGI!" The voice called from the backroom just as he had predicted grandpa had been in the back. Surprised to hear his best friends voice among the laughter in the back room his grand pa emerged holding a box of cards. Yugi followed the voice to the messy room where his grandpa had sent his best friends to work. Malik lugged another box in from the ally way and opened it up checking its contents. Ryou documented counting the items as grandpa unpacked them and hauled them into the main room.

"Um, Hey guys," Yugi rubbed the back of his head. His hair was still limp on his shoulders which caused his friends to stare. "What?" He said innocently.

"So, Your hair does come down form it's star form?" Malik laughed poking a slender tan finger at the drying mop of hair.

"I'll continue from here." Yugi took his grandfather's place and stared lugging the boxes to the front of the store as Ryou finished with them. To the surprise of anyone but his friends, Yugi was rather strong he held a large box in his hand piling on two smaller ones to bring out to the display case that the cash register sat on. Giving a bit of a huff his breath starting give out on him he put the boxes down and started to un pack the rare cards with in them. "These are great!" He cheered, he looked at the cards his grandpa had fought so hard to get. "No way business wont pick up."

"We're almost finished." Ryou said with a yawn. Even for Ryou who was organized and neat, counting was boring when put to the same task for so long. He had been there more a couple hours helping Yugi's grandfather and was growing tired of it all. Yugi laughed as he checked the time he knew how long it took to unpack each box with four people and they were almost down if Malik cooperated.

"This is your fault." Malik laughed, with a playful glare this had nothing to do with him.

"I came here well after you did so don't blame me." Yugi turned and put the last of the cards away his friends getting up from the backroom to check for remaining stock and lock the doors. When they were done cleaning and putting things away they headed towards the back yard.

"What's up?" Malik asked quietly. Seeing Yugi, had taken a lot to keep him from worrying over the younger boy. Yugi saw that his face twitched with emotion and decided it was a good time to get down to business. He knew Yugi brought him back for a quiet chat and the scars across his cheek must have been why. The tri colored haired boy dropped the whole crazy bomb with rewind features for Malik and details for Ryou. The three chatted it out as if inspecting all the details to see if there was any clue as to whom the look a like was. They stared at Yugi, his hands waving around like a crazy person his eyes wide with fear as he once again went over what happened. Yugi's violet eyes turned from fear to sadness as the story ended he couldn't help but feel bad for what happened to bandit. Ryou slapped his head then retracted his gesture when they both looked at him.

"Sorry continue." Yugi, finished his mind sort of wondering what the slap was about. But, knowing Ryou he just forgot to put his brushes away in there proper places.

"So that's it?" Malik asked gulping back whatever emotion was fighting to take control his body. Malik was a very simple person, he was a jock and what most people called and ace. But, when he got home he was a computer geek. His heart contained one emotion usually at a time and was impulsive as well as hot head. "He killed him Yug?" Yugi gulped down the fear that had climb up into his throat.

"I'm not sure." Yugi finally took a seat. "I never saw what happened, for all I know he just wounded him and he got up and ran off. I didn't see him afterwards I didn't want to look at him." Malik stood up and hugged Yugi who hugged him back tears in his eyes.

"He looked like you?" Ryou shook his head. "Bakura will want to know." Malik and Yugi looked at Ryou questing his words.

"Bakura?" They said in unison, Ryou eyes grew trying to fumble his way out of it he made a promise not to tell until the other were ready. Closing his eyes he tried to come up with a viable excuse.

"It's nothing. " Ryou turned away from them. He screwed up this time, usually it was Malik he had to dive into a pile of angry people to save but this time. He made a very nasty blurb.

"Why does he need to know?" Yugi asked slowly.

"It's… Well." Malik glared crossing his arms. "It's. N-nothing really. He's just a very over protective friend of mine."

"You're not the one that was…" Malik started pointing a finger at him. Ryou smiled.

"He promised me if my friends needed help he would help them." He finished easily.

"Oh, But he has no reason to be upset none of you knew." Ryou nodded at Yugi's words just trying to get off the subject.

"Yeah, he's weird like that." The white haired teen said slowly, he smiled trying to cover up the fact he was beating himself up inside. Yugi nodded sort of understanding, though something about his words made him very worried.

"Are you positive he looks just like you?" Ryou asked as if he wasn't even paying attention to the story. Yugi only nodded what was wrong with him today. The detail oriented is now disoriented. Yugi tried to shake the feeling Ryou was being entirely truthful as he watched Malik paced in a thinking mode.

"You have a twin!" He stopped then looked a Yugi the angelic boy he was. "An evil one." Yugi wasn't so sure. He didn't think twins always split up into good and evil like in stories. Malik sat down to think about it. "You have a brother?"

"I … I Just don't know." Malik couldn't help but laugh which received him a glare from Ryou.

"What? He's so..." Yugi sighed.

"Weak?" he added to Malik's sentence.

"No, No, and No I didn't say that what I said was…" Malik scratched his head.

"Don't worry about it. " Ryou said. "Why don't you ask your grandfather?"

"I don't want to bug him. He's been in to so much crap lately, it might just… No, it's a bad idea." Yugi looked through the glass doors at his grand father who was watching TV. The man did so much for him yet Yugi couldn't repay him. He paced trying to think of a way to figure it out. The Library was closed about now and Yugi couldn't look it up here.

"I know, we can go to my house and look it up." Yugi eyes lit up but it wasn't what Malik said he pulled a print out from his pocket.

"This could help." He showed the drawing of the tattoo he saw and the information on it. "Brother." Yugi said as he pulled his shirt above his head and off. He turned to show his lower back where a tattoo was stamped on him.

"What is that?" Ryou asked touching it trying to act like he didn't already know.

"It is an ankh and it means life." Yugi turned his head trying to stare at it.

"Hey I have one of those!" Malik jumped up and ripped of his shirt a little to forcefully he turned to show the small ankh .

"You?" He said staring at it in disbelief. Yugi brushed it with his fingertips making him blush, the feeling rose with in him as the fingertips traced his tattoo.

"You have an ankh as well?" He asked then traced the three card like images. "And these?"

"It's cryptic to me." Malik said putting his shirt back on. He didn't face Yugi with his blush still visible. "But, it speaks of the life force to the Guardian Brothers."

"So, what in all its glory does it say?" Yugi asked sitting down on the bench beside his friends. Ryou didn't need to question; Bakura had more or less gone over it with him when he found his brother. But, he pretended to listen to the topic anyway.

"It says Trinity Gods, The Winged Dragon of Ra, Slifer the Sky Dragon, and Obelisk the Tormentor."

"Rare Duel Monster cards?" Yugi raised his eyebrow in suspicion.

"Also known as The God of Obelisk, Saint Dragon, The God of Osiris, and The Sun of God Dragon. There is a picture of Obelisk holding both dragons by there tails why they fly down wards as if the create a triangle. I can't remember where I saw it though." Ryou said now sort of interested in the topic. Bakura wasn't much of a story teller, as he left most of the story out if it didn't include him.

"What else does it say?" Yugi closed his eyes in thought picturing the symbol etched in stone. He too has seen that triangle of monsters somewhere.

"The entire text reads. The Light Trinity shines down upon life. Obelisk the Tormentor holds the sun high into the sky as The Winged Dragon of Ra brings the rays of the sun to the Earth and Slifer the Sky Dragon brings the Spirits of the Shadows to the sun. United The Trinity Gods are unstoppable. In Obelisks anger his power is infinite, in Ra's encryption his power is unleashed, and in Slifer's path his enemies are vanquished. Together The Trinity Gods, Seal life in the mortals. The Guardian Brothers." They all sat silence for a few minuets pondering it all. The words running through there minds.

"I don't get it." Yugi finally said still reeling in confusion. "What does this have to do with us?" Yugi got up and headed into the kitchen to fetch a drink Ryou followed him quickly helping in gather some food before Malik's stomach growled at him. It was weird; the three had been friends for a long time. They knew each other like brothers and hung out almost everyday together. They knew each other so well they could predict each other movements and next words. Yugi set the food on the table as Malik followed them in finally.

"I have known these words sense I looked in the mirror and deciphered the text backwards. But, even I can't figure it out." Marik sat down at the table.

"We need help." Ryou said almost forgetting he had an annoying older brother who knew the tale. As they sat they chatted, more like debated over what it could mean. Yugi just blinked at the suggestion of how to go about figuring it out. His mind was now falling a sleep on him when he remembered something.

"The photo albums!" He jumped from his chair and ran up the stairs. He wasn't gone long when he reappeared with empty hands. "Why would grandpa hide photo albums?" No one had to speak to understand why exactly he did it. Yugi looked around the room to no avail when Malik got up. Putting a hand on his friends shoulder with a sigh. Ryou watched with interest when Malik hugged Yugi with half a grin he then shoved Yugi away in a weird manner and hopped out of the house to the backyard. Yugi and Ryou followed him as he dug through the shed.

"Do I want to know how you knew that?" He asked as Malik handed Yugi a stack of photo albums. Yugi couldn't believe Malik knew where they were. He did something. He knew something.

"Bugger there must be a million of them." Ryou grabbed a stack and sat down. "1960? This is when your grandfather was touring Egypt?"

"I wouldn't say touring. But, yeah this is about the time he got my puzzle."

"HERE!" Malik yelled later when the only sound was page turning. Yugi rushed over carefully looking about the albums and took a look at what Malik was pointing at. All the other two could do was blink as they stared at a picture of Yugi and Malik taking a bath. He never remembered that. He growled as Malik looked lovingly at the picture. "I'll just take…."

"PUT THE DAMN PICTURE BACK!" Malik froze instantly at the sound of Yugi's voice raised higher then normal. He slid it back into place and shut the book picking up another. His mind was completely silent as he planned his attack. The minuets and the hours passed them by as they searched the books only to turn up nothing.

"Half torn pictures, burn, and cut up, pictures that don't show anybody. There is something your grandpa isn't telling you Yug." Malik added after hours of silence, he put the last of the books away searching the shed for anything else. He didn't find much but the only hope to there search.

"Look." Ryou said pointing at the picture that had been forgotten. It had a young boy around seven with his hand held tight by and older figure. The picture had been ripped for the most part but there was something still visible. Tri colored hair and gold jewelry.

"Is that a cape? " Yugi stared at the picture. "That's me and…" But before he could finish he was cut off by the over eager Malik.

"That has to be the man you saw!." Malik looked over what could be seen of the background. "In Egypt?" Grabbing the picture Yugi closed the shed and stuffed it into a pocket. He heard something from the kitchen. He walked back in to see his grandpa smiling unaware.

"You should come in its cold out there." Grandpa stared at Yugi as if he was mentally putting a shirt on him. Yugi felt the vibe looking down with a blush he grabbed his shirt from the ground and rushed to put it on.

"Grandpa. We're going to be in my room." He smiled as his grandpa turned around to go help the next costumer that happened through his door. Though it was pretty late for many costumers he had extended his hours for the extra money. Malik and Ryou followed Yugi to his small room left of the stairs. He sat at his desk putting the picture on it besides the drawing he had down earlier.

"Why are you guys here?" Yugi suddenly asked. Malik giggled crossing his legs as he sat on Ryou's lap and leaning over to kiss Ryou on the cheek.

"Nothing." Malik said innocently. "We were bored." He cooed.

"Correction Malik was bored I was painting. AND WHY DID YOU JUST KISS ME?" Ryou stood so quickly Malik fell to the floor in a mess. Malik rose to his feet and the two separated. Ryou used the bathroom probably to sanitize his mouth and Malik tried to look as innocent as possible. He was failing to a horrible degree.

"Why are you here?" Yugi asked again standing to confront his friend.

"I forgot!" Malik ran out of the room dramatically screaming for help. Ryou returned almost the instant he had escaped. With a knowing look in his eyes as tried to explain.

"You see our friend Malik has a problem. He's in love with some guy and he's desperately trying to make him jealous." Ryou thought of what he had said and laughed. " I was in my art room when he dragged me here."

"He dragged you away from your art?" Yugi asked sort of disbelieving. Malik as strong and all but he always resorted to Yugi to get Ryou out of his art room.

"Yeah, he said something so completely random that I looked up for one second. The next thing I knew I was flying down the street at a speed I wasn't sure humans could run" The white haired boy sat down on the bed before looking over a Yugi who was still pretty shocked. Malik on the other hand was walking around the back of the house with an evil grin on his face. Yugi looked up at the sound his grandfather's voice who stood at the stairs still eyeing the blonde devil.

"Yugi! Someone is here for you." Grandpa called again, Yugi exited his room and found Mokuba standing in shop with a envelope in his hand.

"By decree of me and not my brother. You're here by invited to the Kaiba Halloween ball on Oct 31st." Mokuba smiled, handing the envelope to Yugi and jetting out the door with a bag of items. Seto was leaning against it staring at Yugi with a weird dislike that surpassed anything he had dished out earlier. Yugi turned to walk towards the living room while his grandpa once again locked up the shop for the second time that day. It was getting pretty late so Yugi just sat down on the couch to watched TV with the reappearing Malik. Ryou come around the corner of the stairway to join them. To Ryou sitting in front of the tv was boring there was nothing worth watching on. But As Yugi watched Ryou doodled on a pad of paper beside him leaving nothing to really talk about it. Then there was Malik who bounced in front of the TV so into the program he almost got up and danced with it. Yugi let a lopsided grin slip into to place as he watched Malik much to Ryou's surprise. But, Yugi just shook his face returning to the worry from that morning. Ignoring whatever half backed idea of a show they had been watching and what Malik was doing. Ryou looked from yugi to the show only to be annoyed by what he saw. The raving lunatic he claimed was his friend was doing his best to settle at Yugi's request. But nothing settles the blonde; accept the end of a show which was no where near close enough to coming. He went back to his doodle that was quickly becoming a sketch. Malik's Tattoo now fresh in his mind plus the tattoos both him and Yugi shared. He stopped and checked out the sketches that lined the page. Something didn't look right. It matched exactly accept for the hieroglyphics surrounding the tattoos. But, where did there tattoos come into play or let alone the representation of what the gods were suppose to be doing. Ryou mind slid to another subject something Bakura told him about. The Trinity Symbol is connected to Infinity. His words repeated in his mind like a bouncing ball or at this point a bouncing Malik. He could hear them as if someone much older was telling him. Ryou absorbed his buddies for a second and his mind switched again. He should be at home continuing what he was painting. But, when they were waiting for Yugi, Malik had said something that caught his attention. 'He should be Mine!" Ryou's mind reeled back to the pervious moment. 'Malik was acting stranger then usual lately.' He remembered him ranting about a certain boy for weeks and no one could figure it out. Ryou was positive that he hadn't touched his computer in weeks either. Ryou stood slowly and snuck to the stairs, luckily not noticed. Ryou headed to Yugi's room looking across it at his desk. The room was filled with darkness for this time of night and the desk lamp did little. He switched the over headlamp on before hitting the desk to search it for paper. It was small and very much like yug in its tidiness. He grabbed a stack of blank cards from the left drawer and stashed them in his pocket. Ryou took a quick look around; the closet was open and almost brimming with dirty clothes. He couldn't imagine that Yugi would ever not do his laundry but the proof was in the closet.

"But, his sudden dirtiness proves to be useful." Rummaging through his closet he grabbed a few select choices. He was going to turn the sweet little Yugi into a cat walking diva. "Bakura was right for once. This is fun." He folded the clothes on top of the clothes that worked just as well. The other he stashed into the dirty laundry that he knew Yugi would never look through.

"Matchmaker, Matchmaker mak me a match…" Ryou sang silently to himself. A few minuets of tidy cleaning to erase his presents from the room and to hand printed cards of romance. Ryou was ready to go back down. But, there was a snag in his plan. Footsteps clued him in that someone was going to catch him. He grabbed the tattoo Yugi had drawn and started sketching. How close he came, he breathed a sigh of relief when he looked innocently up at Yugi. Where was Malik he usually followed Yugi around like a lost puppy or more accurately lovesick puppy? Leaving him alone was never a good idea for long epically with a book filled with baby photos that oddly enough Malik wanted. Yugi looked pale and almost warned out. 'Was he chasing Malik around?' Ryou could only laugh inwardly at the thought it much have shown on his face and stopped abruptly with sympathy.

"What did he do this time?" He asked Yugi. Yugi walked to his desk and at the laundry he was now to tired to clean. Something Ryou had been counting on this entire time to make sure his plan worked.

"He has my baby pictures." Yugi said flatly.

"More then one? What does he need them for?" He said standing up to pat Yugi on the back. His hint bypassed the younger one as Ryou predicted it would. It was rather subtle. 'At least what he could have done was think about it.' Ryou made a groaning sound in his head moving to look Yugi in the eyes. He chocked back his laugher. His face showed he was amused but he couldn't over come it. The stunned tri colored haired boy almost glaring watched the boy as he once again found amusement in the situation.

"I'm sorry you just look so… Adorable." The now exhausted teen just threw himself on to the bed with a groan.

"Evil." He muttered through the pillow.

"Where is Mr. Evil?"

"He went home after I chased him around. Other wise he would be dead twice." Ryou laughed again.

"I'll leave you to your misery. Alright?" Yugi nodded. "You don't need me?" Ryou was more then happy to leave though he wanted to make sure Yugi was alright.

"I'm not that miserable." Yugi gave Ryou a hug before he left him.

Thanks: Thanks to Kenny who helped me write the first one. Thanks to created of Yu-Gi-Oh For the story line of Yu-Gi-Oh that helped me peace together this one.

More: Chapter Two is being rewritten as… I end my typing. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW