DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH OR KAYLA. KAYLA IS PROPERTY OF ANGELA AND MINIMIX.

Self-Destrutcion

"Wow, this library is bigger on the inside than it is on the outside!" Ryou exclaimed in a hushed voice.

Ryou, Yugi, and Marik, otherwise known as the upcoming band the Hikaris (not), had traveled to Chicago to a) celebrate their graduation, b) visit Anzu and c) relax.

The relaxing part had been working well. So far.

"Isn't it? I love coming here," Marik said. "Ishizu took me every where while I was supposedly back in egypt," he told them.

"Cool! Dueling books!" Yugi exclaimed loudly, running over to them. Ryou giggled.

Things had calmed down since Yami had left. The whole Millenium Items thing was over. EVerything was going to be Okay. Except Ryou, Yugi and Marik felt empty, Yugi felt lonely, Ryou felt troubled, And Marik, well, he felt relief. After all, his dark was an evil psychopath that sent him to the shadow realm. Even Ryou didn't get that kind of treatment.

Suddenly, a voice break the peace. "No, you CAN'T look at the dueling books! Remember why we're here Yami!"

Everything seemed to stop for the trio. They all looked at each other, and Yugi mouthed the word "Yami?" to them. Ryou and Marik nodded. Yugi took off through the library.

"Yeah, Yami, let the pretty little girl find her tech book," another, familiar, deeper voice came. And this one was male. Marik gulped. And he ran faster. But not out of hope, like Yugi.

"Shut up you perv," came the girl's voice.

"I was just gonna-" Yami's voice came. Yugi broke out into a fully-fledged run.

"Gonna what?" said Bakura's voice as they rounded a corner. A foursome came into view. "Gonna abandon your little sister? WIth two psychopaths?"

They came upon them. Sure enough, dressed in various outfits suiting their personalities, were Yami, Malik, Bakura, and a little twelve year old girl.

She was not deathly pale, for she got out sometimes. She was more spirit Bakura's skin tone. She had jet black hair and forest green eyes. She was shorter than an average twelve year old by about two inches. And she was glaring at Yami.

"Yami!" Yugi shouted, and tackle-glomped the eighteen-year-old. Or five-thousand-eighteen year old. or whatever. Yami stared at the boy clinging to him.

"Yugi?" Yami asked slowly... Ryou and Marik stood idly by, watching the pair, and their Darks, warily. Yugi buried his head in the Dark's chest.

"You remember me!" he exclaimed. Yami blinked.

"Of course I remember you, you're Yugi Motou, the current top duelist. But why are you hugging me?" Yami asked.

Yugi pulled away. "WHat do you mean why? We're friends!" Yugi nearly cried. His eyes began to sting.

"We've never met before! Though I wish we had, you're awesome. For a weirdo-hugging-guy."

"Can we get back to ME?" the twelve year old insisted. Yugi looked at his feet and Yami nodded.

"Yeah, I guess. but this THE famous Yugi Motou!"

"Yeah, and you look just like him. Get over it. Jus' like that guy looks like Baku-chan, and THAT guy looks like Malik-kun," she said, pointing to them in turn. She paused. "Hey wait a sec, is there some kind of clone conspiracy going on here?"

"No," said Yugi, looking at her, "These are our darks. Our past lives-"

"And my split personality," Marik added.

"Maybe we should start with introductions," Ryou said. The girl put her hands on her hips.

"You think I'm gonna buy that crap?" she sighed and cradled her head in her hands. "Let's do what the other white haired freak suggested."

"White haired freak?" Ryou parroted.

"Yes, did I stutter?" she snapped. "Now, I'm Kayla Inichi, this is Yami Inichi, Bakura Yono, and Malik Gould. How about you?"

"Yugi Motou," said Marik, motioning, "Ryou Bakura, and Marik Ishtar."

"Good. Now what?" Yami said.

"Now, we find my book," and she and her crew began walking off. There was a long silence.

"Wait!" Yugi cried, speaking again finally and chasing after Yami. They stopped. Yugi paused, huffing, in front of Yami. "You, you can't just leave! You're one of my best friends! My partner! We sacrificed for each other!"

Yami shook his head. "I don't remember any of that. And I've never met you before..."

"But-"

"Now leave my brother alone," Kayla snapped, slipping her hand in Yami's and starting to walk again. Yami Bakura and Yami Malik paused, then followed. Yami Yugi kept looking back at Yugi, who just stood there, stunned.

"You know, he does look familiar," Yami said slowly. Kayla sighed.

"That's from the mirror," she said bitterly.

"And all that Dueling Television," Malik piped up.

Yami cast one last glance back at the boy. "Yeah, I guess so."