Killer Fandom

A/N: As stated in the overview of the story, this is a sequel to Silhouette. If you have not read Silhouette, I suggest that you do. The stories, obviously because of this being the sequel, are very thickly interlaced and cannot be understood without the other.

Thank you to dragonlady222, CutePiglet, Guest, Soysauce, Arlownay1991, ilovemanicures, and pro-alipro for reviewing the final two chapters of Silhouette, you guys are amazing!

I do not own Yugioh – this is my one disclaimer for this entire story, so heed it, lol.

Chapter One

June 28th- Calgary, AB- 4:00pm.

Violet eyes scanned over the new article on the front page with disgust, fingers crumbling the edge of the page.

Fan mail continues to flood the Prison where the Caduceus Killer, Alphonse Caine, is currently full filling his sentence in, along with the Police mail boxes. As known, Alphonse Caine is being held in prison for fourteen life sentences for murder and one twenty-year sentence for attempted murder, torture and kidnapping. It is still not known who the surviving victim was, nor is it known if that individual is receiving the same letters of aggression as the police and prison are. Police Chief Rick Harlen has released a public statement stating that the situation is being handled and the websites and emails in which these emails are being traced. He has released nothing about the details of the case, and the surviving victim, as stated, still remains anonymous. With all the circulating rumours, hopefully some more light will be shed on this situation soon.

"What ever happened to human decency?" Yugi muttered, folding up the newspaper and chucking it on the nearby seat. Gaining a quirked brow of confusion from Mokuba, whom was sitting across from him in the back of the limo, raven hair cut short and neatly spiked. Still not used to the transition, and how much more it made him look like Seto, Yugi pointed to the front page of the paper. "People sending fan mail for a serial killer. Been reading that story for the past week now, people have been sending emails and paper letters to the police and to the prison boasting about how amazing this Alphonse guy is. Some even go to the lengths of practically worshipping him. It's disgusting."

Mokuba shrugged, "Welcome to modern society, never said it was pretty."

Seeing the sign for the airport Yugi released a sigh of relief, shifting in discomfort and re-adjusted his scrubs, "His flight was on time right?"

Double checking his phone quickly Mokuba nodded, "Yep, he said he's waiting for us at the terminal. Hopefully he listened to me when I said bring an umbrella," he chuckled, noting the massive thunderstorm raging overhead.

"So you sure you two will be alright moving everything over to that guy's house, what was his name?"

"Horakhty," Mokuba answered with a deviant smirk. "Yes, you've got everything packed right?" Seeing the nod in answer Mokuba watched the limo begin to pull into the terminal entrance. "I met up with him earlier and got the key, he said they have the room cleared out for you already. He even punched me, playfully mind you, for staying in the hotel for the two weeks that we have, he would have rather us stay at his place instead of waiting in a hotel till my brother got here."

Glancing out the window and stifling a laugh at Seto's noticeably wet figure as they pulled up to the curb by the terminal. "Well, I still need to find something to thank him with before I come home tonight; hopefully I have time after my shift."

"He doesn't want anything," Mokuba interjected, watching Seto clamber in growling and soaking wet before slamming the limo door closed. "He said he'd clobber you if you try. So, my recommendation, don't."

Pouting Yugi crossed his arms, "Fine."

Plopping nonchalantly into one of the seats Seto signalled to the driver to go, snarling in disgust he wrung out the bottom of his black trench coat on the floor of the limo. Flipping open one of the compartments he unburied a towel and a new coat, wrenching off the coat and folding it neatly on the floor cerulean eyes lifted as he vigorously dried off his arms, "Do not say a word, little brother, or I will make you an inch shorter." Hearing Mokuba snort Seto glared harder, chucking the now damp towel at his brother. Catching it with ease Mokuba, still a child at heart, stuck his tongue out at his brother.

Smiling in amusement Yugi glanced between the two brothers, these were antics that he had become used to over the past ten years. Seto and Mokuba both had become closer to him over the years since the Ceremonial Battle, and especially since he had graduated High School. Since Anzu, Hondo and Joey had moved to the States for university he had become quite close to the brothers seeing as they were all that was left in Domino, along with Ryu whom had been his roommate back in Domino. He was thankful that his move was not badly affecting Ryu, the young man had moved into a dorm with a roommate from his class for his last year of university and would be moving out to Calgary after he got his degree. The two of them were a lot more quirky then he ever would have guessed, especially when they think no one is looking, at least anyone with a camera.

"How was the flight Seto?"

Diverting from his brother's bizarre antics, ie. Making faces at him after he stole back the towel, Seto directed his attention to Yugi, roughly dry his hair with the towel. "Long, glad it was quiet," he said, folding the towel absently and shoving it back into the compartment. "Got a call from my assistant, I am going to be going straight into the office unfortunately. She said something went awry already with the computer systems, I am going to remotely fix them, it will be easier than depending on someone else to repair it. Sorry Mokuba, you are on your own with the moving tonight."

Waving dismissively, not concerned, the younger Kaiba smirked, "I've got a bunch of hands to help me anyway. His roommate is going to be home tonight and a few friends that I made while I was down here. I should be find."

Checking his watch Seto murmured out, "What time was your shift at the hospital again Yugi? Second week there you said you were doing nights?"

"Yeah, doing a six to four ten hour shift, I am in the ER thankfully tonight, they are short nurses down there," he responded. "Basically they are rotating me through all the damn wards until they decide if I can handle doing the ER ward without some upgrades."

"I thought your courses transferred over?" Mokuba piped up, vision returning from staring out at the road, Deerfoot Trail was badly back up and his curiosity was mildly peaked.

Yugi shook his head, "Apparently here, in Alberta especially, they have a specific yearlong specialization course for Emergency Room nurses that is a lot more in depth than mine was. The course I took was only a few months. I looked over the course passing requirements, and I did not learn all of it in my courses. They basically said if I do well, and show I can learn fast, they will consider it and give me the rapid course. I guess they need nurses' pretty bad, nurses and EMT's are hurting people."

"A lot of people quit two years ago and moved down to the states," Mokuba expounded. "There was a huge accident here, something about a crane that was being operated by a drunk employee. If I remember right, because I got here just after, he lost control of the crane and it fell destroying a few buildings and one of the C-Trains. It was pretty messy; a lot of nurses and EMT's basically said screw it and moved to the States, they get paid better down there for dealing with the same crap."

"They would cringe then if they knew what you were making while you were working at the Domino hospital, huh Yugi," Seto said pointedly, scoffing. "Don't you make almost double here?"

With a nod Yugi glanced out at the road, seeing the Glenmore exit he sighed in relief, he was not going to be late for work at least. "Yeah, with the conversion it's pretty close. Cost of living is high here apparently for the rest of the country, but it's lower than Japan, so that helps."

Hearing the beep of a cell phone notification Seto and Yugi glanced at Mokuba, the young man pulling out his cell phone. A scowl crossed his face before putting it back in his pocket, "Your future roommate," Mokuba said quietly. "He's warning that there is an accident on Glenmore, we may be delayed in getting you to work. He's just leaving the accident scene, said it's still being cleaned up."

"Damn," Yugi cursed. "Glad I've still got an hour before I have to be there."

All three looked up, started as red and blue lights flashed from nearby and the loud whir of a siren blared outside. Feeling the limo move to the side they all glanced out the tinted windows and watched an ambulance and police car go blazing past heading down Glenmore in the direction of Rockyview Hospital. Mokuba almost chocked back, glad when he saw the unit number and that it was a different driver controlling the wheel of the vehicle. His surprise could have been ruined right at that moment. "They must be coming from the accident too," he said trying to distract Seto and Yugi.

"Looks like you are going to have a busy night Yugi."

Scowling the amethyst eyed man sunk into his seat, "Apparently."

"And another night full of questions again," Mokuba jibed, grinning at Yugi.

Expression deepening the young nurse sighed darkly, "I would really love to meet this person that everyone keeps asking me about. My supposed twin that everyone seems to know but won't give me any bloody hints. I am starting to wonder if it is a prank they are all playing. I am going to hurt someone soon if I get another 'Do you have a family member in EMS?' or 'Do you have a cousin or twin working as an EMT'. It is driving me insane!"

Snickering Mokuba crossed his legs, trying to hold in the want to laugh outright and expose his entire plan, "Who knows, people here have a different sense of humour than we are used to."

With a stiff shrug Yugi looked out the window of the limo at the pouring rain, face lighting up when a bolt of lightning hit the ground and thunder roared overhead, "Apparently."

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9:30pm – Kaiba Corp. New Head Office – Calgary Downtown Core.

Seto was fuming, hands drumming on the desk in front of him while the other held his cell phone up to his ear. The anger in his face illuminated by the massive computer screen in front of him. The nearly ninety-inch custom screen dominating a large portion of the wall, the KC symbol in large print in the centre of the screen.

Just after dropping Yugi off for his shift, he had directed the driver to take him straight here. Mokuba, with a wink and a grin, had waved good-bye to him and told him to call when he was ready for a pick-up. At the moment, that is who he was on the phone waiting for, but not to get the driver to come bring the limo back for him.

The instant he had gotten into the building he had rapidly, but with dignity, made his way through the silent and mostly dark building up into his private office. Once opening up all the systems he had scanned everything in Kaiba Corps main headquarters back in Japan to find the glitzes his assistant had spoken of. He was very quickly puzzled when he found that there were no existing errors, nor had there been any report of any for weeks. Brow furrowing in confusion he rapidly called in to speak with the set of night time technicians. Gaining confused answers from them saying that nothing had happened and that his assistant had not even been in the building nor contacted, Kaiba had promptly hung up the phone, mind racing.

This smelled wholeheartedly like one of his brother's usual little games. Frustrated, and now currently stranded, he had picked up his phone and forcefully pounded in his brother's number. He'd be damned if he took a taxi, especially if this was Mokuba's fault.

"Hey, bro, what's kicking?"

"I am really getting sick of your little games," Seto said, his irritation radiating in his tone. "I have far better things to be doing with my time after an extensively long flight than dealing with your antics. Get the limo over here."

"Ahh, so you finally caught me, took you long enough," came the amused laughter from the other end. "I am already on my way, just finished moving all of Yugi's things over to his new place. Also, just so you are aware, they have invited us back over there tomorrow night for a BBQ, and I accepted. It's time you finally meet my friends from the great white north!"

Scowling Seto tightly clenched the phone, "Seriously Mokuba, what has gotten into you. I am used to your pranks, but bossing me around, I don't think so. I do not partake in frivolous behaviour."

"Oh come on! It's just a BBQ, they will have food, liquor and a fire. You have never done anything like this in your life, you might just enjoy it!"

"That aside," Seto said steely, giving in to the small demand without voicing it. "Why did you make me come all the way up here when you know I am exhausted. This is just down right cruel."

"Because, I did not want to spoil my little surprise until tomorrow. It's going to be spoiled for Yugi because he lives there now, but you I want to see your reaction."

"To what pray tell?"

"Now now, that would be ruining the surprise, and I want the surprise to remain exactly that. Now, I am here, come on down bro and we can head back to the hotel. We have a long day head of tomorrow of house hunting before we go to the BBQ."

Quizzical expression crossing his face Seto looked down at his phone when it clicked, signalling to him that his brother had hung up. "What the hell is the little bastard up to now," he grumbled.

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11:55pm – Rockyview Hospital

The hospital had grown quiet. It was almost as silent as a morgue, the smell of disinfectant and heavy duty cleaners not helping the concept.

Holding a clipboard in his hands Yugi completed his rounds, his foots steps echoing loudly in his own ears, along with the doctor that he was following. Jacob Ryant, thankfully the only one so far that had asked if he had family here, trekked slowly beside him. They did not have many patients in the ward right now, for the most part they had been moved to the appropriate floors by now. Three patients were sleeping in their beds, all waiting for test results, a quiet family member sitting with them. None were in serious condition as of yet, they were all stable until proven otherwise with the tests. The patients from the car accident earlier had long been moved, and so far that had been the most eventful part of his evening.

"You got lucky," Jacob murmured to him, a smile gracing his features when Yugi looked up at him. "This is the quietest night I have worked in the ER for a while. Shit may still hit the fan later on, but the start has been pretty damn quiet."

"Knock on wood Jacob," called a nurse from down the hall, she was sitting at the main desk in the centre of the ward. A pretty little thing, dark hair thickly curled and pulled into a tight bun and soft hazel eyes. She had been pretty friendly so far. "Don't ruin our good luck."

Stopping Jacob knocked on the wall until he found what he was looking for, "Ah, there we go, a stud."

Yugi laughed brightly, "I have never heard of that one before."

Jacob winked, "You will learn some pretty bizarre ones working here. Especially when the EMT's and cops are in here, they are quite the quirky group."

Coming up to the desk Yugi politely handed his clipboard over to the nurse, Natalie if he remembered her name correctly. Sighing deeply he glanced up at Jacob, a question formulating, "So, who the hell is this guy that everyone keeps asking if I am related to him, or is this a giant hoax?"

Quirking a brow Jacob leaned against the desk, "You really are serious when you say you have no idea who he is?" Seeing Yugi nod, an innocent and curious expression on his already still baby face. Scrubbing his jaw the doctor pursed his lips in thought. "He's one of the paramedics that works in the city, kid grew up here."

"Are you talking about Horakhty?" Natalie interjected, holding up an apologetic hand.

"Yeah," Jacob grinned. "He's freshly back, been back for a year now from injury and stress leave."

"Horakhty?" Yugi said in recognition. "Wasn't that the patient that was the tester for Kaiba Corps joint products. Had a full knee and shoulder replacement didn't he?"

Jacob blinked before narrowing his eyes, "You know about that?"

"Mokuba is one of my best friends; he mentioned it to me before he came out here for that year. And he's been non-stop randomly mentioning the name since he got back. Apparently the procedures went well?"

"I was the surgeon," Jacob murmured, crossing his arms stiffly. "Considering his prognosis was that he would never walk again, and he's now running around again like nothing happened, yeah I would say that the procedures went far better than expected."

"What happened?" Natalie asked, crossing her arms on the desk. "No one ever said what happened to him, and it was never in the papers. He had pretty serious injuries if I remember right."

Freezing Jacob gulped roughly and shook his head, "I cannot disclose that, he and the police that were on his case have decided it keep it confidential, for his safety. But, what I can tell you, is that it was no accident."

Taking the hint not to press, Yugi moved on to another question, "Horakhty, is that his last name?"

"Yes, his first is…"

"Ambulance 1119 to Rockyview Hosptial," crackled a voice loudly over the radio.

Surging around the desk Jacob grabbed the radio, "Go ahead Ambulance 1119."

"We have a man suffering from several gunshots, ETA is less than five minutes. His vitals are not stable, already stopped the rig once to bring back his pulse, over."

"Alright, we will be ready for you, over and out." Scrambling again, this time back around the desk he gripped Yugi's arm and shoved towards the ambulance bay. "Speak of the devil, this is his ambulance, you get to finally have a face to the puzzle."

Stunned Yugi hurriedly kept up, snapping on a pair of gloves he called back to Natalie, "Get Bed 1 prepped stat, run and tell the OR that they will have a patient soon as well!"

"You got it," she called out before Jacob and Yugi slammed through the door and barrelled outside.

Standing under the awning they both watched silently as the ambulance roared into the bay, the rain pounding heavily down on it. Heart racing for more than one reason Yugi let the adrenalin pump through him, time to get to work. The ambulance swerved up in front of them, coming abruptly to a stop a few feet from them. The back doors slammed open while the EMT who was driving, a dark haired young man with bright green, his expression panicked. With a jump step Yugi and Jacob both ran in the cold sing of the rain to the ambulance.

"Soren, hurry up and get back here!" Craig yelled out loudly from the back as he jumped out, bald head already soaked from the rain.

"I'm coming," Soren snapped, green eyes diverting to the two running up to him, throat going dry as he did so, eyes falling on Yugi. "What the fuck, since when did you have a twin."

"What are you talking about dipshit," Craig snapped, pulling out the stretcher, grabbing Soren and forcefully whipping the young man around. "Get the backpack numbskull."

"What is the status," Jacob demanded, peering into the ambulance.

"He falling, barely got a pulse, step back," came a deep voice from within the ambulance, Yugi's heart skipping a beat again. "Hurry Craig, his breathing just dropped, I am not doing CPR in the rain again!"

He recognized that voice, throat tightening in reflex Yugi peered into the ambulance as the stretcher was pulled out, the other EMT dropping the IV lines on the stretcher before taking the back end of it and jumping out into the rain. The man did not even have to lift his head for Yugi to know exactly who he was, his mind instantly began racing in five thousand different directions. Crimson eyes finally lifted up and locked with his, the man's strong voice faltering as he had begun to relay vitals to Jacob, thankfully keeping his footing while pushing the stretcher. Stunned they both stared at each other for a few split seconds, neither speaking until a voice pulled them back. All Yugi was thinking was the slow death he was going to beat Mokuba into.

"Yami, what's his Spo2?" Jacob said loudly, gripping Yami's arm as they rushed into the hospital and out of the rain.

Snapping back into reality Yami responded quickly, gaze locking with Jacob's, "Eighty-five percent. Three gun shots, two to the left side of his chest and one to his hip." Pivoting his end of the stretcher Yami kept his footing firm, aiding Craig pulling the stretcher parallel with the hospital bed. Grabbing the spine board and waiting for Soren and Yugi both to quickly unstrap it from the stretcher, he listened to Craig count out before they moved the board over in unison, loud grunts coming from both of them considering the patient was three hundred pounds of muscle. "He has been unconscious and unresponsive," Yami continued, hands rapidly reassessing the man's airway while Jacob pulled out his stethoscope.

"How long has he been unconscious?" Yugi asked, checking the IV lines and hanging them.

"Unknown," Soren responded, yanking the Lifepack from between the patient's legs and securing it on the stretcher. "Someone found him like this in the middle of Heritage drive, Police have no idea how long he was there for."

"You had to give him a trache?" Jacob noticed, glancing again at Yami for an answer, the young man's hands squeezing the oxygen bag attached to the device protruding from the man's throat.

"Could not get an OPA in, and with the facial injuries," Yami stated motioning towards the extensive amount bleeding and obvious deformity of the nose. "There was no way I could get an NPA in safely."

Quickly observing it Jacob nodded, impressed, "Good job, whoever did it," seeing Craig point at Yami he smiled quickly. "Get him hooked up to all the machines stat, and I want a full secondary set of vitals. Yami, Craig, Soren…I need you guys to say here till I can get this guy to the OR, all I have is Yugi here and Natalie, the other nurses are in the other wards."

"You bet," Soren answered absently while checking over all the covered bullet wounds.

Yugi, doing a quick palpitation of the chest flinched in shock when he felt the sensation of something bursting under his hand. Looking down he saw his hand was just below the man's rib cage, within seconds he could feel the rush of blood underneath his hand free flowing into the man's stomach. "We've got a rupture!"

Yami immediately reached over him, smaller hands pushing his aside and feeling the same gushing sensation beneath the man's skin cringed. "Craig, get me some disinfectant, Soren get me a scalpel and a clamp now!"

"What the hell are you doing?!" Yugi cried, watching in horror as Yami cut away the remainer of the man's shirt.

Yami ignored him, looking beyond him to Jacob whom was running to the phone in the room, "Jacob, his aorta blew, we got to open him up or he's going to bleed out before we can get him to the OR."

Pivoting back around Jacob was about to open his mouth when the cardiac monitor went off, "Shit, his hearts dropping. Go ahead Yami, I give you the directive!"

Yugi, too stunned to function, watched with his mouth agape. Craig sloppily covered the patients abdomen with the yellow sterile disinfectant used for surgeries with a sponge. Gloved hand reaching out Yami snatched the scalpel out of Soren's hands. With careful precision Yami cut a three inch incision, slowly cutting through the layers of skin and fat before breaking through to muscle. In one easy stroke he broke through and immediately blood gushed out of the wound, soaking the young man's arms thickly. Facial expression not changing Yami called over to Yugi, his one hand delving into the wound, "Yugi, grab the clamp from Soren, I need you to be ready with it when I find the aorta."

Nodding dumbly Yugi reached across and shakily took the clamp from Soren, the other EMT sent him a comforting smile before green eyes settled back on Yami.

Biting his lips Yami fished around carefully, feeling for a pulse, the sound of the monitor beeping not distracting him. He could feel the pulse; it was faint, signalling to him to go deeper. Hooking his hand under the rib cage and up till half his forearm was buried he finally felt the full strength of the pulse. Closing his hand instinctively he felt his digits grab hold of the profusely bleeding artery, "I got it, give me the clamp," he said, voice breathless, hand reaching over his shoulder and taking the clamp from Yugi.

"Is it tearing?" Jacob asked running back over, finished calling down to the OR? Seeing Yami shake his head as he shoved his other hand in with the clamp. Coming around he stood behind Yami, peering over the young man's shoulder.

"Clamped," Yami gasped out, just as rapidly pulling his hands out of the wound. Soren was ready, covering the incision with a thick amount of sterile abdominal pads. Eyes glancing to the heart monitor machine Yami felt elation surge through him. "His heart just stabilized at sixty beats per minute."

"Craig, Soren, help me wheel him up to the OR, Yugi take Yami to get cleaned up!" Jacob yelled, snapping the hospital bed from its attachment in the wall. Without a second thought or any hesitation, the three men wheeled the bed out into the hallway and in a frantic pace to the elevator.

Bloodied hands crossing in front of him to warm off dripping everywhere Yami cautiously turned to look at Yugi, taking in the slightly taller version of himself along with the wide violet eyes he swallowed hard, "Nice to meet you, sorry I cannot shake your hand."

Yugi looked at Yami's arms and cringed, tentatively reaching out he guided Yami by the shoulder to one of the industrial sinks across the hall. "That…that was amazing," he stammered, turning on the taps and testing the water temperature. Glancing back at Yami he saw the young man shrug before shoving his hands under the water, snapping off the gloves first before scrubbing the bare skin with soak. "I did not think that was in EMT's scope."

"Under medical directive here, as an EMT-P, I can," Yami answered quietly, cold hands appreciating the cold water. With less vigor he rinsed of the soap taking the towel Yugi offered to him. "Otherwise, normally, that would not happen. And, most doctors but him won't give me the go ahead." Finishing drying his hands and arms Yami extended his hand out to Yugi's. "Yami Horakhty by the way."

Taking the extended hand, stunned that it was smaller than his own and still stunned that Yami was smaller than him by a good two inches. He swallowed hard, he forgot how much he grew, trying not to snicker he smiled instead, "Yugi Motou."

"Did you say Motou?" Yami question swiftly, his face puzzled. "Do you have any family that you know of named Akalia or Kyki?"

Yugi stiffened, hand reflexively tightening on Yami's, "Kyki is my mother's name."

Baffled Yami shoved his hands in his pocket, disengaging his one from Yugi, "That's my grandmother's sister. Spelt K-y-l-i right?" Seeing Yugi nod Yami swallowed hard, suddenly finding it hard to breathe. "I did not know she had kids, then again my Grandmother lost contact with her a few years before I was born."

"My Mom did not have a sister," Yugi muttered, suddenly uncomfortable. "That I am aware of at least. Grandpa doesn't talk about it much, and my parent's died before I was a year."

Hand covering his sweat damp brow, suddenly feeling faint, Yami leaned against the nearby wall, tired crimson eyes trained on Yugi's face, "This, is kind of overwhelming right now."

"Yami, let's go," Soren called out bounding down the stairs, almost bouncing over to them. "Shifts over if we can make it back to Whitehorn before dispatch calls us out again." Stopping Soren, as if hit by a secondary thought – a rather blunt one – directed his gaze to Yugi. "Hello twin, I'm Soren Drayven."

Glaring, but lacking fervour, Yugi frowned, "Yugi Motou."

"Wait," Soren said, a light bulb clicking. "Isn't that your Dad's moms maiden name?"

"Yes," Yami said somnolently, hand reaching up and rubbing at his shoulder, a sharp twinge going through it.

"Then are we looking at evil cousin come back?"

Yugi sighed deeply and crossed his arms, "Very funny."

"Dunno," he added, voice going quieter, grip tightening on his shoulder. "Sorry to cut this short Yugi but we have got to go; do you have your cell phone or some paper handy?"

"Yeah, right here, why?"

"I'll give you my number," Yami said, pushing away from the wall, lifting his gaze to Soren's concerned ones. "What?"

"While you do this, I am grabbing an ice pack," he stated with finality, striding away and not giving Yami a chance to protest.

Noticing Yami cradling his left arm Yugi questioned, quickly taking down the number Yami prattled off, "Is that the arm you got the implant on. You are the tester patient right?"

Crimson eyes narrowing in suspicion Yami ground out, voice going hard, "How do you know that?"

"I'm your new roommate, the friend of Mokuba's."

Realisation washing over him Yami cursed softly, wincing when he moved his shoulder, "The little bastard, I knew he was up to something."

No hesitation running through him Yugi snapped his hands out and placed them on Yami shoulder, catching the flinch he scowled, he could feel intense swelling under his gentle palpitation. "It's definitely going to need some heavy duty ice tonight for it to feel alright tomorrow."

Dark ruby eyes met his, emotions flickering through them, none of which Yugi could read. Yami, unsure what to do with the sudden contact, pulled back a bit, glad when Soren came bounding back towards him. Hissing quietly as the cold of the icepack met his shoulder, Soren slipping it into his shirt with careful hands. Right hand coming up and stabilizing the ice pack Yami murmured out, "I know the drill, two and half years dealing with this I know it needs," flinching at hearing the harshness in his own voice.

Yugi recognized the tactic; this Yami was not much different from the Pharaoh so far, "Just stating the obvious, that's all. Though I suspect that if Soren did not grab you the pack, you would not have been putting one on until you got home, and if you get called out again it's just going to get more and more agitated."

Yami scowled at him while Soren let out a loud chuckle, head tilting back to emphasize it. "Oh I love it, an outside source agrees with me. See Yami, you are a stubborn mule."

"Soren," Yami said warningly, briefly catching Yugi's stifled giggle. "Don't push it, remember, I am your ride to my house for Dead Space after this." Yugi could not hold in the laughter when Soren dramatically pouted, even went to the lengths of hunching over and pitifully petting Yami's arm.

"But…but Yami….you love me, Dead Space would not be as epic without me," Soren whimpered, putting his puppy eyes into play. Seeing Yami smile warmly at him he bounced up, knowing full well that he was forgiven. "Yes! Epic necromorphe massacre coming up!"

"Soren, you are the biggest freak know in existence," Craig yelled from the stairs. "Now, stop doing the damn pee dance and let's get going home."

Smartly saluting, causing Yami and Yugi to both let out a similar giggle, Soren grinned, "Yes, sir Mr. Craiggle sir."

"I could make your balls shrink," Craig said, a devilish grin on his face, Soren immediately shrunk and covered his valuables with his hands. "Good, now let's go, my bed is calling me. Yami, is your shoulder good enough to drive with, or should I take the reins from you. Wait, don't answer, because I am."

Yami scowled yet again, turning to look at Yugi as he walked away, "Call me when you are off, I'll come pick you up, better than you taking a taxi."

"But I'm not off till four."

Soren grinned, "I can guarantee we will still be up playing vigi-games by then."

"Thanks," Yugi said quietly, watching them stride away and out the door. In the silence his mind began to churn, not realising that he was voicing it out loud, and glad no one was around to hear it. "I guess I wasn't the true reincarnation after all, Atemu."

A/N: Alright, this is mostly for the people that in earlier reviews of the story requested for more Yugioh characters. I have always been planning on doing this sequel since I got a few chapters deep into the fan fiction version of Silhouette. And yes, for those that did not know, and I don't know if I mentioned it, this story was originally a novel that I had planned on writing. Furthermore, I am still writing the novel version. I had the story idea for Silhouette whirling in my head for a while, but with the lack of confidence I had because of not writing for almost two years, I was not confident in being able to do the story justice and it having a hope of being publishable. So, to feel more comfortable, I found characters in Yugioh that were sort of similar to the characters that I had created and decided to do a fanfic test run of the story and see what the reception was going to be and if I could actually write the genre. Let's just say I am greatly encouraged, and am fervently developing the novelized version (which is actually going to be significantly different, especially in the way of there being no Yaoi obviously and a lot of key plot elements have changed, and I have to go back and change a lot in terms of the two leads being as they are the original characters and not Yami and Bakura. They are two very different people, especially my lead character Ryan (ie. Yami) who is a exceptionally different person and I have to go back and incorporate his personality. The problem with Ryan was I could not find a character close enough to him, so I just chose Yami whom I have always been comfortable writing –whether I do him justice or not is a different thing entirely) and hopefully will have it complete in the next year. Anyway, thank you so much! Review please :D