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Yami sat in his classroom, the teacher had held him back once again to talk to him. He wondered what it was about this time.

Yes, Yami Sennen was a trouble maker at the school; he pulled pranks, didn't pay attention, and wasn't one of the best people ever. Yami's parents constantly scolded him yet he didn't care, for Yami, education didn't truly matter.

"Yami Sennen, I have a series topic to discuss with you," Mrs. Damana, who was Yami's teacher said. "If you don't get your Hospitality Credit, you won't be graduating this year with your classmates."

"Whatever, I can get a job at a sushi place or something," Yami said with a shrug. "Education doesn't matter to me."

Mrs. Danama shook her head, "I knew you were going to say that, so I assigned you to a young boy at the hospital named Yugi Mutou." Yami muttered something; Yugi Mutou...what a weird name for someone to have. "You shall start tomorrow after school, 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. at Domino Main Hospital."

"SERIOUSLY!" Yami yelled at the top of his lungs, "you can't do that." Yami was beyond pissed now.

"Of course I can Yugi, I'm your teacher," Mrs. Danama said, "so, head on home now and see you tomorrow."

Yami walked out of his classroom and saw Jounouchi in the hallway, waiting for him.

"What did she talk to you about now?" He asked as they started to walk towards Yami's locker as the other boy just sighed.

"She assigned me to go to the hospital to watch over some lame kid," Yami explained, opening the locker and taking out his backpack. "From 4:00 p.m. up until 6:00 p.m."

Jounouchi snickered, "I feel so sorry for you man, what's the kid's name?" They started walking again.

"Yugi," he answered, he really wanted to change this conversation.

"Never heard of him, I wonder if he's older than us," Jounouchi said to Yami.

"Who cares, I get my credit then I never need to see him ever again which will make my life easier," Yami said as they left the school and headed home.

Next Day

Yami took the stuff out of his locker, knowing he had to head over to the hospital now. He sighed, he knew he was going to be bored; he could use his cell into a hospital so he took his comic book in there with him.

Yami waited at the bus stop, a lot of people gathered who were waiting to go somewhere; Yami guessed some of them might be going to the hospital too.

Before he knew it, the bus arrived; Yami dug through his school bag for his student bus pass, he walked up the steps and showed it, he took a seat and looked out the window. He couldn't wait to get this day done and over with. He had planned to head out with Jounouchi and Honda then for some dinner, Honda had invited Yami to the arcade but he explained his current situation and Honda had wished him luck dealing with a child.

The bus soon stopped and Yami got off, he was at the hospital seeing a bunch of cars leaving and entering the underground parking lot.

Yami hated hospitals for so many reasons. One reason was because of the smell they had, second it was because of all the sick people, and three because he wasn't a fan of germs and didn't get want to get sick. Yami had prayed last night this kid didn't have some type of disease he could catch.

Yami entered the entrance, he smelt that hospital smell right away bugging his nose. A secretary sat on the phone then she hung up and looked at Yami.

"How may I help you young man?" She asked in a polite tone. The lady had blue eyes and blue hair, she was probably in her late forties.

Yami put a fake smile on his face, "I'm looking for Yugi Mutou's room number; I'm here for a credit I need to do for school."

"Oh, you must be Yami Sennen then. Yes, your teacher called me a couple days ago and I told Yugi that he had a visitor coming now; the poor boy can't get out much. May you can change that for him. His room is on level C and room number 250."

"Okay thank you," Yami said as he headed towards the elevator, pushing the big C button.

"I wonder what she meant by he doesn't get out much," Yami said to himself. The doors opened as Yami walked out of them then headed down the hall towards the hospital rooms until he finally reached the door.

Yami opened it, seeing a young boy in the bed; he looked exactly like himself but with lovely amethyst eyes which were circle and rounded, his hair didn't look like lightning bolts or anything. He had star pajamas on.

The young boy looked up, "You must be Yami, I'm sure your teacher told you I'm Yugi."

"Yeah," Yami said looking at the younger boy, he seemed so happy, so what was wrong with this boy?

Yami looked around the room, it had one big window and the walls were painted blue, near the boy was a red bag with games in it and who knows what else was there.

"How old are you Yugi?" Yami asked somewhat curious.

"Me? I'm 16 years old, and you?" Yugi asked as he looked up at Yami from the white hospital bed.

"I'm 16 too," Yami said as he pulled a chair near the bed.

Yami still couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, the words of the lady from the front desk still were in his mind.

"Yugi, how long have you been in the hospital?" Yami asked the boy as he looked at Yami a bit curious but then smiled.

"Nearly my whole life, I've been in a hospital. Both my parents died in a car crash, I lived with my grandpa for a little with special treatment; my doctors would come by every once and awhile to see me but then my grandpa died so they brought my back here. They took my favorite games from our game shop."

"What do you mean 'special treatment?'," Yami asked Yugi as the young boy smiled.

"When I say that, it means I can't walk; I am paralyzed from the waist down, so I use a wheelchair," Yugi explained.

Yami's eyes went wide.

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