Pairings of this story would be as follows:

Blindshipping (Atem x Yuugi Mutou)

Gemshipping (Thief King Bakura x Ryou Bakura)

Bronzeshipping (Yami Malik (Marik) x Malik Ishtar)

Critias x Hermos

Timaeus x Yuugi

(mentioned in the entire story) Puzzleshipping (Yami Yuugi x Yuugi Mutou)

(mentioned) Persevereshipping (Duke x Tea)

(mentioned) Ardentshipping (Tristan x Serenity)

(mentioned) Puppyshipping (Seto Kaiba x Joey Wheeler)

Okay! This is the longest first chapter I've ever made... I hope you all like it!


Chapter One: The Descend of the Gods.

Song to Play: Dearly Beloved -Reprise- - Kingdom Hearts II soundtrack

"Yuugi Mutou, son of Hyou and Yuuka Mutou, do you know why you are here?"

Yuugi listed his head to meet with Ra's radiant glow. Obelisk and Osiris right by his side, smiling at the human in front of them. The tricolor-haired boy smiled back at the gods. "I have died, my Lord." He said, no regret in his voice whatsoever. "Although it somehow surprises me that I'm not in Du'at's Hall of Judgement."

The small human looked around in awe. He knew that he was in Ra's throne of heavens, where the Pharaoh of Ma'at resided. The room was beautifully golden hued, just like how Yuugi always imagined his other self's throne had been before it was reduced into dusty rubbles.

Yuugi had lived his life in fulfillment. He continued with his school in Domino high after the Pharaoh left for the afterlife, becoming one of the Straight As student, got into Domino University, and become an archeologist like his grandfather, who died a year after his graduation. Yuugi had never gotten married, because he realized that nobody will ever complete him the way the Pharaoh had. And Yuugi didn't want to get married with a person who couldn't complete him, it'd be just rude to him and to that person.

Tea, though, had always been faithful to listen to all his problems and happiness. She also chased her dreams all the way to the America, being one of the most celebrated ballerina there. It was a little different from her Broadway dream, but she said she was happy as long as she can dance. Unlike Yuugi, Tea moved on with her love life and found solace with Duke. They both lived happily in New York until the day Yuugi was admitted to the hospital because of his illness, old age.

Yuugi smiled as he remembered the people around his deathbed in his hometown in Domino city. There was Yuugi's energetic blond friend, who was still as happy as ever despite his old age. Joey Wheeler had eventually become one of the most celebrated chef in Japan, owning several restaurants of the highest quality. He eventually found himself swayed in with his long-time archrival's company. Seto-kun had always been the best for Joey, and for that, Yuugi was glad.

Tristan had become an automotive engineer, he'd always love cars and motorcycles and he was living his dream by owning the biggest automotive workshop in Tokyo. He had encouraged Serenity, Joey's sister, to pursue her dreams as well by sponsoring her in one of the swim meets. Now, she's a retired athlete with medals decorating her study and the mother of Tristan's triplets.

Ryou had gone to England right after he graduated from Domino High, continuing his studies there in Oxford. He'd become a very famous writer with his smash-hit books titled The Misadventures of the Thief King. He was sad about leaving the gang, but couldn't miss the opportunity to spend time with his finally-settling father. But he kept in touch with them.

Malik was also in his deathbed, encouraging him until the end. He was now head of the antiquities in the Egypt's government, succeeding Ishizu who died a few years back from an illness. All in all, Yuugi's death was not a sad one for him. He was grateful to Ra for giving him a meaningful life.

"Yuugi, we, the Gods, have decided to give you a gift that very few mortals have achieved." Yuugi instantly perked up, tilting his head in question. Osiris smiled at him. "Yes, Yuugi. We will let you see Atem once more." Yuugi's heart melted in happiness as a smile spread on his face. He could see him again? That was incredible! That was great! But...

Yuugi shook his head.

"Mou Hitori no Boku..." he whispered in a voice so full of wisdom that his 16-year-old self didn't have. "He is happy with his family and subjects now. I don't want to intrude his happiness, he has his own happiness, and I have my own." Knowing that the Pharaoh was somewhere in the afterlife with his family had always made Yuugi calm down in the hardest time of his life. And he had zero intention to intrude his life.

"Ah, that is what we wish to speak about, Yuugi." Obelisk rumbled softly. "Atem is no longer in the afterlife. He wished to relive his reign, and we granted that wish." Yuugi's amethyst eyes widened in surprise. "Oh," was the only thing forming in his mouth.

"For that reason, we want you to guide him, Yuugi. Atem was not the kindest person before, because he had never meet you. You have seen him before..."

The human nodded, knowing exactly what the gods were talking about. It was the hardest time to remember in his life. His other self had locked him in his soul room to plunge people who bullied him into the Shadow Realm. He nodded, understanding. "So, what can I do? I'm just a human, after all."

Ra smiled. "That is our other gift to you, Yuugi. From this day forth, you shall be the God of Kindness and Tranquility. Please guide the Pharaoh of Upper and Lower Khemet in our place."

Without further questions, Yuugi felt himself disappearing from the golden room.


High Priest Seth paced around the temple nervously. According to Isis' vision in her Millennium Tauk, a God was supposed to appear in his temple.

Why choose his temple and not the Pharaoh's? That was one of his prominent questions. It stood out more than the why factor of this god's arrival.

"Seth, calm yourself." Isis closed her eyes, her hand fingered the Millennium Tauk instinctively. "The god shall arrive shortly, as my Tauk had shown me." Seth then stilled as he eyed the center of his temple.

Suddenly, a sudden burst of light pierced the ceiling. Seth and Isis then ran to the middle of the temple, reaching for anything that may appear there.

But they certainly didn't expect a young, small boy with hair that was strikingly similar their own Pharaoh to appear. He appeared to be disoriented, as he walked out of the burst of light. He went straight to Seth before collapsing.

The High Priest immediately supported him, letting the god fall to his blue robes. The boy blinked owlishly at him with amethyst eyes that he'd never seen before. "Seto...-kun?" He then lost consciousness.

"Isis, please..." Seth pleaded silently to the Priestess, who then nodded and touched the unconscious boy's forehead.

Seth couldn't help but notice the stark difference between the High Priestess' dark skin and the boy- god's own milky white one. The god had similarities with their Pharaoh, but at the same time, there were so many difference. The Pharaoh's hair had three yellow bangs that strike up like proud lightning bolts, while this boy's hair hung limply, and there was a wild strand in this boy's forehead that the Pharaoh didn't have.

The boy's face was rounder than the Pharaoh's angular ones, he also held a very gentle and serene grace instead of the Pharaoh's terrifyingly commanding ones. But Seth thought that it was a given, since this boy was the god of Kindness and Tranquility.

"He is just unconscious, Seth. Now, let us leave this place and tend to him in the palace. The Pharaoh is waiting."


Atem watched the sleeping boy... god intently.

He was surprised to see the boy's pale skin that contrasted everyone in his Lands. There was a glow emanating from him in silent grace, he radiated kindness and tranquility... somehow.

There was something about this god. Something he couldn't fathom. Something that tugged his heart in a way he never knew. Just seeing this god sleeping soundly on the bed had made him feel somehow... safe and complete. He knew this god. But how...?

It had been fourteen of Ra's arising since Isis and Seth brought the god in the palace. The entire Sacred Guardians had seen him, some recoiling from his different skin, and some looked at him in reverence. The Pharaoh was somewhere in the middle, although he leaned on the latter. The sleeping god had looked so content in Seth's arms, as if he trusted Seth. He had Isis told him of everything she saw, and she told him that the first word that the god had said during his arrival was a name that sounds very much like Seth's.

And so, the Pharaoh watched as the god breathes in and out. His lips was slightly parted from the breath he was taking and he didn't show any sign of waking up.

"My lord..." Atem turned to see Siamun, his father's most trusted vizier. The old man looked worriedly at him, as if he was a mere child tending to a late-night activities. "Siamun," Atem acknowledged before turning his gaze back to the ethereal god.

"You need to sleep, my lord. You barely leave this chamber, after all..."

Atem ignored him. It was true that he spent much of his time here, in the room where the air seems to be a little bit cooler and the atmosphere was so much lighter, as if adjusting to the god's presence. The palace was always a little bit cooler than the deserts, but no room had come close to this room's... serenity.

"Leave me, Siamun." Atem asked as he kept his gaze on the god's sleeping form. "I... want to be the first person to speak to him after he awakens. I know naught of him, and I also want to know why he seems to trust Seth." His tone made no room for argument. Siamun nodded reluctantly, but then he did as he was asked.

When Siamun left, Atem braved himself to sit on the bed where the god is sleeping. His healers had come to check on him, all saying that they knew nothing of the god's prolonged sleep. Atem grew frustrated.

The Millennium Pendant glowed softly, as if reacting to Atem's frustration. But then, he realized that it wasn't so.

The Millennium Pendant glowed because the god had started to stir himself awake, not because of Atem's emotion. The god blinked owlishly and stare at his own fingers before turning his amethyst-colored gaze to Atem's own crimson.

Atem had never seen such a beautiful hue of color before. Amethyst was definitely one of the precious stones he had studied when he was a boy, but he had never seen it before. The light color had radiated innocence, something that Atem was not familiar of. Even Mana, his dearest friend, did not have such pure innocence in her usually energetic forest-green.

The god's pale hand reached Atem's face in a very soft and gentle notion. "Mou Hitori no..." his voice sounded like a melodic chirp of birds. But before it could reach Atem's face, he showed him a very sad smile before retreating his hand. The god shook his head with a very sad expression. And somehow, Atem felt the need to turn around. He did not like seeing the god's sad face.

"Welcome to Khemet, o god of Kindness and Tranquility," Atem greeted as he got out of the bed silently. There was a spark of loneliness in the god's wide amethyst eyes, but it disappeared almost immediately. "My name is-"

"Pharaoh Atem, son of Pharaoh Aknamkanon, beloved child of Ra and the Lord of Upper and Lower Khemet. I know..." The god had a very serene smile on his face, but Atem could still hear the sadness in his voice. "I am pleased to welcome you to my kingdom, o god of Kindness and Tranquility. We have received visions from Ra that you will be the savior of Khemet."

Another smile graced the god's lips as he gently patted Atem's hair with his pale and frail-looking hand. "I am merely someone of no importance," he said as he placed his equally pale feet to the stone floor underneath them. "You shall be the savior of Khemet. I am here merely on my selfish desire driven by my own weakness." There was severe regret lacing the god's voice, but Atem was far more startled by the fact that this god had actually touched him.

Granted, nobody could touch the Pharaoh unless those he permits to and the gods themselves. But this... boy who had such a calm aura to do it was...

"I am not worthy of your words, o God of Kindness and Tranquility." Atem was not a person who was born to sing praises to other people. Because after all, he was the person who would be praised upon his entire life, there wasn't a need for him to sing praises.

But the boy- god in front of him was no people. He was an entity, a god entrusted to his kingdom by Ra Himself. No matter how human-like this boy was, Atem was lower than him.

There was a slight frown on the pale god's face, as if he was displeased about something. But then it quickly returned to another kind smile. "I am Yuugi," Yuugi? Such a foreign word... "I am no god. I wish to be addressed with my name." Even when he was convincing Atem that he was not a god, the ethereal glow emanating from his pale body seemed to disagree with him.

But nevertheless...

"Yuugi..." The name felt so right in his tongue. It rolled of, translating itself to a word in his own language. Heba. Game.

The god shivered as he spoke his name. Why though? Why had the god looked like he was going to cry?

"Y-yes..." He stammered, very unbecoming of a god. "Pleased to meet you... Pharaoh."


Seth watched as the god of Kindness and Tranquility lied carelessly atop of the stone near the fountain. His hands stretched upright, as if he was trying to reach the stars above them.

One week had passed ever since the god woke up in the Pharaoh's presence. Nobody knew what had transpired between them, but it somehow changed the Pharaoh.

His king has always felt somehow... angry and empty. The Pharaoh left no room for anyone to enter his heart. He held respect for everyone in the Court, but never anything personal. In fact, it was hard to see the Pharaoh outside of the working hours. But nowadays, Seth could see that their Pharaoh was trying to be more... kinder.

It was no secret that it was the work of one god of Kindness and Tranquility. Almost everybody in the palace now held him in high regards because not only he was a god, He- Yuugi was kind and benevolent. If it weren't for his pale skin and the ethereal glow that he always seemed to radiate, everyone would have think that he was just a human. An innocent, kind, and tranquil human.

But it seemed that a few slaves that passed his chamber during the night had heard him sing a very sorrowful tone dedicated to a person, or god, named Yami.

Seth himself was an object of curiosity. The mystery surrounding the mysterious god were too much for anyone to handle, after all. So he purposefully made a wrong turn to pass the god's chamber. He sung an unfamiliar lyric-less melody, and yet it made Seth's tears leaked from his eyes. And before every song, the god would say to whom he tribute it to, and the name 'Yami' was always the first.

The god's normally cheerful and wise voice were replaced with ethereally beautiful melody that seems to know nothing but requiem. Sadness. Regret. All ugly emotions that had resided within criminals of Khemet in the shape of evil Ka... the god had transformed them into a very beautiful song.

"You are quiet today, Seth..." The god snapped him out of his reverie. He didn't look at Seth, his eyes were still transfixed in the stars above them. "Is there something wrong?" It was flattering to hear such concern from a god. Even though Yuugi was always kind to everyone in his presence, Seth always knew that he was treated somewhat special.

"I was just thinking about how mysterious you are." Seth answered bluntly, earning a burst of laughter from the small god. "What do you want me to tell you, Seto-kun?" Seth narrowed his eyes as the god giggle like a child. At times, Seth noticed that the god will call him with a different name, but he will look so much happier, so Seth didn't inquire more.

"If you don't mind me asking, how old are you, Yuugi?" Normally, no god would ever allow him to refer to this casually. But Yuugi smiled to him appreciatively. "I'm... about 84, no... 85 years? Yeah, 85." Seth was rather startled. Yuugi was the epitome of a child, he looked about 13 summers instead of long 85. It reminded the High Priest that the boy before him was no child. That explains why Yuugi held so much wisdom in that seemingly frail body.

"You reminded me so much of him, Seth..." The god mused to himself. "Seto-kun..." But then he mumbled away in a language that Seth didn't comprehend. It was foreign and it was beautiful, probably because Yuugi was the one who spoke it, but the language sounded beautiful anyway.

"I was supposed to guide him..." Seth turned as he heard the god mumbled to himself. "But how can I do it when seeing his face reminds me so much of..." The god buried his face on his palms. "Yami...!" This one was a desperate whisper. "It's been more than 60 years since he left me, Seto-kun..." A broken sob. "Why can't I just... move on? Why?! Why does it tear me so much when I'm with him?!" Seth tried to approach the boy, only to have the god explode into particles of light.

Seth was startled. He frantically looked around the courtyard, but a few minutes later, the usual heartbroken requiem sounded throughout the castle. Seth frowned, but closed his eyes and let the melodies embrace him.


The song had sounded.

Atem looked up from his throne, snapping out of his tranquil attempts to ignore a rambling peasant in front of him. And the peasant too, looked up from his long speech about thieves. "What is that?" He asked, rather uncouthly.

Siamun whispered a warning murmur of 'Pharaoh' to him immediately, thinking that he had lost track of the conversation. Atem closed his eyes before exhaling, making the peasant stiffen in his place.

"The god of Kindness and Tranquility has sung for the Goddess Nut. I think it is time for you to leave." Atem dismissed the man and left his throne, ignoring the bumbling Siamun behind him.

When he was alone, Atem rested his back to the stone wall and rubbed his own temple. The song reminded him of something... no, reminded him of something was not the correct term. It made him feel nostalgic.

But why? And most importantly, how? He had never heard this kind of melody before the god sung it for the first time a few Ra's journey ago. But it made his heart ache with loneliness...

Unable to contain his curiosity, Atem decided to go. He wanted- needed to ask Yuugi about it. The god had always treated everything around him with kindness, so it was normal for absolutely everyone to seek his company. But there were three people that Atem noticed the god had treated slightly different from the others.

The first one would be Teana, the head harem dancer and the not-so-secret lover of one of the soldiers placed in the border patrol duty Hiroto. Yuugi would always show a glimmer of gratitude and faith whenever he spoke with her. And the second would be the most obvious, Seth. Yuugi seemed to trust Seth more than anyone else he had encountered. Given Seth's fearsome reputation of being one of the cruelest High Priests, this had confused Atem. But he accepted that the god seemed to be somewhat more... humane around Seth.

The last one would be himself. He was also treated kindly, but Yuugi would reprimand him if he was wrong, phrasing his words like he was just voicing his opinion while in actuality he was guiding Atem throughout his judgments for his people. Be kinder, see yourself in their eyes. Yuugi had taught him that.

But the way he looked at him... Yuugi's normally kind, tranquil, wise, and cheerful amethyst eyes swam with so many emotions that Atem could not comprehend no matter how much he tried. There was gratitude, regret, admiration, sadness, regret, and even sometimes... love.

Atem did not know what Yuugi felt for him, but he was slowly finding himself wooed by the god's silent determination. Atem, the widely-known merciless ruler of Khemet, found himself falling in love...

The ruler of Khemet then found himself in front of the door to the god's sacred chamber. He stood silently, listening to the last stanza of the wordless melody fade into silence. Atem touched the door, his heart aching for something he could not explain.

"Who is there?" The god's voice chimed melodiously. Atem opened the door silently as he faced the amethyst-eyed god let out a startled noise. But then he resumed his usual calm demeanor again. "Evening, morning star." Atem found himself being wooed by the way Yuugi seemed to use his many titles with such a caressing gentleness. "What can I do for you?" He asked humbly, unbefitting for a god.

"That song..." He could see Yuugi's body stiffen a little. "It was beautiful, little one." How the title of endearment came out of his lips was a mystery to Atem. It had been how his mind referred to the little god sometimes, but he had never sounded it out loud. The reaction had been instantaneous. Yuugi's eyes narrowed with sadness and water had flowed from his sad amethyst eyes.

He turned away from Atem, facing to the endless night sky in front of him. The Pharaoh could see his little back quaking in a horrifying silence.

Had he insult the little god?

"Yuugi... I apologize. 'Tis not my intention to offend you." Atem breathed out slowly as he felt his heart tearing itself. Apologize. Now. In front of him, you are not a King. You are a mere human. You need to apologize.

But Yuugi turned to him, and Atem certainly didn't expect the god to be reduced into tears. "It's been 60 years... since anybody called me that..." Atem could faintly hear the word 'Yami' coming from Yuugi's incoherent breathing, but he dared not to ask. "He-" The god sounded so broken that Atem thought that he was choking the word. "He was the one who made me who I am today. He taught me strength. He taught me about life. He taught me everything. And yet... I can't even face you. I think that after 60 long years without him... I can do it. I can meet him again with a proud smile on my face and guide him into the man that he was supposed to be... But..."

Suddenly, Atem could feel foreign darkness creeping into his domain. But he didn't know where it came from. He was stunned by the sight of a god so kind and wonderful breaking down in front of him. Yuugi was a mumbling mess, and it didn't feel right to see a god of Yuugi's caliber to be so sad.

"I want to disappear..." The darkness grew stronger, and Atem's heart felt like it was going to melt from the sound of Yuugi's voice alone. "I failed the gods... I failed Ra... I failed myself... and most important of all..." Yuugi looked up to him, his ethereal glow was now shining violently. "I failed him."

"Yuugi!" Atem exclaimed as the light burst out violently from Yuugi's entire being, leaving the boy unconscious. Atem reached for the light without thinking, but a burst of emerald-tinted darkness swallowed it before he could reach for it.

Atem then reached for the falling god, but then the darkness captured him. And from Atem could see a man with a hair that was very much like his own, only with sea-green tips instead of crimson at the end and a silver lightning bangs instead of golden. He captured the sleeping god firmly in his hands, smiling as he did so.

"Release him!" Atem shouted, readying his Dia Diahnk. But the figure who looked very much like him only smiled mockingly. "Why thank you, Pharaoh." Sea-green eyes met with burning crimson in a heated battle of determination, but Atem's eyes immediately diverted to the sleeping god in the stranger's arms. He instantly felt defeated.

"I have sensed him ever since he appeared in your Lands a week ago. He holds the key to resurrect my people and I had needed his light-filled soul. Thank you for breaking him, Pharaoh. His light is exactly what I need..."

Atem was stunned into silence as the stranger placed a chaste kiss on the god's temple. "Don't worry, I will keep him happy. I will provide him with a safe place where he could sleep and be adored for all eternity. You should come visit him sometimes." Atem raised his arm, attempting to summon his shadow beast. But the stranger then snapped his fingers and he flew away to the stone walls.

"Nuh-uh. Don't do that. Now come, Yuugi, let us go to your new home." The sleeping god showed no sign of waking. "Yuugi...!" Atem whispered desperately. But as his consciousness fade, he didn't hear any response. He could see the stranger, Yuugi, and the radiant light that had belonged to Yuugi, went away to the darkness.

But a very small glimmer of light had stayed behind with the unconscious Pharaoh, as if it knew that its home... was with this darkness.


Ryou Bakura had lived a fulfilling life.

He managed to snatch the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer in such a young age and had made the list of best-selling author. The Misadventures of Thief King was a really smash-hit, laced with ancient historical fact, brit sassiness, and some heavily implied gay romance in a form of intense bromance between the Thief and his Healer friend.

That was why he was rather surprised to see himself in a the throne of gods in his death. He had died in accident, and he didn't have any regrets. In fact, he was rather looking forward to see Yuugi again. The guy was his best friend in life and hopefully, in death as well.

And he was also surprised to see Malik here with him. The guy had little regrets, all of them went away like a water vapor when Yami forgave him for what he's done in the Battle City tournament almost 6 decades back. And the energetic Egyptian had been with living his life rigorously since then, not wanting to regret anything.

Malik had been in the car with him, the two of them refused Kaiba-kun's offer to go with him and took the car Malik had rented himself to go away from the hospital where Yuugi died.

They both mourned. Joey and Tea may have been Yuugi's longest friend. But Malik and Ryou were fellow hikaris. Granted that they didn't have an intense bromance (Read: gay romance) with their yamis, but they knew how it feel to have your darker half ripped away from you.

Maybe that was the reason why Malik was so distracted and hit a massive truck, killing them both instantly.

"Hey... are we supposed to give our hi to the god before leaving for the afterlife?" Ryou asked Malik, who frowned. "Of course not! We were supposed to go to the Hall of Judgement, get our sins balanced, and then go to either heaven or hell! Why are we in throne of gods?!"

"Rise, dear lights." Both Ryou and Malik instantly rise to their feet to see the gods looking at them with a barely suppressed anxiety on their faces. "We have summoned you here for a reason. We have not much time, so I will simplify it for you. Your fellow light had been swallowed by darkness-"

"No way! Yuugi won't ever succumb into darkness!" Malik retorted hotly. Ryou nodded. Yuugi? Swallowed by darkness? What a lot of bollocks!

"He... had been stolen by the darkness. Yuugi was swallowed by his regret for not telling the Pharaoh about his true feelings and the guilt he had for not being able to face that Atem was not Yami..." Osiris had been the one to talk. Malik and Ryou could hear waves of sadness within Osiris' voice.

That had sounded like Yuugi. His darkness came from his humility... Yuugi was a true hikari.

"What can we do for him?" Ryou asked. He knew that if the gods had called them, there must be something they can do to bring Yuugi back. Ra exhaled deeply before standing up from his golden throne.

"Become gods! Descend upon the ancient past and retrieve your fellow light from the darkness! This is an order!"

"Even if it isn't an order, we'll still go to save him!" Malik retorted. And Ryou nodded, determination glimmering in both lavender and brown eyes. The gods smiled.

"Then I order you to descend. Ryou, god of wit and intelligence, and Malik, the god of fire and chivalry!"

Both former mortals then felt themselves tore away from the golden throne of gods. It was agonizing, but it was worthwhile. They both watched as the clothes they wore diminished, replaced with a very soft and silky white shenti and shirt. They were adorned with gold and jewelries, and they turn younger... just like the days they would try and save the world.

But then they appeared in a very dark tunnel with no source of light at all except for a lantern held by a boy with dark lavender eyes and spiky hair that pointed to all direction.

Ryou immediately turned to Malik, who looked like he'd just seen a ghost.

"Aw damn! When I say I summon the god of fire, I was expecting some kind of a horned demon who would burn the place up the moment he appeared!"

"Same here, Marik." This time, Ryou was the one who paled. That gruff voice and condescending manner of talking... he couldn't be wrong...!

"When I say I wanna summon the god of wit, I was expecting a crafty old sod who knew everything about thieving. Not some wimpy-looking girly boys like them!"

When Ra told them to save Yuugi... he didn't tell them that they were going to be summoned by their own yamis. Neither of them expected to find the very people who managed to scare them, and yet complete them at the same time...

But for Yuugi, they will have to make it.


The melody Yuugi sang is Dearly Beloved, Kingdom Hearts' soundtrack. This entire fic is a tribute for that song. Listen to the Reprised one, or whichever version that makes you the most sad.

Yes yes I made Timaeus the villain of this story. God I just love him in every fic he's been mentioned. He should be used more often! I like Dartz, but watching the abridged series makes me lose all seriousness about his character XD

Please, please, please review. Tell me what you like or don't like. I need the reviews because this is the first story that I actually read with plots. The others are just like... hobbies. (Except A Dark Silence, that one is also a brainchild not a hobbychild)