KPN: First fanfic, so be nice. I have no idea where this story came from, all I know is that it'll be sick and twisted.

Yugi: Uh........ duh?

KPN:.......... What?

Yugi: Everyone already knows you're sick and twisted. grins

KPN: pouts You adorable little brat. I can't even come up with a comeback with that face.

Yami: frowns I know how you feel.

Yugi: chibi-like But yami..... sniff

Yami: Dammit... not the... FACE! covers eyes

KPN: Haha... no doubt that is why I like you.

Yugi: sticks his tounge out and giggles

Kaiba: appears reluctantly by Malik(hikari) in kitty costume sniffs I don' wanna...

KPN: Yugi?

Yugi: chibifies

Kaiba: Darnit. How can anyone resist the sadistic little twerp.... crap. Kokoro Pocky Neko does not own YuGiOh. But in some awkward way, she seems to get Yugi to obey her.

Yami: shudder That can lead to some problems.....

KPN: Read and Reveiw

Reconsider

by: Kokoro P.N.

Prologue

Something about that particular night had made me fix my gaze from the ground to the sky. Little did I know, but the next several months would be hell, all told in good time. But in my heart, I could feel it. I could feel it.

And it cut me to the bone.

So there I stood, in the dark, stormy night, letting the rain pierce my skin.The ice cold droplets poured down like a waterfall on the city of Domino. I knew I should have gone inside, but there I stood, like a drunk in boxers during a snowstorm, letting myself get drenched. A loud clap of thunder made me jump.

At that very moment, milli-seconds after the thunder, a spasm of pain volted through my body. I cried out and fell to my knees. I touched my left side with my hand, and when I pulled it away it was drenched in blood.

"Yugi?"

It wasn't thunder. It wasn't lightning.

"Oh my god... YUGI!!!!"

It was was a gun shot.

I saw a tall shadow racing toward me. I couldn't figure out who it was. My vision blurred as the ground rushed up to meet my face. I felt embracing arms around me. The last thing I saw was a pair of deep cerulean eyes stare horrified into mine as my mind slipped into unconciousness.

CHAPTER 1

KAIBA POV

RIIIINNG........ RIIINNNG....... RIIIIIIIIIIIINNNG

"Come on Mokuba, pick up the god damned phone!"

As if on cue, he answered. "Hello?"

"Hey Mokuba...."

"Big brother!? Where are you?!?"

"Listen Mokey, I'm sorry..."

"You said you'd be home at eight! Now its ten-thirty...."

"Mokuba, something came up. Have Jackson drive you over to the hospital. I'm sorry I didn't call before, but they didn't allow cell phones in here..."

There was a pause on the other line. "All you alright? What happened?"

I sighed. "I'll explain later. Just get over here."

"Okaay... " Click.

I let out a long breath of air as I fell back into the armchair. I felt uneasy being in this damn waiting room. There was a little kid curled up to a sleeping teenager's chest, looking at me from across the room with bright blue eyes. I shudder inwardly. It was if he knew what was going on and felt sympathy. I mentally slapped myself. ' Lack of sleep....' I told myself. 'Insomnia... just lack of sleep. There's no way a baby can know what is going on.'

I looked away from the boy and tried to focus on the television, which was playing fucking Stuart Little. I swore under my breath and closed my eyes.

"Sir?"

"What?"

"Do you want a blanket? It will be a while before you can visit your friend. He's in ICU. Besides, you look pretty beat."

"Nah. I'm waiting for my brother," I replied, looking away, "Thanks anyways..."

She hesitated a few seconds before walking away.

"Big brother!"

Mokuba came racing from the elevator. He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face into my chest.

"What happened Seto? What happened?"

"It... it was Yugi...."

His eyes widened. I gulped and looked away, somewhat regretting I have ever found Yugi in the first place now. I would have sworn that stupid baby glared at me. I shook my head.

"He got shot."

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YUGI POV

Where was... where was I?

Beep beep beep

I squinted and let my eyes adjust to the light. What had happened? I turned my head to the side, and saw Joey curled up in a chair sleeping, his face tear streaked and his hair matted. Next to him was Ryou, who was laying across four chairs. I couldn't see his face; his back was turned away.

"Yugi..."

I turned my slowly to the other side. I was staring face to face with my yami.

"Ya-yami?" I tried to sit up but hissed as pain rushed through my left side. I felt strong arms catch me as I fell backward. I looked into his crimson eyes and gasped at the worry I saw in them.

"What happened Yami? Why am I in here? What's going on?!?" I cried out. He shuddered and pulled me into a deep embrace.

"None of that matters now. Your safe, and that's all that matters."

I shivered involuntary and let my head fall onto his shoulder as he held me close. Something warm touched my cheek. I looked up a stared in disbleif as Yami, the 5,000 year phaoroh, cried.

I was about to speak when Kaiba walked in.

"Kai-ba? What are you doing here?"

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but quickly shut it. He looked at me then Yami then me again.

"Gomenasai..." he mumbled. He walked out.

"What... was that about?"

"Kaiba found you on the street unconscious and took you to the hospital..." at the confused look, he added, "you were shot in the back."

Suddenly, the room stated to spin. I moaned. Yami loosened his grip on me. "Are you okay?" I nodded weakly.

"Who.... how long was I out?" I said, a barely audible whisper. Yami looked away. Just then there was a rap at the door.

"Come in." I jumped at the voice. Ryou had awakened and sat there rubbing his eyes. A tall man came in with a business suit on.

"Is this Mr.Yugi Mutou's room?"

"We don't need any damn reporters, ya hear?" Joey muttered, still in a ball with his eyes closed.

"I'm not a reporter. I'm a social worker..."

My eyes widened. Joey nearly fell off of the chair.

"What are you talking about?" Yami said coldly. The man backed up.

"Oh no... it not like you think it is... Sakura, come here for a second." A little girl about six years old stepped out from behind from the social worker. She had bright violet eyes and black hair with blonde highlights that was tied into two ponytails. "This is Sakura. Sakura Mutou. She is you sister, Yugi."

I was speechless. Joey looked at him as if he were nuts, Ryou stared at me, and Yami stared at the girl.

"She has no other living relatives that can take care of her. If you can't take care of her, we'll have no other choice than to send her to an orphanage."

All eyes focused on me, I knew it. But my mindwas elsewhere. Sakura... Sakura...

That couldn't be Sakura... it couldn't be.

Sakura was dead.

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