SW: My first sequel! Thank you to all the reviews and follows and favorites on the prequel!

Malik: Let's hope it turns out well.

Ryou: You mean you hope you won't die in this one?

SW: Enjoy!

Yugi laughed at a joke his boyfriend of three years had just made. They were sitting in his car and were stopped at a red light. Atem looked over at Yugi with love and leaned over to peck him on the cheek.

Yugi blushed but couldn't keep the grin off his face. "Pay attention to the road, Atem!"

The man looked back to the road and made sure the light was still red. He turned back to Yugi with a smirk, leaning in close. "It's still a red light, Yugi. We've got a little time."

"We-Well, um-" Yugi looked away from the captivating crimson just in time to see the light turn green. "It's green now! You can go!"

Atem gave a small sigh and turned back to the road, ignoring the annoyed honking behind him and pressing on the gas. He didn't see the flashing blue and red lights on his left, and he didn't see the approaching headlights.

Yugi looked over and saw the car speeding away from police lights. He gave a scream and reached over to the grab the wheel to try and get Atem to turn away from the oncoming crash. But he wasn't quick enough. The car was hit dead-on and Yugi felt it go airborne, his body feeling lightweight. Everything was in slow-motion and he looked out the window to see cement.

Atem reached over, his head bloody, and covered Yugi's body with his own. Yugi could see the ground approaching and braced himself when they hit-

Yugi screamed and launched himself out of his bed, his tangled mess of sweaty bed sheets following him. He sat up from the ground with a jolt, his breathing heavy. When he had calmed down enough to comprehend what had happened, he sighed and ran a hand over his face. It had been almost a year since the accident and he was still having nightmares about it. He was just glad he hadn't woken up his grandfather.

He looked at the time and decided it wasn't worth it to try and fall back to sleep, so he stood up and walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he got out he grabbed his duel deck and backpack and made his way to the kitchen, thinking over what had happened that fateful night.

He and Atem had been on a date and were heading home. A criminal had been found after escaping from prison and was trying to run away. He had sped right through a red light, and hadn't seen the car in front of him because he was looking back at the police cars. He had died on impact, but he wasn't the only casualty that night. By throwing his body in front of Yugi, Atem had saved the boy's life, but sacrificed his own. A piece of metal had found its way under the airbag and would've impaled Yugi, but Atem's body had slowed it down, and it never touched the boy.

Yugi had been unresponsive for weeks after the crash, he had only recently started talking again, and his friends had started to relax around him. It had taken a lot of convincing on Ryou, Joey, and Malik's part to get him to believe that Atem's death wasn't his fault, even though there was a small part of him that never really believed what his friends were telling him.

Yugi sighed and ate a small breakfast, thinking of the future he and Atem had been dreaming of. Atem's father was going to resign and pass the company on to the next generation and Yugi was going to be right there with him, they had been planning to get married after graduation.

Now, the Kibo gaming company was going to Atem's cousin, Seto, and Yugi was in a never-ending circle of remembering what was and what could have been.

He sighed again and stood up, gently sliding his deck into the side pocket of his backpack, and headed off to the first day of school.

Yami sighed and placed down Dark Magician, using a small amount of shadow magic to make a mini version of the duel monster appear above it. As he waited for Marik to make his move, he looked to the left, out the plane window, taking in the thousands of feet that was between him and the ground. Not that he was nervous or anything, Yami was perfectly sure that this death trap of a private plane would be able to get him safe to Japan. He hoped.

Marik laid down a monster in defense and a facedown, either a magic or trap card, but by the look on Marik's face, it was a trap. Yami snorted and drew a card to start his turn. "You have a horrible poker face."

Marik frowned and crossed his arms, making sure his cards weren't facing Yami. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means," Yami placed Jinzo down on the game field, making the monster show over its card, "that I know that you laid down a trap," He attacked the facedown with Dark Magician, watching how Marik growled at not being able to use his trap card, "and I can win." He finished his turn by attacking with Jinzo, and eliminating the rest of Marik's life points.

Marik swore under his breath and gathered the cards on his field and graveyard, reshuffling them into his deck. "Again."

Yami smirked and gathered his cards as well. "Haven't you learned your lesson yet?" He handed over his cards and took Marik's offered ones, shuffling them before handing the deck back. "It's, what, the fifth time I've beat you? You aren't going to win."

"I will!" Yami had to give Marik points for determination, but he doubted that it would pay off. Sighing, he drew five cards to start the game and looked over to the other two occupants of the plane cabin. He wrinkled his nose in disgust before turning back to game and back to ignoring the sounds the two were making.

Akefia stuck his tongue into Bakura's mouth, smirking as his was met with equal lust. Akefia pushed Bakura into his seat, placing his knee in between Bakura's legs. Bakura growled and gripped the back of Akefia's head with one hand while the other reached over the side of the chair to the handle that kicked back the seat. Once Bakura had accomplished that, Akefia took the opportunity to straddle the man now lying backwards.

The two broke for air, Akefia dragging his teeth on Bakura's bottom lip, and thinking to himself that Bakura looked quite sexy when he was out of breath. Bakura gripped Akefia's shoulders and brought them down, letting him get close enough to nibble on the lobe of his ear and trail his tongue around the appendage.

Akefia's breath came out huskily and he smirked as he dropped his hips down, earning himself a pleasured groan from under him. Hands slid under the back of his shirt and Akefia pressed for another kiss, which was readily answered.

Bakura pushed his tongue forward, twisting it with Akefia's as the two fought for dominance. Not that it mattered. The man growled in the back of his throat as Akefia shoved his tongue into Bakura's warm mouth, sweeping it across the back of his teeth. Just because he was aroused didn't mean he had to like it. He pulled his hands from under Akefia's shirt and trailed them up his back, tugging teasingly on the chopped strands of hair at the base of Akefia's neck.

The two continued to kiss and didn't notice the new entrance to the cabin. Marik and Yami looked up from their card game to see Bakura's mother enter. Rolling his eyes in annoyance, he slipped his cards into his carry-on, having seen the glare the woman had sent him when she saw the game.

"Now, Yami, you know how I feel about you four playing children's card games." When Yami opened his mouth to answer, the woman cut him off. "Yes, I know I'm not your real mother, so I can't tell you what to do, but after the," she paused as if looking for the right word, "unfortunate accident that killed not only your parents, but those of Marik and Akefia, I decided to take you under my wings."

Marik snorted, completely ignoring the annoyed look it got him, not caring about the parents he rarely saw, and kicked his feet up onto the table that they had just been playing cards on. "Still doesn't explain why we need to go to Japan with you." He, Akefia, and Yami were all perfectly capable of taking care of themselves, having done so for most of their lives. In all honestly, when their parents had died, there had been no real shift in their lives, and, at least on Marik's and Akefia's part, they were glad that the controlling idiots who thought they could order around teens they never saw were gone.

The woman shrugged. "Family business." She looked over at her son, smiling politely as if the man wasn't in the middle of a make out session. "Do any of you need anything? We'll be arriving in Japan shortly, so this is your last chance to eat before we land."

Marik made a gagging noise at the mention of plane food and Yami's mouth twitched as he held back a laugh, deciding it wouldn't be good to get on Bakura's mother's bad side. He had seen it before when she dealt with shareholders and it wasn't pretty.

The woman scowled at the two as if they were unwanted nuisances, which in her opinion, they were. They stood in the way of her taking over the largest production company in the world. They provided materials for different products in almost every country, and had important connections, including in major companies like Kaiba Corp. When Yami, Akefia, and Marik's parents had created the company together, they had left out Bakura's only parent as if sensing the woman wasn't exactly right in the head, leaving her behind in the dust. Now, the three children were all going to inherit equal portions of the company and the woman would get absolutely nothing. She turned on her heel and walked out of the cabin, to the sound of Marik's insane laughter.

Yami went to back to staring out the window, waiting for Marik to calm down again. 'This is going to be so strange. Sure, we know Japanese, but the customs are so weird there.' No longer hearing laughter, he looked at Marik and saw him staring at the ground below them as well. "Don't forget we have to put our last names first when we introduce ourselves."

"Yeah, yeah. And use those idiotic honorifics, blah, blah, blah. Stop being such a mother hen."

"I am not a mother hen!" Marik smirked as Yami got riled up, finally something exciting.

"Says you." The man chuckled as Yami huffed and turned back to the window, even though his source of amusement had went away, it didn't make it any less funny.

Yugi giggled and shook his head at the look of concentration on Joey's face. "It's your turn, Joey!" Before class had started, Joey had turned around in his desk to challenge the gamer behind him to a Duel Monsters match.
"Give me a min', Yug'. I think I might actually win this time!" Ryou laughed at that, watching the duel from the desk to the left of Yugi and shook his head. "The only chance you'd ever have at beating Yugi, Joey, is if he was asleep. And had his hands tied behind his back. And even then you wouldn't have much of a chance."

The two duelers blinked at the polite Ryou, who just shrugged. "Malik told me to say it, he said he would be busy and he knew you were going to challenge Yugi."

Just as the bell rang, Malik walked in, smirking behind him at the trail of swooning fanboys and fangirls that followed. He looked over the classroom, catching the eye of a blushing girl, before winking and moving through the room to talk to her.

Yugi sighed and put away his deck for the start of the class, ignoring the protests from Joey. "Malik's at it again."

"What'd ya expect? 'E's at the top of the pecking order now." All three shook their heads as Malik slid into a desk to the right of Joey, putting three folded pieces of paper on the table, most likely containing phone numbers.

"We're seniors, guys! It's awesome, right? Only one more year and we're out of this hellhole." Malik leaned back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head. "Not that I won't miss the fan club…though I'm sure I'll find another one in college."

Yugi laughed and pointed to the pieces of paper. "Are those what I think they are, Malik?" The lilac-eyed boy ignored the disapproving tone and grinned.

"If you're thinking they're phone numbers, then yes. I have more in my bag, of course." Joey rolled his eyes as Malik slipped the three phone numbers of hopeful girls or boys, it was no secret Malik was bisexual, into his backpack to join the others just as the teacher walked in.

"Good morning, class. I'd like to introduce four new students to our fine establishment. So, please Wheeler-san, pay attention." The rest of the class snickered as Joey's head jerked up from the table, the teacher had only just started talking and already he was falling asleep. Gasps replaced the laughs as the new students walked into the room. "If you'll please introduce yourselves…"

A man with tri-colored hair and ruby eyes stepped forward. "My name is Kage Yami." Yami glared as the whispers grew. He knew he had an accent, but he didn't think it would cause this much shock.

"Yes, well, take a seat behind Motou-san. Yugi? Please raise your hand." A quivering hand rose in the air and Yami walked toward it, taking in the rumors that were flying.

"Oh my gosh, he looks exactly like Atem-sama!" "He was even given Atem-sama's old seat!" "Do you think he's a ghost?" "He's so hot, I don't care if he's a ghost, I'd date him!" "I wonder how Yugi must be feeling…"

Yami passed by the boy called Yugi, his eyes lowered, and his hand shooting back down, still staring at his desk. Wondering what was happening, and who this 'Atem' was, he looked over at the albino who was worried about the boy he sat behind. As he sat down at his desk, his eyes widened when he saw the Bakura look-a-like looking back at him in curiosity. Noticing that he was caught staring, the boy blushed and quickly turned back to the front of the class, burying his nose in his textbook. 'Nope, definitely not Bakura.' Yami smirked to himself and looked to the front of the class where Marik was introducing himself.

"Yo, I'm Akuma Marik." He winked at the class, smirking as the girls all squealed. The teacher tried to hold back a groan, 'Great, another Malik.'

"Alright, Akuma-san. You may sit in front of Bakura-san and to the left of Wheeler-san." An albino boy and a blonde raised their hands and Marik's eyes widened as he moved to his seat, before remembering that the teacher was addressing the students by their last names.

"Hey, Bakura! This kid looks exactly like you! And his last name is the same as your first!" Ignoring the blush on the kid's face, he turned to the front of the class to see Bakura occupied with other things. "Oh, never mind, I'll tell you later." He sat down at his desk, completely bored with his surroundings, until he got a glimpse of a certain blonde. The boy was separated from him by another blonde, but his wasn't the shade of white sand that Marik was admiring. No, the platinum blonde with lilac eyes had Marik's full attention, but that person was staring at the front with eyebrows raised.

There was a round of gasps, and a boy had to rush out of the room with a nose bleed, but everyone saw the scene in front of them. Akefia had pressed Bakura against the chalkboard, his hands on either side of his head.

Breaking the deep kiss slowly, Akefia looked over at the teacher as she coughed lightly. "I'm sorry, I think you're interrupting something."

"You might want to get that cough checked out though." Bakura smirked before he was pulled into another kiss.

The teacher huffed and placed her hands on her hips. "PDA is against the rules here at Domino High, if you don't take your seats, I'm afraid I'll have to send you to the office." A smug smile went across her face as the two broke apart, shrugging and looking over at the teacher.

"Sure." Bakura walked over to the only remaining open desk with his hands in his pockets, sliding over the top of the desk to land smartly in the chair. He winked over at the albino peeking at him from around a textbook to his right, smirking at the squeak that followed. "Senshi Bakura's the name, don't wear it out." He announced to the rest of the class, glaring at anyone he had deemed was staring for too long, sending them whirling in their seats to face the front.

Akefia smiled brightly, something that sent shivers down the spines of the three in class who knew him. "Where would you like me to sit, Teacher? There aren't any seats left. Oh, I know!" He moved around a desk and plopped himself into a swiveling chair…that belonged to the teacher. "Nice to meet you class, my name is Dorobo Akefia."

Rolling his eyes at the resulting glare contest between Akefia and the teacher, Yami laid his head on one of his hands, taking in the hunched over form of the boy in front of him, the not-so-sly glances Marik was sending someone with the same shade of hair he had, and the smirking Bakura. 'This is going to be a long year…'

SW: BTW, Kibo was Atem's last name and it means hope in Japanese, Yami's last name Kage means shadow, Marik's last name Akuma means devil, Bakura's last name means warrior, and Akefia's last name means thief. Oh, and if you're confused, PDA means Public Display of Affection!

Atem: I didn't even in make it past the first chapter!
Malik: *fist pump* I didn't die!

Atem: *grumble* …Yet.

Malik: Hey! You don't know that!

SW: Anyways…

I hope you liked all the plot twists that make this different from the original story! ;) Please review!