Well, here goes the beginning to my second fanfiction, yes, the pairing is still Yami x Yugi!

I'm very eager to complete this story I must say, so don't be surprised if this is finished before Lost for Words!

There isn't much to say really apart from the Disclaimer and -

Review or I'll get a 7ft tall, hairy, butler in a very disturbing maid outfit to sit on you! (Me: O_______O;; XD Dear Ra!)

And finally~

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or anything else mentioned in the story. If I did Yami and Yugi would be doing very 'inappropriate' things in the anime - in all seriousness. (xD;;) So don't sue me because all you'll get is my computer and the mattress on the floor of my bedroom. Thank you~!

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Prologue.

The sounds of sobs and the feeling of sorrow filled the air, so thick and suffocating that if you dared step into it, you couldn't help but be dragged to the brink of depression as well. Yugi had defeated Yami… no, he had no right to call him that anymore – they were in separate bodies now. Just that was enough to make Yugi heavyhearted.

Nothing could be done, everyone of them, Yugi and friends alike, knew that. Atemu, the former Pharaoh, and the former Yami, stood firm in his decision. It wasn't a matter of whether he liked it or not, it was the fact it was time. It was time for Atemu's soul to go back to it's birthplace, to go back to the scorching sun, and wretched desert. To go back to the Egyptian people, to the Pharaoh's palace, and to take up his place on that rich, golden throne once again. It was 3000 years ago, where the God's lingered and watched over every living thing in secret, where Atemu tried his very best to protect his people.

Yugi's tears refused to cease, they overflowed and trickled down his ivory skin, as he kneeled in front of the ancient door that would take his 'Mou hitori no boku' away. Fear rose inside of the little one, would the darker one forget his very existence if he stepped through those doors? He didn't really want to know – because if it was really what he feared, he didn't think he could really take it. A part of him knew that his friend's wouldn't be able to face the truth if it was the same for them as well.

"Yami? Oh, er – no… Atemu." Came the voice from the short boy named Yugi, his blonde bangs slightly damp from the tears that had fallen upon them. The lighter of the two stood up and walked over to the former spirit, who stood a mere few meters from the open – welcoming doors to the afterlife – back facing his friends and former duelling partner.

"Yes, Yugi?"

'Yugi.' That one word alone was enough to cause a few sniffles and gasps from the younger – as he forced back more tears, emotional pain racking his entire form.

"Do you hav-"

The seemingly angelic boy was interrupted by a few large rocks falling from the ceiling – cue to leave as to not gain further – not emotional, but physical injury – in other words. The voice of Seto echoed noisily through the area.

"This area is collapsing! We have to get out!"

Seto didn't really need to repeat himself, everyone knew this but no one moved except Mokuba – running outside to make sure the boat was ready to depart soon. Seto repeated himself anyway.

"Get out! This place is going to fall into nothing but a ruin! Are you fucking idiots?!"

"He's right… we have to leave. " Came a voice just about loud enough for everyone to hear – from Anzu.

"I guess so, we have no choice. Lets go!" Said Jounouchi, wiping the tears hurriedly from his face, and turning around ready to leave. "Come on! Let's go Yugi, we've got no time to waste!"

Just seconds after the words left his mouth, the tomb shook violently, bits of rubble and sand falling from the ceiling.

This time – it was Yugi's turn to reply.

"I'll come in a minute! Really – just go without me and I'll join you in a bit!"

"Alright Yugi, but come as soon as you can! We're going to get on the ship!"

As both the dark and light halves heard the steps further away, they both couldn't help but let out a breath they didn't really know they'd been holding. The cold tomb was slowly but surely becoming ruins in their silence, earthquake-like shakes threatening the place.

Atemu was the first to speak up.

"What did you want to say Yugi? We really don't have much time."

"Do you really have to go? Well… why don't you stay?"

"You know I can't. I must leave this time." Atemu turned around a little to face the innocent one, and pressed a finger against his pale, dry lips as Yugi tried to speak. "Don't say anymore Yugi, there's nothing either of us can do. Just keep smiling, goodbye, Yugi."

The soon-to-be Pharaoh walked towards the gold, Egyptian door, blocking out the shouts and images of his former 'aibou'. He did not turn to face the shorter boy as he walked through. Atemu's body became tanned, his clothes light, the pure gold accessories shimmering brightly on his toned body and the cloak billowing behind him.

Yet the Egyptian boy did not know that Yugi was running after him, unconsciously through the same doors. It was too late, it had been done. The tomb went to ruin, the doors closed, and the overwhelming burning light surrounded the two of them – neither of them knowing they were going to the same place – the afterlife.