Disclaimer: Princess maybe owns nothing but this really sucky fanfic.

Princess: Took a crack at a Point Of View fanfic, and forgive me if it sucks, I, uh, ummm, ahh, *whispering* Shadow! I'm running out of excuses!

Shadow the Cat: *Also whispering* Did you try saying you suck at everything but sucking at things?

Princess: *Still whispering* No, I didn't! *YELLING* I SUCK AT EVERYTHNG EXCEPT SUCKING AT THINGS! *whispering* How was that?

Shadow the Cat: *Laughing* Good...

Atem POV

I walked around the bad impression of my old palace that the Spirit World had built for me and my family tiredly. Time had no hold on the place, I could've been walking for seconds or days.

I remember first walking in to that damn door that brought me to this place. At first I was happy seeing my family again, then after only a little bit, I was bored, depressed, sad, tired all the time, lonely, and whenever I thought of what I'd left behind, my head (or was it heart?) ached.

I knew that I once had fun with all my friends back in Egypt, like Seto, and my old crush, Mana, but now, it just wasn't the same. While I was in the modern world, I missed both Seto and Mana, but now that I'm here, I wish they would just go away and I could go back to how it was before, me sitting in... his soul chamber, playing Mind Duel Monsters, a game that me and... a game we had invented. It was just normal Duel Monsters but we played in our head.

I laughed at the memory of, him, laughing as he lost for the fifty-seventh time to me. Why did he have to beat me that one time? I had put on a happy face for them, making them think I was just peachy that I had to leave everything I created and cared for and needed for being dead.

Well, people will believe what they wanna believe.

"And I believe that Yugi" I twinged at the new pounding in his head and his heart, "is probably happy and healthy and in love with Tea or something." I then felt something coming to the surface.

I dry heaved at the thought of my hikari and that slut Tea being together for the next hour.

What I didn't know was that Ra and Osiris were watching me.

Tea POV

I sat down in my husband's bean bag lazily, messing with my silver wedding ring, thinking about, him. None of us have been able to say his name out loud for fear that Yugi would twinge, then say he was OK, but duck out to his room, thinking we couldn't hear his sobs, separated by about ten feet of air and an inch of fake wood.

He tried to hide that he was hurting for the past year that's he's been gone, but we all saw it as clear as day. Damn you, Atem. This is all your fault. Why couldn't you have said 'no'? You ruined his life! Yugi's been completely different. He's quiet, gone, away, whatever you want to call it. He's emotionally dead. And we all feel it. He's always sleeping, and I imagine it's because, then, he can dream.

I felt my face heating up with anger, anger I didn't have a place to put.

Of course, the second I think that, my man appeared in the door, coming home from work, instantly making me the happiest woman alive. My husband is home! The man I love!

"Hey, Duke. How was work?" I asked my husband, Duke Devlin, his only response was a tight, cautious kiss.

"I love you baby, ya know that?" he asked me, "And I love you too, baby." he said, hugging my bulging nine-month-pregnant waist.

"What's wrong?"

"Ishizu got a vision," he blurted out.

Wait, what?

"I thought she didn't have any more visions now that she doesn't have the Millennium Necklace?"

"She doesn't." he replied, with a hint of nervousness in his voice. "She says that it must be so important that Ra sent it to her."

"What did she see?" I asked, almost not wanting to. I mean, whatever it is has my husband shaking in his boots.

"She saw Atem in the Spirit World. He was just as depressed as Yugi; maybe even more."

I nearly choked.

"He misses Yugi," I stated.

"Yes, I think he does." and that's when my contractions started.

Yugi's POV

I sat down on my bed, and zoned out, trying to find my soul chamber to escape to. I've gone there in search of him for the whole year he's been gone. He must be happy up there.

And then I was there in the place we used to meet all the time. The cream walls, the toys, everything that I left was there. So was the door.

I opened the door to the hallway, seeing the door, my heart stopped, then broke into a sprint. I know what to expect. Cobwebs and empty rooms and a missing man.

My heart broke all over again, and I asked myself once again why I do this to myself. My head spun, and my body lurched towards the millions of rooms, still continuing to search for his memories; it was instinctual now that I had wanted all of that again. I wanted the possibility of dying every day. I wanted to save the world by playing card games.

Then I heard a voice calling from the real world.

"Yugi! YUGI!" Tea's voice echoed through my head as I got up and walked to my soul room, entered, and came back alive.

Tea was shaking me, still calling my name.

"Yugi," she breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you were in a coma! Never do that to me again!"

Tea's maternal side had really come out since she realized she was pregnant. Duke had changed too, just in a different way. He barely looked at anyone other than Tea anymore, an that's good. Because if he did, me and the guys would just have to murder him.

"I was just searching again." I told her, and her face softened. "So... why did you wake me?" I asked, knowing if everything was peachy, she would've left me like that. She was freaking out, she knew what it looked like when I went to my mind.

"Ishizu got a vision," she answered, her voice tainted with fear, sadness, and happiness all mixed into one. "I know, I know, she doesn't get visions anymore, but this must've been so important Ra sent it to her, or rather Osiris, also known as the Lord of the Dead. It was of," she paused there, as if measuring how much she should edit. "him." I felt like I had been sucker-punched in the gut.

My head spun as I asked the last question I would probably ever ask.

"What... was the vision... about?" I sounded like a choking two-year-old.

She then explained to me what I asked her to.