First off all I want to thank all of you who reviewed, read, favorited, and added 'Haunting Past' to their story alerts. I hope that I will never disappoint you. For you I decided to publish this chapter a little sooner than planed, especially for KingOfGames001, EatosTinyWings, ajzeta and Ranko twin, you four really made my day with your reviews.

Now, enough talking from my side, on with chapter 2, hope you will like it.

Atemu had a hard time keeping a straight, indifferent face. Yuugi on the other hand had lost it completely. His head was red and he was shaking.

"You can't do that!" The short teen said in an hysteric voice.

Watanabe, headmaster of Domino High, gave him a cold look. "King of Games or not, your grades are bad to say it kindly. You barely passed last year. I'm doing this as a favor for your grandfather. You should be grateful."

"Grateful?!" Yuugi nearly shouted and inwardly cursed his grandfather for being such a loving and caring old man. And how embarrassing was this? "Why not… Kaiba-kun?"

Watanabe raised a brow and leaned back, folding his hands together. "Kaiba-san has enough on his plate." Well, he couldn't argue against this one.

"Anzu? Ryou? Malik?" Yuugi's voice was pleading.

The old man sighed and shook his head. "You would only fool around with your friends." Sadly he couldn't argue against this one either. "Sennen-kun is at the top of this school. My decision is set." He gave Yuugi a long look. "Do you see Sennen-kun complaining?"

Yuugi shoot Atemu a glance, hating the fact that the other looked like this wasn't a huge issue and not helping him to get out of it. "No." He pressed out through clenched teeth. There were a few more attempts on Yuugi's side to end this whole deal until Watanabe lost his patience and asked both teenagers to leave.

"Why haven't you said anything?!" Yuugi growled at the older teen, who looked as smug and graceful as ever. He probably was enjoying this very much and already planed how to torture him.

Atemu gave him a short glance from the corner of his eyes. "Watanabe was dead set." He had seen no point in arguing over this when the case was lost from the beginning, besides he had a sinking feeling...The question was how and when.

"You just want to torture me!" Yuugi spoke one of his accusing thoughts out loud, crossing his arms over his chest and looking the other way.

'What exactly are you thinking of me?' Atemu thought to himself and suppressed the urge to give Yuugi a real piece of his mind. "When do you want to start?" he asked instead, already dreading the time they would spend together.

"Never!" Yuugi wasn't taking a beat for his answer and shoot Atemu a nasty look that wasn't suiting his features at all. 'And definitely not today!'

"Fine," Atemu said flatly, "I will be at the Game Shop around six."

Yuugi's jaw dropped and he stopped in his tracks. "You can't just decide that on your own!" Atemu also stopped walking and turned halfway around to face the shorter teen. Their eyes locked in a fierce fight for the upper hand. Yuugi's knees nearly gave away by the intense gaze of the older teen. "S-seven." He wanted to kick himself for that stutter. Why was he even stuttering? Why had his legs gone weak? 'Because that eyes give me the feeling to burn alive.' "I can't sooner." Wait a moment. Had he just agreed?

Atemu merely raised a brow and nodded. "Seven it is then." In that moment the warning bell sounded, informing them that lunch was already over.

Yuugi cursed under his breath. Now he would be hungry for the rest of the day. That was just great and the worst part was that he knew it was his fault and that he couldn't blame it on the other. Both teens exchanged one last glance and went on their way to their next class.

Yami took his place next to Kisara, behind Bakura. At once the later turned around along with Mariku, who sat next to him. "Where have you been?" Bakura gave him a bored look, which Yami was sure was fake.

"Watanabe. I have to tutor the little one." Yami sighed and crossed his arms over the surface of the table, resting his head on it. His friends exchanged glances.

"Maybe this isn't too bad." Kisara said carefully and with a bright smile, hoping to raise Yami's mood.

"We'll see about that." He muttered under his breath but in a tone that closed the topic. His friends felt helpless and after one last look they turned to the front and their teacher before he would call on them.

It was only a few seconds later that Mariku and Bakura suppressed the urge to shiver at the dark aura behind them and the deadly voice that accompanied it. "You two will pay for this." Well, they only could hope that it would be worth the trouble and staying out of things truly wasn't their strength, this Yami should have known.

Yuugi practically fell into his seat next to Jonouchi, his face grim.

"What's wrong Yug'?" He asked concerned and his friend filled him in. Jonouchi's face was blank. "Oh. You should be clad for getting the help." He didn't say more and turned his attention towards the teacher, who already was glaring at him, daring him to make one wrong move.

Yuugi sighed. Non of his friends could understand his dislike for Atemu. Especially Anzu. She had a huge crush on the older teen but was too shy to confess to him, especially since the older teen seemed to ignore her existence, something Yuugi found incredible rude, but it wasn't the reason he disliked Atemu. Truth be told he really didn't knew why, just that he did. Atemu just always made his temper rise tenfold as soon as he was near him. Maybe they were just like magnets, both charged positive and bound to repel each other for all eternity. Yuugi shuttered at the thought of being the same as Atemu. Well, it was only an analogy.

The rest of the day went by fast. Yuugi pouted a little over the fact that he wouldn't be able to accompany his friends to the arcade but he needed to get home and clean the mess that was his room. He didn't knew why but since a little over a year ago his room was always messy with games sprawled everywhere, the two years prior it had always been clean. His grandpa had only shook his head when the chaos that ruled over his room until he was thirteen return with all its might, he also had stated that it was sad that Yuugi had grown out of his neat phase.

He banned the thoughts, feeling dizzy again from all this pointless thinking. What was important was to clean his room now or else be embarrassed by it. And there was no way he would give Atemu anymore to blackmail him with. This whole deal was humiliating enough.

When he reached his home Yuugi shoot his grandfather a pouting glare. He wasn't really able to be angry at the old man, who only ever wants the best for him.

"I'm home."

"Hello, my boy." Sugoroku greeted, observing his beloved grandson. He felt bad for seeing the normally happy-go-lucky teen so down. But he knew he wouldn't be able to face his son and daughter-in-law in the afterlife if he would fail them in any way and Yuugi not being able to graduate was labeled a fail. But there was something else under that façade of a bad mood, but no matter how much he tried he couldn't read it.

"I'm upstairs...cleaning my room." Yuugi said with a solemn expression.

The old man looked confused. "Why?"

"Because my tutor will be here in a while."

Sugoroku blinked. "Your tutoring already starts today?" Watanabe truly was fast to act. He only had asked his old friend for help four days ago, last Thursday.

The short teen gave him a short glance and nodded, suppressing the urge to correct the old man who was his only family. Since no, this wouldn't be tutoring. This would be torturing.

"Ah, that's good." The old man tried to smile, but found himself unable when Yuugi was surrounded by such a depressing atmosphere. He let the young teen leave. He wondered if it would have been better if he would have told him of his little scheme. Probably not. Yuugi would just have given him those eyes that should be classified as brainwashing weapons and changed his mind. Come to think of it. His grandson knew of his ability, having used it often enough to get his way, so why hadn't he used them this time? The old man was sure that even his old friend Watanabe would be defenseless against those eyes and would only have signed Yuugi more homework.

And cleaning his room? Yuugi even disliked it when his friends set a foot in there. He liked to have his friends over, but only in the living room, not his bedroom, the only place he ever felt safe in when the bullying had started, his safe heaven on earth. Well, that was interesting. Sugoroku sure was thrilled to see that tutor.

He had to wait a few hours until the door finally opened and a teen introduced himself as Atemu Sennen and tutor of Yuugi. Sugoroku was a little startled by the similar hair of the teen to his grandson's and for some reason he knew that it was natural.

"Yuugi is upstairs." Sugoroku smiled heartily and gestured the teen to follow. He was a little surprised how naturally the teen moved, as if he would belong here, as if he would feel at home. But that could only be his imagination.

The old man knocked at Yuugi's door. "My boy, your tutor is here." There was a moment of silence before the petite teen opened the door slowly.

"Ah, thank you grandpa." Yuugi said and leveled his gaze towards Atemu. "Come in." He wasn't noticing the way the eyes of his grandfather slightly widened as Atemu had entered the room and he closed the door.

Yuugi observed the older one for a moment, a strange feeling he couldn't name coming over him, while Atemu was looking around, taking in his surroundings. He looked so…at ease. Now wasn't that strange? Maybe he was just imagine it.

The petite teen then walked up to his desk and set down on his chair, gesturing to the seat next to him, a chair he had brought in from the kitchen. "Take a seat." Atemu did just that, ignoring Yuugi's hostile tone.

"Where do you want to start little one?" Atemu asked.

"I'm not little so stop calling me that!" Yuugi growled and glared at the older one's amused expression.

"Math it is."

"Who made you the king?" The petite teen asked with a pout. He hated math.

Atemu chuckled. "My people."

Yuugi rolled his eyes. "Ha-ha. You're so funny." He sighed and pulled out his math books. He knew there was no way around it and the sooner they started the sooner he would get rid of Atemu. "So...what are we doing now?" Ra, he didn't even had homework yet in that subject, his teacher being a little lazy about such things.

"Just the basics." Atemu replied and pulled out a folder from his bag, which is only now noticed by the shorter teen. "Math shouldn't be that hard for you, since you're King of Games."

"Are you mocking me?" Yuugi asked a little irritated.

Atemu just shook his head, but not at the question Yuugi noticed, and opened the folder. Yuugi found himself confronted with equations that needed to be solved. He had to admit he was a little positive surprised that Atemu had prepared something for him, that he had put thought into this tutoring, no torturing, Yuugi reminded himself.

"Well, let's start." Atemu said with a faint smile but Yuugi couldn't help but notice for the first time that uncomfortable look in that normal confidence radiating eyes. He didn't put much thought into it, though, since he was uncomfortable as well. He suppressed one of his snappy comments. It wouldn't do to argue. One, he would learn nothing and two, it would lead to having the older teen around more often. And that he didn't wanted, not at all.

The first equations were simply since he only had to add, subtract, multiply and divide. That was easy enough and a slow nice start, just how he liked it. But then the problems got tougher and Yuugi frustrated, what let to small fights with Atemu, who always got him back on track and actually solving the problems. It wasn't enjoyable but bearable. At some point Atemu made a game out of it, Yuugi wasn't sure if the older teen even noticed it.

The rules were simple. If Yuugi solved a problem in one try Atemu would do the next, ultimately showing Yuugi how to do it right instead of simple explaining and being confronted by an annoyed petite teen. If Yuugi couldn't solve a problem correct in one try he would have to do the next two. In Yuugi's mind this was a game and he wasn't King of Games for nothing. Because of that he was more focused on what he was doing than being frustrated and annoyed. Also, Atemu had a way to explain things to him so that he could actually understand what he was doing. But he wouldn't go so far to say that he started to enjoy this session, or that he started to feel relaxed around Atemu, that was truly not the case not in the slightest.

It was around eight when there was a knock on the door, which opened a second later. "I know it was only an hour but considering the time you probably should stop. You two have school tomorrow." Sugoroku said with a soft smile.

Yuugi was a little startled to hear that he had solved math problems for an hour, it didn't feel like that long. How was that even possible? If you do things you hate then time automatically feels like it would stand still, shouldn't it? He shook his head and nodded to his grandfather. "You're right."

Sugoroku's smile widened. "Sennen-kun, do you want to stay for dinner? It's the least I can do to thank you for helping Yuugi."

"Grandpa." Yuugi whined.

Atemu scratched the back of his neck, it was a nervous gesture. Yuugi had never seen the other nervous. No, he still wasn't observing the older teen.

"It's fine. You don't need to thank me." Yuugi was a little irritated that Atemu still sounded so confident, full of himself when he obviously was so uncomfortable.

"But I want to or do you have to leave?"

Atemu let go of a breath. About what he was sighing Yuugi had no idea. "No. I'm allowed to stay until nine."

Sugoroku clapped in his hands. "Well, then come down you two. Dinner is ready."

Yuugi was totally dumbfounded by this event. He wanted to slap himself for not stopping this. Didn't he want to get rid of Atemu as soon as possible? Then why was he letting this happen?

"Are you coming little one?" Atemu asked from the door.

"I'm not little." Yuugi scowled as good as he could and again there was that amused expression but this time Yuugi saw something else in those crimson eyes and was sure that he was imagine it. Pain.

He shook his head and followed Atemu out of the room and into the kitchen not noticing that the other shouldn't know the way.