This is Halloween:


Rose: This is awesome! You guys are awesome! I got a pretty good response for intro so thank you. This chapter I'm going to try and do some horror. I've never actually wrote horror before, so I make no promises on how good this will be, but this is a Halloween flic, and life's no fun without a good scare. I don't really think I can scare you guys but I'll settle for grossing you out or something like that.

Honda: I don't like this…

Rose: Oh you'll be fine, now do what you're here for.

Honda: Rose doesn't own Yu-gi-oh, Tim Breton's The Nightmare Before Christmas, or Nightmares Revisited. She doesn't own the toons either, just her OC's.

Title: This is Halloween

Pairings; Puzzleshipping, tendershipping, possible bronzeshipping and mobuimshipping.

Genre: Fantasy, Humor, Romance, Horror-ish (I'm not good at horror but I'll try) Adventure/Action, Angst, shooting for some ecchi.

Warning: Yaoi, cussing, violence, blood, suggestiveness, no lemons…

Rated: T

Rose: Thank you Honda, and now for you guys…


Review answers and Thank you's:

Kate: Yay, you're reviewing this one too. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated Trapped in such a long time hopefully this one will keep you distracted until I get to update that one. And as usual you make me blush with you complements I really hope that I don't disappoint.

Mana's Madness: I'm glad that this story peeks your interest. I hope that I don't disappoint you, and I hope to keep hearing from you, well…reading….seeing. Gah! Please continue to review :) There that one works better, no.


Rose: Ok, all hugs and kisses out of the way. Again this is my first time trying to write horror, but it's in the spirit of Halloween, the romance comes after this, and well lets see who exactly leads Yami to Halloween town…shall we…

CHAPTER START!

Witches, ghouls, and goblins OH MY!

Yeah right, was more like it. Bakura scanned the room again looking something, someone, anything really. Anything at all that would catch his interested and nothing sparked it so far. He took another sip of his coke and rum, this party seriously blowed.

Bakura let out a sigh and adjusted the red sash of his pirate costume. Yeah, you would never hear Bakura admit it to himself, let alone out loud, that he actually liked his costume. Mostly cause he switched out the plastic sword of the costume with one from his personal collection. That was beside the point however.

Shit…it was hot in here.

Bakura undid two more buttons of his white button up shirt. All the ladies, and gentlemen, now had an excellent view of Bakura's pectorals. The brown and grey leather patched colonial vest was loosely tied up over the white button up shirt. Bakura had personally torn of the puffy sleeves covering both of his arms with an array of leathers bracers and bands. Some had chains while others were studded. The red sash covered the belt that he was wearing along with two hidden guns.

Come one guys this is Bakura, you know they are real…

His unsheathed sword was hooked onto his belt and not the sash. He also had a taser and small dagger hidden in his steal toed combat boots that he left loosely tied. The dark washed pants he was wearing were torn off from the knee down, so they were more like shorts, this showed off Bakura's built calf muscles.

Another group of giggling girls pissed him by; this only deepened the curve of his scowl. He practically oozed a malicious aura at this point. Why the hell was he even here!

"Oh Yami!"

Well wasn't this a just grand, the queen bee herself, of course, and wouldn't you know that she was naming the very cause of his ill behavior. He pushed himself away from the wall he had been leaning against to stride into the main hallway at the back of the house. The hallway ended leading into a huge back room. It looked more like a ballroom, if you asked him, but according to Vivian this was just a lounging room.

He spotted Yami and Malik to his immediate and far left. Malik was closer, however Yami was the one that had Bakura's blood boiling. Just look at him, 'the Pharaoh'. All decked out in his gold and jewels a crown a top his head. He looked like the real deal, Vivian really went all out with his costume.

Brown leather sandals termed in gold. Gold earrings shaped like pyramids with a strange eye craved in the middle, the crown had the same strange eye as the earrings except it looked like two golden wings were sprouting from Yamis forehead. The eye was at the center with the two wings spreading outward on the either side of it. The cool thing was that all that gold on his face matched his bangs perfectly so it looked like a huge golden star had burst on his face.

A thick necklace started at the base of is throat and expanded all the way to his mid shoulder. It was gold with what looked like amethysts and rubies woven into the gold. Bakura wondered how much he could get for the just necklace. He would have a nose bleed if he even considered thinking about much he could get for all the gold on Yamis body at the present time.

He had gold bands around his wrists and forearms along with one on each of his ankles. What made Bakura crack a grin was the fact that Yami was wearing a skirt. He tried to tell Bakura it was called something like a shenti, but he wasn't listening just seeing Yami fidget uncomfortably made this situation bearable, almost.

Now that we've covered personal wardrobe, wait was that belt gold too. Focus Bakura! What really got Bakura pissed was the fact that the guy was a chick magnet they had been surrounding Yami since the moment they stepped into the building.

Damn…

All those sexy witches, kitties, nurses, maids, and is that a police girl. Granted none of these costumes were scary but seriously Yami was way too damn polite for his own good. He just kept complementing them and smiling at them. Bakura felt like he had been dumped, wait, he wasn't a chick.

Bakura took another swig of liquor. Those bitches were shit out of luck though, Yami was gay, that's right, absolutely gay nowhere near on the straight and narrow all thanks to some crazy girl back in middle school. The guy wouldn't touch a girl with a ten foot pole. Bakura found it hilarious.

"Bakura he wont explode any faster by just glaring at him," Malik's voice broke Bakura out of his heated stare. Bakura turned his head to look over his shoulder at Malik. Malik was wearing a devils outfit. He was wearing red head to toe, his cloths anyway. It was all form fitting to boot, he wasn't hiding anything tonight. Bakura couldn't help but stare. Don't get him wrong he was bi, women were squishier and softer while men were stronger and harder. Bakura licked his lips.

Little red devil horns popped out of Malik's sandy blond hair. The red wife beater the he was wearing didn't cover his midriff so he could see his belly button. Ok so not everything he wore was red, his black belt had a long and lean black devils tail swaying behind him as he walked up to Bakura. He could see Malik's leg muscles flex through his tight red jeans. Malik boots clicked as he approached Bakura. They were combat boots like Bakura's, but they were black and looked brand new compared to Bakura's beat up ones. Silver and gold chains dangled from the top of the knee high black boots, there were also a few silver and gold chains were hanging from his belt too.

Black studded bracers adorned his wrist along with a few silver and gold chain bracelets. Once he was directly behind Bakura he brought his hand up and flicked him in the forehead.

"Stop humping me with your eyes, I told not until were married," Malik says with a smirk.

Bakura hissed rubbing the spot on his forehead. "Like hell you did, I told you that you're too girly for me."

Malik tilted his head to the side, "Really now, this coming from the guy with drool on the corner of his chin."

Bakura wiped his chin, " I was looking at the gold," he defended himself.

"On me or Yami," Malik counters.

"Both," Bakura shot him a cocky smirk. Malik narrowed his eyes. Bakura threw his head back and laughed. "Chill princess I would just hate to ruin our friendship," he says as he begins to walk closer to Yami.

"This is a friendship to you, wow," Malik mocks him.

"Well see how long that attitude keeps up once I tell your sister what you made on that last history exam."

"Bastard."

"I win."

Malik just glared at the back of Bakura's head as he followed behind him. He didn't have anything to say back.

Once his friends had gotten closer to him, Yami mouthed out a 'help me'. Malik snickered while Bakura sent him a sinister smirk, lifting up his hand rubbing his thumb, pointer, and index together as if saying, 'sure but it's going to cost ya.'

Yami rolled his eyes, thought about it, looked around at the women surrounding him then blowing a bang out of his face he nodded.

Bakura's smirk widened. This was going to be fun. He turned and walked away from Yami, leaving Malik to look after him puzzlingly and Yami's eyebrow to twitch.

Meanwhile outside of the posh mansion was an eerie site. The haunted wood where so many had taken their own lives began to fill with strange energy. The portal was opening, it was almost mid-night. Strange sounds began to emit from the grey wood of the trees. Whispers, voices, footsteps, but there was another sound. One unlike any of the others…

It was a music box playing a bell like song. It was high pitched but played out very slowly it sounded far away but close at the same time. So faint, just above whisper, it was calling for someone. The person who left it in the middle of this damn forest was no longer of this world. Did he die here? No one knows, but he is looking for someone, the person who gave him this music box.

He is pleading with this person to please come home. His wish on this saint hallows night shall be granted…

A soft humming starts in time with music, you can hear the soft crunching of leaves as if someone is walking. The leaves on the ground crumble under an invisible weight in the shapes of footprints.

The upper body of a small boy appeared for only a moment, his amethyst eyes glowed as bright as the moon behind him as walked through the beautifully deranged wood. Music box in hand, a small doll slowly spinned on gold pedestal as the music played softly.

Walking down a long forgotten path, one that no living human had been down for decades. This path leads to saints trees, one for each of them and their holidays: St. Valentines Day, St. Patrick's Day, Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Halloween. The door to Halloween clicked open and with eerie creak swung open, wide open for anyone or anything to pass through.

A flog settled in the forest as the clouds unblocked the full moon, Vivian smirked up at it. That was the single everything was ready, tonight he Pumpkin King would return the land of Halloween. She looked to forest the tree trunks were black but seemed to be outlined in a white glow faint orbs of light fluttered in the depths of the forest itself.

It was time. She turned letting her short black cap catch wind. She was wearing her witches costume, it was simple by her standards, but where they were going tonight anything too prominent would just hinder her.

Her witches outfit consisted of a simple Navy and black dress. It was strapless and color paneled the bottom of the dress was gaged and it ended about mid-thigh. She had on black silk gloves and high-heeled black boot that had to be cris-cross tied all the up to below her knees. A black pointed witches with a navy belt around base of the hat completed her look.

She placed her thumb and pointer fingers on either wing of her small bat choker necklace. The bats eyes glowed red and so did hers.

"It's time to haunt," she whispered. The shadows of the forest started to spontaneously stand behind her. Human images stood up from the ground pulled themselves away from the trees. All walking, dragging or floating to the same place; the Wong Mansion.

The edges of Vivian's smirk turned up into a psychotic grin as she watched the shadows of the dead come to life before her. Her long black hair was down as the wild lifted it around her curvy frame. She started to shake and then she broke into a full blown laugh.

It was finally time, after so long, this was only the beginning. She looked over at the mansion, her old home. The lights were bright and cheerfully glowing a bright harsh yellow on this moon light night. Actually it was quite hideous. She would just have to fix that now wouldn't she.

With a snap of her fingers, all the lights went out, the mansion was in complete darkness. Excellent, they wouldn't even see the shadows coming now. She snickered to herself again as she leaped from her tree top, she had to make sure that Yami made it to the tree, or her master would be very displeased. She frowned at the thought and vanished just before she hit the leaf covered ground.

"AHHHH!" Yami flinched as the girls around him screamed and squealed. If Bakura's plan involved making him go death he was going to kick his ass, hopefully.

The lights had just gone out, but they could still see thanks to the full moon. The moons light eliminated the room, the window panes left a crisscross pattern on the tiled floor. A hand landed on Yami's shoulder while the other slapped around his mouth. In one fell swoop he was yanked from the clutches of the group of girls quickly being dragged into the dark hallways of the house.

He was dropped unceremoniously on his butt as both Malik and Bakura released him.

"Ouch! What the hell! Can't you be alittle more gentle," Yami hissed out rubbing his sore butt.

"Oh forgive us your majesty," Bakura said with a mock bow. Malik snickered behind his hand. Both Bakura and Yami sent him a glare. Malik just rolled his eyes.

"We can always just put you back," he points back to the large room.

"I'm good," Yami says as he stands up. He dusted off his man-skirt then looked to Bakura. "Were turning of the light really necessary?"

"I didn't turn off the lights," Bakura answered. Both Malik and Yami looked at him shocked.

"You didn't?" Malik asked.

"No, why would i?"

"I thought that it was part of your plan."

Bakura scoffed," Please all the lights in the house are out not just that one room," Bakura said motioning throw the window to another wing in the house. It was dark aswell.

"So a power outage," Malik mused.

"Even if that was the case, the Wongs are rich enough they should have a back up generator," Yami mused himself.

None of them noticed a female figure stand on the roof of the other wing looking at them. "There you are, and all alone too," she snapped her fingers all the power lines to house snapped loose sparking in the process. She waved her arms in up and in a circular motion, dark clouds began to circle the mansion. "This is going to be too easy," she smirks bringing both of her hands down.

Lightning strikes…

"Shit," Bakura curses as lightning strikes near the window.

"A storm…" Yami says trailing off. He pulls out his phone to check the weather. The screen was black, he pressed his power button but the phone wouldn't turn on. Yami glared at his phone. "Bakura, you have your phone on you, mine is dead."

"Yeah," Bakura pulls out his phone to reveal a black screen too. He presses the power button but it doesn't turn on. "The hell," he grunts in frustration giving his phone a good shake. Malik pulled out his phone to find his dead too.

"Yours too Malik," Yami asked. Malik nodded his head. "That's weird," Yami snapped his fingers. "Honda texted me just a few minutes ago saying that he was here, maybe his is working." Yami turned down the hallway to start the hunt for Honda.

Malik and Bakura shared a look before following him. "Bakura…" Malik started quietly. Bakura looked at his best friend. "I don't think Honda's phone is going to work either, this…. This place is strange now." Malik looked at the walls cautiously. Like something was just waiting to jump out at him.

"Your right," Bakura agreed just before Malik continued. "We saw lightning, but have you heard any thunder yet?" Malik eyes widened Bakura was right, the lighting struck right next to the window they should have heard the thunder almost immediately.

"This could just be joke right, it is Halloween," Malik said more to convince himself than anyone else.

"True, i haven't seen our gracious hostess yet. Have you?" Malik shook his head.

"The hell," Yami cut their conversation short.

Malik and Bakura walked up behind Yami, who was stopped at the end of the hall. There was a closed door….

"What seems to be the problem Pharaoh," Bakura asked.

Yami looked back at him obviously frustrated. "This door," he points to it, "is locked. We'll have to turn around."

"Please," Bakura pushed him out of the way, "don't insult me." He pulls out a few of his tools from a pouch on the back of his belt. Bakura started to play with the lock.

Vivian smirked from her perch on the roof.

The boys hear a click, Bakura had picked the lock. He stands up and smirks at his friends. "I am the master," he says and goes to turn the door knob. Vivian turns her hand as if to lock a door. The door clicks back locked as Bakura turns to turn the handle. "What the hell," Bakura curses at the door.

Yami and Malik smirk at Bakura's back. "What are you the master of exactly," Malik mocks.

"Shut the hell up Malik," Bakura hiss going back at to the lock. A clattering sound is heard on the other side of the door. That got all of their attention.

Something shattered, someone screamed. Bakura backed away from the door. "What's going on?" he asked slowly. Malik and Yami gave him a 'how and the hell am I supposed to know' look. A loud thump was heard, then as if something was sliding down the wall it ended with a softer thud.

"Well… go and open the door Bakura," Malik pushes him forward.

Bakura scoffs, "please it's just someone playing a prank," he says brushing off the creepy feeling that was crawling up his spine. As Bakura reapproached the door a small splashing sound was heard, like someone had just stepped in water.

Bakura looked down and quickly backed away from the door. There was a small puddle of dark liquid on the floor, as the seconds passed the small puddle only seemed to grow.

Malik stepped forward and bent down sticking his fingertips in the dark liquid. Bring his fingers to his nose he sniffed it. It smelled like metal, another flash of soundless lighting struck showing the red color on Malik's hand.

Malik yelped taking his hand away from his face falling backwards in the process. There was blood all over the floor and now Maliks hand. Then a clicked was heard and all three of them turned towards the door. It creaked open just a crack, a small stream of light came from the room.

Malik looked at the window and back the moon, "Umm.. guys the moon is behind us," Yami and Bakura looked back at the moon then to the door.

"You guys sure that you don't want to turn around now," Yami asks. Bakura gives him a side glance.

"Scared, oh mighty Pharaoh," Bakura mocks.

"In a skirt," Malik flicks his shenti. Yami looks between both of them ending on Malik. Looking down at Malik he then smirked at him.

"So why are you on the floor again?" Malik cocks his bottom lip to the side sticking it out while glaring at Yami.

Eerie creaking broke the would be pointless argument. They all watched as the door slowly open showing a small room on the other side. The window was open, and beyond that was the Aokigahara forest.

The wind howled through the open window as the three approached the room. Yami and Bakura took either side of the door pooping their heads into the room. It was empty. Malik hung back for a moment, if there was anything in the here it would get those two first.

The room was normal, except for the randomly broken vase on the left side of the room. Yami looked around seeing absolutely no one. Bakura walked over to the window and stuck his head out. Looking left than right.

"They must have ran off," Bakura concluded. Malik decided that they had been in there long enough, if anything was going to happen to them it would have. He entered the room. Bakura was at the window and Yami was inspecting the vase. Malik hopped over the puddle of blood.

"So what are we looking for exactly," he asks looking over the room.

"Nothing I guess," Yami says standing up, "but its strange that a main hallway lead into such a small room." He joined Malik in the middle of the room. Bakura turns his back towards to the forest going the two in the middle of the room.

"Whatever lets just go find Honda that's what we started walking around for-" Bakura stopped talking when a chill ran up his spine. That does not happen, not to Bakura atleast. The room had gotten considerably darker.

Malik rubbed his forearms he breathed out and a little cloud could be seen. It was freezing all of sudden. Malik just so happened to look down at the floor, he jumped back with a girlish eep.

"What's your problem," Bakura sneered trying to stop his teeth from chattering. Malik merely pointed down to the floor. Yami and Bakura looked down. They both gasped taking a step back. The puddle of blood wasn't a puddle at all. Well, it was a puddle just shaped like a human body…with no human. The blood trail seeped out of the room towards the hallway.

They all shared a look, "I say that we go back and join the others," Malik broke the silence while smiling at his friends. Bakura looked forward down the hallway. Its was completely dark there was no light in the hallway now.

"I don't think that we want to go that way," Bakura says eerily calm.

"What the hell do you mean!" Malik looked down the hallway to see it completely dark. "Where the hell did the moon go!" Yami looked behind Bakura.

"It's behind Bakura," Yami said confused. Come to think of it they had been walking away from the forest and the moon now both were infront of them. Yami looked back at the hallway his eyes widened as the dark hallway wrapped and twisted. It looked like a whirlpool of a greys and blacks. Now that he noticed it the room was getting darker too. The shadows were getting larger even though the moon was large and bright the room was darker than it should have been.

Malik peered down the warped hallway, "yeah, I'm not walking down that." He crossed his arm infront of his chest.

"Well then I guess it's just the window then," Bakura said pointing his thumb over his shoulder. He was also pointing to the forest. This only made both Malik and Yami cock an eyebrow at him.

"So let me get this straight," Yami starts throwing a arm over Bakura's shoulders. "You want us to leave a perfectly creepy house and walk aimlessly into a forest a death that drives people to suicide."

Bakura smirked at Yami, "that's one way to put it." The door to the room slams closed making them all jump.

"Ok that was not a prank, there was no one there," Malik practically screams as he latches onto Bakura's side. Vivians smirk widened as she crossed her fingers. The door locked making the boys eye the door. "Did the door just lock itself?"

Neither had a chance to answer him cause a loud scratching sound started from the other side of the door. That wasn't what took the cake for Malik, when the moaning started was when he had one leg out the window in a heartbeat.

"Malik!" Yami and Bakura yelled. The door started to rattle.

"Oh hell no," Malik jumped out the window and landed in the backyard. "You idiots can stay in there and get killed but I chose to live."

"Come one Malik it's just a prank," Yami called from the window.

"Yeah princess, they just wanna hear your girlish scream again," Bakura mocked from beside Yami. Malik flipped Bakura off which only had him leaning out the window laughing his ass off. Yami looked at Bakura disapprovingly.

Niether of them notice the door unlock itself. Yami heard the door open with a creak. He slowly turned his head and paled at what he saw.

Shadows… figures…. Some white and some black all in a human form…or attempted human form lurked in the doorway. Their eyes were glowing red deep in their eye sockets. Jaws were slack from the lack of muscle tissue. Skeleton fingers reached out past the door frame.

Yami tapped Bakuras shoulder. The other man stopped laughing and turned to sneer at Yami.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Yami didn't speak he slowly pointed behind the pirate. Bakura turned around quickly ready to pounce. He froze at what he saw.

This was no prank…

It went all quite in the room Malik noticed. He looked back at his friends who now had their backs turned towards him. Malik turned back to them and started walking back to the window.

"Hey why so quite now," he says frustrated thinking that they were now just ignoring him. "Through with your lame jokes now Bakura."

"B-B-Bakura," Yami chokes out his throat dry. Bakura nodded unable to speak. The strange shadows bobbed up and down in the doorway. No one in the room moved like it was a stand off. "Please," Yami gulps, "please tell me this is some kind of prank." Bakura took a moment but slowly shook his head. Yami inhaled deeply. "Ok."

Vivian was getting inpatient she wanted them inside that forest and NOW. Her eyes glowed red as she placed her fingers on her necklace. "Attack you mindless fools," she hissed.

The shadows eyes glowed brighter letting out a screeching noises as they moved forward.

"AHHH!" Yami and Bakura screamed. Yami was the first to turn towards the window but Bakura grabbed his shoulder trying to push past him but Yami wasn't having any of it. Yami connected his elbow into Bakura's side. Bakura grunted but he didn't back down either. They both stepped onto the window ledge at the same time. Pushing and shoving each other.

"Move it you royal pain," Bakura tried to bite Yami's hand as it was mushing his face.

"I am your pharaoh, am I not? You should sacrifice yourself for your king," Yami tried to use Bakura to push himself forward. Bakura grabbed his arm.

"I sure as hell didn't vote for you," Bakura screamed. Yami felt a tug on his violet cape. Yami jolted forward taking Bakura with him as they fell ever so gracefully out the window. Yami's cape ripped off in the process leaving it abandoned in the room full of deadly shadows.

"Oft," Malik gasped as his two friends dog piled on top of him. Maliks world was blurry and spinning. Yami and Bakura were still pushing on one another on top of him. Squinting his eyes Malik saw something appear above them. It looked like a white and black blob with red lights. As his vision started to clear the skulls and bones started to sharpen into human like figures. Maliks eyes bulged.

"Get off me! Get off me, you assholes!" Malik screams shoving Yami and Bakura off of him. Malik stands up only to have his hair grabbed. "Oh kami!" he struggles at the thing grabbing at his hair he reaches up to grab a wrist but feels nothing but cold air. Maliks closed eyes snapped open he looked straight into the red eyes of a white ghostly figure. "Ahhh," Malik yanked his head back feeling the pressure from his hair release.

He turned tail and ran straight for the other side of the house.

"Uh ahh ahh," Vivian wiggled her finger at him. "Wrong way darling lets fix that," she rubbed her fingers on the bat and it glowed red. More eyes lit up in the forest. Malik skidded to a halt as human shadows started to pull themselves from the ground, eyes glowing, mouths agape hissing at him.

Malik was panicking; he looked back at Yami and Bakura who were now untangling themselves from eachother, then to the images infront of him that were straight from the walking dead, lastly the forest of death. None of those options seemed very appealing to him. But he had to pick one. Go to his friends and figure out how to get past these things, figure out how to get past these things by himself, or venture into the forest death.

Yeah, three heads were better one.

"Guys," he yells running at them, those things hot on his trial. "What the hell is going on!" He plows right into Bakura both of them falling back to the ground.

"Princess," Bakura hisses from underneath Malik.

"Sorry," he apologizes sheepishly. Yami looks around they were about to be surrounded.

"Where is everyone else?" he asks.

"Probably dead," Malik chimes like it helped their situation.

Vivian grrred from her perch on the roof top, "make them move you pathetic souls!" Light struck all around the house as clouds circled the full moon. "The door will close soon if we don't hurry, get them into the forest." She pointed to the forest and it started to glow a haunting light.

Yami looked to the forest and saw a strange site, lights. Small lights like dust in a sunbeam started to lift from the forest ground. They were guiding lights from spirits. Yami looked around at the lurking shadows that had all but surrounded them. They only left a small gape that lead to the Aokigahara forest.

Here went nothing.

He grabbed Malik's wrist once he stood up," lets go." He made a break for the forest.

Malik looked forward to where they were headed. "Are you crazy!" Malik wanted to stop running but Yami had a firm grip on his wrist. He was sure that he would dragged if he tried to stop.

"No," Yami answered, "just guessing."

"You're betting our lives on a guess," Bakura snapped running along side Yami.

Malik jumped alittle while Yami just looked at him, "oh you're keeping up." Bakura glared at him. "And yes but it's an educated guess."

"This coming from the guy that made a 17 on his last math test," Bakura grumbled to himself as they entered the sea of trees, forest of death, 'the perfect place to die', the Aokigahara forest.


END CHAPTER…

Rose: I actually wanted to get through the forest part in this chapter too, but it was getting kinda long, also Yami and Yugi's first meeting. Oh well, that'll have to be in the next chapter. I… really can't write horror –sighs- but atleast I tried…well most of the horror was supposed to be in the Aokigahara forest so we haven't gotten to that part yet. Anyway I hope to update soon, please read and review!

Write yall later,

-Rose :)