AN: I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE! I have made my decision and have decided that I will make a sequel to the help. Now onto the story!

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Yugi followed the same pattern. He would get up and wonder around his house and everything he saw reminded him of Atemu. The tiniest thing would remind him of his dead husband.

He wouldn't call his friends or leave the house. He didn't eat and spent most of his days crying himself to sleep. He grew paler and looked sick. Every day of work was missed. His once cheerful and vibrant eyes were now dull and emotionless.

For weeks and months this same pattern was followed with Yugi barely eating, always sleeping, and never leaving his house. Every day he would only wear black and every crimson colored piece of clothing was thrown out.

Tear stains were constantly on Yugi's pillow every morning and he didn't think he'd ever know how to smile again. His wedding ring remained on his finger. He had told himself a couple times that he was going to remove it but he could never bring himself to do it.

One morning Yugi was awoken by the sound of a ringing phone. He groaned and turned over in his bed waiting for the annoying sound to stop. But it kept on going... And going... And going...

Finally Yugi got up from his bed and slowly walked over to the phone on the other side of the room. He picked up the phone and was about to hang up on the person when he saw the number. Yugi answered the phone. "Hello?" He said in a dull voice.

"Hello we are looking for Yugi Mouto. Can you put him on the phone please?"

"This is Yugi Mouto. What do you want?"

"Really!" The person on the other end said surprised but then realized their mistake. "I'm sorry Mr. Mouto you just sounded a bit different today. Anyways we need you to come into work. It's been months."

Yugi robbed his throbbing head. The last thing he wanted was work right now. "I don't think coming into work would be a good idea for me today."

"Please Mr. Mouto we just need you to come in." Yugi sighed in frustration.

"Hold on I'll be there in twenty minutes." Yugi slammed the phone onto the hook and cursed. He really didn't want to work...

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Twenty minutes later Yugi was walking through the doors of the cafe he managed. It was a small place but a very nice one and very popular. Yugi walked in and went strait to his office. Usually he would stop and say hi to some people. But now he wasn't in the mood.

Yugi did all his work hoping he wouldn't have to deal with a complaining customer. But fate had other plans for Yugi that day.

Yugi looked up as his door was opened. "Mr. Mouto we have a customer who is asking to see you."

Yugi sighed and got up from his chair. "Where is the customer?" Yugi followed the man to where the customer was. "Hello sir what is the-"

Yugi stopped and just stared at the man with a shocked look on his face. The man looked like he was about to complain about something but when he saw the tears falling down Yugi's face he stopped. "Sir are you ok?"

Yugi took one look at the man and turned in the opposite direction and ran. He ran out the doors of the cafe and kept running down the street, not even caring where he was going. The tears blurred his vision and he couldn't see straight. Suddenly Yugi felt something big and hard hit him and he was in extreme pain. He heard voices but he couldn't tell who's they were or what they were saying. Yugi passed out.

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When Yugi woke up he heard a groaning sound suddenly. It took him a moment to realize that he had made that sound. Every part of his body was in extreme pain. He slowly tried to open his eyes. After a few moment they were finally open.

Yugi saw an all white room with three chairs against one of the walls. "Oh good you're awake." Yugi slowly turned his throbbing head towards the voice. His vision was slightly blurred as he looked at the man.

"Atemu?" He said in a weak voice as he looked at the tri-colored hair and crimson eyes.

"I don't think anyone named Atemu has come here. My name is Yami. Hold on I should probably go get the doctor."

Yami was about to leave when he felt a hand grab his jacket to keep him there. Yami turned back to see teary amethyst eyes. "Please. Stay."

Yami was shocked but nodded. He went over to the chairs and grabbed one before putting it beside Yugi's bed. "What happened?" Yugi asked.

"You don't remember?" Yami asked. Yugi shook his head no. "You ran into the middle of the street and got hit by a car. The doctor said if the car had been going any faster you might not have made it."

Yugi let all that sink in. He had almost died. He had almost been with Atemu...

Suddenly the door to the room opened and Yugi saw his doctor. She sighed and walked up to his bedside. "You sir have a lot of explaining to do!"

Yami turned to the doctor. "I'm pretty sure he didn't mean to get hit by a car!"

"I'm not talking about the car! We can deal with that problem later! I'm talking about the cuts on his wrists!" Yami looked shocked and looked down at Yugi hoping to see the same expression. But all he saw was guilt.

Yami took Yugi's arms and flipped them over. There they were, plain as day. Cuts all over his wrists. Some were shallow. Others were deeper.

"While we're at it" she continued "let's talk about the large amounts of alcohol we found in you!"

"Sorry Isis..." Yugi said. He tried to sit up but it hurt too much so he just laid back down.

"And" she continued still sounding furious "you have damaged lungs! You've been smoking and I really hope it was only cigarettes! Yugi what happened to you!"

Yugi broke down crying. Yami stared at him in surprise. Isis looked ashamed of him. Finally Yugi said. "He died Isis! Atemu... He..." Yugi couldn't say anything else as he broke down crying.

Isis turned from mad to shocked to concerned in a second as she was suddenly beside him comforting him. "Oh my god! Yugi!"

Yami stared at the scene in confusion and watched as Yugi cried himself to sleep in the doctor's arms. Isis looked over at Yami and saw the confused look on his face. She motioned for him to follow her and the two went outside the room.

"Who is Atemu?" Yami asked once they were outside the room.

"Atemu is... Well was Yugi's husband. I had no idea he died... But I guess that explains the drinking and the smoking and the cutting."

"He called me Atemu when he woke up though."

"That makes sense. You look a lot like him. You probably remind Yugi of him."

"That's not good... If I remind Yugi of someone he loved who passed away maybe I shouldn't be in there..."

"Actually I think you being in there might help him. If he sees Atemu in you then it might bring him comfort to have you around him."

Yami thought about when he had tried to go get the doctor and Yugi had asked him to stay. "How do you feel about him?"

Yami looked at the doctor considering the strange question. "I don't really know... But I know that I care about him."

"Then go in there and stay with him. I'm going to call his friends but you need to be there for him." Isis walked down the hall leaving Yami alone.

Yami went inside Yugi's room. As soon as he set foot inside Yugi woke up. Yami walked up to the side of the bed not sure what to do.

Yugi grabbed his arm. "Bed." He said tiredly. Yami sat down on Yugi's bedside.

"Yes Yugi you're in a bed." But Yugi shook his head no.

"Bed." He said again. "Bed." That's when Yami understood what Yugi was saying.

"Are you sure?" Yami asked and Yugi nodded. Yami slowly laid down in the bed and put his arms around Yugi. Yugi cuddled up to his chest and sighed contently before going to sleep with a smile on his face.