:o im sorry i didnt add a chapter last night 3 stuff...people..life, and on with the story. Again, i appretiate those who have commented and faved :D ive been getting those emails/updates and they just make me smile :) (in chap. 1, i changed where yugi is from/going) So, anyways....

My eyes started to flutter open and a brown barrel came into view. What was that doing in my room? I sat up, making myself dizzy while doing so, held my head and scanned the room. Boxes, crates, ....alcohol? Where the....OH! That's right! I made it! The Maura. And Yami and the nasty bathroom and the and, and Anzu. Crap, Anzu. All of my most recent memories flashed through my head, which didn't help the dizziness go away. I pushed my feet together and stood, taking a look around. Smelled like mold. Ugh. When I tried to take a step forward, I was caught off gaurd by something tangles about my feet.

"What the-" *Thump.*

On my knees, I frantically searched for what had caught my legs. A blanket. Hardly woth a scare... In fact it was a fuzzy, pale, blue blanket. That wasn't mine. How did that even get there? The only person I knew on board was Yami... a blanket? That was prety nice of him. I sat back down on the floor and untangled the blanket from my legs. Mmmm. It was soft. I didn't think it was strange at the time, but I lifted it to my nose and rubbed it against my smiling face.

"Mmmm. It smells good too. I wonder if this is what Yami smells like?"
I sqeeked when the steps that lead under the ship started to creak. 'Some one found me!' I crouched down and held my breath. Foolishly enough, I hid my face in the blanket. That was helpful. It still helped keep me from hyperventalating though.

"Yugi?" The small whisper made my ears twitch. A long, graceful hand slid down my back, causing me to shiver. This type of dizzy was very different from the last. I lifted my head and turned to face him. He was resting on his knees and balancing only on his toes.
"Hello." I said.

His thin lips stretched upward into a grin that made me feal obligated to smile back.
"Goodmorning to you too." Yami reached for my hand that lay on my lap, making my heart speed up. It was beating so fast, my chest hurt. I wasn't sure why though. How much could he do with my hand?

He gripped the blanket and slid it out from under my hand. Great. The blood rushed to face for nothing. "You like this?" I blinked at the question. "You can keep it if you want. Just seamed like you wanted to keep it close."
"Oh. But it's yours..."
"Not if you want it. If it helps you sleep, by all means, then take it."

I fealt prety imbarassed having cuddled up to the blanket for safety, but he was right. I did want it. It made the inside of my tummy tickle to think that he cared about me that much. Maybe I did have a chance.

"Thank you, Yami." With out hesitation, I jumped at him, wrapping my arms around him loosely. It wasn't until I realized he wasn't hugging me back that I thought it was probably going a little too far. I felt him stiffen in either suprise, repulsion, or both.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Yami," I apologized, backing off and holding the blanket.
He blinked twice until his frozen face warmed up again. "Oh. Well, that's alright Yugi. I don't mind."

I honestly couldn't tell what he was thinking or anything I made him feal. All hope of having Yami faded in an instant. Why was I so stupid? That probably creeped him out. Yami pushed himself off of his knees, stood, and held his hand out to me. I took it, my hand tingling as I did, and stood with him.

"Well, I wanted to come down here and talk to you because it looks like a storm might be coming up. We can smell it, and the sky looks prety pissed." His words frightened me, but he laughed at his comment.

"Don't worry, Yugi. We'll lock everything up tight, tie down all of the supplies down here, tie down the sail, and all the other preparations we do to keep the ship safe. When it's over, I'll have some excuse to come down here and I'll check on you, ok?"

I simply nodded and gripped the blanket tighter. Nothing scared me more than a good storm. Of course I couldn't tell HIM that. He would think I was a baby.

"I have to go and mop. John has decided that's my permanant job. One of these days I'll give it to him..." Yami snorted, "Until then, I'll be cleaning up all the messes they leave behind. See you, Yugi."

Off he ran and there I stood. I hope he'll be alright... I thought up all of the possiblities of Yami being safe or the storm taking him. There was nothing else to do all day, but it made me anxiuos. He could be tieing something up and a wave drag him off deck or he could fall off the side. Maybe he would be ok though, because a rope would convieniently swing by him and he grab onto it until the storm was over. Maybe the storm would just be light enough to cause a leak, but then he slips in a puddle and hits his head and flies off the side and a wave swallows him!

`I smacked myself in the head to try to brake the rediculous scenariose that were driving me crazy. If I didn't calm down, I'd probably have a heart attack. Yami will be fine. No big deal. He's use to stuff like this. Besides, he didn't seam nervous, so why should I be? I don't even know him well. I meet him what, a day ago? THEN why couldn't I stop thinking about him? I bounced my fist off the top of my head until my sight went blurry. Yeah...I couldn't take stress well.

I hadn't seen Yami all day, which only worried me more when ship started rocking violently. I heard men yelling up on deck and feet running and sliding above me. Finally, the door opened and Yami slid in. "Ya-!" the man lifted his head, and it wasn't Yami. All the color drained from my face as I dropped back down to the floor. It's all over, I'm caught! I'm dead! Or worse! Wait what's worse? Not seeing Yami again? Prety much. Please don't take that away from me... I pictured Yami's smiling face to bring me comfort, but my stomache churned when his face turned to horror. "Yugi!," he said, "That's sick! I could never feal that way about you!" Okay, so maybe it wasn't THAT comforting anymore.

I could tell the man was wearing boots because of how loud his steps were against the hard wood. THUMP THUMP, THUMP THUMP. My heart was racing and I couldn't control my breathing. Yami, help! I heard some crates being shuffled around and and alot of rope hitting the floor. I was only minutes away from being seen! Wait, a box only two feet away use to be full of bread. (All day being alone below deck can increase your appetite.) If only I could climb inside with out him seeing me..

While he tied some crates down, I slid a barrel from behind my toward the steps. When the ship rocked sideways, I waited until the barrels in the corner started rattling, and I pushed the one I held as hard as I could. It fell on its side and rolled towards the direction of the door until it bounced off of the steps leading to the door. I automatically turned my head to the side, seeing if the man noticed. Sure enough, he quikly stood, spotted the barrel, and scratched his scruffy, ruset beard. It made me thankful that Yami had no facial hair.

He stomped over to the barrel and lifted it with just one arm. I felt shameful thinking back to all the strength it took me to just push it forward. He was distracted for no more than 10 seconds, but that was enough time for me to slip into the almost empty crate and crouch down just enough to allow the lid to close all the way. Good thing I wasn't chlostrophobic. I heard more thumping and rope being rapped around supplies. He worked fast and noisely.

When he came to my crate, I heard the clicks from the latches being secured as he mumbled something about "...lazy..good for nothing.."
I was slammed against another crate and tied down with out being noticed. Before he left, he paused for a moment without moving. I couldn't see anything but he soon continued stomping at the same pace. Weird guy. Maybe that was John?

Thunder rumbled and crackled above me, and I tried my best not to cry. Father always told me not to cry over stupid things like this because I "could never protect a women and my children if I was afraid of everything." I didn't want to protect a woman then and I still didn't. All I wanted was to have Yami protect me. That's when I started to cry. It was so terrifying with him not there.

"Yuuuugi, Yuuuuugi, what are you going to do? " I sang,
"Father's waiting, and baby sister toooo." That was the only thing that could help calm me down in storms. Sing anything that rymed.

I tried to clutch the blanket closer to me, but something was wrong. It wasn't there! The blanket! Where was the blanket? I patted around, but I couldn't find it in the crate. I couldn't even remember bringing it in with me. Oh no! What will Yami say? He'll hate me! And how will I sleep without it! Okay, okay. Just breath. Obviously, the only place it could be is on the floor next to the crate. As long as that man didn't see- oh no. Please Please Please tell me he didn't see it!

The storm ended and I was still stuck in the crate. How long was in there? An eternity. An eternity without the blanket. I sniffled and wiped my nose. Gosh, it was stuffy in there. It was even worse than that normal old moldy, bitter stench I smelled with OUT the crate. Where was Yami? Oh PLEASE let him be ok!

Just then, I heard the door unlock and creak open. I froze and tried to hold my breath. Don't. Make. A sound.

"Yugi?" He whispered.
"Yami!" so much for that.

"Yugi? Where are you?" He stepped closer to the crate I was stuck in.

"Uhm, in here," I mumbled.
"What?"
"In here," I spoke up.
I heard the latches unhook and suddenly I could see some light.
I poked my head up out of the box and looked up at Yami with desperate eyes.

"Yami..." I almost jumped up to hug him, but I restrained myself.
"Yugi? What is it? Are you alright?"
"Your blanket... Have you....seen it?"
Yami made a face and we both scanned the room, seeing nothing of the color pale blue. Damn.

"Yugi...where did you put it?"
"It was with me, but then that man came down here...and...and..." I cried. I had to start crying. In front of Yami.

"No, no, Yugi, don't cry!" He lifted me up out of the crate and surprised me by actually wrapping his arms around my waist, keeping me upright.
I returned to hug, but cautiously. I didn't want him to stiffen and back up.

"I'm sorry," I breathed into his shirt.
"What did he look like?"
I looked up at him with questioning eyes.
"The man. What did he look like?"
"Tall. Had a red, scruffy beard."

His face hardened as he looked away.

"Damn..."
"What?"
"Nothing, don't worry about it, Yugi. Just...if anyone comes down here, promise you'll hide before seeing if its me? Promise me you'll do that."
"Oh-ok. I promise." He tightened his arms around me one last time and it set fire works off inside of me. I tightened my hold on him too, and breathed his scent. It was so fresh. I could smell the rain.

My breathing stopped when he lowered his head, and I couldn't tell if he was just resting his face on my head, or....kissed me! My god did he just kiss me? Before I could look up at him, he let go and ran up the stairs.

I never noticed before now, but he was wearing shorts and had beautiful legs. Perfect legs, actually. Ugh! Gosh, Yugi, you're really sick. But still....

I reached up and patted my head. "Eeeeek!"

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this chapter is the longest out of all my stories, and I guess thats cool since I didnt do this yesterday ! :D And btw..next chapter will involve Yaoi... xoxoxo to all my reviewers ! *hint hint* (yah I love people who review)