I have moved this story from Yugioh 5D's, to here because the farther I get in writing it, the more I realize that it is more Yugi and Yami centric. I know you may or may not be able to see it now, but just trust me. Also, please review! And enjoy! This is the last part for this chapter.

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Back in his room, Yusei dug down in the smallest pocket of his backpack. His hand clasped cool metal, and he withdrew the one thing he'd managed to hide from his social workers and various families. A key.

A single, solitary, key. It wasn't big, or special in any way, but what it unlocked meant more to Yusei then anything in the world. To him, it symbolized freedom. He'd planned on mailing it to Jack for safe keeping at the train station, but now that he wasn't going anywhere, for now that is, he wanted to find a good hiding place for it.

As silently as he spoke, he walked over to the- his, now, empty closet and found what most old houses had, (and, as his bedroom was located in the older part of the house, it was quite easy to locate.)

Peeling wallpaper. He eased a small piece away from the wall; creating a small pocket and slid the key in. nobody would find it, unless they knew what they were looking for.

Satisfied that it was safe, he turned back to his room. It took him less than two minutes to finish putting everything he owned where it went. 'Now what should I do?' Finally deciding, he grabbed his sketchbook and continued his work on the latest picture. Something that just came to him when he'd first seen Yugi.

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It had been almost an hour since Yami and the boys had left. Yugi had gotten most of the pile moved, taken a break to check on Yusei, and was now moving the last of it. It wasn't like they had a lot of stuff, it was more due to the fact that the light had burned out in the basement, making it almost treacherous to navigate. Not to mention he'd stumbled upon a photo album from when he and Yami had first met. He'd still had his stitches in at the time the first several had been taken, and in the later ones, scars.

'Don't think about that now.' Yugi berated himself, 'It's in the past. You can't take back bad decisions.' He shook his head, trying to rid his thoughts of such memories, but unfortunately, lost his footing and fell.

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Yusei jumped when he heard a loud crash, accidently making a line off the image. Deciding to worry about his sketch later, he got up and headed downstairs. "Yugi?" he called softly, looking around but finding no one. He saw the back door was open and headed out, still looking around. "Yugi?" He called again.

"D-down here." Yusei hurried over and looked down the cellar steps at where Yugi was seated, clutching his hand.

"What happened? Are you alright?"

"I'll be fine, just help me into the house, would you?"

Yusei helped Yugi to stand and walk up the steps. It wasn't until they'd made it through the back door, however, that Yusei got a good look at his hand. His fist was clenched and pressed against his chest, but the teen could still see that it was covered in blood. "What happened?" He asked, easing Yugi down to sit on the couch.

"I tripped. Guess I cut my on something on the way down. There's a first aid kit in the cabinet closest to the fridge."

Yusei went and got it, mentally storing that information in the back of his mind. He found the kit with no trouble and grabbed a small towel from the oven door, which he soaked before returning to the living room.

"Thank you." Yugi said, reaching for the cloth. Yusei ignored him, choosing instead, to reach for Yugi's injured hand himself and gently dab it free of blood. Yugi hissed when he touched the cut, but otherwise didn't resist. "Man," he said, examining his still bleeding hand, "that looks deeper than I thought." The cut was deep and had split the skin the entire way across his palm.

"I'll get another towel." Yusei stood and headed for the kitchen. He found the drawer with towels after a few tries and had just turned back to the living room when the front door opened. Instantly, he felt something he hadn't felt since the last time he'd been returned to the orphanage. Raw terror.

"Yugi? What happened?" He saw Yami walk over and place a hand on Yugi's shoulder. "Let me see." He saw Yami take Yugi's hand. He saw Yami frown, saw him reach into his pocket and pull his keys back out. "Come on. I think you may need stitches." Yami put a hand on Yugi's back, and then saw the towel in Yusei's hand. "Yusei," he began, but stopped when he saw the boy's pale face. Slowly, he stood up and went to move over to him, but that only seemed to snap Yusei out of his trance.

"No! I swear . . . I swear I didn't do anything! Please!" He backed up, stumbled, and found himself pressed against a wall.

"Hey, easy, easy, Yusei. Look at me, just calm down," Yami mentally groaned. He needed to get Yugi to the hospital, and could tell that Yusei was too spooked for him to be able to calm him down, so that left only one option. "Yusei, I'm going to take Yugi to the hospital now. Your brothers are here, and you have my number if you need anything." He made sure to speak calmly and clearly. As much as he didn't want to, Yugi needed help and Yusei needed time to calm down. "Come on, Yugi." He took one last look at Yusei, who was now seated on the ground, face buried in his arms, shaking.

Jaden and Yuma, who had been playing out in the front yard, stopped instantly and ran over when they saw (or, in Yuma's case, heard) Yami helping Yugi to the car. "What happened?"

"Yugi cut himself. I'm taking him to the hospital. I want you boys to stay here and, if you can, try to talk to Yusei. He's scared, so be careful."

"Okay, I'll see what I can do. Are you going to be alright, Yugi?" Jaden asked.

"Yeah. I'll be fine."

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'There is no possible way this day could get more stressful.' Yami thought to himself as he stood out in the lobby of the hospital. He would have gone back with Yugi, but had gotten a call from Joey. He'd been wondering if he could come by and pick up a toy his son had left behind. At some point in the conversation, Yami had let it slip that he was at the hospital with Yugi. While Joey was a good friend, he also had a bad habit of overreacting when hearing one of his friends, especially his little buddy needed help.

"What's wrong with you?" Yugi asked, walking back into the room with a bandage on his hand.

"Joey's on his way." Yami sighed. "I woke up at four this morning, dodged the police with a terrified runaway in my car, adopted and brought home said runaway, got threatened by a pair of protective teens . . ." He trailed off.

"You're not thinking it was a mistake to take him in, are you?

Yami thought for a moment before sighing and shaking his head. "No. I don't regret taking him home. Today has just been crazy."

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Back at home, Jaden had made sure to wait for Yusei to have some time to recover before setting Yuma up with cartoons (he loved to try to guess what was going on by the sounds) and heading upstairs to where his new big brother had retreated.

"Yusei," he called through the door, "Can I come in?" He waited, counting to thirty, and then opened the door slowly. "Yusei, what happened?" The teen was seated in the corner of the dark room.

"I didn't hurt him. I swear."

"Hey, I never said you did." Jaden replied soothingly, and then he realized something. "You thought we'd blame you." He watched as Yusei's shoulders stiffened. "You too, huh?" Yusei jerked his head up to stare at Jaden, who just smiled sadly. "I was returned by six families. When Yami took my case the only thing in my mind was . . . knowing it wouldn't last. I took to sneaking out my skylight to sit on the roof, figuring I'd better practice for when everything blew up. Yugi caught me once. I was coming back in. I figured they'd be angry, I mean, I took their hospitality and began sneaking out." He paused, remembering.

"You're still here. What did Yugi do?" Yusei asked, curiosity getting the better of him.

"He offered me a rope ladder, so I wouldn't have to keep using that big oak to get down." He smiled at Yusei's incredulous expression. "That was my reaction, too. He said that if he tried to keep me in, I'd just find another way out. If having an escape route was what made me feel safe, then he wouldn't take that away from me." Throughout the story, Jaden had slowly edged closer, and he now took the opportunity to ease himself down against the wall, about two feet from him. "I know it may take a while, but just know that Yugi and Yami, they actually care about us."

They sat in silence for a few minutes before, surprisingly, Yusei decided to break it. "I was twelve. This . . . this family took me in. They had a toddler that would always get in trouble. He would crawl out of his crib, open child-locked cabinets . . . but he was their baby. They hadn't adopted him. They'd only adopted me so he could have a big brother. Anyway, one day, I was in the living room and I heard something falling down the stairs. When I got there, I saw that it was their kid." Yusei paused, rubbing at his eyes. Jaden wasn't sure how to comfort him, so he just stayed put, waiting for him to continue. "He wasn't moving, and I-I just wanted to see if he was alright. They . . . they came in to see me kneeling over him and, and-" Yusei fell silent.

"They blamed you." Jaden finished for him.

"They didn't even give me a chance to explain. After they brought me back, I learned that the kid would be alright. Well, not really alright. He broke his leg and will have a limp for the rest of his life, but he lived."

Jaden sat quietly, watching Yusei scrub his eyes. "I'm not going to tell you that's not going to happen here. Not because it will, but because you won't believe me. I can't tell you to forget everything that's happened to you and trust us. That's something you will have to decide on for yourself. But I can tell you this; Yami doesn't blame you. None of us do. Yugi, well, he's clumsy. This isn't the first time he's gotten hurt, and I can tell you right now it won't be the last."

Yusei nodded silently.

"Tell you what. It's getting late. How about we go make dinner for when they get back and you can see for yourself."

Yusei showed no sign that he'd heard Jaden for a moment, then he looked up. "Can you teach me? I can't cook."

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"Joey! I cut my hand! Its not exactly a fatal injury." Yugi loved his best friend, but really, this was starting to be a bit much. Yami had been lost in thought since Joey had arrived at the hospital, and now they were almost back at the Sennen house.

"Yug', c'mon. you gave me a scare. I just want to make sure you're really alright-"

"Joey," Yami broke in, and the seriousness of his tone made both Joey and Yugi stop. "I have to tell you something before we get home."

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember that case I was looking into? The boy . . ."

"The one who kept running away? Um, Yumi . . . Yuya . . . Yusei . . . Yusei! Right?"

"Yeah."

"What about him?"

"He's at the house right now. I adopted him early this morning. I didn't tell you because I wanted him to have time to settle in. he's very skittish, and you're, well . . ." he trailed off, not wanting to insult his friend.

"I'm not good at being calm?"

"Yeah. No offence or anything, I'm just kinda nervous having you two meet right now. Before we left, he had a bit of a breakdown. I'm not sure how he'll be when we get home."

"I understand. I'll leave if he gets uncomfortable."

Yami nodded. "Thank you. I hope Jaden was able to talk to him."

"We'll find out in a minute." Yugi said as they pulled into the driveway.

They walked up to the front door and opened it, only to be greeted by the smell of cooked food. Yami looked around. Yuma was listening to cartoons, the bloodstain on the couch had been cleaned up, and Jaden was laughing at something in the kitchen. "Hello?" Yami walked past Yuma, towards where the laughter was coming from.

Jaden was leaning against the counter, holding an apron Anzu had left behind the last time she'd been over.

"He's been trying to get Yusei to put that on since they came downstairs." Yuma filled him in, not even turning away from the TV.

"Hi, Yugi. Hey, Joey." Jaden called, bounding out of the kitchen. He paused by Yami just long enough to whisper, "Talk to him. He needs to hear from you that you don't blame him."

Yami looked at Yusei, who was avoiding eye contact, but still managing to keep him in the corner of his vision. As neither spoke, they were both able to hear Jaden ushering everybody up to Yugi's room.

Once they were gone, Yami took a step forwards, but stopped when Yusei tensed. "I-I want to thank you."

" . . . For what?"Yusei whispered, voice even quieter than before."

"For helping Yugi. I know you don't like being around people, but not everyone would have done that." He looked down, lost in thought.

" . . . How is he?"

"He's fine. Only needed four stitches."

"Jaden says this isn't the first time something like this has happened. Yugi accidently hurting himself." Yusei focused on stirring the pot on the stove.

"It's not as bad as Jaden makes it sound. Sometimes Yugi just needs to watch where he's going."

"Heard that." Yugi called from the top of the stairs.

"Quit eavesdropping." Yami returned. He chuckled and felt his heart soar when he caught Yusei trying to hide a small smile. "So what's for dinner?"

"Jaden and I made chicken stew. It started out as curry, but neither of us could remember the whole recipe."

"Don't worry. That's why Yugi usually does the cooking. He never forgets anything. By the way, Joey's here."

Yusei stopped stirring. "I-I think . . . I can meet him. I'll try." He finished in a whisper.

"Just tell me if you get uncomfortable." Yami walked over to the stairs. "Joey, you can come down here now."

The blonde walked downstairs, slowly, and into the kitchen. He may be hyper by nature, but even he knew not to spook this kid. "Hey. My name's Joey Wheeler." He said, remaining by Yami in the doorway.

"H-hello. I'm Yusei. Are you staying for dinner?"

Yami smiled. It looked like Yusei would fit in just fine.

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And the first chapter is done! I would like to thank you all for bearing with me on this. Danger: Attack Cat is still my priority, but I wanted to get this one out. As I said, it was originally uploaded to the Yugioh 5D page, but I switched it because it grows into being more in the Yugioh universe. Please tell me how I'm doing!

NEXT CHAPTER: Yusei has had time to settle in, and tries to thank his new family for taking him in. however, things don't go quite as planned.