:Ugh, this story is on my mind all the time but when I go to write it, it's like "What.". I'm trying really hard on making this one of my best stories but I'm not sure, I guess I'm just worrying too hard. I would like to say thank you to the readers who are encouraging me to keep writing despite my difficulties, it makes me really happy to know you all care! I love you guys, I hope you enjoy this chapter and please review!:

Crash!

Yugi's eyes flew open and his heart skipped more then a few beats as he flew himself upright on the couch. He breathed heavily and looked at the television, it was on and a scene where a car crash had occurred was on the screen. He sighed deeply and threw himself back onto the cushions, stupid television. After Anzu had left, he had made two calls. One to a Chinese restaurant so he could have some take-out, the evidence of this take-out resided on the coffee table half eaten, and Two; To call the cable company to turn on cable and the internet for the house. Both of these calls took less then an hour and made Yugi happy when both purposes of the calls happened within the hour as well.

Yugi looked at the coffee table, an empty box of noodles was tipped over on it's side and another one was half eaten with chopsticks stuck in the center of it. He looked up the clock and his eyes widened, it was three in the morning! He had eaten the food around five or five thirty, so the food was obviously not to be eaten due to being exposed to the bacteria in the air. Yugi stood up and stretched before he reached down and picked up his mess, there was a half empty glass of diet coke as well, but his hands were full and he would come back to get it.

He entered his kitchen and looked around for a garbage bag, he found one after looking under multiple cabinets and tossed in the boxes. Yugi walked back into the living room and grabbed the coke, taking a sniff of it to see if it smelled funny, he looked in the glass to see a dead fly and scrunched his face up in disgust. He took the glass to the kitchen and emptied it into the sink before proceeding to wash it.

Yugi wondered if he was still alone in the house as he dried the glass and put it back in the cabinet, perhaps Anzu had come back home? He shook his head at that thought, Anzu probably wouldn't be back for a day or two, she had looked really mad. He rolled his eyes at that, who cares if she looked mad, it was her fault that she started the damn argument. Yugi walked back into the living room and stared at the television, it was showing a commercial for houses in a new city that had been made. The houses looked nice, Yugi admitted, but none of them sparked his interests...Not like the other house.

What had happened there anyway? Yugi thought, he was tempted to go back, that was for sure. The pull he had experienced felt so great that he had almost, almost went in. Why did it have such an effect on him? It scared him...Yet it excited him all at the same time! He had felt a stare on him, an intense stare, just waiting to see if he would enter, as if it wanted him too. He had felt someone whispering in his ear, whispering in a soft yet deep voice that he could feel on his earlobe, telling him to go in, begging him to go in. The push to the door, the pull towards the door, what were those feelings? Yugi looked down at his hands and cupped his right hand to his chest, his left holding it tightly. What was the tight yet gentle feeling he felt on his hand, that guided him to the knob? It led him, as if showing a small child how to open a door. Yugi was terrified, yet he was so fascinated that he could barely control himself.

He shook his head, no he couldn't think about his experience, what would Anzu say if she heard this? Who says you're going to tell her? Yugi smiled at this, he had just argued with her, he could do what he wanted, he was the man, she was the woman. This was his house, his rules, what he says goes. He looked around in the living room, seeing some boxes that he hadn't unpacked yet and scoffed at himself. Anzu could take of that, he had unpacked enough, she could do the rest.

Yugi walked up to his study and opened the door slowly, he had unpacked all of his study and it looked nice to him. He walked to his desk and rested a hand on his laptop, feeling how cool and smooth it was under his fingertips. He bit his lip as he felt the urge to write down what he felt about the house down. No, he could do that when he had more data on the house. He wanted to write, he wanted to write so badly, but he was patient and he would acquire more information before rushing into writing. An impatient writer, is a sloppy writer.

He walked up to the window, the outside was dark and lit up with multiple street lights, as if it was the fourth of July. He watched cars zoom by on the streets, he watched people walking and talking to one another, he watched people enter and exit buildings. Yugi moved his eyes in the direction of the house and his eyes widened and he took a step away from the window in surprise. An abandoned house surely wouldn't have a porch light on, would it? Yet it did, a bright yellow light shined from the house, bright enough that Yugi could see it despite the tall grass and weeds. Why on earth did an abandoned house have a porch light, Yugi understood a broken porch light perhaps, but a working one? It was nearly impossible! Unless...Yugi looked away...Unless it was still occupied?

Yugi wanted to laugh at his thoughts, occupied? Was he insane? An abandoned house couldn't still be occupied! But it would explain the disappearances, wouldn't it? He shook his head and sat down in his chair, resting his head on the back of it. What would live in an abandoned house? Ghosts, maybe, but they couldn't change a light-bulb, they only did that in kid movies, books, and jokes. Demons? They wouldn't care to have light, they would prefer it to be dark. Yugi lifted his head and leaned over to place his elbows on his knees and place his hands to his forehead. If it has curtains, then it could have lights, that meant someone or something had to live there. Yugi couldn't take the pressure or the curiosity any longer...

So, he grabbed the keys and left.

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The house was easy to find now for Yugi, he memorized how to get there and where to park when he got there. How could Yugi not memorize it? This was what he wanted to see, this was what he wanted to be near, this was what he wanted. He parked the car and got out hesitantly and looked around. Surely Anzu wouldn't pull another surprise visit, he would probably burst into the house to get away from her! Yugi smiled as he saw the house, the porch light blazing and the porch looking quite homey despite it's creepy appearance. The wind blew a cold chill and sent shivers down Yugi's body, he closed his eyes and hugged himself, wishing he had brought a jacket to keep himself warm.

Yugi's eyes widened in confusion when all of a sudden he didn't feel cold at all, as if the cold had been suddenly caught off. He could certainly feel the wind blowing but he couldn't feel any temperature coming from it. He looked around, that was too strange but interesting all at the same time! Yugi unraveled his arms and looked toward the door and narrowed his eyes as he saw something past by one of the curtains, something had defiantly movedthe curtains. He had seen it this time, so he couldn't be mistaken. Something or someone was in there, and Yugi wanted to know what or who that was.

He felt the familiar feelings come back over him, the pull, the push, the whispers, the intense stare...Yugi felt uneasy and even slightly violated, he felt as if someone was resting a hand on his back, gently pushing him towards the door, whispering in his ear to come in. The whispers grazed over his ear and Yugi wished it was the chilling wind, it was warm, too warm for the cold outdoors. Yugi wanted to break free from the unknown feeling, but he wanted to get to the house and this feeling was ushering him closer to it. The feelings guided him up to the porch, and as soon as he rested both feet on top of the porch and he was in front of the door, the porch light flickered off. The feeling of being pulled, pushed, and the whispers had left him, the feeling of being stared at and the warm feeling that protected his body from the cold winds did not.

The knob was right in front of him, Yugi could see it barely because of the night. He reached for it reluctantly and gripped the knob in his right hand, he almost shot his hand back away, it was cold as ice! Yugi licked his lips and tightened his grip around the knob, the cold biting into his palm and his hand screaming at him to let go. He heard the knob squeak as he slowly turned it and pushed the door open.

The inside was just what an abandoned house would look like, only a little more clean...The walls were dark as well as the floor boards, but Yugi could tell the floor was wood, probably rotten and the walls were probably just the same. He could barely see if the wood contained any color but he smiled at what he was seeing none the less. The area he had entered was like a mansion, there was a large staircase, more then three hallways leading to different areas of the place, a large room with a table and four couches surrounding it, bookshelves scattered around that contained probably year old novels, and a large rug under the table that Yugi could barely make out.

Yugi was surprised at how warm it was in the place, he had felt the warm feeling leave him when he entered but now it felt as if he had entered a cozy home of an elderly person, it didn't have the same exact atmosphere but the temperature was close enough. He looked around more to see lamps and wondered if they worked but didn't attempt to turn any on, just in case the someone who lived here woke up. Yugi looked toward one of the bookshelves and was surprised to find that they were not covered in dust and cobwebs, but looked to be in fairly good condition! He rose a hand to take a book out of the bookshelf when he heard the sound of someone walking down the stairs. Yugi froze on the spot and looked up to see a tall shadow silhouette of a man, the man and Yugi seemed to stare at each other, already noticing each others presence.

"Oh..." The man spoke, Yugi was amazed to find it had a higher pitched voice then he would have thought, and did he hear an accent in that voice? The man sighed and stepped forward, Yugi still couldn't see the man's appearance at all.

"Well, don't just stand there." The man ordered, Yugi saw the man gesture toward the table and the couches. The area lit up in a bright yellow light and Yugi was surprised to find that there was a deck of cards on top of the table. The man walked to the table, making gestures for Yugi to follow him. Okay, so he found out who lived here...Yugi followed, making no sound and making no attempt to make conversation. The man stepped into the light and sat down on one of the couches. Yugi rose an eyebrow at the man, and the man rose an eyebrow back.

"What're you staring at?" He asked. Yugi didn't know what to say or think, the man was a short haired blonde with honey colored eyes, and he didn't look creepy or scary at all! He wore a dark green dusty jacket with a white shirt and blue jeans, on his feet were plain tennis shoes. Yugi shook his head and sat down in the opposite couch.

"I'm surprised someone came in this house." The man grumbled as he grabbed the deck of cards. "You know how to play goldfish?" Yugi nodded, folding his hands into his lap, he felt like such a child but he didn't know what to do! Who was this man, and was he dead or alive?

"I'm sorry..." Yugi spoke. "But may I ask what your name is?" The man rose an eyebrow and shrugged as he gave Yugi seven cards.

"Don't see why not." The man chuckled. "My name's Joey." Yugi's eyes widened and his mouth gaped open. The man just looked at him with a confused expression.

"What? Did I say something funny?"

"What's your last name?"

"Wheeler." Yugi stood up, slamming his hands on the table, and pointed at him, which made the man jump back in his seat in surprise.

"You!" Yugi yelled. "You're the guy who's supposed to be dead!" Joey blinked at him in confusion.

"Dead?" Joey looked up in thought. "I wouldn't say that I'm dead..." Yugi gasped as he felt an unknown force knock himself back down onto the couch and force him to look down at the cards in his hands.

"Let's not talk about dead stuff." Joey waved a dismissive hand. "Let's make a bet." Yugi gulped, oh god no. "If I win this, you have to leave and you can't ever come back. If you win, you can do whatever you want." Yugi blinked in surprise, that was it?

"You're...joking, right?" Yugi questioned. Joey shook his head.

"All you have to do is play the game."

"But shouldn't you be, I don't know, not here? And maybe you should be with your wi-"

"Let's start the game." Joey interrupted as he looked at his set of cards.

"Got any six's?"

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Yugi smirked and threw his last pair of cards down in front of him and crossed his arms. Joey's eyes widened at this and just stared at the cards in disbelief.

"You lose, Joey." Yugi spoke mockingly. "I win." Yugi stood up and walked away from the table, not seeing the light dim and the cards disappear from sight. Joey jumped up and hovered in the air next to Yugi.

"Okay, so what are you doing now?" Joey questioned with his own arms crossed now. Yugi looked at him and made a circular gesture with his hand.

"How are you floating?"

"I'll tell you if you leave."

"You said I could do whatever I want." Yugi argued. Joey sighed as he landed on his feet and stood in front of Yugi.

"That depends," Joey said. "On what you want to do."

"I want to explore this place." Yugi answered and pushed his way past Joey, noticing how he could bump into him as if he was a solid object. So, he's not a ghost...He looked behind him and couldn't see Joey, where did he go? Yugi shrugged and looked toward a closed door to see Joey pass through it and stand in front of him, as if it was open the whole time!

"How did you-"

"Look, you really have to leave." Joey spoke, more quickly then usual. Yugi narrowed his eyes.

"Why should I do that?"

"Because if you don't, I don't think you're going to live that long. I mean, you said it yourself that I'm dead."

"You look fine to me, and from what I've heard, you've been gone for three years." Yugi countered as he looked over Joey's body, other then all the tricks Joey could do, he did look okay. Joey flushed and looked away.

"I-I know that! I just-"

"And who exactly..." A deep voice sounded throughout the hallway. Joey's eyes widened in fear and looked down the hall, Yugi followed his gaze and his eyes widened in surprise. At the end of the hallway was a fairly tall slender man, his hair matching Yugi's own hairstyle, only a crimson red was aligning his hair instead of amethyst, and some of his bangs shot up his hair like lightning bolts. Yugi couldn't stop staring at the man's eyes, dark crimson eyes that sparked fear into anyone's soul. The man wore dark leather that gripped his skin, shirt, pants, shoes, almost everything was leather, the man had on a long dark coat that flowed down behind him, the man's hands were hidden inside the pockets of it.

The man closed his eyes and reopened them slowly as his eyes traveled down Yugi's person, as if analyzing him, Yugi was tempted to cover his body with his hands. The man smirked as his dark eyes met Yugi's bright ones and he voiced out with an entrancing melody.

"Is this bewitching beauty?"

:Hello Yami! I missed you buddy, and man am I going to love writing your character next chapter! I hope you guys liked this chapter! Please review!: