OMR! You guys are amazing! I think I blushed when I read the reviews. They inspire me so much to do my best. Just when I thought I was letting you guys down :')

Rapid Puzzlshipper Saiko- Thank you so much it took so long to write and I'm glad it's appreciated. That's a very fun idea, I would so use it if I didn't have something more evil in mind :3 Plus would you mind telling me when it got confusing? If possible I'd like to fix that.

Also I'm sorry but I promised the person that requested this story that I'd keep it below the M rated line. Although, it is true I'd like to have more people review for this story, M rated would tell the ready that either its really sexy or violent and I can't risk my head being cut off just because there's no lime or lemon or (god forbid) something happens to Yugi and I have to try to stop people from burning my house down XD

Zeldafan818-Thank you so much! I'm glad that you have such a high opinion of my story. Your comment is the one that made me blush I believe ./.

Chrononver- Talent? Where? O_O I don't feel like I have talent but thank you for saying so. I only wish to give the puzzle shippers something to look forward to. I will keep writing because I love it so much x3 And I'd really appreciate that thank you ^ - ^

littlerostte- I have to leave it there! I'm the queen of cliff hangers for Ra's sake. My rep must be kept intact or I'll flop! But, thank you so much for reviewing anyway even though there was a cliffhanger, You're awesome TT . TT

SayaKisaragi- Ra I want to use your idea so bad! Can I? *puppy eyes* And thank you for liking my story :)

animefor- I really like that you reviewed even though you didn't have much to say. Thanks for reading and I appreciate it ^ - ^

lovestarr- Mwahahaha! Suspense! But please don't die on me or Bakura would come and dance on your grave D;

yasmingreen07- I hope so, I tend to get a little screwy sometimes with the plot, so I hope this meets some of your expectations.

Yami- As I said before 5 reviews and Yugi had to do something cute. Well guess what Aibou? We got 11 so you're royally screwed.

Yugi- Why me!?

Yami- Hikaris always do the dirty work, plus I couldn't be cute to save my life!

Yugi- I beg to differ.

Disclaimer: YamiNoIcexIcuo does not own Yugioh-YGOTAS so don't sue!

Icuo: On with the show.

Chapter 4: The Tears of a Gamer


Yugi Mutou's POV


Annoyance tugged and pulled at every corner of my brain. I thought he'd actually had something good in mind. When he pulled back with a smirk on his face I glared at him plainly. "So that's all I have to do? It doesn't seem worth it." I admitted shrugging my shoulders.

Yami, having a way with words, narrowed his eyes at me with a smirk. "So you're backing down from the challenge?" He countered watching my face as he set up his trap.

My eye twitched vigorously. Did he think I was stupid? What a jerk! My face flushed with anger as my whole body moved before I could top it. I grabbed him by his collar and shot him a look of pure frustration. My amethyst eyes crashed through crimson rock causing a surge of stamina to rush through my body. "I WILL NEVER GIVE UP MY TITLE OVER A STUPID GAME!" I whined into his face as angry tears pricked at my eyes.

At first, Yami only looked at me bewilderedly. His wide eyes told me he was shocked at my suddenly bold actions.

Adrenalin still ran hot in my veins, making me huff and puff tiny burst of hot air into the teen's face. I was struggling with self control and all that I could do to keep it in check was to breath; being as angered as I was made that just as hard.

Gaining some control, I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I had gotten a bit out of hand and I shouldn't have gotten so steamed. Putting my hands down onto my lap, balling them up into tiny fists, I opened my eyes. I'd had closed them while I was trying to lower my blood pressure and snap out of my sudden fit of rage.

Having my eyes open now I looked upon my foster brother's face for any signHis face still showed shock and only a small amount of fear. Had I really been that bad? I blushed slightly with embarrassment for my over heated actions. I had to apologize.

"Look...I..um..." I began not exactly knowing what to say. It wasn't easy saying sorry to Yami. I'd said it before, but with him it felt, weird. I put my head down not letting him see my face as I stumbled for the words. "I'm not sure what came over me, I'm very so-" I tried apologizing while faltering around each word with caution.

Prematurely, before I'd finished, I was interrupted by a semi low chuckling sound that floated around my ears. It sounded muffled and not very well controlled; but also somewhat familiar.

I looked up at my older brother's face, caught off guard but the sudden noise.

His hand was pressed lightly against his mouth, muffling the sound of his loud roar of laughter; unfortunately the hand didn't block the insanity of the laugh one bit.

I tilted my head to the side cocking up a light black eyebrow over my violet eyes. "What's so funny?" I asked baffled by his indecency for letting me finish what seemed like and important apology.

When Yami noticed I could hear him, he quickly cut of the laughter with a loud cough and opened his eyes to look at me apologetically. " Gommen, you just look so cute when you're embarrassed; I tried not to laugh but it just came out."

I groaned at him and rolled my eyes. What was up with people and calling me cute? I know looking back that I'd put on something just to look cute; but the fact that it actually did the job was starting to irk me. But, it was also slightly more embarrassing when it came from my foster brother's mouth than it did coming from anyone else. I felt a pinkish glow start to paint over my cheeks and I turned away. "S-so are we going to play the game or not?" I inquired, trying to change the subject.

Yami smirked knowingly and his eyes flashed an evil red and then settled back into the crimson form. "Of course, I'm just waiting for you to get off my lap." He said cheekily, folding his arms in wait of my reaction; and boy did I give him a show.

My amethyst jewels widened with realization and my face became heated with a very dark pink. I pushed off of him so fast that I'd almost tripped on the chair leg and fallen backwards. Luckily, before I'd had the slightest chance of hitting the ground Yami caught my hand and regained my balance on one leg; the other sticking up in the air as if I were a ballerina leaping into the air preparing to fall gracefully to the ground.

When I'd finally planted both feat firmly on the ground I quickly took my hand away from him, letting it drop back home to my side. As rude an action as it may have been, at the moment I didn't really care. I looked at my brother, determined not to let him have this over me. "Ask the question. We'll see who's King of Games when this is over." I said with a sneer on my face. I wanted to look challenging not like some kind of push over.

Crimson eyes looked over me thoughtfully, taking in my stance inch by inch with just a sweep of an eye. Then, those blood red eyes closed and a genuine smile appeared on Yami's face. "Alright, here's your question. If I slap your hand and you slap a pile of cards, meaning my defeat, what game are we playing?" He asked smugly folding his arms in front of him once again.

My mind drew a blank as I searched for the answer. Card Games? The pamphlets given to me by Joey wheeler had only registered modern games; and everyone knows card games are classic games that can't be messed around with too only card games I've actually play before were Duel Monsters, Uno, Go Fish, and Spoons; and none of them had anything to do with slapping the cards. The title had to have slap in it right? I looked up at my foster brother's pleased expression and angled an eyebrow. "Is it Slapjack?" I asked, hope spilling from my eyes and onto the floor.

Yami's smile only widened as he shook his head from side to side. "That was a very close guess foster brother; but ,all the same, that guess was a miss. The name of the game is Egyptian Rat Screw. Though I will give it to you, there are

rumors that the game originated from Slapjack, the card game you guess that it was." He said filling me in on my failure. He really did know a lot about games, and I now knew why he'd want the title King of Games.

"Now..." He said slowly, leaning in his chair to come face to face with me. "How about that prize, foster brother?" Yami smiled serenely. He was pleased with his sneakiness and I could tell. There's nothing better to an older sibling than teasing the crap out of them; a saying Yami seemed to highly agree with.

My eyes looked down in sadness. I'd really thought I was going to win. I had the drive and the determination to do so but I still lost. Maybe it was because I wasn't doing it for the right reasons? I didn't know and it didn't matter anymore, I'd lost my title, the title I'd earned from those closest to me at the orphanage; gone.

"Well, I hold true to my word, so I guess you're The King of Games now, Congratulations." I mumbled to Yami, feeling a hallow space forming inside of me; only being filled with loss and sadness. I was on the brink of tears just hearing the words escape my lips, and I knew then I was going to cry. "Would you excuse me for a second?" I said quickly not giving Yami a chance to answer before I ran out choking back my sobs.

Tears welling and beginning to over flow, I ran up the stairs and took a sharp turn to the right; the opposite direction of my own room. to the nearest room I could find and twisted the knob. I shoved the door open and slammed it back, making the room completely dark. I stumbled around trying to find a good place to sit down, not being able to see a thing. When I'd finally found a corner I promptly sat down hugging my knees to my chest and burying my face in my arms. If any one came in I didn't want them to see me crying; especially not Yami.

"I-I'll just c-come out when everyone asleep, that w-way no one will worry about m-me." I thought aloud, hiccupping and sobbing as I went. I didn't want to make anyone worry about me; that would be the only thing that could make this day any worse.


Yami's POV


How nice am I right? I admit I can be a jerk sometimes...ok most of the time, but I really didn't want to hurt Yugi's feelings.

I walked up the stairs slowly after him thinking about what I could say to make him feel better. I wasn't trying to be mean when I asked for the title of King of Games, I just wanted to bet something that would motivate him but not make him upset if he lost. After all it's just a name, its not like I asked him to streak and run in the streets naked. I wasn't that cruel.

Making my way around the corner were I'd seen Yugi run past I ran into a fidgeting Icuo at the door of my room. He was twiddling his thumbs whilst he sat down on the hard wood floor. His eyes looked from side to side nervously as he leaned against the marble wall next to my steal grey bedroom door. I smiled slightly. His sitting there next to my door made him look like a victim waiting to be tortured by an evil dungeon master. But the question was, why?

"Hey Icuo." I said casual as I stopped right next to him.

He nearly flew out of his skin in surprise. He turned toward me in record time and bowed. "Ah! Good morning Master Yami." He greeted me with respect.

I sighed; he was always so formal. "I told you to just call me Yami. No ones here, and we are friends." I reminded him. Putting a hand to his shoulder.

Icuo looked up, some of his nervousness seeming to fade. "Oh, well in that case..." he mused, suddenly towering over me as he stood at his full height.

Curiosity over took my bored expression and I tilted my head, signaling my confusion. What had I said now?

My question was answered in fragments as a sharp pain ran through my ear and I was pulled forward. "Huh? OW!" I exclaimed reaching up to grab the source of my pain.

Icuo's nimble fingers had wound themselves around my earlobe and pinch hard; creating a numb but vivid pain that surged through my dainty listening device. I could feel his hot breath on my ear, my week hands attempting to unlatch his fingers in vain. "Is this thing on?" He said calmly.

I nodded profusely, eager to make the pain go away.

"Good, now listen up. As your friend I know how stubborn you can be some times, not to mention how much of a jerk you can be, and now I'm confronting you about it. I saw Yugi come up here crying and he was fine before we left him with you, so that could only mean you had something to do with it. I don't know how you made Yugi cry, but you'd better fix it. No backing out just because you don't know how to talk to ten year olds either. Got it?" He said strictly filling my body with fear.

I nodded quickly, trying my best not to make the pain worse. My earlobe was quickly released afterwards and I proceed to rub the abused skin with small strokes.

How I got taught a lesson to by a 9 year old, I will never know. But, I knew what he said was something I shouldn't take lightly. Obviously I'd hurt Yugi more than I'd ever wanted to. I was only teasing him, I thought that's what brothers did. But, I'd taken it too far.

Icuo snapped me out of my thought by beginning to apologize. "Yami please forgive me, I meant no disrespect at all! I'm so sorry for hurting you. Please for-" I put a hand up to stop his river of apologies and looked at the floor, smiling sadly. "No. You're right, I need to apologize. I was a jerk and I need to make things right. Somehow..." I confessed.

Icuo's eyes widened at this. "Come again? Did I just here you admit you had to apologize? Can I get that as my ringtone?" He teased. It was to be expected. Normally I'd never admit something was my fault; even if their was no one else to blame. Nothing that I did ever seemed bad to me. But seeing Yugi cry... I frowned as I remembered the watery amethyst eyes he'd shown me before leaving the dining room. That was my fault, and what I did was wrong. I'd never get confused with the difference between right and wrong again; so long as I could help it.

"So, where is Yugi anyway?" I asked Icuo. The sooner I found Yugi the sooner I could apologize for being such an idiot.

Icuo's smiling face abruptly fell and his nervousness returned with a vengeance. "Well...I...you see...um...I tried to stop him but..." Icuo began trailing off looking down to try and avoid my eyes.

Considering the fact that I was 4'3 and he was 6'2 and we were stand right in front of each other, I'm sure this action just made it even more exceedingly impossible to avoid my eyes.

I looked him dead in the eye. Icy blue eyes clashing with fiery red, knife fight as their pierced each other with their gazes. Fiery crimson rose tall and engulfed it's Icy opponent and was proclaimed the winner. " Where is he Icuo?" I asked once again expecting an answer.

Icuo knew he stood no chance when I wanted something and he quickly answered. Verbally? No. Physically? Anything better than nothing right?

His right arm rose and arched like a one way sign on a one way street, and let his gloved hand do the rest by simply pointing in that direction.

I glanced that way only to gasp in surprise. A dark and eerie door stood there. Steal grey contradicting milky white marble walls. the feeling it gave of made anyone who past the door's hair stand up on the back of their neck with the fear and violence it threatened to carry out.

I sighed. Yugi had entered my bedroom.


Not to be rude but... I just LOVE cliff hanging you guys ;) I know it's not one of my best chapters but I promise the next one will be better...I hope.

Yugi: Please don't tell me there's something in there D':

Yami: Look at me and then ask her again.

Yugi: *looks at Yami and then turns back* Never mind...

Yami: As usual 5 reviews and you get the next one and Yugi has to do something even cuter then this time.

Ice: and please tell me if it was good or not. You know, the content, the wording, what confused you and all that good stuff :3

Icuo: See ya *waves*