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Chapter 4 The Puzzle

Unbreakable Heart

Sorrow

Anger

Heart-broke

Love

"Yami?" Where did he go? Yugi walked out from the kitchen and looked around the room. Empty, he sighed and ran a hand trough his hair, Yami had been right beside him just a minute ago. He walked up the stairs and looked in his own room, where Yami usually were. But not now. He walked to the bathroom, but the door wasn't locked, nor was anyone in it. He walked to his grandpas room, but just as the others, empty. He sighed in frustration and walked down the stairs, wondering if he had gone back to the kitchen.

Meanwhile was Yami not down, nor was he in any of the rooms Yugi would think he would be in. He had felt something weird, like a wind coming from up stairs, how he knew it was from there he didn't know. The `wind´ came from a door he had never noticed before. He hadn't really looked around in the house that much so it wasn't that much of a chock. The thing that was a chock though was that when he walked in, was there no window in the room. Making it impossible for wind to come from the room. But he had still felt it, and now, was he standing in front of a large box. There was dust on it, like if no one had been in here for years. The box was the only thing that was in the, almost, dark room. If dust doesn't count.

He looked at the box and tilted his head to the side, a thing he always did when he was confused or curious, the wind he felt came from something inside it. But it wasn't just wind anymore, something was calling for him. Begging him to let it out.

Yami didn't know what to think about it, he thought, maybe he would go and ask Yugi, But how? He had no idea of what he would say. Nor did he know how to say it. So the only thing left for him to do was open it, and see what was in it.

He hesitated, before he slowly moved his hand forward and opened the box. Dust flew out from inside it, forcing Yami to cover his nose and eyes and turn away his head. When he opened them again and looked down, was the first thing he saw a cloth lying over something rather small. Nothing more was inside it and Yami blinked before he moved his hand to move away the cloth over the mystery object under it. A box. A small golden box laid

under it, it wasn't covered in dust and the small light from the lamp made it look like it glowed.

Yami picked up the box from the bigger one so he could examine it closer. There was some weird pictures on the box. He didn't know what they were, but he guessed it could be some other language. It didn't look like when Yugi wrote something, and he knew it wasn't pictures.

He looked at it a little longer before he opened it and looked inside. Small golden pieces laid in it. Glowing just as brightly as the box from the lamp. All had different shapes, and not even one of them looked the same.

Yami looked at it a little longer before he sat down at the floor. He put the box upside down and all the pieces landed on the floor. He looked at them, his crimson eyes glowed in the dim light, when he moved forward and took two pieces and put them together. They matched perfectly with each other, and so he continued. Every piece he took matched with the other one. One after one was he putting the pieces in place.

Why he suddenly started to putting it together in the first place was a mystery. He didn't intend to start building on it. The first though in his head was to show it to Yugi, ask him if he knew what it was. But he couldn't stop himself, and before he could even blink, was all the pieces laying on the floor and he was slowly starting to put them together.

Pictures started to form in his head. Showing empty rooms, red people* or only darkness. Fear started to form inside of him, but he still didn't stop. Even though he wanted to. He didn't recognize the pictures, he didn't understand the feelings that were running trough him, making his head spin, but he did know that he didn't like it.

Happiness, the only feeling he know about, he couldn't feel it. Making him more scared every second. Making his hands tremble every time he moved them. But he still couldn't make his body stop moving. No, it only made it worse. His hands moved faster, trying to put the pieces in the right place as fast as possible. The pictures moving faster in his head, making him dizzy. The pictures were all colliding with each other, making two into one. They were all running around in his head, making him blind, dizzy and scared. It didn't stop, continuing until he couldn't take it anymore. Something wet ran down his cheeks, the pain in his head increasing, until everything suddenly stopped. His vision came back, only to be replace by darkness.

Yugi was about to give up, when he remembered that there was still one room he hadn't looked inside yet. He really doubt that Yami would be in there. But it was the only room left. He had already looked in all the other rooms five times.

Yugi opened the door to the room he hadn't been in for ages. He didn't even remember what really was in there. Maybe some boxes or it was just empty, probably dust. But what he didn't think would be in it, was Yami. Sprawled out on the floor, unmoving. Yugi ran up to him and let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Yami was still breathing.

A million questions flew around in his head, but he decided to ignore them, and instead concentrate on getting Yami out of the room and in to his own.

It wasn't until he had laid Yami down on the bed and carefully looking for any wounds, that he realized that Yami was holding something. But he couldn't see what it was and he couldn't get the thing away from Yami. So the whole thing ended with Yugi lying on the floor, looking up at the ceiling and Yami on the bed.

Yugi didn't know when, but sometime under his rain of thoughts had he fallen asleep, and was now awakened by the sound of the door opening.
Slowly he opened his eyes, only to have them closed again when he was met by the bright light from the lamp. A groan slipped trough his lips and he turned around, shielding his eyes with his arms.

"Yugi?" Opening his eyes again, he saw one of his best friends, Ryou, standing at his door. Blinking he slowly sat up, flinching at the pain from his, back from sleeping on the floor, and looked back up at his friend.

"How did you get in here?" Yugi asked and yawned.

"I let him in." Ryou turned a little to the side, and Yugi's grandpa walked in to the room, before he sat down at the bed beside the still unconscious form of Yami. He looked at him before he continued. "He said that you forgot your bag at school." He finished and Yugi blinked again, looking at his grandpa and then back at Ryou.

"I did? I can't even remember taking it with me to school." Yugi mumbled and Ryou chuckled before he put Yugis bag down at the floor. He was about to say something, but was cut of by the sound of someone moving and looked at Yugis bed. Where he saw Yami.

"Who?" He asked and looked at Yami and then at Yugi, then back at Yami again.

Yugi chuckled at his friends stunned weird expression and stood up before he sat down on a chair. Much more nicer against his hurting back. I will never sleep on the floor again. He muttered quietly before he looked at his confused friend.

"Well, we don't really know that much about him." Yugi started and Ryou moved his gaze away from the sleeping boy to Yugi. "The only thing we do know is that his name is Yami. That he don't know how to act around other people, that he has struggle with talking and that he just don't understand... Anything." Ryou blinked and sat down at the floor.

"We do also know that something happened to him. But we don't know what." Grandpa said and Ryou frowned. "Yugi found him in an alley, he had several wounds. But seems to be fine now." Grandpa continued and Ryou nodded in understanding. Yugi saw the look in his friends eyes and know that something wasn't right. He was hiding something.

"What are you thinking about Ryou?" Yugi asked and Ryou looked up, startled by Yugis question and shook his head.

"Well I..." Stopping he silently tried to gather his thoughts. Yugi looked at his grandpa, who nodded in understanding and stood up to the two, or three, boys alone. "I'm just... How do you know that he isn't, you know, someone dangerous, just pretending." Ryou asked and looked at Yugi, who just looked at him. He could never see Yami as someone dangerous. Sure, maybe it was weird that he had just found him in an alley, that he don't remember anything about anything. But that didn't make him... No, he just couldn't see him like that. It just didn't fit. Yami seemed to... Clueless about everything. He was to... Well, he didn't know, but he just couldn't see him as anyone that wanted to hurt someone. No, that didn't work out, not in his mind, not ever. Yugi shook his head in respond and looked at Ryou.

"Never. He could never hurt anyone. I know that." Yugi said in a serious tone and Ryou nodded. Looked at Yami then back at Yugi, a smile on his face.
"Very well then. If you trust him, then so do I." He said and Yugi smiled back at his friend. He knew he could always count on Ryou. He was his best friend, they both trusted each other, went to each other if something was wrong. Yugi could never had dream about a better friend than Ryou.
"Thank you Ryou." Ryou smiled at Yugi again, before he looked at Yami and blinked.

"What is he holding?" Ryou asked and Yugi walked up to him and sat down at the floor beside him. Resting his head on the wall behind hi.

"Dunno. I saw it there before but, he just wouldn't let go of it, and it's really hard to see." Yugi answered and Ryou nodded and, he too, rested his head against the wall.

"What happened?" Ryou asked after some minutes of silence and Yugi looked at him confused first, before he realized what he was talking about and sighed.

"Well, to make a long story short. Yami vanished from the kitchen, and when I did found him, was he out cold on the floor." Yugi shrugged and looked at Yami. "But I don't know why, what happened." Ryou nodded and the two boys continued to talk. Ryou asked more about Yami, and Yugi answered as good as he could. But neither of them noticed when the sleeping boy suddenly stirred and two sleepy crimson eyes looked at the wall in front of him.

Blinking Yami slowly realized that he was laying on a bed and that he recognized the bed. It was the same one as he had woken up at... What was it, yesterday? He didn't really know. Couldn't remember. His head was spinning and the headache from before was still there. But the pictures had gone away... Wait. Blinking, he looked down at what was in his hands, his eyes widened at the sight of the puzzle pieces. Only this time, they wasn't just pieces, he had put them together. But he didn't even remember finishing it.

He remembered all the images, red people, dark rooms. He remembered the pain in his head, that still didn't want to leave. But he didn't remember finishing the puzzle.

Looking down at it again, he saw that in the middle of the puzzle was a piece had didn't see when he had thrown out all the pieces on the floor. A big eye.

The headache made his eyes act weird, and he couldn't focus. He couldn't really see what it was that was in his hands. But he knew it was the puzzle, he could feel it. That strong feeling that had been there ever since he had walked in trough the door to that empty room, it was still there.

From somewhere in the room, could he hear someone talking, and another one responding. One of them he knew, Yugi. But the other one didn't sound like grandpa, that Yugi called him, it sounded much more younger.

But he was in to much pain to turn around and see who it was. Just moving his head to look down hurt and even if he didn't understand why it hurt, he knew it was bad. Yugi had said that it wasn't good when you felt pain and that you should be careful when you did feel it. Not really understanding what he meant by that, he still understood that he wasn't supposed to move if it hurt. Or, that's what he guessed.

But even if he was in great pain, was the curiosity to strong. He had only meet Yugi and grandpa, no one else. He didn't know how other people react to things, how they see things, and how they think. He only knew, a little, about Yugi and grandpa and that was it. He wanted to know more.

Slowly, he moved. It felt like hours before he could see a Yugi, sitting down, beside him was another boy. He didn't look much older than Yugi. But he wasn't sure, everything was blurry, and he couldn't resist to groan when the pain in his head grew from the light in the room.

Closing his eyes, he heard the talking stop, before he felt something on his arm. Looking up, he saw Yugi looking at him, worry in his eyes, before he closed them again.

"Should I get some water to..?" Ryou asked and Yugi looked at him and nodded. Ryou ran out from the room, and soon came back with a wet towel, he put it gently on Yami's forehead and a groan came from Yami again, before his body went limp and his breathing slowed down.

Yugi sighed and looked down. He opened his mouth, as to say something, but closed it just as fast. Stuck in Yami's hands could he now clearly see upside down puzzle. With the eye of Horus in the middle, looking at him. Ryou looked at Yugi, before he too looked down, and meet, eye to eye, with the eye of Horus.

Me: I didn't mean for it to be this long, I'm so sorry! I had started on this chapter almost the same day I published chapter 3, but then I couldn't get the file where this is in cause my computer decided It didn't want me to write anymore, so my dad had to email it to me and so much happened. I'm sorry, and I will try to get the next chapter out much sooner and to make it longer. This was supposed to be longer, but it fit to good to end it here, so, yeah.

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