Guys, I am SO SORRY for the late update! I have no excuses, but here is the final chapter/epilogue for you. Thank you for the reviews and for the support with this story, it was a tricky one to get right and get the characters right, but I'm glad its done now.

I hope you enjoy!

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Life, is a struggle.

It's a combination of trying to not loose your mind every day over matters that actually in the grand scheme of things are not very important. We are all just children trapped in adult bodies and trying to make a nine to five living so that we can have a normal and relatively easy life. But the pressures of actually being an adult and being independent are different to everything that we thought it would be growing up. It's incredibly stressful and challenging at times, especially through the early years, when you are still finding yourself as a person and theres no one to tell you right from wrong so you just end up making mistake after mistake until eventually you learn and then all you want to do is crawl back into the foetus position and be a child again.

The innocence of children is our truest nature.

Anzu pondered this as she gazed out of the large windows lining the adjacent wall, the early morning sun dancing across the beige carpet that lined the room. She felt her tired blue orbs follow a ray of sun, dust mites dancing in and out of its yellow hue, leading her gaze down further until they disappeared behind the end of the bed, her vision re-focusing on the messed sheets and tanned arm that was clutched tightly around her waist.

She glanced back over her shoulder, grinning at the sleeping Motou boy next to her. His face was relaxed and content, his lips open slightly as he snored softly, his large crimson orbs shut tight against the world as he continued to doze. She turned her head back to the window, letting him snooze a little longer before dragging him out of bed. She was a morning person and always had been, much to Yami's annoyance. Over the months that they had now spent together, his sleeping patterns had improved and his insomnia and near been cured apart from the occasional night. Isis had said that his body and soul was still tightly tied to his days as Pharaoh and so if anything was out of place in his life now in the twenty-first century, it would send his body off kilter. Now he had Anzu, his soul was settling down and allowing him to sleep peacefully.

It made sense she supposed.

Anzu's visions had also stopped, fizzling down to mere distant gazes into the past as she awoke from deep sleep in the arms of her Pharaoh. However, Isis had also mentioned that they had each found their soul mates. The word mate had sounded so animalistic and raw in her head and she had resented it at first, but it felt like the only way how to describe what they had found each other. She smiled at the thought, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she slipped down into the covers and turned to him, tucking her head underneath his chin as she shifted further into his warmth, the cosy silence of the Sunday morning relaxing her senses and muscles until she too drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

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"I am not wearing that."

Yami glared at the outfit on the hanger currently strung up over the wardrobe door. He glanced at the feminine giggle that echoed from through the open bathroom door, throwing his bag onto the bed as she made his way over and hovered in the doorway, leaning against it with his arms crossed as he grinned at the sight. Anzu sat in the bath, bubbles surrounding her as she stopped what she was doing to glance over at him, her arms up and in her hair as she tied it back against the hot water, a few strands falling loose down her neck and sticking to her skin. She grinned back at him, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she watched his crimson orbs slips down from her face to her exposed chest. His pupils dilated slightly as his smile grew, but she teased him cruelly by dipping further into the tub, resting her head against the lip of it as she gazed at him from beneath hooded lids.

"How was work?"

He shrugged, moving further into the room as he swiftly sat down on the side of the tub, his hand rubbing through her hair gently, "Busy, but good. We are making good progress."

He was referring to him and Isis searching for the millennium puzzle and matching items, "Do you think your close?" She asked, grabbing her razor off the side of the bath and stretching a long leg out of the water to shave.

"Possibly. We have a lead in the middle east."

She stopped, surprised blue orbs moving to meet his gaze quickly, "You're leaving?!"

Whenever they had a lead on anything, it always meant that he was gone for weeks on end to investigate with Isis, and even though she understood that it was his job, she hated the strain it put on their relationship.

He chuckled, "No, It's nothing solid and Isis understands that I have a life outside of the office," He smiled at the appreciative look on her softened features, "we're sending Otis instead."

"So, you're still coming today?" She grinned.

"Yes, but there is no way you're getting me in that costume..." He deadpanned.

She laughed, "Its halloween, Yami, its popular culture to dress up!"

"I know the culture, but why embarrass yourself for the entertainment of others?" He grimaced.

"Everyone does it, it's not to embarrass anyone its just to have fun. And besides, no one important knows about your past so it's not like the costume means anything."

An image of the Pharaoh costume slung over the wardrobe door flashed before his eyes and he growled softly, "The things you make me do..." He sighed.

"You'll thank me for it later with the things I'll do to you then," She flashed him a sly grin, her gaze heated as her eyes flickered to the black t-shirt hugging his abdomen.

He swiftly stood, removing his top in one go as he leant over the bath, pushing himself forwards until their lips were barely touching, "Why not right now?"

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Yami growled in annoyance as he watched Joey laugh, tripping over his own costume as he stumbled around holding his stomach, tears almost streaming from his eyes as he leaned on Tristan's shoulder for support, who was also, much to Yami's chagrin, laughing at him. He turned to the woman stood next to him, her blue orbs turning to gaze up at him.

"I told you this was a bad idea."

She chuckled, "They are your best friends they are entitled to laugh at you."

He was dressed head to toe in the westerns version of a Pharaoh, complete with gold jewellery and thick black liner courtesy of the woman at his side. He glanced over at her.

She on the other hand was a vision in white.

She had a silk dress on, the white fabric curving around the length of her neck and down towards both breasts, leaving her back bare as it tucked it into a gold belt around her waist, before flowing down to her ankles where a pair of gold sandals were strapped to her feet. She noted his stare on her, turning to face him as she smiled sweetly, her hair was straight, falling slightly past her shoulders and tickling her tanned skin, gold earrings peeking out from the brown strands as thick liner rimmed and flicked out the sides of those large blue orbs gazing back at him.

His heart tugged, "You on the other hand, look amazing..."

She scoffed, slapping him on the shoulder as she went to move over to where Mai and Serenity were standing. He sighed watching her go only to turn and look down at the person who appeared at his side.

Yugi smiled up at him from beneath his Dark Magician hat, readjusting it slightly so he could see his brother better, "Don't worry, tonight will go quickly and then we can rip these costumes off."

Yami raised a brow, "You don't like it either?"

Yugi laughed, "You think I picked this outfit out?!"

Yami chuckled, "Fair play." His gaze wandered to where Rebecca was stood with the girls, dressed in a matching Dark Magician Girl outfit.

"Did you ever see us here?"

"What do you mean?"

"A year ago I didn't think you are her were ever going to speak again." He gestured to Anzu.

He sighed, "Things have a way of working themselves out, Yugi."

Yugi nodded, "Have you had anymore leads at work?"

Yami nodded, accepting a drink off of Joey as it was thrust into his hands, "Otis is on it."

"So you don' hav' to leave us again then?" The blonde grinned, taking a large gulp of his beer.

"Sorry to disappoint."

"It's alrigh' I'll spoon ya later, Pharaoh!"

Tristan spat his drink as he laughed, punching Joey on the arm.

"Is Kaiba coming?" Yugi asked no one in particular.

Joey scoffed, "Yea, righ', like he'd join us"

"We did invite him," Tristan added, "but he's probably found some new software to play with."

"Boys, come on, we're leaving!" Mai called over her shoulder, before slinging an arm through Anzu's and leading the group away.

Yami trailed after them all, watching as they talked and laughed, dressed in the most ridiculous outfits with drinks in hand, and even though he hated this holiday and this time of year, he couldn't imagine his life anywhere else and his mind finally settled with the idea that he had most definitely made the right decision to stay this side of the twenty-first century.

He had friends.

He had family.

He was home.

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