We're reaching the end! You know, if I don't get some other idea. Knowing me, I just might so...

Please don't mind any mistakes I might have missed!


Yami hardly tore his eyes from the door, waiting for the doctor to come in and give the news on Yugi. Every once in a while, he'd get a text from Ryou, asking how Yugi was doing and what happened. Which he told him, but he also asked for him not say anything to the others. Yami wanted to get news on Yugi first and he was sure Yugi didn't want everyone crowding him at once. That was, if he made it or not.

Yami felt his chest heavy, his nerves only growing. He shut his eyes, holding his head in his hands. He felt someone sit next to him on the seat to his side. He didn't lift his head to see who it was; Yami didn't really care at the moment. All he was caring about was Yugi.

"Yami."

Slowly, he looked up, his brother's worried and tired gaze on him, "What?"

Atem let out a sigh, "He lost a lot of blood. You know that it's a possibility of a coma if he makes it, right?"

Yami nodded. He knew the possibilities. With Atem being a nurse, Yami had sat through many lessons from his brother, going on and on about his studies from nursing school. Eventually, Yami started to pick up a few things here and there, "I know."

"You know about other possibilities, right? I mean, I've taught you quite a few things."

Yami nodded, hanging his head, "I know and that's what scares me. He could be fine, end up in a coma or go into shock. But you know what scares me most of all, right?"

Atem nodded, "Yami, its okay to be scared. I know you don't want to lose him but, when he makes it out, you really gotta shower him with love." He gave a light chuckle, wanting to pull his brother out of his sadness and fear a bit, "I can tell you for sure he won't go into shock, he luckily didn't lose too much blood. At the most, he'll get a couple of transfusions to help him out."

"But a coma is highest on the list, isn't it?"

"Yup."


Yami really wished that Atem wasn't right. They had given Yugi a transfusion and shipped him off to a room. Yami sat on the chair next to Yugi's bed, watching him with tired eyes. His eyes trailed the various tubes hooked up to his boyfriend. He looked at the bandages that wrapped around his wrists, up to his forearms. Yami wrapped a hand around Yugi's own hand, the coldness radiating from his hand reminding Yami of the blood loss. With his free hand, he ran it through Yugi's hair, trailing it down his cheek to his jaw line. He left his hand there, rubbing Yugi's jaw line with his thumb.

"I don't know if you can hear me or not," he started, his voice cracking with the tears that started to form, "but please. Please Yugi, wake up. I need you here, I can't lose you." Soon, his shoulders shook, his sobs filling the room, "I can't lose you. Wake up, Yugi. Please," he dropped his head, "wake up."

Yami stayed like that for an hour, crying. Begging for Yugi to open his eyes.


"You know he's not going to leave his side, right?" Mahado asked, sitting on the bench in front of the lockers.

Atem nodded, "I know."

Mahado stood, wrapping his arms around Atem's waist, "Why won't you leave one of the pull outs in the room for him and I'll drive you home? I'm not letting you drive when you're so tired and shaken up."

Atem placed a hand over Mahado's own hands, "Yugi's like another little brother to me. I keep telling myself that I have to hold it together for Yami. I know he's hurting so much right now."

Mahado placed a kiss on Atem's cheek, "You were only doing your job when Yugi first ended up on our floor. A few attempts later and he pretty much became family to you. Atem, its okay for you to break down every once in a while. Yami would understand."

Atem nodded, "I know." He sighed, wiping the tears before they fell. Reluctantly, he pulled away from Mahado, "I'll get that pull out to Yami."


Atem walked into Yugi's room, wanting to check on his brother before moving the pull out in. A few steps in, and he froze. He looked at the sight before him, his heart breaking at the sight. Yami had ended up in the bed, curling into a tight ball next to Yugi, fast asleep.

Atem quietly took a few more steps closer to the bed, "Oh Yami." His heart broke even more. He could make out the tear stains on his cheeks. His eyes trailed over to Yugi, "I've had to watch over you so many times, now my brother shares that job," Atem spoke, careful not to wake his brother, "so Yugi. Please wake up. You've got a lot of people rooting for you, okay?"

Mahado stood at the door, listening to his boyfriend. He heaved a sigh, walking up next to Atem, "Let's just hope he doesn't take a long time to wake up," he patted Atem's back, "Yami doesn't need that pull out, it seems. Let's get you home, pal."


"But mom! Do you have to go?"

"We won't be gone long, Yugi." Yugi's mother smiled at her son, ruffling his hair, "Besides, your grandfather is here to keep you company."

"And, it's also your chance to beat him at Duel Monsters at your heart's content!" His father added, chuckling.

"Not for too long, though. It's a school night so I expect you in bed before we get home, mister." She added, nodding her head.

Yugi pouted, "Fine."

"Yugi, wake up, Yugi!"

Yugi groaned, "Five more minutes, mom."

Yugi's grandfather paused for a minute before shaking his grandson again, "You have to get up, Yugi."

"Mom! Dad!" Yugi cried into his grandfather's shoulder, "They can't be gone!"

Yami's head picked up at feeling Yugi's hand twitch. He watched Yugi's hand for a while before leaning back in his chair, his shoulders dropping.

Involuntary movements. Again.

Yami had grown sick and tired over those damn involuntary movements. For about three weeks now, Yami had to sit there, getting his hopes up to only have them crushed when Yugi never woke. When it first happened, Atem had to inform his brother of the harsh realities of waiting for one to wake from a coma.

Yami often wondered what Yugi was dreaming about, if he was even able to. He wondered if they were happy dreams or just random memories that Yugi wanted to forget about. By the way his hand twitched, Yami figured whatever it was, it wasn't pleasant. Sometimes, Atem would visit during his breaks and each time he would smile, trying to lighten the mood. Mahado would even drop by sometimes. He had grown to adore Yugi and couldn't help but worry over him, as well.

Their friends would sometimes pop their heads in, wanting to see if Yugi would ever wake up. He never did. Ryou was usually gripping Bakura's sleeve for dear life, trying to hold back his tears. Many times, when his attempts would fail, he'd cry into Bakura's chest, repeating how sorry he was and how he should have said something earlier. They would ask what he was talking about, but they could never get the answer out. Malik would sit in the corner, looking out the window. During their first visit, he told them what happened on the day of Yugi's attempt. He told them about how he sat there on the roof with him, trying to get him to open up but also how Yugi just left him, confused and worried.

Jounouchi would mostly visit with Yugi's grandfather. He would sit at the foot of Yugi's bed for a few minutes before leaving the room, not wanting people to see the tears he tried so hard to hold in. Yugi's grandfather's face showed the signs of lack of sleep. He never complained, however, saying that he'd wait for his grandson to wake as long he had to. Yami could easily see the pain and stress in his eyes, but never once said anything.

At night, if his brother didn't drag him home, he would lay in bed next to Yugi, curling up in a ball. He'd get caught up in his emotions and start crying. He would beg Yugi, asking him to wake up. His sobs would fill the room almost every night. He'd hold Yugi's hand, squeezing it often, hoping that Yugi would squeeze back. Yami's heart would break when he would never squeeze back. Eventually, Yami would fall asleep. His slumber was usually filled with nightmares of losing Yugi over and over again.

It was like that for a month and a half.


Ryou sat in the chair next to Yugi's bed. It was night time when Atem had dragged Yami home, giving Ryou the chance to really talk to Yugi, even if he never answered. Ryou watched as the nurse switched out the empty I.V. with a full bag. He nodded at her as she left the room, leaving Ryou alone with Yugi.

Slowly, he gripped Yugi's hand, a tired sigh leave his mouth, "I'm sorry, Yugi. I should have said something earlier." A tear rolled down his cheek, "I wonder what will happen now. I wonder if that person will keep sending the texts. If they do, I'll have Kura and Yami beat them up, okay?" He spoke, a somber smile on his lips. He knew that Yugi wouldn't want that, but Ryou knew he wouldn't be able to stop Bakura from beating the shit out the person once he found out. Ryou also figured that Yami would want to join in as well, not letting the person get away with tormenting his boyfriend, "Jounouchi and Malik would join in too, probably."

Ryou sniffled, wiping the tears away from his cheeks and eyes. He tried not to listen to the beeping from the heart monitor, but he couldn't help it. His eyes looked over to the screen, watching as the line jumped up and down with Yugi's heat beat. Ryou couldn't deny it; that thing scared him. He was scared that in one fast minute, the beeping would drag on into one long sound and the line would fall flat. He shook his head, pushing the fear away.

"Ryou," a familiar voice caused him to look at the door, "it's late."

Ryou looked back to Yugi. He let out a sigh and nodded, "Okay, Kura."

Bakura walked up behind his boyfriend. Whenever he was alone with Ryou, he let out his rare soft side. He rubbed Ryou's shoulders, "I know you're worried." He leaned down and placed a kiss on Ryou's cheek, "He'll be okay."

Ryou shook his head, "You don't know that."

"I don't know, you're right. But, still."

Suddenly, Ryou stood, "You don't get it, Kura!" He leaned into Bakura's chest, crying, "It's my fault, Kura!"

Bakura froze for a few seconds before wrapping his arms around Ryou, "No, it's not."

"Yes it is!" Ryou's hands gripped Bakura's shirt, "It's all my fault, Kura."

The two stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity.


"Yugi," a soft hand tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, "I need you so much. I miss your smile and your laugh. I miss your kisses and your voice. Yugi, please," he started crying, his voice cracking, "Wake up. Please wake up."

Who was this? Yugi tried to remember. He tried to push through the darkness and see who would cuddle next to him and cry. However, no matter how much Yugi tried to open his eyes, he would come up with failure. He wanted to see the face of the one who hardly left his side.

"Yugi," the person cried into Yugi's shoulder, "I can't do this anymore. I miss you so much," he sobbed out, "Please! Please just wake up, already!" He sobbed louder, hands gripping at Yugi's hospital gown, "I need you!"

"Yami," another voice started, "Maybe you should sleep at the house tonight. It'll be better."

Yami shook his head, "I can't leave his side anymore, Atem!" His sobs grew louder.

"Yami, please."

Yami? Atem? Why did these names sound so familiar to Yugi?

"Just wake up, already!"

Wake up, huh? He tried so much already. He wanted to just shout at Yami, begging him to stop crying. If he could have, he would have woken up a long time ago.

Wait, Yami?

Yami froze. Did Yugi just…? With wide eyes, Atem looked down the hand that gripped Yami's shirt. He blinked a few times, hoping that this was the real deal this time.

"Yami…" Yugi finally spoke, his voice weak and soft, "Yami, please stop." Slowly, his eyes opened, "Please don't cry anymore."

Yami looked up. His eyes widened at the weak violet eyes that looked back at him. They were glazed over, the effects of the I.V. and the grogginess of the coma not leaving his body yet. Yami's chest filled with a tightness before he wrapped his arms around Yugi's neck, "You don't know how much I missed that voice of yours." Despite Yugi asking him to stop, Yami didn't fight the tears that left his eyes.