Okay, fine. DON'T review my fic. See if I care.

I guess I'll just keep this EXTRA YUGIOH MOVIE TICKET for myself...

Disclaimer: Does not, has never, and at this rate probably never will own Yu-Gi-Oh


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Two figures darted from tree to tree, dodging demons, until they finally dove into the sanctuary of the sewer entrance. Yuugi panted, worn out from the run, as they hurried down the large pipe.

Being short stank - but not as much as the sewers did, he added mentally, as the wave of odor hit them. Yami seemed to barely notice the smell at all, but kept glancing behind them. After seeing a demon for the first time, Yuugi could understand it quite well.

They wandered aimlessly, taking turns randomly, and for those first few minutes it seemed like they would be safe in here. Before one turn though, Yuugi felt a sudden surge of unease - like taking this turn was a bad idea.

Shrugging it off as nerves, he headed around the corner, trailing Yami. But Yuugi's instincts rarely told him wrong. All of a sudden, out of nowhere and as a great surprise to both of them, a leaner looking demon burst from out of the shadows and lunged at them.

Yuugi dodged, but the demon seemed only interested in Yami and tackled him. Caught off guard from the sudden attack, Yami was stuck on the ground with his wings pinned beneath him. The demon roared and snapped at Yami with its toothy snout.

The Ban-Ile gave little indication of the pain he undoubtedly felt as he moved his arm to block the jaws, which the fangs easily sank into. Yuugi couldn't stand by and watch his friend get hurt, and spying a long iron pipe and some large rocks lying on the ground nearby he got an idea.

Yuugi grabbed the pipe and a rock, then threw the rock at the demon. It hit it in the head, and the demon spotted him. It roared - more out of annoyance than any sort of real pain - and left Yami to attack him instead.

Yuugi dove out of the way, and the demon's claws scratched at the floor as it scrambled for purchase before leaping at him again. Yuugi swung blindly with the pipe, and by sheer luck it hit the demon hard in the side of it's head, stunning it if but momentarily. The force of the impact caused Yuugi to accidentally lose his grip on the pipe.

As soon as the demon recovered, it took full advantage, and as it bowled Yuugi over it's jaws closed over his left leg. Yuugi thought he heard Yami screaming something, but what really got his attention - besides the obvious predicament with his leg - was the strange noise that his own mouth suddenly issued.

It took a millisecond before he realized he himself had screamed, although the strange bird-like noise could barely be considered that, and then the demon released his leg untouched and bolted with an eerie wail. After a stunned second, Yuugi asked the obvious.

[What was that about]

Yami chuckled a little.

"That was a tracker demon - they have extremely refined senses of taste and smell."

[Oh. And my leg was still -]

Yuugi had to stop signing because of a sudden giggle. Then there was no time for talking, as thunderous footsteps echoed through the maze of gigantic pipes. They bolted, hoping they could find their way out before the demon swarm found them.



The she-demon lay in wait in her chosen perch, waiting. She saw as the tracker bolted from the sewers with a shriek. It must have gotten a taste of sewer water, she thought, and ignored it.

Then there was a call from above. A something flew quickly overhead, followed by a pack of her hunters. The she-demon glanced up. Had they found the prey that was hers by right?

Nope, the Ban-Ile they chased was no one she knew, with one silver wing and one black wing. She shrugged it off - let them capture a latecomer, she was only interested in the guest of honor. But he'd better show up soon - the sun was beginning to rise.

And then, she saw it. A flash of light as somebody with big silver wings ran out of the sewer main. Cackling with dark delight, she spread her wings and gave silent chase…
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As they ran, with a dozen demons in hot pursuit, Yuugi tried to remember if there were any places to hide in this park. The trouble was, he wasn't sure what park they were in - Domino City had a couple - and there wasn't time to stop and think.

The demons ran on all fours, and that made them faster.

'Got to think of a way out,' Yuugi thought as he forced his short legs to keep moving.

Then he heard something else, a sort of roaring and whooshing noise. It was very familiar - of course! He knew where they were now, the old park by the sea!

Yuugi tugged Yami's hand, gesturing in the right direction. It took a moment, but Yami caught on fast and they headed for the cliff.

There it was, the ocean, sparkling in the light of dawn. There was a terrific wind blowing in, and Yami grinned.

Without a word of warning, Yami scooped Yuugi into his arms, opened his wings, and dove off the cliff. And his wings caught the breeze easily, the updraft sending them soaring.

Yuugi gaped at the awesome view, his mouth forming the words he could not say aloud. Yami just smiled before tacking into the wind, expertly sending them even higher.

Below them, the demons checked their headlong dash and took to the air as well, but they were far slower in gaining altitude.

Yuugi saw that Yami didn't pay any attention to them, for it was the demons already in the air that were the real danger. Although they seemed preoccupied with someone who had a silver wing and a black wing -

[Is that Mai]

Yuugi managed to form the words with only one hand.

"Uh-huh."

When he spied Yuugi's confused look, Yami added, "She's actually only half Ban-Ile."

'Oh,' Yuugi mouthed.

Yuugi thought about that as Yami banked and flapped his way downtown. There seemed to be a lot more flapping than banking involved, and Yuugi hoped he wasn't weighing Yami down or anything.

As they began soaring over buildings, Mai flew up to join them.

"Hey there boys, long time no see." She waved as she swooped past them, very fast.

"Show-off," Yuugi heard Yami mutter.

Yuugi didn't know what to say - so to speak - and glanced upwards. However, he spotted the danger too late.