:Why hello again my beautiful people! How are you! Good? That's good! I am incredibly happy for two reasons. One being the fact that my boyfriend (Love him) got me my own set of the Bartimeaus trilogy books and two because of all of your reviews! You all make me so happy! So I decided I'll give you guys a little background info about when I make these chapters and when I reread them. Normally if I post a chapter, I will already have the next one typed out and ready to go. Also I reread all chapters around 3 times. One being to myself, One out loud to my boyfriend (He helps me with grammar and such), and again, by myself, to double check. I hope you all like this chapter! Please review!:

"I want to see Yugi!" Miho whined as she followed Yami and the boys to the entrance gates of the school. Normally, it was only Yami and the guys who walked together. Miho had decided to wait for them at Tristan's house and walk with them, just to see Yugi unmasked. Yami, needless to say, was very annoyed.

"Well you're not going to see him." Yami grumbled as he leaned up against one of the school gate pillars and placed his backpack at his feet. He was waiting for Yugi for a couple reasons. To give his mask back and to apologize...okay and maybe to see his face just one more time.

"I will see him! You can't stop me!" Miho told him, crossing her arms and leaning against the pillar next to him, or well...tried to lean against it. She missed the pillar and leaned back, only to find herself falling and flailing her arms as she landed on her back. Seto shrugged when she fell and walked off, ignoring her. Yami glared at Miho as Tristan went to help her up. When he did, she began to cry crocodile tears.

"I want to see Yugi! He'll hate how you're treating me!" Miho cried as she put her hands to her eyes and pretended to shiver. Tristan grimaced as Duke reached for him and grabbed his wrist. Tristan turned quickly towards him and rose an eyebrow.

"Come on." Duke demanded as he squeezed his wrist tighter and began to drag him towards the school. Tristan yelled at him as he dragged him, saying statements such as; 'You're holding me to tight!' and 'Let go!'. Yami normally would have found this amusing, but he was to busy glaring at a girl to notice anything else.

"I don't think Yugi will care." Yami hissed at her as she turned her head toward him to see if he was regretting making her 'cry'. She turned her whole body sharply and glared at him.

"Yes he will! Yugi likes me!" Miho spoke loudly, placing her hands on her hips. She was so sure that the boy had feelings for her, he had acted shy around her when he held her hand, didn't he?

"Yugi is more likely to fall for a dog, and no Joey. I'm not talking about you." Yami spoke blankly as he crossed his arms and looked toward the street. Joey glared at him and blushed slightly.

"Who're you calling a dog?!" Joey shouted, his blush only getting brighter with each second that passed. Miho glanced at Joey and smiled as she reached over and grabbed his arm, latching onto it.

"Joey! You think Yugi likes me, right?" Miho asked sweetly. Joey looked at her weirdly, what was she doing? Miho smiled at him and squeezed his arm, trying to make him respond quickly.

"I think Yugi's gay." Joey responded looking away. Miho gasped loudly as she detached and rose a hand to slap him. Joey closed his eyes tightly as he sensed the hand coming down quickly toward him. Yami would've stopped her hand from coming down on Joey...if someone hadn't already grabbed it before him. Miho's eyes widened as she felt someone grab her wrist tightly from behind. She turned her head to see the boy who had walked away from the very beginning.

"I thought you went inside!" Miho stated loudly. Seto scoffed slightly and threw her wrist away, acting as if he was disgusted to touch it.

"Get inside the school. The sisters are here and they're looking for you." Seto told her, crossing his arms and glaring at her. Miho glared back as she noticed she now had no way of staying and seeing Yugi. With a loud 'hmph!', Miho marched toward the school. The three boys watched her as she entered the school, swinging the door open sharply and scaring the daylights out of some poor freshmen.

"Thank you." Yami thanked with a sigh of relief. Seto shrugged as he glanced at Joey.

"It's nothing. I have to keep an eye on my dog." Seto spoke blankly as he pointed at Joey.

"What is with you guys and me being a dog?! It was just me rolling around on the floor!" Joey complained as he glared at Seto. Seto chuckled slightly.

"That's the point." Seto said with a small smile before he grabbed Joey's wrist and began to drag him. Yami had to stop himself from smiling as he heard Joey yelling at him and then being shut out from the school doors. He was thankful for his friends that weren't trying to push themselves onto Yugi. You mean like what you did? Yami bit his lip at the sudden comment toward himself. Yes, like what he did. Yami sighed as he leaned his head back and hit it gently on the concrete pillar. He reached toward his back pocket and felt the mask in there, maybe once he gave it back and apologized, Yugi wouldn't try to kill him too much.

"Yeah right..." Yami whispered to himself as he didn't believe himself for a minute. Yugi was probably making a list of ways he could murder Yami. Yami would have liked to say he had stopped thinking about what he did to Yugi yesterday, but he would be lying to himself if he did that. He simply couldn't. The whole day he couldn't. Yami had wanted to hurt himself for thinking of Yugi's face and actually thinking of it in ways he really shouldn't think of. True, he hated being so forceful on him, he hated how stupid he had been, but that face. God, the face made him forget everything. Yugi's voice and that face combined, it was truly a match made in heaven.

Yami paused his thoughts as he looked down the street and saw a long black limo coming into view. Yami felt his mouth go dry and his heart start to race, he wasn't sure if he could do this now. If Yugi hadn't gotten a replacement for his mask (even if he did, Yami would've given the other one back to him.) and showed his face, Yami didn't know if he could stop himself from flirting or possibly even jumping the kid. The limo pulled up slowly before it stopped and the back door flung open. Yami bit his lip as he looked toward the face of the person exiting out of the vehicle and noticed it wasn't white, but a peach color.

The person stepped out with his eyes closed and stood up straight as he reopened them, revealing bright amethyst and stunning Yami once again with them. Yami stared at him as Yugi simply glared at him and walked...no...limped over to him. Why was Yugi limping? Yami's face turned into a look of concern as Yugi stood in front of him, Yami got a close look at his face. It had a bruise forming on one of his cheeks. Yami's eyes widened, what had happened?

"Hey..." Yami whispered as he lifted a hand toward Yugi's face. "What-" Yugi slapped the hand away from him and just glared harder at the concerned boy. Yami looked at him confused as Yugi held his hand out.

"My mask. Now." Yugi hissed as he kept his hand out. Yami narrowed his eyes.

"Why should I?" Yami asked, anger hinted in his voice. He was going to give it back but Yugi didn't have to demand it! Couldn't the kid be nice for one day?

"Because I can't go walking around like this." Yugi pointed to his face. Yami simply scoffed at that. Yugi's face was amazing, he didn't have to be so worried about it.

"I think you look fine." Yami spoke. That was the understatement of the century. Yugi grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him toward him, getting so close that they could each others breath on their faces.

"Give. Me. My. Mask." Yugi breathed harshly before he pushed Yami away from him against the wall. Yami hissed slightly as his back came into contact with the pillar, he was strong for a small kid.

"Tell me where you got that bruise and why you're limping and maybe I will." Yami spoke quickly as he glared at him. Yugi's eyes widened slightly in fear and...shock? Yugi shook his head slightly before returning his glare to him.

"No, I don't have to tell you anything." Yugi spoke softly but sternly. Yugi was hiding something, Yami knew he was.

"No. I believe you have to tell me a lot of things." Yami responded. Yugi flinched slightly at that, his face turning slightly pink. The bruise didn't match him at all, it was a dark mix of purple and blue and even though those colors would probably look great on him. That kind of mix was a complete disgrace to his face.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Just give me my mask!" Yugi yelled. Yami looked around quickly as he heard a rustle of leaves. Many kids were heading in the building, who was playing in the bushes? Yugi glared at him as he noticed Yami's attention wasn't on him.

"Hello! I said-" Yugi stopped as Yami finally returned his attention to Yugi with an intense stern gaze. He looked demanding and, as always, creepy. Yami saw Yugi's face turn pink again.

"And I said." Yami stepped away from the pillar and placed himself directly in front of Yugi, making them only an inch apart from each other. He glanced at Yugi's bruise. "Tell me who gave you that and who made you limp." Yami rose his hand and brushed it gently across Yugi's bruised cheek. Yugi stepped away from his touch, as if Yami had stung him.

"Just...please..." Yugi suddenly whispered. "Give me my mask..." Yami's eyes widened at how scared the kid sounded. Honestly, who filled him with so much terror, was it me? Yami thought and looked down at him sadly. He reached into his back pocket and retrieved the mask from it. Yugi watched him as he held it. Yami sighed.

"May I put it on you? I don't want you hurting yourself." Yami spoke softly. Yugi gulped and nodded slowly. He closed his eyes as he waited for Yami to put it on him. Yami observed Yugi with his eyes closed, he looked almost peaceful...That bruise did horrible wonders on a face like his. Yami placed the mask on him gently, feeling Yugi's warmth through the mask slightly. He heard Yugi let out a sigh of relief. Yami smiled at that.

"Thank you." Yugi whispered, Yami could have sworn he heard a smile in those two simple words. Yugi's masked eyes met Yami's uncovered ones. Yami could feel his face heat up, even if he was wearing a mask, Yami knew what he looked like underneath and how lovely he was. Yugi, without looking back at Yami, took off toward the entrance of the school. Yami watched him, feeling himself smile again. Even though that conversation could have gone better then expected, it was better then no conversation at all. Yet you learned nothing. Yami's mind nagged at him. He shook his head as he bent down and picked up his backpack.

Yami walked toward the entrance and looked around. Class hadn't begun yet, so why weren't any kids outside now? There were kids around when Yugi and him were talking but now there was no one but him out there. Yami reached the entrance and rose a hand to enter...only to feel his wrist grabbed and his body be hoisted over someone's shoulder. His eyes widened as he began to struggle and the person began to run to another side of the building, making Yami's body hit his back harshly as he sprinted.

"Hey! Let me go!" Yami yelled as he tried to look behind himself to see the person who was carrying him. All he could tell was that this person was wearing a black suit. Yami felt himself panic. Was he getting kidnapped? Yami tried to struggle again only to find himself thrown off his shoulder and onto the hard ground. He closed his eyes as he felt his body scream in pain at the impact of it.

"You have no right to talk to Mr. Yugi Mutou." A deep voice spoke loudly. Yami's eyes shot open at the sentence. No right to talk to Yugi? He looked at the man who had manhandled him. It was a tall man in a black suit with dark black hair and eyes. The man was also as hideous as you could get.

"No right? I have plenty of right!" Yami spoke back glaring at the man. He was getting manhandled just because he talked to Yugi, okay, that's cool. The man glared at him as he stomped on Yami's stomach. Yami let out a loud groan of pain as his stomach screamed.

"I have been given orders to punish anyone who dares to speak to Yugi Mutou or anyone who even tries to touch him." The man explained as he cracked his knuckles and reached down to grab the collar of Yami's shirt. Yami glared at him as he grabbed the man's wrist and tried to pry them off him. He couldn't. Was the man a bodyguard?

"By who?" Yami asked with a growl. The man narrowed his eyes before he threw Yami onto the ground again and began to kick his stomach harshly. Yami let out a loud groan with each blow. The man obviously wasn't going to answer him as he then decided to aim a bit lower with his kicks. Yami let out a yell with the kicks now. He was getting abused by a man who looks like a bodyguard, because he talked to Yugi...Was Yugi the one who sent the man? Yami didn't want to think of that. Yugi seemed like he hated him for a while, but he didn't think he would send a guard to do this to him. The man looked bored as he reached down and grabbed Yami's shirt again, he rose a fist to him as if he was going to punch him. Yami closed his eyes and waited for the anticipated pain.

"What the hell are you doing, Ushio?" A beautiful smooth voice spoke. Yami's eyes flew open and looked over to where the voice came from. Yugi was standing there with his arms crossed and his beautiful face still masked. Yami suspected that he had been out there for only half an hour, how had Yugi known he was still out here?

"I am doing what your father ordered, young master." The man 'Ushio' responded, still holding Yami's shirt with a fist raised. Yugi walked toward the two. He turned his masked face toward Yami.

"Place him on the ground." Yugi demanded. Ushio complied and set Yami down gently, he turned his full attention to the masked boy. Yami thought it was slightly humorous to watch this. Yugi was so short that he only went up to the man's stomach and the man was listening to him as if he controlled everything he did.

"Explain why my father hired you..." Yugi sighed. "Again..." Ushio bowed slightly.

"Your father had requested someone to follow you and I am the only one who was available for that." Ushio explained, his voice steady and obedient.

"Is that so?" Yugi thought for a moment. "Ushio, are you getting paid for this?" Ushio nodded. "Then, if you tell me how much you are getting paid. I will gladly pay you double if you do two things for me." Yugi spoke slowly, as if he was explaining this to a small child. Ushio smirked and nodded quickly, as if eager to disobey his regular orders just for the extra amount of cash.

"I am being paid 250 dollars." The man replied, obviously lying. Yami could tell by the fact Ushio had his fingers crossed behind his back, was this man a kid? Yugi undoubtedly knew he was lying as well but he didn't seem like he wished to argue about money.

"Then make that 500 dollars. Now." Yugi uncrossed his arms and walked over to Yami. Yami was standing fairly well for a person who had his stomach kicked in.

"How injured are you?" Yugi asked quietly. If Yami didn't know any better, he would have thought that Yugi sounded as if he was concerned for him.

"I'm fin-Ah!" Yami began to say before Yugi poked his stomach and felt a sharp sting go through his body and his knees give out. Yugi caught him and sighed as he made Yami place an arm around his shoulders. This was slightly odd looking, due to the fact Yami was taller then Yugi. Yugi looked as if he was dragging the injured kid.

"Ushio." Yugi spoke harshly. Ushio looked directly at him, ready to receive any order that he uttered out. "You will tell my father you did not see anyone try to talk to me other then the teachers and you will drive us to where this person lives." He directed toward Yami. Yami's eyes widened at that, where he lives?!

Ushio bowed and headed to where he hid his car.

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"You will get your payment tomorrow." Yugi spoke as he exited the car and helped Yami out. Ushio smiled and nodded before he drove off quickly. Yami looked toward the apartment, this really couldn't be happening. Yami let himself be dragged up the stairs. Yugi didn't seem to trust him to walk on his own. He was only kicked in the stomach and tossed around, it wasn't a big deal! You also had your balls abused. Yami paled at that as he could feel his unmentionables ache slightly.

"Which one is yours?" Yugi asked as they climbed the stairs. Yami pointed at the floor they were on and then at the door that read 206. Yugi nodded as he dragged Yami. As soon as they were at the door, Yugi stopped and looked toward Yami.

"Get out your keys and open the door."

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