Heeeey! I'M IN A WRITING MOOD :DDD I was drawing (terrible at it) and I'm really sorry on how I'm up-dating ^^; I'll get better, I promise!

Sorry if the last chapter was kind of dark or not dark enough. Things will get darker. You have been warned.

Disclaimers: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or The Walking Dead. If I did then… I dunno, I think I'd be like rich X3

Warnings: Blood, Gore, Character Death, Sexy times (laaaattteeer, sorry Yaoi fans XS) swearing, some humor and zombies. It's a mess. Oh, and craziness. Can't forget about that!

Now on with the show~!

I sighed and pulled Yugi closer to myself. No matter what happened to us next, I'd make sure he got out of this alive. Even it if means taking my own life.

Yugi's POV

I was scared. No, I was terrified. No, I was… horrified. No… None of these words seemed to explain how I felt at that moment… How I'd just lost my new friend to those senseless flesh-craving monsters. How I got kicked out of my somewhat new home, out in the open, variable to those things that could be anywhere.

I felt Yami pull me closer as we continued walking. I felt a bit safer but a tad scared too. Why was he doing this for me? Why would he risk being around a weakling, a nerd like me? Didn't he have Anzu to be worried about? But he hasn't even brought her up once… Like he doesn't care… Was I right about him before? A million thoughts where running through my head as Seto, Joey, Mokuba, Yami and I piled into a spare care that the two must have used to drive here.

It was a normal care: fitting only three to the back seats and the two in the front. Joey sat next to Seto and Yami, Mokuba and I squished together in the back. I sat in the middle, Mokuba to my left, Yami to my right. Even while we were in the car, Yami never released his hold on me. I thought maybe he needed something to hold for his own security.

We were just driving, no real destination. Where would we go? Not like any fast food joints would be open. I sighed at the weak attempt of a joke and just studied the face of the occupants of the car. Seto's face was blank, clear of emotions. Thinking back on it, the only emotion Seto usually showed was one of resentment, and any other emotion just looked out of place. Joey's, however, wasn't. He was clearly upset about what had just happened. I could tell he was holding together okay, though.

'Hopefully he'd be okay... I wonder what he's thinking about...' I thought as I turned towards Mokuba, not at all surprised to see the face of total shock.

He was in shock, which would be normal if you almost died by the hands of those monsters. I then looked over my shoulder to see Yami… who looked like he was either daydreaming or deep in thought. His eyes kind of glazed over, not really seeing anything, in his own little world. I turned my gaze to the floor, finally realizing our situation: The world was ending, and this was almost the cruelest ways to end it. But before I could think any more on the matter, Seto growled in his seat. A few minutes later, the car slowed to a stop, and Joey looked at him, questioningly.

"Where the hell are we, Seto?" He asked him, getting out of the car. Everyone else, as if we had practiced this, followed his lead and soon everybody was out of the car. Seto glared at the car, explaining, "The damn thing ran out of gas."

We looked at each other. What would we do now? Looking around, it looked like we were in a strip mall. A very ran down strip mall, at that. There was broken glass on the road, shards ranging from big window pieces, to little tiny pieces. The power lines where down in the street, and wrecked cars loitered most of the street, but some of the sidewalk, others completely turned over. The entire place looked like a gang fight was held here. Only question was… where were the bodies?

Suddenly, there came a moan of pain from what seemed to be a person lying face down on the side of the rode. Seto reacted on instincts, and I don't think he thought through his actions much. He took one look at the person, and called out, asking silly things like where he could find some gas for his car. The guy looked up and Seto took a step back.

"Fuck… It's not human!" Seto cursed, too loud, and suddenly, there was a hoard of those monsters rushing us that appeared out of nowhere. I clung to Yami, (out of instinct, of course) who had picked up a nice length of pipe and was ready for anything, getting a firm hold on me. I gulped and looked for Mokuba, who seemed to have gotten separated from up when the hoard suddenly appeared. Joey had the same idea and with what looked like a sewage cover, was beating his way through the hoard screaming his name. Seto wasn't far behind, having found something that… was that a baseball bat? I couldn't wonder long, since the monsters started attacking us. Yami was doing well to defend us, but with his leg injured and him practically carrying me, he couldn't last long. And help was too far away.

It's times like these that make you feel completely useless; like you're only around because they're nice enough to keep you around. I felt like this right now as Yami just cursed and started backing up. I wanted to do something, but what could a weakling like me do? I'd just get in the way of things. I was sharply cut out of my thoughts with a earsplitting screech and gunshots. Yami quickly turned towards these sounds, and we were greeted by the sight of something orange underneath one of those huge monsters. Joey was standing there, shock and surprise on his face. There was now somebody else there, shouting at us to move it. Joey quickly peeled the dead corps off Mokuba and quickly scoops him into his arms, Seto close behind them. The figure covered them, and quickly made their way towards us. Yami didn't think, he simply just ran after the others, half carrying me, half dragging me behind him. The figure kept yelling directions, and soon we made it to what looked like a pharmacy. There were people there, edging us to move faster. Joey rushed in with Mokuba in his arms, with a concerned Seto on his trail. Yami and I were a close second, with the mysterious figure right behind. The gates clattered closed and we all rushed inside the store.

Panting, everybody singled each other to be quiet, which wasn't at all necessary but when your heart is pounding and your adrenaline rushing through your veins you tend to do these things. The noises from outside seemed to subside for a while, and during that time I got a good our saviors. One was the person I had ever thought I'd see again, but wasn't far from my mind.

Anzu was wearing what looked like her pajamas, (a t-shirt and extremely short pajama shorts if you wanted to know) which would have been funny if they didn't look like they were about to fall off. But nobody seemed to mind, it seemed, seeing the outfit was a few days old. She has dirt and grime covering her face and body, making it clear that she had not bathed in a while. Taking a look at all of them, they all didn't look like they had bathed in a while.

One of them had dark hair, pulled back with a red and black head band, tan, well-built, and charming green eyes. He had a single dice earing dangling from one ear, and the pattern on his headband seemed to be in the shape of dice as well. He was wearing rather tight clothes; a tight black muscle shirt and what looked like tight black pants. He had a loose red vest and stood in the background with anther male, slightly taller than him. He had brown hair, dirty brown, either from the grime or it was natural, who knew. He wore a simple white T-shirt (of course it's not perfectly clean, but still) under what looked like a brown biker jacket and regular blue jeans.

After things settled down, the person whom must've been the leader of the group growled and stood, glaring at Anzu who had come to our rescue. He was not impressive; he stunk of alcohol, which I was surprised he was drink at this kind of time. He wore a leather vest on top of a simple red T-shirt and khakis and high hiking boots. The outfit was completed with a griming American flag bandana on top of his head and his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. He marches forwards towards us, and Joey had say Mokuba down and had begun to clean him up. When the man saw the blood covered boy, he cursed and took a step back.

"He's bit! Damnit Anzu, you brought in infected!" He yelled, a few glares sent his way to remind him the dangers from outside. He just brushed them aside and kept his gaze locked on poor Mokuba. "We gotta either kill 'im, or too 'im into the streets." He concluded, as though everybody agreed. Well, Seto wasn't going to have any of that. None of us were.

"Who do you think you are, Mr. Hot-Shot?" Seto spat at him, glaring daggers at him. "Nobody lays a finger on the boy, and if they try, they'll be sorry."

The man with the bandana snorted, and took off his shades, just to show Seto he had rolled his eyes. "Oh yes, like YOU'RE going to stand in MY way, you little punk." He seemed to find this amusing, since he laughed, causing me to shiver in fear. This man was dangerous, I could tell that right away. And after the adrenalin rush, I had a little… issue that needed to be taken care of. Fast.

I began squirming in Yami's hold, who reluctantly let go of me to rest a hand on my shoulder. Great, now how was I going to find the little boy's room? At this point I was hardly paying attention, which I'm ashamed to admit. Yami had joined in and soon it was against two to one, but the verbal battle seemed pretty even.

I squirmed again, trying not to show how bad I needed to use the bathroom, but I guess I was doing a poor job of hit, since Yami asked me if I was alright. I blushed slightly, no point of hiding the facts, right?

"Yami… I have to use the bathroom…"

He looked at me for a moment and nodded, looking slightly amused.

"Then just go." Was all he could say before he was pulled back into his stupid banter with the leader of the group we had encountered. Blushing, I made my way towards the back of the store, and thankfully found the bathroom.

Only to find it locked.

Why does the world hate me?

Looked back at Yami, I gulped. I had never seen him this mad before, he seemed like he was about to commit a murder, but Seto looked like he was more than happy to assistance. Squirming again, I started to panic. I did NOT want to pee the only pants I was wearing right now. Oh how that would simply suck.

Taking a deep breath, I looked over again at Yami, nervous to see he was still looking like killing this guy was a better solution than anything. I gulped, took yet another deep breath and called out again.

"Yami… Yami it's locked…" He didn't even look at me when he replied, which I was okay with in this situation. "Well it's behind the counter, probably." He was very blunt, and anybody could he the restrain in his voice from yelling.

Deciding the peeing issue was first on my list, I quickly walked behind the counter, and having to step on my tippy toes, I managed to grab the key. I quickly left to finish what I had come here to do, and as I unlocked the door, I was greeted by a not so pleasant surprise. There was one of those monsters in there, leaning against the door. I don't remember it, but I must've screamed, seeing that Yami had snapped his head towards me and quickly yelled my name. The thing on top of me was snapping it rotting teeth at me, and the smell alone made me want to gage. I wasn't very strong, so I was keeping him at bay to the best of my ability, worried who'd get to me first; Yami, or the monster.

I saw Yami running towards me, and heard a gunshot. The creature suddenly when limp and crashed down on me, it's smelly already burning my nose. I wanted to scream, but I felt arms pull me away from the creature and into their hold. I wanted to cry, but all I could do was shake, and I was brought back to reality when the need to pee had suddenly vanished. I panicked at this, and squirmed in the protective hold. Whoever was holding me had pressed my face sideways on their chest, making it impossible for me to see who it was. But I had a good idea, feeling the familiarity of the hold.

"Yami…"

"Yugi I am so sorry I—"

"Yami, you can apologize later, but I really need to pee, like NOW." I tried to urge how bad the need to relieve myself was, and slowly the hold loosed, just enough for me to wiggle myself out and hurried into the bathroom. I sighed, finally able to relieve myself.

'Man,' I thought, after I had stepped out of the bathroom, feeling slightly better, 'that was just too much just to pee.'

After a while, things settled down, and Anzu didn't seem like she wanted to leave Yami's side for one moment. It was something about catching up and not understanding or whatever, but she made sure I steered clear. And she had a gun. The message couldn't be any clearer. So instead of hanging with Yami, I took to hanging out with Joey, Mokuba, and Seto, who had taken refuge in the corner. I weakly waved at Mokuba, who just stared blanking at the floor, looking… He looked almost lifeless. Joey weakly smiled at my attempt.

"He's been like dis ever since dat fight, Yug, don't sweat it. He's just 'n shock is all. He'll bounce back." He nodded, though it was more to himself then to me, and I noticed he was slightly trying to convince himself Mokuba was going to be okay. I smiled gently at him and nodded.

"He'll be aright in no time, and then we could go back to playing around like normal." I tried to sound cheerful, and he seemed to appreciate that. Seto was just looking at me the entire time, and even though he still seemed scary to me, I didn't mind. I looked up at him and saw something in his eye before he quickly turned away. It was only there for a second, but I caught it.

It was appreciation.

He just scoffed at my smile and rolled his eyes. "If you want to do something useful, go find Yami. Tell him that I need to talk to him, privately. Tell him it's important." He nodded once I gave him a nod that indicated that I understood, and he walked off into his own little corner. I sighed and looked over to Anzu practically clinging onto Yami like a leech. I stopped my train of thought and wondered if people thought of me like that. Well… In some ways, it was more than true.

I sighed and started to slowly drag myself over to them, my heart pounding in my chest. I cursed to myself, wondering why I felt so emotional about this. Anzu was dating Yami to begin with! I was just there when he happened to show up. So why did my heart hurt when I saw Anzu kisses his cheek? I wasn't in love with the guy… was I? Shit.

A Pedophile had stolen my heart, and I was his willing victim. What was I going to do?

Annnnnd that's it for now! I just wanted to take the time to say I'M SO SORRY ABOUT THE LATENESS IN ALL OF THIE UP-DATING STUFF! I've just been really busy and with siblings to look after things can become pretty hectic pretty fast.

I wanted to take the time right now to thank all the little devils that are sticking with this story. So… THANK YOU SO MUCH IF I COULD I WOULD COME TO HER HOUSES PERSONALLY AND HUG EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! I love hugs :3

And faces!

But enough of that, YUGI JUST REALIZED THAT HE LOVED YAMI OMG GUY DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? It means… PUZZLESHIPPING WET DREAMS!

SOON!

((Actually I was watching Yu-Gi-Oh! Ep 155 and to all the puzzle shippers out there I promise you… Watch it from 155 on. You won't regret it :3 Ik I don't.))

So until next time, see you think, my little demons~!