Once again, I am back! This is the, I'm thinking, third-to-last chapter, not including the epilogue. I'm kind of excited, but also kind of sad in a way. I've never finished a story before. I know there will be a sequel, but I'm still going to miss this one. Oh look at me, ranting on as if the story's already over! Enough moping – on with the story!

Disclaimer; I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, there wouldn't be nearly as many yaoi fans. I also don't own Nodoka from Negima!, Natsumi from Sgt. Frog, Edward Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist, Botan from Yu Yu Hakusho, "Fireflies" by Owl City, Gravitation, Astro Boy, 'Snakes on a Plane (bring it)' by Cobra Starship, Phoenix Ash, or myspace. I only own my OC's.

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Chapter 10; Thinking of You

Randy got to go to her panel in the end, and managed to have lots of fun. However, after the panel was done, she noticed something. Yami seemed a little…sad. Downright depressed even. She wondered if it was something she had said? Or maybe he was just missing his friends. There was also a chance that the fangirls were just getting to him. It seemed like they were stopped every three seconds to ask for a picture or a hug. Sometimes they didn't even ask and just threw themselves at him. She was really tempted to slap those girls after they did that, but she knew that would be a bit awkward.

Besides, she had a plan to get back at those girls. She whispered her scheme to Chance, and when she was finished he grinned. He snuck up behind one of the girls who had glomped Yami and glomped her squealing, "Omigawsh, it's Botan! Squee!!!"

The look on the girl's face was priceless. As Chance walked back to the group, he high-fived Randy. Yami still looked depressed, so Randy tapped him on the shoulder. "Yami, are you okay?"

He seemed to snap out of his reverie and smiled at Randy. "I'm fine, just a little tired."

She could understand this. They had been on their feet almost all day, and Yami had been dragged to every event Randy had been interested in. He didn't even know of any manga other than the one he came from. There had been a card gaming panel, and that had cheered him up considerably. Luckily he had his deck with him. Of course, he beat the pants off of everyone. He also gave some advise to a twelve-year-old who had come to the panel. As Randy watched him with the boy, she had a feeling that he would make a good father.

Now more than ever she wished they could be together. Everything he did seemed to make her fall in love with him more and more. If given the chance, she probably could have stared at him all day. Sometimes she caught herself staring at him anyway. It didn't help any when she found out that Chance and Natalie were officially going out now. "When did that happen?!" she asked Chance.

"While you were passed out." He grinned.

Randy started flailing. "Oh my gosh! Who asked who?!"

Chance looked like he had just won the lottery. "I did."

She hugged him. "I'm so happy for you!"

But inside, she was secretly wishing that it were her and Yami who had gotten together. Of course she was happy for her friends, but she couldn't help being a little envious. Of course, being the bonehead he is, Chance didn't notice. "Aww, I'm touched! Now all you need to do is get you and Yami together."

She blushed and punched him on the shoulder. "Shut up, Moron."

He grinned. "Aww, is that a blush I see?"

This, of course, only made her blush more. "No, it's a, "I'm-going-to-pound-your-face-in" you see!" she said, bopping him on the head.

He attempted to duck, still grinning. "Last time I checked, my face isn't on the back of my head."

Randy stomped her foot. "Don't be a smart aleck!"

Chance stuck his tongue out at her. "I'm not, I'm a smart Chance!"

She was about ready to strangle him when her phone went off. She could tell by the ringtone that it was Aunt Cher. She quickly answered it. "Hey, what's up?"

"Hey Kiddo, you ready to head back? You have to get some sleep."

Randy checked her watch. It was already 11:30! How did the time pass so quickly? "We'll be right out." She said.

She hung up and called Yami over. They both said goodbye to Chance and Natalie, and headed outside. Aunt Cher was already there with the van. "Hey guys, you tired?"

Yami and Randy looked at each other, then gave tired smiles and said, "Exhausted."

Aunt Cher chuckled. "Well you'd better get some rest, 'cause you've got a whole 'nother day before it's over."

Randy frowned as she got in the van. Only one more day until the con ended. What would happen if the con ended and Yugi and the rest still hadn't shown up? Where would Yami stay? She posed this question to Aunt Cher, and Aunt Cher looked thoughtful. "Actually, I've been thinking about that myself, and I think I have a solution." She looked at Yami in her rear view mirror. "Hey Spiky, how'd you like to stay with me if your friends don't show up in time?"

Yami looked shocked. "Are you sure? I don't want to impose on you."

Aunt Cher laughed. "Are you kidding? My house is too big for one person anyway. I'd be glad for the company! And besides, it would only be until your friends find you."

Yami's face lit up. "Thank you so much Miss Henderson!"

Aunt Cher mock frowned. "I told you, call me Aunt Cher, or at least Cher. I feel like an old lady when people call me 'Miss'."

Yami smiled. "Right, sorry M-, Cher."

As Randy listened to this conversation take place, she could help but have a small feeling of hope that Yugi and the others wouldn't come any time soon, but she quickly shoved this thought aside. She needed to get those feelings for Yami out of her head. He most likely only considered her a friend. As they arrived at Aunt Cher's house, Yami quickly snuck in through Randy's window, while Randy and Aunt Cher went through the front door. Randy's mother was sitting at the dining room table. "Did you have fun?" she asked.

Randy smiled at her. "Yeah, it's great."

Laura looked back at the book she was reading. "Well you'd better not be picking up boys." She said.

Randy rolled her eyes. "MOM, I'm not picking up boys!" Under her breath, she muttered, "The guy I like probably doesn't like me back anyway."

"What was that? Speak up." Said Laura.

Randy sighed. "Nothing." She said, and trudged to her room. She felt exhausted.

Yami was already there when she got there. Aunt Cher had brought him some old pajamas that she sometimes used as painting clothes for him to wear that night. She had managed to catch him with his shirt off, and his pants unbuttoned. Oops. When he saw her, he blushed, grabbed his clothes and ran to the closet. She was blushing even more than him. He had ABS! Who knew you could get so muscular from playing a children's card game? Of course, being a pharaoh at one point probably helped. When he finally came out of the closet (hehe, I made a funny…) he was fully clothed. Whoever had the pajamas before him was much bigger than him. The cuffs went way past his hands and feet, making him look even smaller than he already was. A light blush showed on his face. "I'm sorry, I should have changed in the closet, but I thought you would be down there longer."

Randy shook her head, her cheeks still feeling warm. "No, it's okay. Now we're even."

They both chuckled nervously. Randy decided that Aunt Cher should not have given him those pajamas. Seeing him in clothes much too big for him only made her want to hug him more. Before her body could do anything without her consent, she quickly whirled around and said, "Well, I guess I'd better get into my pajamas."

She grabbed her nightclothes and hurried into the bathroom. As she shut the door, she heard Yami say softly, "Goodnight Randy."

Her heart beat faster. His voice sounded so deep and caring. She almost melted on the spot. She quickly got dressed and stepped out of the bathroom. No shower tonight. Yami was already in his makeshift bed in the closet. 'If Yami lived with Aunt Cher, he wouldn't have a makeshift bed, he'd have a real one.'

Randy groaned. The voice was back. 'Why couldn't you show up when I wasn't ready to go to sleep?'

The voice chuckled evilly. 'I'm just mean like that, I guess.'

'I'm not in the mood for your advice. I'm tired, and depressed, and want sleep. Now bug off!"

The voice snorted. 'As if! I'm a part of you; so I can't, "bug off" as you so eloquently put it. Besides, this is way too fun for me to stop.'

Randy groaned again. 'I don't want to hear your opinion on my crush on Yami. I. Want. To. Go. To. Bed.'

'Oh it's more than a crush, Randy, and you know it.'

Randy sighed. 'I know, but there isn't anything I can do about it, so I might as well ignore it.'

The voice then gave the impression of rolling its non-existent eyes. 'Sure there is. Just tell him how you feel you dolt.'

Randy glared at the ceiling, not being able to glare at the voice. 'Oh yeah, that'll go over well. Tell a guy I like him when he lives in a different dimension and probably doesn't even like me back. It's your best idea yet.'

The voice sighed. 'Fine, if you don't want my advice I'll just leave.'

'Finally!'

'Just remember, everything is never as it seems.'

'You stole that from Owl City.'

'But it's true. Sweet dreams.'

And with that last sarcastic remark, it was gone. Randy sighed with relief, and tried to get to sleep. However, she kept thinking back to the voice's fortune cookie-like remark. It hadn't even said it in a sarcastic tone. It appeared to be completely serious. So what the heck did it mean?! Eventually, she was overcome with weariness and drifted off to sleep.

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The alarm clock woke Yami up way too early in the morning. He groaned and rolled over, trying to get a precious few more minutes of sleep. Sadly, it was not meant to be. The closet door was flung open by a baggy-eyed, but surprisingly energetic Randy, who shouted, "Up and at 'em Yami! The AMV listings start in ten minutes!"

He gave a tired sigh. "Randy, do you have to see absolutely every event at the con?"

She grinned sheepishly. "I only go to the ones I'm interested in."

Yami snorted. "Which is absolutely every event in the con."

She gave him a light kick. "Nuh uh! I didn't go to the yaoi panel! The things they do in there are scary!" she said, giving an overdramatic shudder.

Yami sighed again and slowly got up. "Okay, whatever, I'm up."

Randy didn't even take the time to respond to him. She just shut the door and headed for the bathroom. Yami sluggishly got dressed and exited the closet. Aunt Cher had arrived with breakfast. "Hey, ready for the last day of the con?" she asked.

Yami grunted in response. "How long has Randy been in the bathroom?" he asked.

Aunt Cher shrugged. "She was in there when I came in."

Yami frowned. He had taken a long time getting dressed, and Randy hadn't taken that long to get dressed yesterday. He went and knocked on the bathroom door. "Hey Randy, breakfast is here."

"You know what, I've changed my mind; I'm not wearing this costume. Could you hand me the Raven one?" Randy called from inside the bathroom, and stuck her hand out the door.

Yami frowned. "Why don't you want to wear this costume?"

"I just don't, okay?"

Aunt Cher stood up and came up to the bathroom door. "Aw come on Randy, isn't this the costume you asked for my help on? I want to see how it turned out! You were so proud of that costume."

"Well, yeah," said Randy, in an embarrassed tone of voice, "But that was before Yami came. Now it's just embarrassing."

Yami frowned. What did he have to do with anything? "I promise I won't laugh." He said.

Aunt Cher drew herself up. "Randy, as your aunt and your elder, I command you to come out of that bathroom and show off your costume."

There was a pause, and then Randy sighed. "Fine."

She stepped out of the bathroom, and Yami could only stare in shock. She was dressed like Yugi! And not only that, but her costume was amazing. It had all the details down; the buckles on the sleeve, the detailing in the sneakers, the hair, which was stiff enough to stand up, but fluffy enough to not look like a piece of plastic. If Yami hadn't known it was her, and noticed the slight differences – the spikes of hair were placed differently, and she had to bind her chest, though you could still slightly tell that she was a girl – he might have mistook her for the real Yugi.

Of course, the Millennium puzzle was made of wood, and up close you could tell. However, everything was still realistic. Aunt Cher was showering complements on Randy, who was squirming under Yami's shocked gaze. "It's not that good." She muttered.

Yami shook his head and brought himself out of his daze. "Actually Randy, you look like Yugi almost more than the real Yugi! This costume is amazing!"

She looked surprised, and then her face lit up. "Really?"

He gave her a look. "Would I lie to you?"

He laughed. "No, I suppose you wouldn't."

Aunt Cher slapped her on the back. "See, aren't you happy that you didn't change?"

Randy grinned. "You were right as always."

Aunt Cher grinned smugly. "Teach you to doubt me. Now you two eat so you don't miss the AMV listings!"

Randy horked her food down, but Yami actually took the time to enjoy his meal, much to the irritation of Randy. "Good lord, could you eat any slower?!"

"It isn't good for the digestive system to cram food down your throat, whether you're in a hurry or not. I'd rather be late than choke on my food because I was in too much of a hurry to chew and swallow." He said calmly.

Finally, he finished, and she practically shoved him out the window. Luckily, they were on the first floor. The trip to the convention was awkwardly silent and when they finally reached their destination, Yami was relieved to hear the hustle and bustle of the crowd, small as it was at that early hour. Randy immediately dragged him to the room where they were showing the AMVs. They found Chance and Natalie already there and holding hands. As they sat down beside them, Chance grinned at them. "You missed the first two." He said.

Randy groaned. "I told you to eat faster!" she said to Yami.

Natalie was quick to reassure them. "It's okay, they weren't that good anyway. One was a Gravitation one, and the other was a badly done Astro Boy one."

Randy relaxed. "Oh, then I didn't really miss anything."

As the AMVs were playing, Yami didn't really pay much attention unless he liked the song. However, one particular AMV caught his eye. When the music started playing, his face appeared on the screen! He sat straight up and whispered, "Randy, that's me!"

Chance gave him an amused look. "No kidding, Sherlock, what was your first clue?" he said.

Randy shushed them both. The four of them watched the AMV with wide eyes. It was beautifully made, with the clips matched almost perfectly with the timing of the music. And the song itself was beautiful as well. The only part that confused Yami was near the end, where it showed a scene that he didn't recognize. It showed him walking into a stone entrance filled with light, as his friends watched him go. He didn't remember that happening.

By the time the AMV was over, Randy and Natalie were crying. Yami and Chance worryingly tried to comfort them. "That was beautiful!" Randy said, wiping her eyes.

"I know!" said Natalie. "I wonder what that song was called?"

Chance spoke up. "It's 'Snakes on a Plane (bring it)' by Cobra Starship."

Randy gave him an odd look. "How did you know that?"

Chance shrugged, looking sheepish. "It's a good song."

Yami took a look at the program of the convention that Randy had grabbed. "Didn't you want to go to the chibi contest next, Randy?"

Randy nodded. "Yep, we'd better get going if we want to enter."

Chance held up his hand. "Hold it, the chibi contest?! I'm not going to follow you just to watch you draw a super-deformed character with freakishly large eyes. Besides, I wanted to go to the Phoenix Ash concert!"

Randy frowned. "I looked them up on myspace, they weren't that great. And what's wrong with chibis?"

Chance shrugged. "Nothing, I just don't want to have to miss Phoenix Ash to watch you draw for a half-hour."

Randy and Chance glared at each other for a moment, then Randy sighed. "Fine, we'll split up and meet at the sword fighting competition in an hour. Sound fair?"

Chance smirked. "Sounds good. You get Yami if I get Natalie."

Randy shook Chance's hand. "Done."

Yami blinked. "Did you just bargain for me?"

Randy grinned sheepishly. "Well, yes. Is there a problem?"

Yami smirked. "I just find it amusing how much I've fallen as a Pharaoh, that I need to be bartered for."

She grinned. "Be grateful I didn't pick Natalie."

He nodded solemnly. "Thank ra for that." Then he looked confused. "Randy, in that AMV, there was a part that never happened to me."

She looked confused, and then her eyes got wide in realization. "You mean that part near the end?"

He nodded. "What was going on?"

Randy looked very serious, and somewhat sad. "Well at the end of Yu-Gi-Oh, you, Yugi, and the rest of your friends travel to Egypt. There you have a ceremonial duel to determine whether you or Yugi is the true King of Games. Yugi wins, and you…pass on to the afterlife…"

Yami stared at her in shock. "That never happened! We did go to Egypt, and the ceremonial duel did happen, but I obviously never went to the afterlife. I chose to stay with Yugi! Why would it be different?"

Randy thought hard. "Well, my guess is that the guy who wrote the series thought it had gone long enough and wanted to end it epically." She looked up at him. "I was so mad when you died! I was ready to strangle the author!"

Yami blinked. Then he smiled. "I'm glad you care for me so much."

She looked down, blushing. "Well, you were my favorite character." Suddenly, she grabbed his arm. "Come on, I want to get to that panel."

Yami looked at her curiously. Why was she so flustered? Not that he minded. She looked cute when she was flustered. He shook his head. 'No Yami, you can't fall any harder for her. It won't work out.'

Suddenly, he heard someone call out, "Yami!"

He froze. That voice was familiar. Extremely familiar. He knew Randy had heard it too, because she stopped as well. He slowly turned around. There, running towards him at full speed, was Yugi. Tears were streaming down his face as he almost tackled Yami, causing him to fall backwards. "Yami! I knew it was you! I finally found you! I can't believe it!"

Yami just sat there in the middle of the floor, staring at the small, spiky-haired boy, crying into his chest. Then he slowly wrapped his arms around him. "Yugi, is it really you? It isn't just another person in costume?"

Yugi shook his head furiously. "No, it's not Yami! It's the real me! I'm finally here! I've really found you!"

Yami's vision grew blurry as he felt tears well up in his eyes. "I thought I'd never see you again! Oh Yugi," he hugged Yugi tighter; the tears dripping down his face. "I can't believe you're really here!"

Yugi hugged him back. "You can finally come home."

As Yami vaguely heard the yaoi fangirls squealing around the two of them, and the rest of his friends surrounding them, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of him die inside as he realized that although it was wonderful that his friends had found him and that he could go home, this meant he would never see Randy again.

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Afternote: Yeah, I ended the chapter there. That's just how I am. dodges various items thrown at her by her readers

Wow, that is most definitely the longest chapter I've ever written. That's right, Yugi and co. have finally caught up with Yami! What will happen between Yami and Randy? Well you're just going to have to wait and see now aren't you? Oh, and I'm thinking about doing a one-shot on Chance and Natalie. If you like that idea, let me know!

The AMV in this chapter is dedicated to an AMV that I found on youtube about a year ago. It was beautifully made, and it made me cry. However, it got deleted like all AMVs eventually do. Whoever made that AMV, you are amazing, and deserve a gold star!

Con experiences; The Soul Candy concert. Soul Candy I an otaku rock band. I like the music, although I do think the singer needs to take some lessons. Still, it was fun. And the coolest part? I found someone with the same Death Note shirt as me! Wherever you are, shirt-buddy, you rock!

Well, it's almost midnight, so I'd better go to bed. Smell ya later folks, and remember – no reviews, no new chapter!

~DaAmazingMeepers=3