Yugi's funeral was a sombre event. Yugi's family had asked Yami to read a speech, but she had to decline the offer.
If she had tried to speak, she would have broken down again. She knew she would have.
She stayed silent through the whole event, even as Yugi's coffin was being lowered into the fire pit in which she would be cremated.
Joey had moved into Seto's room to give her some space, but she didn't want space. Or maybe she did.
Yami didn't know what she wanted anymore.
Her friends all did their best to cheer her up, but she felt empty inside. The school counsellor, Cynthia, hadn't given up on her. She always stated proudly that she hadn't given up on any patient.
Yami had a feeling that she would be the first one that Cynthia would declare to be a lost cause.
A week passed. She began going back to classes. She didn't know whether to be angry or grateful that the world kept moving without Yugi.
Joey still cracked jokes, Seto still called her a mutt, Duke and Tristan still flirted, Malik and Bakura still pulled as many pranks as possible and Marik was still as psychotic as usual.
But Yami noticed the subtle changes.
Joey cracked more jokes than usual, and Seto's glare wasn't as dark. Duke and Tristan seemed more conscious of the others, particularly Yami. Malik and Bakura's pranks seemed to be focused on distracting everyone, and Marik would always beat the crap out of anyone targeting Yami.
Not that she needed anyone to defend her, but it was appreciated.
Yugi's death had affected them all.
Then the bomb hit. She was called to the office one day and walked in to see a petite, pale girl with snow white hair and chocolate brown eyes smiling politely at the principal.
Hearing her walk in, the principal turned to Yami. "Ms. Sennen, I'd like you to meet the new girl, Ryou Bakura. She's your new roommate."