The airport was crowded, as most major airports are. Yugi could feel his nerves vibrating with the noisy hustle and bustle of the crowded. It was like every sound was magnified ten times over; he shuddered, struggling to overcome his sudden panic attack. His breath quickened, the room spun, making him feel sick. Just when he was on the verge of losing his control, and the contents of his stomach, Yugi felt a large hand come down on his shoulder.

"Take it easy. There's no need to get so work up, sheesh. And if you throw up on these shoes you will be paying for them."

To anyone that didn't know Seto Kaiba he would have sounded harsh and unkind, but Yugi was grateful for way Seto was treating him. Oh, he didn't enjoy being degraded that was for sure, but it was different when it came to Seto. Seto had been degrading him and his friends since high school, it was normal,or at least, as normal as anything got around Yugi Motou.

Normal, Yugi desperately need some of that. So much had changed, in the few months he had spent in the Ward everything had been turned on its head, the last thing he needed was his friends treating him differently. That was the one comforting thing about Seto, he never changes and he never pities anyone.

Oh, I don't know Abiou. A few years ago Kaiba wouldn't have cared in the least, except for maybe if he wanted to duel; now I think I hear a hint of concern under that cold exterior.

Yugi smiled and then glanced up into Seto's ice blue eyes, yup, Yami was right, he could see a touch of concern hidden in the harsh words and prickly demeanor.

Fingering his puzzle, Yugi gave Seto a strained smile.

"I'm fine, just—just a bit . . . overwhelmed."

Seto frowned at the strained tone and frightened look in Yugi's eyes. The amethyst orbs were darting around the airport as if he was searching for an escape route.

The past few days had done much for Yugi's recovery but he was still much to thin and pale. Dark circles were still visible under his eyes. Slight tremors shook his frame. The crowded clearly not helping either. Seto glanced down at his watch, damn it, all flights were grounded at the moment because a storm that had come along. Even he couldn't change that, it was far too dangerous even for his private jet to fly out in a storm.

Thankfully the storm was fast moving and they would be on their way in little less than an hour, in the meantime. . . .

"Switch."

Yugi jumped as if he was startled.

"W-what?" he squeaked.

"Switch before you have a panic attack and draw more attention to us than you already are."

"But, isn't that like running away?"

Seto sighed, some days Yugi and his friend's morals drove to insanity.

"There's running away like a coward and then there's realizing that you aren't ready for something, and you are not!" he growled.

He's right Abiou, you are not ready for this, I can feel the pounding of your heart. You've been very brave, but why don't you let me take over for you? It does no one any good for you to work yourself up into such a state.

Yugi closed his eyes, letting Yami's voice wash over him. Yami had been the biggest help to him during his recovery. Helping him to sort out his jumbled thoughts and keeping him grounded.

Alright Other Me.

He felt a slight tug on his soul as he was pulled into his soul room.

Red eyes opened and looked up at Seto. Seto scowled at him.

"Well?"

"He's fine, just overwhelmed and unable to process what's going on around him."

Seto grunted in response, ignoring the sense of relief that washed over him.

"We should be leaving in forty-five minutes or so." He told Yami instead.

Finally Seto growsed as they boarded his jet, the delay had been longer than he had expected. If there was one thing Seto hated, it was not being punctual.

The trip to Domino went smoothly, Seto managed to convince Yugi (who had switched back with Yami) to a duel. Yugi won the first game, but not by much, and lost the seconded, of course that might have been because he was falling asleep over his cards. Seto didn't really count that as a win.

The Domino airport wasn't quite as busy as the New York one and it was filled with far more friendly people.

"Yug'!" cried Jou as he scooped Yugi up off his feet in his enthusiasm.

"Hey Jou, it's great to you, all of you." Yugi murmured as he wrapped his arms around the taller male.

Jou stepped back and looked Yugi over, frowning.

"Ya look like 'Ell Yug'"

"It's been a rough; I'll tell you guys about it later."

He could see that they wanted to question him. Wanted to know what had caused the normally energetic Yugi to be so reserved. They didn't yet realize that that Yugi was gone, too much had happened for him to be that Yugi again, he was no longer as naïve as he was before.

He only hoped they could understand.

I think they will, Abiou, just give them time.

Yugi smiled. It would'nt even matter if they didn't understand. Yami understood and that was all that mattered.

Authors note

Hello again! Well, there is only the epilogue left after this chapter, so I thank you all for sticking with me. Unfortunately the epilogue will not be put up next weekend because I am leaving on a band trip so it will be two weeks before I update. Sorry. I thank you all for reading and reviewing

Until next time,

Zx14ninja