YOLO. I promised that I would get it up sooner. I did :D sorry about the mini wait though, it DOES take a little while to write, edit, and type :3
Anyway, here's the new chappie! OH. WE HAVE INDEED HIT THE CLIMAX :3 took forever, I know XD sorry. Here you go! :D

Atem's POV

He was literally racing down the hallway now. He left a yelling Miki and Shiro behind him. Once he had heard the two Waythers talking, he had sped away towards the direction he had been previously. At this point, Yami was so confused that he didn't know what to do anymore. He had seen Yugi just before entering the Infirmary, and he was perfectly fine. Now, though, he had heard that Yugi was near death since the beginning. But, how was this possible? Yami knew there weren't two Yugi's. There couldn't be. That just wasn't possible. There was only one person he had been with all these years, so how could there be two?

Wait, he thought, This is the future; could it be possible that there is another, older Yugi running around? Yami shook his head, no. He didn't even know what year it was, or how far ahead in time they were. He would have to find out, but now was not the time. He had to get to Yugi

He was nearly out of breath now; he didn't think he'd be running this fast. Yami sucked in another breath and rounded a corner. When he did, he ran into someone.

There was a gasp of surprise and horror. It came from the person he had ran in to. He didn't recognize who it was, but it was a girl. She looked to be about four or five years old. She had the prettiest ocean-blue eyes. She also had a faded orange color of hair, and a set of freckles.

Yami was about to get up, help her to her feet and ask her if she was alright, but she scooted away in panic, and stumbled to her feet. She ran in the direction Yami was headed, her tattered, grey dress and her bare feet fading in the distance. Yami sighed at this. He didn't think he was too scary, and he didn't think he could look scary even if he tried.

Yami shrugged it off and continued on towards the Infirmary. If he saw the girl again, he'd make sure to apologize for bumping in to her and possibly hurting her. He didn't get very far after that thought when he saw the girl reappear, running in his direction. He slowed down this time, ready to stop her.

What surprised him even more, was the group of people running behind the girl.

He gasped in surprise.

"See!" The little girl shouted with a high, squeaky voice, "I told you I saw him! That was the guy you described, ain't it?"

Yami blinked, he only just realized he had come to a full stop.

The people running at him finally reached him and surrounded him in a circle. The girl didn't take part in the circle, though. She only seemed to be watching.

The only thing that stopped him from speaking was shock. These people, all people he recognized, were the ones he had tried to find, or, was trying to find. It looked like he didn't have to now.

Marik, Ishizu, Odion, Seto Kaiba, Mariku, Bakura and Ryou all had him surrounded, and no way to escape.

"You can't escape, Oni. This is all your fault, and you know it," Marik said, eyes full of hate.

"Wait, what?" Yami said, confused. Oni? Who the hell is Oni? He thought.

"Oh don't bullshit us, you can't get out of this one," Mariku said, baring his teeth.

"What the hell!?" Yami shouted in confusion. "I have no clue what you're all talking about! I'm trying to find Yugi, I don't know who the hell this Oni guy is, or why you even think I'm him, and I'm so fucking confused!" Yami couldn't help but tremble in frustration and confusion. The very people he knew, were threatening him because they thought he was someone else. Why couldn't they see that it was him?

Ishizu narrowed her eyes at him. Yami had never seen Ishizu act like that before, nor did he want to see it again.

"If you're telling the truth, prove it."

Yami blinked, surprised. Prove it? How the hell do I do that? Yami crossed his arms, "What do you want me to do?"

Ishizu and the others looked at each other briefly; "If you aren't Oni, who are you?"

Yami blinked again, couldn't they tell? Who else would he be?

"Yami…"

Bakura stepped even closer then, "Tell us something that only the Pharaoh would know,"

"And," Marik added, "It has to be something we know that Yugi doesn't know."

Yami's eyes widened, how was he supposed to do that? Yugi knew almost everything he knew, besides the facts about his life that still remained a mystery even to him.

Yami's eyes shut in frustration. "I don't think that's possible. He knows just about everything I know… The only thing he doesn't know is probably the things that even I don't know."

Marik face palmed. "There has to be something,"

Yami gave an exasperated sigh, "Hang on, let me think."

Was there ever a time where Yugi was separated from me? There has to be at least one experience that I know, they know, but not Yugi. I know that I've been away from Yugi recently… but I've also been away from everyone else too, so that wouldn't do much good.

"Listen," Yami said, sighing, "To be honest, there's nothing really that Yugi doesn't know that you guys know. He's always the first person to know about anything that pops up…" Yami said, scratching the back of his head.

"Ding ding ding! We have a winner!" Ryou said happily.

Yami raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What?"

"Well," Ishizu began, looking a lot more relaxed than she was. "We all know that Yugi's the first person to know about anything that's happened; you've told us this. Yugi doesn't know about that, or at least, doesn't realize this." She said, smiling.

Huh… I wouldn't have even realized that was the answer… Yami thought.

"Come on, you said you wanted to see Yugi, right?" Mariku asked, motioning down the hallway. Yami nodded, and began to follow when the group started moving.

He stopped then, remembering something that he had forgotten to do.

The girl was still standing behind Marik; he carefully made his way over to her, and bent down. Marik had moved aside for Yami, to which he murmured a brief thanks. He bent down before her.

"What's your name?" Yami asked her softly.

She looked at the ground, and played with the bottom of her torn, grey dress.

"Mia," she murmured.

Yami smiled, "Mia, then," he addressed; he placed a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up, her ocean-blue eyes full of wonder.

"I'm sorry for scaring you like I did, I'm sorry if I hurt you any as well…"

Mia smiled, "Thank you; it's alright. I didn't get hurt none."

Yami smiled back at her, "That's good. I'm just glad you weren't hurt."

"Yami," Bakura interrupted; Yami got up from his kneeling position, and turned to him. "Of course,"

The group began to move then, down the hallway. Yami was trailing behind a little, still exhausted from his previous rush to reach Yugi.

"Um… Mister…?"

Yami looked down, and found that Mia had trailed behind with him.

"You can call me Yami," he replied with a small smile.

Mia nodded, "Yami, I heard you and Yugi shared a body once…" she began.

"Share," He corrected her.

"Right," she said, "But… the others didn't tell me whose body it was to begin with, or anything about you really."

"Oh," was Yami's reply, "Well, for starters, it was Yugi's body. When he solved the Millennium Puzzle, my spirit came out and our minds connected."

Mia looked up, amazed. "I never thought of that," she said, then added, "Can I tell you something?"

Yami blinked, "Sure,"

Mia took a deep breath as they continued walking.

"Did you know they take people away from random places in the other time to become slaves? That, there's only two times they go between? They basically kidnap people from other countries and turn them into Waythers?"

Yami's mouth nearly fell open, "So, wait, there's only this time, and our time?"

Mia nodded, "Once they found what time the Millennium Items came back into the world, they had to set up a stable transport connection so that they can take or lure certain people into their time."

"How'd you get here then, Mia?"

Mia stopped walking, and Yami stopped as well.

"I was taken… They said that I was some kind of special connection between time, places, and people. That I was the only one who can connect all three together."

Yami was silent for a moment, and she let out a tiny sigh, "I don't know… I certainly don't feel too special."

Yami smiled then, "There's a lot of things special about you that I can tell already," he said. When she gave him a quizzical look, he continued. "Well," he began, "when I first saw you, I felt like there was something special about you. That part I don't know how to explain, but I feel I can trust you… Way more than I should, actually."

Mia's blue eyes sparkled with joy, "Really?" she asked. Yami nodded.

Mia reached out her hand towards him, "May I?" she asked politely; when he nodded, she grasped his hand.

"Then," she started; Yami could feel her uneasiness. "When the time comes, can you help me get home?"

"Yes, of course; your mother and father must be worried," He said. He felt terrible for her, she hadn't seen her parents, and Yami could only assume that her parents were going crazy looking for her.

"I don't have a mommy or daddy…" she said, sadness tingeing her words.

Yami tried not to act too shaken by this. Why would something so bad happen to a innocent little girl like this?

Yami squeezed her tiny hand reassuringly, "Don't you have an aunt or uncle you live with? Or a cousin?"

She shook her head, "Nobody."

Yami felt a sharp pang of sorrow for the girl, "We'll figure something out then," he said softly.

She smiled up at him, "Ok,"

"I do wonder though," he added, "Where do you live then?"

She paused for a minute. "I… find my way around…"

Now this concerned Yami. "And how old are you?"

"five, almost six…"

"How am I supposed to take you home if you don't have one to go to?" he asked then.

"I…" she trailed off, "I just figured you could drop me off somewhere… and that I could get home from there."

"No," Yami immediately said, "I won't do that to you. You're pretty young as it is, and no one deserves to run around like that. Especially someone who's only five."

"YAMI. MIA." Mariku said angrily. "Get your asses over here, now!"

Yami jumped at his voice, as did Mia.

"S-sorry!" Yami yelled back, "Come on," he added, glancing briefly back at Mia.

"This way," Ishizu whispered as she opened the heavy metal door. When Yami entered, it was exactly the same as it had been when he was here the first time not long ago. The only difference was that there were less people, and a faded green curtain hung around certain beds. Only one bed had the curtains closed though, all the others were drawn.

"Is it that one that Yugi's in?" Yami asked tentatively. He pointed at the green curtains that were closed around the bed.

"Quiet," Bakura hissed, then answered with a 'yes'.

Yami quickly untangled his hand from Mia's and ran on ahead of the group. He could hear their footsteps quicken behind him in order to catch up, but he didn't think much of it.

"Wait! Don't go in there yet!" Ryou yelled behind him.

Yami ignored him, he just wanted to see Yugi after all, and he brushed the curtains aside.

He shook in both shock and fear when he saw none other than Sora folded over Yugi.

It seemed she was sleeping on top of him, listening to the steady beeping of Yugi's heart monitor.

So he was alive; he couldn't help but let out a shaky breath of relief. He was careful not to let it out too loud though, in case he woke the sleeping, blue haired girl.

He was suddenly yanked away, and the green curtain swished shut before him.

"What the hell!" Yami hissed, he was now royally pissed, to say the least. First, Sora-an evil villain- was laying with Yugi, and now his arm was being yanked out of its socket.

"Sorry," Mariku apologized, and he automatically let go.

"Why," Yami began, "Is she here?" he said, surprised to find venom embedding his words.

"It's hard to explain," Ryou began. "Yeah, I bet it is," Yami said.

He was beginning to get sick and tired of all this shit. This would be the first time he would physically see Yugi, as well as spiritually. He hadn't seen Yugi since he was kidnapped, and now that both of them had physical bodies, things would be different. He'd be able to touch.

But still, there was still so much that he had to look out for. There was still so much that he had to find out. It was all balled up in one place, and if he didn't have any questions answered soon, his head would literally explode.

He actually began to notice that he seemed a lot edgier than usual. Suddenly, a small delicate hand entwined with his.

"Yami, it's ok," Mia spoke softly. Mia, she was trying to calm him down. He didn't think it would work, he felt such… rage building up. Rage that was born from his frustration and confusion.

"No, really, it's alright. You have nothing to worry about. Focus on the now… focus on me."

Yami blinked, what he was now seeing wasn't possible. He saw something that he knew only made him calm. The stars, at night. He was laying down on a blanket outside under the stars. There was a chill in the air, but there was another blanket laying next to him; he pulled it close and wrapped it around himself.

Mia was also there, squeezing his hand reassuringly, just as he had towards her. She got on her hands and knees and looked at him whilst he looked at the stars.

Waves upon waves of calm washed over him. "Where are we, Mia?" he asked.

"Liberia," She responded, "This was the place I was born… from what one of my friends had said, I grew up here for a while, then I was taken to Japan… then shortly after I was taken to Mira and Sora's time. I actually spent the last few years there…" she said sadly.

"I'm sorry…"

Mia smiled at him, "Don't worry about it," She then lay down next to him, gazing up at the stars. He couldn't help but smile softly as he remembered doing this same thing with Yugi not too long ago. It seemed like such a long time ago, but really, it wasn't. It had only been about a week or so ago, before he was taken, before Yami knew that something bad was going to happen.

He sighed, tracing patterns in the stars with his eyes. He did feel more relaxed than he'd been lately. Everything just seemed so hectic; it was hard to catch up.

"Alright, you ready to go back?" Mia asked in a whisper. When Yami nodded, she then took away her hand, and covered his eyes.

A second later he was stumbling, trying to find his footing.

"Welcome back," She said proudly.

When he found his footing, he felt he was being watched. When he looked up, he found he was, in fact, being watched.

Seto Kaiba, Ishizu, Odion, Ryou, Bakura, Marik and even Mariku, were looking at the both of them in astonishment.

"Wh-how…?" Marik began first.

"It's complicated," Mia said, all smiles.

"Y-yeah…" Yami said, trailing off.

"Where'd you go?" Bakura asked, looking immensely intrigued.

"Uh… also hard to explain…" Yami said, scratching the back of his head.

Mia skipped to his side and held onto his hand again. It seemed, by the look on her face, that she felt more at ease, so he let her hold his hand. "We went stargazing in Liberia," She said.

"Oh," Mariku commented; Bakura still looked intrigued, he was about to say something, but Mariku cut him off. Bakura glared at him as Mariku spoke. "Well then, back to the current matter at hand…"

Yami felt himself tense up a little again, but he felt those waves of calm engulf him once more when Mia gently squeezed his hand again.

"Thank you," he whispered to her. He then proceeded to think of the current problem at hand.

"Ok, so, can you explain to me what's going on? But… in simpler words?" Yami asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Ryou stepped in, "Well, Mira and Sora aren't actually evil, they just have evil spirits in them."

"Oh… Kay… that makes a little sense…" Yami said.

Marik then shouldered past Ryou, "And what happened when we first ran in to you, well, there's another Yugi…"

"Correction," Mariku growled, "Oni, the only person who can live inside another being unconsciously, and take the same form as his host, is Yugi's look-alike."

"Woah, what?" Yami said, "Explain that part."

"Oni is a spirit from Mariku's past," Seto Kaiba joined in.

Yami furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "From my understanding, wasn't Mariku just made up from Marik's head?"

"No, actually…" Marik began, "While it's true I made up a type of 'friend' to help keep my from being lonely, Mariku actually came with your secret that was carved into my back… he just took my 'friends' form. When you preserve something… it always comes with a price…"

"I'm sorry, Marik…"

"Gah," Mariku sighed, He patted Marik on the back, "As long as we both have separate bodies, we'll be semi-ok."

Yami could see Marik gulp, "Semi…?"

Mariku patted his back again, "We'll talk about this later,"

"Mmmm…" came a sleepy voice. Sora. Sora was awake.

Yami whipped around, fear shooting through him instantly. Mia squeezed his hand again, "Sora's around Yugi, and Yugi's the only one who can subdue Sora and Mira's spirits… He's also the only one who can destroy their spirits…"

"But, he's safe though?" Yami asked, worriedly.

She nodded, "Sora-the real Sora-actually likes Yugi, and wants to be around him. In doing so, her spirit won't overtake her."

Yami blinked, "Does she know this?"

"When she ran in here looking for Oni, she realized that Yugi was the link,"

"Uh…" Yami started, a little lost.

"So," Ishizu interrupted, "The real Sora realized that Oni boosts her spirit's power, while Yugi suppresses it."

"Oh…weird…"

"Hence why Sora won't leave," Bakura said, rather annoyed.

"I'd keep her there," Odion said, for what seemed like the first time, "Her spirit has free reign when she isn't around Yugi, and her spirit is rather… ugly, and I'd rather her harmless side…"

"I agree," Ishizu nodded.

"H-hello?" Sora asked through the curtain.

"It's just us, Sora," Mia said in her sweet little voice.

"Oh," her voice came again, sounding tired, unlike it was before. Sora brushed the curtain aside; she would have screamed if Bakura hadn't slapped his hand across her mouth.

"Relax," Marik snapped, "It's just Yami. We wouldn't be civilly talking to him if he wasn't."

"…Yami?"

"In other words, Sora, the Pharaoh," Bakura relayed.

Sora's eyes suddenly looked hesitant. "Mia…" She whispered.

Mia detangled her hand from Yami's grasp, and rushed over to Sora. Yami couldn't help thinking that, for a five-year-old, Mia sure was smart.

Sora leaned down a little, and Mia reached up, and rested her hand on Sora's forehead, and closed her eyes. Sora's eyes fluttered closed as well.

"What…?" Yami began.

"Sometimes Sora doesn't know how to word things when there's too much going on in her mind; when Mia's around, she relies on her to translate for her."

"Huh…"

"Alright," Mia suddenly said. When Yami looked back at them, they were both facing everyone. "What Sora wanted to say was that, you're the one that the spirits are trying to reach, because you can control the Millennium Items' power. She wants you to stick with her, but not at the same time."

"Why not?" Yami asked.

"Well, I guess she's just afraid of her spirit coming out and taking advantage of the trust."

Yami thought a moment. "So… why don't we just stick around Yugi then?" he asked.

"That could work, but…" Mia paused, "But, what about your friends?"

Yami's eyes flickered with interest, "How'd you know…?"

"Well, I was here the whole time. I'm just so small that no one really sees me…"

"So, you saw me come in with them, and leave with them?" He asked. When she nodded, he sighed.

"I didn't stop you," She continued, "Because I thought…"

"Because you thought I was Oni." Yami guessed. She nodded.

"Who's your friends?" Sora asked.

"Miki, Shiro…and Kali…"

Sora seemed startled, "But… She… how's that possible?"

Yami blinked, "What?"

Her eyes darkened with sadness… "Well, first off… Miki, Shiro and Kali are my cousins… well, they're also Mira's cousins too… but… Kali. I was so sure… that my spirit murdered her…"

If Yami's eyes could get wider, they did. It seemed that only he was surprised by this though.

"You?"

"No, my spirit. My spirit tried to murder her, but… Mira…"

"…must have saved her…" Yami realized, also finishing Sora's thought.

"How though, is what I want to know." Marik said, stepping in.

"Because…" Sora began, eyes squinting as if she was seeing into the past. Her eyes then grew round. "Because Yugi was there!"

"Yugi!?" Yami exclaimed, "When was this?!"

Sora paused for a moment, "When we first met. That day… when he came to that Barn house that we used for a portal… and home base…"

"He's never gone there, though. I'd have known…"

Mia shook her head, "Not if the Millennium Puzzle wasn't on him."

Yami opened his mouth to object, but couldn't. It was completely true, and totally possible. "I remember… he was passed out," Sora continued, eyes still seeming far away.

"I was carrying him… but, I wasn't able to control my movements…"

"Because he was passed out," Mia said.

"But," Yami began, "What about now?"

Sora blinked, eyes returning to normal. "Now?" she turned around to look at Yugi's sleeping form. She smiled. "Back then, he was unconscious, knocked out… now? Now he's sleeping."

"Isn't that the same thing?"

"Not entirely," Sora answered, "He can wake up when he wants to when he's sleeping. When you're unconscious or knocked out, you're aware of it the whole time, except that you can't wake up even if you tried. Your brain needs to shut down and recover from the blow before you can become mobile and fully functioning."

Yami couldn't help but glance at Yugi. He had only glimpsed him briefly, but now…

"Excuse me," Yami whispered, hoping that Sora and the others didn't find it too rude that he stopped the conversation.

He made his way carefully over to Yugi's bed. He moved the old, green curtains aside a little, and he kneeled down beside him. He reached out with a trembling hand, and scooped up Yugi's hand. He smiled a little at the feeling of touching his young friend for the first time. In his spirit form, he couldn't have even given him a hug or high-five… but now… now he could do those things. With a wider smile, he gently rested his head on Yugi's chest.

"Yugi…" He whispered.

Despite all that was going on, he felt his mind relax. It didn't feel the same way when Mia made him relax, this time, it was genuine. Yugi's presence always seemed to help Yami relax. These were just some things Yami could only guess at.

Maybe he was relaxed because he knew Yugi was safe? Maybe because he was kind to Yami and everyone else? Or… maybe it was because they were connected. This time, it wasn't spiritually, but they were connected by touch. Yami could only guess that, since he was used to it, a connection between Yugi and himself was all it took.

Behind him, he heard the curtains swish closed, and he could only assume that everyone was giving him privacy, to which he was grateful.

"Yugi, can you wake up?" he asked. There was silence, and Yami looked around for a chair. On the other side of the bed, was the chair that Sora had been using minutes before.

He let go of Yugi's hand and went around to get it. Since he preferred the left side of the bed, he dragged the chair to where he'd been kneeling before.

When he sat down, he noticed that Yugi's hand was moving. It seemed to be searching for him. Yami smiled softly again, and grasped his hand once more.

"Yugi…?" Yami asked again.

This time, Yugi's eyes fluttered open. Yami immediately stood, chair pushed back.

"Yugi, it's me… Yami."He said, hope sounding in his words.

"Y-Yami?" Yugi managed to croak. "Yes," he replied, trying hard to hide his happiness and excitement.

Yugi smiled weakly, "It's good to see you…" and with a tiny laugh he added, "And not in spirit."

Yami laughed a little, "It's good to see you too; I was worried about you. Tea, Tristan, Joey and everyone else, too."

Yugi's smile fell, "I'm sorry…"

Yami's expression turned from happiness to concern, "Don't be sorry…"

"I am, though,"

"Don't be. All that matters is that you're alive."

"Uh… I was dying out here, too?" Yugi asked, confused.

Yami raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Out here too? What do you mean?"

Yugi frowned, "Well… I thought it was just a spiritual battle-"

"Woah there, back up. What?" Yami interrupted, "Explain yourself, Yugi."

Yugi sighed, "It was a little like a dream at first," He began, "I was in the Wayther's room with Ryou and the others. The dream… my other self needs my energy to stay in this world… it became a battle of sorts over who could take the other's life energy."

It was Yami's turn to frown this time, "Life energy?"

"It's what he needs," Yugi replied.

"Yugi, you do know he isn't really you, right?"

Yugi blinked, "He is; he came out of me."

Yami sighed, "He was using you as a vessel. His name is Oni, and apparently he's from Mariku's past-"

"But wasn't Mariku-"

"We'll talk about that later." Yami interrupted, "Oni has to look like the person he came out of though," Yami added as a last thought.

Yami heard Yugi gasp in surprise.

A few seconds of silence passed before Yugi spoke again. "I guess, all that's left now is to defeat Oni…"

"And both Sora and Mira's evil spirits," Yami added, to which Yugi nodded in agreement. "Then, we need to get the Items and everyone else back to our time."

"Yes, about that," Yami said, "All the Waythers are kidnapped people,"

Yugi's eyes widened in horror and concern, but Yami continued. "Mia told me that there are only two time zones. This one, and our time, but from different places around the world."

Yugi blinked, "Well…" he trailed off, "We'll gather everyone up, I guess, and return them to their home. But… you said someone named Mia told you this?"

Yami nodded, "Ok…" Yugi continued, "Who's Mia?"

Yami opened his mouth to reply, but then turned away and brushed the curtain aside. He was surprised to find that only Sora, Mia, and Bakura remained.

Yami cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention by accident, "Mia… could you come in her a moment?" The five-year-old looked up from her place beside Sora. Her ocean-blue eyes shone with curiosity, and for the first time, he realized that her eyes complimented her light orange hair and freckles. Mia walked over to Yami, and Yami guided her behind the curtain, and shut it behind her.

When Mia and Yami were next to the now fully awake Yugi, he introduced them.

"Yugi, this is Mia. Mia…Yugi."

"Nice to meet you!" She squeaked happily, smiling widely. Yami saw Yugi smile back, "Nice to meet you too."

Yami walked over to his chair and plopped down. "Yugi, I think… Mia may be able to help us."

"With what?" Yugi asked.

Mia patted Yami's leg, "May I?" she squeaked. Yami smiled, "Sure," and with that, she carefully climbed into his lap and sat down.

Yugi raised an eyebrow at this, but Yami shrugged. She was only five years old, and a little girl. It wasn't like he was uncomfortable with what she wanted. He actually found her to be really cute, and a really kind person.

"I don't know what, I just had a feeling she could help," Yami answered Yugi's previous question.

"Oh, what did you have in mind?" Yugi asked.

All of a sudden, there were running footsteps sounding behind the curtain. Yami felt Mia tense up in his lap. Yugi and Yami both fell silent. There were panting noises, as if people were out of breath.

"What's going on?" Bakura demanded outside the curtain.

"Can't… explain… must… leave… now…" Ryou's out of breath voice responded.

"Exactly… not enough… time…" Marik added.

"How did we get dragged into this mess!?" Miki's exasperated voice sounded.

"Yeah…why?" Shiro added.

Wait, Yami thought, what's going on? How did they find them?

Mia seemed to sense he was about to get up, because she slid off his lap and held out her hand for his. She was scared, too.

Yami grabbed her hand' he didn't break focus from the curtain. He knew Yugi would be fine there in his bed. Yami hesitantly opened the curtains.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"YAMI!"

He could have sworn he was glomped, then.

Mia let go before a girl jumped him; he crashed to the ground. A pair of bright green eyes stared down at him.

His eyes widened, "Kali?! You're awake?"

"Yes! And where were you? She said accusingly.

"Uh… here…?"

She sighed, "Kali, get off… him… now's not… the time…" Ryou said, apparently still trying to catch his breath.

"Right," she said, and automatically jumped up.

"What?" Yami asked as he got to his feet. Mia then ran to his side again and latched onto his hand again. Yami thought it was beginning to turn into some type of habit for the girl, but he couldn't really blame her. She didn't have anyone to latch on to her whole life.

Ishizu glanced at him, eyes full of fear. The room fell silent, waiting for her words. A loud bang on the door interrupted her though.

Everyone literally jumped from shock and fright. Odion took it as his cue to speak.

"Oni and Mira have arrived, and we have to move before they bust down the door."

OMG. Climaxy stuff :D Oh, and since Mia is a five-year-old, I think it's really cute (or at least, it is, in my head) when she squeaks :D any of you find that adorable too? Anyway, yep. I take some time to edit my story XD I could have had it up about a couple of days ago if I didn't edit it… but then it would be sucky and you guys would hate it. And I want to keep my viewers and followers happy… so… :D

I have no questions for you to think about, I just want your opinions of the story, and guesses as to what might happen next. PLEASE REVIEW :D