Emi: I know, I know, I am REALLY late guys. I apologize on my identity as a teenage girl who writes yaoi for a living. But I have good news, although this is the final chapter for Group eight hell on earth, I will still make side chapters and I am working on another story as we speak!

Kori: You are a disgrace as a yaoi fan girl Emi.

Yuki: OI! It's because me and Rasa still have school ya' know!

Rasa: I like school though; it's a shame it is going to end soon.

Emi: Well I would just like everyone to know that my next story is being worked on. OH! And by the way, I decided to do this chapter as the aftermath of what happened after the virus broke down all the walls. I know that some people want to see the walls crumble down but this is actually really good!

Yuki: OH WELL! Read review and give us ideas for side chapters!

Chapter twenty-three:

Aftermath

'Damn it Yami wake up!' Yugi attempted to push Yami out of bed, yanking at his bed sheets. Yami's eyes lightly opened, he let out a groan and leaned up. He looked to his right and saw Yugi staring at him with a bright red face.

'What?' Yami asked.

Yugi pointed to his chest, Yami glanced down and saw that he was stripped of his clothes again. Yami's face also went bright red. 'When did this happen?!' He exclaimed pulling the blanket over his lower torso. Yugi sighed and began to rub his temple, 'Atemu.' He said with slight irritation.

Yami glanced down to his blanket depressed. It had been two years since he found out about him having multiple personality disorder, Atemu was apparently an alter ego of his that had a bit of an anger management problem. It frightened him that he couldn't control what he did to others, what he did to Yugi also. Yami felt two arms wrap around his shoulders.

'Y-Yugi?' Yami lightly blushed.

Yugi sat down on the bed next to him and leaned against him. 'I promised I would tell you if Atemu did anything, he hasn't.' Yugi insisted. Yami nodded, 'I know, but still he has done things-'

'Right, he has done things. He has done some pretty cruel things but he is also the reason why I am here today.' Yugi said.

Yami paused for a moment, his face made a slight pout.

'What now?' Yugi asked leaning on his chest. Yami looked out the window, 'Do you like him more than me?' He asked. The smaller male looked up scowling. 'You asked me that already! I love YAMI! You! What can I do to prove that I love you?' Yugi asked.

Yami gave a smirk, 'I know one thing you could do…' He trailed off.

Yugi blushed and leaned up from Yami's chest. 'We have school! I am not getting tardy again because of you!' Yugi scolded. Yami frowned, 'Please? One day won't kill you.' Yami rolled his eyes lifting up the covers.

'Yes it will,' Yugi glanced down again, 'And please put on some pants!' He shouted averting his eyes.

Yami groaned and got up hearing yet another scream from Yugi. 'I am leaving!' Yugi shouted getting off the bed. A hand grabbed Yugi's and forced him back in to bed. 'Please don't leave.' Yami's voice whimpered. Yami wrapped his arms around Yugi's waist and lightly kissed his neck.

'Y-Yami. You're still not wearing clothes. It feels weird.' Yugi stuttered. Yami trailed kissed down his neck then shoulder. 'I still want to skip today, Yugi…' Yami whispered still trailing kisses down Yugi's body.

Yugi nodded, 'W-We can't! You can do this at lunch Y-Yami!' He exclaimed.

Yami's eyes widened, 'Really?' He asked.

Yugi nodded again, 'Y-Yeah.' He mumbled.

'Alright, I'll get some clothes on then.' Yami sighed. Yugi turned around and watched out the window as Yami got up, "What have I gotten myself in to this time?" He thought.

Yami glanced out the window for a moment then gave a light grin.

'Hey Yugi, we have to go somewhere after school today right?' He asked.

…

'I am not going to argue with you Bakura. Either you put on the tux or I am leaving you!' Ryou shouted.

Bakura groaned and began to slip on the black dress jacket. 'Don't do that geez. I don't think Malik will be that pissed if we're late.' Bakura thought for a moment then shivered.

Ryou sighed and glanced out the bed room window. A light smile was on his face, 'It's been a couple of years right?' He asked. He wore a white dress shirt and a blue tie, along with some blue slacks.

Bakura slipped on his red clip on tie: not wanting to be nagged about him not being able to tie a tie. 'Yeah, I mean without her we probably would not have been able to accomplish what we did.' Bakura threw his head back and yawned. 'She was really annoying, she ate a lot, she screamed a lot, and she hit me too.' Bakura smiled. 'But she was really brave. I'll give her that. Although, maybe things would have been different if she had told us.' He trailed off.

Ryou frowned, 'Don't tell me you blame yourself. Yugi told you many times it was not your fault-'

'I know!' Bakura groaned, 'Anybody would be upset though. She left us a note! She didn't say good bye or anything! She left us alone!' He began to raise his voice.

Ryou flinched.

Bakura lowered his head. 'Sorry Ryou.' He apologized. A hand began to rub his back, 'It's alright. But really, we have to go soon. It's a really long drive from here.' Ryou smiled.

'But at least you don't have to deal with gates any more right?' Bakura asked.

'Of course. Things have been much better, although it did surprise me that Kaiba Corp helped in the wall clean up.' Ryou wondered for a moment.

'Well, no matter. Let's just leave already Ryou. I have to go get cat food any way we might as well.' He glanced over to the bed seeing a really chubby white cat, unfortunately there was a certain somebody who spoiled the cat too much. (It's not Ryou…)

Ryou picked up the cat and allowed it to crawl on his shoulder, 'Did she like roses?' He asked.

Bakura nodded, 'Yeah she got them when she sang. Come to think of it, I never heard her sing.' He chuckled. 'I hope I can hear it someday.'

…

"Ikuya dear, I believe you are a bit restless today." A voice radiated. There was a woman with long black hair and red eyes, she wore a long white dress, and had a small pair of white wings.

Ikuya rubbed her eyes as if she was just arising from bed again, "I'm not worrying you am I miss?" She asked.

Her mouth curved in to a smile, "I wish you would stop calling me that, no matter what that woman says you are my child also. So please just call me mother." She sighed.

Ikuya's hair was long and black almost identical to the woman she was speaking to. "You are Yami's mother not mine." She looked down. Ikuya looked down to the ground seeing familiar faces.

"Oh, how is he doing?" The woman asked.

Ikuya smiled. "I don't know, but if he can stand those idiots. Then that means we won't see him any time soon Mom." She glanced down hearing the same bickering.

'Come on guys don't fight!' Yugi shouted.

'Bakura got here an hour late it is only fair that he joins the rest of the dead bodies here.' Malik growled yanking Bakura by his shirt.

'Please don't hurt him here Malik!' Yugi cried out. He clutched on Yami's sleeve for a few moments. Yami glanced down, then gave a growl.

'Let me go damn it-'

A hand grabbed Bakura's shoulder.

'Y-Yami?' Ryou stuttered.

A smirk formed on Yami's face. Everyone paused. '…Atemu is that you?' Yugi asked.

Atemu turned around and smiled tanking Bakura away from Malik, 'Oh hello Yugi dear, I was just going to drop in and say hello for a while.' He smiled. Malik sighed and released Bakura not feeling like dealing with Yami's psychotic half at the moment. 'To what do we owe the pleasure Atemu?' Marik asked.

Atemu scratched his head, 'I wanted to say hello also.' He mumbled.

'Oh?' Bakura smirked, 'Don't tell me you're going soft on us Atemu.' Bakura chuckled. Atemu turned around and frowned. 'What are you implying? That simply because I want to say my greetings to a dead friend I am going soft? You are the one who named your cat after your boyfriend.' He rolled his eyes.

'Who told you that-'

'I did. I thought it was adorable Bakura.' Ryou giggled.

'Now enough of this,' Malik walked forward.

There was a tombstone in front of them; there was no year of birth or death, just a last name. Around it there were flowers; some fake and some real ones.

Everyone went silent.

'I wonder if she would be happy with this. I think she deserves something more than a cheap tomb stone like this.' Yugi frowned.

Atemu nodded, 'No, she would want something like this.' He crossed his arms. 'She hated her name so much. Hence is why this would be perfect.' He explained.

Yugi smiled, 'Yeah, this is perfect.'

Momoka.

Ikuya smiled, "He is doing great mom." She laid backwards looking upwards in to the vast reaches of the clouds.

"They are all doing great."

End of Group Eight: Hell on Earth.

Emi: Well. I wonder if people liked this story.

Kori: Of course they do, why else would they have put up with you?

Emi: Because I'm cute?

Kori: Not likely.

Emi: Damn it just let me have this!

Kori: Hehe. Nope. Thank you guys for reading and stay tuned for future side chapters and stories!