Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, blah blah blah.

Chapter Three

When Yugi awoke, it was dark. 'Oh no… mom and dad'll be so mad…' Painfully, Yugi tried to stand up. Wincing at the shooting pains, he somehow miraculously made it back to his house. Limping through the door, he awaited the anger. He didn't have much long to wait.

"YUGI! Where were you, boy?!? You're more than and hour late you know that? You know what this means!" His father bellowed.

"G-gomen…" Yugi murmured, knowing it was no use trying to explain his tardiness.

Yugi cried out as, for the second time this day, felt a punch connect with his stomach.

"Don't you show me those tears, you little brat!" Yugi was jerked up roughly by his hair, screaming from the pain.

"Silence!" Yugi's father roared. Yugi tried his best to stop his cries. Instead, he bit down hard on his lip and whimpered quietly.

The father threw the small boy against the wall and kicked him several times. "That'll teach ya not to be late next time! I don't know why I put up witcha. There you stand with the clothes I put on your ungrateful back and you pay me back with disobedience! You worthless little bastard, you shouldn't have even been born! You're a mistake, you know that?"

Yugi didn't respond.

"ANSWER ME!"

"G-gomen, yes, I-I'm a mistake…p-please…"

"Please what? What more do you want, you selfish , spoiled brat??!"

With one last kick, the man left Yugi bleeding and crying brokenly. Yugi heard the door slam shut, obviously signalling his father had left to go back to the bar. Making no attempt to cover his injuries, Yugi cried some more. 'At first, I could handle this. I had friends at first, but now I don't. What do I have left? What is the point now? Maybe if Yami hadn't left me, I'd still push on. But now, there's no one. Alone…'

The full meaning of this word hit Yugi hard. 'Alone…no one out there… no one cares.' Yugi glanced under his bed where he had always kept a bottle of a certain drug that he was especially affected to. 'Well, now's the time to use it.' Yugi thought. Slowly, he opened the cap, his hand shaking badly. Putting the bottle to his lips, he tilted his head and drained the contents.

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Yami's heart pounded. He knew something was wrong. By the time he arrived to Yugi's house, his concern for Yugi had increased. Through the high window, Yami had spotted Yugi's father give Yugi one last kick.

'Aibou…no…is this the reason you wouldn't allow me to see in your house?' Yami watched as Yugi's father left the house, headed in the direction of the bar. Immediately, Yami ran in, afraid of what he would find. "Yugi, no!" he cried when he saw the boy lying limply with a nonprescribed medicine bottle lying nearby. Checking his pulse, Yami found that Yugi was still alive, but barely.

Yami snatched the phone off its cradle, nearly ripping off the cord altogether. He dialed the emergency number as fast as he could.

"Hello? I've got an emergency! My…brother has just swallowed a non- prescribed drug, and his pulse is weakening! We're at the Turtle Game Shop…"

The voice at the other end said, "We'll be right there, keep your cousin still and warm!"

"Hang in there aibou…stay alive…" Yami muttered.

Then, the sirens of the ambulance were heard.

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Yami waited impatiently in the waiting room. Unable to sit still, he approached a doctor. "Excuse me, do you know how my…brother is doing?"

The doctor looked at him sadly. "I'm sorry, but it appears the drug he took was a very strong one that he is especially allergic to, and it is spreading into his blood very fast. His body is very vulnerable to this type, and we are doing the best we can, but I cannot guarantee anything."

Yami bit his lip. "May I use the phone?"

"Go right ahead."

Yami dialed Anzu's number. "Hello, Mazaki residence, Anzu speaking."

"Anzu! This is Yami, come quickly to the Domino Hospital."

"What, why?"

"I'll explain later, it's about Yugi."

"I'll be right there!"

Yami called Joey and Tristan, and they agreed to come too.

An hour later...

Joey, Tristan, and Anzu burst through the doors. "Yami! What's going on?" Tristan demanded.

Yami looked up. "I'm not exactly sure, but I think Yugi tried to kill himself. Today, I just found out he was being abused by his parents. Add to that the rejection of his friends and what do you get? A very depressed Yugi."

Anzu groaned. "Oh, man, this is our fault! If we hadn't pushed him away so harshly, this wouldn't have happened."

Joey asked nervously, "But he'll be okay, right Yami?"

Yami shook his head sadly. "There's a small chance, but its not likely."

"Yugi, no…" Anzu whispered, crystalline tears making their way down her cheeks.

Joey had a hard time hiding his tears, even though years on the streets had taught him that crying was a weakness.

Tristan collapsed onto a chair and bowed his head shamefully. "All our fault…" he mumbled.

Yami didn't say anything; he was too overridden with guilt. 'If I had found out what Yugi was really going through, I could've helped. I could have done something…' he thought.

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Well, should I continue? Will Yugi live or die, what'll happen next? Review, pweez.