I'm bad. Very bad. Should throw rotten tomatoes at myself. I am very very very bad!! And very very very sorry, I kno I haven't updated in....FOREVER! But I'm here, finally:-/ Okay...I realize I left off on a cliffhanger so this chapter won't be one. Maybe the next. Maybe the one after that:-D Actually, this story may be wrapping up within 3 chapters...sry to everyone who wanted it longer! The only thing is, this chapter isn't extremely long because I didn't figure out how exactly I'm going to accomplish some things in the story...I have the ending all planned out but it's one little thing that's undecided yet....can't tell only because it would give away some of the plot and you'll just hafta wait for that:-D So enjoy this chappie, basically emotion-filled...please pardon the writing if it seems a little off, I haven't written fanfic in a bit...as you kno:-( Also, I'd like to thank my loyal fans, especially R Amythest for stickin around and given me that extra kick in the butt to get WRITING!
Ok enough of my rambling...
***
The attack had come swiftly. Just as the wind sweeps away the sand in great gusts, the attack had swept away Yami. His body was no more. The Blue Eyes had disappeared as soon as it had come, it had flown back to it's home in the underground temple under Meera's command. She now stood staring out at the crater where the Pharaoh had once been. Her smirk had faded into an emotionless stare, she turned on her heel and headed back to her temple. It had to be done. It was over with.
*
Yugi sat on his bed, unseeing violet eyes fixed on the sheets pooled around his legs, shining tears forming. Something was terribly wrong.
Just then, Yugi gasped, for a force seemed to have rushed back into him, the air entered his lungs sharply and his body tingled all over. Immediately he went blank and let his mind drift into his soulroom. The puzzle, which he always wore around his neck now, even while resting, was glowing brightly and nearly humming.
**
Meera entered Kaiba's chamber and her smoldering eyes found him sitting at the desk. Kaiba looked up, shutting his cell phone with a click. He shifted in his chair expectantly, waiting for whatever news she had.
"Well?" he asked, after about a minute.
"It's over with."
"What's over?" asked the brunette, confused. Meera's mouth twitched a little and Kaiba noticed that there was sand in her frazzled hair and her robe was dirtied.
"Where did you go?"
"The desert."
"For what?"
"I got it over with."
Kaiba thought about this for a second before all the words fell into place. The shock hit him like a hurricane wind and his mouth fell open slightly. Eyes now the size of saucers, he leaned forward, dread setting over him as she nodded.
"You didn't!"
She snorted.
"Meera! How could you? How did you?"
The sorceress laughed, sharp and bitter. "Oh please! You supported me! He was getting *unruly* and...and...besides, I thought you were on my side. Why the change of heart, Seto?"
Kaiba nearly fell over in his chair. She had gone through with what he thought was impossible and now she was trying to justify it as *fair* in her eyes! Standing up, the anger bubbling, he shouted with all his strength.
"I won't let you hurt anyone else!"
The billionare knew that the only way to stop the madness would be to stop Meera. She had been resurrected into a card. If he destroyed it, she was gone. And he knew exactly where it was. He darted for the door.
In a flash of black and red, Meera was in front of Seto. He stifled a yelp as she help him firmly by the arm with icy fingers.
"Don't try it."
He growled and tried to pull away but her grip seemed impossibly strong and he was barely able to move an inch.
"Meera-stop!"
She smiled, and this time, Seto could see through her. Before, when she had smiled, he had been fooled. He had thought she was just misguided, lost, confused. Now he realized that she really was all that Yami had said she was.
"You won't be going anywhere, *Seto,*" she spat, and he felt the end at hand.
**
His soul room was untouched, the toys scattered here and there, the wallpaper cheery and bright as usual. Yugi had just entered and was looking for the sudden disturbance. Peering out of his room, he saw the door to Yami's soulroom, which was made of stone and was dark and uninviting. The small hikari sighed. He had neglected his soul room ever since Yami had gone missing, for it was too painful of a reminder. He had only gone in it if it was necessary, such as now. He had never gone in Yami's. But maybe it wouldn't hurt, just to peek now, would it? Maybe he could find some clues.
Yugi had always deeply respected his dark and respecting him meant respecting his personal space. He never went in Yami's room, even when he was around, unless he was invited. You just don't go barging into someone's mind. But it really couldn't hurt now...
The short teen hopped off the bed and set a grimace on his face, walking out of the room and nearing the door of his dark's. Touching the cold stone sent a shiver up his spine and he slowly pushed it open. Inside, it was as black as pitch. It took a few seconds for Yugi's eyes to adjust before he could clearly see the labyrinths and staircases before him. Where would he begin? It seemed as if every way lead to more twists and turns which would lead to more twists and turns...
It was pointless. Yugi turned on his heel to leave and set his eyes on the ground.
Just as he neared the door, he heard a shuffle behind him, to his left...in the shadows.
His eyes widening, he turned around and squinted into the darkness, where a shape was draped across a hidden flight of stairs, going down.
"H-hello?"
He had heard about other spirits entering Millenium Items. If he remembered correctly, Bakura had entered the puzzle once to make Yami mad. Or something along those lines.
Staying on his guard, Yugi stepped forward and spoke with more determination.
"Who are you? Why are you in my Yami's soulroom?"
No one replied. Yugi got a little bit closer before starting to speak again.
"I swear-I'll fight-"
A croaking voice sounded from the hidden staircase and made Yugi jump.
"Help..."
The hikari recognized the voice and ran towards it's source.
"Yami!"
The dark was lying crumpled on the flight of stairs which spiraled downwards into an unknown chasm below. Yugi ignored the prickling feeling of fear around him, squinted his eyes and knelt down beside his other half. From here it was impossible to see what sort of condition Yami was in, but Yugi was sure it wasn't healthy. That last word must have used all his strength...
Yugi pushed the urge to cry back into his throat and picked up the dark under his arms. Yami was completely limp and it made him very difficult to carry. Yugi's blood pounded in his ears with a deafening roar and the panic which was rising threatened to eat him alive.
/Where did he come from? How is this happening?/
Yugi hadn't realized that he had sent that last thought through his link but apparently he had, for he heard a faint 'whisper' from the other end of the bond.
//I-I don't know...please help me Yugi...//
Avoiding hitting his yami's head on the stone steps, Yugi gently lifted him off the stairwell and started to drag him from the soulroom. He cursed his weak frame for not being able to carry him, for the dragging certainly wasn't doing any good.
Finally they were in Yugi's soulroom and the small teen managed to pull Yami up onto his bed after clearing away a pile of toys with the back of his hand. Now, in the light, Yugi truly saw the mess that Yami was. Even though this was a 'soulroom,' Yugi could clearly see the wounds that would have appeared on him in real life.
His face was shadowed by both exhaustion and ash, his hair also touched with the black powder...singed in a multiple places and not nearly as bright or neat as it usually was...
His clothes were worn and tattered and looked as if they had faded a few shades in color. His body was in worse condition; he had dropped a few pounds, gained a few cuts and his face was as pale as Yugi had ever seen it. A line of dried blood ran from his mouth and arm. He was no longer a stunning Egyptian prince but a broken spirit.
Yugi watched the rise and fall of his chest, his breathing was relatively irregular and this worried the light the most. Putting a shaky hand to his dark's forehead, he waited for his eyes to open. He needed a sign that he would be OK.
After a short delay, Yami blinked and finally opened up his crimson eyes. They were indeed crimson, not amythest like they were before he went missing. Crimson struck Yugi as a harsher color...more passionate and more dangerous? than the friendly amythest. But besides this color change, his eyes were very different. They were dull, misted over, and black circles had made an appearance under them. What had Yami gone through?
/Yami, listen...you have to get out of the soulroom. It's the only way I can help you heal. You need water and food and.../
//It's impossible.// The voice, even though it was through the bond, sounded defeated.
/Why? Just materialize. It won't take too much strength. Trust me-/
//No, it's impossible. Yugi...I can't explain it all to you now. Nothing would make sense. I just can't materialize...I tried. I think the puzzle will heal me. Don't waste your breath trying to help.//
Yugi didn't like it. He wanted, *badly* to know what had happened but pressing wouldn't do any good. Yami was right. Yugi couldn't help, he could only get him cleaned up. The puzzle would do the real healing. He had forgotten about that...but why couldn't he materialize?
/Alright, but I'm staying. When you're ready you can tell me what happened./
//I still can't believe this...I don't understand how I'm here...//
The hikari took Yami's hand in his and squeezed gently.
"You're back. Who cares how you got here. You're back."
***
"You can't do this to me!" shouted Seto, pounding on the stone door of his cell. "I helped you! Let me out!"
The guards, stony faced and gruff, stood on both sides of the door and just stared into space. Kaiba swore until he was out of breath, continually hitting the door. Soon, his fist started to ache and he backed away, pacing the room.
"What have I gotten myself into?" he mused, placing trembling hands in his pockets to find that he had nothing in them. No cell phone, no food, and most importantly...no escape.
Meera, that traitor, had locked him in the same cell where Yami had stayed. He was her's now. There was no telling when she would let him out but evidently she was carrying out a plan on her own.
Hapsheti, her servant, was to help her. Sitting in her small chamber, the young girl wept. Meera had told her of the Pharaoh's death about an hour ago, with no remorse or pity and had left, simply saying 'We begin soon. Get the dragons ready.' The young girl had cared for the Pharaoh and now he was-
Rage swept through Hapsheti and her body trembled with it. What Meera was doing was unthinkable. Tears dropped quickly and the young girl balled her fists in defeat. It wasn't fair. No matter how much she wanted to disagree with the sorceress, she couldn't. Meera could snatch her life from her in an instant if she recognized even a hint of insubordination.
She clutched at the gold ball around her neck. Then, with saddened grace, she stood up and made her way to the dragons' cages.
****
"This feels so strange."
It was four hours later, propped up on Yugi's soul room bed, that Yami had noticed an odd tingling sensation in his fingers.
Yugi was sitting across from him, legs folded. He still couldn't believe that Yami had recovered *this* quickly and was able to see straight in such a short amount of time. Yugi had left the soul room (when he was sleeping) for about 30 minutes and when he had returned Yami was sitting up, inspecting himself. Most of the cuts had closed and the puzzle was healing him quite rapidly, maybe a little *too* rapidly. He had only slept about two and a half hours but even this short amount of time and recooperation had done him wonders. This was all excellent, but the one thing that Yugi wished for was that Yami would tell him, *soon* what had happened.
As of now, the Pharoah was in an excellent mood. Being gone for many days and nearly chewed by multiple monsters, plus vaporized by a dragon can take a lot out of you. Coming home to Yugi was a *very* welcome surprise and now Yami was in high spirits. But Yugi was a little worried- you can't recover *mentally* that quickly.
Looking up to his dark, Yugi twirled his bangs around a finger and then asked tiredly, "what feels strange?"
Yami rubbed his hands together and then looked at his palms.
"My hands, actually, my *arms* feel extremely weird. This is usually how they feel when I use magic of any sort...but this feeling is just a lot stronger and more, *electric,* I guess. "
"Oh."
The Pharaoh shrugged, stretched quickly, (wincing slightly) and then slowly got off the bed. Yugi mused silently, 'where did all this energy come from? Just a few hours ago he was near-unconscience on a flight of stairs.'
Gazing into a small mirror above the light's patterned bureau, Yami wiped some of the ash off his face and frowned as he looked at his hair. Noticing the blood on his lip he licked it away with a grimace and then rubbed his eyes.
"I look like crap."
Yugi's violet orbs watched him intently. Yami continued to preen himself.
The hikari waited a second or two and then cleared his throat. Straightening up, he asked lightly, "so, are you going to tell me?"
"Tell?" Yami turned around slowly and his eyes were wide in question.
'Oh great. Now he's playing dumb.' Yugi sighed. His mind was strained with worry and waiting and he was getting impatient.
"Yes, *tell.* I've been waiting for you to be well enough to fill me in on what...on what...happened."
Yami's bright countenance darkened a few shades and he narrowed his eyes. The crimson color which had leaked out while he was sleeping was returning slowly to them. Turning back to the mirror to rub at a stubborn bit of ash, he spoke sternly.
"I don't think I want to relive it just yet."
"Yami..."
"What?"
"Tell me. You have to."
"I don't *have* to."
"It'll be better to get it all out now. Even if it is hard to explain."
"More than you know."
"Well, in any case, it's not healthy for you to just forget about it. Maybe if I know what happened...I can help you..."
"With what?"
"Well, for one thing, you can't materialize."
Yami scowled into the mirror. His reflection scowled back. Flicking absent-mindedly at an obnoxious strand of hair, he turned back to face his Hikari.
"Fine...I'll tell you."
"Thank you!"
"Just not now."
"When?"
"After I sort some things out with myself."
Yugi sighed and stood up.
"Alright. I'm leaving for now and I'll come back in about an hour. Everyone is gonna be so happy to hear that you're back. We all missed you so much..."
A thin smile played over Yami's lips and he spoke from deep within, softly. "Thanks Yugi. You don't know how good it feels to be back with people who care."
Yugi returned the smile and left the soul room.
**
That's all folks!! But the series is not over yet, there's still the matter of Kaiba being locked away, Meera having many deadly dragons at her command...Yami's arms tingling...etc etc
So stick around!
-Ja
*
Ok enough of my rambling...
***
The attack had come swiftly. Just as the wind sweeps away the sand in great gusts, the attack had swept away Yami. His body was no more. The Blue Eyes had disappeared as soon as it had come, it had flown back to it's home in the underground temple under Meera's command. She now stood staring out at the crater where the Pharaoh had once been. Her smirk had faded into an emotionless stare, she turned on her heel and headed back to her temple. It had to be done. It was over with.
*
Yugi sat on his bed, unseeing violet eyes fixed on the sheets pooled around his legs, shining tears forming. Something was terribly wrong.
Just then, Yugi gasped, for a force seemed to have rushed back into him, the air entered his lungs sharply and his body tingled all over. Immediately he went blank and let his mind drift into his soulroom. The puzzle, which he always wore around his neck now, even while resting, was glowing brightly and nearly humming.
**
Meera entered Kaiba's chamber and her smoldering eyes found him sitting at the desk. Kaiba looked up, shutting his cell phone with a click. He shifted in his chair expectantly, waiting for whatever news she had.
"Well?" he asked, after about a minute.
"It's over with."
"What's over?" asked the brunette, confused. Meera's mouth twitched a little and Kaiba noticed that there was sand in her frazzled hair and her robe was dirtied.
"Where did you go?"
"The desert."
"For what?"
"I got it over with."
Kaiba thought about this for a second before all the words fell into place. The shock hit him like a hurricane wind and his mouth fell open slightly. Eyes now the size of saucers, he leaned forward, dread setting over him as she nodded.
"You didn't!"
She snorted.
"Meera! How could you? How did you?"
The sorceress laughed, sharp and bitter. "Oh please! You supported me! He was getting *unruly* and...and...besides, I thought you were on my side. Why the change of heart, Seto?"
Kaiba nearly fell over in his chair. She had gone through with what he thought was impossible and now she was trying to justify it as *fair* in her eyes! Standing up, the anger bubbling, he shouted with all his strength.
"I won't let you hurt anyone else!"
The billionare knew that the only way to stop the madness would be to stop Meera. She had been resurrected into a card. If he destroyed it, she was gone. And he knew exactly where it was. He darted for the door.
In a flash of black and red, Meera was in front of Seto. He stifled a yelp as she help him firmly by the arm with icy fingers.
"Don't try it."
He growled and tried to pull away but her grip seemed impossibly strong and he was barely able to move an inch.
"Meera-stop!"
She smiled, and this time, Seto could see through her. Before, when she had smiled, he had been fooled. He had thought she was just misguided, lost, confused. Now he realized that she really was all that Yami had said she was.
"You won't be going anywhere, *Seto,*" she spat, and he felt the end at hand.
**
His soul room was untouched, the toys scattered here and there, the wallpaper cheery and bright as usual. Yugi had just entered and was looking for the sudden disturbance. Peering out of his room, he saw the door to Yami's soulroom, which was made of stone and was dark and uninviting. The small hikari sighed. He had neglected his soul room ever since Yami had gone missing, for it was too painful of a reminder. He had only gone in it if it was necessary, such as now. He had never gone in Yami's. But maybe it wouldn't hurt, just to peek now, would it? Maybe he could find some clues.
Yugi had always deeply respected his dark and respecting him meant respecting his personal space. He never went in Yami's room, even when he was around, unless he was invited. You just don't go barging into someone's mind. But it really couldn't hurt now...
The short teen hopped off the bed and set a grimace on his face, walking out of the room and nearing the door of his dark's. Touching the cold stone sent a shiver up his spine and he slowly pushed it open. Inside, it was as black as pitch. It took a few seconds for Yugi's eyes to adjust before he could clearly see the labyrinths and staircases before him. Where would he begin? It seemed as if every way lead to more twists and turns which would lead to more twists and turns...
It was pointless. Yugi turned on his heel to leave and set his eyes on the ground.
Just as he neared the door, he heard a shuffle behind him, to his left...in the shadows.
His eyes widening, he turned around and squinted into the darkness, where a shape was draped across a hidden flight of stairs, going down.
"H-hello?"
He had heard about other spirits entering Millenium Items. If he remembered correctly, Bakura had entered the puzzle once to make Yami mad. Or something along those lines.
Staying on his guard, Yugi stepped forward and spoke with more determination.
"Who are you? Why are you in my Yami's soulroom?"
No one replied. Yugi got a little bit closer before starting to speak again.
"I swear-I'll fight-"
A croaking voice sounded from the hidden staircase and made Yugi jump.
"Help..."
The hikari recognized the voice and ran towards it's source.
"Yami!"
The dark was lying crumpled on the flight of stairs which spiraled downwards into an unknown chasm below. Yugi ignored the prickling feeling of fear around him, squinted his eyes and knelt down beside his other half. From here it was impossible to see what sort of condition Yami was in, but Yugi was sure it wasn't healthy. That last word must have used all his strength...
Yugi pushed the urge to cry back into his throat and picked up the dark under his arms. Yami was completely limp and it made him very difficult to carry. Yugi's blood pounded in his ears with a deafening roar and the panic which was rising threatened to eat him alive.
/Where did he come from? How is this happening?/
Yugi hadn't realized that he had sent that last thought through his link but apparently he had, for he heard a faint 'whisper' from the other end of the bond.
//I-I don't know...please help me Yugi...//
Avoiding hitting his yami's head on the stone steps, Yugi gently lifted him off the stairwell and started to drag him from the soulroom. He cursed his weak frame for not being able to carry him, for the dragging certainly wasn't doing any good.
Finally they were in Yugi's soulroom and the small teen managed to pull Yami up onto his bed after clearing away a pile of toys with the back of his hand. Now, in the light, Yugi truly saw the mess that Yami was. Even though this was a 'soulroom,' Yugi could clearly see the wounds that would have appeared on him in real life.
His face was shadowed by both exhaustion and ash, his hair also touched with the black powder...singed in a multiple places and not nearly as bright or neat as it usually was...
His clothes were worn and tattered and looked as if they had faded a few shades in color. His body was in worse condition; he had dropped a few pounds, gained a few cuts and his face was as pale as Yugi had ever seen it. A line of dried blood ran from his mouth and arm. He was no longer a stunning Egyptian prince but a broken spirit.
Yugi watched the rise and fall of his chest, his breathing was relatively irregular and this worried the light the most. Putting a shaky hand to his dark's forehead, he waited for his eyes to open. He needed a sign that he would be OK.
After a short delay, Yami blinked and finally opened up his crimson eyes. They were indeed crimson, not amythest like they were before he went missing. Crimson struck Yugi as a harsher color...more passionate and more dangerous? than the friendly amythest. But besides this color change, his eyes were very different. They were dull, misted over, and black circles had made an appearance under them. What had Yami gone through?
/Yami, listen...you have to get out of the soulroom. It's the only way I can help you heal. You need water and food and.../
//It's impossible.// The voice, even though it was through the bond, sounded defeated.
/Why? Just materialize. It won't take too much strength. Trust me-/
//No, it's impossible. Yugi...I can't explain it all to you now. Nothing would make sense. I just can't materialize...I tried. I think the puzzle will heal me. Don't waste your breath trying to help.//
Yugi didn't like it. He wanted, *badly* to know what had happened but pressing wouldn't do any good. Yami was right. Yugi couldn't help, he could only get him cleaned up. The puzzle would do the real healing. He had forgotten about that...but why couldn't he materialize?
/Alright, but I'm staying. When you're ready you can tell me what happened./
//I still can't believe this...I don't understand how I'm here...//
The hikari took Yami's hand in his and squeezed gently.
"You're back. Who cares how you got here. You're back."
***
"You can't do this to me!" shouted Seto, pounding on the stone door of his cell. "I helped you! Let me out!"
The guards, stony faced and gruff, stood on both sides of the door and just stared into space. Kaiba swore until he was out of breath, continually hitting the door. Soon, his fist started to ache and he backed away, pacing the room.
"What have I gotten myself into?" he mused, placing trembling hands in his pockets to find that he had nothing in them. No cell phone, no food, and most importantly...no escape.
Meera, that traitor, had locked him in the same cell where Yami had stayed. He was her's now. There was no telling when she would let him out but evidently she was carrying out a plan on her own.
Hapsheti, her servant, was to help her. Sitting in her small chamber, the young girl wept. Meera had told her of the Pharaoh's death about an hour ago, with no remorse or pity and had left, simply saying 'We begin soon. Get the dragons ready.' The young girl had cared for the Pharaoh and now he was-
Rage swept through Hapsheti and her body trembled with it. What Meera was doing was unthinkable. Tears dropped quickly and the young girl balled her fists in defeat. It wasn't fair. No matter how much she wanted to disagree with the sorceress, she couldn't. Meera could snatch her life from her in an instant if she recognized even a hint of insubordination.
She clutched at the gold ball around her neck. Then, with saddened grace, she stood up and made her way to the dragons' cages.
****
"This feels so strange."
It was four hours later, propped up on Yugi's soul room bed, that Yami had noticed an odd tingling sensation in his fingers.
Yugi was sitting across from him, legs folded. He still couldn't believe that Yami had recovered *this* quickly and was able to see straight in such a short amount of time. Yugi had left the soul room (when he was sleeping) for about 30 minutes and when he had returned Yami was sitting up, inspecting himself. Most of the cuts had closed and the puzzle was healing him quite rapidly, maybe a little *too* rapidly. He had only slept about two and a half hours but even this short amount of time and recooperation had done him wonders. This was all excellent, but the one thing that Yugi wished for was that Yami would tell him, *soon* what had happened.
As of now, the Pharoah was in an excellent mood. Being gone for many days and nearly chewed by multiple monsters, plus vaporized by a dragon can take a lot out of you. Coming home to Yugi was a *very* welcome surprise and now Yami was in high spirits. But Yugi was a little worried- you can't recover *mentally* that quickly.
Looking up to his dark, Yugi twirled his bangs around a finger and then asked tiredly, "what feels strange?"
Yami rubbed his hands together and then looked at his palms.
"My hands, actually, my *arms* feel extremely weird. This is usually how they feel when I use magic of any sort...but this feeling is just a lot stronger and more, *electric,* I guess. "
"Oh."
The Pharaoh shrugged, stretched quickly, (wincing slightly) and then slowly got off the bed. Yugi mused silently, 'where did all this energy come from? Just a few hours ago he was near-unconscience on a flight of stairs.'
Gazing into a small mirror above the light's patterned bureau, Yami wiped some of the ash off his face and frowned as he looked at his hair. Noticing the blood on his lip he licked it away with a grimace and then rubbed his eyes.
"I look like crap."
Yugi's violet orbs watched him intently. Yami continued to preen himself.
The hikari waited a second or two and then cleared his throat. Straightening up, he asked lightly, "so, are you going to tell me?"
"Tell?" Yami turned around slowly and his eyes were wide in question.
'Oh great. Now he's playing dumb.' Yugi sighed. His mind was strained with worry and waiting and he was getting impatient.
"Yes, *tell.* I've been waiting for you to be well enough to fill me in on what...on what...happened."
Yami's bright countenance darkened a few shades and he narrowed his eyes. The crimson color which had leaked out while he was sleeping was returning slowly to them. Turning back to the mirror to rub at a stubborn bit of ash, he spoke sternly.
"I don't think I want to relive it just yet."
"Yami..."
"What?"
"Tell me. You have to."
"I don't *have* to."
"It'll be better to get it all out now. Even if it is hard to explain."
"More than you know."
"Well, in any case, it's not healthy for you to just forget about it. Maybe if I know what happened...I can help you..."
"With what?"
"Well, for one thing, you can't materialize."
Yami scowled into the mirror. His reflection scowled back. Flicking absent-mindedly at an obnoxious strand of hair, he turned back to face his Hikari.
"Fine...I'll tell you."
"Thank you!"
"Just not now."
"When?"
"After I sort some things out with myself."
Yugi sighed and stood up.
"Alright. I'm leaving for now and I'll come back in about an hour. Everyone is gonna be so happy to hear that you're back. We all missed you so much..."
A thin smile played over Yami's lips and he spoke from deep within, softly. "Thanks Yugi. You don't know how good it feels to be back with people who care."
Yugi returned the smile and left the soul room.
**
That's all folks!! But the series is not over yet, there's still the matter of Kaiba being locked away, Meera having many deadly dragons at her command...Yami's arms tingling...etc etc
So stick around!
-Ja
*