Hi again! Sorry for not updating as frequently as I wanted to. School is getting SOOOO demanding of my time! Hey! Come back with my time!! *Watches figure with a label that says "school" on it's back run away with a sack that says "TIME"* Um, okay....... I'll just stop attempting humour and continue with the fic. C ya!

Yugi, Tristan and Joey hurried to Daina. As they watched the crowd slowly diminish from the parking lot, a cold wind started to blow.

"Tea? Are you okay?" Yugi asked softly.

"No. That jerk Kaiba just walked away with my card. He owes me BIG!" Daina snarled softly.

Something was nagging at the back of Joey's mind. When he finally remembered what he wanted to ask, he wished he didn't. "Hey, Tea, what'cha do to that clerk or whatever they were?"

"Oh. You don't want to know." After hearing countless pleas, Daina grinned wickedly. "Course, I kinda threatened to beat them up and force feed them burger after burger after burger......"

Joey, Yugi and Tristan stared at her. "Um, Tea? How'd you do that??" Tristan asked, dumbfounded.

"Easy. I opened my mouth and the threats spewed out."

"Okay......" Joey said slowly. To Tristan, he whispered, "I think Tea's has her AHEM!!"

"EXCUSE ME??!! Shut your mouth right now, Joey Wheeler!" Daina snapped.

"Sorry, sorry, geez, what's wrong with you today? Your starting to turn into that Bandit Keith!!!!!!"

When Daina's eyes began to pop out of her head, and a vein somewhere in her temple began to throb, Joey grabbed Yugi and hid behind him. Unfortunately, Yugi was somewhere around two feet shorter than him, so all he was really doing was looking over a confused Yugi's head. Chuckling nervously, he began to beg for his life. "Tea, Tea! Sorry, I didn't mean- NO!! Don't-" Yugi and Tristan laughed as Daina pounced on a nervously babbling Joey.

How did I get here? Where am I? What happened? Slowly, she opened her eyes........ and gasped. Eternal darkness, consuming, cold, unforgiving. What happened? The thoughts raced through her head, desperately grasping for an answer, even though she knew that there wasn't one. She took a step into the dark and was rewarded by having a blast of light engulf her. When she could see again, she nearly cried. More darkness. But there was something different. Yes, the other darkness had been cold and cruel, this one had warmth and a small beacon of light lit shone down in the distance. Instinctively, she began to walk towards the light, each step drawing her nearer and nearer to escape. Something was wrong. The light was growing further and further away. She screamed in despair. The light was beginning to fade. She screamed again, a dirge of sorrow and despair, of fear and rage. Suddenly, a blast of shining power struck her mind, knocking her down. When she awoke, the darkness was gone. The sun shone down and a cool breeze caressed her body. She shivered, vaguely aware of two voices calling her, obviously worried.

"Daina?! Daina!! Oh my God! Daina! Please, oh God, please be okay!" Derek shook her futilely.

Chris's pale face stared at her, his blue eyes huge. She groggily sat up and blinked, trying to clear her head. "Daina?" she thought. "Who's Daina?"

Suddenly Derek grabbed her in a hug. "Daina, so glad you're all right," he whispered.

She shoved him off her. Who was this guy and why did he keep calling her Daina? She asked the only thing she could think of, "What happened?"

Derek and Chris looked at her grimly. "We're not sure. you took a bad wipe-out on your board. You hit your head."

Wondering why she would be on a skateboard, of all things, a skateboard, she asked, "Who's Daina?"

Derek and Chris exchanged glances. "You are. Maybe you should go the hospital, you don't look too good."

Groaning, she fought to regain some memory. Of course. She was Tea Gardener, her best friends in the world were Yugi, Joey and Tristan. But, where were they? And who were these two losers? Well, she would figure all that out later. She wanted to go home and have a nice bath, maybe a manicure and style her hair. Yes, that would make her feel better. Perhaps help ease some of the pain in her head.

"I'm okay," she said lamely. The two boys continued to stare at her, confused. Shrugging it off as a side-effect of hitting her head, they retrieved her skateboard. "Let's go to McDonalds," Chris suggested.

Wondering what in the world McDonalds was, she agreed and, carrying the skateboard, made their way to the fast food place.