Yami's first day
"Yugi!" Called Yugi's grandpa, awaking Yami from his sleep. Yami groaned as his eyes became accustomed to the dark because Yugi's room had no window. "Yugi, it is time to get up!"
'Damn, I hoped it was a dream.' Yami thought as he dragged himself out of bed and pulled on some fresh(ish) clothes. He splashed his face with cold water from the washbasin in the corner and trudged into the main living area, bleary eyed.
"Morning Yugi, did you sleep well?" Mr Mouto asked as he bustled round the kitchen area.
"Hmmm? Oh, you mean me?" Yami said.
"No, I mean the Yugi behind you." Mr Mouto laughed as Yami actually turned to look around. "I'm just making breakfast, can you get the plates out for me?"
Yami looked around helplessly, not knowing where anything would be.
"They are in that cupboard Yugi." Mr Mouto sighed. "What is wrong with you this morning? Did you leave your brain at the party last night, is that what it is?"
"Oh, yes. I mean, my head still hurts after hitting it last night, I'm just working a bit slower than usual today!" Yami sat down after finally finding the plates. Mr Mouto placed a hunk of bread and some butter covered in fluff in front of Yami.
"Eat up Yugi, you are working on the new pyramid with Joey today!" Mr Mouto took a bite of his own bread and swallowed it quickly, downing half a glass of water to wash it down.
"What is this stuff?" Yami asked snootily, picking at the bread with distaste. It was hard and stale.
"Oh, sorry but I went to the market the other day, but they have put up the price of your favourite bread again, and with the new higher taxes I just couldn't afford to buy anything decent." Mr Mouto said sadly.
"Urgh, I'm not eating this stuff." Yami said, pushing it away from him.
"I'm sorry Yugi I don't have anything else to eat. We barely have enough for supper tonight, and you don't get paid until tomorrow." Sighed Grandpa.
"When do you get paid then?" Yami asked, forgetting himself for an instant.
"Yugi, you know that I'm too old to work, even though I wish I could!" Mr Mouto said, sounding deeply hurt. "I know that I burden you with the work, but what else can I do?"
"Isn't there some money you can claim back or something?" Yami asked.
"No, I don't qualify for any benefit." Mr Mouto said. "Oh, it looks like you should call round for Joey. Here, I'll wrap your bread in this tea towel, you may change your mind about eating it after an hour or so of hard work."
Yami unwillingly accepted the bundle before escaping through the door. The sun had only just risen, but the street was already bustling. People went about their daily business, selling goods, food and wares. Yami looked around helplessly, he had no idea where Joey lived. He didn't dare ask anyone either, for fear that he should, but didn't, know him or her.
A sudden tap on the shoulder made Yami jump out of his skin. He whirled about to see Joey staring at his, a bemused expression on his face.
"Lost were you?" He asked.
"No." Yami hissed crossly, he hated to be taken as a fool but knew that whilst he was pretending to be Yugi, Joey would always have the upper hand.
"Oh, I see!" Joey grinned. "You weren't lost, you just hadn't found yourself yet!"
Yami growled as Joey led him through the streets. "And where exactly are we going?" He asked finally.
"Work." Joey replied.
"I don't work." Yami growled again.
"You may not, but Yugi does."
"Right, and where exactly will we be working?" Yami asked.
"The site of the new pyramid for the King." Joey said, as they left the streets of the town and began crossing some barren wasteland.
"And what work does Yugi.I mean do I do?" Yami didn't really want to hear the answer.
"The same as the rest of us. Hard, manual labour." Joey smiled at the Yami's expression of distaste.
"If you think I am going to sweat and toil and work in this sun using my bare hands you have another thing coming!"
"Then go home. Tell you Grandfather that you refuse to work to be able to feed him. Then you can take him to the old people's home and dump him there. And then you will either return to work to feed yourself, or live on the streets. But if you do that then the palace guards will just take you to a slave auction and you will be bought by some rich merchant who will make you work for nothing." Joey gasped for breath after his little outburst. "So what'll it be? Work for money, or work for nothing?"
Yami was shocked at this and asked Joey all about conditions for slaves as they walked to work. By the time they reached the site work was already beginning. They made their way to a stone desk at one side of the site and lined up there.
"Name?" Asked a muscular looking man who wore a perpetual frown.
"Joseph Wheeler." Joey said.
"Stone mining." The man said, waving him over to where a group of men, and some boys, were gathered. "Name?" He asked Yami.
"Prince Yami." Yami began, but Joey kicked him on the leg hard. "Ouch! I mean, Yugi Mouto."
The man looked at Yami suspiciously but in the end said, "Stone mining." And Yami joined Joey with the other men.
"That was close." Whispered Joey.
"What are we doing?" Yami asked.
"Mining the stone that will be used to build the new pyramid. The hardest job going." Joey grumbled.
"How so?" Yami asked.
"You spend all day down a shaft digging up lumps of stone with a blunt pickaxe and carting it up to the surface." Joey explained.
"Sounds like slave labour to me!" Yami grumbled.
"You got that right." Came a voice from behind them. They turned around to see a tall boy of about their age standing behind them. "I take it you haven't done this work before?" He said to Yami.
"No." Yami replied shortly.
"Hey Tristan." Joey said. "Umm.this is Yugi, my friend. He doesn't normally do work down in the shafts, it is his first day in Darkness City."
"Darkness City?" Yami asked.
"Our name for the shafts. It is so dark down there that we gave it a name." Joey explained.
"Come on then men!" Another muscular, even fiercer looking man called from the front. "Grab the rope and climb on down!"
One by one the group disappeared down a hole in the ground, holding on to a thin piece of rope.
"Hey! Don't we get protective clothes or a harness or something?" Yami asked as he was ushered towards the hole. He watched Tristan climb nimbly down the rope.
"Get down there kid, before I push you." The man said.
"Just go Yugi!" Joey said. "Don't rise to his baiting or you will be worse off!"
Yami gingerly climbed down the rope. He seemed to descend forever, but finally he found that he had reached the bottom. Looking up he could just see the blue sky, through a hole that now looked the size of a little bronze coin.
"Move along there!" Called another slave driver, cracking a whip near to Yami's head. Yami was about to answer back, when he felt Joey come up behind him and usher him down the tunnel.
After three hours of work down in his mines Yami was exhausted. His arms felt that they would drop off with every swing he made with his pick. His legs were cut and bleeding from where shards of rock had glanced off them. He was hungry and was surprised that the stale bread Mr Mouto had packed him actually tasted delicious on an empty stomach.
"Alright Mr Mouto, take that load to the lift!" Shouted one of the slave drivers. Wearily Yami collected all the rock into a bag and drag it to the shaft that he had come down. His legs kept giving way and he slipped a couple of times. He tied the pack to the rope and then began to haul on it, so that the bag was pulled upwards towards the outside world. The load was heavy, and just as he got the bag about halfway up, his fingers slipped. The rope whizzed through his hands as the bag crashed down to the ground, scattering rocks everywhere. Yami cursed as blood began to flow from his rope-burned hands.
But he could not stop for fear of getting punished. He had already seen three workers, including Joey, getting lashed across the back by a whip for being slow. Yami quickly tore some material from his dirty robe and bound it around his hands. He then gathered up the rocks and began hauling them upwards again.
"Here, I'll do that." Said a voice behind him.
"I'm fine thanks." Yami said through his teeth.
"Then let me help you." Yami felt someone stand next to him and pull on the rope too. Between them they managed to get the bag to the top, where someone unhooked it.
"Thank you." Yami said, turning to his helper. He couldn't see very clearly, but he definitely saw that the boy had very light coloured hair. "Who are you?"
"My name is Ryou." Said the boy, as the two made their way back to their stations.
"Yugi." Yami said, now getting used to saying that this was his name.
At that moment they turned a corner where a flaming torch afforded them some light. Yami surveyed his helper. He indeed had very light coloured hair, it was white. He also had a kind face.
"Hey, I recognise you!" Yami said. "You got the whip today for working slowly."
"No I didn't." Ryou said. "You must have seen my brother, Bakura. He isn't a very good worker. That will be the third time this week that he has had the lash."
"Oh I see." Yami didn't know quite what to say. He had had no idea that working conditions were this poor for servants.
The two parted at the end of the tunnel. Ryou carried on down a path to the left. Yami descended another four levels before reaching his station. The darkness was oppressive and Yami kept stumbling in the darkness.
Yami worked for a long time after that. He could not tell how much time had passed in the darkness. All he knew was that he felt bitter and lonely. A shard of rock flew up from the wall and cut Yami above his eye. Blood ran down Yami's face and mingled with tears of frustration, pain and loneliness. Eventually Yami heard a whistle sound and gratefully dropped his axe and began to make his way towards the surface.
"Hey Yugi." Joey joined him as they queued to climb out of the shaft. "How was it?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Yami said. "What is for lunch?"
"Lunch?" Joey said. "But it is the end of the day. We just collect our money and go home now."
"You mean I worked all day with no break, not even for lunch?" Yami asked.
"Don't worry kid." Said Tristan as he joined them. "After a while you get a sense of time down here."
"I hope I don't have to work here long enough to develop that skill." Yami said, as he watched Joey climb the rope.
"I wouldn't bet on it." Tristan sighed. "Once guys are big and strong enough to work down here, they rarely get transferred to other jobs. We have been working on this pyramid for nearly a year; I was transferred here six months ago when they were short staffed. I haven't done any other work since!"
Yami sighed as he took hold of the rope and began to climb. He winced in pain as his injured hands started to hurt again. Finally he dragged himself out of the hole and lay panting on the baked ground.
"Here." Said one old man, giving Yami a mug of water. "Have something to drink."
Yami gulped the water down and dragged himself to his feet. "Thanks." He said before limping over to Joey. Joey's back was stained with dried blood from his punishment earlier. They lined up by the stone table and were each handed a tiny brown pouch. Yami opened his as they walked off and five bronze coins fell into his hand.
"Is this all we get?" He asked in disgust.
"Yep, that will just about buy us something to eat tonight. I hope Ma and Serenity made some more money today, the rent man is coming around and we owe him four bronze coins as it is." Joey sighed.
"That is terrible." Yami said.
"Yeah, but it is life." Joey sighed again. "Shame really. I wanted to buy Ma a present for her birthday next week. But I doubt that I will be able to afford it. Oh well, Ma is used to not getting anything on her birthday."
"What? You mean you can't even afford proper birthday presents?" Yami asked in shock.
"Course not. We have to live you know. This money pays for rent and food. I guess it must be a different life living up there!" Joey said, pointing to the palace. "Wonder what Yugi is doing?"
They walked home in silence. Joey went into his house, next door to Yugi's. Yami walked through the door into the cool room. "I'm home!" He called.
Serenity emerged out of the door to Mr Mouto's room. "Sorry Yugi. You Grandpa went with my mother to buy some material at the market. What happened to your head?" She asked, seeing the cut on Yami's head.
"Oh, a stone sliced it whilst I was in the mine." Yami said. Serenity filled a bowl with water from a jug on the tale and taking a piece of rag, she bathed Yami's head for him. She then bandaged his hands properly.
"Thank you." Yami said, shocked that Serenity cared enough to help him. Tea would never have cleaned cuts for him; she would have probably fainted at the sight of blood. But then Serenity was obviously hardened by her way of life, and she thought that Yami was Yugi.
"Here, I brought over some food." Serenity placed some cold soup in front of Yami, who ate it quickly.
"Hmm.now how can I thank you?" Yami said, standing up and walking over to Serenity.
"You don't have to." Serenity said, as Yami wrapped his arms around her. She giggled nervously.
"Oh, but I do!" Yami said, nuzzling into her neck whilst his hands began to undo the ties on her robes.
"Yugi, don't!" Serenity said. Yami just took this as her playing hard to get, and continued his actions, pushing Serenity towards his bedroom as he did so.
"Please Yugi, stop it!" Serenity said, but Yami played her no attention. Serenity struggled to get free, but Yami mistook this for her playing games with him, and became more decisive and firm in his actions. He finally undid he skirt and was just pulling it down when.
"YUGI!" Serenity shouted, pushing herself free and slapping Yami across the face. When Yami looked up he saw that Serenity was crying.
"Serenity, I." Yami began, moving towards her to comfort her. But Serenity only pushed him away and she ran for the door. She held onto her skirt as she threw it open and ran out into the streets, still crying.
"Serenity!" Yami called. "Damn it!" He cursed, kicking the wall in frustration at his actions. The wall crumbled slightly at his kick and Yami backed away. Sullenly he climbed into his bed and fell asleep, angry with himself.
AN - Aww, poor Serenity! I'm so sorry but it had to happen! Any ideas for what Yugi will get up to next? Read and Review please and give me some ideas!
"Yugi!" Called Yugi's grandpa, awaking Yami from his sleep. Yami groaned as his eyes became accustomed to the dark because Yugi's room had no window. "Yugi, it is time to get up!"
'Damn, I hoped it was a dream.' Yami thought as he dragged himself out of bed and pulled on some fresh(ish) clothes. He splashed his face with cold water from the washbasin in the corner and trudged into the main living area, bleary eyed.
"Morning Yugi, did you sleep well?" Mr Mouto asked as he bustled round the kitchen area.
"Hmmm? Oh, you mean me?" Yami said.
"No, I mean the Yugi behind you." Mr Mouto laughed as Yami actually turned to look around. "I'm just making breakfast, can you get the plates out for me?"
Yami looked around helplessly, not knowing where anything would be.
"They are in that cupboard Yugi." Mr Mouto sighed. "What is wrong with you this morning? Did you leave your brain at the party last night, is that what it is?"
"Oh, yes. I mean, my head still hurts after hitting it last night, I'm just working a bit slower than usual today!" Yami sat down after finally finding the plates. Mr Mouto placed a hunk of bread and some butter covered in fluff in front of Yami.
"Eat up Yugi, you are working on the new pyramid with Joey today!" Mr Mouto took a bite of his own bread and swallowed it quickly, downing half a glass of water to wash it down.
"What is this stuff?" Yami asked snootily, picking at the bread with distaste. It was hard and stale.
"Oh, sorry but I went to the market the other day, but they have put up the price of your favourite bread again, and with the new higher taxes I just couldn't afford to buy anything decent." Mr Mouto said sadly.
"Urgh, I'm not eating this stuff." Yami said, pushing it away from him.
"I'm sorry Yugi I don't have anything else to eat. We barely have enough for supper tonight, and you don't get paid until tomorrow." Sighed Grandpa.
"When do you get paid then?" Yami asked, forgetting himself for an instant.
"Yugi, you know that I'm too old to work, even though I wish I could!" Mr Mouto said, sounding deeply hurt. "I know that I burden you with the work, but what else can I do?"
"Isn't there some money you can claim back or something?" Yami asked.
"No, I don't qualify for any benefit." Mr Mouto said. "Oh, it looks like you should call round for Joey. Here, I'll wrap your bread in this tea towel, you may change your mind about eating it after an hour or so of hard work."
Yami unwillingly accepted the bundle before escaping through the door. The sun had only just risen, but the street was already bustling. People went about their daily business, selling goods, food and wares. Yami looked around helplessly, he had no idea where Joey lived. He didn't dare ask anyone either, for fear that he should, but didn't, know him or her.
A sudden tap on the shoulder made Yami jump out of his skin. He whirled about to see Joey staring at his, a bemused expression on his face.
"Lost were you?" He asked.
"No." Yami hissed crossly, he hated to be taken as a fool but knew that whilst he was pretending to be Yugi, Joey would always have the upper hand.
"Oh, I see!" Joey grinned. "You weren't lost, you just hadn't found yourself yet!"
Yami growled as Joey led him through the streets. "And where exactly are we going?" He asked finally.
"Work." Joey replied.
"I don't work." Yami growled again.
"You may not, but Yugi does."
"Right, and where exactly will we be working?" Yami asked.
"The site of the new pyramid for the King." Joey said, as they left the streets of the town and began crossing some barren wasteland.
"And what work does Yugi.I mean do I do?" Yami didn't really want to hear the answer.
"The same as the rest of us. Hard, manual labour." Joey smiled at the Yami's expression of distaste.
"If you think I am going to sweat and toil and work in this sun using my bare hands you have another thing coming!"
"Then go home. Tell you Grandfather that you refuse to work to be able to feed him. Then you can take him to the old people's home and dump him there. And then you will either return to work to feed yourself, or live on the streets. But if you do that then the palace guards will just take you to a slave auction and you will be bought by some rich merchant who will make you work for nothing." Joey gasped for breath after his little outburst. "So what'll it be? Work for money, or work for nothing?"
Yami was shocked at this and asked Joey all about conditions for slaves as they walked to work. By the time they reached the site work was already beginning. They made their way to a stone desk at one side of the site and lined up there.
"Name?" Asked a muscular looking man who wore a perpetual frown.
"Joseph Wheeler." Joey said.
"Stone mining." The man said, waving him over to where a group of men, and some boys, were gathered. "Name?" He asked Yami.
"Prince Yami." Yami began, but Joey kicked him on the leg hard. "Ouch! I mean, Yugi Mouto."
The man looked at Yami suspiciously but in the end said, "Stone mining." And Yami joined Joey with the other men.
"That was close." Whispered Joey.
"What are we doing?" Yami asked.
"Mining the stone that will be used to build the new pyramid. The hardest job going." Joey grumbled.
"How so?" Yami asked.
"You spend all day down a shaft digging up lumps of stone with a blunt pickaxe and carting it up to the surface." Joey explained.
"Sounds like slave labour to me!" Yami grumbled.
"You got that right." Came a voice from behind them. They turned around to see a tall boy of about their age standing behind them. "I take it you haven't done this work before?" He said to Yami.
"No." Yami replied shortly.
"Hey Tristan." Joey said. "Umm.this is Yugi, my friend. He doesn't normally do work down in the shafts, it is his first day in Darkness City."
"Darkness City?" Yami asked.
"Our name for the shafts. It is so dark down there that we gave it a name." Joey explained.
"Come on then men!" Another muscular, even fiercer looking man called from the front. "Grab the rope and climb on down!"
One by one the group disappeared down a hole in the ground, holding on to a thin piece of rope.
"Hey! Don't we get protective clothes or a harness or something?" Yami asked as he was ushered towards the hole. He watched Tristan climb nimbly down the rope.
"Get down there kid, before I push you." The man said.
"Just go Yugi!" Joey said. "Don't rise to his baiting or you will be worse off!"
Yami gingerly climbed down the rope. He seemed to descend forever, but finally he found that he had reached the bottom. Looking up he could just see the blue sky, through a hole that now looked the size of a little bronze coin.
"Move along there!" Called another slave driver, cracking a whip near to Yami's head. Yami was about to answer back, when he felt Joey come up behind him and usher him down the tunnel.
After three hours of work down in his mines Yami was exhausted. His arms felt that they would drop off with every swing he made with his pick. His legs were cut and bleeding from where shards of rock had glanced off them. He was hungry and was surprised that the stale bread Mr Mouto had packed him actually tasted delicious on an empty stomach.
"Alright Mr Mouto, take that load to the lift!" Shouted one of the slave drivers. Wearily Yami collected all the rock into a bag and drag it to the shaft that he had come down. His legs kept giving way and he slipped a couple of times. He tied the pack to the rope and then began to haul on it, so that the bag was pulled upwards towards the outside world. The load was heavy, and just as he got the bag about halfway up, his fingers slipped. The rope whizzed through his hands as the bag crashed down to the ground, scattering rocks everywhere. Yami cursed as blood began to flow from his rope-burned hands.
But he could not stop for fear of getting punished. He had already seen three workers, including Joey, getting lashed across the back by a whip for being slow. Yami quickly tore some material from his dirty robe and bound it around his hands. He then gathered up the rocks and began hauling them upwards again.
"Here, I'll do that." Said a voice behind him.
"I'm fine thanks." Yami said through his teeth.
"Then let me help you." Yami felt someone stand next to him and pull on the rope too. Between them they managed to get the bag to the top, where someone unhooked it.
"Thank you." Yami said, turning to his helper. He couldn't see very clearly, but he definitely saw that the boy had very light coloured hair. "Who are you?"
"My name is Ryou." Said the boy, as the two made their way back to their stations.
"Yugi." Yami said, now getting used to saying that this was his name.
At that moment they turned a corner where a flaming torch afforded them some light. Yami surveyed his helper. He indeed had very light coloured hair, it was white. He also had a kind face.
"Hey, I recognise you!" Yami said. "You got the whip today for working slowly."
"No I didn't." Ryou said. "You must have seen my brother, Bakura. He isn't a very good worker. That will be the third time this week that he has had the lash."
"Oh I see." Yami didn't know quite what to say. He had had no idea that working conditions were this poor for servants.
The two parted at the end of the tunnel. Ryou carried on down a path to the left. Yami descended another four levels before reaching his station. The darkness was oppressive and Yami kept stumbling in the darkness.
Yami worked for a long time after that. He could not tell how much time had passed in the darkness. All he knew was that he felt bitter and lonely. A shard of rock flew up from the wall and cut Yami above his eye. Blood ran down Yami's face and mingled with tears of frustration, pain and loneliness. Eventually Yami heard a whistle sound and gratefully dropped his axe and began to make his way towards the surface.
"Hey Yugi." Joey joined him as they queued to climb out of the shaft. "How was it?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Yami said. "What is for lunch?"
"Lunch?" Joey said. "But it is the end of the day. We just collect our money and go home now."
"You mean I worked all day with no break, not even for lunch?" Yami asked.
"Don't worry kid." Said Tristan as he joined them. "After a while you get a sense of time down here."
"I hope I don't have to work here long enough to develop that skill." Yami said, as he watched Joey climb the rope.
"I wouldn't bet on it." Tristan sighed. "Once guys are big and strong enough to work down here, they rarely get transferred to other jobs. We have been working on this pyramid for nearly a year; I was transferred here six months ago when they were short staffed. I haven't done any other work since!"
Yami sighed as he took hold of the rope and began to climb. He winced in pain as his injured hands started to hurt again. Finally he dragged himself out of the hole and lay panting on the baked ground.
"Here." Said one old man, giving Yami a mug of water. "Have something to drink."
Yami gulped the water down and dragged himself to his feet. "Thanks." He said before limping over to Joey. Joey's back was stained with dried blood from his punishment earlier. They lined up by the stone table and were each handed a tiny brown pouch. Yami opened his as they walked off and five bronze coins fell into his hand.
"Is this all we get?" He asked in disgust.
"Yep, that will just about buy us something to eat tonight. I hope Ma and Serenity made some more money today, the rent man is coming around and we owe him four bronze coins as it is." Joey sighed.
"That is terrible." Yami said.
"Yeah, but it is life." Joey sighed again. "Shame really. I wanted to buy Ma a present for her birthday next week. But I doubt that I will be able to afford it. Oh well, Ma is used to not getting anything on her birthday."
"What? You mean you can't even afford proper birthday presents?" Yami asked in shock.
"Course not. We have to live you know. This money pays for rent and food. I guess it must be a different life living up there!" Joey said, pointing to the palace. "Wonder what Yugi is doing?"
They walked home in silence. Joey went into his house, next door to Yugi's. Yami walked through the door into the cool room. "I'm home!" He called.
Serenity emerged out of the door to Mr Mouto's room. "Sorry Yugi. You Grandpa went with my mother to buy some material at the market. What happened to your head?" She asked, seeing the cut on Yami's head.
"Oh, a stone sliced it whilst I was in the mine." Yami said. Serenity filled a bowl with water from a jug on the tale and taking a piece of rag, she bathed Yami's head for him. She then bandaged his hands properly.
"Thank you." Yami said, shocked that Serenity cared enough to help him. Tea would never have cleaned cuts for him; she would have probably fainted at the sight of blood. But then Serenity was obviously hardened by her way of life, and she thought that Yami was Yugi.
"Here, I brought over some food." Serenity placed some cold soup in front of Yami, who ate it quickly.
"Hmm.now how can I thank you?" Yami said, standing up and walking over to Serenity.
"You don't have to." Serenity said, as Yami wrapped his arms around her. She giggled nervously.
"Oh, but I do!" Yami said, nuzzling into her neck whilst his hands began to undo the ties on her robes.
"Yugi, don't!" Serenity said. Yami just took this as her playing hard to get, and continued his actions, pushing Serenity towards his bedroom as he did so.
"Please Yugi, stop it!" Serenity said, but Yami played her no attention. Serenity struggled to get free, but Yami mistook this for her playing games with him, and became more decisive and firm in his actions. He finally undid he skirt and was just pulling it down when.
"YUGI!" Serenity shouted, pushing herself free and slapping Yami across the face. When Yami looked up he saw that Serenity was crying.
"Serenity, I." Yami began, moving towards her to comfort her. But Serenity only pushed him away and she ran for the door. She held onto her skirt as she threw it open and ran out into the streets, still crying.
"Serenity!" Yami called. "Damn it!" He cursed, kicking the wall in frustration at his actions. The wall crumbled slightly at his kick and Yami backed away. Sullenly he climbed into his bed and fell asleep, angry with himself.
AN - Aww, poor Serenity! I'm so sorry but it had to happen! Any ideas for what Yugi will get up to next? Read and Review please and give me some ideas!
