Chapter Sixteen

I heard it.

An echo.

Someone was calling me.

I slowly opened my eyes and they immediately watered when I saw her.

My mother.

"Yami," she said happily and spread out her arms.

She was beautiful. She wore white silk that fluttered towards the winds, and silver wings petruded from her back. I reached for her gentle hands, tears running down my cheeks.

"Mother," I muttered softly. "Mother."

"Yami."

I reached up, and felt warmth as our finger tips brushed, and pulled myself up for more, when I heard a scream echoing in my ears.

"YYYYYYYYYYYYaaaaaaaammmmmmmmiiiiiiiii!" I heard behind me and whiped my head around.

There behind me was a boy, about the age of a pre-teen.

His hands were in chains and his ankles were about to be nailed to the ground.

He looked at me terrified and pleading. He looked familiar, but the warmth of my mother fogged up my mind so much, I couldn't concentrate.

"Yami," he said softly, a thin trail of tears running down his cheeks. "Help me."

I wanted to.

I really did, but something called me toward my mother, and looked back up at her.

She beckoned me foreward, and I edged towards her once more.

Soon I was in her loving embrace, and felt her soft hand on my cheek.

"Yami, my little one. Join me in heaven, forever. With me and your father," she whispered in my hair, and I looked up to see Father behind her.

Wings stretched from his back and he caressed my cheek.

"Come with us, my Yami," he whispered.

I was in heaven, I was with my parents, and it was a dream come true.

A scream shattered my happy moment and eyes snapped open to see the boy writhing on the grass, blood pouring from his ankles.

I winced as I saw a huge nail in each.

The boy looked up at me, accusation and sadness.

"Yami, why didn't you help me?" he asked, and cried out as spikes started raining down on him.

I was shocked.

My eyes were wide, and I stirred from my mother's embrace, but she tightened her grip.

"No, stay with us Yami. He's only a demon that kills," she said.

"Yes," agreed dad, and made to block the scene from me, but I shouted no.

The boy struggled his head up and looked at me tiredly.

"I guess...you really do hate me," he whispered softly, and trembled terribly before collapsing in his own puddle of blood.

Something cracked in my mind, and it came to me. Oh Ra.

"Oh, Ra. Ra, no," I muttered, and struggled from my mother's grip.

"Yami, don't!" my mother pleaded, but they fell deaf to my ears.

Tears started down my cheeks again, as everything came rushing through, and I finally did reconize the boy.

"YUGI!" I shouted, and struggled even harder.

"Yami please...," dad started, but I cut him off.

"No! Don't you see! Yugi's hurt, we have to help him!"

"Why, should we?" asked my mother in a surprisingly cold voice. "He killed us, so why shouldn't we kill him?"

My mouth dropped.

How could they think that?

Yugi was their son to for heaven's sake!

I glared and finally ripped from her grip, and fell to my knees beside Yugi.

I shook him, but there was no reply.

"Damn it!"

"Yami."

I slowly turned, and to my horror, my parent's were replaced by demons!

"Yami, come with us! You belong with us!" the male hissed.

"No, stay away!" I shouted, and scooted back, keeping Yugi in my arms.

"Put the evil one down," the female snarled, and lunged toward me. "Or I'll kill him!"

I quickly rolled over and screamed as I felt claws dig into my back.

"Let us kill the evil one!" they both shouted together, and claws after claws were scraped across my back.

"No," I whispered weakly.

Suddenly, I felt a stirring beneath me, and looked down to see Yugi opening his eyes half way.

"Yugi," I breathed.

Yugi slowly looked up at me, before giving a weak smile.

"I'm...glad you...don't hate...me," he rasped, and misted away.

"No...Yugi. Yugi! YUGI!" I screamed frantically. "YUUUUUUUGGGGGGIIIIIIIII!!!!!"

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I groaned as I felt something jab me painfully in the stomach and groggily looked up to see Yami thrashing.

I was about to jump up and wake him, when all my memories rushed back to me, and stayed still.

The bitch and bastard were still watching and if they saw I wasn't trapped in my own illusion they would release the gas again.

I let out a scream and pretended to be tormented, and at the same time rolled off the Ring master's ring, and under a bleacher.

I stopped thrashing, but did still shout out once in a while, as I eyed the couple in their chairs.

Miss Hodai was watching with pleasure, as was the...person I don't know his name.

I thought I was safe, and was about to move but stopped my movement when the man blinked and nudged Miss Hodai.

"The brat just rolled away, you think he's awake?" he whispered.

"No," she answered simply.

I sighed with relief, and started slithering towards them, stopping every once in a while to let out a whimper or scream so they didn't get suspicious.

After, long minutes of slithering I finally croached beside the box which held the two.

There was only one problem.

I had no idea on what I was going to do.

The guy had a gun, and I did not want to be the one to experience what it was like to have a piece of crap in any of my body parts.

As I pondered in what to do next, I squeaked....yes...squeaked...as I felt a hand grab the scruff of my shirt and pull me up.

"Well, what do you know, you were awake," came a snarl.

I held his gaze, not daring to show fear, but I couldn't help but tremble when he placed the snot of the gun to my throat.

"This is exactly what I want. Just you and me," he hissed, with foul breath.

"Oh, yeah," I said bravely. "Take your best shot!"

'Crrrrrraaaaaapppppppp! What the hell am I saying!'

"That would be fun, but I would like to appraoch this in a more man to man type duel," he said and threw me into the ring.

I quickly scrambled up, and started backing away as the man appraoched me, cracking his big knuckles.

I thought I was going to faint when he flicked out a very sharp looking blade, and panicked when he started charging towards me.

'SSsssssshhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiit!'

I ran to the left, narrowly missing getting my guts cut out, and skidded to a halt, to see my presuer changing direction, but still continueing to charge.

"This is for my dead son!" he shouted, and with amazing agility (for a big huge burley chested guy who I'd love to call Porky, but he didn't have a pot belly...sorry, ignore that) he was able to corner me and took a swipe with his blade.

It happened so fast that when everything was put into order, and I was able to quickly slid under his legs to escape, it was then I realized that he was able to hit me.

I felt something warm slidding down my cheek and gently touched it to find blood on my fingers.

A grunt, brought me back into reality and my head jerked up to see Mr. I Want Revenge, postioning himself for another attack.

As he tried catching his breath, my brain started stratigizing, like I was playing Duel Monsters, and as I studied the postition my attacker was in, it brought along a flash back.

'Wait...his stance...it's just like Akira's when we fight. Hey! That's it! Mr. Killer here is just like Akira. Fighting with blind anger. All I have to do is pretend he's Akira and maybe I can turn this thing around!'

My frown that my face inhabited, melted into a smirk and I went into my fighting stance.

"You won't be so lucky next time pipsqueak!" he shouted, when he caught his breath and readied his blade.

"Bring it on, Porky," I said, and my smirk grew as his face turned red with anger.

"I'll show you to respect me and wipe that smirk of your damn face!" he roared and charged once again.

'Wait for it...wait for it...one...two...THREE!'

Just when he was mear inches, I slid under his legs again and when I came up behind him, I was able to round kick him in the head. (Yes, I can jump that high. What? Just because I'm short don't mean I can't jump high)

He grunted as he slammed into the floor and I laughed in triumph.

"Now, who's the pipsqueak?" I said as he groaned.

He lifted his head, but I slammed my foot down, and it collided with the floor again, and his body went limp.

I quickly checked his pulse, and sighed in relief that he still was breathing.

"Oh, yeah! Whose good!" I shouted in truimph, but the happiness diminshed as a loud bang echoed through out the tent.

'Shit! I forgot about Miss Hodai!' I thought and turned to see Miss Hodai pointing a gun at me, as she slowly walked forward.

"Humph. You may have taken one of us down, but I won't be that easy. No, gentleman would dare hit a lady," she said sweetly.

I thought I was going to puke.

"True. But _I_ am no gentleman. So, I don't think the rule to never hit a lady occures to me."

Her amusement faded into a snarl and I yelped as the bullet hit the ground inches from my feet.

"Always the little bastard. You always love to argue, get in trouble and manage misfortune to many. I think I'd be doing a favor if I kill you," she sneered and aimed at my chest.

I tried my best to seem cool, calm, and collective, but inside I was jelly. My breathing increased and my hands shook, so I balled them into fists.

"You know," I said slowly, narrowing my eyes. "You were the little fucken bitch too."

She growled in rage and I felt pain sear up my head as she hit the side of it with the gun.

"You die now!" she shouted and fired.

I cried out as it hit my chest, and gasped as she started firing continuously.

Ra, it hurt.

When the firing ceased, I lay there, beathing rapidly as the pain started becoming unbearable.

"Ha. Not so tough now huh? Especially since your dieing," she said, and threw her head back laughing.

Her laughter filled my head and I slumped against the wall, eyes closed half way, head bowed.

"You bitch!" came a shout, and I tried my best to lift my head, but I was so exasted and my head felt so heavy.

I heard screeches and punches, and then silence.

The silence, was starting to become deafening, when my heart jolted as hands grabbed me.

"Yugi? Yugi? Can you hear me? Don't die on me damn it!" came the familiar baratone voice.

I couldn't answer, pretty much because I was to busy trying to breath.

"Oh, god," he said with worry, and I heard the ripping of cloth.

I managed a smile, when he gasped, and forced my heavy head up.

"But...how...when did you...?" he tried asking, eyes wide as he stared at the bullet proof vest.

"Found...it laying...around," I croaked, before wincing and laying my head back to try soothing my painful breathing.

"You okay?" Yami asked.

"...Y...yeah. Can you...take off...the...vest?" I managed to ask.

I winced when the pain seared across my chest, and bit my lower lip, as I felt the vest slowly being peeled away from the skin.

A sharp intake of breath, brought my attention to my chest and one look had me burying my face in Yami's shoulder. It was not pretty.

"Oh, god," I groaned, and cursed as tears leaked from my eyes, and felt myself starting to tremble uncontrollablely.

Strong arms wrapped around me, and hugged me gently, hearing a soothing shhhhhh being whispered in my ear.

"It's alright. Your sa...afe...shit."

I slowly glanced up and my eyes widened as I saw Mr. Porky up and holding his knife in a throwing stance.

"Ha ha ha. It's not over yet little Yugi," he snarled.

He looked pretty frightening with the big blood spot on the side of his head and there was blood running down his nose.

He was flashing broken teeth, and he nashed them fiercely.

I felt the arms around me, pull me closer to a solid chest, and I glanced up to see Yami's face set, and glaring.

"You will not touch my little brother. If you want to kill someone, go kill your fucked up self," he spat.

The man's amused smile, slowly fell to a sneer, and punched him in the face.

Unfortunately, Yami's grip still held me and the jerk caused pain to explode, and screamed.

The man laughed, and brought his hand back to chuck the knife, when lights suddenly lit up everywhere.

"This is the police, but the knife down and back away slowly! There is no escape, you are surrounded!" came a loud voice.

I squinted my eyes, from the light and felt relief as cops slowly approached the insane man, guns ready.

"Put the knife down!" one shouted. "Put it down or we'll shoot!"

The man looked from side to side wildly, then raised his arms up and dropped the knife to the ground.

Once the weapon was gone, two police men came and grabbed the man, while one picked up Miss Hodai.

He was handcuffed and dragged away, but before he disappeared out of the tent, he glared at me, menecingly.

"I'LL GET YOU YET MUTOU!" he shouted.

I couldn't help myself, but in answer I stuck my tongue out of him and mouthed 'sucker.'

He growled and started thrashing from the police, but they were able to drag him out.

Once the two fugitives were taken care of, a police officer came towards us and kneeled.

"You alright?" he asked, as he lifted his cap.

"I'm fine, but will get a mighty fine bruise," Yami answered and winced as he touched his cheek. "But, I don't know about Yugi. His chest isn't looking very good."

"Hmmmm, can you turn over son?" I heard him ask me, and Yami shifted me so my face know looked up at the ceiling. "Ooooooo. Doesn't look serious, but I think we should take you to the hospital to have it checked."

"No!" I blurted out, then blushed as the two looked at me. "No, it's alright. It'll just bruise. Nothing serious."

"You sure? Because I can call an abulence and..."

But I shook my head. Our hospital bill was sky rocket high and no way was I'm going to be blamed in adding to it.

"No, it's alright."

The police man frowned, but nodded.

"Can I give you two a ride home then?" he asked.

"That would be nice," Yami answered and lifted me up.

As we slowly left the tent, I closed my eyes and rested my head on Yami's shoulder.

In seconds, I fell asleep.

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For the record, Yugi was in hell for the next month and so.

He was forced to stay in bed, and he could barely do anything, except sleep and be fed.

Many visiters came to visit, mostly Malik, Sugoroku, Mahotsukai, Isis, and the two albino twins. (though Ryou claims they are not albino's because they have pigment)

Pluse the lovely Miss Sakura.

She always figited and when ever I or Malik was going to get Yugi something, she would always hop up and do it for us.

It was funny how Yugi would blush as she mothered him, and would not leave his side, till night fell, but was back by eight in the morning.

I think the more she came to visit, the more those two fell in love.

I caught them kissing when I went to get Yugi a cup of water. (smile)

When Yugi was capable to remove himself from bed, he started moping around the house, mostly typing on the computer, and staying up late into the night.

I tried getting him to stop, but he only shook his head, saying he had little time and had to get it done.

So, I shrugged and let him be.

Two weeks later, he had this huge pile of paper and slipped it into the mail, with a huge smile on his face.

"Done!" he said proudly to me, and went right back into his room.

This action confused me greatly.

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After a huge amount of time of healing, I was finally able to go back to school...unfortunately.

With all the excitement I forgot about my problem with Mr. Inu, and it wasn't till I walked right into the classroom that it clicked.

Mr.Inu did not seem pleased, and tapped his foot with a glare.

"Mr. Mutou, I told you once and I was expecting not to tell you twice. Get rid of that absurd hair style, wash that dye out, and get rid of that punk look!"

"Mr. Inu. This, is natural. I can't do anything by preventing it," I said.

He snorted.

"Then I hope you don't mind if I call guardian?" he asked, and reached under his desk to bring out a phone.

"Nope, don't mind at all," I said with a smirk.

"What is their number?" he asked.

"509 - 454 - 369."

He dialed and he seemed to be waiting before speaking.

"Hello, is this the guardian of Yugi Mutou?"

More silence.

"It seems Mr. Mutou has broken a school rule in dying hair and having an absurd hair style, violating the dress code."

Silence.

I smirked as my teachers face became pale, and started to sweat.

"Really...oh...accept my apologize for bothering you sir. Goodbye," he said and hung up the phone. "Please be seated Mr.Mutou."

I smiled and seated myself as the teacher started his lesson, seemingly to avoid my eyes.

I folded my arms under my head and leaned back.

Life was pretty good so far.

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(Three months later)

"Yami! Yami!" I heard Yugi shout, and groaned as I pulled my sheets over my head.

"Yugi, it's seven thirty! Go back to bed!" I shouted.

I heard my door open and pattering of footsteps, before he jumped on me.

"Wake up! Come on! I have to show you something!" he shouted as he ripped the covers off and shook me unmercifully.

"Alright! Alright! I up!" I shouted, and slowly pulled myself into a sitting position as he rolled off the bed.

"Read!" he ordered as he shoved a piece of paper into my hands.

"Dear Yugi Mutou. We are pleased to say that you have one the Author contest and that your book will be published for all to read. Enclosed also is a check of FIVE THOUSAND DOLLERS!!!!! HOLY!" I shouted.

Yugi smiled up at me, and was bouncing on his heels in excitment.

"Uh, huh!" he said, and handed me the huge mound of papers that were bound together.

I looked it over and raised an eyebrow at the cover.

"Wow," was all I could say. "Congratulations."

"Congratulate yourself to, you helped."

"So I did."

I handed the letter back and shoved him towards the door.

"Now go away little pest," I said sweetly. "so I can resume going back to sleep."

Yugi stuck his tongue at me before disappearing, and I sighed in relief as I resumed sleeping.

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I was so excited when I received the letter and just had to interupt Yami's "heavenly sleep" but ended up being thrown out.

I sat down on the chair and smile down at the letter, sighing happily, for I finally accomplished my dream.

I actually was able to publish a book!

What is it about might you ask?

A humorus/angsty biography.

What is it called?

Why, Life in Reality.

The End

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Mijikai: YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! I ACTUALLY FINISHED A STORY! Well...not counting my one shot fic.

Yami: Yay! No more toture fic for me and Yugi!

Mijikai: Weeeelllll...I did get alot of reviews that wanted sequels...

Yami: O_O NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Yugi: -_- Yami...

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