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Domino Epilogue

"Oh sing a song of joy, a merry merry song of joy. A song of love, a song of cheer, a song to be sung through out the year..." sang the charolers as the snow slowy fell, and many people crowded, listening, but Yami had no ears for them.

He felt a deep depression inside, ever since Yugi's death.

The snow used to fill him with happiness, and the works of coming Christmas over flowed his stomach with butterflys of excitement.

But not this time.

It felt like he was dead in the inside.

"Yami! Hello, and Merry Christmas!" came a call and he slowly looked up and forced a smile upon his lips as he saw a certain white headed boy.

He was sweeping snow off the porch of a house and wearing nice warm clothing to keep him warm.

The boy he was looking at was named Ryou Bakura, or other wise known as Bakura 2.

Seto had felt bad for the young man after his death and rebuilt him into Ryou.

He did still had his memories from weeks passed, but personality did soften up.

Luckily the body of Bakura hadn't been damaged that much and Seto re- fixed it in a matter of a week.

But before he booted him up to function, he had given him to a friend of his, an arciologist coincidently named James Bakura.

"Hello Ryou," Yami said in a forced cheerfulness. "How is living with Mr. Bakura?"

Ryou broke into a big smile and a tear fell from his eye.

"I'm finally loved Yami. I finally have a father who loves me. Unlike Pegusas, my father treats me like a person. Not like dirt or a slave who does his bidding."

"I'm happy for you."

"Thanks."

"Ryou! Come on lad, I don't want you to catch cold!" came a call from the house.

"Okay father!" he called back. "Though I don't see how I can catch a cold..."

Yami chuckled softly.

"I'll see ya Ryou."

"Bye Yami."

Yami continued down the cold street, reajusting the food bags he carried so they wouldn't fall onto the snow floor.

His bowed head perked up when he heard laughter and eyes misted over as he saw a young boy holding an older boys hand.

"What did you get me for Christmas big brother?" the boy asked.

"I can't tell you, or it wouldn't be a surprise."

"What do you want for Christmas?"

"Doesn't matter. As long as its from you."

Yami couldn't take it.

It reminded him to much of the conversation between him and Yugi.

He ran down the street and didn't stop till he reached the rebuilt house and into the kitchen where he let the tears out.

'Yugi,' he thought, as he bowed his head, dropping the food to the floor. 'I wish you didn't have to die.'

~*~

(A Week Later)

It was Christmas Night, and Yami was in the kitchen, cooking the usual Christmas dinner.

But instead of humming softly or singing Christmas songs, he was dead silent.

'Well, this is the day. The day...Yugi looked so forward into experiencing,' he thought as he started stirring the mash potatoes. 'And I didn't even get to give him this.'

He slowly walked to the bottom cubert under the counter and opened it to pull out a wrapped package that had the label 'Yugi' written on the front.

He sighed as he sat on top of the counter and stared at that name, mind blanking out, when he was startled by the door bell.

"I'll get it Yami," called out Sugoroku.

Yami gave a nod, though Sugoroku most likely didn't see it, and went back to watching the food.

"Oh, Seto Kaiba, what a surprise," came a surprised voice of Sugoroku.

"Greetings Mr. Mutou. I've thought to spend Christmas with you and your grandson Yami, if you don't mind..."

"Oh of course not! Come in come in...and whose this little one?"

"This is my son. I thought I'd bring him along."

"Oh, hello little one. If you want something to eat, I'm sure Yami will give you something. Oh, aren't you the shy little one, go on."

Soft footsteps was heard coming from the living room, towards the kitchen and Yami quickly opened the cookie jar and picked out two cookies and placed them on a plate, and when he heard a little 'Um...excuse me...' he turned, but ended up dropping the plate.

"Oh, do you need help cleaning that up?"

Yami didn't answer, but slowly approached the person and kneeled before the young man and hugged him tightly.

'Yugi.'

It was Yugi all right, but he was much older then when they last met.

He was about ten down to eight, but now he looked a year longer then him.

His eyes were still big and bright as before, and his hair was combed neatly, and his clothes were neatly pressed.

His skin was still the same color as before, with a bot of a pink tinge on his nose and cheek from the cold outside.

"Yugi," he whispered, then looked up into his big purple eyes. "Do you remember me?"

Yugi stared into Yami's voilet eyes and with out warning, grabbed Yami and kissed him.

Yami's eyes were wide at first, but then closed them, and once they parted he placed his forehead to Yugi's.

"Yami, I love you."

"I love you too Yugi," he whispered, and suddenly heard a sniff and looked up to see Seto and Sugoroku's heads poking from the door frame.

Seto was grinning, while Sugoroku was crying, happy tears of course.

"Dad!" Yugi shouted and Seto chuckled as he stepped into the kitchen.

"Merry Christmas Yami," he said with a grin.

"But...but how...?" Yami asked as he held Yugi tightly to him.

"The pieces of the Millenium puzzle were scattered around the room. I solved them and once I placed the last piece in, it shone and a body appeared. All I had to do was place the puzzle inside the chest and he lived again. His memories were a bit fuzzy, but he remembered Sugoroku, me, this Jounouchi and Honda, Bakura, Pegusas, and especially you."

Yami sniffed and a smile broke out when his eyes suddenly went wide as realization hit him.

"Oh, Yugi, before I forget," he started and grabbed the package from the table and handed it down to him. "Merry Christmas."

Yugi's eyes lit up as he took the package, then looked up at Yami.

"Thank you," he whispered. "But I have no present for you. I'm sorry."

"Yugi," Yami said and kneeled to his short level, cupping his angelic face. "You are my present. You living again is something I couldn't want more."

Yugi's unhappy expression dropped to a smile and he hugged Yami tightly.

"Merry Christmas Yami," he whispered.

"Merry Christmas Yugi."

The Real End

Mijikai: Sadly this is the real end, I hope you enjoyed this last chapter and forgive me for the last. Thank you.