A/N: WOO!!! Chapter 5!! Almost didn't think I'd get here.. weird.. Thank you to those who reviewed, and remember:

I don't own YGO! I also don't own the song "I'll Try". I think It's property of Disney, sang by Jonatha Brooke. Good

song.. anyways, On With The Fic!!

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Yami lifted an arm to his forehead, wiping off sweat that seemed endless. He had long ago taken his shirt off,(woo!) and

was working in only his pants, and shoes, of course. He bent down to grab another piece of rubble, but as he shifted it,

a bunch more fell into it's place. "Shit.." He started to re-clear the place he had been working on for the past hour,

when other volunteers finally started to appear, and with them, the raido..

*"I am not a child now."*

"Yami! Your acting like a kid at Christmas; is this soul survivor THAT important to you?" The mayor of Domino said to the

dark one, disapproval thick in his voice. Yami glared back at him. "Well, maybe 'a kid at Christmas', is what we need, to

get him out." Yami snapped at him. The mayor's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his voice lowered. "Yami Motou, you watch

your tongue, or I will have you removed from this site." Yami met the mayor's eyes with a death glare, and the mayor looked

away. Yami smirked to himself. "I am not a child; no matter how much I act it, or look it. Remember that." He muttered,

just audible for the mayor, and turned on his heel, heading back to the work site.

*"I can take care of myself."*

"You should cool it Yami; take a break, ya know?" Joey said. He had stopped by to see Yami, and to make sure he wasn't

working too hard. Yami glared at his best friend. "I'm not a baby Joey. I know my limits." He said sternly, before taking a

drink from his water bottle. Joey stared at him a moment. "I know ya ain't Yami, but Cheezuz, yer gonna hurt yerself." The

concerned blonde countered, trying to keep his defense up. He knew Yami could sting with words as well as a scorpion with

its tail. "Yug' wouldn't want ya ta hurt yerself.." Joey's voice trailed off at the mention of Yugi's name. Yami glared

daggers now. He choked on his water, spitting it all over Joey ((Not that it was a mistake..)). "Joey, I know my limits. I

am not a child." With that, Yami turned on his heel, going back to the worksite.

*"I mustn't let them down now-

Mustn't let them see me cry.

I'm fine.

I'm fine."*

As he shifted the rubble and rocks around, trying to get closer to the survivor, Yami could feel tears falling down his

cheeks, mixing in with the perspiration. He shifted another piece of rubble, making a severe mistake; more rubble fell in

its place, some hitting Yami's knees and arms. One particularly large and sharp piece hit his shin, and he let out a cry of

pain. People looked over at him, and asked him if he was alright, and such. He wiped away tears straying down his face.

"I'm fine.. I'm fine." He repeated, mostly to himself. He tried once more, to clear the place of rubble, enough to let the

person trapped beneath, breathe.

*"I'm to tired to listen.

I'm too old to believe:

All these childish stories.

There is no such thing as faith,

And trust, and pixie dust."*

Yami collapsed onto the air-mattress Joey had brought for him. "Thank you Joey, I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier."

Yami whispered, barley able to breathe. Joey smiled down at his closest friend. "Hey, dun worry 'bout it. Ya should take a

break though ya know." Yami shook his head. "I know.. But Joey.. They need me.. Too tired.." Yami coughed. Joey shook his

head, smiling. "Ya gotta have faith Yami. They'll make it out. 'Specially wit ya workin so hard, ya can't even breathe."

Yami smiled, his eyes closed. "Joey, you sound like a cartoon character. 'Ya gotta have faith.' And trust, and pixie dust,

right?" He opened an eye, laughing at his friends confused look. "Don't ask, Joey. Trust me, don't ask." Yami closed his

eyes again, relaxing on the air mattress. "There isn't any such thing as faith Joey. If I've learned anything through the

harsh years, it's there is no faith left. Otherwise Yugi would still be here.." Yami whispered the last sentence.

*"I try,

But its so hard to believe.

I try,

But I can't see what you see.

I try.

I try.

I try."*

Yami looked up at his friend again, seeing the tears falling at the mention of Yugi's name. It hurt both of them, and he

knew it. But there was no way around it. He'd tried, but he couldn't believe Yugi to be gone, nor could he believe he was

here. Joey seemed to have some sort of belief as to Yugi being here. Not necessarily alive, but still here. Yami couldn't

see where he got the idea, but he let Joey live with it.

*"My whole world is changing,

I don't know where to turn.

I can't leave you waiting,

But I can't stay and watch the city burn;

Watch it burn."*

Yami fell asleep, finally relaxing for once, much to Joey's relief. Joey turned to the task at hand; getting that survivor

out for Yami. He wasn't sure what to do anymore. His world had gone and changed without him. Or maybe he had changed with

out his world. Had the war truly taken away that much of him? He worked hard, ending up shirtless as well. He knew what

this survivor meant to Yami. They meant the possibility of seeing Yugi again. And for the Pharaoh, that was the most

important thing in the world. He couldn't let Yami work all this time for nothing. He carefully put the rubble aside,

digging deeper, getting closer to the survivor. While Yami slept, Joey worked to get close to the survivor. When he finally

was pretty close, though not quite close enough to see the guy, Joey stopped for a moment, to find Yami awake, and ready

to start again. Joey smiled and let Yami start, while he laid down. He closed his eyes, letting the sun take away his,

where he could see this happening to Domino..

*"'Cause I try,

But its so hard to believe.

I try,

But I can't see what you see.

I try.

I try."*

Joey shook his head clear of the thought. Then Serenity, his sister, floated into his mind. He tried to imagine her there,

beside him, telling him to take it easy. But he couldn't bring himself to believe it. Not that she was gone, nor that she

was still here. 'Kinda like how Yami must be feelin..' he thought to himself. He tried to believe they were all there.. all

together still, but he couldn't, because they weren't. He couldn't see what they saw.. He fell asleep, dreaming of his

friends, and how it was before the war..

*"I try and try,

To understand,

The distance in between:

The love I feel,

The things I fear,

And every single dream."*

Yami thought desperately about Yugi as he continued to move rubble away from the person still stuck. He still loved his

hikari, though he was dead. But maybe he wasn't. That was Yami's biggest fear. He would find Yugi, half dead, and have to

kill him. Have to put him out of misery. Then all the dreams he had when he had been asleep. It was all confusing, because

they seemed linked, yet each so far from the other... He just wanted Yugi back in his arms, where he belonged..

*"I can finally see it."*

Yami pulled the last piece of rubble away from the person's middle. Something seemed familiar about it.. He pulled another

piece away from the person. Another. Another. He worked hard, getting glimpses of the person's clothing.

*"Now I have to believe:

All those precious stories."*

That girl had said Yugi might still be alive... Could it be..? No.. it can't be.. But could it..?

*"All the world is made of faith,

And trust,

And pixie dust."*

Yami's faith, which he had dropped, and left so long ago, returned to him. He dug through rubble, he nearly broke his

fingers, and other attatchments many times, but he kept at it, now that he was so close... 'Faith, and trust.. Hell, let's

add a bit of pixie dust for luck..' Yami thought, remembering the movie "Peter Pan" which Yugi had watched so many times

whenever they got bored.

*"So I'll try,

'Cause I finally believe.

I'll try,

'Cause I see what you see.

I'll try.

I'll try!

I'll try!"*

Yami tried harder to get the rest of the rubble away from the person. His strength renewed by his hope, and belief that

Yugi was there, helping him, even if he wasn't alive. joey had been right all along. Yugi was ther, just not necessarily

alive. And now, he helped Yami. Helped to free this person, who might know of Yugi's whereabouts. So that Yami could see

his peaceful face, before he was burried. He could finally see what Joey saw. He finally believed in afterlife spirit's

visiting the realm of the living. And he was happy.

*"I'll try-

To fly."*

Yami lifted the last piece of rubble in the way, and uncovered the person's face. He gasped when he saw them, and nearly

collapsed, had Joey not been behind him to steady him..

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A/N: WOO!! I finally finished that chappy.. sorry it took so long, I had a hard time picking a song for it. I think you all

have an idea on who it is, so I'll just leave it here I think. I've wrecked my brain thinking this up. Not to mention my

friend who has been up here for the past week and a half is getting slightly annoyed. but thats ok. Actually, you guys

should read some of her fic too. Search for Damatya on the search thing. Please? and don't ferget to review!!!