a/n: I don't like this chapter. Just so you know, it wasn't really what I expected to write, sooooo, sorry about that!

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Yugi was working on his computer while Kitty slept. He was writing his history essay that was due next week. He sighed as he rested his forehead in his hands, trying to think of something else to write.

Yami was looking over his shoulder in spirit form, reading as Yugi typed.

"Yami, that's very disconcerting," Yugi said, looking at the spirit.

Yami chuckled. "I'm sorry." He walked over where Kitty lay and looked at her. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she looked slightly rigid.

"Is she okay?" Yugi asked, coming up beside him.

"She will be once we think of something."

Katrina rolled her head quickly to the other side and Yugi touched her hand in sympathy. Suddenly, she cried out and ripped her hand away from him. She was breathing heavily and she was tossing back and forth.

Yugi tried to grab her shoulders to wake her up, but she kept hitting him away and struggling against him.

"Kitty!" he cried.

"Yugi, let me," Yami said, taking over.

He managed to take hold of her shoulders and pull her into a sitting position. "Katrina," he said, gently shaking her. She was struggling against him and screaming for him to go away.

"Katrina!" Yami said, shaking her harder.

She squeezed her eyes shut harder and put her hands over her ears.

"No, no, no," she moaned, shaking. She finally opened her eyes and looked at him.

"It's all right," he said, sitting down on the bed and pulling her into a hug. She buried her face in his chest and cried. His heart pained for her as he held her tightly.

They sat there for a few minutes, Yami gently stroking her hair. Finally, she pulled away and looked at him. She wiped away her tears and leaned against the headboard, wrapping her arms around her waist.

"How long have I been asleep?" she asked softly.

"A few hours. You needed it," Yami replied. "Here, take these. It'll help reduce the pain in your knee." He handed her two pills and a glass of water.

She smiled graciously and took them. "I feel really stupid," she said, staring at the water.

He took it from her, making her look at him. "Don't," he said. "You'll be all right."

"How do you know? How do you know the moment I get home, Dad won't just..." she faltered, unable to get the last words out.

"Because he doesn't know you're gone. You're staying here for the night. Your mother said she would be able to keep him unaware for that long. I'll walk you home after school."

Kitty put a hand over her mouth. "Mom is so stupid! If she gets in his way too much, he'll do the same to her as he does to me! I can't let him do that! He'd... he'd kill her!" she cried. She tried to get up, but he pulled her back.

"She'll be fine. And so will you," he said.

Kitty gave him a small smile and leaned against the headboard again. "So now what?" she asked quietly.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

She nodded slightly. "A little."

"I'll get something for you to eat," he said. He left the room and she watched him close the door behind him.

- Why can I still feel it? It still hurts, even though it happened years ago! Why did this happen to me? What did I ever do to deserve this? -

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a/n: Sorry for the short chapter, but the next one is where I know what I want to write. So, the next one should be longer. It'll start at school I think... well, we'll see. Review and I'll post!