SilverD: Kayoay, erehay siay hetay extnay haptercay.

DWyrm: What?

SilverD: Iay maay peakingsay niay igpay atinlay.

DWyrm: That is getting annoying. 

SilverD: Iay nowkay.

DWyrm: Stop it!

SilverD: Akemay emay.

DWyrm: I am warning you.

SilverD: Ouyay ancay oday othingnay.

DWyrm: That is it! *Breathes fire at SilverD*

SilverD: *dodges* Ouyay Issedmay.

DWyrm: AHHHH!!!!!

Otesnay: Onay ewnay nesoay odaytay.

Isclaimerday: Eway oday otnay wnoay YGOay.

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Ch.4: Salvation

            Sunlight slowly began to filter through the single frost covered window.  I sat curled up in a ball in one of the stalls of the bathroom.  Footsteps echoed into the room; I heard someone mumbling.  "I told everybody to turn off the lights when they were done."

            It was Mr. Izumi, I could tell by his shoes.  I stood up and exited the stall, startling the caretaker as he was leaving the bathroom.  "Oh, good morning Marc, I didn't see you there.  Dear god!  What happened to you?"

            I sniffed, wiping my nose on some toilet paper.  I winced as I rubbed the raw bruises.  "Oh, the usual."

            The kindly man bent over to assess the damage, making tsk sounds every few seconds.  He looked at the cuts in my forehead.  "You'll need stitches for those," said Mr. Izumi, pointing at the eye. 

            "Yeah, I know."

            "Come on, I'll drive you down to the hospital."

            I sighed.  "Just like old times, huh Mr. Izumi."

            "Just get in the car.  I have some explaining to do."

            A few minutes passed as I waited in Mr. Izumi's tiny sedan.  I knew somewhere inside, the caretaker was lecturing the gang about mistreating individuals; I knew they were not listening either.  Finally, we got under way.  We arrived at Domino General and proceeded into the ER.  I sat in the waiting room while Mr. Izumi went to register me.  Looking around the room, a group of teens caught my eye.  They seemed very animated about something over by a table.  I got up and went over to them, peeking between bodies to get a look at what was going on.  Sitting at the table were two boys playing Duel Monsters.  One was very short with spiky three-colored hair and the other was thin, blonde and had an ice pack strapped to the side of his head.  It appeared that the duel was almost over; the small teen had destroyed all of the hurt one's monsters and facedown cards and was delivering the finishing blow.  "I attack with the Dark Magician," said the teen with spikes.  "That brings you life points to zero.  I win Joey."

            The looser groaned; wincing as he accidentally joggled his bandaged head.  "Of course ya did Yug.  You always beat me.  Geeze, it's been an hour.  When are they gonna see me?" complained Joey.

            One of the watchers noticed me standing beside him.  "Oh, hi.  Who are you?"

            I craned my neck back to see who spoke.  "Sorry, I'm, uh…I'm Renzo, Renzo Kane."

            "Nice ta meet you.  I'm Tristan and this poor guy with the ice is Joey, my best bud."

            "Hello.  What're you in for?"

            "It's a long story," said Joey, grinning sheepishly.  "Let's just say never try to ride a shopping cart down a steep road covered in ice."

            "My name is Yugi," said the short teen, holding his hand out to me.

            I reluctantly shook it.  "Wow, I didn't know there where other vertically challenged teens in Domino."

            "Well, welcome to the club," said Yugi.  The others around the table laughed.

            Those that had not introduced themselves had Yugi do it for them.  Soon we were all seated around the small table.  I was between Yugi and the only girl, Tea; beside her was a white haired boy named Ryou, beside him was Tristan, then Joey next to Yugi, then me again, in a circle.  Tea popped the question that must have been on everyone's mind.  "So Renzo, why are you here?"

            "Yeah, I'm sure you didn't come for the services," joked Joey, still waiting for his turn.

            "Well," I said, a bit hesitant at first, "I was beat up by some bullies at the orphanage."

            "You're homeless?" asked Yugi, suddenly concerned for his new friend.

            "Yeah, I've been since my parents died when I was ten."

            "Oh.  I don't have any parents either.  I live with my grandpa."

            "At least you have family to stay with."

            Yugi was about to reply when a nurse came up to the table.  "Joey Wheeler, the doctor will see you now."

            "Finally," said the blonde, slowly standing from the chair. "I'll catch ya later guys."

            "See ya Joey."

            "Get well soon!"

            Joey limped off after the nurse, disappearing into the examination room.  The remainder returned to their chatter.  "So Renzo, do you play Duel Monsters?" asked Yugi.

            "Well, I used to have a deck, but it got stolen a while ago."

            "Yugi's grandpa owns a game shop.  He could set you up with a basic deck easy," said Tristan.

            "That's nice of you, but I don't have much money."

            "He's really nice," said Tea`, "I'm sure he could work something out."

            "Thanks," said Marc, turning to look at Mr. Izumi as he came up behind him. 

            "Come on, let's get you patched up," said the caretaker, shepherding me towards he examination rooms.

            "Bye guys," I said to my new friends.

            "Feel better soon," replied Tea`.

            A nurse followed me into the small room and had me sit on the examination table.  Then she grilled on how I got the wound and so on and so forth.  The doctor came in and stitched me up, also giving me some medicine for the pain and possible infections.  As I exited the room, thanking the doctor and nurse, I noticed Mr. Izumi talking with a short, spiky-haired old man by the door.  When he saw I was done, he said goodbye and went outside to his car.  I followed him out, and we drove back to the orphanage.  

            On the way, Mr. Izumi tried to make conversation.  "So Marc, I see you met some kids your age at the clinic," he said, keeping his eyes on the road.

            "Uh huh," I mumbled, watching the buildings pass by us.

            "Well, one of them is the grandson of a good friend of mine, a Solomon Muto."

            "Yugi's grandpa?"

            "Yes.  While you were with the doctor, Yugi told Mr. Muto about your current situation."

            "So?"

            "So Mr. Muto asked me if you could come stay with him, at least until we found a more permanent place for you."

            I whirled around in my seat and stared at one of the only people in the world that cared about me, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes.  "Wha—What did you say?"

            "You won't be staying at the orphanage anymore.  I've found you a real home."

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SilverD: Ayyay, eway inishedfay notheraay haptercay!

DWyrm: Please stop!  I am the one who is supposed to torment YOU!

SilverD: Hah, hah, hah! Tiay siay aybackpay imetay!

DWyrm: Make him stop!  Please make him stop!

SilverD: Mu hah hah hah hah!

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