I GOT REVIEWS!! I'M SO HAPPY!!! Muse: *sneeze* Authoress, Oh! I almost forgot! My muse feels better when I get reviews, so, the faster you review, the better my muse feels! Anyway, a note. In my previous chapter, Yugi said, "Oh, I'm sorry." She began. "Did they die?" Yugi's kind smile then turned into a look of great bitterness. "No, but I almost wish that they had." When I said that, I meant that he wished his parents were dead. Not Yami and his grandpa. Ok, now that cleared up, On with the story!
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Yugi's smile faded just slightly. "I don't live with my parents. I live with my grandpa, and my…uh, brother Yami." Azar looked immediately sorry, and understanding. "Oh, I'm sorry." She began. "Did they die?" Yugi's kind smile then turned into a look of great bitterness. "No, but I almost wish that they had."
WHAT LOVE CAN DO TO A PERSON
Yugi helped Azar slowly up the stairs, and into the spare bedroom. The room hadn't been used for quite some time, so Yugi needed to clear dust from tables, and move spare boxes from the room, but when he had finished about 10 minutes later, it looked quite homey, and actually inhabitable.
"Thank you Yugi." Azar said quietly. "I don't know how to thank you enough." Yugi smiled at her warmly, and said, "Please. Like I could turn you out on the streets when there is a murderer after you." Azar's tinkling laugh filled the room, and made Yugi feel like he slid into a warm bath. "Well," Yugi murmured. "I'll see you in the morning I guess." "Yeah, I guess." "Goodnight Azar." "Night Yugi." With that, Yugi left the room, and went down stairs, to muse over his own thoughts.
As Yugi padded down the steps, he thought of how lucky he was to have found Azar. 'If I hadn't come sooner, she might have died.' Yugi thought silently to himself. Then he started to recall why he had left the house in the first place. Yugi's small smile slid off his face, as he sat down on the couch, and put his face in his hands. What if he hadn't seen Azar lying there in the alley? He wouldn't have been sitting on his couch right now, that's for sure. Only God knows where he might have been. Yugi's exterior was calm, and serene looking, but inside he was screaming. It was a good thing that the link between Yugi and Yami was almost non-existent, or Yami would have a head ache from all of the emotions radiating off of Yugi. Before Yugi could delve into his emotions anymore, the front door opened with a squeak.
Yugi lifted his face from his hands, and looked over to the front door. It swung open to reveal a ruffled looking Yami, who looked as though he had just had the time of his life. Yugi didn't even bother to smile at his Yami. It would go unnoticed anyway, so why bother? "Hello Yami." Yugi muttered unenthusiastically. "Did you have a good time?" Yugi's voice was monotone, but it obviously gone unnoticed. Yami looked around as though curious as to who had spoken. "Oh Yugi. It was fine." Unperturbed by the terse response given, Yugi moved over to the tall teen, and said, "Sit down, I need to talk to you."
Yami looked shocked that Yugi had ordered him to do something, but he quickly hardened his face, and said, quite coldly, "Why?" Yugi had no patience for Yami's ignorance. "If you want to stand, then that's fine. But I need to talk to you all the same." Yami gave Yugi a half glare and said, "It's been a long night, and I want to go to bed, so make it quick." Yugi had grown all to accustomed with the harsh tones of his Yami, to be the slightest bit put off. "I found a girl in an alleyway