Heya Guys!! Sorry about the lack of updating. I've been depressed because of the lack of reviewing for my latest fic: "Love's Forbidden Fruit". I'm really depressed because no one is reading it, or their just not reviewing it, and now I'm sad. So, if you know some one who is a fan of Harry Potter fics, let them know, PLEASE! I'm losing my mind, and I update faster when I'm happy. Thanks! Now, on with the fic. And oh, by the way, Thank you DJ for the lovely gifts you bestowed upon me and Yugi. We are thrilled to have them. ^_^ well, here we go!

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LAST TIME: Azar was out of breath from walking down the hallway, there was no way that she could manage attacking this boy with magic. Sighing deeply, Azar made her way back down the hall and to her bedroom. She needed to contact some one from her world.

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Azar slowly hobbled back up the hallway, and into the room Yugi had given to her. She shut and locked the door behind her, and sighed deeply. Walking was taking more energy then she thought it would, and she needed all of the energy she could muster. Contacting Terasil, her home land, would be hard and she was weakened from her brush with the Seeking Ones. Moving over to her bed, she picked up the hand mirror she had discovered, and sat on the cushy surface of the bed.

Azar placed her left hand over the shining surface of the hand mirror, and closed her eyes in fierce concentration. The mirror that once held the expression of concentration on Azar's nicely tanned face, now held the image of another woman, but her face was slightly warped from a poor connection.

"Azar?" Came the woman's soft yet panicky voice. "Azar? Is that you? Please gods say that's you."

A woman with a shock of short, curly white hair, and chocolate brown eyes was staring out of the mirror at Azar. Her skin was a deep tan color, and was also rather wrinkled. She seemed to be in her mid 60's.

"Relax violet it's me." Azar said in a slightly strained voice. The effort it took to keep the link between Terasil and Earth open, was draining Azar of energy, she didn't think she had. "Tell me, what has happened in Terasil since my departure?"

Violet seemed to be very worried and tired. Violet could see the deep gash on Azar's now bandage free face and neck, and it was starting to worry her. "Azar, what happened to you? You seem tired, and I can see a cut on your neck. Please, tell me what happened."

She would be unable to get any information out of Violet, until she answered her question. "Alright Violet. I was attacked by one of the Seeking Ones."

Azar heard a sharp intake of breath from the mirror. "What?!" Came Violets terrified shriek. "You were attacked?! Are you alright? I was wondering why you seemed so tired, please, tell me, are you ok? I will need to inform the King and Queen."

Azar sighed deeply. "Yes I am fine. I was attacked and left to die in an alleyway, but I was discovered by a boy, and he I am staying here until I am back on my feet again. When I am ok again, I will come back home. Alright Violet? Tell my parents that I'll be home soon, alright? I fixed what I could of my wounds last night when the boy who saved me left, but I couldn't fix my arm, or the more serious gashes, but I'm a bit better then I was."

Violet took a deep breath, "Princess Azar. I cannot say that I agree with this but if you are sure you will be safe there, I will inform the King and Queen of your whereabouts."

Azar smiled at her old nursemaid. "Thank you Violet. I'm…sorry but…I…I'm getting tired…"

Violet suddenly looked stern. "Now Princess, go to sleep now. You must get well soon, you are the only one who can save our people, and this world. And by the way, have you had a chance to find him? The Foreign Helper, have you found him?"

Azar looked wearily at her old nurse maid. "No Violet. I haven't…. had a chance to… find him yet. I….I'm sorry. I ca….can't hold…the…connection. Bye…Vi…Violet." With those last words, Azar lost her concentration, and let her head hit the pillow.

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Yugi was on his way home from his run around Domino Park, and just got to the door, when a sudden realization hit him. He had just left Azar home alone with a hung over Yami. What if Yami woke up? What would he do if he found Azar? Yugi had been out longer then her had intended. He had left at 7:30 A.M. and it was now nearing 10. If Yami woke up, it was impossible to say what he would do. With a burst of speed, Yugi headed home at a sprint.

Yugi reached the Turtle Game Shop in under 5 minutes, and he burst into the house. He quickly ran upstairs and down the hallway, to Yami's room. He poked his head around the door, and saw Yami, still asleep in his bed. Letting out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding, Yugi headed over to Azar's bedroom and quietly opened the door. Azar was lying down on her bed, with her long auburn locks spread out underneath her head, and her jade eyes hidden underneath her eyelids. She was really beautiful.

Suddenly Azar's lids shot open, and she was staring at Yugi. Yugi froze, and started mumbling incoherently. "I…uh…I um…was just…that is…I…" Yugi stopped his disjointed rambling, when Azar began to laugh. "Yugi, relax. I was just waking up anyway. So, did you…just get I..I..in?" Azar stuttered out between yawns.

"Yes," Yugi said quietly. "Sorry, I just came in to see how you were doing. Um…Are you ok?"

"I'm fine thanks. So, when are we going out?" Azar asked hesitantly, in case he didn't want to go out anymore.

"Oh, yes, well, um…I need to shower and get changed so, how about in an hour? Does that sound ok?" Yugi asked her gently.

Azar grinned warmly at him. "Sounds great. But…um…" She didn't exactly know how to put this request.

"What?" Yugi asked her. "Is there something wrong?"

Azar was touched by Yugi's kindness. No one who was a stranger was ever this concerned about her, unless they knew she was a princess. She smiled at his alarm, and said, "Well, I need clothes. My are, well, bloody."

Yugi felt extremely idiotic. 'Way to go dumb ass.' Yugi scolded himself. 'Way to look intelligent. ' "That's right. Jeez, I'm sorry. Hang on, let me go get you something to wear." Yugi said embarrassedly. Scuffling quickly out of the door, Yugi went into his room and grabbed a white t-shirt, and a pair of jeans. Re-entering Azar's room, he handed her the clothes, and quickly muttered that he was going to take a shower.

When Yugi had shuffled out of the room, Azar removed her blood stained clothes, and changed into the ones Yugi had handed her. "Wow." Azar mused to herself. "These things are huge." Yugi's clothes were at least two sizes to big for her, and she needed to roll the bottom of the jeans three times before she could see her feet. Azar was beginning to giggle when she saw herself in the mirror.

She was a small girl, only about 5'0, and she was wearing clothes that were three sizes to big for her, and she also had a broken arm. Oh how ridiculous she looked. Azar carefully lay back down on the bed, and closed her eyes. She had about half an hour before Yugi would come back in. She sighed contentedly, and slept for the next 20 minutes.

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Yugi was fully clothed and was towel drying his hair, when he walked into Azar's room. She was sitting on her bed and was looking out the window, in an odd sort of daze. She appeared to be in her own little world. "Umm, Azar?" Yugi said hesitantly. Are you alright? Are you listening?"

Azar was suddenly jerked from her thoughts, and turned to see Yugi smiling down at her. "Sorry, Yugi." Azar said apologetically. I'm here. So, I'm assuming that the first stop we make will be the hospital?"

"How did you guess?" Yugi asked in mock puzzlement. Azar laughed at his light-heartedness, wishing she could be so care-free.

"Alright, let's go. My arm is killing me."

Yugi grinned at the black humor, and led Azar out of the room.

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"Well young man. You should be very proud of yourself. You have just saved this young woman's life. Had she been left in the alley for any longer, she would have died. And the first aid you performed is outstanding. For an on the spot job, you did a fantastic job. I suggest a career in doctoring for you." The doctor told Yugi.

"Thank you sir, but will she be alright? Her arm I mean?" Yugi asked anxiously. He had been very concerned about Azar's arm, but there was very little that he could do about it, and all he had the other night was a two year old splint.

The doctor smiled at his concern. "Yes, she will be fine. There was only one break, but she will be in a cast for a few weeks. Just don't let her move her arm too much, but keep the rest of her body active. The exercise will help her heal faster." The doctor said in a serious tone. "Now, get out of here and have some fun." Yugi smiled at the kindly doctor, and went into the next room to collect Azar.

Yugi and Azar left the hospital, and they made their way towards the park. "I think you could use a breather." Yugi said matter-of-factly, as they sat down on a park bench 5 minutes later.

"It's a good thing you're observant." Azar said, completely out of breath. Her left arm was in a sling and cast, and she seemed completely winded from the short walk around the park. Azar was completely exhausted.

"Well, why don't I get you back home then. You look like you could use some lunch and a nap." Yugi told her laughingly.

Azar nodded her consent, and took Yugi's arm. Azar couldn't help but notice the hard muscles that were flexing underneath her fingers. She looked up at Yugi, and noticed just how hot he really was. His eye's were like violet crystals, his skin was very tan from endless hours out in the sun, and he was kind to top it all off. This combination was very rare in the male species, Azar knew, in her world or another.

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The sun was beating down on the two teens as they entered the Turtle Game Shop, and they were laughing to the point of falling over as the door closed. "I would never have guessed." Said Azar between bouts of hysterical laughter. "Who would have thought that you would be a cookie thief at the age of four."

Yugi grinned down at her. "Hey, what can I say, I was a cookie hungry little kid." Yugi lead Azar into the living room, and they sat down on the couch. "So," Yugi said. "Now that you know a childhood story of mine, how about one of yours. You haven't said anything about yourself all day." Yugi vaguely registered a worried expression go fleeting across her face before a loud grunting noise came from the doorway. Standing in the doorframe was a hung over, and very irritated Yami.

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A/N: Well, how did you guys like that?? I hope you did. That took me a hell of a long time to write. ^_^ Well, read and review. I hope you like, and PLEASE review. ^_^