Deana's problem ch3 A/n: Like I said, Mr. Disclaimer is on ch1. Why would I claim them now? I am going to start this chapter now even though my eye hurts... I think when I was skating earlier I had an allergic reaction to some dog I passed by. Anyway, still no reviews, no one has probably read this, but I shall write. This is my first fic, incase I forgot to put that somewhere... I hope you enjoy!

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Deana's POV-- 'I don't know how well my teacher will take this; I'm figuring this means on Monday I have to tell him. I don't want to, but soon enough everyone will know. Even after all of what's happened, I don't really want anyone to feel sorry for me. Pity is wasted on me.' I thought slowly, it almost sounded poetic. Just then, in front of Yugi and his Grandpa, I started to cry. I didn't want to cry, but I did. The tears wouldn't stop flowing, I kind of wanted a hug, but no one did. Yugi wasn't going to, and his grandpa was on the phone.

I ran up and into the bathroom, and just stared at myself in the mirror crying, I looked pitiful. Eventually, Yugi's grandfather came in and helped me feel better. He set me up on the couch and told me I'd be going to a foster home in the morning. I looked shocked, I was sure of this, I hoped the family would be better then the Johnson's.

Normal POV— The next morning Deana woke up to a funny smell. 'Breakfast? But I'm supposed to make...' Deana opened her eyes and remembered what had happened the night before. 'I'm at Yugi's house, that's right.'

She walked into the kitchen, Yugi's Grandpa was fixing breakfast, and Yugi was sitting at the table. Yugi looked up and noticed her and motioned for her to come sit next to him.

She sat down and adults with their all-knowing powers, Yugi's grandfather greeted her without turning around, "Hello Deana. Did you sleep well? The family should be here in a while to pick you up; you should have something to eat though before they get here." And with that said, handed Deana a plate of eggs and bacon ((a/n: surprise, surprise... lol.)).

They all ate, and they heard someone enter the shop, which wasn't open yet so they figured it was the family. The three of them walked out and to all of their surprise, there standing was ((a/n: ......... who could it be? Okay, fine I'll tell you.)) Yami.

Yugi stepped forward, "Yami? Is that you?"

"Hello Yugi, is that Deana?" Yami

Deana looked around, and then at the man she figured was named 'Yami'. No one else was here, so obviously he was talking about her. "Um... Hi?"

She looked him over; he looked just like Yugi, Except for minor differences in their hair and the fact that this man appeared slightly older, maybe 20 at most. Deana almost fell over when he stuck out his hand and took hers and they shook ((is that a word?)) hands, "Hello, I'm Yami. I'm guessing you're Deana then?"

She looked down at the floor, "Yes sir."

"Yami, when did you decide to raise kids?" Yugi looked suspiciously at Yami.

"I feel sorry for the kids, okay?" Yami turned to Deana, "Do you want to come to my house to stay for a while?" He asked her as if she were a little kid.

"..." Deana said nothing, just stared at the floor.

"What happened to her?" Yami asked quietly to Yugi.

Yugi put his mouth to Yami's ear so he could whisper quietly, "She was abused by her previous parents, and I don't think she trusts you."

Yami stared at the girl, he noticed that her clothes looked tight and she looked thin. He turned back to Yugi, "Does she eat at all?"

"Lunch. Her parent's didn't let her eat much from what I could tell." Yugi Yami turned back to Deana and took her hand. She looked up from the nervous floor stare position to look at him. "Are we going now?" She asked with a slightly nervous voice.

Yami nodded and Deana said goodbye to Yugi and his grandpa. They walked out to the car Yami had come here in and got in. ((uh, oh. Yami's driving...)) They soon arrived at a fairly normal looking house and walked inside. Deana looked around, it looked lived in, but it was apparent that he was the only one here. It had two stories, and she followed him up the staircase and into the upstairs hallway.

Yami pointed to a door, "That is my room," He pointed to a door opposite of it, "That is your room," And one last door, "And that is the bathroom. Do you want to look around?" Yami seemed almost as nervous as she was right now.

Deana opened the door Yami had said was her room and looked in. It was fairly big, had a bed and a dresser, even a closet. There was a small bookshelf too. "I get this?" Deana seemed surprised at it.

"Yes."

"Wow, I've never had my own room. I uh... used to sleep in the closet under the stairs." Deana was staring at the floor again.

"Oh. Well, do you want to see downstairs?" Yami asked, a bit of nervousness crackling in his voice.

Deana just nodded quickly and followed him downstairs through the living room, the kitchen, and in to the laundry room, each introduced as they passed by. "I don't have to do the entire laundry do I?" Deana asked.

"No, its ok, I'll do it." Yami said.

"And do I have to cook?" Deana.

"No. Not unless you want to." Yami.

She looked at him, "And I don't have to clean everything? I don't have to do the dishes?"

"Only what messes you make. I can do the dishes, if you don't want to." Yami said, he could she a smile peeking through her face.

"I don't have to water all of the plants by myself? And you won't punish me?" Deana

Yami laughed, "No, only if you want to. Of course I'm not going to punish you, you haven't done anything wrong."

Deana grinned, "Can we go watch TV? I never really got to before."

"I think there's something that needs to be done first." Yami said slowly, Deana's smile faded, "Those clothes look a little small. Do you want to go find something else to wear? We could go shopping; I need to pick up a few things anyway."

"Okay." She followed him back to the car and they went to a few stores and she got a few dresses and more shirts and pants. After that they went grocery shopping and brought home a lot of food and knickknacks galore. They got home a few hours later after they went out to eat for lunch.

When they walked inside Deana asked, "Do you have any paper and pencils, maybe some crayons too?" ((I do not own any brand name of any crayon he might have given her.))

"Sure." He gave her some paper and pencils and some coloring stuff too.

She went up into her room and started to draw something. It took about an hour, when Yami came upstairs to see what she was doing, she gave it to him. In mostly pencil and colored pencil, she had drawn a picture of Yami, it wasn't too bad either.

"Is this me?" Yami asked.

Deana nodded, "Do you like it?"

"Wow," he pulled a mirror out of the closet in her room and looked at himself, "It looks just like me."

Yami went downstairs and made dinner. This was going to be an interesting experience, he could tell that already.

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Well, that one might be a little short, but I wanted to go do something. ::pulls out video game from behind back:: There it is! Anyway, I updated sooner then I figured I would. Reviews motivate me, remember that.