This didn't take very long to write, and I just want to get it posted. This story is moving on to some major Yugi angst, but I am probably going to opt for a happy ending to this fic. Please tell me if you think I should make it shonen-ai, and if so which pairing (YamixYugi or JouxYugi, or a bit of both).

I'm still doing flashback chapters, because I doubt for one minute that normal happy little Yugi would try to kill himself, so it's taking a while for him to build up to that. Please bare with me, okay? Thank you again to everyone who reviews.

~*~Angels Fall First~*~

Yugi followed Jou and Yami down the hallway, the soft padding of their footsteps was the only sound made. The silence was making Yugi a little uncomfortable; as he couldn't tell what the other two boys were thinking. They both looked a little relieved, probably because he was agreeing to eat something. Even though he wasn't hungry.

Yugi sat at the kitchen table as the two taller boys began to make something worth eating; neither were exactly culinary chefs, but Jou could dial for a pizza faster than anyone he knew. While Jou ordered the pizza Yami sat down opposite his hikari, staring him in the eyes.

"Yugi…you know you can talk to me about anything, right? And Jou too, there are so many people here for you. Jiichan may well get better, but even if he does there will probably be lasting damage and we will have to take on extra responsibilities."

"I know Yami, I know. We'll be okay though, we always are."

"I was more worried about you-"

"You don't need to worry about me, Yami."

"But I do! Yugi I have to worry about you because you don't. You never think of yourself, its okay to take a break sometimes Yugi, to talk to other people and tell them your troubles."

"I…don't know, maybe Yami. Just not right now, okay?"

Yami looked into Yugi's eyes, hoping to see some kind of emotion, but they were blank. He would just have to trust his hikari. Placing a hand on Yugi's hand, Yami smiled slightly, and though Yugi tried to smile back he didn't have the energy.

"Let's go see where our food is, we made the ultimate mistake of letting Jounouchi choose the topping. We'll be lucky if it's edible!"

Yugi nodded and pulled his tired body up from the chair, his muscles aching in protest. Yami took his hand and pulled him through to the sitting room where Jou had been waiting for their discussion to end. Yugi blushed slightly at the touch from his darker half but shrugged it off; his mind was too tired to concentrate on walking and thinking simultaneously.

Yami helped him sit down on the couch, next to Jou, sitting down himself in front of the tenshi. Jou found himself playing with the golden bangs as Yugi closed his eyes, leaning back on the sofa. His surroundings melted and he found his mind drifting off into darkness…

He caught glimpses of consciousness when he dimply heard knocking on wood, and felt the warmth besides him disappear for a while then return. He heard snippets of conversation that were in hushed whispers, they appeared to be debating something. His sleep-clouded mind told him to go back to sleep, something he was more than willing to do. But a soft tug on his arm, and the sound of his name changed his mind.

Yami smiled as Yugi's eyes fluttered open to reveal the amethyst orbs, dulled slightly through sleep and exhaustion. He stroked the smaller boy's cheek and informed him that the pizza had arrived.

Yugi sat up and almost fell back down again had it not been for Jou catching him and propping him up with pillows helpfully supplied by Yami. Yugi nodded his thanks and was dimply aware of the double cheese pizza before him, there was nothing but cheese and a few slices of tomato on half of it, while the rest had every other topping available piled on.

Yugi felt slightly sick at what was obviously Jou's share, and was thankful that the blonde had chosen plain and simple stuff for him. He reached out and grabbed a slice, watching the melting cheese form strings. Yami was watching him closely, until Jou kicked him. Obviously the two had been discussing him while he had been asleep.

Yami also ate from the cheese-only side, grimacing at the unidentifiable 'things' in Jou's slice. The meal took quite a while, Yugi ate slowly, and only the one slice. Nobody said anything, and the meal was anything but relaxed.

Yugi broke the tension by excusing himself to go to the bathroom. Yami looked up at Jou, who shook his head, silent words were exchanged between them, and they decided he needed a little time alone.

Yugi stood in the bathroom, having just flushed his dinner down the toilet. He hadn't wanted to; and he was terrified over what had just happened. He felt as though he had lost control of his emotions, and had felt nauseous, and then rushed to the bathroom and…

Yami was going to be disappointed. It was worse than being mad, Yami was never mad at him. He would stare into his eyes, with a pained expression that made you want to be swallowed up by the floor, but had never yelled once. He hated disappointing people, more than anything. And he knew that Yami was under enough pressure as it was.

He looked into the mirror at his reflection, gods he looked awful. He studied the pale skin and the deep purple bags under his eyes. He was visibly thinner due to worrying himself sick and not eating.

He felt hot tears prickle at his eyes, and soon he could hold them back no longer. He was on the tiled floor, tears trailing down his cheeks, unconsciously his hand had gripped at his arm, and he was digging his nails into the soft flesh of his arm. Only when he pulled his hand away did he see the red marks, and they served to intensify his pain.

Suddenly the marks were not enough; his nails were fairly long but could do no real damage. Standing up he fought with the medicine cabinet above the sink, pulling bottles and plasters out of the way until he found his Holy Grail; Yami's razor. Pulling the device apart carefully, he unclipped the blade, catching it before it fell to the ground.

He looked at it; the metal shining in his shaky grasp scared him, and he began to doubt his actions. He tentatively placed a finger to the razors edge, and pulled it back quickly. A tiny cut opened up, not a single drop of blood was spilled. Taking a deep breath he shook his head and tried to put the razor back together again, holding the blade in one hand.

There was a knock at the bathroom door, and Yugi jumped, completely forgetting that the door was locked at thus, he and his addiction were safe. Startled, Yugi instinctively gripped onto the blade tightly, and had to stifle a gasp of pain as he felt the cool metal embed into his hand. A warm liquid dripped down his hand as he stared at the door.

"Yug, you okay in there? Have we done something wrong buddy?"

"No, no, Jounouchi-kun, I'm fine. I'll be out in a second, okay?"

"Okay…If you're sure…"

The sounds of two sets of footsteps could be heard walking down the stairs, and Yami's worried voice asking frantic questions. Yugi let out a breath and surveyed the damage to his hand; it wasn't that bad, actually. He picked the razor out of his hand, wincing slightly and cleaned it under the tap. The cool water stung his wound and he winced again.

Fixing the razor, he set to work on his hand. A plaster and length of bandage later, the wound was cleaned and dressed. Yugi unlocked the door with his good hand and made a break for his bedroom, hoping to avoid confrontation with the two other boys, and hopefully ensuring that no questions were asked over the state of his hand.

So it came as a bit of a shock when Yugi opened his bedroom door to see Yami and Jou sitting on his bed, apparently waiting for him.

"We need to talk…"

"Yami? I don't know what about. Everything's fine…"

"No it's not. Please, Yugi, stop pretending that everything is fine. Ra, look at yourself! Yugi, please, come here and sit down."

"No, I…I don't want to…"

"Yugi, come here now. I'm saying it again-"

"I can't…no…Yami…"

Yugi, confused, ran out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Yami looked helplessly to Jou who had remained silent throughout the whole 'conversation'. Jou noticed the helpless look on Yami's face, he looked defeated.

"Yami, man, its okay. You did your best; Yugi just needs a little more time, yeah? Lets get out of his room; so that he can come and get a decent nights sleep then maybe he'll be ready to talk in the morning."

Yami just nodded, too tired and emotionally drained to even contemplate answering. However he was scared when the front door banged open, and closed just as quickly.

"Yugi…"

~*~To be Continued~*~

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