I Apologize. Both for taking so long to update, and updating with such an....interesting chapter. But, I'll try to be mucgh quicker next time .

Note: Both Yugi and Anzu's first language is Japanese, when they speak English, it isn't going to be perfect.

It had been too long Yugi thought glumly as he stared out the train window. Anzu had left for New York the day after her recital, without telling anyone or saying goodbye. That had been over a year ago. Many things had change, now, many of his friends were around 19, and they were drifting apart, finding new places to be, but none of them forgot each other, except Anzu. A few postcards to say she was well and regular birthday cards as well as a small present, that was all anyone had received from her. He himself had never heard from her. But, about a month ago, she had missed both Mai and Shizuka's birthday, no one had heard from her since. Eager to see her again, Yugi had begged his grandfather to let him go and find her.

He started his search in his own town. Anzu's parents, knowing that she may have good reasons for breaking contact, had not given Yugi any information on her whereabouts. All he had to go on was the school were she had been accepted, so he had flown here to search more.

So here he was, on a train taking him from the airport to the school. Hopefully, that would give a good lead as to where to find her.


When he reached the tall building that had a sign outside that said: 'Julliard School of Dance, for those who are truly great!', He couldn't help but feel a little nervous, after months of not apologizing or patching things up, he would see her again!

Yugi walked up to the front desk and asked to see Anzu Mazaki. The receptionist looked through her files.

"I'm sorry young man, but Ms. Mazaki left the school about a month ago, due to medical problems." Yugi was shocked. What had happened? Was this why she had stopped writing?

"Do you have an....address I would reach her at? I'd like to find her!" The woman behind the desk took a good look at this young man. He seemed honest enough, but with people in New York, you could never be sure. He also was obviously not English, he spoke like Anzu had when she fist arrived, with the same accent and trouble with words.

"I'm sorry, but unless you have proof that you know Ms. Mazaki personally, I cannot give you such information." She spoke slowly, as she had with Anzu, making sure he understood every word. Yugi sighed, he had some things, but would it be enough? He handed the woman the postcards that Anzu had sent his friends, as well as some photos of them together, taken just weeks before she had left.

"I Anzu's friend, in Domino, Japan, where we lived. She didn't send anything for a friend birthday. I am worried and came. I hoped that I could find her." She looked at him critically.

"Seems an awful long way to come, just to check up on an old friend." Yugi blushed. The receptions seemed to change from looking serious, too a normal teenage girl. With her attitude, Yugi could almost imagine that it was Anzu, albeit with sparkly nail paint and bubblegum. "Well, luckily for you, I knew Anzu while she was here. I'm Sarah Dubeau. What was your name?"

"Yugi, Mutoh Yugi." Sarah scrunched up her face.

"I don't remember her telling me about any Yugi, but, she does have this picture, and you do look like the boy in here...do mind if I ask a few questions? I need to be really sure." Yugi nodded. "Great! Anzu's parents names and occupations?"

"Keiko and Yohmei Mazaki, her mother stay home, but her father is a business manager." Sarah smiled,

"Right! Unfortunately, that's something that anyone could figure out. Uh....ok, I know! She mentioned one of her friends...Joshi...no...Jou...something or other, I don't remember exactly what his name was, played a game an awful lot, what was it?"

"Jounouchi? Katsuya Jounouchi? He plays Duel Monsters, the card game."

"Yeah! That's the name! Anyway, I guess you know her, so I'll give you the address. Do you need anything else?"

"Could you tell me why she left?" Yugi asked, hopefully, but Sarah was already shaking her head.

"Sorry but that is confidential and classified, even if you do know her." She stuck her tongue out in annoyance. "Sorry, I don't usually use long words." She handed him a slip of paper with the address written neatly on it. "Here you go! Good luck!" Yugi thanked her, and left to try and get a taxi.


"What kind of city is this?!? I can't believe that Anzu would want to live here off all places!" He had been walking for a long time, totally lost. He couldn't yell loud enough to get anyone's attention, all the taxi's were busy, and the one time he did manage to flag one down, someone had immediately pushed him aside. Plus, the city was littered and dirty. People who had lost their homes were everywhere on the streets. He hoped he wouldn't be one of them. He hadn't booked anywhere to sleep that night, counting on finding Anzu, and accommodations, at the school.

Finally, he managed to get a taxi flagged down. Showing the driver the address and that he had enough money to pay, he settled down. However, not for long. Once the cab got into the street, Yugi spent most of the ride trying to hold onto something, wondering how these people got their drivers license. Finally reaching the apartment building he needed, Yugi thanked the driver, and paid him. Frankly, Yugi would have paid the driver just let him off somewhere and give directions, just to be out of that car. His stomach still felt queasy from sharp turns and his head still hurt from all the yelling that had gone on.

Walking up the stairs, he wondered if Anzu would even be in. He certainly hoped sp, having made no other accommodations When he reached the correct floor and apartment, he took a deep breath and knocked. There was no answer. No noise or call. Sighing Yugi was about to walk away, when a felt a twinge of emotion. He couldn't give up this easily! He had a promise to keep, actually a number of them. Turning back around, he knocked again, still receiving no answer. Then, he tried the door. By great good luck, it was open. Poking his head in, ready to pull back in case of flying objects.

"Anzu...?" There was no answer, so he slipped in, closing the door behind him. Letting his eyes adjust to the shadows, he saw that the apartment was really small. From where he was currently standing, he could see a tiny washroom, a kitchen big enough for one person, a general room, and a door that presumably lead to a bedroom. But, Anzu was not visible. He called out one more time. "Anzu?" Again, there was no answer. He decided to check the bedroom, just incase she was asleep.

Slowly, he opened the door, and sure enough, there was Anzu, sprawled out on asmall futon. Apparently, she hadn't gotten used to Western beds, and opted for a futon instead. Smiling, Yugi closed the door behind, and knelt beside her. She hadn't changed much, unlike him. A flash of sadness crossed his face as he thought about how much exactly had changed, but quickly shook his head to rid himself of such depressing thoughts. His hand to brush her check, but she stirred at the contact. He backed up, giving her room to wake up.

"Hnnn...." Anzu stretched out, then turned to see him. Confusing was the look on her face. She didn't seem at all surprised to see him. "Great...." She murmured, "Another side effect." She closed her eyes, then opened them again "It's still here...?" Yugi stuttered, she didn't sound like Anzu's bubbly nature, but flat and depressed.

"Y..yes....I came to see you, we were worried." Mumbling something that sounded suspiciously like 'yeah right...' Anzu turned away.

"Just another illusion, don't even look Anzu, it'll go away soon enough...." Now thoroughly confused, Yugi gently placed his hand on her arm. Startled, Anzu turned to face him.

"Anzu, I'm real." Her eyes widened

"No...you can't be....I left you, both of you! You can't just appear again! Not now!" Yugi's face switched again to pain, both from her phrasing and that she refused to believe him.

"I'm here. By myself. There is no other me anymore."