Disclaimer~ Still don't won Yu-Gi-Oh. Though I have been devising a plan into getting the rights...though all attempts have failed.

Me~ Whoo ho! Oh yea!

I~ What is your problem? -_-;

Myself~ She got reviews. And the .hack//SIGN collectors edition.

I~ Ahhhhh...ok.

Me~ And we have 2 people who won the contest!

I~ Wow people got the answers right. (shocked)

Myself~ Not really. She just lets the people who enter win not mater the answer.

Me~ Well onto the winners. Dragon Dreamer Yami Dragon won a date with Ryou and Blue Eyed Canadian Authoress won to. She never specified who she wanted a date with.

Bakura~ You said after I went on a date with the winner then I could go out with Ryou!

Me~ Change of plans. He is going out with Dragon Dreamer Yami Dragon.

Bakura~ Grrrrr...

Me~ Don't growl! (hits Bakura on the head with a lamp post)

Bakura~ @_@

Me~ That is better. Well onto the fic!

All~ Yay! (waving little flags)

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Run no More Chap 4~ New beginnings.

The ride home was silent. Jou didn't bother to use his seat belt, he really didn't want to make it worse then it already was. So he used his unbroken leg to support himself. When they got out of the limo Mokuba was already waiting for them.

"Good you decided to stay after all." Mokuba shouted jumping for joy.

"Only until pops is dealt with." Jou said moving towards the doors. Mokuba followed him talking about something that happened at school. Seto walked back to the limo to be taken to his work building.

"Do you want to see your room?" Mokuba asked.

"Why not." Jou sighed following Mokuba. Though he almost gave Seto's little brother a heart attack as he tried to make his way up the stairs.

"What in the world do you think you are doing!?" Mokuba screeched as Jou started to ascend the steps.

"I have done this before. It doesn't hurt." Jou said hoping it would reassure Mokuba. Well plan A failed miserably. Mokuba called over one of the security guards to bring Jou up the stairs.

"I have never felt so humiliated in my life." Jou thought as he was carried up the steps. The guard put him down and went back to his post.

"Now exactly how am I suppose to get up and down the steps?" Jou asked Mokuba.

"The elevator should be fixed my tomorrow. You can use that." Mokuba responded turning left.

"Why am I not surprised?" Jou thought sarcastically as he followed Mokuba down a few more hallways.

"Here it is." Mokuba opened the door letting Jou in. Jou was amazed at the size of the room. He could easily fit his house and then some. It was a plain pale blue room with a white trim.

"Decorate it any way you want." Mokuba said leaning against the doorframe.

"We are going to have to go back to my house though."

"What! Why?"

"I am going to need some more clothes and I want to get a few other things."

"Tell Seto. He will send some one to get them."

"They won't be able to find everything I need. I have a few hidden compartments in my room. Plus I know what I want to wear for the rest of the time I am here."

"Which would be?" Mokuba asked curiously.

"Nothing with a dog on it." Jou responded showing some hate to what Seto kept calling him.

"Well then some one is going with you." Jou sighed finally giving into Mokuba's request. With Mokuba you can never win.

"Well I am going to leave you alone for now. Seto should be home in an hour or so." Mokuba informed him before leaving to his room or another place in this castle. Jou silently closed the door and collapsed on his bed in tears. It was the first time he had been able to freely cry. His father would have beaten him some more because of all the racket he was making. Jou ran his fingers though his hair and down the back of his neck. When he looked at his fingers they where covered in a thick warm crimson liquid.

"Better go change the bandage." Jou thought as he scanned the room for another door.

"Just as I thought." He picked up his backpack and crutches hobbling towards the bathroom. It was exquisite to him. The bathroom had white tiles with intricate gold designs covering it. The tub was large and could easily fit more then one person. It had the same tiles covering it. The counter was made of genuine green and white marble with light stained oak cabinets.

"Must be nice to have enough money to make your guest rooms bathroom this nice." Jou thought as he looked around a bit more. After looking at all the cool things, Jou decided it was time to change his bandage. He undid the gaws wrapped around his neck and threw them in the sink. They where completely saturated in blood. Jou quickly wrapped some clean gaws around his neck and threw the old ones away. After washing out the sink he went back into the room and fell back down onto the bed.

"What to do? I can't go downstairs of Mokuba is going to have a fit and I didn't know about this a head of time so I couldn't bring most of my stuff." Jou thought to himself as he pulled out a plastic bag that contained his dueling deck.

"Thankfully I carry my deck around with me all the time or pops would have already ripped it up." He fingered through his deck. As he put the rest on the cards in the bag the copycat card gave him a paper cut.

"Grrrr." Jou thought as he popped his finger in his mouth trying to stop the pain. He quickly noticed that it tasted funny and had an odd smell to it.

"Yep he is fine Seto. So far he has been staying in his room." Mokuba said over the phone.

"Ok. Yami would kill me if I don't check up on him." Seto responded typing a few more things into his laptop.

"You just better make sure you have that elevator fixed. He tried climbing the stairs earlier today." Mokuba informed.

"Probably had to everything on his own. Injury or no injury." Seto mumbled typing in a few more things.

"Well I am going to check on the cook. See you soon."

"I'll be home in five minutes. I have to close" Mokuba hung up the phone and ran to the kitchen.

"I feel so strange." Jou moaned as he tried to get off the bed. His arms gave way and he crashed back onto the bed falling asleep.

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Me~ Ohhhhhhh. What has happened to him?

I~ You left it at a cliff again.

Me~ Nope I left it on my computer. I made sure.

Myself~ -_-;

Me~ Well sorry I didn't have a question last chap but I will have one in this one.

Myself~ Get on with it.

Me~ Impatient yami. Well the question is what is the air speed of an unlaidened swallow?

I~ Hu? o.O?

Myself~ That has nothing to do with this story!

Me~ Well all you Monty Python fans will know the answer! ^_^

Myself~ (sigh)

I~ I don't get it but oh well. Please R&R.

Myself~ All flames will be used to set random things on fire. Like Hamtaro!

All~ Yay! (waving little flags)