The tension gettin' to ya yet? Any guesses on what happens? Well, maybe just to anger you readers, I'll stop at this chapter and never post again! Mwahahahahaha! Just kidding! Here's chapter 4, and thanks for all the comments! The Kuriboh haven't killed me yet...=D

As always, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh...blah, blah, blah.

Chap 4

"How could he have gone bad?" At least she was thinking about him. She hadn't forgotten the times they had, and even if she tried, she never could forget.

"Tea?" Someone knocked on her door. The voice was familiar, so she allowed entry. The door slowly swung open, and Tristan stood in the doorway.

"Hey." His voice sounded weak.

"Hi." Tea replied.

He walked closer to her, his eyes wandered around the room. She had taken down most of the pictures she had on her walls. Now bare, the walls were dull, lacking the Tea touch.

"What's new?" Tristan tried to strike up conversation, but to no avail.

"I can't take this anymore, Tristan...I just can't." Tea collapsed into Tristan's arms.

"Tea? What's wrong?"

"I need to talk to him. I need to talk to Yugi."

Tristan was enraged. Hearing his name made his blood run cold. Ever since that night when Yugi brutally killed Bakura, Tristan had this never-ending hatred for him.

"Tea, no. You don't need him. He killed one of our best friends. He's a murderer!" Tristan clenched Tea's arm tightly, like a vice.

"Tristan, what's gotten into you?" She yanked her arm back, but his hand was still firmly wrapped around it.

"Dammit, Tea. Can't you see?"

Tea looked dumbfounded, her eyes locked on Tristan. He couldn't look straight at her, in fear of losing it and crying.

"Tea, I'm trying to tell you that I really...I really..."

"TEA! PHONE! IT'S JOEY!" Tea's mother called up the stairs.

"Be right back, Tristan." Tea made her way down the stairs as Tristan beat himself up for not telling her sooner.

"You're such a dumb ass. She's not going to like you. She likes that brat, Yugi. Finally, I get that punk out of the way, and still he's a pain in my ass." He paced back and forth, trying to put the words together in his head to finally tell Tea that he loved her with all his heart.

Tea re-entered her room, her coat in hand. "Joey was thinking the same thing I was."
"Which was?" Tristan sounded irritable.

"We should talk to Yugi..."

Are you serious? Him? Tristan thought to himself. But, to keep Tea's friendship, he smiled. "Sure. Let's go."

"Go downstairs and wait for me. I'll be down in a few. I just have to fix my hair."

Tristan smiled, nodded, and exited the room. Tea looked into the mirror. Her reflection seemed blurred.

"Well...this is it, Tea. 6 months and you're finally going to talk to Yugi again. He's still the same person, expect he killed somebody. No. What am I thinking? He's a completely different person. He's not the kind, gentle boy I knew. Why am I getting myself into?" Tears began to well up in her eyes. This was what she wanted, or was it? There was an emptiness inside Tea's heart, where Yugi's smile once was. She grabbed her purse and headed downstairs to face her fear and reunite with Yugi.