Chaos: 21 reviews already! Whew. Glad to see nobody hates me for running Yugi over...well, this chapter is mainly angsting, as you might expect. Aaw. Poor widdle Yami. Poor widdle everybody else. (sweatdrop) Ok, I'm burbling...anyway...

Kitkat – Uh, uh, now don't be too hasty…(backs away) Yugi isn't dead…yet. (hides) Don't hurt meeeee!

Strega – Your wish is my command. Yami will be more clueless than ever! Well, err, sort of…(sweatdrop) As for the female driver, well, she was male originally, but I decided that was too sexist. Why not have a woman with an unnatural fear of police? And don't worry, the chaos is FAR from over. (grin)

Ma-LI-KE he Kai-ba – Yami? Dead? Wait two chapters. I mean…um, uh-oh…dammit!

Funky – I tell you nothing. Except that, sadly, the driver won't be caught. These things happen – and often there isn't a happy ending. Say goodbye to Mrs. Driver, she's sitting at home worrying. Worrying that they'll work out it was her. Shame on her! Yes.

Insanity – Can I call you that? Anyway…yes, Yugi is fun to torment. I couldn't just kill him! Hehehe. Not saying the endless angsting might be fun…ah, don't worry. I've finished this story already.

NM – Yes, I hit Yugi with a car! So sue me…(looks worried)…ok, forget I said that. (sweatdrop) Well, everything will work out sorta ok, you'll see!

Flower: Ok, enough giving away the story by mistake! (nervous shuffling) Read on!

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And I was not the answer,

So forget you ever thought it was me

Yami dashed for the door that split his soul room and Yugi's, knowing it was useless. Sure enough, the door opened to nothing; he couldn't enter Yugi's mind unless his hikari had the Millenium Puzzle...

With a brief flash he appeared in Yugi's bedroom, everything seeming too quiet and empty to be real. His eyes immediately fell upon a glint under the bed, where the Puzzle now rested.

He reached under and grabbed at it, his hand passing through. "Come on!" he yelled furiously, swiping again. But he could have been trying to catch thin air for all the good it did.

He leaped up, looking from side to side desperately. It was then that the doorbell rang downstairs. He walked as far as he could from the Puzzle and listened at the door. Solomon was out shopping, so the door would not be answered.

A second later the door clicked open and Joey's voice called, "Hey, Yuug? You there? I'm getting wet out here!" When no answer came except for Yami grinding his teeth, which Joey had no way of hearing, he heard the door pushed fully open and footsteps enter the on! Yami prayed silently. This time luck was with him as footsteps sounded on the stairs.

"Hmm," Joey wondered to himself, "That's odd. I coulda sworn Yugi would come straight home in this rain...and I took a shortcut to get here…" Then he reached the bedroom door and pulled it open.

Yami held out both hands, activating the Puzzle and connecting his mind to Joey's. "Huh?!" Joey yelped as 'Yugi' suddenly appeared from nowhere, directly in front of him.

Then there was a flash of light and his body was not his own. What's going on? he tried to say, as the world turned blue and Yugi appeared in front of him.

"Please forgive me, Joey, but we need to help Yugi." Yami said, trying to sound calm. But you are Yugi! Joey screamed desperately in his head. He received no answer as the world returned to normal, and he, or rather his body, ran into the room.

What is this?

Yami/Joey dropped to the floor by the bed and grabbed the Millenium Puzzle.

WHAT IS THIS?

"Trust me!" Yami/Joey yelled as he vaulted over the bed, Puzzle round his neck, and sprinted for the door.

Trust who? What's going on? Joey shouted desperately, before it suddenly hit him. This had happened before...when Marik tried to control him. He was being possessed...but by who?! This wasn't it be the 'Pharaoh' that Yugi kept talking about? But if it was...they looked so similar!! It couldn't be…

Who are you? he asked, but Yami made no response as he dashed through the open front door and into the pouring rain. It was only five minutes later that he realised he had no idea where Yugi was.

It took him over an hour to reach the school, and begin tracing the route back. Joey remained quiet; waiting to see what this was about. It was growing darker, and harder to see in the sheets of rain, and Yami was beginning to despair when he reached Joey's turnoff.

"Yugi...where are you?!" he muttered out loud as he tried to scan the road.

I get it! Joey said suddenly in his mind, deciding that this wasn't some weird trick of Yugi's, You're like the Dark Marik...you're Yugi's dark half. You've been haunting him, right? Is that why he's been so weird lately?

"No...exactly the opposite." Yami said despairingly through Joey's body as he trudged along the road. Then, before Joey had time to answer, he saw a dark shape in the road ahead. Hardly daring to believe his eyes, he dashed forward and reached Yugi.

As his vision cleared, Yami gasped in horror and abruptly lost control as Joey shoved him away. He reappeared in his soul room, just as his knees gave out and he crashed backwards against a wall, horror coursing through him in waves.

The image of Yugi, icy cold and bloody, burned into his mind.

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The hospital was just like one from a movie. Large, white, big signs and endless rows of beds. Joey saw none of it, concentrating only on Yugi's pale face. Looking as if he were merely sleeping.

Joey was sitting in a hard orange chair, dimly aware of it being uncomfortable, but he wouldn't move, wouldn't leave Yugi for one more second. Alone.

All thoughts on Yami's identity had disappeared from his mind as he held Yugi's cold hand, endlessly whispering to him, just stupid things, moments they had shared, anything that might possibly evoke a response.

The doctors said he had gone into a coma from shock and pain, and appeared to have been hit by a car. A nasty cut on his chest from the rough tarmac, some internal injuries, but recoverable, in time.

If he woke up.

Any minute the others would be here too, and Joey could stagger away and get some coffee, anything to keep him awake. His head was heavy, despair heightening his exhaustion. He could barely keep his eyes open, murmuring becoming meaningless.

Then there was a hand on his shoulder, jerking him awake, and Yugi's grandfather's voice in his ear, "Joey, wake up! What happened?!" Solomon's eyes were sorrowing, worry lines in their corners, and Joey couldn't find the right words to say.

Nothing he could say would make it ok.

Because it wasn't ok, and never would be until Yugi woke up.