Deadly Wish

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

All the pleasures of these characters are thanks to Mr. Takahashi.

A/N: Happy Saturday. OH. Yu-Gi-Oh was awesome. WASN'T IT?

Yes. *nods head*

Thanks to-

little-kat-girl: First answer. . .yes. That was the original letter. Yami read the same letter Yuugi did. And you'll get more. I want 20 chapters in this story. :D

xoleil: Intriguing. Whee. :D

Erm. I am stuck with Micro. Word.

Great. It works fine though.

'.' Are Yuugi's thoughts.

Summary: Well. Yuugi wishes to be popular. What will happen if his wish becomes true?

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The Vampire stood over Anzu's body, his crescent smile showed his fangs, which were now covered in blood. Rich, red, delicious, blood. He needed it. His need for it drove him mad, but he could tolerate it when he got what he wanted. Yuugi had served him well. He hadn't the need to kill the little Motou boy. He was close to escaping anyways, and since he was the one that did the ritual, he could not hurt the boy.

The One. Meaning that he could be the only survivor. If the Vampire's need had became too great, he could not kill him. Unless.

The Vampire smiled. Yuugi had stuttered out the

"Let me be The One."

Forget it. He didn't need him. Smiling to himself, the vampire walked away, letting the blood drip down his lip unnoticed. That one drop, would drive him mad again. He wouldn't know, however. This blood he chose was so pure, it would not fill him.

Yuugi breathed out a sigh of happiness. He was out of the maze. Putting his hand up to block the bright sun, Yuugi looked back and saw that the whole cave he was in just a few minutes ago was . . .

Disappearing?

Yuugi watched in amazement as the building slowly vanished. In it's place, was another note. (A/N: Yes. ANOTHER note. Haha. O_o;)

"Thank you, Mr. Motou.

My need has been granted.

You shall not see my home again,

Unless your heart is broken,

And the trust you feel with everyone is gone."

Yuugi crumpled up the note. He could remember the first note, with the ritual on it. He did that damn ritual, and it gave him what he wanted. He was The One. Yuugi suddenly saw something on his fingers.

Blood. Fresh blood. He shivered slightly, and wiped the blood off his hands, to his pants. How did blood get on his hands?

Wait.

Yuugi picked up the crumpled note from the ground.

It was written in blood.

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(A/N: That WAS chapter 9, but I'll keep going.)

Back in Domino, Yuugi curled on his bed; happy to feel the soft springs under his body. This wasn't the cave. This was his home. He had light. He had music. He had . . . Yami.

Honda had told Yuugi that Anzu had disappeared. Trying to remember anything about Anzu with his secret phone calls and letters, Yuugi didn't come up with a trace.

He had forgotten. Anzu was prey.

She was gone.

Time whisked by Yuugi, and he didn't even notice. His mind was tucked away in sleep, not wanting to wake to the dawning sun.

He had to see Yami. He had to feel his warm embrace again. Yuugi realized that Yami was important to him. He loved him.

Yuugi didn't realize though, that love is sadness waiting to happen.

Not in his case.

Yuugi could feel the love, but if he gets too popular . . .

How could he love in the right way?

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So, Yuugi's back in Domino.

Don't think I gave you ANY ideas for the next few chapters.

You may think that . . .

Yet, I may surprise you.

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