A/N- Sorry for taking so long, minna! I've been really busy lately and haven't had any time for writing and am terribly sorry for the long wait...I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as the last one and just so those of you that read my other story Yami mata Hikari no Tenshis: I plan on updating it as soon as possible! I'm working on it and I hope to get it done soon...keyword: hope. I will get it up though, I promise; it will just take a while so I ask once again for your patience...

Thank you all for reviewing and commenting on my story! I really appreciate the feedback!

Nightlight5: Thank you so much for your generous review! I feel loved already! Thank you for the praise!

Amber Eyes: I'm glad you think so! Thanks for the complement!

Dark mage of sea 13: Thank you so much! As for misspelling Yugi's name -- there are actually two ways to spell it: Yugi and Yuugi. When I first saw the second spelling in one of the fanfics I was reading I thought they were mistaken too, but then I noticed that lots of other stories seemed to spell it the same way as well so I decided to do some research...It's the Japanese spelling of Yugi's name; you will notice when I add the rest of Yugi's group into the story that they will be the Japanese names as well. Since you obviously didn't recognize Yugi's name in Japanese, for your benefit I'll include the names of the others here so you will not be confused of who they are. Anzu Mazaki=Tea Gardener / Jounouchi Katsuya=Joey Wheeler / Honda Hiroto=Tristan Taylor / Bakura=Ryou / Yami Bakura=Bakura / Marik=Marik / Yami Marik=Malik / Ishi(e?)zu Ishtar=Isis Ishtar / Grandpa=Sugoroku Motou / Serenity Wheeler=Shizuka / Duke Devlin=Otogi Ryuugi / Mai Valentine= Mai Kajako / Weevil=Kaga / Rex=Ryuusaki / Mako (Tsunami)= Kayiki Just so you know, not all of them are in my story, but in case you happen to run across any foreign names this might help you out!

Nicky: I love your reviews! They are always so funny and energetic that I can't help but smile even if I'm not particularly feeling in the mood at that moment! You are too cool! Thanks for everything Nicky...um...are we being mailed our schedules for school next year? How do we know what classes we are supposed to have so that if we need a schedule change we can go on the right day? I want to know when I have English class so I can see how long I can get away with not doing my summer reading...giggles!

Hazel-Beka: I DID THAT?! ACK!! So sorry Yuugi!!! (Yami chases Mitsuko with giant mallet of doom) Thanks for pointing that out to me Hazel and Beka! I'm glad that you're here to correct my grammar and keep me from making the same mistakes I've made before in the future! Thanks as always Hazel!

Subieko: Yeah, I know...it seems nobody can resist a good (fav. char) torture...Well, as long as you're a person that likes angst and stuff like that. No, Yami doesn't live there in "a big snowy cold place" (you need commas between big, snowy, and cold if you were going to put that in a story by the way...sorry, didn't mean to patronize you...) he's just there for...well, you'll find out soon...(smirk) Yeah, I know, I like picturing them with weapons too, especially after those three episodes where Yugi, Mokuba, Joey, and Mai are in that digital world to save Kaiba when his mind is stuck in his own game system...Those were some of my favorites! Yugi looked so KAWAII in his little battle outfit that I just wanted to reach into the screen and hug him to death, but I couldn't so I had to resign myself to do what I usually do: Scream like a rabid fangirl and hug the stuffing out of a Yugi plushie...Yup, Armored Lizard is a Duel Monster, glad you caught that so quickly. It wasn't originally going to be that way...just some weird creature from my imagination called a Drazil, of all things, not very creative, but I wanted to see how many would catch the pun. Anyways, but I added it and completed the plot of this story with the new addition that I put in there and it got to stay. Thanks so much Subieko!!

Selene-Yugi: Nice name...thanks for the boost of confidence in my writing of this story! I will!

Wokie: Thanks! As always! (wink) Yeah, poor Yugi, I've always wanted to do that to him ever since I read this one story; I've forgotten it, but it was good...Now Wokie, you know that if I gave Yugi a break, it wouldn't be half as interesting as it is now...don't worry all's well that ends well, right? I will give Yugi back to Kazuki Takahashi unharmed when the story is finished...but not until then!

Joyce Roach: Thanks!! Glad you like it so much! Here you go! Sorry, but I'm no good at writing romance of any kind and don't intend to. I'm not romantic in real life and therefore have no knowledge of how to put it down in writing...sorry.

NANASHI

"Alright! It's ok kid! Calm down! Look, most people that get amnesia from being hit on the head get their memories back sooner or later! There's nothing you need to worry about! I'm sure they'll come back to you soon!"

Ever since the boy had told Yami that he had no idea who he was or where he came from, he began to panic. He was screaming, over and over, "I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM!" and struggled against Yami as the older boy fought to restrain the hysterical youth. Yami had hoped, that by telling him he could get his memories back that the child would calm down.

The trick seemed to work because the boy quieted. Yami, then, made him lie back down in the bed, while he went back to prepare food for the two of them.

"Well, since you don't know who you are or where you came from, and I have no idea what to call you, do you mind if I give you a name to go by for right now, or do you have something in mind?"

"No, I don't have anything. Go ahead."

"Hm...How about Nanashi? It means "without name" and when you figure out who you are we'll be able to call you by your real name. How's that?"

"It sounds fine to me, but I don't know who you are. You haven't told me your name yet."

"My name is Yami." Yami wanted to say something other than that, but he could not think of anything else. He could not ask Nanashi questions like how he had gotten here or things pertaining to his past because the poor boy would not be able to recall the memories. He did not really feel like giving away the secret of the special place that Nanashi had stumbled upon, even though he knew the youth would find out sometime anyway, especially with Yami playing his guardian. Since he could not think of anything to talk about, Yami contented himself with making dinner in silence.

Yugi on the other hand was quite unnerved by the quietness all around him. He thought of something to say. "So...uh...why are you out here all by yourself? Where is your family?"

Yami paled and was glad Nanashi could not see his face. If he told the whole story then the secret he wanted to keep for a while longer would come to light much sooner than he intended. He decided to just leave out details and tell the gist of the story, or the "main point".

"My dad was murdered when I was young and ever since then I have been training to become a warrior to protect the people that have need of my aid. I left my mother to pursue my training objectives and she is at home right now. My father's death was the most horrible thing that happened in my life and I would rather not say anything else."

"Oh, I'm sorry...Wish there was something I could do..."

Yami smiled at the innocent adolescence. Something was plaguing him about this boy though...How in the world had he managed to jump between dimensions and end up here? There had to be something special about this boy, maybe he would be able to help in the war and the realm had pulled him in? Yami sighed and gave up for the moment of trying to fit together the pieces of the puzzle that was this boy, Nanashi.

"That's ok, Nanashi. Don't worry about it. I'm fine; I just don't like to talk about it. Look, once we get to where I'm going, would like it if I introduced you to some of my friends?" Yami asked, hoping to cheer the boy up and take his mind off things, as he handed him a bowl of the stew he just dished out of the pot.

Nanashi's face brightened and he replied, "Of course! Tell me about them!"

Yami smiled and began to describe them.

"Well, first off, there's Jounouchi Katsuya, he's my best friend in the entire world. We were both born in the same village and I believe he has a sister that still lives in the house that used to belong to their parents. That's were my mother is. Their parents were killed in a siege of the town, the same time as my father...Anyways, Jounouchi and his sister inherited the house, but Jounouchi left shortly after that to one of the neighboring cities to get a job and make more money to send home to his sister, who I believe works as a healer."

"Then there is Honda Hiroto. He and Jounouchi were best friends before I ever met them and then when I got together with Jounouchi, he introduced me to Honda and we all just came together. We would always go down to a small lake that was in the woods behind the village. It was very beautiful there and it was where I first met Jounouchi. Honda never really talked about his family and I'm pretty sure he didn't have one at that time. I think he lived in the streets, except when he went to Jounouchi's or my house to spend the night. He seems like a rough kind of person, that is until you get to know him."

"The last one is my friend Anzu Mazaki. She moved from one of the countries across from the sea and came to our village. Since there really weren't any other children our age in town, we all quickly became friends with her and decided that we would always stick together and help each other out when they needed it. That's why I'm going back there. Jounouchi sent me a letter telling me that he and the others were in trouble and needed my help. I'm on my way to Satu, the city where all three of them are working. I forget what Honda does, but Anzu works as a dancer in the city."

Nanashi and Yami had been eating the entire time Yami had been describing his friends and Nanashi had not even noticed that he had finished his stew; he just kept putting the spoon into the bowl and then into his mouth even though the bowl was empty.

Yami noticed this and smiled, saying, "Well, since you're done, maybe we should both get to bed, huh? We've got a days travel ahead of us tomorrow and we need to be well rested for the trip."

"But there's only one bed."

"Oh, don't worry. I always bring along an extra sleeping bag, you can have the bed, I'll sleep in the floor."

Nanashi appeared horrified by this idea and quickly protested. "But it's your bed! I'm the one imposing on you! I should sleep on the floor!"

"You are also hurt and need the soft bed to help recover. Trust me, I've lived out in the wilderness for a while now; I can sleep on the ground. Good night, Nanashi."

"Good night, Yami, and thanks."

Yami smiled once again, put the dinner things away, and laid his sword down beside him before slipping into his sleeping bag on the floor beside the bed occupied by Nanashi. He blew out the lonely candle that stood illuminating the room before he closed his eyes and quickly dropped off to sleep.

Morning
Yami awoke, bright and early with the sun. Nanashi it seemed was not used to getting up quite so early in the morning. Yami watched as he rested in peaceful slumber, snuggled tightly under the covers of the bed. Yami decided to let the boy sleep more since he was still trying to heal from the wounds inflicted upon him and rolled up the sleeping bag he himself had awoken in.

Once that was taken care of, Yami put the leftover stew back on the fire and heated it up for their breakfast. As soon as that was finished, Yami decided it was time to wake up his charge.

"Nanashi," he called gently, giving the boy a small shake.

His look-a-like began to stir. He had been resting on his side and when Yami shook him, he rolled over onto his back and groaned, opening his bleary eyes.

Yami became worried that something might be still hurting him.

"Are you alright?" he asked, concerned.

Nanashi looked up at him, studying the other for a moment before saying, "I'm ok, just a little sore is all. The cuts on my back and chest sting a little, but not much. I'll be fine."

Yami frowned, "As soon as we help out Jounouchi, I'm taking you to see his little sister. She is a really good healer and she should be able to help you if it is still hurting you by then."

Nanashi smiled, "Thanks, Yami."

"Here, since your clothes were pretty much torn up. You can have these. Put them on while I go take care of some things outside.

After breakfast, Yami and Nanashi quickly began packing everything away so they could leave. They had barely even started when Yami told Nanashi to take a coat of fur, go outside, and put some snow into canteens so they would have water. Yami told Nanashi to make sure he found snow that was clean and not trodden upon, so obviously Nanashi had to move away from the campsite in order to find a patch of snow, big enough to put into the canteens, that was clean.

He did as he was told and when he came back everything was packed away...everything...even the tent. He had only been gone for a few minutes. There was NO WAY Yami could have put everything away so quickly by himself.

He stopped dead in his tracks and stared, mouth hanging open, still holding the snow-filled canteens in his hands. Yami had his back turned to him; he was attaching something to the backpack with all the stuff in it. Yami turned around and saw Nanashi standing there, he grinned and said, "Filled them up? Great! I've packed everything away, now we can-"

"How?"

Yami looked puzzled, "How, what?"

"How...how did you do that so fast? No way you could have done that so fast! Even if you'd been practicing it for a thousand years! How did you do that?"

Yami simply grinned again, walked over to Nanashi, put a hand on his head, and ruffled his hair a little. "That's my secret, little one. I'll let you know when the time is right."

Nanashi stared at him in bewilderment causing Yami to chortle and take the canteens back from him. He went to attach them to the heavy-looking backpack, but Nanashi stopped him.

"I'll carry them. I may not be much help to you, but I'll at least try to do something."

"Don't worry about it Nanashi, I can take care of it. It won't make that much of a difference anyways."

"But I want to help! You've done so much for me already and there's nothing I can do for you!"

Yami smiled, 'Man, being around this kid feels so nice. I haven't smiled this much in a long time. Since my father died...' "Ok, Nanashi, you can carry the canteens."

Yami handed them over and Nanashi pulled the straps over his head so that they went across his chest from shoulder to hip. Nanashi then looked up at his new friend and smiled. Yami then put on the backpack and the two started off together for Satu.