It takes me what? Fourteen god-damn months to revise one frickking lame chapter, but whatever. Truth is, I lost interest, in Yuugiou, my obsession of SetoxKatsuya is slowly eroding away (GO SASUXNARU! – gods I'm such a pedophile, why! Reminds me of orochimaru.) As you can see ever since I was nine or ten, I never completed one fanfiction Aside from the YamixAnzu one and I somehow dislike leaving fanfiction unfinished, so I'm just going to rush through all these, get these all over with…I haven't put so much thought to each chapter too so, forgive the lack of the whole story in general.

Review if you like, constructive criticism are helpful. Flames will be ignored.

DISCLAIMER: YUUGIOU BELONGS TO KAZUKI TAKAHASHI / "AWKWARD LOVE" IS THE OPENING THEME OF CHOBITS

03 - Everlasting River ofTears

Yami looked over at the young child in his arms, he was astonished, streams of questions were flowing in his mind, how could he be blind? As he heard from the child's disability, he tightens the embrace. He will not let anyone touch him, excluding his friends.

Ryou's eyes narrowed keeping an eye on the stranger, Jounouchi glared at him slightly gritting his teeth. They had taken Yami's action the wrong way, assuming he was going to take advantage of him and use him as a slave, like last time when Yuugi was adopted. When the owner had found out about his little problem he practically shoved Yuugi back to the orphanage.

"Yami, I'm scared." Yuugi shivered out fresh tears, rolling down his shaded eyes, Yami rocked the child back and forth gently.

"I'm here...I'm here..." he whispered softly as his head rested on Yuugi's head.

Yuugi felt warm and had enjoy the feeling of being held by a pair of firm arms, he sniffed at the strong aura around his guardian angel or so he thought, enjoying the scent of mild mint.

Jounouchi's glare softens, noticing Yuugi felt safe when he is with "guardian". He felt a reassuring touch on shoulder; Jounouchi looked up at the cerulean eyes, and felt his hand reaching out to grab the blonde's wrist, dragging him out to the hallway. Following the boy in front of him.

-

Ryou turned around to walk away, an uneasy feeling ran through his heart telling him that Yuugi would be okay, and for now he should worry about himself right now, after all his guardian seems to be creeping him out. Hell it hasn't been one hour and he's already scared. Bakura turned to where Ryou was walking in front of Seto.

"Hey Expelled Pharaoh!" Bakura yelled which Yami simple ignored him,

"YO RETIRED PHAORAH I'M TALKING TO YA!" Bakura yell louder, making everyone in the hallway open their doors and shouting, "SHUT UP!", Bakura whimpered silently, "We'll be waiting for you downstairs in the limousine " Bakura said above a whispered, afraid he might disturb the people and get scream again by those freaky people. Yes Totally OOC --;;

Yami had heard his friend's command; he got out of the bed and carried the young boy in his arms,"Yami," The boy clanged on to Yami's shirt and sniff, "don't leave me" he ask in a desperate plea. Yami could've melted at the tone of the child's voice, but had restrained it. How could one child affect him so much?

Yami had stroll downstairs still having the child in his firm arms, reaching down the main hall and walked out of the building. He observed that a limousine was pulled up. Yami knowing that Seto is probably the only person around the neighborhood is wealthy enough to own a smooth limousine and a chauffeur also. Damn his high-paid job and degrees he earned over the years.

"Bakura." Seto requested to his experienced chauffeur.

While the ride went smoothly down the road, Seto and Jounouchi had sort of a good start, Bakura and Ryou were kind of rough and Yami and Yuugi was in between.

The trip had been so silent, only because one another were secretly admiring each other. A few moments were broken when they had reached Bakura's livings, a decent apartment. Bakura and Ryou were dropped off and had bid farewell to their friends. The semi-twins made their way inside the large building, it was pretty hushed when they were walking beside each other, many people in the apartment stared at them. Another "Bakura" in the house, dear god they couldn't handle one Bakura in the whole building what happens if his twin or look-a-like were the same. Except they shouldn't really judge Ryou from Bakura. They were two different characters.

Bakura finally reached for his door, room 318, he opened the door to his area who was tagged along with Ryou .Surprisingly, Bakura's place wasn't so bad it wasn't messy it was like any other apartment; sofa, television, table, kitchen, lamp, simple things with a bit of striking style.

"You're sleeping here" Bakura guided the boy into a small room, which had a nice soft bed, well at least better than the ones in the orphanage. A lamp, drawers, closet and mirror accompany the room. The room was decorated with unique different shades of green, with the little lightening since the two sides of the curtain fell idly down the floor, exposing little light.

"If you want anything to eat, the food is in the fridge." Bakura clarify emotionlessly to Ryou as he left the room, closing the door with soundless noises.

Ryou smiled, so far so good. Maybe he shouldn't have judge people the way they look, Bakura was showing some sympathy that he never knew he was capable to have. He quickly realized that this was better than the supervisors in the orphanage they just place themselves thinking their so responsible, when really they're so slothful, while Bakura actually cares if he is hungry or not, but the supervisors were always pissed off when Ryou, Jounouchi and Yuugi would ask a simple request.

Bakura was outside his hands were still curved over the doorknob he had been standing there for about five minutes. It's only been several minutes since Ryou came and he was already on his emotional side. He hasn't yelled at the boy yet or teased him like he would normally do to people. Bakura finally let go of the door knob, feeling oddly weird as he went to the kitchen and decided to cook something up for the boy, he hoped his cooking were way better than the one in the orphanage, and to prove that he was going to dust off the old cookbooks that were long forgotten in the cupboards.

-

"Yami." Seto requested his driver to drop off at Yami's place. The heavy silence replays in the limo through-out the ride.

Yami pulled Yuugi to a closer embrace, while Seto and Jounouchi sat next to each other. Few moments later they had arrived at Yami's house, which was really small; he lives a lone so no point in buying a huge house all to him and the expenses would be higher. Yami and Yuugi waved good bye to Seto and Jounouchi as they made their way into the house.

After they had gone in, Seto signaled the chauffeur to send them back home. As the wheels started to spin against the cement, Jounouchi gaze outside. Eyes filled with envious and admiration, watching all those kids outside in the playground having snow fights and making snowmen. They passed many parks and streets where Jounouchi just loved seen the kids fool around, too bad he wasn't like that when he was young he just gotten beaten up daily, but before that he always had fun making snowman and snow angels with a special someone in his life.

Seto was slightly stealing looks of Jounouchi at the corner of his sharp eyes admiring the boy's golden locks and his honey brown eyes sprinkling with happiness, Seto couldn't help but smiled at him he was so angelic and pure.

"Kaiba-sama." The chauffeur announced, which made Seto snapped back to reality when they had arrived at their home, which was a mansion. How common for a person who owned a wealthy job. Jounouchi had came out of the limo he never really realized that Kaiba's mansion was well, bigger than the orphanage building.

Seto graced the pavement with his present having a little blonde tagged behind him. Reaching for the steps and typing in some digits on the keyboard, the door magically opened. Striding forward, without taking his footwear off, Seto was tackled by a bouncy bundle of raven hair.

"Oniisama! Oniisama! "Mokuba cheered, sinking his face into the brunette's built stomach, "Your home before five!" he embraced his brother tightly around his waist; Seto took one of the few moments to return the shown affections to his brother.

Jounouchi had position himself against the doorframe of the entrance, having the feeling of envy churning within his body. The sight was almost beautiful, witnessing the relationship between the siblings almost made Jounouchi fall into anxiety. Shizuka Jounouchi, that name spun around his head; his beloved sister he hasn't seen her in years. Their parents had divorced, everything went fast as his mother had taken away his younger sister and his father had snatched him away from his freedom. Jounouchi started to get physically, emotionally and mentally abused by the person he had once called father.

"Oniisama," Mokuba broke the heartfelt embrace, "Can I bring a friend here tomorrow?" pleading as if the answer was "no" he would be crushed. And Seto Kaiba doesn't like seeing his brother crushed.

"Alright," Seto sighed in a slight exasperate voice, "but make sure he doesn't mess around the house, okay?" recalling what had happened last time when he invited a friend over, it almost took the maids two weeks to makes the place spotless like it originally was. He ruffled his little boy's hair as he walked passed him.

"I never said it was a boy." Mokuba mumbled silently that Seto couldn't catch the faintest syllable in the words.

"Mokuba, would you please usher the lost puppy to his room and keep him entertain with your games or something." Seto waved his pale hand over to Jounouchi who, was just standing there like a statue for long period of time.

"Okay, doka," Mokuba exclaimed cheerfully as he watch his arrogant brother enter the kitchen," you look familiar…" Mokuba pointed out the 'obvious'

Jounouchi look around uneasily, "Oh! I remember you're that person I gave money to, yeah. How can I forget such an important person?" Mokuba grinned, remembering some light whispers from his respectful older brother saying something how handsome the blonde caroler was. Mokuba understood his brother's sexuality, although in the little Kaiba's mind, he still thinks that girls are sexier than guys.

"Yeah, I'm that caroler, it wasn't the best performance, since it was freezing out there," Jounouchi scuff his golden tresses lightly, the little kid remember and he felt so adored by him," I'm important?" he questioned.

Mokuba thought up an idea of matchmaking, and decided he shouldn't burst out any of his brother's secret to the object of affections," Well, you sang so well, that it reminded me of my brother, how he always hummed me lullabies when we were in the orphanage." Smiling sweetly at his white lie that Jounouchi bought,"oh and I'm Mokuba!" he greeted himself happily.

"Oh, thank you. I'm Kastuya Jounouchi. Not puppy, I don't know why he gave me a pet name already." Jounouchi thought naively

"Oh, you must be special to him then. Anyways let me take you to your room!" he chimed, as he clap his hands like some sort of code, and with a response a butler dressed formally picked up Jounouchi's bag with ease. How the helper carried the luggage effortlessly with his small frame body was a true mystery to Jounouchi.

Mokuba bounce each stairs optimistically trailing behind him was Jou and the butler. After a few moments of walking and walking, they finally met a plain oak door purified with the pure colour of white. "Here we are!" Mokuba pushed the wooden door, revealing a spotless area. Like many areas in this household, it was big; bigger than Jounouchi had slept countless cold nights in the orphanage. He was also amazed there was a bathroom attached to his room, all to himself, doesn't have to hear all of Ryou's nagging about throwing his clothes in the basket and not on the floor. The whole room almost consisted of 2 essential rich colours blue+white that had multi shades, making it a welcome sensation

"Well, this is room," Mokuba dubbed, he look over at Jounouchi who look frozen on the spot. He just ignored that look on his face," we're going to eat dinner soon, just having some seafood udon and sushi! And after that we can play games." Mokuba cheered excitedly as he walks out of the interior room, along with the butler who was pursuing this whole time.

Soon Jounouchi had came back to senses, as he heard the door shut behind him, the amber-eyed boy plopped himself on the bed and let the whole mattress embrace him. Finding a feathery pillow he buried his whole face into it, attempting to hide away all his fears of this place. How he wished he could be with his friends right now in the orphanage. It was just so right being with them, instead of being here, almost caged in here with nothing to do. After a few moments of attempt suffocation in the pillow he gave up and wiped the last trickle of liquid glass that fell from his chocolate orbs. "Dinner is going to be soon," he remembered at what Mokuba had reminded him," I should go take a shower. I wouldn't want to show up with a puffy face and be questioned too." He laughed at himself at his stupidly of crying; not really knowing what drove him to explode all those, lonely tears.

-

Yami had the disabled child who fell asleep in the warm aroma around him cuddling up to the owner's chest. This tiny motion made a small curved on Yami's luscious lips. He placed the sleeping angel on the leather sofa in his "living" room, I better clean this up on cue a fly whizzed in front his crimson eyes, …flies in the winter? My house doesn't stink that much does it? he started to scratch his sore head, when he heard a soft grumbling noise. I guess he's hungry. just then a louder moan came from Yami's stomach, "I guess I'll fix us both something." He mumbled, as he left the room alone and strolled into the kitchen.

The pale violet eyes stiffly enveloped the dim light that filter the room. Yuugi's hand ran around the expensive material, and feeling the cold air washing around him, where did the warm feeling and safety gone too, was it only an illusion feeling to him. Feeling vulnerable and solitaire, almost makes him want to sing a few notes, to calm him down.

-kyou mo dare ka to dare ka ga koi ni ochite yuku sekai no doko ka de -
Another day, when someone and someone falls in love Somewhere in this world

A soft melodic voice spread the room, singing each key with his natural gifted Japanese accent voice.

-futatsu no sen ga karamatte wa hodokete yuku musubarenai mama -
Two intertwined lines becomes untied and stays untied

-katakoto no koi dakedo kotoba mo tsutanai kedo-
It's awkward love but you can't convey it with words

In the not-so-clean-but-not-so-dirty kitchen, Yami was just staring off into space as he was waiting for the water to boil. He flop his head back in relaxation, when his ears were filled with heartfelt lyrics. He knew Yuugi was singing, in the other room, didn't know the why but he didn't mind hearing the voice.

"hora soyokaze ga sugite kami ga yurete iru jikan ga furuete futari yurete iru"
"Look, a gentle breeze passes by, the paper is trembling Time is trembling, we are trembling"

"soshite dare ka to dare ka ga koi ni ochiteku eien o shinjite"
"And then someone and someone falls in love Believing forever"

Looking after the water boiling at just the right time, Yami decided to put in the soup base and wait for it to mix with the water creating a delightful taste. During this moment the crimson-eyed teenager decided to walk out to look at Yuugi. He forgot to seal the window, because a faint breeze flew into the room, which he saw Yuugi curled up into a tight ball. The soft alluring moonlight reflected the vulnerable child like he was a lost angel. It was such a tender sight.

"kyou mo dare ka to dare ka ga ashita o mitsumeru obieta egao de"
"Another day, someone and someone stares into the future With a weak smile"

"katakoto no koi wa suteki kotoba mo tsutanai kara"
"Awkward love is wonderful Because you can't convey it with words"

Yami returned back, and saw the base had fully dissolved into the water; he started to stir warm soup. Yuugi on the other hand slightly curved a smile, he didn't feel so a lone anymore. It was a weird feeling, but it's true.

"hora nani ka o kanjite nani ka o wasureta nani ka o mitsukete nani ka o nakushita"
"Look, Feel something, Forget something Find something, Lose something"

"soshite dare ka to dare ka ga koi ni ochiteku eien o shinjite"
" And then, someone and someome falls in love Believing forever

Yami came out of the kitchen, with a warm miso soup in his hands, he plopped himself beside Yuugi. Yuugi had slightly gasp as the warm feeling had return back to him, he felt so safe. He then heard a firm voice, "You have a voice of an angel." This caused the petite boy to flush. Yami smiled as he scoop a little of the miso soup into a spoon, "Now open your mouth and say ahhhh…."

Yuugi did what he was told and opened his little mouth as wide as he could, "Ahhhhhhhh…"

-

Bakura relaxed himself on the expensive leather sofa. He picked up the remote control lazily and started to flip some random channels. His perfect line of teeth bit into the red juicy apple, chewing on the nutrient fruit. Gay, stupid, idiotic, fucked up, cowards, boring, rerun, useless, too cliché Bakura sighed mentally at each adjective he given for each channel he found. This world is overpopulated with morons; morons who can't make up good shows to watch.

Ryou came out of the washroom, dressed with comfy cotton jade pajamas. Ryou had a habit of wanting to drink milk before going to sleep, scratch that. His stomach was rumbling begging to be fed, Bakura didn't really cook him anything when he came here, which made Ryou a little disappointed. A tasty and luring aroma capture Ryou's sensitive smell senses, he began to follow the invisible steam that was emitted into the air.

He had landed in the kitchen, no surprise there; his eyes roam all over the food prepared on the table, warm miso soup, a long with fresh rice with side dishes of chicken teriyaki and some vegetable/seafood dishes. The 'guest' of the home licked his dried lips as he saw the delicious sight of the food it was like a picture of those magazine cooked by international famous cooks.

"It's not there for staring you know." Bakura informed as his eyes were glued on the television, which were flipping through different channels.

"It-it's for me?" Ryou pointed himself in confusion. No one had done this much for him in his life.

"No shit." Bakura stated simply as he pressed the red "power" button, and rose from his place. There was simply nothing to watch after flipping through the channels fifty times, and occasionally he would have sworn he kept seeing Ryou's face on every channel. Yep his mind was really fucked up.

"Aren't you going to eat with me!" Ryou asked sweetly, with his usual bright smile.

Bakura started brushing himself off, from tiny pieces of chips he was eating, looking up to Ryou with his angelic feature made him flush a bit, creating a long silence between them. This was so unlike him.

"Bakura?" Ryou asked in concerned.

"Huh, what?" Bakura fell back down to earth.

"Oh, well that's your name isn't it? Bakura?" Ryou answered uneasily, "Are you hungry, we can eat together?"

"Um…yeah Bakura,my name. No it's okay I'm going to sleep, I just know tomorrow is going to be a long day." Bakura massage his forehead, as he began to walk down his room. what the fuck am I on?

Ryou clapped his hands and bowed his head in respect to the food, "Itadkimasu!"

-

Jounouchi stretched cracking all the aching muscles in his body as he walked out of the bathroom. He slipped into a comfortable blue t-shirt, a long with white shorts. The blonde child was drying off his hair with a soft towel, ruffling his own head while smiling at himself in the mirror, remembering the good times when he helped Ryou dried off his hair with Yuugi. It wasn't a really good idea to wash his hair, since now he would have to gel it back to the original style, but he wasn't in the mood for that now. A sudden knock startled Jounouchi.

"Who is it?"

"Dinnnnnnerrr!" Mokuba cheered through the thick door.

"Oh, right. I'll be out there in a moment." Jou called out.

"I'll wait for you to come out, you might get lost here."

"Me, Lost? Fat chance." Jounouchi leaned closer to the mirror making sure he looked nice; after all he wanted to impress someone.

"Okie dokie Jounouchi!" and with that Mokuba started skipping down the hallway.

The door swung open and came out a presentable Katsuya Jounouchi! The blonde looked right to left, "Umm…I should asked for some directions at least." He began to walk around the maze.

-

Seto was tapping his foot impatiently on the floor, waiting for his guest to appear beyond those wooden doors,"Mokuba are you sure, you called him down?" he sipped on his coffee trying to hard to conceal nervous he was to have another encounter with the blonde. What the hell is wrong with him, this isn't very Seto Kaiba material. …talk about ooc

"Yeah, but he said he wanted to come here all alone." Mokuba picked up another homemade sushi with his chopsticks, "I hope he didn't get lost."

Seto chewed on his lower lip, "I have an appointment with someone this late, and when I come back you better be in bed or else." Seto walked out of the doors, wanting to leave Mokuba worried about his little punishment.

"Or else what nii-san." Mokuba smiled broadly as he stuck the sushi in his mouth.

-

Seto was walking down the polished marble floors, until he saw a whip of blonde mop, he stopped in his tracks and walked back where he watched a clueless boy wore his favourite colours. Damn him, damn him to hell.

"Puppy, the dining room is left of here, then make another left a right, pass the living room and make another left, until you meet some oak made doors."

Silent.

"Can you explain that again." Jounouchi scratched his head, obviously he didn't get any of the words.

"Use your nose you helpless pup." Seto sighed in defeat.

"Don't call me a PUPPY!" Jounouchi growled

"Puppies are cute." Seto stopped in his tracks, shit shit shit. He so did not say that, "I need to go." Seto walked pass Jounouchi making his way to the closest hallway where Jou couldn't see him. His face was so beet red, it was an embarrassment.

Jounouchi wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, but he could've sworn that Seto IMPLIED that he was cute. He shrugged his thoughts trying to recollect what were the directions that Seto gave him, "Ah shit."

Meanwhile, Seto was staring at the wall hoping to burn a hole, as well thinking some way to commit suicidal, "How can I let that slip pass my fucking mouth! What the hell is wrong with me!" glaring at the wall, trying to beat the answers off it. Too bad walls aren't living things.

-

Steamy vapour filled the untidy room that Yami resided in. He had a habit of not putting things away where they belong, which result into a great big garbage dump. Sighing as he was clang on a silky boxers and a white T-shirt, so far they were the cleanest clothes within the pile. His narrow eyes sharply catching the time in movement the digital switched. 22:48. Maybe he should pay a little visit over to Yuugi, seeing if there any problems, with that decided he put a towel around his neck.

Silent whistling a catchy silly nursery rhyme down the thin short hallway, he pushed the wooden door slightly. A welcoming sight was displayed, when he found the boy was sitting up and gazing up at the moonlight with his void eyes.

Yuugi's sensitive ears felt Yami's presences, "Yuugi, its late go to sleep." Yami walked over as he gently pushed the little boy down onto the bed, and covered him with the thick soft blanket.

"Uhn." Yuugi responded, "Yami?"

"Yes?"

"How does the moon look like?" Yuugi questioned he tried to get his head in a comfortable position on the pillow.

"Well….," Yami started off, "It's a very beautiful." Just not as beautiful as you, he mentally added.

"Like you?" Yuugi questioned naively.

Yami was stun on the spot, but quickly recovered with a soft chuckle, as he placed his supple lips upon the smooth surface of Yuugi's forehead, "No, like you." He whispered breathlessly.

The taller of the two, sat down softly on the bed, almost swallowing Yuugi. Yami's hands reached out and brushed a few strands of golden bangs that hung down so loosely. Light snores were emitted into the air, which only made Yami smiled. He could almost watch the petite boy for hours, but soon the comfortable atmosphere would take him to a dreamful of goodness. His eyes started to give in until,

"I'm sorry mother…father…all my fault…" he mumbled nervously as he started to sweat terribly, "Grandpa…why…" he tossed and turned.

Yami did the only common thing that anyone did, "Yuugi, wake up…" his rich voice tried to reach for the boy as he gently shook him in the processes.

"Sorrr-ryy, just don't take them a-way from me…" Yuugi cried out desperately as he gripped tightly on to the cotton pillow, as the sound of shuffling blankets increased.

"Yuugi…" Yami brought his arms and encircled the little boy, bringing him close to his chest, "Wake up…" he whispered in a caring voice into Yuugi's ears.

When the boy had finally settle down, in Yami's arms which provided security, Yuugi began to open is eyes, sadly it didn't matter if he was awake or not, all he could see was darkness ever since he could remember. Feeling the comforting aroma around Yuugi made him feel more safe than ever, "I'm sorry, if I woke you up…" Yuugi felt absolutely horrible for causing so much trouble in a day, and he had to stayed with him for the next few weeks, just look how much of a potential trouble he could cause for his kind guardian, the one who has given too much and give nothing back in return.

Yami drew light imprints of circles on Yuugi's back, "What's troubling you…" he asked in concerned.

"Nothing…" Yuugi responded lamely in his timid voice.

Giving a defeated sigh, Yami trusted Yuugi that if it was "nothing" then it was probably nothing to worry about then, he wouldn't pressure the small boy any further, he knew that Yuugi would tell him eventually what's troubling him. Hopefully. "Okay, go back to sleep then."

"Un, Okay."Yuugi agreed shyly as he weakly gripped onto Yami, trying to give him the message that he didn't want to leave so soon.

Yami had caught on to the message that it was okay to hold him for a few more minutes, inside Yami was truly bliss, this was the moment he had dream ever since he met him, it was like god really loved him to be able to have the privilege to hold on to an untainted angel and that-

"Umm…can I t-tell you something." Yuugi interrupted with his small voice.

Yami stopped his random fantasizing as he nod, he was all ears for Yuugi, and he would listen to ever single syllable that Yuugi would say.

- - - -

"Congrauatlion, Mrs. Mouto and Mr. Mouto. It's a healthy boy." The doctor came in with an enthusiastic boy in his arms frantically in the air.

Mrs. Mouto reached out to gather the little boy in her arms, he had smiled happily at his mother, while she weakly smiled back at him. The doctor of the Mouto's had left the room, leaving the mother, father, and grandfather of the newborn child.

Soon Mrs. Mouto's face turned into disgust as she saw the boy in her arms, she clumsily thrust the child into her husband arm, "I don't like him!" she mildly shrieked. She unbelievably cried, how regretful it was to have that intimate moment with her love one that time, she somehow knew it would turn out to be a boy, she just knew. "I wanted a fucking girl." She cried out selfishly, "I didn't want that creature out of my body. I wanted a beautiful girl." Mr. Mouto had let out an exhausted sigh, as he handed the newborn to his father, and went over to comfort his wife.

"I wanted a girl as well," he had to say a white lie in this case; he didn't want to anger his wife any further. In truth he didn't care if it was a boy or girl, he didn't care it all because he was filing a divorce soon, he couldn't take any of her bitching any longer, "Should we send him to the orphanage."

"No, I don't think that would be necessary, my son." Grandfather had announced, "Keep him. You never know he maybe a successful boy in the future." He had waved his finger in front of the newborn as his violet eyes followed where the finger was going, suddenly he cheered as he clasped both his tiny hands on grandfather's finger. "Cheery, aren't we, Yuugi. Yuugi Mouto." He smiled as he pulled the boy up to the ceiling to get a better look at him.

Mr. Mouto sighed, Guess filing a divorce was out of the question now, Damn his father.

- - - -

"Hey sweetie, I'm back. You get to come home today!" Mr. Mouto greeted his wife who was hospitalizing two days after the newborn was released. He walked over as he kissed her cheek tenderly.

She smiled happily, "That's great" as she finished packing up, and hugging the sleeping baby boy in her arms. Even if she hated having a boy child, she would have to learn to love him, after all this is her child, who knows maybe in the future he will be a successful man. She smiled just at the thought; someday he will become a successful person, someday.

She had gotten out of the hospital with some assistance from her husband and her father-in-law, since she was so weak from previous events. Grandfather had opened the door respectfully for his daughter-in-law and new grandson, placing them at the back of the car. Mr. Mouto and Grandfather had seated themselves in front, and had decided to drive back home.

It was late at night and heavy precipitation had fallen down on the road. The weather wasn't that severe, however since the Mouto family wasn't rich in money, their car was poorly bought, further more with the roads being slippery like pure ice in the winter, their car tires couldn't grip onto the tracks and lost control….With a desperate attempt to gain back control on the road, and the sharp squeals the wheels emitted, the results were obvious…

In one quick second you could hear all of the victim's final prayers, victims who were soon to be out of this world…

With the silence that was so thick in the atmosphere, and the sudden explosion of flames that escaped wildly in the air, it was true to say that nobody could've survived this catastrophe.

Various loud sirens were heard far out in the distance, which approached the disaster. Ambulance, Firefighters, Police Officers all came into the scene, just like how you would see in a typical movie, but this wasn't a movie. This was real.

Heavy smoke had floated aimlessly into the air, doing their job to polluting the earth's atmosphere. Many people wore mask to avoid the atrocious smell that could indirectly damage them in the near future.

"CHECK IF ANYONE IS ALIVE IN THE CAR"

One firefighter had the strength to rip out a door, and found a brutally damaged women cuddling up to something.

"Please…" she asked in a raspy voice, "Take care of him…." She coughed in the process; she was using all left of her strength just to say these last words to the kind man who had volunteered to help them.

"Madame, please don't speak your going to be all right." The experienced firefighter had encouraged the wounded woman to cling on to life, but it didn't look like it was working, with her eyes starting to fall heavily.

"Please…" she pleaded desperately as she unwrapped herself from the baby child, showing that he was soundly sleeping, as if this had never happen. 'Some day, this boy will be successful, and make me proud….Some day….'

That following night, it was impossible for doctors to save the father, grandfather and mother; fate had decided it was their time. She had even decided to send the boy to an orphanage just how their parents wanted it to be in the first place, and Life continue to go on.

'Some day, I know you'll make me proud…Yuugi Mouto, Some day.'

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"The firefighter and doctors told me what happened on that night, a few weeks ago, old enough for me to understand. They said I was checked up that time and had found out I had no eye sight, they said there was some sort of permanent infection inflicted in my eye and they couldn't cure it. They thought they should make me stay with some relatives, but I didn't know anyone so they just send me to the orphanage, just like it was planned. Many adopted me, and they also returned me back since they found out I was blind. What use is there for a blind kid?" Yuugi breathing became erratic, Yami had sensed that fresh new tears would flow, he gently cradle him, "I have all these nightmares and fears in my mind of the past, and that I killed my family, my existences had killed the ones that I was suppose to live happily with. I'm so scared." Yuugi continued to cried

Yami wasn't the most experienced person in this situation but he did his best to comfort him physically by drawing small circles on the back, trying to calm him down.

It had somehow work since Yuugi had stopped shuddering out of fear; Yami kissed the top of Yuugi's air to give him reassurance. "Shh…It's okay.. Yuugi, I'm here."

Yuugi gripped onto Yami's sleeves and nodded in agreement, "Yuugi you live in the present, you can't change anything in the past. What's done is done…" Yami hugged him tenderly, "Just look up now, and walk forward…walk forward…I'll be by your side."

Yuugi had somehow felt, he could trust all of Yami's words, all his words just seems so real to him.

Yami had laid Yuugi on the soft bed, as Yami lay down beside him, pulling the covers over the two boys, "Just go to sleep now" Yami planted his lips on Yuugi's head softly. With that Yami had fell into a deep slumber.

Yuugi smiled, he felt much better, it's like he had finally found the light in the darkness he was trapped in for the longest time, he shifted closer to cling onto Yami for support, "Thank you, Thank you so much.", he smiled so happily as fresh tears made it's way down his cheeks, tears of happiness, tears that found a new reason to live, "Thank you."

-Tsu zu ku-

Lame. Lame. And lame, I wouldn't be surprised if I get a whole bunch of constructive criticism, because it was horrible. I suck at making sweet moments…really, Yami was wayyyy too out of character oo, next chapter is you could say a pure pure pure Bakura/ryou chapter, with tiny moments of setoxkatsuya and yamixyuugi but a majority of Bakura/ryou. By the way out of the three shounen-ai couples, I strongly don't really support Bakura/ryou o'' so excuseee if anything is horrible!

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