Lightning-Dono: Alright! Chapter 3! o Even though it's just a bunch of touching trash that doesn't really make me feel touched...Until the end...

Anna: I can't believe I'm going to go save that brat...

Lightning-Dono: What brat? Tamao isn't a brat! You guys respect each other!

Anna: (very quietly) Yes...I do...

Lightning-Dono: Yeah, see?

Anna: Oh, be quiet and continue! ;

Lightning-Dono: And if this were a TV Show, I know the song that would be playing in the background when you guys become friends!

Anna: What, "Northern Lights"?

Lightning: No! "Naritai" from Slayers! You're saying "sorry" and "thank you"! =D

Anna: How. Touching.

Lightning-Dono: You know...They keep saying "Gomen Ne" and "Arigatou" and it's all pretty and cheerful and engergetic--

Anna: I KNOW, I KNOW!

Lightning-Dono: Yes, of course. ..;

-Ryou Bakura walks into the scene-

Ryou: Hi. Jou won't make friends with me.

Lightning-Dono: EEEEkkk...What are you doing here!?

Ryou: ...

Lightning-Dono: Go back into your fanfic!

Anna's heart was racing as she reached the edge of the forest.

"This is it, Tamao. This is the only time I'll bother trying to save you." Then, she thought over it a second. "Oh, why do I keep lying to myself? I care about her so much...Please be okay, Tamao-chan..." She rushed into the forest and searched the dense trees which seemed to be advancing on her.

Yoh was standing on the porch watching his future wife walk into the forest.

"Yoh, we must act fast," Amidamaru urged with that deep calming voice of his. "

Yeah." Yoh towards the forest, feeling pressured.

"But..." He turned towards Amidamaru.

"Why does she suddenly care so much about Tamao? Didn't she always hate her?"

Amidamaru shook his head.

"That's not true, Yoh-dono. She always cared about Tamao-dono. She was afraid to admit it...and she still is." Yoh sighed dramatically.

"Anna, Anna, Anna...What next?" They continued to walk towards the forest.

Beads clanging against each other, Anna continued through the forest. The branches seem to contain restless spirits everywhere of animals who had died in forest fires. It was then that she spotted a fire, the flares dancing slowly across the thin sticks of wood...She went for a closer look and saw Tamao sitting there, sadly holding a bent stick with a fish skewered onto it over the small fire. Her purse was open and with her other hand she was pulling out a picture. She blushed as she saw the picture and held the picture to her chest. Dropping the stick with the fish on it into the fire, she let the tears flow freely as she watched the fire burn up her meal...

ANNA'S POV (point of view)

As I watched this young girl struggling to contain her emotions, guiltiness swept through me like a raging storm. Why did I go and do this to her? She wasn't very old, but I had somehow lost my heart and left her like this. I decided not to approach her just yet. It was safer for her not to know that I cared about her yet. The fact that she was hugging a picture of someone that looked suspisciously like Manta didn't bother. It was the way she was holding herself together. The knee on her jeans was ripped and she had a red stain on her shirt, supposedly a blood stain.

Suddenly, I heard a loud crunching sound behind me. Tamao didn't turn around, luckily. I didn't want her to jump to conclusions of how much I cared about her or me being some top-secret government spy.

As I turned around, a familiar face stared back at me.

"Yoh!" I gasped.

"Yeah, it's me," Yoh said, not troubling to keep his voice down.

"SSSSSHHH!" I shushed him and shoved him into a tree.

"How'd you find me?"

"I saw you from my window, Anna. I had to go see what was going on."

"No you didn't! And don't you dare tell Tamao that I care about her!"

"Of course not." Yoh walked towards the part of the trees that was seperated.

"Hm, seems to be enjoying herself, doesn't she?"

"No. Can you see what that picture is depicting that she's hugging?"

"Yeah. I think it's Manta-kun."

"She likes Manta, Yoh." I indicated the picture freely.

"I know that. Let's head home." Yoh grabbed my hand and tried to pull me out of the woods. But I refused to leave. How would I live with myself if I knew that I had found the person whom I had kicked out, but had never decided to apoligize and allow them to return?

"No, Yoh," I whispered, shaking. I sank to the ground and started to cry silently, something Yoh never thought I'd do. Well, he was wrong. Even the toughest of people had a weak spot...He knelt over curiously.

"Anna, what's going on?"

"Nothing..."

"Don't tell me 'nothing'!" Yoh exclaimed. Tamao turned around cautiously and caugh a glimpse of Yoh's black suit, with the bright orange zipper and seams.

"It's you, Yoh-san," she whispered almost happily. She practically skipped out from where she had been sitting and cradling the picture before. She then saw me and her face fell. I managed a small smile that she never saw...A nervous smile.

"It's...Oh, no." Tamao ran back to the fire, stomped on the flames with her sandals and picked up her purse.

"TAMAO, WAIT!" Yoh cried, stumbling to try and reach her. But to no avail. Tamao cast a frightened look back at the pair and fled into the heart of the forest. Yoh turned towards me, and for a second, I thought he would swing the sword at me. But instead, he helped me up steadily as I wiped my eyes with my night kimono.

"Stop crying. It isn't like you," he whispered into my ear.

"I'll try," I replied, my voice wavering slightly.

We got back to our house...But it didn't seem real. I felt so heavy and as I walked through the door, I collapsed on the floor and Yoh had to help me up into my room.

Even though I had my eyes closed (or 'observing the back of my eyelids', as Yoh put it), I could still see Tamao's frightened look, the picture of Manta, the day she poured Yoh a glass of juice when we were partying with Ren...I turned and pushed my face into the pillow. This was horrible. Why was I feeling such sympathy for such a small, insignificant girl who was moving in on Yoh? Why? Or Yoh's best friend, for that matter?

I got up and walked, cautiously lifting my feet lightly with each step. Finally I got to Manta's room, in which was with Yoh's. I knelt silently by Manta's sleeping bag and brushed back his hair cautiously.

"...I'm so sorry, Manta," I whispered, tears slowly pouring from my eyes as I watching his painful expression, even in his sleep.

Suddenly, he slowly opened his eyes halfway. "...Anna?" He said in disbelief. I nodded. He instantly fell back asleep.