The game was over. Possibly the greatest game of life and death was finally done, and his side had come out victorious. Yami Yugi immediately noticed the bleeding from his many wounds had stopped. The blood was beginning to evaporate and disappear in the air. His wounds were slowly beginning to close, the pain being swallowed away with it. He looked back up at his friends, and knew immediately he had to get them down. He made his way to the balcony and untied each of his friends from the crosses, making notice that they also began the process of healing and revival. Their bodies glowed with a mysterious yet blessing shine which showed they were being brought back.

It never stopped glowing, he thought. It was foolish to never see something so bright right in front of me.

He stood over the bodies as he felt his own wounds heal. The biggest wound that was healing the most was the one that opened when his friends began to die. As he stood there, watching them come back, he felt his entire strength had returned, although his cuts had not fully recovered. A tear of joy fell from his eye.

Within me, I hold memories of horror and mystery, but I also have memories of love and unforgettable times. Whatever memories I can regain from my long ancient past could not give me better than what I already have.

The healing process was nearly complete. The perfect world began to fade into the real world. Yami Yugi knew as soon as all his wounds were healed, he would return to a mere spirit inside Yugi. He had no regrets about that though. He couldn't have been more thrilled to go back to the way things were.

Honda was the first to awake.

"Am I-am I back?" he asked.

Jounouchi stood up, punching Honda back to the ground.

"Yep, pretty sure you are," Jounouchi laughed, happy to be back. "Nearly broke my wrist punching that hard head."

Honda was ready to get up and fight him, but Anzu stepped between them, stopping them from tearing each other's throats out.

"Idiots number one and two…" she sighed.

"No, just an idiot and a bonkotsu," Kaiba was now up.

"Why you…" Jounouchi growled. Otogi held him back.

"Looks like everyone's back now!" Otogi cheered.

The group grew silent. All of them turned to Yami Yugi, who was in the process of returning to his spirit form inside the puzzle.

"Yugi…" they were about to thank him.

"No, I don't want you to thank me," he smiled as he became almost see-through. "I should thank you…for bringing me here."

Honda arched an eyebrow.

"I realized that I was truly guided here by all of you. Not just through here, but through everything. Because of you, I can fight, and will fight. I don't know if I would have done that before."

They all smiled at him as he became a ghost.

"It's nothing," Kaiba responded, looking down. His mind was still focused on something else.

"Kaiba," Anzu asked, "what is it?"

"Mokuba," he said with a soft tone. "Where is he? Did he do anything to him?"

Only Yami Yugi understood why Kaiba questioned Mokuba's whereabouts.

The utopia they had been in was now gone. What stood was the construction site of the dueling dome they had been at when they found Yugi, only now they were up on the main floor. Sitting on a dirty floor with plaster and tools, they removed themselves from the ground. Frantically, Kaiba searched for his brother. Lifting up a large piece of plaster, he found his brother lying underneath, unconscious. Seto tried to bring him back to consciousness, but Mokuba was still out.

"He-he isn't…" Seto looked towards the ground and then screamed. "Mokuba!"

Upon hearing his voice, Mokuba opened his eyes.

"S-Seto!" he called. He immediately leaped up into his brother's arms, and Seto hugged him tightly. He began to cry harder than he ever had. "I-I saw you die, an-and he put me i-in a hut all on my own, saying that I had no brother but…but him! All I kept seeing was you dying, Seto! Don't do that again!"

Seto hid it, but also shed a tear.

"Don't worry, Mokuba," he whispered in his brother's ear. "I won't do that to you ever again."

The group was happy to see the Kaiba brother's united.

"Somebody get help!" they heard a scream. It was Bakura.

The group looked behind them and saw Bakura kneeling on the ground next to a smaller body. Bakura did everything he could to try to keep this person alive, but he seemed to be losing him.

"It's Yugi!" he shouted at them. "He's…he's still hurt!"

"I thought that was supposed to heal!" Jounouchi exclaimed. "What the hell?"

For a brief moment, the group watched to see if the wound got any better, but it would not heal on its own. It continued to pour blood and Yugi began to breathe heavily and sweat. They could not understand why it was not closing, until Anzu thought back to it.

"Guys, there was one wound that wasn't caused by Anubis," Anzu mentioned, standing in shock. "Remember…when he was possessed, and Anubis tried to use him to kill the other Yugi? The real Yugi, he redirected the attack…at himself."

The entire group froze. They realized that one of them, arguably the one most undeserving of it, still had one more fight to overcome. They gathered around him, trying to think of ways they could help him. Jounouchi took his shirt off and used it to cover the wound to try and stop the bleeding, while Honda lifted Yugi's head on his knees. Seto pulled out a cell phone from his pocket and dialed 9-11.

And from the side, nearly invisible, Yami Yugi watched his partner. He suffered from more shock out of anyone when he saw that Yugi had to heal himself. This seemed to ruin his entire moment; his success in defeating Anubis almost felt like nothing to him knowing little Yugi might not make it.

"The ambulance is coming!" Seto told them.

"Hang on, Yugi!" Otogi cried out.

Yami Yugi wanted to burst into tears again. He felt like a wimp, but he couldn't stand the idea of losing Yugi, who was his most loved and important friend. He went and stood beside his partner, kneeling down next to him, placing a hand on his thigh. He shut his eyes, almost trying to telepathically speak to him.

"It's almost over, Aibou," he said, though he could not be heard. "You're not ready to die yet. I'm not ready to let you. We're not ready to let you."

Author's Note: Alright, a short one! Cliffy again…well kind of. In case you were wondering, that was the final twist (sort of) I mentioned earlier.

I meant to post this yesterday, but didn't have time. Sorry! Probably left y'all with a bit of confusion as of whether that was the end or not. Obviously it wasn't, and hopefully this chapter at the very least cleared some things up for you. I doubt any of you will see what the last chapter has in store. Only two left.
Next one could be up as early as Saturday, but somehow I doubt that (might be the longest chapter of the last few) so it might be delayed until next week sometime. Then it's essays times…argh.
Okay until next time. Please review!