YD: My reviewers convinced me to update sooner. I love you all!

HS: Can we please move along?

Disclaimer: The sky will be green and the grass blue and I will be sane before I own Yuugiou… which will never happen, especially the part of me being sane.

Notes: "talking" ((hikari to yami)) (yami to hikari)


Chapter four, Payback

Yuugi opened the door and saw someone he really didn't want to see… Anzu. She was wearing a yellow... thing that barely covered anything. Her skirt was even really a skirt either.

"You! What are you doing here? I thought you were still in the hospital!" She yelled.

"Well, I'm back." Yuugi replied calmly, unmoved by Anzu's shouts. Anzu slapped the unsuspecting boy. He fell hard, onto the floor and landed on his sore side. Yuugi held back a groan.

(Aibou, are you alright?) The concerned sound of Yami soothed the teen slightly.

(Ow… help me Yami! Ow!) Anzu kicked Yuugi in the stomach. He rolled onto his side from the power of the kick. Who knew heels could hurt so much? Anzu laughed at the helpless teen on the floor.

"Not so tough now are we?" She kicked him again. Yuugi struggled to get up. Anzu just stood there and watched the younger boy struggle against the pain that was threatening to overwhelm him.

(Y-Yami… help… me… please.) He was roughly slammed against a wall by Anzu. That was going to leave a bruise.

"Yami is mine. Stay away from him." She growled. Yuugi felt a wave of possessiveness wash over him.

"Yami isn't owned by you. He chose to leave you and come to me. Back off if you know what's good for you." Yuugi said hypocritically. Anzu scowled and was about to answer. A voice cut her off before she could utter a syllable.

"Let go of my aibou." A voice ordered. Anzu turned and Yuugi sighed in relief. Yami was here to help him.

"Yami, aren't I your aibou, your partner?" Yami scowled darkly. That nickname was meant for Yuugi and Yuugi alone. No one could take his place. He had learned that the hard way. Yuugi watched at his yami, taking in his reaction.

"I already ended things with you. Now let go of my hikari." Yami didn't show it, but he was worried, worried for the well-being of his hikari. Yuugi felt the uncertainty filter through the link. He frowned and sent his love and assurance through the link. Yami blinked and smiled at his hikari. Anzu mistook the smile and assumed it was directed at her.

"Thinking about me? You're so sweet." Yami mentally frowned. He wanted to let out a string of profanities directed at Anzu, but Yuugi might get hurt.

(Are you alright, koi?)

((Not so much. My side hurts really badly.)) Yuugi admitted. Yami sent sympathy through the link, understanding that it wasn't just because Anzu kicked him several times; it was because it was where he had stabbed himself.

"Who do you love, Yami?" Anzu asked randomly, interrupting their private conversation.

"Yuugi," Yami replied instantly, not hesitating at all. Anzu's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Is that so?" She hissed in anger.

"Yes, I love him more than life itself. Now that I've answered your question, let Yuugi go." Yami stepped forward, ready to release Yuugi from his captive.

"No, I don't think I will." She said teasingly. One hand still pinned Yuugi to the wall and one hand was now absentmindedly playing with a knife. Yami froze. That knife looked oddly familiar…

"That's… That's the k-knife that I used to t-try to k-kill myself." Yuugi stuttered. It almost killed him once, by his own hand; what harm would it do in the hands of a person who would do anything to get what she wanted? Anzu smirked at the scared teen.

"That's right, little Yuugi. How perceptive of you. It's the knife that will end your life." Yuugi winced as the knife touched his neck. A thin line of crimson appeared.

"Why are you doing this?" Yami asked, enraged.

"Because with Yuugi out of the way, you will come back to me." Yami almost choked. Anzu pointed the knife directly over Yuugi's heart.

"Ready to die?" Anzu asked nastily. Yuugi turned his gaze to Yami. Instead of fear in his eyes, all Yami could see was calm sadness.

((I love you, Yami, for always and forever. Remember that, Yami.)) A single tear ran down Yuugi's cheek.

(No Yuugi, don't give up! I'll find a way to save you! Please, don't leave me, aibou. I can't live without you.)

Without warning, Anzu stabbed the place where Yuugi stabbed himself before. A piercing scream ripped through the air. Yami flinched but he counted his blessings. Anzu could've stabbed him in the heart. She smirked and dropped him. Yuugi landed on the floor, knife still in his side. He did not move.

"Yuugi!" Yami moved to save his hikari. Anzu stepped in front of Yuugi and held up a hand, stopping him. Yami scowled.

"If you want him to live you have to kiss me like you would kiss him. Then, I'll decide if poor little Yuugi gets to live or not." Yami raised a hand, shadows gathered in his palm. His aura radiated hate.

"You forget that I have control over the Shadow Realm. The status quo has changed. There's no one here to stop me this time." With a careless looking motion, Anzu disappeared, mind, body, and soul in the Shadow Realm. Once she was gone, Yami quickly gathered his hikari in his arms.

"Aibou, speak to me." Yami ordered softly. There was a whimper from the smaller teen. Yami sighed in relief. He wasn't dead. "I'm going to take the knife out alright?" Yuugi gripped Yami's jacket and squeezed his eyes shut, knowing it would hurt. Yami wrapped his hand around the handle and pulled. Once again, a scream pierced the air. Yami winced slightly as the pain rebounded across their shared link. Blood was steadily pouring out of the wound in Yuugi's side. Yami dropped the blood-stained knife and press a cloth against the wound. The white cloth was instantly stained red.

"I'm going to put you to sleep so you don't feel any pain alright?"

"I t-trust you, Y-Yami." Yami touched two fingers to Yuugi's forehead. He pulled away and Yuugi went limp.

"Let's get you to the hospital... again."

At the hospital, five minutes later, Yami, Bakura, and Ryou were gathered in the Waiting Room. Yami already hated the room and he'd only been there twice.

"Let me get this straight. Yuugi is back in the hospital because Anzu stabbed him. Correct?" Ryou asked, trying to clarify what Yami had told them. Yami nodded and continued pacing. Bakura rubbed his temples, annoyed.

"He's going to be fine though. He didn't lose that much blood, thank Ra." Yami muttered. The doctor had already told him of Yuugi's condition. They just needed to make sure everything was fine.

"Don't hurt yourself, Pharaoh. You said yourself that he is going to be fine." Bakura spat, annoyance getting to him. Yami glared at him.

"You'd be worried if this were Ryou, tomb robber. Don't tell me what to do." Normally, Bakura would retort and a fight would break out. This time, the ex-tomb robber understood what Yami was going through, so he shut up. Ryou gave him a grateful look, silently thanking him.

"Mister Atemu Yami?" The addressed teen stopped pacing and looked up to see a doctor holding a clipboard.

"Yes?"

"Yuugi would like to see you." Yami could have sighed in relief; Yuugi was fine and asking for him.

To Be Continued


YD: Not such a big cliffhanger this time.

HS: Thank you for all the kind reviews. Each one persuaded me to keep going.

YD: More reviews please!

HS: Till next update!