Mesa backu! O.O I got loads of reviews! &Bounces and huggles reviewers& Thanku! Votes for couples are:

Ryou/Yugi – 2

Yami/Yugi – 2 You still have time to vote!

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Sansi: Hum, YY/Y, or R/Y Votes are equal! We'll have to see whom Yugi's paired with! This is bad, even the authoress doesn't know where her fic's going! Whatever, thanks for reviewing!

Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: &laughs evilly& What sort of parents you ask? The abusive freak type? Maybe? . Poor iccle Yugi! &Huggles& I don't believe what I write sometimes! Well, at least you didn't yell death threats at me...

ShatteredSoul56: Yup, sick, twisted freaks. . Erm, glad you like the fic, Here's the update.

Ryuran: Glad you like the fic!

Black-Flare-Shadow: Yup! Jinxes are a frequent thing in my life, and fics!

Chrisoriented: Ironic? What is? This wasn't hard for me to come up with; I didn't think it was that original...

Inuyasha0001: If you're thinking what I think you are, I don't write that sort of thing in my fics anymore.

Joey-lover: &blinks& &huggles& I have a thing for making my reviewers cry! I'm not sure if that's good or bad... Lol! Owh well, please don't flame me! But do you really think Yugi would be able to get out of that situation?

Tiger Witch: &grabs random stuff and builds barricade& &grabs flame-thrower& You will never hurt me! &Tests flame-thrower& &flame-thrower breaks& &gulps& Guess I'm in big trouble then... &runs&


Just over a week later Yugi was sat on the train on the way to Domino City. By his feet was a small travel bag, and in the luggage compartment were another bag, containing personal belongings, and cloths. He couldn't believe it had come to this. Everywhere still ached, even though it was over a week since the incident, just thinking about it made him shake and almost cry. He just wanted to meet up with Ryou so he could talk to someone, but at the same time, he didn't want to tell anyone, in fear that the world would shy away from him, even the social, he knew, would shy away from what he now was. Or more like was lacking. He was bloody 13-years-old and he'd been... he'd been... he didn't want to think about it. It was another fifteen stops until he reached Domino; he just wanted to sleep. But he daren't sleep on the train, in a public place. He knew he'd be forced to relive that night, then he'd scream, he knew he would, and then he'd have people worrying over him and someone would force it out of him and call social, then he'd be in deep shit.

Yugi just couldn't shake of the self-disgust, the hatred, hatred of himself. He'd been so weak; he'd just let it happen! How could he have let his own father do that to him? He really didn't want to relive it again, but he didn't have a say. The torment played over and over again in his head, he wanted to curl up and die. He'd wanted his life to just end. He wasn't worth anything any more. He was used, soiled, and dirty. He didn't deserve his place on this planet! Come to think of it, it probably wasn't his place, and everything that had happened to him was his punishment for somehow taking some, nice, clean person's spot. He sighed, curling his knees to him and crying softly into them, hoping no one would notice. People walked past, going about their lives, getting ready to get off at the next stop, but he still felt like they were avoiding him, still felt like they were disgusted with him. This weak, pathetic little shrimp. This used, thing, which didn't deserve to live anymore.

Two hours later Yugi stepped off the train at Domino station and went to get his baggage out of the luggage cart. Then it would just be a matter of finding his grandpa's shop.

Yugi limped out of the station and down streets until he found the Turtle Game Shop. He pushed the door open and heard the little tinkle, then spotted his grandpa in a back room.

"Grandpa?" he said, and the man jumped, putting down the paperwork he was looking through and glanced at Yugi, getting up as he greeted the boy.

"Hello Yugi! How are you? And why have you got so much luggage? You're only staying a week!"

Yugi forced himself to smile slightly, now the part he had been dreading, lying to his grandpa.

"I'm fine, thanks, just a bit stiff from the journey, and I'm staying with a friend after here, so that's why I've got so much stuff."

"I'm glad you're alright. I was worried."

Yugi froze.

"Why grandpa? What's there to worry about?"

"Just that you'd rather spend your summer holidays with your grandpa than at home with your friends!"

"I don't have many, sorry, any, friends back home, but I'm meeting up with two of my e-pals, people I've met on the net, here. Also I've not seen you in so long, and neither of us is getting any younger!"

"Why you cheeky little scamp!"

Yugi 'eep'ed and dodged out of the way.

"I was only joking, I'm sorry!"

"What's the matter Yugi, I was only messing. Are you sure you're ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Grandpa?"

"Yes."

"One of my e-pals says he comes here all the time. You don't know him do you?"

"Well, a lot of my customers come here often, what's his name?"

"Yami."

"Oh yes! I know Yami! And that reminds me, his order of cards is in, I need to call him."

"You know his number?"

"Yes, we're good friends, he comes and helps out sometimes, a very nice boy. But I worry about the company he keeps sometimes."

"Why?"

"His two friends. The worry me, they look like twins, but they're not. It's freaky, and they're both psycho's as far as I'm concerned."

"Ryou and Bakura?! I can see why you'd say Bakura was a phy..."

"No, that's not them, I don't know anyone called that, no these two are called Marik and Malik."

Then, as if on cue, three people came through the door, laughing and joking about various things.

"Oh, Yami, I was just about to call you."

Yugi turned around to see two blonde boys, that gave of an air of the sort of people you leave alone, and someone who looked like he could be Yugi's twin, only a bit taller and not so angelic looking.

"Oh, have those cards come in? Finally! Now you two are going down!" he finished, turning to his two friends.

"Yugi, why don't you take your things up to your room and Yami can help you, then I let you go and do what you want, don't worry about helping me, just go and have fun."

"Ok, thanks grandpa! But I won't feel right if I don't do something, how about I cook tonight?"

"It's all sorted Yugi, now, Yami, you know where the spare room is don't you?"

The boy that looked like Yugi nodded.

"How could I not? I lived there for over a year!"

Yugi got the distinct impression there was something that Yami hadn't told anyone, and was never intending to, much like him now. He knew how jumpy Yami had got the last night they'd talked, and worried slightly.

During the time he'd been musing, Yami had picked up his bag and carried it up the stairs to the landing, where he was waiting for Yugi. Who quickly picked up his other little bag and hurried up after him, or as fast as he could without being in pain.

"Why are you limping?" Yami said as soon as he'd got into a little room upstairs, it was nothing fancy, just a nice, average spare room.

Yugi was slightly shocked and a bit scared by the directness of the question, but he had to answer somehow. He thought fleetingly of Yami's expression and actions if he told him the truth, but he wasn't about to.

"I'm stiff from the trip."

"Right. Nice try, now tell me the truth."

"I just have."

"I know you don't get a limp like that from sitting down too long, and anyway, it would have gone off by now after walking from the station to here. Now what happened to you?"

"Alright, my dad hit me in the small of the back quite hard, and again on the hip, that's all."

Yami let out a breath he seemed not to have realized he'd been holding and visibly relaxed.

"I worried after you said your dad wanted to play with you and you left so quick and didn't come back on. Ryou and me were worried sick. I'm just glad you're ok."

"I'm going to start thinking you want me striped of my innocence if you keep this up!" Yugi joked, choking up slightly, but turning it into a coughing fit, before leading the way out and downstairs again, wiping his eyes of some of the tears that had gathered there.

"Yugi! I would never wish that on anybody!" Yami exclaimed, running after his little double.

"Wish what?" one of Yami's friends said as they got back into the main part of the shop.

"Nothing."

"Oh, Right." The other boy didn't sound offended, just as though he knew he'd said something he shouldn't have, Solomon also looked worriedly at Yami as he came back in with a tray of biscuits.

'I'm going to have to tell them at some point, Yami at least, or I'm going to have to go back. And I don't think I could face that.' Yugi thought as he took a glass of orange juice, suddenly feeling very sick.

"Oh, Yugi, I haven't introduced you to Malik and Marik" Yami said, indicating each of he friends in turn.

"Hey!" Malik said, while Marik just nodded.

"Just so you don't get any surprises, they're gay and go at it like rabbits in season, so always knock on any closed door that they're behind! I learnt that the hard way!"

"Well we did warn you Yami!" Malik said, grinning at his blushing friend while Yugi just stared, his eyes slightly wide out of shock, partly from the comment, and that anyone could do that.

"I tell you Bakura! This is the right place! Look, it's the right address and it's called the Turtle Game shop! This is it 'Kura, and if it's not, the people inside can give us directions." Came a perfect English accented voice, followed by a harsher, grumpier one.

"Fine, whatever, but I'm not walking any more!"

"'Kura! We just got out the taxi! You are the limit! You know that? I can't believe you want to sit down after you've been sat since 5:30 this morning!"

"You know I don't like traveling."

"Well why did you come on this trip then?! I never asked you to come!"

"Whatever."

Two white haired boys, again looking like twins, came through the door; the taller scowling as he glanced around, then stopped as he laid eyes on Malik and Marik.

"Oh hell no! What the fuck are you two doing here?!"

"Nice to see you to! And I was about to ask you the same!"

"Hello Ryou!" Yugi said brightly, instantly taking a liking to the smaller of the two boys who he knew was Ryou, his problems forgotten, at least for now, but he still felt to good to be around these people.

"Bakura." He added, nodding politely to the other.

"Hey Yugi, sorry 'bout my yami's behavior. He's a grumpy sod sometimes."

"So we can see. How was your trip?" Yami said, getting up to say hello, along with Yugi, Bakura quickly taking his seat.

"Fine if you leave out him sending a air hostess to the shadow realm, and moaning the whole journey that he was cramped, now all he want's to do is sit down! There's hardly any pleasing him!"

"So, good then!" Yami said with a grin and Ryou nodded.

"Well 'Kura! How's your life been since you ditched us?"

"Great up until I walked through that door."

"Oh come on! You're not still mad, are you 'Kura-kun?"

"Malik, you know full well it's over, it has been for almost four years, so don't call me that, it's reserved for Ryou only."

"Bakura? What're they talking about?" Ryou said, his cute English voice and lithe form making him undeniably attractive, even Yugi had to admit that fact, even if Ryou was a guy.

"These two losers and I were in a relationship of sorts about four years ago. It's all buried history as far as I'm concerned though Ryou, nothing to worry about." He said, getting up to give his hikari a quick kiss, which made the smaller glow from the attention and blush from embarrassment.