Just so you know, I use English names, but flashbacks of the show will come from the Japanese version… because it's a bit more TeaxYami there than it's in the English show. Hope you enjoy my fic! Please submit reviews; I'm still new at this and I'm a bit confused about editing chapters and everything, but I'd be glad to have some reviews, no matter how bad they might sound. And yes, I know my chapters are a bit too short, but that's because they were too long to read when I wrote them... I hope they're OK anyway! Thank you!

Prologue
"But, Atem… what do you want to do, really?"

Ocean-blue eyes met violet ones. Behind a puzzled surface, anxiety was bubbling inside Tea's mind. The brunette then looked away. The look was so intensive; she had to turn away before she blushed. Atem's eyes still looked at her, with some sadness hidden in them, before he turned towards the window, too. He stroked his borrowed fingers on the smooth window surface. It was shining in the bright sunlight; it had been newly washed and cleaned, and it was a sunny and nice day. The tri-color-haired teenager looked through the window. The streets of Tokyo were always so busy. It was very interesting to watch the people who went by. Each person's personality and history was different from the other. Some mothers dragged their crying babies, while other people slowly dragged their feet melancholy, while yet again others marched briskly by. Everybody walked differently, and everybody did things differently, as the music in the radio started to play for the thousandth time the same day.

Oceans apart, day after day…

"… I… I don't know, actually", Atem replied for the fifth time that hour. Tea ran her fingers through her short hair, staring melancholy at the people outside the café. She hadn't even drunk a mouthful of her big mug of lemon-flavored tea. It had already turned cold, or almost; in this warm weather, nobody, or nothing, could turn completely cold. But it was no longer so hot that there was smoke in the air coming from it. She tried to press the tears back, fiercely demanding them not to come out. If Atem left them… no, it was too horrible to even think of. She sighed, and tried to hold the mug properly to drink some of the cold tea. But her fingers were trembling, and they were too weak. Even her lower lip trembled not to let the tears come out. Thankfully, Atem was looking out of the window, staring hopelessly at the feet that walked by.

But it doesn't stop the pain…

Crash!

Tea didn't even scream. The coffee splashed onto her brand-new top, and the yellow text turned brown, leaving a big spot on her clothes.

"Tea! Are you OK?" Atem burst out, looking at Tea. Tea could hardly answer.
Her entire body, even her soul, was shaking so she would not burst into tears. She felt like a little child whom had lost her dearest treasure. The pastel-green coffee mug was lying split into several small and big pieces on the floor, and everybody stared at her. As a woman, wearing a waitress' uniform (a black vest over a white t-shirt, a red apron, and black pants with shiny black shoes with a white hat on her curly, light-brown hair, which was nicely made into a horsetail) marched past the astonished crowd, pulling on a pair of brand-new, white gloves, they slowly went back to their mumbling conversations.

Wherever you go… whatever you do…

"Dear, dear", she said, shaking her head at the scene before her. "I think you must pay for that, dear. Can you pay it along with the bill? Thank you."Without waiting for a reply, she left a nicely pulled off paper from a notebook on the black table, and taking all the pieces elegantly and putting them on a black plate, she marched back to the kitchen.

"Tea…?" Atem asked doubtfully, eyeing her hesitantly. Tea's ocean-blue eyes were filled with tears, and her sight was blurry. She clenched her fists to press back the tears, and then smiled weakly:

"I'm OK."

She tried to look up in Atem's worried, puzzled eyes, but quickly stared at the floor again. His eyes bored into hers and was about to reveal her feelings. It felt like he pierced into her soul to open her heart's chamber… and that was forbidden. Atem looked the more puzzled, and blinked at her in astonishment, before sighing.

"Tea, I…"

"I don't want you to leave", she interrupted him, to his biggest surprise. He looked up, seeing how a few tears trickled down her cheeks, and wet her already coffee-splashed, black skirt. She was still clenching her fists hard, and even her voice was filled with tears. "I… I want you to stay. Stay with us, forever!" She looked up at him, her eyes the more blurred by tears, which rolled down her smooth cheeks, onto her clothes. "Why can't you stay? Y-you're still our friend! I-I mean… n-no ma-matter wh-whether you're a Ph-Pharaoh or n-not, y-you said yourself th-that it didn't… it didn't matter!"

… I will be right here, waiting for you…

Her voice turned slightly shriller as she spoke. She then burst into tears, and hid her face with her hands, shaking. Atem could only look at her, filled with hopelessness. He wanted to tell her that he didn't want to leave… but yet, he couldn't. His destiny was to leave. That was what Ishizu had said. But Ishizu had said that… that destinies could be changed, too…

He put a hand on her shoulder, making her look up in surprise. His face was close to hers, which just made her cheeks turn bright pink, and make her stop sobbing for a moment or two.

"I… I won't leave, I'm sure, Tea", he said, smiling at her. "I won't leave you, or the others. I want to stay too…"

"… Atem…", she whispered, and then hugged him. "Thanks…"

Atem could only blink in pure astonishment, before she released him, and the moment was over. She was back to normal again.

"So… do you want to go and play some games again?" she smiled her normal smile, all her tears gone. "… Come on! Try to defeat me in something!"

"O… OK", Atem said, blinking in mere surprise.

Wherever you go… whatever you do…

Tea fingered her new, pastel-yellow top, and smiled at the flashback in her mind. The wind howled to catch her attention, and she turned towards the shiny glass window of her room. Outside, the wind was howling to express its unhappiness, while the snow whirled and twirled in beautiful ballets. The ice made cracking sounds as small children stepped onto it, smiling and laughing with their small, shrill voices out of glee as they heard it. Thankfully, it was just a small pool, barely a centimeter deep, so even if it cracked, it wouldn't happen anything. The snow covered the rest of the grass and the sand path, and it was more than five centimeters thick. Tea looked at the beautiful scene with a sigh. Sometimes, she wished she was an artist instead of a dancer, because then she could draw those scenes. So beautiful, so innocent…

She shook her head. No, that wasn't what she was supposed to think of. It was late November, and the guys were all gathered to plan the Christmas celebrations. She thought of how Atem had prayed to the old gods of Egypt to let him stay, and by offering all the Millenium items, he had got his own body. So that normal people who didn't know about him being an ancient Pharaoh soul, they named him Yami Mutou, Yugi's unknown twin brother, to Yugi's mother's biggest shock.

"Tea? What're you doing in here?"

Yami peeked in, looking at Tea, as Tea twirled around in astonishment.

"Oh, Yu – I mean, Yami! I… am just looking… at the scene outside the window."

"The scene?" Yami looked confused, as he walked forward towards the window.
Tea moved a few centimeters away to let him look. Yami looked at the dancing snowflakes, and the playing children.

"That's what I mean", Tea smiled. Yami looked at her, his violet orbs boring thoughtfully into hers. Tea's cheeks turned bright pink as always, and turned her eyes away. She did not want him to look him in the eye, because it felt like he opened her heart's most secret chamber, and that was forbidden. At least, for now, it was.

"Yami? Tea? What're you two doing in here?" Yugi peeked in, smiling. To a complete stranger, Yugi and Yami didn't look very different from each other. The only difference was that Yami had a few more blonde streaks which spread itself over the spiky, black hair with violet edges like a fan, and that Yami was half a head higher, had smaller eyes, a more serious face expression and a deeper voice, but there was so much more to tell about the two of them. Yugi looked weak, and he was more kind-hearted and shy. In fact, Yugi wasn't weak at all, but he looked so. Yami looked tough and strong. He wasn't more outgoing, but he wasn't very shy, just short-worded.

"Oh, I was just looking at the playing children", Tea explained, a bit surprised at Yugi's sudden interruption.

"And I was trying to drag Tea back to our discussion", Yami smiled, "Because she had come to see this… whatever it is."

Yugi laughed at the thought, and Tea and Yami joined in, but Yugi's mind twitched a bit suspiciously. He smiled secretly in his mind, and Yami, whom was still somewhat mentally connected to Yugi, used telepathy:

"What're you doing?" He asked suspiciously, giving him another of his piercing glances. Yugi didn't back, but he winked at his past self, both of them still in their minds.

"Nothing. I haven't said anything; how so?"

"… You don't look innocent…", Yami told him in a warning and still suspicious tone. Yugi winked once more in their minds, and then broke the connection. Tea watched the two of them, puzzled. Yugi and Yami were silent and looking at each other, as though they were mentally speaking, and she was sure they did. She had seen them done so for practically half a year, but she always wanted to find out what they spoke about.

"Well, anyway…", she coughed, "Are we going back or not?"