Smitty: Here is another chapter for you. I hope you guys like it!

Sibil: Its so sad! Happy ones with puppies are better!

Smitty: O.O uhhh... not right now Sibil

Kristy: -.-;

Discalimer: I DO NOT own Yu-gi-oh, the characters, or the lyrics to Sarah Mclachlan's song. I am just using them for the Story.

The Misery and Pain

Jou woke up groggy and sore all over his body. He didn't make an effort to get up off his bedroom floor. He could not hold back the tears. He closed his eyes, while letting tears roll down his cheeks onto the floor. A flashback of last nights event flashed before his very eyes

(flashback)

Jou finally made it home, but was late about a half hour. He knew if his Father was home and drunk it would not be good. Jou opened the door slowly and tried to keep his panting to a minimum. He tiptoed up the dusty stairs toward his room. He opened the door, turned around, and locked it. He did not look thoughly enough to realize his father glaring at him, while sitting on his bed.

"Where have you been boy?"

Joe spun around with wide filled eyes..."I...I was walking home" said as his voice quivered.

"Bullshit! Now where were you?"

"Honest dad, that's where I was! Walking home on the sidewalk! Ask Mrs. Peterson she'll tell you."

"Don't ever Talk to me you hear me!" as Jou's father moved quickly and pressed Jou hard against the door knocking the wind out of his lungs. His Father began to choke him and lifted Jou up in the air. He could not breathe, and began to black out...

No not again...oh god...please?....NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Even though he was blackout, Jou could feel his father punching him, in every place possible. Jou was blacked out, but could feel everything going on around him but could not do anything about it. In his father's drunken rage ripped off Jou's shirt, and tugged off Jou's pants and boxers.

Jou's father entered roughly without mercy, pounding him without restraint. Jou wanted to cry and shout, but couldn't seem to come out of his faint. The cancer made him so weak at this point; he could not even lift his head if he tried.

It was a horrible nightmare that Jou desperately wanted to get out, however could not. His father finished, stumbled out of Jou's room into his own for the rest of the night, yet left Jou there on the floor...abused, sore, bloody, and breathing shallowly against the cold wooden floor.

Jou finally got enough momentum to pull himself on top of his bed. He put on the radio to help him relax somewhat. Yet seem to do quite the opposite. The song called "Angel" sung by Sarah Mclachlan played throughout his room. He looked at an old photograph of two children about 6 or so smiling side by side in one hospital bed, with IVs attached to them on either side of the bed.

Jou was on the left smiling gleefully at the camera, however quite pale. Yet a girl, named Releena, with white long hair and a blue bandana smiled into the camera as well, while hugging Jou by his neck.

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance,
for a break that would make it okay.

There's always some reason
to feel not good enough,
and it's hard, at the end of the day.

I need some distraction,
Oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep from my veins.

-Flashback-

Around 9:30pm, Jou was put in room 204 of the cancer wing of the Manhattan University Hospital. He was so weak from the chemo radiation therapy he just came from. The room was quite since the door was closed, yet Jou could see nurses and doctors walking past in a fast pace. His parents were supposed to stop by after work with his baby sister serenity. At this point, Jou felt like he was alone, and wasn't sure if he was going to make it out of the chemo treatments that way he felt so weak after each treatment.

Let me be empty,
Oh, and weightless,
And maybe I'll find some peace tonight.

Small tears ran down his choppy child cheeks, while wiping them away with his small palms. I few hiccups and whimpers could be herd through the room. However, a finger tapped him on his shoulder: he turned and look to find a small girl with white long hair with a bandana around her head looked at him with concern.

"What is your name? Are you all right? Why are you crying?" She said.

"I'm Jou, I am afraid I live be...bec.because...of...of my chemo and cancer. I don't wanna die!" Jou sobbed once more, and wiped away some tears with his fists. All of a sudden Jou gasped as he felt small arms wrap around his neck, hugging him with all the strength they could give him. Jou looked at her with shock but with some joy in them. She smiled back at him and said softly, "Don't worry Jou I am here and everything will be A-OK!"

You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.

You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.

Jou relaxed within her arms, and smiled slightly, and whispering back, "thank you...what is your name?"

() Releena...my name is Releena, and don't worry Jou...I will be here no matter what k? Friends?"

"Friends" he replied with happiness, but frown with confusion. "Releena aren't you afraid of death? Mommy and daddy say you sleep and you do not wake up at all. I don't wann die!

Releena seem to ask much older the 6 or so years old. She smiled at Jou and hugged him tight. "I am not afraid anymore."

So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.

The storm keeps on twisting.
Keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack.

Jou looked at her in puzzlement, "but the doctor tells me I may recover, but I think he is lying...what did your doctor say?"

"The same but im not afraid...not anymore..."

Don't make no difference,
escape one last time.
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,
Oh, this glorious sadness,
that brings me to my knees.

Jou blinked at her a couple of time with shock and curiosity, "why?"

You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.

You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.

"Because...I have you Jou. I am not alone anymore, and we can get through this together" she smiles brightly at Jou. Jou smiles even wider then before..."yeah your right, we do have each other, and we are not alone anymore.

You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.

Jou looked at the photo closely, then reached over to his nightstand and picked up the phone, deciding to call an old friend for help. He dialed the number hearing it ring, yet he kept looking at the photograph. Finally, a voice could be herd on the other end.

"Hello, this is Releena Woodland speaking"