If I owned Yu-Gi-Oh, I'd have body guards to protect me from the angry people coz I haven't updated……-Cowers behind the sofa-

Chan: -Still cowering behind the sofa- I'm sorry! I know it's been ages!

Yami: She seems to like leaving readers and reviewers hanging on a cliff hanger for ages.

Chan: Actually, I like to see if they're still reading after all this time.

Yami: I don't see how anyone can like this story! It's EVIL!

Chan: -tackles Yami and tries to mess up his hair-

Yugi: ummm…..guys? Hello? Damn….I guess I'll have to do the reviews then.

BeamaCasey: Yugi: She didn't update soon, but you're right about how evil the chapter was. Don't cry though! I'll make Yami well again! –huggles you-

Sabey: Yugi: glad you like it. But I'm not so glad that you like Yami torture almost as much as Chan……I can see she has corrupted your mind.

Dark-Lady-Devinity: Yugi: I like brown eyes too, but they don't suit Yami. I never knew what masochist meant before; you learn something new every day! Thanks for having some pity on me as well as my Yami!

S. Chensu and Luff: Yugi: If Chan wasn't so absorbed in ruining Yami's hair style, she would apologise. Yami just can't except that Bakura doesn't like him. I think the idea of the story being in my POV is so you don't get the whole picture until later, if you get what I mean.

Jade Cade: Yugi: I'd lock him up and throw away the key. I won't let him kill himself, even if it means tying him to a chair, hiding all the sharp objects and sleeping tablets, and force feeding him. Poor Yami….he is so skinny.

Mellinde: Yugi: ummm…..yeah….calm down now…..I'll pass the message on to Bakura next time I see him….right after kicking his shin that is.

Unkown2005: Yugi: Yami loves Bakura far too much to give up, or even pretend to give up. In this story, the Mariks live in domino.

Hikari Rioki: Yugi: No! Another Yami torture fan! –Sigh- Chan will say thanks.

Shackle: Yugi: ummm…..yes? –Edges away- Chan: -from the floor, still fighting Yami- Thank you for reviewing!

CrimsonDxX: Yugi: -hugs- aww, calm down…..I'll poke Chan with a Spork until she writes a happy, cheerful ending with lots of love all round!

Hathor-goddess: Yugi: Sadly, I don't think Yami ever will get over 'Bakura the Scumbag'. I'm glad you like the story though. Keep reading and reviewing!

Chan: -has pinned Yami- Hello! Thanks for answering all the reviews Yugi! Now there's only one thing left to say.

Yami: Don't say it.

Chan: Continue!

Yugi: she said it…… -Voice fades out-

Chapter 3
More One sided-Love

Yugi's P.O.V.

I pulled Yami to his feet as gently as I could and tried to drag him along. He didn't try and help, not that he could. He could barely stay conscious. He just leant against my shoulder, his breath in my ear the only sign that he was still alive. Other than that, he was a dead weight.

"Oh Yami…" I was, once again, close to tears I was unable to shed. Yami, for once, wasn't crying, even though I know I would've been crying my eyes out if I'd of been him. I was never going to be strong enough to drag him home, especially not how we were, both covered in his blood…I was too embarrassed to walk all the way back to the game shop.

As carefully as I could, I sat Yami down so he as leaning against the dustbins and pulled out my mobile phone. Who should I call? Not Grandpa…I didn't want to worry him with this… Joey. That's who. My fingers were shaking so badly that it took me several attempts before I managed to type the number in properly and hold the phone to my ear.

At first, it just rang and rang. I started to worry that he might not answer, but then, after a long, long time……

"Hello?" Joey's voice drifted into my ear, leaving me feeling so revealed that I almost fainted.

"J-Joey, it's Yugi!" and that was all I could get out before I broke down. I'd held it together for so long and now I was falling apart. Tears were streaming from my eyes and my voice was catching in my throat.

"Yug, what's the matter?" it took me ten minuets and several attempts before I managed to get out the whole story. More than once while I was talking, I thought I heard Yami make some kind of protest against me telling Joey what had happened, but whenever I looked over at him, he was quiet and still.

After I hung up, I looked around the alley properly for the first time. Yami's bag was on the floor, some of the contents spilled across the floor, but once I'd checked through it, I could see there was nothing missing. It actually shocked me quite a bit. We all know that Bakura's a thief. He shoplifts all the time, and he's stolen things from Yami before as well. Mostly just money, but more than once Yami says he's 'lost' something like his bracelet or a new CD….as I was standing there, I couldn't help but wonder just how many times it had been due to Bakura that they had gone missing. Blood, Yami's blood, was splattered in some places against the wall and pavement, even on the bags of rubbish that had been piled in a heap. After what seemed like forever, Joey came. He was in the driver's seat of an old, rusty car.

"J-Joey? Where did you get that?" actually I wasn't sure if I wanted to know.

"My dad's." He said, leaping out of the car and slamming the door behind him. He slid over the front of the car and ran over to where I had sat Yami. He checked him over just as I had done, before straightening and turning to me.

"I don't want to worry grandpa…." I mumbled, feeling slightly stupid. Joey sighed but gave me a soft smile.

"Yeah I can understand why." He said. "Heck, I'm a bit freaked out by this." I didn't like the thought of Joey being scared by this. It made me even more scared. I started crying again.

"Hey, hey Yugi, calm down." Joey wrapped his arms round me. "Shhh….everything will be alright." He stayed hugging me until I'd calmed down. Once I'd stopped crying, he led me over to the car and held the passenger door open for me while I climbed in. I watched through the window as he picked up Yami and sat him on the back seat then gathered up our school bags and then put them in the car too. Finally he got into the drivers seat and turned on the engine.

"We'll take him back to my place. My dad won't mind, he's asleep anyway." As he drove, he reached over and wiped away some of my remaining tears. I shut my eyes and breathed deep, not liking Joey to see me upset. Because I had my eyes shut, I didn't realise we were at Joey's house until the car stopped. He must have thought I was asleep or something, because I heard his door open and then him walking away. I couldn't be bothered to open my eyes so maybe I was half asleep after all… I could hear Joey's footsteps as he returned and opened the back door, took Yami out and then went away again. I never heard or felt him carry me to the house, so I really must have been asleep by that time.

The next thing I knew, I was laying on the sofa in Joey's apartment and Joey was shaking me awake.

"J-Joey? Was I asleep?" I mumbled.

"Yes, you were. For the last two hours." There was amusement evident in his voice.

"Where's Yami?" I asked, sitting up straight.

"He's in my bed asleep." He whispered. "I don't want to wake him up." I couldn't believe that I'd fallen asleep that quickly. Or that Yami had fallen asleep just as quickly as me. Once I'd taken a minute to wake up, my blonde haired friend led me into the room where Yami was sleeping. My double was lying in bed, damp cloth on his forehead, one bandaged arm clutching the sheets, most of the blood cleaned away. I wanted to go in a hug him. I wanted to shut the door and never see him so hurt again. But in the end I didn't do anything near as emotional as that. I simply shut the door and wet back to the kitchen where Joey was (no surprises there then).

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw what he'd done. He'd brought fast food. I must say I kind of expected it. Fast food is Joey's answer to everything. He'd got a burger, fries, and a milk shake for each of us, strawberry for me, and chocolate for him. He'd also got us each a large coke and a massive tub of ice cream for us to share. Not only this, but he had spread an old picnic rug on the floor, having pushed the table to one side, and was putting the food on plates, on the floor.

"Ummmm….what are you doing?" my laughter was making it difficult to speak properly. He looked up at the sound of my voice, even though he must have heard me giggling.

"Oh come on Yugi, I know this always cheers you up." I couldn't tell whether he was trying to make me laugh or not. Ok, it's true; he has done this more than once before, and every time he has done it, it as cheered me up. But every time he does it, it still strikes me as being crazy.

It's even weirder than what Joey normally eats. And that's saying something, believe me. But hey, if weird friends are the price you have to pay for being cheered up and stuffing your face, then so be it. I sat myself down and began eating.

"Heh, hungry much Joey?" I said, as he took a bite of ice cream straight from the ice cream scoop. He swallowed.

"What?" he grinned at me and I just grinned back and got on with eating my food. And as we ate, we talked. We talked about just about everything. He didn't make me talk about Yami though, which I'm very glad of, I hadn't told him everything over the phone and he knew it, but even mentioning it now would make me start crying again, and I'd already made myself look stupid enough.

We had to keep our voices down a bit to not wake up either Yami, or Joey's dad, but they were both sleeping pretty deeply so we didn't have to whisper at all. I know the real reason why Joey's dad was asleep. He had been drunk the night before. Just like he has been every night before that, and he'll be drunk again tonight. I could see where Joey had tried to conceal the bruise on his forehead. His dad does sometimes hit him when he's really drunk; no matter how many times Joey says he doesn't. Seeing Joey hurt makes me just as angry as when I see Yami hurt……

OK, I'm going to confess to something now, I'm pretty sure I can trust you, whoever you are, to keep a secret. I know that I should be worrying about Yami all the time, and I am. But the thing is, well, I'm in love. With Joey. I was before I found out about Yami loving Bakura, and I still am now. I think I always will be…

End Chapter

Chan: yeah I know the last paragraph sounded a bit weird… but I hope you like it. Sorry it's so short, better than nothing though.

Yami: please R&R to keep her happy, she'll write more Yami torture if you don't review.

Chan: and I'll be writing more Yami torture if they do review too. But R&R anyway!

((Ok, I've just found this again after it has been hanging around for months. I thought I'd put it up ages ago, but I'd just uploaded it and never put it into a story. So to any people thinking of reporting this story coz of the review responses, this will be my last chapter with them in! They are only here due to a mistake on my part.))