A/N: Sorry for the long update, really. I just finished my first (and easiest as what some friends from the higher years from my school said) return demonstration. I passed, even though it's not that high enough and today, well let's say that I'm taking a break from all those tons schoolwork. Anyway, I hope you will like this one. Thanks a lot:D

Btw, I really, really like to thank all those who spent their time reading and reviewing the previous chapter. Really, I was amazed on how you guys reacted. I myself didn't even expect that it would turn out that way. Promise… Great, I'm really getting more and more talkative as days pass by. Okay, I really should restrain myself from doing this.

I did some minor changes here. I wasn't able to notice the typographical errors. I'm sorry.

Here's the story now…

"What does light mean to you?"

I stared dumbfounded at the computer screen as I read an e-mail message from a long distant friend. It took my mind several minutes before it could process the data my senses had received.

The question is so simple and in an instant I knew the answer but when I was going to press the letters at the keyboard, my fingers had gone numb and my mind went blank.

I asked myself: what was my answer again? I knew my answer but I forgot it; in fact it was at the tip of my tongue, but my nerve neurons can't even reach it.

Anyway, this friend of mine never asked these kinds of questions. 'It's not me when I ask those kinds of questions.' She said once to me and that's why I'm really convinced that she's facing a difficult problem.

Luckily, after squeezing my mind for several hours, I got to type my answer. It was shorter than the first one (I knew it was long but the contents of it, I totally forgot them); actually it only comprises a single word. I don't know why I lost track of my answer; but I believe that whatever it is, this one's better than the first

As I clicked the 'Reply' button at the top of the message, I typed my answer in bold capital letters: YOU.

Chapter Two: The Light Vanishes

Yami felt dirt filled his whole body as the demon penetrated his barriers. So as soon as the demon felt the need for air; Yami slowly walked towards the door, slid it open and closed it behind his back without even saying a word.

As for the professor he slowly licked his lips and savored the remnants of Yami's taste. He looked at his students and laughed inwardly at what he saw.

Professor (A/N: does he still have to be called by that title?) Anderson's happiness wore off when he looked at Kaiba. Kaiba was staring at the older man with his cerulean deadly eyes that reflected his limitless anger toward him but a smirk formed across his face. The professor knew that that facial expression was very dangerous. For one, it hides so many meanings and secrets and two that facial expression would mean that something bad is about to happen.

Kaiba stood up; the smile hasn't left his face and went out of the room. Before he slid the door behind his back, he took a final glance at what he can see, an insane teacher.

Once Kaiba was outside of the room, the demon laughed like a mentally retarded patient at the mental hospitals. His students gazed at him with a mixture of fear, anxiety and confusion. Often times the demon would say words like "best day of my life..." and "end of humanity…"

"He really is a demon…" Jou whispered to Honda who was munching a biscuit, "He's gone crazy. Look, it as if his horns have reached the ceiling and his tail, it's longer than last week."

Honda nodded and took out something from his bag which turned out to be a silver dining fork. He stood up and went at the back of the room and stopped in front of his professor. His classmates were confused at what Honda planned to do but when their classmate seized the older man's right hand and placed the fork in between his fingers; his classmates understood him.

Yami was by the sink at one of the men's comfort room at the ground floor. The water was running vigorously from the faucet and flowed toward the strainer to the drainage. The water though was already mixed with the former Pharaoh's saliva, perspiration and tears.

Why did he do that? He asked himself. Did he really mean it? Does he know that I'm with Seto? If so, why did he still say that knowing that Seto can fire him out of this school with one word to the principal?

"Yami…" his thoughts were interrupted as his name was called by that very familiar voice. He however didn't look at the person, for he knew he won't be forgiven with what happened at the classroom.

Kaiba stood by the door and waited for Yami to face his direction but when the latter didn't do as what he thought, the former went to the ex-Pharaoh and placed his hands on the shoulders of the smaller man.

"It's not your fault, believe me." Kaiba whispered to Yami's ear.

"I'm sorry…" the other answered, "I should have reacted faster."

"Sometimes, our senses can't always catch up with what's happening in our environment. It happened to me before, Yami."

Yami turned to Kaiba and buried his head at the latter's chest. Tears had escaped the former Pharaoh's crimson eyes as he tightened his grip at Kaiba's uniform.

Kaiba rubbed Yami's back with his palm and rested his chin against the latter's spiky hair.

'He will pay Yami; that I promise you…'

Lunch Time at Domino High

Yugi and Ryou were talking as they walked toward the school canteen when Anzu called the Yugi's name. The two hikaris rolled their eyes when they heard her high-pitched voice and turned to her so as to send her away.

Anzu stopped in front of them panting. She breathed for a few seconds until his body relaxed and asked Yugi about Yami's whereabouts.

"Where's Yami?" Anzu asked in a worried tone, "I didn't see him at the infirmary, like what you said."

Once again Yugi's eyes rolled towards Ryou who tightened the grip at his hands. "Maybe he went home with Seto-kun already. Seto-kun told me that Yami wanted to go home at that time."

Anzu opened her mouth but no words came out. She ran away from the two hikaris with her eyes full of tears.

"What happened to her?" Ryou asked in bewilderment.

"You know something; I'm not as innocent as what you know, Ryou." Yugi said, "I just burst her bubble again."

Ryou smiled at Yugi's statement.

"Come on, I'm hungry." Yugi said and pulled Ryou toward the canteen.

Around 8pm (20.00) at Kaiba Corporation

Kaiba threw himself to his chair. Another board meeting has just ended and of course, it took a lot of patience on Kaiba's part because of the unsatisfactory reports his employees gave.

He wanted to go home now. He wanted to spend some time with his hyperactive brother. He also wanted to lie on his king-sized bed and sleep under his blue silk sheets. And of course, the day won't be complete without checking Yami's condition at the game shop.

Yami has requested to go home after the incident. The CEO has insisted that the former Pharaoh should stay at his mansion while Yugi's at school but the latter shook his head. He has to go to the game shop no matter what happens. Kaiba agreed, on one condition: Isono has to check him every now and then. Yami didn't mind it; he knew that the CEO was really concerned about him; especially on the old man's ways of torturing him.

When he was outside the building, he found his Jaguar car waiting for him. He will go home alone tonight but he didn't mind it. Knowing that Isono is still on his assignment, he won't mind. In fact, he would love to go home from work alone sometimes so as to experience once again on how to be an ordinary person.

He started engine, tested the pedals and the pushed hand brake down and left the place in an instant.

On the way home, Kaiba noticed a suspicious black compact car following him. Without any hesitation, he stepped on the gas pedal and sped off. The black did the same.

The road almost became a race field; where Kaiba and the mysterious driver are the players. Two cars: overtaking each other one at a time and boosting off their engine to the max. Each player wants to win and claim the title. And after doing that, the winner can do anything; whatever he wants to the loser.

This scenario, however, is different for the driver of the compact car began shooting the back wind shield of Kaiba's car. The former also hit one of Kaiba's back tires.

Kaiba lost control over his car. And it swiveled continuously until it the black car bumped to Kaiba's. The mysterious driver aimed his gun at him through the wind shield. Kaiba tucked himself under (the space under him where the pedals were placed) to avoid the impact. Afterwards, the black car drove away from the scene.

After making sure that it was safe to get out, Kaiba still drove up until the next two to three streets. Once he reaches the main road, he would call a taxi and head straight home.

The tires of the car were still loyal to him for they did their best to serve their master for the last time. But everything has its cost.

Kaiba had passed one street. Another kilometer and he will be at the main road. He stepped on the gas pedal once again and the car immediately sped off.

He almost reached his goal, but something happened. Along the way, Kaiba wasn't able to notice that someone crossed the street. He immediately stepped the break pedal but nothing happened so he pulled the break handle and the car stopped in an instant. Then Kaiba heard a thud sound. He stepped out from the car and saw someone lying on the ground in a pool of blood. Kaiba's eyes grew so big at the person lying on the road lifeless.

"Yugi?"

-To Be Continued-

A/N: Oh gods, please kill me now for this chapter is so bad… Please drop a word or two… Thank you very much for reading this chapter:D (Bows down)

-Aura Serene