BLS: Again writer's block. I can't believe this.

April: "You sure get writer's block often, BLS."

BLS: Quiet you or I'll write you out of the story.

April: Hmph!

BLS: However I will not sleep easy until I find inspiration for this. Anyway I'm sorry for the lateness but again I have writer's block. You may feel free to send in complaints. So instead enjoy this fake chapter or extra, as I would like to call it.

I don't own Yugioh and never will. Phooey.

Separate chapter of universe: Yugi's dilemma

On a semi-cloudy day five blocks from the Game Shop, Yugi and Joey walk their way towards HeyMay's; a new sandwich shop that opened just recently. Tristan had to help his mom with errands, Tea said she had dance classes, and Ryou left early to visit the dentist, so that left Joey and Yugi some time to themselves, which hadn't been much since their adventures with Yami. It was nice to relax and enjoy life again.

(bell rings)

"Wow. You don't see this in a lot of sandwich shops." said Joey viewing the surroundings.

"I bet they got waitresses and everything" replied Yugi also looking in awe.

The interior certainly was unlike a sandwich shop. In fact it looked more like a restaurant then a shop. Chandeliers hung over every aisle. The carpet below them was full on red velvet and lacy curtains draped delicately on the windows. To their sides were rows of circular tables with tablecloths and the silverware neatly placed in mannerism order. In front of them were four brown polished steps leading to a bar. Even the bar looked friendly with high square tables set in the same way as the circular ones. On each corner lay a big screen TV for sport viewing so that every person seated could view it. Finally and more convenient were the trash cans placed at least five feet away from each table. Now the people eating could just throw away their leftovers instead of leaving it on the table for other guests to see.

"Now this would be the place to take a girl out huh Yuge? Maybe you should ask Tea out?"

Yugi blushed. "Really Joey. And what about you? You've known Mai for quite a while so why not ask her out?"

Joey blushed. "I'm gonna ask her, I'm just biding my time. You know giving her time to think."

"Well I'm giving Tea some time also."

"Oh really." Joey teased. Just then he felt a tug on his pants leg.

"Um...Excuse me." cried a tiny voice.

"Huh?" There attention now focused on where the voice came from. Standing below was a girl about five wearing lilac overalls with a dark maroon shirt with pink flowers underneath. She had dark reddish hair worn in pigtails and looking scared.

Joey bent down to her level knowing kids in this kind of situation would be intimidated of someone who's taller than them and needed to have someone on their level like a friend and asked. "What is it? Are you lost or something?"

"I know I'm not apposed to talk to strangers, but I don't see any police and you were the only ones around." she cried.

"Don't worry we'll help you." Yugi assured her.

"Yeah, but uh where's your mom or dad or any parent?"

"I lost my mommy" Then she cried now with tears falling down her face.

"Hey don't cry we'll find your mom okay?"

"Joey and I will help you search" Yugi said happily. "Do you know what she looks like?"

"She's kind of wide right here" she said pointing at her hips. "And she's got two weird bumps right here" She said pointing at her chest.

"Uh...How about what she was wearing?" asked Joey.

"Uh...I know she was wearing pink! My favorite color."

"Alright now we're getting somewhere."

"Is she in this building?" Yugi asked.

"Yes. I lost her over there." she pointed towards the bar.

"Ok, now come on let's find your mom."

Yugi extended his hand and the girl took it gently. "Say what's your name?"

"Ira"

"That's a nice name."

"Thank you"

"Do you know your mom's name?" asked Joey.

"Saphra"

They entered the bar and were flooded with the smell of food. Men filled the room all watching the ever-popular Mavs against Heat basketball game. Some stood and some were shouting. It didn't look like good news for Saphra if she was in here.

"Oh come on Shaq you're killing me. You need to retire." said one guy wearing a white T-shirt with the Mavs logo on it with blue jeans and a red cap.

"Hey you, don't be dissing Shaq like that. He's giving his all out there." said another wearing a black and white striped buttoned shirt with the collars folded and black pants.

"Mind your own business I can diss Shaq anytime I want."

"Then how about I say a certain Dirk needs to break a leg and do us fans all a favor."

"Fans for Miami that is. Are you trying to start something?"

"Dirk can kiss my pretty behind. And Stackhouse too."

"That does it."

A brawl started causing everyone in the room to fight for their favorite team. Luckily Yugi and Joey live in Japan and have no clue what these foreigner visitors were talking about. They tried to move their way through the brawl but it was hard with rolling bodies going everywhere and a kid to look after. Yugi was Ira's shield making sure she didn't get hurt. Joey became the aggressor pushing and punching his way through making sure neither of them got hurt.

"Hey move it we need to find someone here (punch)."

"Hey Blondie."

He turned and met with a punch square in the face.

"Joey!"

"Mister!"

Joey fell to the floor, but got up quickly. The punch didn't faze and him a bit.

"You call that a punch? My sis hits harder." He returned with a right hook to the man's jaw and the man stayed down. Ira and Yugi cheered but then someone came out with a hose. The hose sprayed onto the fighters causing everything including their food to get wet. Even Joey, Yugi, and Ira got wet but didn't get blown away unlike some.

"Alright everybody out and no refunds!"

Most of the men grumbled and left dripping with water but a few including the guy who dissed Shaq earlier and Joey's assailant stayed.

"Hey I told you to get out!" The figure could be seen more clearly. It was an about 15-year-old girl with reddish-brown hair put in a bun. Her outfit consisted of a pink-buttoned dress with a white collar and brown Wellington boots, the hose in her arms ready to spray again.

"Hey lady I paid to come here. If you don't want me to keep funding your little shop I suggest you leave me and my guests alone." said the diss Shaq guy.

"Listen Mark. That's not gonna work on me this time. Now" she pointed the hose directly at his face. "Bye" The full force of the water hit his face not giving him time to move. As he fell four other men ran to ambush the girl.

"Not in front of me you ain't." Joey shouted and ran to help.

"Didn't your parents (punch) teach you (punch) to never (kick) hit a girl! (kick and punch)" All four went down groaning in pain.

"That last one was for you" he said slyly to the man who hit him earlier. "And don't call me Blondie."

Mark sputtered and coughed still being sprayed by the hose. Then seeing he had enough she turned off the hose. Mark lay on the floor coughing and struggling to breathe. The girl could care less.

"Thank you sir for your help."

"No problem. The name's Joey Wheeler. Took second place in Duelist Kingdom."

"You're the real deal! I can't oh my this is an honor." She shook his hand. "And you must be Yugi. I've heard about your matches over the grapevine. Nice to meet you."

"Hi." he replied before being slammed in the head with the butt of a gun.

"Yugi!"

"Mommy!"

"Ira!"

(Yugi and Joey thinking) "Mommy!"

Poor Ira had been snatched up by Mark who was now holding a gun to Ira's head. "Nobody move and the girl lives"

"Mommy Help!"

"Shut up."

"Don't you tell my kid to shut up." She knew she had to do something but she couldn't let her child get shot.

"Now everybody to that table move it!"

Joey and Saphra went to a nearby table and sat both looking angry. Meanwhile...

"Yugi, Yugi! Are you all right?"

"My head hurts. I think I'm bleeding."

"Don't worry I'll take over."

Joey and Saphra sat on the opposite end of a square table while Mark held the revolver to the side of Ira's head.

"What do you want Mark?" demanded Saphra.

"For you to hand over the deed to the HeyMay's."

"Come on Mark or whatever. Couldn't you have talked this over with her without putting the kid in danger?" asked Joey calmly trying to negotiate.

"One more word out of you Blondie and I shoot the kid."

"Grrr."

"You know you're missing the game" said a clever sounding voice.

The turned their direction to Yugi now Yami propped up on a chair leaning back with his legs and arms crossed on a far away table. "What do you say to a little wager?"

"Huh? A wager? What kind?"

"You're rooting for the Mavs team aren't you? Well I predict they'll lose to this Miami team by two."

"Sure of yourself aren't you? I know what'll happen if you win, but what about if I win?"

"Then you can prove your point by shooting me."

"Yugi, What you doing?" Joey shouted standing up.

"Sit down, Blondie" And he pointed the gun in Joey's direction.

"Grrr"

"It's alright Joey."

"But you're betting. This isn't like a duel this is gambling. You're taking a big risk here."

"I know that, and I'm willing to risk that. Remember Joey you had a few gambles yourself."

(thinking) "He's right. I should trust him, so don't lose Yugi." Joey sat back down and hoped the odds would win in Yugi's favor. Saphra knew he was taking a big risk since the Mavs had already won the first two games and as she saw the game go they had a tremendous lead. What she and Joey didn't know being distracted by the gun and all was that the game had gone into overtime and now Miami was leading Dallas 98 to 96 thanks to a certain Wade. (AN/ Sorry but Darn him! I live in Dallas and didn't really care for basketball until these games. Same thing with Grey's Anatomy and I only watched the bomb special. Now I don't even care.)It would be the final play of the game and Dallas had control of the ball.

(thinking) Ha the kid didn't even make a wager to save his friend. I'll win this in a heartbeat. "I'd say goodbye to your head." and he pointed the gun and made a bang sound.

Yami just chuckled and sat calmly. As the play went on Mark's face went on to a look of horror. "Dirk's throwing in! What are you thinking coach he's needed on the court!" But his complaints were unheard as Dirk threw in the ball. It was immediately blocked and Miami won 98 to 96. Dallas had been unable to break Miami's spirit by beating them three to nothing on their home court. Mark's face dripped with sweat and the look on his face was in disbelief.

"I believe you lose. Now our agreement."

"I ain't giving you nothing!" and Mark pointed the gun to Yugi's head. Joey and Ira got up and rushed to help but were blocked by the four men Joey had knocked out earlier. He pulled the trigger but the gun didn't make a sound. He tried again but still no dead Yugi. Yami smiled and chuckled as he recalled the plan he set in motion.

"What's so funny?" Mark demanded still pulling the trigger over and over.

"I knew that you would cheat and be a sore loser Mark. So during our wager I had secretly made hand signals to Ira showing her what to do. You had been too busy watching the game to even notice Ira stuffing napkins between that the curved thing you pull back and when you pull the trigger it hits the front of the gun and launches a bullet and the cartridge. (I don't know the parts of guns okay)They had been wedged in so deep that it prevented the gun from firing."

Mark grew angry and saw that without the gun he was reduced to fighting. Then he laughed wildly, holding the gun over his head.

"What's he doing?" asked Joey. Then he saw where the gun hovered over. "Yugi he's gonna hit the kid."

Yami looked back to see Mark thrust the gun halfway towards Ira's head. Every thing seemed to be in slow motion as Joey and Saphra fought the men to get out of their way, Ira screamed and covered her eyes, and Yami furious set the next stage. The room surrounded itself with darkness and froze everyone, except Mark. Yami grabbed Mark's arm and his puzzle glowed a bright yellow. Soon a third eyes in the center of his forehead appeared also glowing yellow." You're way of winning bets has caused your end, Mind swap!"

Mark awoke to find himself outside of the stadium where the game had taken place. He was in a referee's uniform whistle and all.

"What's going on? This can't be the stadium. Did that kid drug me or something?"

As he was thinking he broke out of his thoughts to find a hand placed on his right shoulder. "Hey"

He turned and found himself in front of twenty Mavs fans and apparently they were mad.

"You're the ref that made our team lose." said the guy who had stopped him.

"No, I'm not the referee. I'm for you guys."

"Then how come you called a foul on Dirk just for stretching his arms?" shouted a person in the back.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about lady but you got the wrong guy."

"Oh really." Then he punched him. A few more punches came towards him and he fell giving the fans an opportunity to kick him. Kicks and punches hit him with such force it was like their anger came at him.

"Stop it! Get away I'm not your (beep)-ing ref."

But his screams fell to deaf ears. Meanwhile Ira and Yami watched Mark just cowering screaming for the air to stop kicking and punching him.

"Mister Why is he screaming like that?"

"He's learned that the loyalty of a fan can go so far that their angry thoughts prove to be deadly and those who anger them become a target."

"Um. Okay."

The darkness faded and they returned now seeing four men knocked out and Saphra and Joey swiping their hands clean.

"Ira!"

"Mommy!" They ran to each other giving the other a tight embrace.

"Mommy why did you forget about me?"

"I didn't. Mommy had to put you in that table so that you'd be away from the bad men, remember?"

"But you were gone so long." then she cried and Saphra held her daughter in her arms, relieved that she was safe.

"Hey Yugi or Yami are you okay. That looks bad."

"It's alright Joey. The pain's not bad seeing them reunited like that."

"Yeah."

Then Yami switched with Yugi and him and Joey looked on with smiles on their faces.

"Is it safe to come out now?"

Their attention turned to about thirty staff members all peering out from their hiding places. All of them had hid while the event was going on. Not one had even tried to call the police.

"Hey what's going on? How could you let Saphra over there fight alone?"

A man went up to one of the fallen men Joey and Saphra fought and said "We couldn't risk our lives like that."

"Risk your lives! There was only one man with a gun not thousands!"

"Well if fighting meant losing your job then I rather be a coward." said a waitress mopping up the floors.

"There's thirty or something of you guys and not one of could fight? That's pathetic."

"One of you could have at least called the police" yelled Yugi.

"It would be our word against his" another waitress pointed at Mark still raving on like a loon, "He's the owner of this place and a lot more restaurants around the world. He's got power."

"I don't care if it was him or some other rich jerk I'd fight him...or her."

Just then the boss came through the front door. He was shocked to see the mess that appeared in front of him. "What happened here?" he demanded.

One of the male employees came up to him "Saphra, over there caused this mess."

"Lousy squealer" Joey muttered under his breath.

"Is that true Saphra?"

"I was only trying to save my daughter who'd been a hostage no thanks to these guys over there and break up a fight that could have caused thousands in repairs."

The boss looked around to see the fallen men and Mark. There were turned over chairs and tables and broken bottles. Evidence that a fight had taken place.

"Hmm, and who are you these two?"

"They helped me fight these rude guests and saved my daughter."

"I see. And where were you all when this happened?"

"Fighting the goons he had brought." one said

"What! You just hid. All of you guys hid."

"This man is lying. He was part of it too punching and kicking."

"Hey I only did that for self-defense. And I was more of a bouncer then anything else."

"Um Sir what about those cameras over there? Wouldn't they have recorded the entire event?" asked Yugi pointing at one of the cameras. It wasn't big but just above every TV was a small security camera hung in place. The crowd grew nervous as Saphra breathed a sigh of relief. The boss ordered that the tapes be found and brought for viewing. Some of the bodyguards that were with him went and got the tapes not only from the bar but also from everywhere else too. It seemed everyone had forgot they were there, and the boss finally saw and knew who was telling the truth.

"You guys deserve a free meal."

"Alright!" Joey and Yugi cheered.

"Saphra you take five and I'll raise your paycheck. Better yet I'll give you a vacation week and I'll pay for it."

"Really? Oh thank you sir."

"Yea mommy!"

"And you liars over there can clean up this mess."

"What! but she..."

"That's my decision and I'll make sure you clean up every nook and cranny here. And when you're finished I'd like to see you all in my office. Gentlemen block the doors so that no one will escape."

The crowd grumbled and grabbed supplies, the four men and Mark were thrown out; and Joey, Yugi, Saphra, and Ira left the bar and sat at a circular table. Four different trays of food were brought to themand everyone enjoyed their post dinner meal.

Okay my viewers that was it. Anyway sorry for this and I will update soon like in maybe a month or so. That's my time limit. Bye!