Thanks for all your reviews, and here are the scores.

VOTES SO FAR:
Joey/ Seto: 4 Joey / Yami Joey / Malik: 2 Joey / Yugi Bakura/ Ryou: 1 Bakura / Malik Bakura / Marik Yami / Malik

Yami / Yugi: 1 Yami / Seto: 1 Ryou / Malik Ryou / Yugi Ryou / Seto Malik / Marik: 1 Marik / Yugi Marik / Seto

Something different:

Joey / Duke: 1 Mokuba / Serenity: 1 Yugi / Serenity: 1

Right now, Joey / Seto are in the lead. Keep voting.

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IMPORTANT NOTE!!!

I'm sorry about the delay, but it has been hard to find time to write anything anymore. This is just a preview of the actual chapter, because I won't be able to have much time to type anything on the computer for awhile. My parents don't want me to use the computer or watch T.V. until 8:00 at night, and even then I need permission. Evil, evil parents. All they obviously care about are my grades in math, which by the way aren't that bad. Oh well, here's the preview, but don't expect the final product for at least another week give or take a few days. But I will try to have it out soon.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I own this fics official plot line, and any of the original characters I'll put in.

Chapter 2 Preview

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Groaning in pain from the beating the day before, I hit the off button on the alarm clock. I moved to sit up, only to fall back down again as I felt an excruciating pain shoot through my body. I tried to get up again, slower this time, and tried to ignore the pain in my body and ankle, as I moved towards the bathroom. After I finally got in there, I turned on the water and grabbed the pain killers from the medicine cabinet. I swallowed the pills as fast as I could, before moving on to tend to my injuries.

Thirty minutes later, I had bandaged my wounds to the best of my ability. After splinting up my ankle and getting dressed, I was able to leave. I carefully moved across the broken house and out the door without eating anything. It's not like anything was even edible in that place anyway. I would probably pick something up on the way to school.

After carefully missing a porch step, I started my daily walk to school. As I came by the park, the birds chirping their welcomes to the morning and the cool wind blowing in the shining sky could do nothing for my dreadful mood. I didn't feel up to going to school, so I limped over to a secluded bench and sat down to think. I didn't want to do anything but die at that minute in time. Maybe if I died, then the Old Man can move on and be happy that the one who ruined everything for him is dead. He's been saying to me ever since it happened that it was all my fault and that they'd all still be there if it wasn't for me. At first I didn't believe him, but then I started to consider that maybe he was right and it was my fault. Maybe I should just end it now; I mean who'll miss me.

I took out the knife that I had hidden in my pocket, and rolled up by long sleeved jacket. I looked at all the scars that now adorned my arm from some of the previous times I had started to do this. I frowned in distaste, at the fact that I couldn't have just died and left everyone alone. They don't need me; I'm just a bother and hopeless mutt who ruins everything, just like Kaiba says.. I really should just end it now. I took the knife, glinting in the sun, and pressed it down on the largest vein I could find. One slash and it would be over. Then I hesitated. Would anyone miss me? No, they probably wouldn't. I started to move the blade slowly across the skin. I could see and feel the blood slowly starting to seep out and trickle down my arm. Then the feeling of hesitation came back, and I stopped. I could still feel the blood pouring out of the wound, as I started to black out. Will I finally die? Will they finally be happy and be rid of me? Am I doing the right thing? These questions were all that swept through my mind as I finally blacked out.

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Poor Joey, I'll have to get him thinking positively. So what do you think? Is it good? This chapter is a preview, so that means that there is more to come. That also means that…. Joey isn't dead!!!! Not yet anyway. He could die, he could not. But he isn't dying yet. Then there'd be no story. Should I make this a chapter, and just write the next one as chapter three? Please review, and please keep voting. The votes might make a huge impact on the next part of the chapter if I choose to keep that way. Why don't you try and guess what will happen in the meantime, while I try to find time to write the rest. Please review; and goodbye for now.