Aoi: haha, thank you all for the reviews...I liked them a lot.

Mokuba: Yeah, I mean...this story is cool in my opinion, even though I'm not in it...heh

Aoi: you don't know...I might actually stick you in it.

Mokuba: Riiight.

Disclaimer: I'm kinda getting tired of writing this, but here I go. I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh, no matter how much I cry, or plead, or hope, or dream...I will never own Yu-Gi-Oh!


Chapter Seven

Unspoken Apologies


Yugi and Joey were still running down the hallway. Actually Joey was leading, since he had the best idea of where Yami was probably at the moment. Through out all of this, Yugi was still trying his best to not let insanity take hold of him, all of this was just way too much for him. Finally he just stopped. Dropping down to his knees. Joey had the feeling that Yugi wasn't following him. Quickly he turned around to see his friend, sobbing into his hands.

"Yug?" he asked as he quickly ran over to his side.

"Joey...I don't think I can go on. It's just too much," he whimpered.

Joey suddenly picked Yugi up by his shirt collar, shaking him.

"Yugi, snap out of it and shut up," Joey shouted at him after he had stopped.

Yugi was quiet, and staring at Joey. In disbelief actually. He couldn't believe that Joey would do this. Joey released his grip, dropping Yugi down to his feet. Yugi's hand quickly went to his own neck, feeling a sore spot because of his friend's action.

"I'm sorry Yug, but if you give up hope. Then what do any of us have left. I mean, you always have hope, an' if you don't then dat means dat we're in a pretty hopeless situation."

Yugi nodded, he knew that Joey was right. He did have to stay strong, it was selfish of him thinking he could take the easy way out.


"Tea?"

"What is it Tristan?"

"I was wondering...well, If you wanted to...um...er," Tristan began.

Tea stopped and looked over at him, she was slightly baffled to what he was going to ask. Tristan continued stuttering, to the point where nothing he said was understandable. Tea was really confused. Suddenly he leaned forward placing a deep kiss on her. She quickly pushing him away yelled, "Tristan what the hell!"

Tristan wiped off his own lips, then tried to think of a lie to justify his reasons.

"What?"

"Why did you kiss me!"

"I didn't kiss you," Tristan simply stated.

"Yes you did!"

"No, I didn't...Tea, you are really confused...first you're hearing noises, and now you're claiming that I kissed you. You need to come back to reality and stop fantasying about me. I mean, I know I'm dead sexy...but it just wouldn't work out between us...I'm sorry,"Tristan lightly chuckled.

Tea only stared at him, then shook her head.

"Tristan you're lucky that I value our friendship," She spat at him.

"What about Joey?" Tristan asked, as he grinned at Tea.

This caused her to stop in her tracks.

"Uh,"

"Yeah, Joey...don't you remember...all those times you would talk to me during all of those tournaments," Tristan reminded.

Tea didn't look at him, "Tristan...I told you that because I thought you were my friend."

Her voice slightly quivered. "Please don't tell anyone Tristan."

"What? That you want him to take your innocence? Should I put it in a nicer way?" Tristan asked.

"I don't think so," Tea whispered.

"Okay...that you want him and you to have some hot-" Tea suddenly slammed her hand over Tristan's mouth. She evilly glared at him, there had never been more hatred in her eyes.

"Tristan...you're going to shut up...you're going to not say another word," she threatened.

Tristan stared blankly at her, never removing his gaze. In a quick motion, he shoved her away from him. This causing her to tumble down to the ground.

"Tea, how clumsy of you," he commented as he held out his hand to help her up.

Tea couldn't believe this guy, she honestly couldn't. But she didn't protest as she took his extended hand, he helping her up.

"So I can't tell anyone about Joey...but you never said anything about your little crush on Kaiba," Tristan grinned.

Tea only gave him a look, a look that screamed many things. Things that young children shouldn't know of...and that would make people want to analyze your mind for thinking like that.

This didn't bother Tristan, he thought frankly that Tea was coming onto him. He pitied her at the moment, because his heart already belonged to another. Serenity of course.


Duke continued helping Ryou along, however it seemed as if the ivory haired boy just had given up. To the point where his crying just wouldn't stop. This was actually starting to slightly annoy Duke. He wanted more than anything just to yell 'shut up' to him...but he contained his anger.

"It's my fault," Ryou cried out, "It's all my fault!"

"No Ryou," Duke began, "It's not your fault...you shouldn't be beating up on yourself."

"But it is...if I hadn't listened...if I didn't run," Ryou began, then greatly winced.

"What's wrong?" Duke suddenly asked with great concern.

"Nothing, nothing at all. I'm fine Duke," Ryou lied, as he held his side in pain.

Duke suddenly lifted up the side of his shirt so he could inspect the cause of his friend's pain.

"You lied to us...you did get hurt," Duke shouted, "You're bleeding!"

"I didn't tell you because you'd automatically blame it on Bakura...when he wasn't the one that hurt me," Ryou explained, while gritting his teeth through the pain. Not just physical but also mental and emotional.

"We need to get you some help," Duke quickly said as he looked at the trickles of sweat that rolled down the other teen's face.

Ryou was beginning to feel even weaker, his vision getting blurry. His complexion growing paler. Duke really didn't like the looks of this.

"Hold on," he said, then started yelling, "HELP, SOMEBODY HELP US!"


The darkness of the hallway was giving a slight eerie feeling that seemed to just come upon the pharaoh. He didn't like it, not one bit. But he and Joey had made an agreement, that they would separate so they could cover more ground.

'I'm such a fool...we're suppose to stick together...if the group is separated then there's a higher chance that they'll be eliminated more easily,' he thought to himself, 'I'm so foolish' He came to a halt when he heard something. It sounded like a child's laughter. 'What is a child doing in a theater like this...I doubt that they are here to see a movie' The child's laughter continued sounding through the hallway, a bit faint...but still audible. Yami was now curious to where the source was. His pace quickened a bit, it was more of an obsession to find out where it was coming from.

"You have taken away the trust
You're the ghost haunting through her heart
Past and present are one in her head
You're the ghost haunting through her heart"

The closer he got, the clearer the words were becoming.

"Take my hand as I wonder through
All my life I gave to you
Take my hand as I wonder through

All my love I gave to you" the children sang.

Yami stopped at this, something wasn't right. Something wasn't right about that song. It was something about the darkness of the hallway, and the echoing of the words that made him really wish he wasn't alone. His breathing was slightly heavier as he continued his way down the hall. Now looking around, hoping that he was truly alone. He figured it was better to know that you're alone...then not know that someone was following you.


"TRISTAN, JUST SHUT...UP," Tea shouted at Tristan, she was tired of him telling her about her sick little fantasies that she had about Joey and Seto. They were actually beginning to annoy her. Why, oh why did she tell him? Because Yugi wasn't going to sit around and listen to her talk about his best friend and his greatest rival of course. She just couldn't even stand being around him any more. She just wanted for him to just drop dead, she wished for nothing more. Tristan however had other things in mind.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh," Tristan began, "Remember that time you told me that you wished that they would kiss each other because that would look really hot?"

Tea's face turned completely red at this, from embarrassment of course.

"Tristan..."

"Yes Tea,"

"Shut up"

"Tea...I have a question for you..."

"What is it NOW, Tristan?"

"Are you having mood swings or something?"


A smack sounded through the hallway, then a wince. Suddenly Duke, Joey, Yugi, Ryou and Yami winced and flinched.

"Man, even dat hurt me," Joey said after taking a breath.


Tristan was now limping behind Tea.

"Tea, not cool...you know it's not right to fight below the belt," he squeaked.

"And Tristan...you know you're not suppose to make stupid comments," she reminded.


Yugi nervously fiddled with the bottom of his school uniform jacket, he sometimes did this when he was nervous. Joey simply walked beside him with his hands in his pockets. The blonde then glanced over at his tri-colored haired friend. He knew that something was still troubling Yugi. He wanted to ask him, but he already sort of knew the answer. Joey knew that Yugi was worried about Yami. After all Yami did tell him that he and Yugi had some sort of fight.


-Flash Back-

Joey and Yami had been walking beside each other, it was shortly after Tristan had separated them.

"Joey?"

"Uh, yeah Yami?"

"I think Yugi is seriously annoyed with my presence," Yami confessed.

"What, like you think he wants you ta like go away forever of somethin' like dat?"

Yami nodded.

"Why?"

"Because it seems like today I've just have been really angering him. First earlier this morning...then at the pier, and now here."

"Oh..." Joey began, then bit his lip slightly, "I don't think he hates you if dat's what you're gettin' at. I just think dat today is just one of those days where he's a bit...I dunno...um...short- tempered.

Yami nodded... "I hope you're right. I would basically just want to end my life if I knew that my hikari had feelings of hatred against me."

- end flashback -


"Don't worry Yug...we'll find 'im," Joey promised, trying to give Yugi a friendly smile.

Yugi sighed, not even bothering to look over at Joey. He hoped that Yami was okay. He actually didn't know what he'd do.


Yami kept hearing the singing, it repeating those same words. Over and over and over again. The singing just wouldn't stop. No matter how much he wanted it too.

"Take my hand as I wonder through
All my life I gave to you
Take my hand as I wonder through

All my love I gave to you"

"Too much for you, Pha-raoh?" a voice hissed into his ear.

Yami suddenly whipped around, to see a dark figure. Even though he couldn't see his assailant's face, he knew that this wasn't obviously good. In a quick motion, blood splattered to the carpet of the theater.


Yami falling to his knees, never had there been such a great pain. His head falling to the carpet, no longer was there a need for him to even try to get up. An attempt of a cry of pain was made, however he didn't have the strength to do that.

"Yugi," he whispered as he felt his breathing slowing.

His lids growing heavy. His attacker only laughed to himself, then kicked Yami pretty hard in his back, since the pharaoh had been on his side.

"Hmm, I guess it's not true about what they say...cause I didn't feel a thing," the figure laughed, then stepped over Yami, walking back into the shadows.


The teen just kept thinking that if something happened to Yami, and he left this world only knowing of his hatred. Yugi couldn't bare thinking these thoughts. He just had to escape it all. In a dash he ran from Joey, crying while holding his hands over his ears. Joey was shocked at first, but then shouted, "YUGI!"

Yugi however ignored his friend's shouts, he only continued running, running deeper into the darkness. Wanting to find his own darkness, so the pharaoh could be reunited with his light.


Aoi: DONE! That was indeed the end of Chapter Seven, Chapter eight is on the way. I'm so glad I don't have writer's block.

Mokuba: Yeah, me too...anyways, send in reviews. And if you want to try to tell what you think happened to Seto and Bakura, then feel free.

Aoi: Byesies.