Holy crap I'm back! I read all of the reviews over again. Geez, I can't believe I'd given up on this. But at this point, I can't remember what I was doing with this story. But, I'll try again.

The wind stung his face as he rode the high winds with his companion. It seemed his mind was racing as fast as they were. He feared what they would have to do to get his friend back..if they could at all. His father had met a similar fate after all. Yami's eyes stung at the thought of his father, tears threatening to fall. He fought them back for the time being; no use in getting emotional now.

Minutes later, he was in sight of his village. He commanded his summoned beast, his friend, closer to the main walkway. As they descended, people moved out of their way, a bit frightened by the giant bird. Yami laughed at this before jumping from Hours's back, landing gracefully on the path. The bird gave a screech, speeding up above the trees before disappearing in a flash of light. Yami watched him go, then made his way to the counsel, all laughter gone from his face. He had been to the capital city, they had told him their plans for this situation

By this time, it was common knowledge within their population. Those years ago, when the humans split themselves into two peoples, the ones that lived on Earth came into contact with the Great Spirit. The humans apologized profusely for what their kind had do in the past. This included the problems with pollution, deforestation, and the last straw; humans making themselves unnatural. The Spirit forgave these ones, and promised to protect them as much as It could from the other humans that would see them dead. The Spirit had a request of its own however. It wanted a human mediator, someone to help it protect the humans. Since the Spirit itself was not human, how could It know what they were thinking….

To get Joey back, they were planning on making a request to the Great Spirit. They were going to ask nature itself to save him. While this seemed like a good idea, something seemed off. Yami could feel it in his being. But he had a job to do.

He walked to his home where the rest of his friends were waiting for him. As he walked inside, they jumped up from where they were sitting, eager to hear report. Tristan spoke first.

"Well? Are they going to do anything?"

Yami sighed.

"Yes. Yes they are…."

Joey's mind was racing. He knew those eyes. That was definitely Yami. And that meant that they were looking for him. Well, they had found him. Now what? They couldn't fight…so, how could they save him? Maybe they couldn't. Maybe they just wanted to have something to tell about how he was taken and never seen again…He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice that he was rocking back and forth and muttering to himself.

"Esatu….cumin…liastu nata…eh, sonnaba..teko? Hmm.."

Seto watched him curiously. In their day and age, everyone spoke the same language. It was very rare that anyone spoke the 'dead languages' anymore. Spoke? I mean even name them….

Joey was still deep in thought when Seto's cell phone rang. At hearing it, he threw himself into the corner of the car, curled up like a frightened animal. Seto gave him one last odd look before answering it.

"Hello? Yeah... we're almost there. Fine… Oh yeah? Interesting. Did you……nice. Really? Heh….Sure." He looked over at Joey, who was slowly moving his way and looking at the phone like it was a monster. He shrugged it off and went back to his conversation.

"I don't know….whatever you want….. More then likely….You did? Why?….If you want…Ok….I love you too."

With that, he turned off the phone and moved to put it in his pocket. But he didn't get far seeing as his arm was being held up by the blonde. He tried desperately to pry it from his fingers, curious as to what the device could be. Seto fought him for a few seconds before letting him have it.

Joey eyed the phone. He had heard a voice coming from it, but it didn't have a mouth. Odd… He search for the source, pressing various buttons to no avail. He had heard of humans having contraptions like this, but he never really paid attention. Never though he'd see one. Hey…this looks important. Pokes!

DING!

Thump…

And Seto couldn't hold his laughter as both blonde and phone went flying. Now, Joey was attempting to peeling himself from the ceiling. Never a dull moment.
Minutes later they arrived at the mansion. Joey stumbled out of the car; his leg as fallen asleep but good. As he shook an kicked it, Seto also exited the car. He kept a close eye on the boy. He didn't want a repeat of this mornings events.

With sufficient feeling back into his leg, Joey stood up strait and stretched, looking over at the dragon.

"Gaani?" Well?

Of course, Seto didn't understand he. Nevertheless, he walked towards the door, pushing the blonde in front of him, to much protest. As the got closer, servants scrambled to clear the way and open the door. Ah., to be rich.

As soon as they were inside, Seto was tackled by his little bother, who was chattering nonstop about the days events. Joey, suddenly bored, spun around, looking for something interesting. He found it. Down the hall, he could see a light from behind a half closed door. He walked words it slowly, not trying to bring attention to himself. He pressed himself against the wall, moving against so he wouldn't be seen. Slowly, he leaned forward, looking in. It was… her.

The blonde woman from before. She was wearing what could be described as…well, barely anything. Just a short skirt and a sleeve less shirt. To him…hotness personified. And all she as doing was reading…

Just as he was beginning to drool on himself, there was a poke on his back. Cursing to himself, he turned around. How dare someone disturb him at a time like this…He looked down to a set of big, blue, smiling eyes. Dang this kid was cute…

Mokuba, dropped his gaze.

" I didn't know if you'd like this sort of thing, but I wanted to show you something from our…well, world. So, here you go. I just got it today. It's the latest version."

He held up something to Joey, which he took carefully. It was blue, square, and looked to be something like the phone he had seen earlier. He poked at it a bit, finally unfolding it. The bottom part had buttons while the top had something black on it. Feeling around the edge, he found a switch. So, he switched it.

DING!

This time he only go halfway to throwing it across the room. He was getting better at this. He brought back down to look at it again. The black part was now light, and things were moving on it. He tried pushing a button. The screen flashed and changed. He smiled as he watched it. It was a game! Suddenly, his world narrow greatly, shrinking down to the size of one blue Gameboy. Seto shook his head.

"Great. We've lost him."

Joey began drooling.

Ok... I think that's a bit longer then they have been. I really like this story. I've found more inspiration, so that should get me writing more. Plus, I keep getting reviews from outta nowhere. I hate letting people down, so, here ya go!