((Thank you to those who have, and are starting to show interest in this Fic! Enjoy! Please Read and Review. I've put a lot of work and thought into this chapter. I'm doing my best to keep you on your toes. I hope this chapter meets or exceeds your expectations. I enjoyed writing this chapter. Dealing with work, and the fic rotation process.

Warnings: Rape, Sexual Refrence, Language, Cutting, Angst, Extremely long.

Italics+Bold is a memory.

I had to pick and choose what memories to show you because if I had Yuugi remember everything we'd be another 2 chapters of just memories at least. I didn't go into detail about the pictures on the wall because I wanted to give you the details in this chapter. Besides most of what would be on their wall would be moments that happened durring the series.))

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Yuugi touched the door to his room. It was no longer an ordinary door, with simple wood. Now it was heavy stone with a carving much like Yami's. Yuugi traced the carving it wasn't the eye. It was more special, more important than any 'item'. He now possessed the protection, and the grace from Rah's own servant. His hand ran over the Wing Dragons head, down the neck, the back, and lingered over the tail. The tail wrapped around the handle to his room, he took a deep breath. He was waiting for Yami, he didn't want to go in alone. Despite the re-found strength and courage, he was scared of what lied ahead.

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Yami's legs buckled, he fell to his knees. Pulling Yuugi to him tight still as he closed his eyes. Their breathing almost non existent, their bloodies covered in dust, sweat, and blood. Dried tears clung to their heat stricken, red cheeks. Their hair damn, and no free will to move in an on coming wind. No doubt it was the scene of war, and hard work.

Jou was forcing himself to hold tears. "Are they…" He flung himself into Seto's chest, and now the tears fell. He couldn't say it. After all this; no it couldn't be. He just couldn't say it.

Seto wrapped one hand around Jou; silent tears of his own fell. He knew death was a possibility when you allowed all pentality actions. That was why, even if he had created it this way, he had banned it from the duels. He raised his other hand signaling the medical staff on field to stay put. "Have faith." He whispered. Faith, something he use to lack. Over the years, he had gained. After all he had Jou, which right there had to show that there was some 'God', some 'Rah'.

Honda clenched his fists, and was crying as heavy as Jou, but as silent as Seto. "It isn't right. After all this… This is their end."

"Yami started a war to end a war." Isis paused. "Now they must finish it." Everyone's eyes adjusted to Isis. The backside of her hand ran across her face freeing herself from tears. "Yuugi's soul and memory has been tortured, ripped apart, and twisted to fit someone else's reality." She took a heavy breath. "Now, that they are free of the puzzle… More importantly Yuugi." She paused, what was the best way to put this. This was a touchy subject. "Yami has taken them to the brink. That is why he wanted this duel to happen the way it did."

Marik rested a hand on Isis' shoulder. "They'll come back together. Just as they have time and time again."

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Yuugi's hand was resting on the handle. He was hesitating as 'Leaving On A Jet Plane' played in his head. Yami appeared in the hall, resting a hand on Yuugi's shoulder. Yami hadn't seen the door yet. Yuugi retracted his hand, and turned around with a straight face. "What are you thinking about love?" Yami forced a smile.

"A song." Yuugi forced a smile. He then leaned forward and pressed himself against Yami, wrapping his arms around him.

Yami pulled him closer, holding him tighter. "What song love."

Soft tears ran down Yuugi's face. "Our song." He traced a finger over Yami's lips, and whispered. "Leaving On A Jet Plane."

Yami took the hand from his lips, and twinned their hands together. He brought them into a passionate kiss. When dizziness over took them due to the need of air he broke the kiss slowly. "Are you ready?" They stood side by side, as Yuugi nodded. Yuugi brought his hand up to the handle. It was now that Yami took in Yuugi's door. "You've achieved what every Pharaoh dreams of." Yami laughed. "Planning on having tea sometime with Rah himself? Invite me if you do." Yami smirked.

Yuugi smiled, and opened the door. "Where I go, you go. My strength and courage lies in know that you are always with me." What stood before them was what seemed an endless hallway. No longer a maze, but still filled with doors.

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It was a couple days after Yuugi's 16th birthday. Jou handed a determined, excited boy was handed the last piece to a golden puzzle. Yuugi's hand trembled as he brought the piece to the empty space. It didn't snap into place, it sunk in. There was a blinding light. Next morning Yuugi awoke in the safety of his bed tired, and clueless.

Kaiba appeared suddenly behind Yami, and Jou. Jou had just beaten Rex, and was being handed the Red Eye's Dragon card. "Seems even you have a little pride to show." Kaiba laughed. Jou spun around quickly to face Seto and retorted. "I've got more pride in my pinky than you got in your whole hand." Kaiba crossed his arms. "What ever mutt." Jou growled. "Fuck off." Yami stepped between them. "This isn't the place for this…"

Yuugi laughed noticing how Seto had eyes for Jou even then. "He crushed after his 'red eyes' from that day on. So clueless where we then of what was forming between us, and them."

"If I remember correctly me and you were too busy fussing over Anzu." Yami chuckled, as they continue to walk down the hall.

Yami fell to his knees, having just lost to Kaiba. They'd reversed places. Yami materialized beside Yuugi. Yuugi was shaking, and on the verge of tears. "I'm of afraid of you." Yami looked up into the eyes of Yuugi. "Why? I was doing it to save your grandpa." Yuugi choked on the tears, and fell to his knees. "If you're will to hurt Kabia, your willing to hurt anyone." Yuugi paused. "Any that stands in your way. You've always been that way. I just see it now." Yami started to tremble. "I never want you to be afraid of me. I am the way I am because I wish to protect you." Yuugi felt sick to his stomach. What were those feelings? "I… I won't allow you to duel again." The following day Mai had showed up. "Cheer Up Yuugi. You're grandpa needs the both of you!" She handed him the pile of star chips.

Pegasus grabbed Yuugi's hand. Yuugi had a feeling in his heart. He had closed the ability for them to trade places, and closed the mind link. Pegasus was studying his soul, their souls. "Love and hate are the two strongest emotions we harbor in our hearts. You love him don't you? Because if you ever for once think twice you are jeopardizing both your souls." Yuugi stopped fighting Pegasus, trembling. He felt sick to his stomach again. "I don't know. He doesn't know. Now let me go." Yuugi's voice was something between a whimper and a plea. "Please." Pegasus released his grip. "Better you figure it out now rather than later. Or else your hamper his goal in this life time." Pegasus pushed Yuugi out the door.

Yami grabbed Yuugi's hand and smiled. "Despite what you told Pegaus you knew then that it was love. That was why you were scared of me after that duel with Seto because you didn't want to be hurt."

Yuugi nodded. "And I wasn't able to tell you because you were still fussing over Anzu." He sighed, and rolled his eyes.

"It was a passing phase…" Yami smirked, and poked Yuugi. "You went through the same phase."

"She's become the village bicycle." Yuugi snorted. "I take that back the international bicycle."

Yami tugged at Yuugi's hand to keep them walking. The last thing he wanted to think about was everyone having a ride.

Rebecca smiled and winked at the two just before Yuugi closed the ability for them to trade places, and closed the mind link. "I don't have a chance with you do I?" Yuugi shook his head. Rebecca persisted. "Who's the lucky girl?" Yuugi blushed, and found the ground very interesting. "Lucky guy, and he doesn't know?" Rebecca nudged Yuugi. "Come on spill." Yuugi looked into her eyes, and muttered. "Yami." Rebecca's eyes widened. "How could he not know? You two share a body." Rebecca crossed her arms. "You should tell him." Yuugi sighed, and crossed his own arms. "He's got this thing for Anzu." Rebecca rolled her eyes. "That whore. Yuugi just tell him. I bet you'll get a surprise when you do." Yuugi just nodded. "I've got to go and shower. Been a long day." They waved, and he ran off. When he had opened both the ability to switch, and the mind link opened again he was in the shower muttering. "It isn't fare." Yami materialized behind Yuugi, hugging him. "What to talk about what's bothering you?" Yuugi did a half nod, half shake of the head. "It's about you." Yami raised a brow. "Now, I haven't gone and done anything scary since THAT time." Yuugi looked at his feet, and blushed. "I Love You." Yuugi swallowed hard.

"Just rolled out didn't it." Yami smirked. "Good thing to or I'd still be lusting after a whore."

Yuugi smirked, and hugged Yami tight. "In all fairness we didn't know she was a whore back then…"

Yuugi was sitting on a swing near the local park of where they were currently staying. Yami appeared in front of him, kneeling on one knee. Yuugi looked up, and their eyes met. Yuugi blushed still a little embarrassed over his confession. "Yami." Yami smiled, and leaned forward pressing his lips against Yuugi's for a brief second. "I Love You." Yuugi blinked a couple times. "Really." Yami nodded. "I'm sorry it took me so long to realize it." Yuugi leaned forward. "I'm happy to have you now." Yuugi pressed their lips together again, he was breathing heavy in anticipation. Yuugi's tongue darted forward and licked Yami's lips. Yami closed his eyes, and parted his lips. Quickly they brought themselves into a full passionate kiss. Yuugi removed his grip on the swing, and wrapped his arms around Yami. Yami wrapped his arms around Yuugi.

"I still cannot believe I had the courage to do that." Yuugi giggled. "Talk about awkward."

"Now it's natural." Yami smirked.

Yami had Yuugi pressed against the wall of the men's room on the KC Battle Ship. Yami's hand slid down Yuugi's backside, and into his pants. Yuugi squirmed a bit at the discomfort of extra flesh in tight leather pants. Yami didn't retract his hand, crushing his lips against Yuugi's. He pulled them into a passionate kiss, slipping a finger inside Yuugi. Yuugi gasped, he squeezed his eyes shut. This was the furthest they'd gone before; Yami ground his hips into Yuugi. Yuugi undid his pants so he could breath. "We could get caught." Yuugi breathed heavily as Yami slipped in a second finger. "I can stop if you like." Yuugi gasped, and shook his head. Yuugi thrusts his hips into Yami. "More." Yami removed his fingers, and slipped his hands from Yuugi's pants. Yami then used his body to push Yuugi into a stall. Yuugi was in the process of kicking his boots off. He stepped out of his pants. Yami shut the door, undid his pants. He pressed Yuugi against the door. Yuugi reached his hands up, holding onto the door, and wrapped his legs around Yami's waist.

"Remind me why I gave up my virginity in the men's bathroom." Yuugi grinned and looked into Yami's eyes. "KC Battle Ship, and without lube no less."

Yami mused for a moment, smirking. "I had finally managed to completely form a solid body." He paused. "It started out a really heavy make out session. You told me we should celebrate despite the chaos." He kissed Yuugi on the forehead. "You were so tempting, and the bathroom was the closest confined space available."

Yuugi giggled. "Shortly after that I caught you making a metal list of places to do me."

Yami puffed up, and pouted playfully. "You were doing the same thing."

"At least mine didn't include buying a dried just for the cause." Yuugi winked.

"Anyways…" Yami cleared his throat, and pulled Yuugi forward.

Yami tossed the empty coffee cup into the garbage and stretched. Yuugi whined. "Not a damn place open to rent." Yami sighed. A lady a table over had overheard their dilemma. "Sir's. Down about 2 blocks…" She continued giving detailed directions. "She's got two apartments left. Really nice lady." Yuugi and Yami grinned ear-to-ear while thanking the lady. They got up, and left. It was about a 20-minute walk, and as said the landlady was nice. Every room was small; it had a kitchen, bathroom, one bedroom, and a living room. Yami nor Yuugi noticed a dinning room. If it did it must have connected to the living room, which could barely fit the sofa and TV. The bedroom had enough room for a twin sized bed and a dresser. In the hall was a laundry closet. "Comfy." Yuugi smiled. "Cozy." Yami pulled Yuugi into a hug. An hour of negotiating and the place was theirs.

A voice echoed from inside the Millennium Puzzle. "To form a body for your soul would you give up your final resting place, and the power of the item?" 2 minutes of silence. "Would you give up all contact with your lover for 10 years?" 2 minutes of silence. "Take heed time has magic of its own one could learn to hate the other. Is it worth the risk you take for the body you seek?" Yami knew Yuugi's answer as he felt his hand being squeezed. One phrase came to mine. I'll wait an eternity for you. Yami began to shake as a sick feeling washed over him. He nodded his head, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll give up my final resting place, I'll give up the power of the item." His voice faltered. "Yes I'll give up all contact with my lover, and yes it is worth the risk." Yami and Yuugi both took a deep breath. "You've got one last moment with your lover. Choose it wisely for once skin stops touching skin time begins."

Yuugi and Yami with tear stained flushed cheeks, red eyes, and heavy breaths kiss passionately. Neither one willing to let the other go, minutes pass, and their bodies demanding air as dizziness attacks. Once they break, it is over. Yuugi and Yami by unseen forces are pushed away from each other. Tears falling faster still, hands out stretched, their bodies begging, their voices pleading. Till at last nothing more than rasping breathes, and muffled tears can be formed. They are at their knees, hands buried in the sands. Marik approached Yami, extending a hand to help him up. "Come my Pharaoh." Isis said with a plea in her voice. Jou approached Yuugi, extending a hand to help him up. "Come on Yug." Jou pleaded with him. Honda, and Anzu in the background still watched in disbelief that the two could go through with this.

"Now onto what is unknown to you." Yuugi sighed. Yami squeezed his hand. "Promise not to hate me?"

Yami raised a brow. "Why would I hate you?

"I wasn't exactly the saintliest person in the first year." Yuugi ran his fingers through his hair. "Neither were my dreams."

Yami fidgted a bit, and forced a smile. "Can it be worse than what I allowed to happen?"

Yuugi nodded.

The shadow of a woman slid into Yuugi's room. While he slept in a heavy sleep she bound him to his bed. She then slid over Yuugi's naked body. Yuugi woke with a start as something brushed against his soft length that was quickly hardening. "Who are you?" Yuugi struggled. "What are you doing to me?" She descended herself onto his now hard length. "I want you to hate yourself. I want you to know that you aren't good enough for him." Yuugi snarled and spit in her face. "I love Yami." She slapped him across the face. "You don't deserve him." Yuugi started to cry still struggling. She slapped him again. "Dirty, filthy little boy for giving in so easy." Yuugi bit his lip, he hadn't moaned once, but he had just come. She slid off of him, and kissed him. "I'll do this again and again till you give him up. You will learn that you aren't good enough." – Yuugi awoke screaming, he clutch the sweaty semen covered sheets. His grandpa came running in. Yuugi looked at his grandfather, and shouted. "Go away." Tears ran down Yuugi's face his body still covered by the sheet he pulled his knees to his chest. His grandfather was torn, but turned and left.

"How many times?" Yami whispered, and pulled Yuugi into a tight hug. No one deserved that, dream or not.

Yuugi leaned into Yami, and fought back tears. "Every night I slept in that bed. It never happened in our bed. It was our secret, and I didn't want anyone to find out. But if I slept there every night someone would suspect something. So I couldn't. I resorted to sleeping just enough to be able to walk."

Yami ran his fingers through Yuugi's hair. "Why didn't you say something?"

Yuugi sighed. "I didn't want to worry anyone. And, there was no way to tell you without telling someone else."

Yami squeezed his hand, and pulled them into a walk again.

Yuugi sat under a tree of Domino Park. Yuugi pulled the blade out of the pocketknife. Tears trickled down Yuugi's cheeks. Yuugi cut himself right above the ankle. Seto was heading towards the garage where Jou worked at caught site of Yuugi and something catching the suns rays. Yuugi cut again right above the ankle, as he started to cry. Yuugi's mind was no longer on the pain of the dream, but on the pain of the cut. Seto ran over to him, he could see the motions of what Yuugi was doing. Seto jerked the knife from Yuugi's hand. Yuugi looked into the eyes of Seto, tears staining his cheeks. Seto knelt down. The good thing was that this looked like a new-formed habit. "What do you think Yami would say to this?" Yuugi watched the blood trickle over his foot. "Let me forgot for just five minutes."

"After that he kept an eye on me. Had everyone else keep an eye on me. Wouldn't tell them why. I suppose he didn't want them to look at me any less of me." Yuugi sighed. Yami squeezed Yuugi's hand.

Yuugi picked up a bottle of non-prescription sleep aid that sat on the dresser. Yuugi took out two. Yuugi sat on their bed exhausted. The clock on the nightstand showed 8 pm. Yuugi maneuvered himself under the sandy brown sheets, within minutes he was asleep. The clock on the nightstand showed 12 pm. "Missed class again." Yuugi muttered softly to himself. "What the fuck does it mater."

"Everyone tried to figure out what was going through my head. The angrier I got the more distant I became." Yuugi sighed. "I told you it was grim."

Yami rubbed his temple. "It makes since why you also distance yourself further from me. You hoped that by doing so the dreams would stop. Did they?"

Yuugi shook his head. "Not until I went to America. But by then I was in too deep, too hidden within myself to indulge anyone with the truth."

Yuugi was in America, at the academy. Yuugi had paired himself with James. Yuugi's body was lethal in leather. Together Yuugi and James' feet glided on the floor like it was ice as they danced. Their eyes held passion, and never left the others. Their bodies were a near perfect fit. For once every care was free from Yuugi's thought. Yuugi and James three sheets to the wind had earned themselves several on lookers. – Samantha led Yuugi into James' bedroom. Samantha removed Yuugi's clothes, and helped him into the bed that James was already occupying. Samantha then raised a hand, and the contents of the room became turned upside down. – Yuugi never made it back to his room. Yuugi awoke snuggled next to James, both only wearing the sheet they shared. Yuugi scooted away, and sat up holding his head. Yuugi's body was sweaty and sticky, and his vision was blurry as he took in the room. From the looks of the room, Yuugi and James had indulged themselves on every piece of furniture the room had. Everything was in disarray. Thankfully the door was closed and locked.

"I remember when we use to dance like that." Yami laughed. "You never did anything." He smiled.

Yuugi smiled. "Still a bit embarrassing waking up in the postion of thinking you did do something."

Yami kissed Yuugi's forehead.

Yuugi had come to rest his hand on the handle that contained some memories of the first year he and Yami had been apart. These were memories he came back to least; this was the one time in his life he was depressed. This depressed version of Yuugi wasn't a pleasant one in fact he was down right nasty. He was remembering the dreams, and the voice that had told him he wasn't good enough. That voice, Yuugi mused. Yuugi shook his head. "It couldn't be Samantha's could it? How could it? I've just recently met her." Yuugi closed the door quickly as it was bringing back a bad time in mind. – Yuugi stood in the middle of the maze of doors. "Why have things become so complicated? Samantha…" Yuugi's mind wondered over the woman since he had opened that door. "What is it about you? You are so very much like us, except the hair and eyes." Yuugi paused, and thought hard. "Samantha you were there for me, almost to soon when I opened my eyes after seeing Yami. Why? How? And then Seto and Isis knocked shortly there after."

Yami's eyes shot wide open. "Samantha is the one who." He growled. "Raped you in your dreams."

"She did everything in her power to try and push us apart. She was testing us." Yuugi sighed.

Yuugi stretched as he, Samantha, and Seto exited the plane. Yuugi had been here for Internationals twice before, but it was still considered new turf since Internationals only last three months. Seto watched Yuugi. Seto shook his head. Yuugi had a lot of curiosity for the place. Samantha slid her hand into Yuugi's, and squeezed it. Seto stepped forward, about to jerk the two apart, when he saw her eyes glint gold. He growled.

"I didn't know her eyes could go gold…" Yuugi mused. "The things I realize now."

"I am surprised she can be so protective over you after trying to tear you apart." Yami's eyes narrowed.

Yuugi smiled softly and squeezed Yami's hand. "It doesn't mater now. We are together. Together as we have always been."

Yami nodded. "Forever." He pulled them into a passionate kiss. They squeezed each other's hand.

"I was there for you, and you were there for me." Yuugi giggled. "Seems we do a lot of remembering."

"I'm 3000 years old, I'm aloud to be forgetful." Yami teased.

Yuugi rolled his eyes. "All right old fart. Just don't get limp on me." He stuck his tongue out.

Yami growled playfully. "I've got the body of a 23 year old male."

Yuugi snickered. "And a very nice one at that."

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((This isn't the end... See you next chapter!))