Truth
Mai stood in the elevator looking up at the buttons. She was just a ride away from being home. But she felt a weird need to do something else instead, she wanted an answer to her question. It had to be well past midnight. She sighed as she gave into her curiosity and pressed the button. Shorty 3 or so minutes later she got out of the deathtrap box and walked up to the door. She knocked quietly, stood there wondering if anyone had heard her. She was about to knock again when the door opened wide enough to let her in. "Sorry, I know it's late." She started as she walked farther into the apartment and sat upon a couch.
"I was expecting you anyways." Yami shrugged as he closed the door taking a seat next to her. "I figured you'd ask me the same question I was going to ask you. So how about you start."
Mai shrugged, "I used to date Marik in highschool. I saw Marik once randomly shortly before my illness, he gave me something looked like an eye, said keep it and we'll see each other again. I'm not sure why I did, obvious he stole it. But Bakura was sent to collect it."
Yami nodded, "those two are an odd pair of friends, but knowing them both I guess it only makes sense… Bakura… I think blames me for his brother's death."
"I know you well enough to know that's not true one bit."
Yami nodded again, "it's not. The maniac was his brothers undoing. He's a theif, had an eye for things of great value and he'd do anything to get his hands on such items." He sighed, "just be careful around him."