Yeah, so I was a really lazy-ass/forgetful fool right up to Christmas. Then on Saturday and Sunday I baked food like Keesh (not Keath) and pie and lemon squares while watching all three Lord of the Rings movies and then when Christmas rolled around I was like, "Yeah... I should update." I have no excuse I am a slim puppy.

I do kinda feel bad about updating on/right after Christmas and not having a Christmas special. Then again, I really don't feel bad cause I haven't updated in like more than two weeks and you all deserve it. (Awwwww…)

So there was this reviewer, not last update but a long time ago, who said something like I should have Atemu call Yugi up on stage during the concert. And I was like: Sorry, I've already written that part. Now I'm like squirming because I'm seeing all the lovely, lovely ironic situations that could have come out of that. I could have pulled a whole "You got Mail" or whatever musical that it was actually ripped off of. Damn. Oh well. Too late now and I like my version anyway. Teehee.

(clears throat)Well, I'm quite EXCITED about this chapter. It's really quite… thrilling. But you don't need me to tell you that, YOU COULD JUST READ IT AND FIND OUT!!!

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Chyaputa 5: Flyers

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Yugi managed to retrieve his dark blue school uniform jacket the next day. He had walked to school with Jounouchi just to make sure Ushio and his gang wouldn't try to corner him again. Still Yugi's breath was a tense as they walked the path to school. It was not until Yugi and Jounouchi had passed through the school doors that he finally started to relax. The two of them entered the classroom and greeted Anzu and Honda as usual.

Yugi craned his head around to see Ryou, once again, fast asleep at his desk.

"He's always sleeping nowadays," Anzu said tenderly.

"Maybe the job's getting to him," Jounouchi suggested.

"Ryou told me he has to take the night shift because he has to go to school in the daytime. He doesn't have time for sleep," Yugi explained.

"But why does he have to take this job at all?" Honda growled. "It's killing him!"

"He said he needed money," Anzu remembered. Yugi looked away, not meeting anyone's eye. If Ryou didn't want him to tell anyone that his father hadn't contacted him in over six months now then he wouldn't. Yugi turned and walked over to Ryou, gently shaking him awake.

"Ryou? Ryou?" Yugi called softly. Ryou stirred, heavy eyelids blinking, and gave a huge yawn. "Class is going to start soon."

"Oh yeah…" Ryou mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Yugi asked, worried.

"No," Ryou admitted. "Not really."

"Aren't you getting any sleep?" Yugi questioned. Ryou blinked again. There were dark circles under his half-lidded, blood-shot eyes.

"Some," he said miserably.

"Hey Ryou!" Honda greeted as he walked over to the white haired teenager's desk and patted him friendly on the back. "Can't wait for the concert next week, eh?!"

Ryou blinked, still slightly asleep. "What concert?" he asked confused. Jonouchi's, Honda's and Anzu's jaw dropped as one.

"W-What concert?!!" Jounouchi exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air.

"Where have you been these last months!?!" Anzu screeched, slamming her hands upon the surface of his desk.

'I wonder where Yami is now… Is he still in Japan?' Yugi thought, mind drifting.

"The Descendants of Ra concert!!" Jounouchi exclaimed.

"Oh, those guys," Ryou said carelessly. "They're not that good."

"Not… that…g-good…?" Jounouchi squeaked, quite shocked.

"Ryou, I'm sorry, I can't be associated with you anymore," Honda said hurtfully.

"How can you say that!?" Anzu shrieked, hand diving into her bag pulling out a large flyer with a picture of the band in black and white on it. "You disgrace me, Ryou," she muttered. But Ryou didn't respond. He was staring transfixed at the cover of the pamphlet, mouth agape.

"T-that's the guy…" he muttered pointing to the flyer.

"What guy?" Jounouchi asked.

"The guy who stole my bag!" Ryou exclaimed jabbing his finger at the flyer now. "Him! There!" Honda squinted down at the paper.

"Bakura?" Yugi asked, very confused.

"Yeah!" Ryou cried almost frantically, brown eyes bulging with madness.

"Ryou… you do know who that is right? That's Bakura. Bakura from the internationally famous band Descendants of Ra," Honda drawled.

"Yes, that's him! He stole my bag!" Ryou exclaimed. Honda's and Jounouchi's faces dropped in disbelief. Yugi and Anzu looked at each other uncertainly.

"Bakura, the Bakura, stole your bag?" Jounouchi questioned.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Anzu suggested kindly.

"I'll never forget his face! That's definitely him!" Ryou cried. He looked around at his friends and saw they're disapproving looks. "You guys don't believe me?"

"Well… You've got to admit…" Honda explained awkwardly. "It sounds very unbelievable."

"But it's true, I saw him last night!" Ryou cried desperately, stabbing at the paper.

"You saw him?" Jounouchi said even more doubtfully. "You expect us to believe that? The probability of that happening is like a hundred million to one! You can't just walk up to the Bakura."

"But it's true I saw him," Ryou insisted frustratingly. At that moment the classroom door opened and the teacher walked in. Jounouchi and the others were forced to take their seats. Ryou sat down, red faced, breathing furiously through his nose. Yugi sat down behind him, watching his friend nervously. He didn't think Ryou would have any reason to lie but Jounouchi was right, there was no way Ryou could have seen Bakura the previous night.

A bird flying passed the window caught Yugi's eye.

'I wonder what Yami's doing right now?' Yugi thought, distracted.

((5))

Atemu's brain was completely and utterly blank that day. A fuzzy floating happiness had consumed his senses, distracting him entirely.

"Atemu!" Bakura screeched in his ear. Atemu jumped.

"What the hell was that for?" he asked rubbing his damaged ear.

"Atemu! We have a concert in three days and you're not concentrating!" Bakura snapped angrily. "Now let's start again, from the beginning!" he ordered. Mariku started the drumbeat and two measures later Bakura and Malik came in.

'I wonder where Yugi lives…' Atemu thought only mildly listening to the music. 'Maybe I can… between concerts…he can't live that far away…'

"Atemu!" Bakura screeched.

"What!?!" Atemu shouted back defensively.

"Are you even trying to concentrate?" Bakura questioned, serious ticked off now, eyebrow twitching under his stress.

"Sorry, guess I'm not feeling well," Atemu lied coldly. He really wanted to get out of that rehearsal. Why was he even here? He knew his part; he had gone over it a hundred times.

"Fine! You can leave then!" Bakura spat. "You're slowing us down anyway."

"But we need Atemu to practice…" Malik protested.

"Let him go, if he's going to be a bitch," Mariku growled. "I don't need him."

"Yeah, I think I will go," Atemu snapped and marched out the room before any of them could stop him. He didn't want to deal with these losers; he wanted to talk to Yugi.

Should he ask him? Was it too soon? Atemu didn't care.

He marched into his room and called Yugi's number.

"Hello?" Yugi's voice answered.

"Hi, it's me," Atemu said.

"Hey, Yami. I thought you weren't going to call until seven," Yugi said.

"My mom let me go early," Atemu said hurriedly. He had to ask him now. He had to do it. "Yugi, do you want to…" he hesitated. This was it. He had to say it now or never. "… meet me? You know, face-to-face?"

Atemu had thought over this long and hard. He knew Yugi would never suspect that his friend Yami would to turn out to be Atemu, the internationally known Atemu, but he couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to speak to Yugi in person and he wanted to see Yugi standing in front of him… Besides actions spoke better than words, right? Right? Atemu hoped so.

There was a pause but Atemu could hear Yugi still breathing so he knew he was there.

"Yes," Yugi answered, voice slightly hushed yet firm. Atemu's heart lifted. "But how?" Yugi asked.

"Well, where do you live?" Atemu asked. "I promise I'm not a stalker, Yugi. I promise I won't-"

"Domino city," Yugi answered automatically. Atemu's heart raced. Domino? Where had he heard that name before? He knew it was important.

'Domino is where we're having our next concert,' Atemu remembered excitedly.

"Do you know where it is?" Yugi asked uncertainly.

"Yes," Atemu answered. "How about I meet you there in three days?"

"Three days? Wow… ah…" Yugi sounded a little overwhelmed. "That's the same day as the Descendants of Ra concert, right?"

Atemu hesitated. "Ah… yeah, I guess it is…" He was harshly reminded yet again that Yugi was a fan. But that was alright, it was every fan's dream to meet their idol, right? Yugi would be thrilled to see him. Everything would be alright…

"Should we meet at the concert?" Yugi asked. "I'm going with a group of friends…"

"Ah, no. I can't. Um, didn't get tickets," Atemu lied awkwardly.

"That sucks," Yugi replied. "Where will we meet then?"

"I don't know, I've never been to Domino," Atemu admitted.

"How about in the center of town," Yugi explained. "Next to the Domino Auditorium, that's where the concert will be, there's this pizza shop across the street called Pizza Palace."

A public place? People would see him. Atemu hesitated. But if they were going to meet so close to the Domino Auditorium, why not meet right after the concert? He could slip away in the usual confusion of crowds exiting out of the building. And it would be late, no one would want to linger with the stores all closed.

"How about at 11:30 at night, right after the concert?" Atemu suggested.

"At night?" Yugi questioned. "Why?"

"It the only time I can get away. Please trust me, Yugi," Atemu pleaded.

"I trust you," Yugi said. Atemu couldn't breathe, something was happening; his hands were shaking with excitement. He was going to meet Yugi. He was going to meet Yugi.

"And you…" Atemu hesitated, his happiness waning. "You won't… freak out… when you see me?"

"Of course not!" Yugi exclaimed. "And same here, not matter how unlikely I look, don't walk away from me, okay?"

"I won't," Atemu promised. "We should wear something to identify ourselves to each other," he suggested. "Like a hat or a certain color shirt."

"How about a red arm band?" Yugi said.

"Good!" Atemu claimed. He had lots of those. "And just in case, let's wear two."

"Both on our right arm," Yugi added.

"Sure, great!" Atemu exclaimed. This was going to be easier than he thought it would be. He was going to meet Yugi. He was actually going to meet Yugi.

"Exactly three days from now, at 11:30 pm at the Pizza Palace," Yugi repeated.

"Across the street from the Domino Auditorium wearing two red arm bands on our right arm," Atemu concluded.

"You promise you won't be too shocked when you see me?" Yugi asked uncertainly. "I am really short you know…"

"I won't be shocked," Atemu reassured him. There could be nothing about Yugi's appearance that was more shocking than his own identity.

((5))

The day had come. Yugi almost couldn't believe it.

Yugi looked at his watch. It was almost 7 o'clock; the Descendants of Ra concert would begin soon. Jounouchi, Honda and Anzu stood next to him in the long line of excited fans waiting to be let into the Domino Auditorium. All of his friends and several hundreds of people around them were supporting T-shirts with a picture of the band or their favorite band member on their chests. Jounouchi had offered to buy one with Atemu's head on it for him but Yugi had declined, saying he didn't want Jounouchi spending anymore money.

Yugi looked at his watch again. In four and a half hours he was going to meet Yami. He was actually going to see him in the flesh standing right in front of him. Yugi insides squirmed; all else failed to compare to his happiness. Even the large picture of Atemu, wearing a tight black leather outfit, which Jounouchi and Anzu swooned over for at least five minutes, seemed to have little effect upon him.

Yugi nervously checked his red armbands for the hundredth time and made sure both of them were tightly secured around his arm. Nerves rose up in him again as he, Jounouchi, Honda and Anzu passed through the ticket exchange and they now ran down the long carpeted aisle to their seats. What would Yami think when he saw him? Would Yugi's shortness and large eyes make Yami think he was younger than he had said he was? Yugi breathed as he sat down next to Anzu.

'What the hell am I doing?' Yugi asked himself, nerves giving way to fear. He had no idea what he was getting into. Yami could be anyone in the world. Yami wasn't even his real name! He could be working for an organization hoping to kidnap Yugi on the spot and sell him for slave labor or worse.

"Yugi are you okay?" Anzu asked curiously. "You don't look well." Yugi hadn't realized that in his panic he had stopped breathing and his complexion had proceeded to turn slightly green.

"Its nothing," Yugi said and turned toward the stage where the opening band was finishing their last song. He would just have to endure four and half hours of screaming and loud music and then he could see Yami. Yugi suddenly found himself wishing that the concert were already over.

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Atemu sat in the dressing rooms as two make up artists did the finishing touches to his million dollar face. His head pounded. Had he made the right decision? Was he ready to meet Yugi? Was it the right time? Yugi seemed so cool over the internet but would he still be after Atemu met him in person.

"Wake up," Mariku ordered roughly, smacking Atemu on the back of his head and he jolting him violently out of his day dream. "We have a concert to do."

"I know," Atemu growled. Bakura glared death at him across the room.

"If you miss a cue tonight, just one cue, I'm going to kill you, Atemu. I am seriously going to murder you and then eat your inners," Bakura threatened coldly.

"Yeah whatever," Atemu muttered and began to walk toward the stage. Though it was true, he had been letting the band down lately. Maybe he should actually try in this concert.

'For Yugi… For the last concert I do without him…' he told himself firmly and walked out onto stage in a cloud of smoke, flashing lights and thunderous screams.

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REVIEW!!! (sorry it was just too exciting, I couldn't wait, teehee)

Poor Ryou…

So yeah, I didn't get a lot of feedback on that chapter from my other story that I wanted to have people look at and about half of those who did respond said they'd rather wait until it was finished so I'm going to wait. I'm just getting frustrated because my beta reader hasn't read passed the first chapter and is taking so fucking long that its freaking driving me INSANE!!!

Anywho…

NEXT CHAPTER: ATEMU AND YUGI MEET!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! WHAT WILL HAPPEN? EVEN I DON'T KNOW!!! (well, actually… I do)

Ah, let me bask in the suspense for a little bit. Hm… the anticipation... the uncertainty…

Have you all noticed the more you all let me talk, the more deranged I become? Nevermind.

Don't forget to REVIEW!!!

REVIEW PLEASE!!