Tie-dyed Trickster-I take it you didn't like Malik. Don't worry. The most role he'll ever play again is a minor annoyance much much later. I love Yami's veiws too, they're really fun to write.

Tomboy 601-CRAP! I forgot to put that scene in this chapter! Aw man, that was supposed to happen before they found out he was kidnapped but I keep forgetting to write it. Thanks for reminding me.

TakabiTenshi-Sorry.

Lara The Drak Angel-Smpathy... towards Yami? (Yami Bakura: RUN AWAY! SHE'S EVIL!!!)

Spirited-Lilly-I can't tell you. But you find out within the first five or so paragraphs anyway

Finnhart-Glad you think so. That was kind of my goal.

Tsubasa no Ryu-Sorry. No can do.

Chapter 11

It was a playground. Shadi examined Yami's soul room as the boy played on the swings (he didn't know how Yami had followed him in there). It seemed innocent enough. Shadi's suspicions of the boy would have been cleared completely were it not for the dark torture chamber of a soul room across the hall.

This left him with a tough decision. Was Bakura better of thinking his adopted son had been lost in the desert and never knew what became of him, or be informed of his childs death? He decided on the second one, also choosing to wait until Yami was dead before letting Bakura know he'd been found.

OOOOO

Bakura paced back and forth trying to calm down. It was a failed attempt. Especially when the door bell rang and Ishizu screamed upon answering it. He soon saw why. A ghostly white Yami was in Shadi's arms. The Egyptian man set the Yami down and turned to go, slowly fading away.

Bakura didn't watch Shadi go, he focused all his attention on Yami "He's…" everyone was coming to the door by now "not breathing…" Bakura started crying. Yami couldn't be dead, it just didn't seem possible.

OOOOO

Yami let out a choked sob from inside his soul room. Everything was on fire. He'd climbed up to the top of the slide to try to escape it but now he had nowhere to go. Of course, the swing set was a little higher than the slide, but he didn't think he could reach it from where he was.

The door burst open and the meaner looking Bakura came in. Whispering something and pointing at the fire, which died down almost instantly. He then slowly made his way over to Yami "Well?" He asked in a cold, somewhat raspy voice "Are you coming down or not?"

Yami sniffled and climbed down, running up to the man he'd thought was his dad "W-Wyou?" before either of them could say anything there was a blinding flash of light and everything was dark. Yami coughed, his throat hurt and he couldn't see anything. His cheeks felt wet.

He forced his eyes open, everyone was looking at him. Bunny, Miss Ishtar, his daddy, Atem, Yugi, Grandpa "Wha-" he started coughing again.

"He's alive" Bakura whispered, whipping tears of his cheek "He's alive"

"W-Wyou…" Yami whispered before rolling over and going to sleep.

"How?" Atem asked after a minute "He… was dead a minute ago. How did he come back to life?"

"I don't know" Ishizu whispered "Shadi's killing method must not have been fool proof. He always liked to destroy people in their soul rooms. Yami must have saved himself somehow"

"I don't care how he survived" Bakura whispered, clutching Yami tightly, but making sure the boy could breath "He survived and that's all that matters to me"

-Dreamscape-

Yami was at the park, the one Ryou always took him to that he'd met Tori at. The meaner Ryou was there too, looking around amused "Wyou?" Yami asked tugging on the mans sleeve "Why awe we here?"

"I'm not Ryou" he replied "I'm you" he walked away from little Yami and leaned against a tree.

"No" Yami laughed and ran after old Yami "I'm me. You're you. Dere can' be nore dan one me!" He smiled and hugged old Yami "But you awen't Wyou?"

"No"

"Tanks for saving me" He smiled and looked up at old Yami "wanna see a twick?" Without waiting for an answer little Yami ran over the near by sandbox and made a miniature tornado with his powers. He yelped in surprise as all the sand suddenly flew away, he looked back at old yami and grinned, realizing he'd used his powers too

"Wha's your name?" he asked sweetly.

"…Yami"

"No. That's my name"

"Maybe you weren't listening. I'm you"

"Fine" little Yami scowled "You haf da same name. But dere's onwy one me!"

Old Yami rolled his eyes "Sure, kid"

-End Dreamscape-

Yami yawned and opened his eyes. Now he was warm. This appeared to be because his father wouldn't let go of him. No one noticed he was awake now and his throat still hurt so he didn't want to talk. Instead he just looked around at the various decorations on the walls. China must have been very busy to make so many pretty things but he couldn't read the words on the pictures. All his pictures said things like 'Tomas' and were black and white and he got to color them in. Maybe Miss Ishtar or Bunny must have colored these ones. He wished he had that many different colored crayons but Ryou wouldn't get him the largest sets.

Finally he got bored "Wyou?" he croaked. His throat was raw, like it had inhaled too much smoke.

Bakura loosened his grip on Yami enough that the boy could move back and look up at his dad "Can I go to da poo? I stiw haf my pants you make me wear in watah"

Bakura grinned and chuckled "Not now"

"Da pawk den?" Yami asked hopfully

"That's really far away, Yami. How about just taking a bath"

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW"

Yugi smiled and followed Bakura up to help wash Yami off since it had been discovered some time ago that it took two people to wash him, one to wash him, the other to hold him down so he wouldn't run away from 'the evil soap bar'. Only Yami knew how Yami had developed a fear of soap.

Isaya831: God, I haven't updated this in a while. I haven't updated Life Swap in a while either…

Yami: I didn't understand that dream thing

Isaya831: No. No you didn't.

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