A/N: Thanks to my few reviewers who want me to continue this. Hope this meets your expectations! So many people have favorited this or put it on their alerts, but only .. 2? people have reviewed. What's up with that? It's really not that hard to write a sentence or two, and it really encourages me to keep typing (I violently hate typing). So please review if you like this! I'm currently working on an original "novel" so updates might be slow, but the more reviews, the more motivated I will be.

Disclaimer: Don't own YuGiOh, do own all my OCs.

And here is Chapter 11

"Hey Yami, " Yugi said nervously, when he and Bakura entered the room.

Yami met his eyes, but said nothing.

"I'm sorry," Yugi whispered, "I don't know why I ever wanted to do what I did. It hurt everybody—you, me, Joey, Malik—I was being a selfish little kid. The only good thing that came out of all of this is that I realized how much you are to me. How much it means to know someone loves me unconditionally, even though I don't deserve it. And… I understand if you don't want to love me anymore, but please, please… I love you more than you can imagine."

Yami nodded, tears in his eyes, "I love you too, Yugi," he choked out.

Bakura reentered the room—neither of them had noticed that he had left—and glared at Yami.

"Sorry to break up you lovey-dovey party, but where the hell is Ryou?"

"He… had something to take care of," Yami answered carefully.

"Right. So where'd he go?" Bakura demanded.

"Bakura," Yami paused, "He knows."

Bakura's face faltered for a moment, but reverted back to anger before anyone could be sure it even changed.

"Knows what?"

Yami raised his eyebrows, "Don't play dumb with me," he said coldly.

Bakura made a mocking face at Yami and stormed out.

"What was that about?" Yugi asked.

"Nothing," Yami said, in a voice that ended the subject immediately. He moved closer to Yugi.

"I missed you," he said, holding out his arms to hug the smaller boy.

Yugi suddenly tensed, backing away.

"What's wrong?" Yami asked, his face filled with worry.

"N-nothing," Yugi stammered.

Yami put his hand on Yugi's shaking shoulder. Yugi involuntarily shuddered, and threw it off. Yami looked crestfallen, and Yugi tried desperately to let him know it wasn't his fault, but he could't speak. Finally, frustrated, he started to sob. Feeling lightheaded, he backed away and sand down onto the couch.

"Yugi, this isn't good. You're in shock—we have to get you to a doctor…a counselor for situations like this,"

Yugi shook his head.

"Really, Yugi, it can't hurt just to go. And anyway, you're hurt. We have to do something about those cuts."

"B-but how wi-ll I exp-plain what hap-p-penned?"

"Don't worry about that, aibo. That's what doctors are there for."

"I'll be f-fine, Yami. Please," Yugi pleaded, but he continued to shake uncontrollably.

Yami smiled sadly, apologetically at his love, and then went into the kitchen and called for an ambulance.

Mokuba bounced gleefully up and down as he waited for Miles to arrive. Seto was taking them to Kaibaland for the Gwen Stefani concert with VIP backstage passes, of course, and Mokuba was nearly dying with anticipation.

He was also excited because tonight he was going to come out to his big brother. He hadn't really planned what he was going to say, he figured he and Miles could just tell the older Kaiba that they had feelings for each other and leave it at that.

Ryou was nearly as excited as Mokuba, but a little more subdued because of Bakura. He wondered where Bakura was now. He wondered if Yami and Yugi were happily reunited.

The doorbell to the mansion rang and Mokuba ran to answer it. Ryou heard two almost girlish shrieks and laughed out loud. He heard Joey and Kaiba's footsteps on the stairs and walked out to the foyer.

"Everyone ready?" Kaiba asked. Mokuba nodded, extremely excited. They went outside and slid into the limo that was waiting for them.

Davey watched the Kaiba party exit the house from across the street. He waited until the car had pulled away and turned the corner and then radioed to Crow that "the eagle is in flight". He stood up and crossed the street. His clothing was not the flamboyant outfit from the previous night but instead a modest black tee-shirt and faded jeans. His pink hair was tucked under a skull cap.

He reached the front gate, looking directly at the security video concealed in the trunk of a tall oak tree. He waved smugly, and then began to climb the gate. Before he was halfway over, he heard the familiar sound of an alarm system. When he made it to the top, he jumped down, catlike, to find himself staring into the dark sunglasses of a Kaiba Corp. security guard. Several others stood behind him.

"And what have we here?" the man asked menacingly.

"Uh, I-I… my friend dared me to try to get over the fence and get back without being caught, and I thought I could…"

The guard laughed. "Thought you could get through Mr. Kaiba's security system? Kids these days…" The man smirked as he patted down Davey, checking for weapons.

"So, can I go now?" Davey asked, "I didn't mean no harm," he said, using the double negative wisely.

"Sorry sonny, policy says I've got to detain you until Mr. Kaiba can speak to you personally. He's out right now, which means you might be here overnight. Anyone I need to notify about your location?"

Davey shook his head, "No one will miss me," he said, playing up his pity plea.

"I really wish I could let you go," The man said again.

Davey said nothing, but allowed himself to be lead into the house. As they entered the mansion, Davey let out a genuine gasp of awe and how… expensive everything looked. The guard turned around.

"I know how you feel, this place still amazes me, and I've been here for ten years."

Davey nodded, all the while deciding which items he would take first. The guard led him down a flight of stairs to what appeared to be the security center of the mansion. Davey knew that the real workings were another floor down, and this was just to throw off common burglars. True thieves would recognize the decoy almost immediately, but the everyday robber would be caught nearly as quickly when he was spotted on the cameras in the real guard center.

Davey entered a small room that looked somewhat like the waiting room of a hospital. The walls were stark white and lined with metal straight back chairs. A camera was attached to the ceiling in the far left corner, and unlike in the rest of the house there was not effort made to conceal it.

"My name's Montag, by the way. If you need anything you can push the red call button on the wall behind me. It calls my radio directly. Anything you need while I'm here?" He asked.

"Actually, I do have to, ah, use the facilities," Davey said.

"Could've told me that earlier," Montag chuckled, "All the bathrooms are above ground."

"Sorry sir," Davey apologized politely.

"Not a problem, sonny," He took Davey by the arm again and they retraced their steps back upstairs. Davey was led to the other side of the house from where he'd entered, to the housekeeping staff's quarters. Even for a maids' section everything was nicer than anything Davey had ever owned. Montag opened a door to reveal a toilet, sink and shower stall.

"Don't bother trying to get out the window, it locks from the inside and the outside." Davey nodded and shut the door behind him. Once the lock was secured, he went over to the window. He sprayed the opaque gas contained in his watch to reveal laser beams. Finding one three inches above the sill, he marked off with a pencil where it exited and reentered the wall. He then flipped the inside lock open. The double lock idea was a good one, except when the thief was already inside. He quickly radioed to Crow. "All set, first floor, bathroom three." Crow's voice came back, muffled, "I see you, we'll be inside in ten."

Davey flushed the toiled and washed his hands in the sink. Then he opened the door and turned off the light.

Silas and Crow shook water from their hair and removed their wet clothes, pulling dry ones from the waterproof bags on their backs. The one spot along the twelve foot fence that did not have an alarm system on it was the stream that ran across the entire property. The metal fence posts went clear to the bottom of the lake, but being underfed teenage boys, Crow and Silas easily slid through them, swimming onto the Kaiba property. Crow pulled his laptop from the bag to check the security cameras. No one was currently in the wing that Davey had just gone to the bathroom in, so the two made their way silently to the window. The flipped the lock and carefully slid the window open. Noting the trip wire, they agilely dropped into the room. Crow looked down at the computer and cursed. "Shit, there's a maid coming down the hallway. I think she might be…" he trailed off. "Hide!" he hissed. Silas opened the closet door to reveal an industrial sized hamper full of dirty towels. They leapt inside and covered themselves completely just as the door opened.

And suddenly they were moving. Silas shifted the towel covering his eyes slightly to see where they were. They were traveling down a long hallway, presumably to a laundry room.

Just as he was about to give up hope, Silas found a slit in the side of the hamper. Grabbing Crow's arm, or whatever body part that was, he looked out waiting to find a hallway to scramble into to get away. He saw the perfect opportunity ahead, and nudged Crow hard. When they were near to the entrance, Silas launched himself from the cart, somersaulting ninja-like into the shadows. He felt Crow thud into him, and they both breathed sighs of relief. Now, to get down to the basement to disable the alarms, so the others could enter. Crow opened the computer again, and replaced every screen in the surveillance center with blank footage, keeping the real feeds open so they could avoid the guards. Then they crept out into the hall and edged along the wall towards the stairs.