Okay. This will be longer than Yusho's because of a few factors. One: I needed to add Syuzo. Two: Yoko is closer to the end point of the payment, which is her child in the middle of the Dueling Arena.

Again possible OOCness. I haven't written Yoko before execpt in passing.

Hope you enjoy!

(Chapter 2)

Mama, I'm Sorry.

Yoko didn't move as the world around her crumbled away. She knew that it couldn't be avoided. She merely stepped out of the way of the people rushing to the exits. Syuzo ran up to her.

"We need to go!"

Shaking her head the blonde woman watched her child reach out to the sky. A content look passed over his face. When was the last time she saw such a look on her eldest?

A hand grabbed onto her arm.

"Yoko!"

"There is no place to go."

The man seemed to be surprised at that. Not bothering to look at her friend she continued.

"The universe shall end today. That is the price to be paid."

Syuzo slowly removed his grip from her.

"No one is coming back are they."

She didn't respond.

"At least I get to see Yuzu in death right?"

Green eyes glanced over to him. The man had a sad smile on his face as he looked over the field.

"You know. I had forgotten that you and Yusho once had five boys. But at Yuka's reminder of what happened, it came flooding back."

Yoko reached over and put her hand onto his shoulder.

Her friend breathed in a deep breath before releasing it.

"Well. Let's hope that the Gods will be kind to us this time round."

He turned to look at her.

"I don't want to live in the Witch's Quarter again after all."

Laughing Yoko could only agree. The Quarter they were forced to live in when the Original Dimension was still around was not a good place for anyone.

"It is all on the Gods. And seeing what has been given up as a price, I say that my Yuka is doing everything to make sure that the possibility is there."

Syuzo nodded before looking over to the winged boy on the field. Yoko joined him in doing so.

The ground crumbled away below them. And Yoko let herself fall. The Gods would do as they willed with her. She just didn't want to see her friend hit the ground first.

Closing green eyes, the woman let her body relax. Magic, ancient as the universe itself, wrapped around her.

"Mama?"

Eyes snapping open Yoko looked around the gray area she was in.

"Yuka?!"

"Mama, I'm sorry."

Blinking away tears, she shook her head.

"Oh, my dear little blossom. Don't be. You did what you thought was right."

"I'm sorry I couldn't bring them back."

Glaring at the sky Yoko put her hands on her hips.

"It was better that you didn't. Necromancy is dangerous, Little Mimic. You dabbled enough in that with just Echoes. So I do not want to hear it."

The area was quiet for a bit.

"You're right. But still I'm sorry, Mama. I didn't want to hurt you or Papa."

Yoko sighed as she dropped her hands from her hips and looked down at her feet.

"Apology accepted Yuka. Just next time try to let us remember you."

A giggle sounded around her.

"I'll try. I didn't have any control around people's memories. I could only make sure Ray was near to my Mimics."

"Mama?"

"Yes little one?"

"I'm still sorry. And I have to tell you..."

Green eyes looked up worried.

"Yuka?"

Only silence replied to her. Shortly she felt her consciousness slip away.

"I'll miss you."

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Did the effect hit yet? If so good. If not darn me putting notes down here.

Anyway, up next: Yusho gets to talk to his son at long last.

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