Yami sat frowning out the window. He was anxious to get back to Domino, and not just because he was stuck riding a plane with a very grumpy Seto Kaiba. No, he was worried because Yugi hadn't contacted him. That Yugi hadn't come with him was strange enough, but only one email the entire two weeks? That was unheard of. He was worried, and willed the plane to fly faster. He knew, of course, that they would be landing soon to refuel before the final trek, but everything within him was yelling at the plane to FLY FASTER.

Smiling half-heartedly at Mokuba's attempts to bring his brother out of his foul mood, Yami resumed his window-glaring posture. He was lost in his thoughts, trying to figure out what was up with Yugi. He had only asked Soguroku about Yugi's odd behavior, and had received a 'when you get back we'll talk but until then don't worry.' As if. This only made Yami even MORE worried. Why was he the only one who seemed to realize the importance of their bond? This was his hikari, of COURSE he was going to worry. He shook himself out of the dark thoughts. No. He had just resolved to think more logically about it, when the plane shook and everything began to speed up - shouts, metal crunching- and finally…darkness.

Coming to, Yami was immensely pleased to find that he hurt just enough to let him know he was alive, but not enough to make him wish to avoid coming back to reality. He lay still a moment, awake, but with his eyes closed. Taking inventory, he realized that it was mostly his head that was hurting, everything else simply felt bruised, battered, and tired. Much better than dead. He heard voices talking in a language unfamiliar to him, though faintly Slavic. Perhaps. His heart almost stopped though, when he heard a familiar voice. It sounded, for the life of him, like Yugi! It couldn't be. They weren't in Japan, were they? Time to get answers, he thought.

Forcing his eyes open, he steeled himself and pushed with his right elbow, managing to get himself into a sitting position. Leaning against the wall next to his bed, he blinked as his eyes adjusted, the dim light still hurting and causing his eyes to water. They weren't in a hospital, he realized. Odd. The voices were in the next room. Wait, it wasn't technically a room, Yami realized. It was more of a cave, with light filtering in from somewhere above his head. Natural light. Seto lay on a cot a few feet away, and a smaller cot, probably for Mokuba, lay empty, though apparently used. Good. Steps could be heard coming closer, and Mokuba came rushing into the room, lunch still in hand. He came to a stop when he saw Yami sitting up.

"Yami!" he said happily, though quietly so as not to disturb his brother. "I'm glad you're awake. Seto woke for the first time a little earlier today, but he was only awake for a few minutes. Yugi says-"

"Wait, YUGI says?" interrupted Yami.

"Oh! Yes. Oops. Yugi's here. He says that Seto will be waking up in a few hours, probably." Yami was still stuck back at Yugi says.

"Back up. Where is here, exactly?" Mokuba sighed.

"Just hold on, why don't I get Yugi for you and then you can ask him all these questions."

"No need, Mokuba, I'm here already," came a voice from the entry. It was Yugi. He quickly walked over to Yami to keep his dark from getting up. "Wait, wait, don't push yourself. That's our job," he said jokingly.

"But, Yugi, what, I mean, where?" Yami broke off confusedly.

"How very articulate of you, Yami, quite typical, but I agree with your sentiments. What is this?" came a very familiar, decidedly matter-of-fact voice. Mokuba was beside himself with joy. Yugi watched him bounce around with amusement.

"Don't hurt the patient, Mokuba." Turning to Yami and Seto, he asked if they needed anything.

"Just answers." Came the rather curt reply. Yami gave Seto a look that said 'watch it around my hikari,' but Yugi just shrugged it off.

"I will give you the answers you want. But I have to check on some kids first." That made no sense to either of the two newly awoken duelists, but Yugi was gone.

But only for a moment. He quickly reappeared with two children, younger than Mokuba. Their clothing was worn, thoroughly patched, but clean. It was just a little big on both the boy and the girl, but it wasn't too bad. Setting them both on two other empty cots, Yugi gently and expertly cleaned a cut on the boys head and bandaged it, then did the same for another cut on the girls leg. Both children sat quietly, not moving or making a sound during the process. Yugi talked gently with them, letting them know what he was going to do and if it was going to hurt or not. Yami and Seto watched the process in silence. Mokuba had sat on the floor, containing his usual exuberance, and instead smiled, talking to the two in the same quiet voice Yugi was.

The process was complete. Yugi asked if the two wanted to sleep here, or to go play 'with the others.' They both made a movement to get off the cots, and so Mokuba escorted them out of the room. Neither child had said a word. Yami and Seto looked at Yugi, who was busy putting supplies back. "What in the world was that?"