Hi guys :). Just a very quick little update. No idea the quality as compared with the other chapters since I uh…really don't like rereading what I wrote :P. Thanks for the continued support and favorite story/author adding! I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint [too too too much]. Special thanks to jtwsnw20 for the private message encouraging me to update! It was my first pm ever, so it made me super happy. Any pm would make me super happy though. Mail is amazing stuff. I'm going to have a poll soon, hopefully, if I can figure out how to make one. Just a heads up though, it will be about whether or not I should charge forward and continue writing this fic or take a break and edit the thing before continuing. Enjoy~

Chapter 6

(Very very late at night, not quite early dawn)

POV Bakura

I stealthily went into Yugi's room through the window and tackled the general bed area, but instead of hitting a soft human body, I slammed my head into the wall/bed post corner. "Shit," I quietly muttered. Where is Yugi! If he went into hiding to avoid training…no that's not possible. He was too excited for training. There is no way he'd skip out on such a fun activity, so where the hell is he! Perhaps he went out early to train on his own? I went back out to the training tree, and there was nobody there. It was dead silent.

/Ryou! What are you doing now./

/Ughreubmgleglumulrhg./

Well, Yugi was most certainly not with Ryou. Maybe he went back to the game shop to do something. I should go and che...oh fuck it. If he is skipping out on training, why should I care? I so kindly go out of my way to teach the little bastard and he just goes and skips out? Fine. I'll just go and plan the next heist myself. There is no need to take into account and extra disadvantage. Without Yugi, I will complete this much faster.

"Hey, Yugi? Where are you? Are you busy?"

"…"

"Yugi! You can't be busy at this time! Answer me!"

"Huh? Yami? Is that you?"

"Finally. Do you know how long I have been waiting for a reply from you?"

"Yami!"

"Good Ra, stop calling my name. Have you seen my boxers with the little pictures of Horus on them? I've been looking for them for ages (really just half a minute), and I really want to show them to Anzu."

"…"

*mindlink cut*

"?. Answer me, Yugi! You better not have taken them just to spite me!"

POV Yugi

I can't believe he just contacted me regarding a pair of boxers! Couldn't he have noticed my plight and wondered what I was doing? I knew I should not have raised any hopes for help from him. Ever since Anzu, there really has basically been nothing but Anzu this, Anzu that. I wonder when I'll find someone that will actually care about me? I care about everyone a lot already! Is it not normal for people that give kindness to receive it from the people they give it to? Especially if they are friends! Or were. If they were friends. When I get out of this mess, I am going to start over. I have my division to watch over and training to undergo. Just you watch, Anzu, Honda, Jonouchi, Yami. A new Yugi will appear before you and you won't even know.

I began rubbing at the ropes again. My wrists, rubbed raw, were beginning to bleed. But I had to continue. The blood would be sticky eventually, but right now it was liquidy enough to help me escape my bonds. Almost there! I could feel my muscles rubbing against the rope, stinging as they were exposed to the rough, unsterile material. Just imagining what was happening to my wrists made me want to vomit. But if I vomit, I would just get it all over myself and make it even harder to escape, for I would have to withstand my own stink. One hand finally slipped out, and the rope fell away. I groped at my ankles in search for the rope and loosened it enough to slip my feet out. Trying to stand, I forgot that my feet and legs were numb from immobility, and I end up falling flat on my face, unable to catch myself because my hands are slow to react due to the pain and numbness. Luckily I hit my forehead first, preserving my nose. I will probably have a beautiful bruise there though. Half crawling and half hobbling over to a wall, I groped along the wall until I found the handle for the door. As I am about to open the door, it swings open, hitting me in the head in the same place that I hit against the ground just earlier. I stumbled and fell backwards onto the ground, hitting the back of my head. As my vision began to fade out, I saw a rectangular angled head look at me from an unimaginable height before finally passing out from the perfume permeating from the person.

POV Pegasus

I thought I parked my car in this warehouse, but why is Yugi-boy here? On the ground no less. I heard he is now head of one of Kaiba-boy's divisions? He could be an asset. Ugh, but he smells so awful! Where did that one henchman go? Oh right. I sent him to search for my car in one of the other warehouses. Seriously. They should have known where I would park. I grabbed my cell phone and dialed one of the many numbers for my henchman. "Heyyylooo. Would you mind in the slightest bit to come over hereeeee and help me with some baggage? Thank you ever so much!"

Three minutes later and he appeared, flustered, probably from running from wherever he was searching back to me. I just *loveeee!* how my henchman are so aware of my wellbeing! I nodded at Yugi-boy lying on the floor. He looked at me. Then at Yugi. Then back to me. I raised on eyebrow. Steeling himself, he went over to Yugi-boy and lifted him over his shoulder. Barely concealing an expression of disgust and annoyance, he walked away.

Just some questions that I hope readers will answer either as a comment or a pm or whatever:

Is the pretty much lack of romance bothering anyone? If so, I can add some more or a lot more, depending. Rest assured, this fic isn't going to turn into anything explicit ^_^

How are the character personalities holding up? Too OOC? Too unstable and irregular? Or are they just fine?

R&R~~