Another chappie finally updated in the middle of the month Haha. Be glad I remembered it, right before I was about to log off I remembered I hadn't updated this yet.

Oh, and to not confuse you further than I've already done (and will continue with) The past affects the future and its humans. Explanation: What happens in Yugi and Malik's dreams also affects what happens in the real world. -Sigh- If you don't know what I mean then just forget it. I've always been extreamly bad in explaning myself.

The usual disclaimer: If I owned YuGiOh! no one would read it, for it would never be created. I would never have been able to think up the game of duel monsters, dungeon dice and so on. SO I just came up with this plot to try to compare with the mighty hero who created YuGiOh! Let's love him!

The punishment and discovery

Yami didn't put any care in his cooking this night. He was annoyed and still couldn't get that heavy stone of guilt fall from its place in his stomach. The chicken was burnt and over spiced, but like he cared. It was not he who would eat it. The sauce was even more a disaster than the rest. Compared to Yami Yugi was a god of sauces, so he always made then, meaning Yami had never cooked sauce in a very long time and didn't know how to do. But still, he couldn't care less.

The door opened and he heard his mother's voice along with another, deep voice of a man he didn't know. And once again… he didn't care.

"Good evening dear," his mother greeted him as he went out to them in the hall. "I hope you and your brother made a good dinner for us."

It was not a question.

"Not really dear mother," Yami said with a mock smile, receiving a hard glare from his mother. "Yugi isn't really in the state to cook. Actually, he's not in the state to do anything since he's at the hospital unconscious since yesterday. The doctor doesn't know what's wrong with him or how to cure him. In other words, I made the sauce." The mock smile disappeared and was replaced with an icily death glare. "Have a nice time."

Turning sharply on his heel Yami went upstairs to his room. Behind him he left a stunned mother and her even more stunned lover. But in the mother's mind one thing was put before the other matter.

Kanaka Atemu went to the kitchen to see what disaster was there, but found that it was mainly clean and the food was on the table.

"I believe it's safe to eat. Just don't even try the sauce," Kanaka told her new lover. "Yami is terrible at it."

Upstairs Yami paced around in anger. Tears leaked down his pale cheeks and he knew his mother wouldn't care too much about Yugi when she had her hands full of another man.

How he hated this. How he hated his mother for abandoning them both, Yugi most of it. There was no way he could take all this at once. Right now he needed comfort, and he knew of no one to do it. None of his friends had ever been in his situation. They all had parents who loved them deeply. How could they comfort when they new nothing?

Spinning around his eyes landed on the black book he had found on his pillow, the one where the drawing of his brother in drag was printed.

Throwing himself on the bed he flipped up a random page and started reading, anything to comfort himself.

I am scared. This has gone too far out of control. I can not control myself anymore. Jealousy rushes through me whenever I see him. I know I should not hate him. It is not mine to judge him. Yet, I want to kill him. I want to turn him into one of us. I want to drag something dirty out of him and turn my sister's trust against him.

I know just one thing of him. He is a coward. I have faced him once and he instantly started to call for help. I can not believe my sister ever accepted him as her fiancé. He can not even compare to her. I wish someone who was more had come instead of this idiot.

I hate him. I hate him and his son. Yet, I would appreciate if this man gave my sister's hand to his son. He is old. Why would he wish to marry my young sister, my princess?

Aku has to calm me down all the time whenever sun is rising. If I was ever to accept anyone as my sister's fiancé, it would be him. He is not pure, not innocent, and he could easily destroy my princess's innocence, but he would defend her whenever she would need it and accept her to cry. And I know. I know Aku is in love with my sister. He was the one who turned me into this, and he was the one who caught her tears when they fell. At that moment I know I hated him more than anything else ever. But now, when I have seen so much more of his kind, and watched how other men act around women, I no longer hold any grudge against him. At that moment he had said he needed to touch her because of her innocence. And now, when I have lived for so long without getting to touch my sister, I know what he meant. I can see he is hurt by my sister's engagement. Yet he is more saddened than angry. He told me he knew he could never own my princess's love, and therefore accepted his defeat. But I can not.

Princess. My beautiful, beautiful sister. Have you gone blind? Will you never see? What is going on behind the walls you build up behind your eyes? But whatever happens I wish I knew if you remembered my promise. If you took it to your heart every time I said it to you.

I love you.

Yami jerked startled when the phone rang. First he relaxed back on his pillow, but then went up, knowing his mother awaited the service of him taking it.

"Yami," he answered once he lifted the phone.

"Mr. Atemu? This is Dr Lou from the hospital," said the now familiar voice on the other line.

"Doctor? What is it? How is he?"

"Calm down. Nothing serious has happened since you left but…"

"Nothing serious? Then something has happened?" Yami asked without realizing he raised his voice a little.

"Yugi opened his eyes for a short moment, but he never woke up as I believed he did. My guessing is that he floats from deeper to lighter states in his dream and it is possible he will be up walking in his sleep with wide open eyes."

"But?" Yami encouraged, wanting the doc to get to the point already.

"But that was not why I called," Lou said and sounded oddly uncomfortable.

"Go on, what is it?" Yami said, a frown appearing on his face. Something definitely didn't feel right.

"I'm just done with the tenth checking of your blood tests. And there is more than one strange thing in Yugi's blood that should be in yours as well, if you or he isn't adopted that is."

"Adopted?" Yami half yelled, unwillingly attracting his mother's attention. "Of cause not! Why ask such a question. You just said yourself you checked our blood."

"I did, and I found out things I should not know as well. But most importantly; Yugi… is not your brother."

Yami's mind came to a halt. His voice died, he stopped breathing and his eyes turned blind for a second.

Yugi is not your brother.

It echoed through his head over and over again and a lump appeared in his throat. Suddenly he found his voice again.

"MOM!" he yelled with the top of his lungs, not knowing she was standing right behind him, and once he noticed he didn't care. "Are Yugi adopted? Is it me who is? Why is Yugi not my brother?" he yelled right into her face, pointing at her with the phone.

"What are you talking about? Of cause Yugi is your brother. I myself gave birth to both of you."

Yami more or less smashed the phone to her ear and grabbed her head to keep it there. "Say that again to Dr Lou and see if you're as certain afterwards," he yelled at her.

"Calm down you bastard! What the hell do you think you're doing?" the other man half yelled at him and was about to force him off of the shocked woman.

"STAY OUT OF THIS! AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CALL ME A BASTARD YOU FUCKED UP BASTARD!" Yami screamed. He had tears of frustration in his eyes and all the yelling didn't really help. He took his mother's hand and held it painfully hard. "You're coming with me to the hospital right now to check on Yugi, either you like it or not," he shouted and smashed the phone back on.

On the other line Lou sighed and shook his head. 'He never let me end the sentense,' he thought heavily.

He got up and went to the room where Yugi and Malik were resting and sat by Yugi's bed.

"I never thought it would come down to this, my dear princess. The game have started over once again. I could never believe you and your beloved brother would end up as siblings once again. Was his love towards you really that strong he held on to you even after his death, after your death? What will you do? Will you be able to change the past with the little part of your soul that has returned to Scotland after hearing your name? Or will you once again end up killed by your own brother's hand?"

Of cause there were no response, but the doctor kept on talking to the supposed sleeping form.

"Will you ever stop being a mystery to everyone around you? Not even your brother, the only one you entrusted with your tears, knew everything, did he? Do you not think I noticed, my little princess? You were the ruler of your kingdom even before your beautiful mother was banished. You never allowed yourself to be weak in your people's eyes. Anyone, even Atemu, acknowledged your strength. But why? Why did you refuse to trust anyone to keep you standing tall?"

Lou looked out of the window at the thickening darkness of night outside.

"Your brother will arrive soon. Though I wish he could take your mother with him."

He let his big hand caress the boy's cheek in a loving gesture.

"You are as beautiful as ever, beloved princess of Scotland."

They stood in front of a very serious and very angry king. Mina tried to hide in the middle of everyone to stay safe, but she also desperately wanted to see the beautiful prince who sat silently on his throne beside the king's.

"To tell you all the truth I could tell from the very beginning I could not trust you," the king said dangerously low. "I waited for something to happen, but nothing did. Not more than that my daughter took care of one of your ill children."

The king shook his head and the wrinkle between his eyes grew deeper.

"We wanted nothing but to stay the night, your majesty," Mina's father said carefully.

"Silence, you can talk when I tell you to," the king spat at him, but then took a deep breath. "My daughter may look innocent, but she is sharper than a thief. No one can fool her and I know she knows what you really are. All I have to do is ask her and if my guess is correct…" he glanced at Atemu. "My son will decide your fate. He was the one to witness what happened today."

A guard cleared his throat to get attention. "The princess wishes to enter, your majesty."

"Call her in," the king said calmly.

A very serious princess entered the throne room slowly. In her hands she held a cloth which scrambled a little, as if filled with metal. She said nothing and didn't look up. Atemu stood at her unusual expression.

Standing in front of the group of thieves Yuniko threw the cloth at their feet so it revealed the pieces of the bracelet.

"You can take it back. Malin is no longer your possession," the young princess said as she raised her head to look at them with blaming blue eyes. "Our healer Lisa says she will live, but only because my brother saved her in time," she continued, looking from one to another, daring them to look into her eyes.

"Princess Yuniko," the king addressed his daughter, but she didn't turn to him. "Do you know why these people came here?"

"I promised Malin not to tell," the princess said, closing her eyes.

"So she told you?" Mina hissed and came out from her hideout behind her mother's skirt. "I always knew that rat for a spy was worthless."

Yuniko opened her eyes and glared calmly at the girl. "She never said a word, but what she has said and what she has not said does not matter anymore . You just gave yourself away after all."

Silence followed her words and Yuniko turned back to her father and brother. Nothing could save them now, not when they didn't have her protection.

"What do you believe is the best to do with them?" her father said, suppressing his anger.

Yuniko curtsied. "You are the king, father. It is not mine to decide what you do with people like them. They have a lot to be punished for indeed."

And with that she left the throne room behind, knowing what fate they were to see. She returned to the room where Malin was still resting.

"I believe your dear father is not pleased," Lisa said without looking up from the herbs she needed to prepare tea to the weak girl.

"Since when is my father ever pleased?" the small princess asked with sadness in her sweet voice. Then she sat beside Malin at the bed.

"Princess?" Malin whimpered in her sleep.

"I am right here," Yuniko whispered taking Malin's hand thus calming her immediately. "There is no need to be afraid anymore. I will take care of you."

A smile graced Malin's features and she fell back into a peaceful slumber, holding onto the princess's hand.

It was so late that no one was left at the hospital. Yami, Kanaka and her lover as well sat in the doctor's room. Or more precisely; Kanaka and her lover sat while Yami paced back and forth in frustration.

"This is insane," Kanaka's lover said for at least the sixth time since they arrived.

"What do you mean… my son is not mine?" Kanaka asked lowly with her heart in her throat. She was a mother after all, and a mother's love doesn't die just like that. But ever since her husband passed away they just reminded her of the love she had forever lost. But she didn't want to lose them for anything in the world.

"I have checked up the boy's history since the day he was born and found out that he indeed is your son, but according to his blood he is not," Lou said with a wrinkle between his eyes.

"But how can that be?" Yami asked lowly.

Lou took a look at his notes once again and wasn't sure of how to answer.

"There is a lot of strangeness with the boy. His body is built differently from a normal human and his skeleton has a different form as well… and his blood. It is a mystery how he can be alive with all that in his blood."

"What?" Yami voiced quietly. "What is it with his blood?"

Lou shook his head with a worried look. "I can not tell as long as someone from outside the family is in here. You can tell him afterwards if you believe in him that much, but I have to follow the rules and not let you hear, sir," he said turned to Kanaka's lover.

First the man wanted to protest, but with a glare from Kanaka he left the room.

"Now please tell me. What is it with my son?"

"His blood…" Lou started lowly, glancing at the door suspiciously. "His blood is mixed with 100 percent real…" he leaned closer to the woman and Yami leaned in as well to hear the quiet whisper. "…Liquid diamonds."