A/N: For some reason, when I edit my chapters here, some of my words keep getting mushed together. It's highly frustrating. So if you see that, it's most likely due to the fact that I couldn't fix it. There's only one exception later in this chapter, haha. XD Lol, I don't have much else to say, so here's chapter six!

WARNING: YxYY, Mpreg, Mature Themes, Language

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters involved.

Yugi's birthday came about five weeks later. School had let out for the summer, and things were back on track between him and Yami; their relationship continued to grow stronger with every single day that passed. He was seventeen today, and he had made sure to double-check his plans the night before; they would be leaving for Dylar in a few hours, and Yami would soon be competing in the tournament there. Yugi wanted everything to start off absolutely perfect. He had made sure that perfection was to follow their every step today…

'So,' he thought bitterly. 'Why am I sitting here with the flippin toilet?'

Yugi heaved again, shakily clutching the sides of it, as he lowered his head and released more of the contents of his stomach into the bowl.

Yami awoke around five thirty in the morning when Yugi whimpered and hurriedly tore out of the room, his small hands tightly clasped over his mouth. The former Pharoah immediately followed him and now sat on the raised edge of the shower, eyes full of concern as he soothingly rubbed Yugi's back. The boy had told Yami not to awaken his grandfather, that it'd be over in a little while and Yami figured the only thing he really could do was wait with Yugi as he rode it out.

Yugi pulled himself up again and slowly leaned back against Yami's legs, closing his eyes and groaning as he felt his strength leave him.

"I haven't thrown up in years," he quietly said. "It's so…blech."

"Yugi, if you're not feeling well, we can always cancel. They'll be other tournaments…"

Yugi quickly turned and dizzily looked up at Yami.

"No! We're going, trust me, it's noth-" He sharply turned around as he felt yet another wave of nausea overcome him and he vomited into the toilet once more. He pulled himself up a final time and whimpered again as he slowly laid his arms on the seat and placed his head on them.

"Besides...I already feel better. See? Just had to, just had to…let it out…" Yugi whispered as his eyelids fluttered closed and he dozed off. Yami thoroughly cleaned him up before carrying him back to his bed; pulling the dark covers over the small shivering frame. He then went downstairs to get a bucket in case he had another attack and got back into bed with his Yugi, whose cheeks were flushed from the prior exertion. He tenderly ran his hand through the small boy's hair, brushing his golden bangs out of his face, then continued to repeat the action, loving the feel of Yugi's soft hair as it traveled through his fingers. He soon dozed off himself, and awoke a few hours later, at eleven o'clock.

Yugi was showered, dressed, and practically bouncing around, excitement radiating off of him like no tomorrow. The earlier event seemed to have wiped itself clean from his mind.

"Come on, come on, come on, we'vegotta be at the station at twelve thirty! You've got to hurry uuuuuuuuuup!"

Yami chuckled as Yugi continued to check in on him that morning, asking if he was ready, until Solomon finally pulled him away and into conversation. Yugi came back into Yami's dark room half an hour later, his eyes shining brilliantly, brimming with tears.

"Aibou…"

"He's giving me the Game Shop. Yeah! He wants me to practice running it this year, so that when I'm eighteen he can step back, and leave it in my name, to do whatever I want with it. Can you believe it? Oh Yami, I've always wanted the shop!"

Yami widely smiled as he fiercly pulled his hikari into a warm embrace, gazing down into bright violet eyes.

"Congratulations, Yugi. I'm happy for you. Well now that you're receiving gifts I might as well give you mine. It's downstairs in the living room."

Yugi stared at him, eyes wide.

"Yami, you didn't have to, you've already done enough…"

"It's done. Now go on, I must finish packing."

Yugi slowly stepped away from him before being unable to control himself and tearing his way downstairs.

Yami chuckled as a loud scream came from the lower level fifteen seconds later.

"YOU GOT ME A WII!?!?!"

Fifteen seconds later, Yugi was at his door again, panting heavily, leaning on his knees for support.

"I can't...believe…you…"

"Hmm?"

"Shouldn't…have…Oh, I…I love you," he said before jumping at Yami and kissing him fiercely. Yami returned the kiss just as eagerly, his lip turned in a slight smile at Yugi's enthusiasm of the gift. He took notice of how Yugi eyed the game console longingly every time they passed another game shop, and using some leftover prize money from the previous tournament he won, gladly purchased it. Solomon focused mainly on Duel Monsters cards in his own shop, carrying only a few other older games. If the shop ended up coming into Yugi's possession, the small boy would be changing that. Yugi envisioned a shop with all sorts of different kinds of games, old and new, games he knew very well, and games he definitely wanted to learn more about.

"Oh I can't wait to play it when we come back. Thank you Yami, thank you, thank you, thank you…now I can kick Joey's butt at my own house!"

"Haha, you're very welcome, aibou," he said before giving Yugi a gentle kiss and breaking away. "We should get going if we want to make it on time."

Yugi blinked and looked up, a wide smile on his face.

"Right!" he said happily as he jumped off of Yami.

They grabbed their bags, and headed downstairs, Yugi kissing Solomon's cheek as he left with Yami out the door and into the cab.

The train ride had lasted approximately two hours, and both Yugi and Yami were thoroughly relieved when it was over. They eagerly stretched, only to have to sit once again in another cab for about half an hour. Yugi was happily looking out a window, his large violet eyes flashing with excitement at they passed several large, unfamiliar buildings. He turned back to look at Yami and smiled; Yami gave a warm smile back and continued to watch his aibou.

They finally came to a complete stop, and were dropped off in front of a large hotel. Their bags were courteously taken upstairs for them, after a slight struggle and verbal battle from Yami, who at first thought he was being mugged. They checked in and made their way up to fourth floor, Yugi laughing at Yami the entire time. He ran the card key through the slot and opened the door to their room, which was quite spacious. A large king sized bed covered the middle of the floor, and the rest of the room was adorned with desks, dressers, and chairs. Nothing was overly fancy, just the way Yugi liked it. The two made their way inside, passing the medium-sized bathroom to their left.

Yugi stretched his arms out and walked over to the window, pulling away the curtains and opening the blinds to look outside. Yami crept up behind him, wrapping his arms around the lithe boy's waist, and laying his head on his shoulder as the two watched the various cars zoom around outside. Yugi laughed as Yami eventually grasped his thin, limp arms and started playfully flailing them around.

"Hello," Yami spoke, raising his deep voice an octave higher. "My name is Yugi Muto."

Yugi laughed harder as he was forced to make ridiculous gestures to the world outside the window.

"Today is my birthday, and I should get to go wherever I want, and do whatever I want. You down there! Yes, you! Did you hear that?"

Yugi was forced to point down at some random person walking along the street, and burst out laughing, breaking free of Yami's grasp and turning to face him. Yami laughed and gave him a smug smile, completely captured by those light, innocent eyes.

"So where would you like to go? We've got a few hours until dinner. And no complaining about prices this time, understand?"

Yugi blushed a little and put his hand up to his chin, eyes down in thought as he contemplated what they should do.

"Well, I don't really know much about Dylar. Let's just go walk around, we're bound to find something."

The rest of the day had been fairly eventful; they came back several hours later with tons of silly souvenirs and were completely exhausted from their escapades. Both quickly slipped into pajamas, before eventually Yami closed the curtains and sat at the desk to prepare his deck for the tournament the next day. Yugi laid quietly on the bed, the covers pulled up to his shoulders as he watched Yami work away at the desk, watching in admiration and tracing his eyes over every feature on his dark's handsome face. A thought occured to him, and he got up, traveling over to his bag and pulling out his diary. He carried it back to the bed, and began scribbling away. Yami looked at him curiously, and Yugi only smiled and shrugged. Both were completely occupied, and it was past midnight when Yami finally leaned back in his chair and turned to Yugi, smiling at the boy before him. Yugi had since then put the diary away and was just laying there, his eyes focused on the Egyptian.

"I love you Yami…You're going to do great tomorrow, I know it."

Yami smiled and got up, making his way over to the bed and laid next to him, turning Yugi around to face him.

"I will with you there," he said softly before tenderly kissing Yugi.

When the two broke apart, Yugi snuggled close to Yami, delicately laying his head on his chest. Yami could only smile as he reached down to pull the covers over them both, and the two drifted off...

Yami's sharp eyes snapped open, and he immediately gave a sigh of relief as his rightful world slowly came back into view. He hadn't gotten as good a night's sleep as he had hoped; he dreamt that he had made a completely different decision during the Ceremonial Battle and that he was back in his own time, surrounded by his friends and family, but completely alone on the inside, fully severed from his pure companion.

He roughly shook his head, and turned to the very reason he just couldn't go through that door; the one person he had realized he never wanted to ever leave.

He wasn't there.

Yami immediately shot up and frantically looked around, but couldn't see him anywhere. He rose from the bed, and suddenly noticed that the bathroom door was closed. He gave a small sigh of relief and a tiny hint of red spread over his cheeks; he had gotten all worked up over nothing. He made his way to the door and called Yugi's name just to be on the safe side, and his smile drooped when he didn't receive a reply. He knocked on the door a few times. Nothing.

His hand immediately flew to the door handle and he turned it, scowling angrily as it refused to budge; the door was locked. He called Yugi's name once more, waiting for a sound, any sound, before backing up a bit and prepping to ram his side into the door at full speed. He took a deep breath, and sprinted at the door, which to Yami's terror, slowly opened, revealing the small boy sleepily rubbing his half-lidded eyes. Yugi'seyes flew wide in shock a second after Yami's did, and Yami quicky tried to stop himself, but being so close and going at such a speed, roughly collided with Yugi and took him down with him. Yami immediately turned himself mid-air, and cried out as his back took most of the fall against the cold, hard tile so that Yugi would not be utterly harmed. After the intial shock, Yugi hurriedly rolled off of him, and got to his knees, watching Yami with wide, concerned eyes.

"Yami, what were you-"

"Are you alright, aibou?" Yami said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay," he breathed. "But are, are you? You're not hurt are you? Just stay down, don't move. Does it hurt? Yami-"

Yami gave a small smirk as he cupped Yugi's face with his hand, and Yugi went silent.

"I'm fine."

Yugi looked at him suspiciously, so he changed the subject.

"Where you sleeping in the bathroom?"

"Oh," Yugi looked down, trying to keep his face as nonchalant as possible, but when he spoke again, his words became unconvincingly rushed. "Um, I just threw up again, it's no big deal, I-"

"Yugi! Alright, that's it. We are canceling, and I taking you to a hospital right now. You're sick, you need medical attention."

"I do not!" Yugi angrily exclaimed. "It's a stupid bug going around. I said it'll pass, and it'll pass, trust me. I don't want us to miss this tournament. I worked so hard to put everything together..."

Yami stood firmly as Yugi looked pleadingly into his crimson eyes. "Please Yami, please...I'll be fine. If I start feeling sick again, I'll come back to the room and rest okay? Just please..."

The former Pharoah sighed as he eventually cast his eyes away from Yugi. No one in this world and especially ancient Egypt had any sort of power over him at all, and yet, the one small, innocent boy sitting before him had much more of an influence on him then he'd ever know. It drove him crazy sometimes.

"Fine, fine. But you start feeling anything," he warned, "and you tell me, understand?"

Yugi smiled and nooded. "Thanks, Yami."

Yami only turned around as he and Yugi left the bathroom and proceeded to get ready for the tournament.

They were met with two very different men when they approached the large stadium; one a short, chubby, balding man, and the other; who seemed to be his complete opposite. The man was young, tall, and fairly built, with blond hair, and deep brown eyes.

The short one immediately stepped up to Yugi, and took his hand; shaking it almost harshly.

"Mr. Muto! What a pleasure it is to haveyou at our tournament! I hope your stay in Dylar so far has been pleasant! We've-"

Yugi couldn't suppress the small whimper that left his lips; the man was still shaking his hand, so enthusiastically that his grip soon turned painful.

The stubby man caught it, and quickly released him, his face flushed in embarrassment.

"Sorry! Guess I don't know my own strength..."

The blond man stepped forward and began introductions.

"My name is Cain Carmichael, and this is Dom Burman. We're the tournament coordinators. Now Mr. Muto-"

Yugi blushed. "Just Yugi, please."

Cain smiled. "Yugi, we've heard that you've decided against competing today...any chance you've changed your mind?"

Yugi slowly shook his head, eyes low in apology.

"I'm here to support Yami," he said, as he nodded over to the taller boy next to him.

"Of course, Yami Atemu! We've been watching you."

Yami raised an eyebrow and instinctively narrowed his eyes, causing the others to laugh heartily.

"As a duelist, of course! You've definitely got talent. It'll be an honor to watch you compete," Cain said. Yami's features relaxed, but tensed again as Cain looked from Yugi to Yami, and back again.

"You two brothers or something? I swear, you look almost exactly alike..."

Yugi went completely red, and his mouth opened in protest, but the only thing he got out was a shaky, "N-"

"We're not related. We come from completely different families."

"Oh, then how do you know-"

"We're just close friends," Yami confidently stated.

Yugi looked over at him, relief washed all over his flushed face, and Yami smirked as the two prying men nodded. Their relationship was safe and out of the press, and both intended to keep it that way.

Dom awkwardly looked over at Cain who had stepped over to the small boy.

"Now, Yugi, if you'll follow me, I'll show you where you'll be speaking-"

Yugi's eyes flew wide.

"No, no, no, you never said anything about public speaking! I, I-I have a sore throat, you see," he demonstrated with an awfully fake cough. "It's terrible, and-"

"And he's faking it," Yami said calmly as he looked on in amusement. "Yugi would love to open your tournament."

"WHAT!?" Yugi immediately turned and narrowed his eyes, scowling at Yami with insane intensity. Yami chuckled.

"It'll be good for you."

"Oooooh I hate you right now," he quietly seethed, as Cain motioned for him to follow.

Yami grinned and watched as Cain led his little one away, who turned and gave him a thumbs up despite how horrified and angry he was. Yami smiled and returned it, and after the two were out of sight, Dom approached him.

"Now there will be eight duelists competing for the top spot, you included. We wanted a good show, so we went for quality as opposed to quantity, heh heh heh...heh."

Yami's firm mouth didn't budge an inch, and Dom's goofy grin faded.

"Right, well if you'll come this way..."

Yami had to pretend he was coughing to keep the audience from noticing the laughter tearing through his body.

Yugi's flushed, red face was on every giant screen in the completely filled stadium; wide, horror-filled eyes stared blankly into the camera that was playing the tournament on TV stations around the world.

"Yesandthat'swhythistournamentwillbeagoodone. Ihopeeveryonehasagoodtimeandthanksforhavingmehere. Dylar'snice. Youhavegoodhotdogs. Ohgod, okaygoodbye."

Yugi groaned and put his face in his hands, tearing off of the arena as fast as possible. Yami straightened himself up as concern suddenly filled him, but he relaxed once he saw Yugi had moved to the stands, and was sitting next to Dom and Cain, who were happily patting him on the back.

"And now for round one! The first duel will be Yami Atemu vs. Davin Ecker! Players ready...and BEGIN!"

The duel had gone by quickly enough; Yami had beat his opponent within five minutes. Yugi's spirits rose as he watched them play the game, and he smiled as Yami stepped down from the arena and proudly glanced at him. Four made it to the next round, Yami included, and he was brought back up to duel again. This one went much less smoothly, and Yugi watched, not noticing how much he had resorted to nervously biting his lip and fumbling with his hands. But again, Yami remained triumphant. Yugi squealed, and even laughed as Cain and Dom high fived each other, obviously getting really into the duels themselves.

"Come on, Yami, come on, Yami, come on, Yami," he quietly chanted as Yami stepped up once again for the semifinals. He watched on intently, taking note of the various strategies used by his opponent, and mentally thinking of the best ways Yami could get around them. To his utter joy, Yami seemed to recognize every single one. He breezed through this duel, securing a space in the finals, and Yugi finally let out the breath he had been holding since who knows when.

It was the final duel. The other duelist went by the name of Nomura, and Yugi slightly twitched in his seat, knowing that he was more than a formidable duelist after watching him play. The duel was one of the best and worst things Yugi ever had to witness. It was insanely intense, and both seemed to be neck and neck through the entire thing. Trap cards after trap cards after magic cards were activated, and Yugi was awed at just how good a duel it was; the crowed was following intently, oohing and awwing with every card placed on the field. Yugi watched horrified as Yami's life points fell down to a measly two hundred, and Nomura's remained at about six hundred. But he calmed himself knowing that if there was any time Yami was going to step up, it would be now. Yami always seemed to bounce back when his life points got low.

And sure enough, the next thing he knew, Normura's life points read at zero. His swift final move had the entire stadium on the end of their seats speechless. Yugi was the first one to jump up cheering, even though he honestly wasn't entirely sure what had just happened, and immediately took off towards the arena. Soon the entire stadium erupted in fierce cries and cheers as they played back Yami's last move. His name flashed among the several giant screens as he was finally allowed to step down from the arena, and was met with Cain Carmichael.

"Our winner: Mr. Yami Atemu!"

Yami ignored the numbing cheers that followed, his eyes quickly scanning the stadium stands for a blur of magenta, gold, and black. Meanwhile, Cain gave a little wrap-up speech and after a few minutes, the tournament officially ended, and people began filing out. Cain asked Yami to meet him a little later at the front desk for his prize money, a check worth a few thousand dollars. Yami nodded; he would go after he found Yugi. Cain left through an exit, and in his place stood Yugi, who ran as fast as he could towards Yami, stopping only when he was a mere six feet away from him. Yugi just stood there, his lips slightly parted as he panted, catching his breath, his eyes brilliantly glowing with pride and admiration.

Yugi mouthed "I love you," and it gave Yami the biggest smile of the entire day. The loudness of the vanishing crowd had immediately muted; all that Yami saw and heard was his light.

Yugi warmly smiled at his grinning other half, and Yami took a step forward towards him…

And froze.

Something was wrong.

Yami's face dropped as he witnessed Yugi's smile fade ever so slowly, and his eyes grow wide in a frightful confusion…

Yugi started breathing hard, trembling, and ultimately began swaying on the spot…

"Yugi?" Yami inquired, his eyes wide in terror and concern.

Yugi was struggling, his eyes desperately blinking as he fought the turmoil inside…

And with a sharp gasp, he fell forward.

"YUGI!"

Yami immediately ran up to Yugi, quickly catching his weight on his arms.

"Yugi!"

He roughly shook the small boy, who only moved with the motion of his arms. He was deeply unconscious.

Yami desperately looked around, instinctively yelling for help. Things seemed to be moving slowly, so slowly as he desperately looked from those frozen faces in the audience to the fragile boy in his arms. He continued to scream…

Continued to scream…

His own cries fell deaf to his ears. The world went mute.

Yami hurriedly paced the hallway of the local hospital they had been taken to, desperately awaiting news from absolutely anyone, even if it came from that stupid, annoying doctor. He had harshly cursed at the man earlier for making him wait outside while they ran tests on his little one, and now, an hour later, he was growing downright hostile.

Finally, he saw the flash of that long white coat from the corner of his eye, and quicky spun on his heel; deep emotions battling for dominance of his face.

"Well?" he harshly demanded as he stood rooted in front of the man, the same man who had taken Yugi away earlier.

The middle-aged doctor held a chart, and ran his free hand through his wavy brown hair as he sighed.

"You the boyfriend? Yugi said you'd be out here."

Yami quickly nodded, noting that Yugi had willingly spilled the beans, which meant it had to be something bad...

Before he knew it, an impatient growl had risen from deep within his throat, causing the doctor to quickly speak up.

"Mr. Atemu, my name is Dr. Darian. Now this is going to come as quite a shock...it most certainly was to all of us," he said as he released a strangled breath, head shaking at the oddity of what he was about to say.

"Sir, Yugi is…well, he's pregnant."

Yami's eyes flew wide, and for the second time that day, his world froze.

"Excuse me?" His quiet whisper bounced off the walls and rang through the hallway; the words pounding in his own ears.

"He's having a baby."

Cancer. Some rare life-threatening disease. Anything...

Yami's paranoid mind had braced itself for the worst and he thought he was ready to hear anything. But certainly, certainly not that.

He stood stunned, eyes wide, brows furrowed, and after what seemed like eternity, broke out of his trance as a dark, almost manic chuckle eerily protruded from his mouth.

"You think that's funny?"

"I don't know what to tell you Mr. Atemu," the doctor said as he raised his shoulders in defense. "It's the truth. These tests don't lie. We did some more blood work according to his symptoms just for the heck of it and well, surprise, Yugi's about a month along or so."

Yami stared into the man's eyes, his grin faltering slowly, before he released the breath he was unaware he had been holding, clutching the wall as a spell of dizziness crashed over him.

"How is that even possible…"

"Your guess is as good as ours at this point. I mean, Yugi's clearly a male through and through. As far as all logic goes, it shouldn't be possible."

Yami grasped the flat wall, desperately needing support. The doctor uncomfortably waited for a few seconds, hoping to give Yami a chance to calm down a bit, but was unsuccessful.

"Now, I'd assume you're the father?"

Yami could only give a slow nod, his entire body shaking.

"Well, we'd like to keep Yugi here for awhile and run some more tests, I mean, this is a major medical breakthrough, and highly unusual. Both of your lives are about to change forever. Heck, mine will too. That boy lying in there is the first actual man to ever get pregnant, and he's in our hospital…and to top it all off, he's Yugi Muto! Do you have any idea what this means?" he said, trying hard to keep his excitement off his face.

Yami looked up at the man in absolute disgust, glaring at him in silent rage as he thought of his shy little Yugi. If this got out, Yugi's life would forever change. The publicity would destroy him. He barely managed to make his way through all the press after Duelist Kingdom and the other, later tournaments, and Yami definitely didn't want anymore crazed fans swarming his light. Yugi hated being the center of attention, he hated public speaking; he hated everything associated with having a title, other than of course, the actual title in itself.

Yami figured the best thing to do would be to get Yugi out of this place as fast as possible, before word leaked and the questioning began. Heck, there was no way to even to know if someone had already said something.

"No," Yami said roughly. "I am going to see him, and then we are getting out of here."

"Sir…"

"Take me to him. Now," he spat.

The doctor heavily sighed and turned on his heel, Yami quickly following behind. The doctor knocked on a door far down the hall and opened it slightly, extending his arm for Yami to step inside, before closing the door, leaving the two boys alone inside.

Yami looked over to the bed, his eyes tracing the trembling form lying on it, turned away from him.

"Yugi?"

At the familiar voice Yugi raised himself onto his arms and slowly turned to face Yami, his eyes full of dejection and sorrow, tears freely flowing down his face.

"Oh Yami, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…"

"Yugi…"

Yugi just stared at him for a few seconds, almost begging him to help somehow, before his eyes fell and he returned to lie in his original position, facing the blank wall to his right. Yami looked on as his light quietly wept.

"Look, I completely understand if you don't want to do this anymore Yami; if you don't want to be with me anymore…I didn't know…I just didn't know…I guess there's more wrong with me than I thought," he stated, just before a quiet sob racked his body.

Yami sighed and made his way over to him; slowly climbing into the hospital bed and securely wrapping his arms around him as the boy shuddered with sobs.

He leaned close to the boy's ear, and spoke quietly, trying to hold his own composure to keep Yugi calm.

"Yugi, you know that I love you more than anything. You are my world. I told you, nothing can change that. Nothing. This is a shock, but we'll get through this Yugi. It's still early, we have time to consider our options. No matter what we decide, I want you to know that I'm with you, okay? I'm with you till the end."

He didn't receive a response. Yami noticed that his own body had begun trembling.

"Yugi, look at me," he gently pressed on Yugi's shoulder, until Yugi turned and was looking straight into his eyes.

"I'm with you, alright?"

Yugi nodded and sniffled, tears still falling.

"I'm scared Yami. I'm so scared. Grandpa's gonna kill me. I don't even know what to tell him, I don't! This shouldn't even be possible. It's not fair!"

Yami gave a heavy sigh as Yugi's body harshly shuddered against his in shame.

"We have to tell him, Yugi," he said lowly as he slowly rubbed Yugi's arm. "We need him on our side. Your grandfather is very wise; he can help us make a decision."

"I know…I know…"

"We'll tell him together Yugi. I'm not leaving you..."

"I just hope we can get to him before he hears about it from someone else. God, everyone's going to find out…it's inevitable Yami. They'll all see I'm a freak," he said bitterly, quickly looking away from Yami's eyes.

"Yugi, no…don't talk like that."

"Are they going to take me away? Am I just going to become some kind of lab experiment? I don't want them to take me away Yami! I just, I just want to go home…"

"I won't let anyone touch you, aibou. They're not taking you anywhere."

Yugi looked up at this, Yami's firm, comforting gaze staring right into his.

"Yugi, as awful as it seems right now, it's possible that this is a gift in itself. A true miracle…"

Yugi groaned in annoyance. "This is no miracle…my life is over! I'm only seventeen, I can't be having a baby…I'm, I'm just a kid Yami!"

"Calm yourself. We have time on our side, we can think this over, but all I want to do right now is get you home. We can still make the train. Quick, change your clothes; I'm getting you out of here."

Yugi took a deep breath, rapidly wiping his tears away before getting up and grabbing his clothes, which were laying neatly on top of a nearby chair. He went into the bathroom, and Yami could hear the jingle of the silver chain Yugi always wore as he pulled the thin hopsital gown over his head and changed into his own clothes. When he was ready, he stepped out, angrily discarding the gown on top of the bed, as if it represented the most awful thing in the world.

"They're just going to let us walk out?"

"They don't have a choice. I already paid for the expense. Come." Yami extended his hand and Yugi grasped it tightly, interlocking his fingers with Yami's. Yami turned to look at him for a moment; the small boy's grip was almost deathly tight; like Yami was his lifeline, his only escape from everything.

Yami opened the door, and together the two marched.

Figures in white passed by ever so slowly.

They continued on.

Heads turned, and eyes followed them.

Yami growled.

Whispers spread among the employees.

Yugi clutched his hand even tighter as he shied behind him.

Finally.

They were outside and free, but as his aibou looked up at him, fear and apprehension consuming his large eyes, Yami could only think of one thing.

Their story would be out in a matter of hours. They had to beat it home.