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Hello and welcome to chapter three of my story. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter three: Don't Cry for Me

"Yugi, can you give me a hand in the shop if you've finished your homework." I glanced up at the sound of my grandpa's voice. Solomon had been working in the shop when Yami and I had come home so I just told him that I would be working on my homework if he needed me. I hadn't mentioned Yami and if the look Yami had given me was any indication he hadn't thought highly of that. Not that it mattered anymore. I doubt I will ever see Yami again.

"Yugi, why are you crying? What's happened, my boy?" my grandfather exclaimed hurrying to my side.

"I, I've just lost the best friend ever, and it's my fault." I sobbed feeling stupid and pathetic.

"What do you mean Yugi? Is this about Joey?"

"No, I found someone else, but I got angry for no reason and now I can't say that I'm sorry." I broke down into tears, taking huge gulping sobs. My grandfather hurried to close the shop then sat me down in the living room with a cup of tea. I sipped the hot drink feeling the hot liquid slide down my throat.

"Now, tell me everything."

I told my grandfather the truth of what happened to me yesterday with the bullies. He didn't say anything but his eyes darkened with anger as I told him what the bullies wanted from me and how they hurt me when I refused. He listened as I told him of how Yami saved me and took me home to care for my wounds. My grandfather asked to see my ribs and he scowled as I lifted my shirt up. The wounds were already healing well but I could tell they still caused my grandfather worry.

Once the talking started it seemed I couldn't stop. I told my grandfather how I felt safe with Yami and how much our growing friendship meant to me. I stopped short of telling my grandfather I had a crush on Yami. I had no idea how my grandfather would react to that and I felt too fragile to face any kind of rejection.

After I was done talking my grandfather took me into his arms and hugged me tight. He didn't say a word and I was grateful for that. I buried my face into his shoulder and breathed in the scent of his aftershave. It was warm and familiar and I relaxed into his hug. The late start and the constant nervous worry over Rob at school caught up with me in a rush of tiredness. I found my eyelids dropping despite the early hour and I barely stiffed a yawn. My grandfather pulled back gazing at me with wise old eyes.

"I know it seems like the end of the world right now Yugi, but I promise things are going to get better." My grandfather sounded so sure I almost believed it myself. I nodded and yawned again. "I know you had a bad night last night so how about you head off for bed?" Going to bed sounded like a really good idea right now. I nodded again without saying anything. My grandfather stood up, pulling me up with him, and ushered me to my room. I changed into my nightclothes and crawled into bed, my grandfather tucking me in like he used to when I was very young.

"Will you be ok Yugi?"

"Yes, thank you gramps, I'm feeling really tired so I'll just go to sleep." I smiled and my grandpa nodded.

"Ok my boy, just call if you need anything." Grandpa left the room turning off the light after him. I felt terrible. It was as if someone had opened a hole in my chest and was pouring a freezing liquid into it. I curled up under the bedclothes but I still wasn't warm. I missed Yami, so much. I never really realised how much of an impact he had had on me in the few days of knowing each other. I'd only known him for two days, yet I felt as if I'd known him my whole life. Being apart was like a part of myself was missing. A sob rose in my throat and fresh tears rolled down my cheeks.

I couldn't remember anything about my mother or my father. Grandpa told me that they were nice people who looked out for others before themselves. He had even shown me pictures of them. He had ones of my mother as a child, as my grandpa was my mother's father, and of my parents as teenagers. He had picture of their wedding day and the first few months of my life that I spent with them. I don't really miss them, I had never known them. Yet, it was at times like this that I realised how much I had lost.

Whenever grandpa talked about them, I wished that I could have known them. Tears poured down my cheeks as I cried my heart out. I wanted my parents, I wanted Yami. I wanted a real family, like other people have. No one really realises how important their parents are. Because I had never known mine and because I had no brothers or sisters I was always lonely. Joey had left the country, and now Yami had left. I gripped the sheets as I cried. I just felt so alone and lost, yes there was grandpa, but it wasn't enough. I wanted a family, friends and I was domed to never have any of these things. Then I remembered what Yami had once said to me yesterday: "If you ever need me Yugi, any time of day or night, just whistle for me and I shall appear."

Well I needed him now more than ever, so I took a breath and tried to whistle. It didn't work at first, but I finally got something close to a whistle after five minutes of trying. Nothing happened. I doubted that he even heard me. Pushing my head into my pillow new sobs wracked my body. The wounds from when I had been beaten up still hurt, and now they were hurting more than ever. Suddenly strong arms wrapped around me pulling me close. I just thought that it was my grandpa who had heard me crying. I sobbed in those arms for a while. The person began to rock me backwards and forwards singing softly. It didn't sound like my grandpa. I looked up to see Yami's face looking back at me, his face full of sadness to see me crying.

"Yami…"

"Sshh, go to sleep little hikari." He started singing again and my eyelids grew heavy with sleep. Yami still held me in his arms with my head against his chest. Slowly I began to fall asleep and all the worries and unhappiness flowed out of me. I was left feeling peaceful and calm.

"Yami, I'm sorry." I whispered softly as I slipped into my dreams.

When Solomon came to check on his grandson later that night before he went to bed, he found Yugi fast asleep.

-:-

When I woke up in the morning, I at first had no idea what had happened the night before. Then it all came back in a rush; the argument and the singing. Had it been Yami? The more I tried to remember, the more the memory slipped away from me. It was like trying to hold water in your hands. I sighed and glanced at the clock; then did a double take.

"Aaahhh, I'm late for school!" The clock read 9:30am and school started at 9:00am. I groaned loudly. I couldn't go to school now: it would take at least 10 minutes to run there and I still needed to have a shower. Sighing I got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

"Yugi, is that you?"

"Yes grandpa, how come you didn't wake me? I'm way too late for school to bother going now."

"I thought that you would need some sleep after last night, so I rang the school and told them that you were feeling unwell and wouldn't be able to make it today." I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Grandpa was the last person who I would have thought to let me have the day off school.

"Did you want to go back to sleep? There's no need for you to be awake. You still look tired." My grandfather looked worried, clearly remembering my little episode last night.

"Ok grandpa." I trudged back to my room and closed the door. I was quite tired actually. So I slipped under the covers and soon drifted back to sleep with Yami's face printed on my mind.

-:-

Yami yawned hugely stretching his arms above his head, sighing he looked up at the ceiling. He felt warm and comfortable under the sheets and couldn't be bothered to get up just yet. Sunlight poured in through the window and birds calling could just about be heard above the daily roar of traffic in the streets below. Earth is a very strange place, Yami thought to himself. He couldn't remember anything about his time on Earth when he was human. He had once asked God why, and God told him that he didn't need to know his past. All he needed to know was that he was a good person, fully deserving of his place in heaven as one of the top angels. Yami had accepted that then, but now in the midst of normal humans again, Yami wondered what he'd done. Why was he special? Who was he? Did he have a family? Questions buzzed around his head like angry bees but no answers were given to him.

What should I tell Yugi if he asks me about my past? I can't keep on lying like I am; it's wrong. Yami sighed. He would just have to cross that bridge when he came to it. Images of Yugi crying suddenly flooded his head and Yami flinched. Poor Yugi, he had been so sad, I hope he's better today. With that thought Yami got out of bed and dressed. While Yugi had been at school Yami had gone out and brought himself some new clothes as his suit was starting to get a bit rumpled and dirty. Yami put on a pair of black jeans and a black tank top.

Yami had never worn black before except for his black shirt. Angels didn't tend to wear black as a rule, usually wearing white, sky blue or gold. Angels only had three ranks; there were the ordinary angels, then Guardian angels and lastly Arch-angels. The ranks didn't have any particular differences; the only main difference was that only Guardian angels were sent to Earth on missions. Yami didn't know why, nor did he really worry about it. It was God's will.

Yami left the flat that he had rented and walked off down the street. Mortals were really funny when it came to paying for things. They either used paper or bits of plastic, they rarely used coins which were the only form of mortal money that Yami really understood. Yami had given the land lady one such pieces of plastic, the same one God had given him before, and she had nodded and said, "That will be fine thank you darling."

How was a piece of plastic 'fine' for a room? Yami glanced at the people walking past him without much interest. Mortals were really quite boring. Only a few truly expressed themselves, others just or wore what other people in their group did. How weird was that? Yami's thoughts once again turned to Yugi as he wondered along Domino's many streets. Would Yugi be in school? Yami didn't know much about mortal school. Yugi always complained that they set too much homework, Yami wondered why this was so. If the teachers were good then surely there was no need for this 'homework'? Yami had long since given up trying to understand it all.

As Yami wandered aimlessly Yugi had gotten out of bed and showered. After eating breakfast Yugi went into the shop that was connected to his house.

"Do you need any help in here grandpa?"

"No thanks my boy, but you could go out and do some shopping for your old grandpa." Yugi tutted as his grandpa tried, and failed, to do the puppy-dog eyes that Yugi had long since mastered.

"Ok grandpa, anything in particular that you want?" Solomon reached behind him and picked up an official looking list.

"I need you to pick up an order from that new company that we're looking at. They dropped it off at the post office instead of bringing it here. Could you bring it here for me?"

"Sure grandpa, it will be nice to walk to the post office on a day like today." Grandpa nodded smiling. How lucky am I to have Yugi as a grandson. He is always ready to help me, even on his day off. Yugi took the list and walked towards the post office.

-:-

Yami stopped outside the Domino post office. This looks interesting; he mused and stepped inside pausing to hold the door open for a lady with a pushchair and two elderly ladies. All of them smiled at him and one of the ladies turned to her friend.

"Isn't it nice to find a young man with manners? In my day they wouldn't dream of not opening a door for a girl."

"I agree Mable, its so refreshing to meet a nice young man once in a while." Yami couldn't help but smile at the old ladies, mortals were really funny things.

-:-

The post office was only a five minute walk from my house so I got there pretty quickly. I walked past two old ladies who were talking about 'young men these days'. Shrugging I walked into the post office. The interior was painted white making the office seem bigger than it actually was. The office was filled with light brown wooden shelves staked with books and paper. This was one of those post offices that sold everything from parcel tape to sweets. It also had something else in it that day.

"Yami!" Yami jumped in surprise and a few people gave me odd looks making me blush.

"Yugi, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in school?" I glanced at Yami who was looking at me in the mist of confusion. I giggled.

"Hello to you to." Yami laughed, his rich voice filling the post office and gaining us a few more dirty looks.

"I'm sorry hikari, but you were the last person I was expecting to see today. Not that I'm disappointed." Yami winked, and I almost blushed again.

"My grandpa phoned the school to say that I was sick and wouldn't be going today. I'm fine though, I just slept in really late." Yami's concerned frown melted away and he gave me his award winning smile that turned my legs to jelly and made my heart pound. "Look, I need to apologise to you about last night. I was rude to you and I'm sorry."

"There is no need to apologise Yugi. I was also in the wrong." Yami reached out and put a hand on my shoulder. "Let us put that unfortunate situation in the past and dwell on it no more." I smiled as a great weight seemed to lift off my shoulders. I felt as though I might float away at any moment. Shaking myself out of my thoughts I remembered what I was doing in the post office in the first place.

"I have to pick up an order for the shop. Do you need to buy anything?"

"No, I was just looking around, looks like it's a long queue though." Yami glanced at the snaking queue leading to the cashier desks.

"The part I need is over there so I don't need to stand in the queue."

"That's lucky." I giggled again and led Yami to the pick-up booth where only two other people were waiting. Once I had given the lady the sheet of paper she disappeared then brought back a huge package. I gasped, wondering how I was supposed to carry that thing.

"I think your boyfriend had better carry this honey." The desk lady winked at me and I turned bright red.

"He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend." Yami just smiled and reached out to take the package. "Oh, Yami you don't have to carry it."

"But I want to, besides the package is almost as big as you. I think I would find it easier to carry than you would hikari." I tried to stop Yami but he just picked up the box, and after giving the desk lady a wink, left the post office with me jabbering behind him. Yami then proceeded to carry the package all the way back my house for me. He really is the best friend a guy could ask for.

"I'm home grandpa!" I called holding the door open for Yami.

"Oh good, did you get the….who are you?" I giggled at the look of surprise on my grandpa's face when he saw Yami carrying the package he expected me to be carrying.

"This is Yami grandpa, the friend I told you about." I knew my grandfather would recognise the name from last night. My grandfather looked surprised to see Yami so soon after our argument but he also looked pleased to see him.

"Oh, well any friend of my Yugi's is a friend of mine. Welcome to the game shop, my name's Solomon Moto." My grandfather held out a hand. Yami put the box down to shake my grandfather's hand.

"It is nice to meet you Mr. Moto."

"Oh no you can call me Solomon my boy." My grandpa chuckled.

"Ok, Solomon. You have a very nice shop, but what are these?" Grandpa's eyes went wide as he saw Yami pick up a Duel Monsters pack.

"You don't know Duel Monsters? Have you been living under a rock or something?!" My grandfather exclaimed making me laugh.

"Are they popular?" Yami asked turning the pack of cards over in clear fascination.

"Popular, they are just the most internationally played game ever!" I giggled as grandpa slapped his head at the thought that someone didn't know what Duel Monsters was. Yami smiled.

"I'm sorry but I've been, er, working so I haven't been into the latest things much."

"That's a shame. Hey, I could teach you how to play if you want."

"That would be nice thank you. For now though I was thinking of taking Yugi out if he's not needed. Seeing as he has the day off." I blushed again staring at Yami in surprise. Did he just ask me out on a date?

"Sure, that's no problem at all. You can leave the package on the desk I'll deal with it later. You two have fun." My grandpa smiled I wondered if he was up to something. Since when did my grandpa let me have the day off school and a day off working in the store? Yami glanced at me with a smirk.

"Are you ready to go Yugi?"

"Er, yeah, sure," I smiled feeling a little confused. Yami smiled again and led the way out of the shop into the bright sunlight.

As the door closed behind them Solomon kept looking at the spot where Yami and his grandson had been standing before. "What a nice boy, I'm glad the two of them have made up again. I wonder if this friend will stay. Yugi can't take losing another friend like what happened with Joey."

*End Chapter*

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