Hey Guys! Guess what! Guess what! Its chapter 9! And guess what else- its here! LOL! I had so much fun writing this chapter, that I can't wait to show it to you! Of course there are a few surprises in store for you all, wink wink…but enough about that, let's get on to chapter 9!

Dedication: To Peaches as it was her birthday on the 31 August, I hope you had an awesome day, and to everyone who took the time to review my work, it means a lot to me, and I totally heart you guys to death. And to my little sister who thinks I talk too much…little brat.

Disclaimer: I totally don't own Yu-gi-oh sorry!

Rating: M! Be wary sensitive readers!

AN: Please note that Tea's Prov in the italics section is graphic, which some sensitive viewers may find disturbing. Please if you are sensitive towards domestic violence, I strongly suggest you skip it. Otherwise please enjoy!

Chapter 9

She stood before him, partly naked, afraid to look him in the eyes. Seated in front of her on a wooden stool, his blue eyes glazed over and thickened in lust observed her young body in sick admiration.

Her twelve-year-old body was more developed than some of the other girls in her school. She had to wear a trainer bra, which made most of the other girls jealous and sometimes the boys at her school teased her… but her daddy liked them.

He often fondled them and licked them, which sent chills up her spine, often making her feel very sick. She didn't understand why he did this, but never questioned him about it, remembering how he always got really, really mad whenever she did.

He had come up with a new game for them to play… a dress up game. Today she had to dress up as 'Cinderella,' but not the princess version, the one where she had to dress up as the slave girl version. There was a collar around her neck and spiky bracelets that cuffed her wrists. Her skirt was ripped, showing the skin of her thighs and panties, and her chest was bare, revealing her semi-developed boobs that her father couldn't stop staring at.

His eyes were soulless as he waited for her to play her part, an expressionless smile plastered on his lips. Knowing fully well of what the consequences would be if she didn't do what her father wanted her to, she began her dance, just like the girls on the movie he showed her, did. She did her best to get her hips to move the same way, but failed to do so…much to her father's annoyance.

She was within arm's reach of him, so he didn't even have to rise from his seat to carry out his punishment. His open hand flew across the air and slapped her hard, the sound creating a terrible echo that bounced off the basement walls.

"That was pathetic! Do it again you little bitch," he growled irritably, "Or don't you love me?"

"No! No! Of course I love you Daddy," Tea apologized fearfully, feeling tears creep into the corners of her eyes. She had to do better…she had to do better…she had to be a good girl…she had to be a good girl…

She tried the hardest she had ever tried in her short lifetime to perfect the art of the dance. Trying desperately to ignore her father's intense gaze. He began to make a weird noise that sounded like he was in pain. She didn't risk glancing at him, but felt nervous and afraid.

Soon she felt his cold, rough hand grip her wrist and forcedly pulled her to him in frustration. "Show me how much you love me Tea!" he growled in frustration, his breathing labored and his body tense.

Tea gulped down the bile that she felt rise in her throat. She didn't like doing what he wanted her to do, but she had no choice. She knelt down below him, carefully placing her hands on his crotch, which looked rounder and bulkier than normal. She carefully unzipped his pants, and dug in to find his 'thing.'

Her father got impatient and growled his frustrated demand that she hurry up, which she immediately responded to, as much as it sickened her to do so. It felt so weird and alien in her mouth, and she hated its taste…but sucked on it anyway. Her father's body rippled in pleasure, as he gave into low moans that only made her feel worse. She wanted to stop; she didn't like the game and wanted to stop, mentally begging her father for mercy…but to no avail. Soon a sour taste invaded her taste buds, and although she tried her utmost best to stop herself from getting sick, she couldn't fight against the tide of vomit that exploded up her throat…

She didn't throw up on her father…but she may as well have, because the result would have been exactly the same. He hit her so hard that she saw stars, and she instantly regretted what she had done even though it hadn't been her fault.

"You stupid little bitch!" he ranted, throwing her to the ground and then pulled her up by the hair to slap her again. "You stupid, weak little bitch! I'll fuck'n kill you next time! Do you hear? I'll fuck'n kill you!"

Tea woke up crying.

Her entire body trembled, in spite of the warmth of the unfamiliar room. Her father's grotesque angry expressions remained behind, haunting her long after the nightmare, and she could still feels his beatings and sickening lustful gaze on her.

Although her father had always had a violent streak in him, though the physical abuse only really took place after she had turned twelve. He was often careful about where he hit her, making sure that they were in areas that could be covered, but on that day…he had lost control.

Tea cringed as images of that day still plagued her mind. It was the day when she truly became afraid of her father.

Unable to block the images, and unable to fight the fear that smothered her, she curled into a ball and cried…

The goth-girl's pale blue eyes fluttered open, catching sight of Yugi's silhouette while he sat on the edge of the bed with his back turned to her. Her body was still stiff from their 'activities' from nights before, but she was feeling much better than she usually did, yet there was something different about her today…she was no longer under his control.

Her mind, clearer and rational, made sense of her situation and she automatically began to panic. She knew what he was…she knew what he could do and what he wanted to do, what he did and what he was still going to do, and suddenly she didn't think vampires were so cool anymore…

She gulped as silently as she could, swallowing hard as her heart thudded against her ribcage. She glanced nervously in the doorway's direction, figuring that she could attempt to make a run for it while he still wasn't looking and with every ounce of courage she could muster, she slowly raised from the bed and forced herself forward, hoping to take him by surprise…

Yugi spun around before her body left the bed, grabbing her wrists in mid air with a bored, unsurprised expression on his darkly handsome face. She gasped in fear with wide terrified eyes, realizing what a stupid mistake she had made. She knew he was capable of killing her almost as easily and as quickly as one would squash a bug. Such was his instinct…

She whimpered in terror, her eyes burning with tears that pleaded with him not to hurt her again. She remembered how he snapped her ex-roommate and ex-best friend Alice's neck almost as easily as one would snap a thin twig off a branch. She expected him to do the same as he thrust her down onto the bed, holding her wrists captive at her sides with an unbreakable iron grip.

"P-please," she stuttered as tears delicately flowed from her eyes.

He made a slight movement, which startled her. She shut her eyes instinctively as her face tightened in a grimace, expecting to experience a surge of fiery pain somewhere on her body…a pain that never came. Instead she felt his grip loosen and eventually disappear.

Confused and afraid, she dared to open her eyes, and saw that he was no longer on the bed, but standing far across the room, staring out of the bay window with a faraway look in his angry eyes.

It was the first time he hadn't hurt her…

Her hand involuntarily slid up to the side of her neck finding nothing but smooth skin and old scars.

"Wh-wh-why didn't you…" she began in a quivering voice, finding herself at a loss for words and practically incapable of a single intelligent thought. He didn't say anything or even spare her one of his trademark cold glances, almost as though he hadn't heard her.

"Why are you allowing me to…" she flinched when he moved, terrified of it as she knew how dangerously quick he could be, even if the movement was a simple as him slightly adjusting himself by placing his hand against the wall to make his stance more comfortable.

"Because I didn't feel like it." His smooth, angelic flowing voice sent pleasurable shivers up her spine, momentarily paralyzing her like it always did. "Don't worry, I'll compel you later," he added bitterly.

She was terrified of him, taking note that for the first time he seemed to genuinely be in a bad mood, which he had never been in before…and if what he did to her in the past had been during his lighter moods…what exactly would he do to her when he was like this?

"Why do you need to?" she asked softly.

He scoffed. "I can't have you wondering around unsupervised with the realization of what I am you stupid…girl." His voice was angry, but also sounded tired, and she noticed for the first time that he looked just that…tired.

It took a moment for his words to sink in, and when they did, the frightening realization of what they meant hit her like an ice-cold tidal wave…

"Are…are you going to…" Her words choked in her throat as she struggled against a sob that was about to escape from it, but forced herself to say them anyway, "…kill me?"

Yugi turned to face her, taking note of how she cowered away from him, evidently terrified, which he couldn't blame her for. With a tired sigh, he leant back against the wall, wearing a bored expression as he decided on how to answer her question, figuring that there was no point in lying to her. "Yes…eventually."

Her eyes widened in surprise and fear, before she gave into a small sob, which was soon followed by a mini flood of tears.

"Why?" she asked, with desperation, "Why kill me?"

He frowned in irritation at her stupid question and emotional breakdown. He couldn't stand it when girls cried as it annoyed him terribly, which was kind of ironic, considering that when he was still alive he had always been the shoulder-to-cry-on type…now he took pleasure in causing them.

"Because you know too much. That's all there is to it," he said in a matter-of-fact tone, casting her a glare that warned her to shut up and accept it. With the kind of night he had endured previously, he had no trouble with thoughts of killing her.

Yami had surprised him greatly the night before, showing once again that he was the 'gifted one,' that everyone had always known him to be. Yami had been physically weak before the incident, which should have made it impossible for him to have even jumped a foot – never mind over eleven stories high…son of a bitch.

On the other hand, he nearly lost control of himself near the end, just as Yugi knew he would, and almost drowned himself in his little toy's blood. The fool…

The girl, Tea, was lying fast asleep in the spare bedroom that since Yugi's arrival in Domino City, had become 'vacant,' completely unaware of what was happening around her. He had stayed up most of the night watching her, just in case she woke up earlier than expected. Of course he could have let his own 'toy' stay up instead and guard her, but should Tea have grown hysterical, there was no ways the little goth-girl could have handled her, and that was the last thing he needed. Plus, her body hadn't fully recovered from his assault, and she needed her recovery sleep.

In all he managed to steal a few hours of sleep, but what bothered him and put him in an even worse mood was when he woke up and found himself cradling his little airhead puppet in a lover's embrace that was a little too close for comfort. It irritated him, though he didn't know why, only that it was wrong by his standards. He also could stand the way she looked at him, trembling like a frightened animal as though he would attack her at any second…

"What's your name?" He asked suddenly, not in a very talkative mood, but felt that the atmosphere was too tense and the room was too quiet for his liking.

The girl looked taken aback and seemed to be at a loss for words, which irritated him further. In a frustrated voice, he repeated his question, which immediately received a response from her as though she had been violently shocked out of her frightened trance.

"It's…its Rebecca…or just Becky," she answered softly, her heart fluttering in her chest.

He nodded stiffly, not caring what the difference was between calling her Rebecca and Becky, figuring that he would probably never use either of them. After a few minutes of awkward silence he decided to once again attempt to break it. "How are your wounds?"

She looked at him nervously, which he figured was because she was afraid he would reopen them before they had a chance to heal again…even he couldn't blame her for that.

"I'm not going to drink from you today or tomorrow, so don't worry," he reassured her unnecessarily, not really understanding why.

She appeared slightly relieved by this, and answered him with a soft delicate voice, "They're fine…I feel…a little better," she averted her eyes from his nervously, fidgeting with the ends of the bedspreads. Her gaze swept over her body and it dawned on her for the first time that she was semi naked, wearing only a pair of sexy red panties and a skimpy tank top that just ended under her breasts and showed a lot of cleavage.

Suddenly self conscious and a little cold she began to cover herself, running her hands up and down her shoulders vigorously. Yugi took in all of this with fascination. He hadn't felt cold or warm in three years, as been a vampire made him almost completely immune to it. He couldn't decide if he missed it or not. In fact he couldn't even remember what it had felt like.

"How old are you?" he asked her suddenly.

She looked surprised once again by his 'chatty' mood, since the only things he had ever said to her were his commandments, and had never spoken to her unless she was under his control. "I'm…I'm seventeen."

"You don't look seventeen," he commented dryly, taking note of her youthful appearance that seemed much younger. He had originally thought that she was a rather small fourteen-year-old.

A look of annoyance touched her delicate facial features.

"I mean…you're tiny," he added after observing her a little more.

"So what if I am? You aren't so tall yourself you know," she grumbled in irritation, immediately regretting it when she realized whom she was talking to. However, much to her surprise, a ghost of a smile appeared on his lips. Yugi understood Rebecca, Becky, whatever her name was, more than what he usually allowed himself. He too had been a victim of 'height bullying' especially by their cousin Seto, who was beyond average height.

She opened her mouth slightly as though to say something, but then seemed to have thought better of it, and closed it again. "Something you wana' ask?" Yugi asked, involuntarily folding his arms, genuinely curious by what was on her mind.

She seemed hesitant at first, but curiosity slowly got the better of her. "How old are you…300? 400?"

Yugi couldn't help but grin, which surprised her more than what he was about to say. "Actually I'm…nineteen."

She raised her eyebrows. "You mean your body is nineteen? I meant like how many years you have been around?"

"I know what you meant, I've been around for nineteen years," he responded through a smirk, "My body however is sixteen." He didn't know why he added the extra information, but decided not to think too much of it…in fact, he didn't want to think at all.

She was about to ask or say something else, when he heard Tea's quiet sobbing, which was too low for human ears to detect, snapping his attention towards the direction of the spare bedroom. Becky, despite the fact that she didn't hear it, was able to tell that there was something wrong just by looking at his sudden change of expression.

He pushed himself away from the wall and began making his way to the door; a confused and somewhat concerned expression on his face. Becky made an attempt to follow him, but he automatically stopped her with a simple gesture of his hand. "Wait here," he commanded, before mentally punching himself for his lack of logic. Before she could utter a word of protest, he used his mind controlling technique to make her obey his command, and was almost sad to see her face go blank, as she became his obedient puppet once more.

But he didn't have the time to dwell on it and made his way to the spare room, where the crying girl was located. He walked up to the closed door quietly, just listening in on her before he decided on what to do next, picking up her frantic heartbeat and labored breathing between her sobs. She was obviously frightened by something, which he figured was probably the result of waking up in a strange place after going through the events of the night before, since there was no one else in the room with her like he had previously thought.

Casually leaning against the wall with a frown, his listened in on her, finding the rhythm of her heartbeat slowing slightly to a calmer rate, though he could tell she was nowhere near calm. Never being one to think things over, he didn't hesitate a moment's longer before clutching the door handle and slightly pulling it open.

Show time…

Yami slowly woke from his nightmare, feeling the angry glare of Ra on him. His skin felt hot and irritated, and in some parts stung. His eyes flinched open in confusion, as he had no idea why he felt the way he did. Nausea overwhelmed him, and despite having slept rather well, his body felt weak and completely drained as well as burnt…burnt!

He jolted with a start as he realized where he was…outside!

Memories of the previous night came flooding back to him as he remembered been within arms reach of losing Tea to her own foolishness, and then almost…losing control of himself to his thirsting needs…and then…Yugi! Son of Set!

He automatically regretted his hasty, violent jerk that he had made involuntarily, and clutched his pained and blistered skin, which protested angrily and gave in to a low pained moan… In spite of being only half human, his skin was still fairly sensitive to the sun, though not nearly as much as a fully turned vampire's, but more than a human's. The sun had not only damaged his skin, but had also left him incredibly weak, which was worse since he had already been handicapped during the night before the sun took out its vengeance on him as well.

He didn't want to at first…but curiosity got the better of him, even though he KNEW that it wasn't a good idea…

Taking a deep breath, he risked a glance at his wounded body…which nothing could have prepared him for properly. He immediately gasped and forced himself to look away, cussing angrily under his strained breath. His skin no longer had its inherited light brown shade that came from his Egyptian heritage, but was instead blistered red and swollen, and in some areas blood oozed from angry sores, while others were dried and flaky. He didn't like to imagine what the rest of him looked like, but had a pretty good idea just by what it felt like…

However, he had a much bigger problem to worry about, that didn't leave room for his petty physical condition. Yugi had taken Tea, for a Ra-knows what purpose, though given his brother's history…it couldn't have been good. He hated to think that, but in situations like these, he had to be realistic and completely honest with himself, and the honest truth was that Yugi was a monster now…and his enemy.

Yugi's words slithered in from the forgotten dark corners of his mind, "Drink up and get some sleep, then come and find us…we'll be waiting."

His words sent electric chills of cold anger up his spine. Was Yugi looking for a fight? Anything was possible, but now he had roped in an asset that gave him an advantage over Yami like the sick, twisted little bastard that he was. Now Yami had no choice…

Rising carefully to his feet, he staggered his way to the edge of the roof, catching the last few rays of sunset, which peeked out from the distant hills surrounding the city. A light breeze caressed his badly burnt skin gently, soothing it. Ra knew he didn't want to do this…but he would take his brother's advice, and then use it to destroy him…

She didn't hear the door open or even his light footsteps making their way to her, as he causally walked in. Her mind was still stuck in the limbo of her dreadful past in which she endured so many years of misery…so much that she still hadn't quite absorbed the fact that she wasn't in a familiar environment.

She sensed his presence, before she heard him, and suddenly felt a cold sweat bead down her back. At first she was convinced that her father had come from her, and felt her body stiffen and paralyze, and her breath cut short in her throat. She didn't dare move, too frightened to do anything.

Her heart pounded furiously against her chest, almost as though it were trying to break its way out of her, increasing rapidly as he got closer…and closer…

She screamed when she felt him touch her, practically leaping into the corner where the bed joined the wall, instinctively flinging herself against the hard plaster as though to fall through it. It took her only seconds to realize that she was trapped.

"Its alright…calm down…" A gentle yet incredibly attractive voice flowed to her, making her pause in her wild search for an escape, and focus her attention on…Yami?

For a brief half-second, she had almost felt relieved and completely at ease, now that her 'guardian angel' was there to protect her…but something didn't seem right.

No…there was something different about him, but the resemblance was uncanny. If it weren't for the shape of his eyes and the few inches difference in height, she would have sworn that the guy before her was her dark, dreamy Prince Charming, but this wasn't him…

Yami! Memories of the previous night flooded back to her, as she recalled her father's blood-written warning…standing on the edge of the bridge…falling to her death…Yami holding her tightly…flying through the air…!

Her body began to tremble involuntarily as fear sunk in. It was the first time she realized that she was in an unfamiliar place, and that a guy she didn't know, that looked exactly like him, was in the same room with her, and that something strange and totally creepy had happened that night, which she didn't understand! She could feel a panic attack coming along…a big one.

"There, there…its alright I'm not going to hurt you," Yugi said, holding his hands up as though he were surrendering.

"Y-Yami?" she stuttered, her mind reeling in shock and confusion as well a fear that were molding together in a fatal combination.

He looked at her confused for a moment, but soon his eyes warmed in realization. He shook his head gently, bringing his arms down to his sides as slowly as he could. "No," he said softly through a small smile that he had hoped would comfort her, "I'm his brother…twi-um-younger brother…hence the obvious similarities."

His voice seemed to have a slight calming effect on her, which he assumed was a good thing, but she seemed to still be on the verge of a breakdown, something that he really didn't have the patience or the sensitivity for. His voice had better start working miracles, he thought selfishly.

She shifted slightly, her eyes untrusting and scared, "Where's Yami?"

Yugi grinded his teeth together in frustration, "Obviously not here."

"But…but…" she didn't seem to know how to respond to him, either too terrified or unable to come up with an intelligent response. He on the other hand, couldn't have cared less. The less she spoke the better.

"Get dressed. There are some clothes in the wardrobe over there that you can use," he said pointedly to a large closet that had been forced against the far wall across the room.

She glanced over to closet, and then quickly focused her gaze back on him, unsure of how to respond.

Yugi left the room without waiting for her reply, forcing himself to retreat as slowly as he could so that he didn't frighten her further. Judging by what he had witnessed earlier, he noted that she was extremely prone to panic attacks, which was interesting.

He wondered briefly if she had suffered from a traumatizing experience in her past…but it was only briefly, because before he had been able to properly close the door behind him, an odd electric feeling pulsated through his entire being. He doubled over as its familiar, numbing effect washed over him, shutting down his senses momentarily and leaving him completely in the dark…

Yami dashed through Domino City like a human lightning bolt. His speed would have made the 'world running champion' flush in jealously, as he outdid just about every world record there was for speed. His skin was no longer swiveled or burnt, but instead was smoothed out and flawless, sporting a golden rich tan that made him truly look like the Egyptian prince he was.

He felt exactly as he had the night before when Tea was in danger, invincible and alive, only now it wasn't because of a small and innocent adrenaline rush…

He had consumed just about twenty liters of human blood in the half-hour it had taken him to fully recover and begin his manhunt for one particular blood source that he fully intended beating the crap out of and killing…something he had been contemplating for years. He had forgotten what it was like to be able to move around without the added discomfort of his needy pains, and his gift had never been stronger!

He leapt from roof to roof, briefly picturing himself as a ninja, which almost made him laugh. The blood was an intoxicant, and worked for vampires in almost the same way alcohol did for humans, though their effects were slightly different. The blood made Yami strong and more alert than he had ever been in his life, it also gave him a sense of invincibility to take on the world…and also made him slightly giddy.

Yet with thoughts of Tea in his brother's 'care,' he didn't find things so funny anymore and instead scowled at the blackened streets around him, which immediately darkened his mood. He mentally sent out threads of his power to locate his beloved Tea's mind in all four directions; North, East, South and West…feeling a magnetic pull toward the west.

He pondered on why for a moment, until the answer came like a slap at the back of the head. Of course! West was where the sun set, the farthest direction from the sun. Yami hadn't thought much about it before, but whenever he traveled he tended to stay in the more western areas of the locations he boarded in, and even the tomb in Egypt had been located in the western parts of the Sahara Desert. It was a vampire instinct!

And that meant Yugi held Tea somewhere close by!

He had just narrowly sprung around the corner of a rather surprisingly cleaner and well-kept block, when her intense and troubled thoughts flooded through to him.

He found her!

He came to an abrupt halt that burnt the rubber on the soles of his boots, and stared up to where her thoughts seemed to pour out of a dimly lit bedroom window. Rational thought held him back, from simply leaping in through the window and snagging her out of his brother's reach. Yugi was a little slug, but he wasn't an idiot…and he was bound to have set something up.

At least Tea was alive, and with a quick check in on her thoughts, she was more confused than anything else, and seemed transfixed on the similarities he and Yugi shared, which he supposed was to be expected…Yet she kept going over and over about a horrid dream involving her father, to which she feared greatly. His powers, been stronger after the immense blood intake, were able to not only listen in to all her thoughts without restraints, but also pick up certain emotions that went with them, and even caught brief images.

One particular one was of Tea's father staring at her with an unnatural, grotesque expression, which flashed in his own mind, causing him to shiver involuntarily. There was something familiar about his face, but Yami didn't have the time to worry about it. He made his way to the other side of the building, slightly marveled by how large it was, before pin pointing Yugi's location. There was a large window that looked out onto the street where he stood, one that would be easy to break through.

Crouching down slightly, he prepared to launch himself through the window, feeling his muscles flex in anticipation. He jolted up into the air, soaring through it easily and blasted through the window, sending shattering rains of glass shears in a destructive mini explosion, from which he emerged angrily, glaring at his bemused brother that took a long sip from the wine glass that he held in his hand.

It took Yami everything he had, not to react immediately, as his brother's very unhealthy appearance threw him completely off guard. Yugi's eyes were blood rimmed, almost as though he had cried blood tears, and his face was white, without even a hint at his natural Egyptian skin tone…

What the Ra…

"You know Yami…There's a perfectly well-functioning door over there that you could have easily walked through and wouldn't have left me with the expense of a broken window," Yugi muttered calmly, downing his bloody drink in a single gulp.

Yami was in too much shock to reply, and instead gaped in silent horror.

"I mean what the hell are you trying to prove? That your Clark Kent or something?" he slurred drowsily, rubbing his temple with his fore thumb and index finger, while staring down at his empty glass with an annoyed frown. He looked drunk.

Yami then remembered why he was there in the first place, and with some reluctance quickly got back onto the point, trying desperately to look past Yugi's sudden sickly appearance. "Where's Tea?" His voice thundered, which practically shook the little room's walls.

Yugi grimaced in pain, and rolled his eyes to Yami's. He stared at Yami for a very long time, before a tiny humorless smirk spread along his pale lips. "I'm busy now…can I ignore you later?" he slurred.

"Are you drunk?" Yami growled irritably.

"Don't I wish…she's in that room o'er there," he mumbled, seeming dangerously close to throwing up his insides while he pointed at the closed door on the other side of the room. "Getting dressed…into…oh fuck," Yugi clutched his head with both his hands as though suffering a terrible headache.

Yami couldn't resist it any longer. "Yugi what the hell happened to you?"

"None of your fucking business!" Yugi growled angrily, quickly gaining the strength that he seemed to have momentarily lost. "Just fetch your fucking toy and get the hell out of here!" He flashed his fangs angrily while he spat the words out, which made him look as every bit the evil bloodsucker that he was.

Yami was taken aback by Yugi's outburst, sensing something different about it…something defensive. "Yugi what are you hid-"

'Yami please save me…'

Tea! He realized that he didn't have time to deal with his psychotic and demonized brother. He gave Yugi one final glance, still unable to get over how sick he looked, before he headed across the room where Tea's thoughts were the loudest. 'I'm coming Tea,' He thought as he gripped on the door handle and with a powerful thrust, shoved it open.

"Tea!" he called anxiously, glancing around the room until his gaze settled on the most important person in his life. She spun around from the window, her face tear stained and her eyes glossy and frightened. Her heart jolted in its rhythm and the new tears she shed were not of sadness or fear, but of pure relieved joy.

"Yami!" she squealed, rushing over to him and falling into his waiting arms, which he eagerly wrapped around her, careful not to hold her too tightly. He buried his face in her hair, breathing in her deliciously sweet scent. He had no intention of ever letting her go, and just by the few things he had heard from her thoughts, she had no intention of letting go either.

He reluctantly pulled himself from her, hating to break the contact, but finding it necessary. He held her shoulders gently and leveled his gaze with hers. "Tea are you okay?"

She shook her head, her eyes tearing up again. "No, I'm not, what's going on Yami?"

He wiped her tears away, trying to concentrate on all the different things her mind was processing. Her main concern was whether or not she was in danger.

"It's okay Tea, your safe now, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. Shhhhh, it's okay, I'm here," he said in a gentle whisper, pulling her into a protective embrace once again, while stroking her hair softly. She clutched onto him and sobbed in his chest, feeling the tension leave her body and filled with his warmth and protection that she had yearned for her whole life.

Behind them, Yugi wondered into the doorway, his complexion drastically improved and he was back to his normal cocky, badass self. "How cute!" he commented sarcastically, as he leant up against the doorframe lazily. "You two make such a cute couple," he rolled his eyes.

Yami growled under his breath. "F-" he was about to cuss, when he remembered that he was in Tea's presence. "Get lost Yugi, you've done enough!" he growled, defensively holding Tea closer to him.

"You're right, I have, and I'm not baby sitting ever again," Yugi muttered bitterly, wearing one of his bored expressions that irritated Yami to no end.

"What exactly is that supposed to mean?" Yami growled, but before Yugi could answer Tea piped in.

"What's going on?" She said in a barely audible voice, but both vampires heard her perfectly well. They glared at each other for a while, before Yugi broke the silence.

"Well Yami, what's going on?" Yugi asked with an intimidating tone, his unnatural red eyes wild and amused.

Tea looked up at him expectantly, her heart nervously fluttering in her chest. She could tell something was wrong…little did she know that everything she knew about the world was about to crash and burn. "Yami?"

He bit his lip. He didn't know how to tell her…

"I've got an idea!" Yugi said cheerily, sounding so much like him old self that it caused a sharp ache in Yami's chest. "Why don't we all go for a little cruise around the town?"

Yami eyed Yugi warily. "We?"

"Of course!" he beamed darkly, turning his gaze to Tea, "After all, I am a part of the family aren't I?"

Sooooo what do you guys think? Did you know that this is the longest chapter in the Perfect Strangers' series? Yeah! Hehehe okay, I'm going to go and start chapter 10 – yeah baby – chapter 10! And I've got another big surprise in store for you all. Well see ya alligators!

Tea would like to wish Peaches a happy birthday hug!

Yami would like to give Peaches a happy birthday kiss!

And Yugi would have loved to do both, but Yami punched him, so he settles for wanting to give her a huge birthday gift (under Yami's watchful eyes)