Okay guys! Up to 24 followers! Now we're getting somewhere, eh? ^_^ I'm still working on the sequel. Writing it, not typing it. That I haven't even started yet. I think it will be named, "I Need To Know" or something along those lines. I'll tell you when it's 100% official. That being said, this is the 2nd to last chapter of the first. Meaning the next chapter will be the last chapter. So here you go! It's a day early because I'm going to be gone tomorrow, so don't expect the update next time to be on Saturday, too.

Yuugi's POV

When I woke in the morning, I almost couldn't believe the events of the night before weren't just some crazy, amazing dream.
Then again, the Pharaoh did still have an arm around me. I lay there for a minute, happy to just be in his embrace. It was heaven for me, just being in his arms, so close to him. I could feel his body heat mingle with mine under the covers, and smiled. With this kind of beautiful heat surrounding me, I doubted that I'd ever feel cold again. It was like heaven for me, in his arms.
I slowly yawned, stretching largely as I turned to face him. To my surprise, he was already awake, and I smiled widely.
"Good morning." I said, blushing a little. He smiled a bit and got up, releasing some of the warmth from under the blankets. I watched as he lifted his arms up and stretched widely, yawning. I tried not to be disappointed from the lack of contact, but it was hard not to.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" He asked, seeming genuinely interested. I shook my head yes, and his small grin turned into a full on happy smile. My own lips twitched up more. I just couldn't help but be happy from his joy. "Do you want to go get some breakfast?"
I climbed out of bed eagerly, trying to shake the groggy, just-woke-up feeling that I had. I wasn't used to having to really wake up from a good night's sleep. I had been plagued by nightmares for so long now that it had been awhile since I'd had sleep that deep. My dreams of twisted happenings always kept me alert and on edge, even in my sleep.
We walked up the stairs in silence, and I was honestly tempted to grab his hand, but I didn't want to take the risk of scaring him away.
As we approached, we caught the tail end of a conversation.
"I- I just don't know. Yuugi's going to be devastated. I don't even know how I'll tell him."
"Well, you have to. I'm not telling him, you're his grandpa."
"Tell me what?" I asked. My grandpa glanced over at me and the Pharaoh and surprise shone in his eyes.
"Where the hell were you? I went to wake you up, but you weren't there." Kaiba said immediately, glaring at Yami. I flinched. This was going to be difficult to explain.
"Thank god you're alright." My grandpa said.
"Where were you?" Kaiba demanded. I sighed and stepped forward.
"H-He was with me." I said.
"Why were you awake so early?" He asked him.
"I slept with Yuugi last night." He answered, rolling his eyes. It was understandable to us to be worried about him, but to him it was probably ridiculous.
He also didn't notice that the sentence 'I slept with Yuugi last night' had two different meanings.
"I didn't need to know that, but good for you two." Kaiba sneered sarcastically, dripping venom.
"NOT like THAT!" I shrieked immediately, though my face was probably bright scarlet. "He came into my room and we slept in the same bed!" I exclaimed.
"Listen. I don't care why, All I know is that you scared the hell out of me and Yuugi's grandpa. That's not okay."
"Well, you'll know to check Yuugi's room next time." Yami replied coolly, and hope immediately rose in me.
Wait... Next time? Like that was going to happen again? There weren't even words to describe my hope and happiness in that statement. It had felt so right to be in his arms like that, to wake up next to him. It felt like I really belonged.
Not only that, but knowing that last night was about me. That kind of terror had come from my well being. Knowing that he truly cared for me. My wide smile probably gave away my utter joy at the words, but I couldn't even care enough to stop.
"Okay, Okay." My grandpa said, stepping in between the two groups. "Let's forget about everything and go eat breakfast."
I walked over to the table quickly, eager to get the small fight over with and eat breakfast. I knew that the others would follow.
Yami came over next to me and sat down, scooting a little closer than would typically be socially acceptable. He looked down at me with eyes full of emotion, and I smiled a bit. Last night's dream was obviously getting to him a bit, and I hoped I could reassure some of his fear. I didn't want him to feel like that...
My grandpa threw down some pop tarts, and I grabbed the package eagerly, struggling to open it with my hands for a moment before I gave up and opened it with my teeth.
Kaiba sat across from us and slowly ate, not necessarily making things terribly awkward, but making it hard to have a casual conversation. He tended to do that.
All through breakfast, Kaiba was making subtle innuendos that Yami and I were more than friends. I was practically shaking by the time breakfast was done, so nervous that Yami would catch on and be disgusted by the very idea. It took him so long to realize he liked me the first time, months... Took me even longer to realize that I liked him...
"Alright, let's go to the arcade while we're down here!" My grandpa said excitedly. "Let's all get into the car!" He exclaimed, smiling. I shrugged and jumped up from the table, running to change with Yami trailing behind.
We all filed into the car, (me being helped in by the Pharaoh) and drove to the arcade in silence. Well, for the most part.
I'd scooted closer to the Pharaoh and Kaiba just couldn't resist commenting on how we seemed close in every way.
We pulled into the arcade and filed out one by one, and walked through the doors, enjoying the blast of cool air conditioning.
I went straight to th slot machines, because that was basically the only place I had good luck. Yami decided to stay with me since he couldn't speak English, and it was a lot of fun. Yami played a couple times, and he luck was even better than mine.
After awhile, a couple of American punks strolled over and decided that it would be fun to pick on me.
"Hey look, somebody brought an elf!" One of them declared, causing a round of laughter to ensue.
"What did they say?" Yami asked, and I sighed. I reluctantly translated it and he narrowed his eyes at the boys, putting an arm around me protectively.
"Tell them to shut their mouths before I shut it for them." He growled, putting an arm around me protectively.
"He said to tell you to shut your mouths before he does it for you." I relayed to them, watching in smug satisfaction as the smirks were wiped right off their faces.
"Don't let your brother fight your battles." One of them mumbled, but they were walking away. I rolled my eyes.
We left fairly soon after that, because we needed to pack.
Tonight was the night we would go home.
We would leave the cabin just after dark, and as long as we stayed up for part of the flight, we'd all be ready to go back to Japan's timing immediately. I couldn't wait to see everyone, no matter how nervous I was too.

Yami's POV
I was incredibly nervous to leave. I wanted to meet everyone, but at the same time, I was scared that it would hurt them that I didn't remember, too. Over all, though, I was happy and excited to go back.
I couldn't wait for the possible remembrance that could happen. I was still hoping for some sort of a random trigger, so I wouldn't have to deal with seeing Yuugi hurt that I remembered someone else instead of him.
I was constantly getting flashbacks and memories, but none of them seemed real enough. I couldn't feel, and Yuugi was always just as in love with me as I was with him. I knew that that couldn't be true. It was just simply improbable.
That depressed me.
Despite being stressful at times, the memories were always so... beautiful. So perfect to know that what we had was returned.
Yuugi was so beautiful. He had been beautiful since the first time I'd lain eyes on him, and he would never cease to be beautiful to me. Even if he never returned my affections.
I went downstairs to my room to pack up my things, sulking the whole way down the stairs.
I wanted so badly to remember for him. I knew that it would make him happy, and help assure him that I really did care.
Boy, did I care.
I walked down the stairs to my room, throwing my stuff into a bag, not really caring about organizing it as much as just getting it over with.
I mean, there was no way that I could make myself remember. If there was, I'd probably do it in a heartbeat. I'd go to the moon and back just to please him. No, not just to please him, but to alleviate the pain he felt. I knew how badly it hurt him that I couldn't remember him, and I'd do anything in the world to change that for him. Anything in the world to make him smile... The fact that I was hurting him, even unintentionally, hurt me. I wanted nothing in the world more than for him to be happy, and the fact that he wasn't was tearing me apart inside. Not to mention that there was nothing I could really do about it.
Kaiba walked into my room and held up a deck of trading cards, holding them out towards me. I stared at them in confusion and looked up at him to question their purpose, but he didn't respond until the silence proved that I was really clueless.
"Want to play a game? There's a game table just around the corner. I don't really feel like using duel disks." He said, and I nodded warily. I wasn't really looking forward to getting into a game with Kaiba, especially with his tendency to take everything much too seriously. I could tell that there would be alot more fierce competition than there would be actual fun.
"What about my deck?" I asked uncertainly. I couldn't very well play without cards, and they were hopefully my cards. Or, the cards that I seemed to remember. I still wasn't buying that those were my real memories.
"Already on the table." Kaiba said, rolling his eyes. I tried to ignore it, assuming that he was always a total prick to people. I still didn't particularly want to play a very intense game of duel monsters right now, but it's not like we were having a tournament. He couldn't get too competitive.
"Okay, sure." I said tentatively, and he smiled. He turned and made a gesture indicating that I should follow him, and I did as he commanded.
We walked over to the table and he pulled out his seat, sitting casually before lazily beginning to shuffle his deck. He paused to flash me a look of pure challenge and I inwardly groaned. It seemed like he would be taking this very serious.
I picked up my deck and looked through a few of the cards, recognizing all of them/ I paused for a moment, too shocked to do anything but stare.
This was the deck that I had remembered. No doubt about that. This is the deck that I'd fought countless battles with. I guess at least somewhere in my subconscious mind, I remembered it. There were no other possible explanations; my memories were much too unrealistic to be true.
I regained my composure quickly, beginning to shuffle my deck thoroughly.
When the game began, I didn't enjoy the intensity of the play. Eventually, though, I was able to get into it and actually ended up having a lot of fun. I found out that the heart of the cards was definently no stranger to me, and I was pretty well off.
About halfway through the duel, Yuugi came slowly around the corner, observing the situation for a minute before he came all the way into the room, walking over to observe our duel.
"I play the Dark Magician in attack mode." I said, placing him down on the table. I glanced up to find Yuugi smiling down at the card, seemingly affectionate. It made me smile just the slightest bit too, seeing him happy like that.
"Is he your favorite?" I asked, smiling at him. He shook his head yes.
"Actually, he was both of our favorites. And..." His smile faltered, and he seemed to be contemplating saying something or not. In the end, he did. "Even though you don't remember him, I'm sure that he remembers you." He added.
"I- I think I know what you mean." I said, smiling. Yuugi smiled back wider, visibly relaxing. I assumed that he'd been nervous of ridicule or coming across as crazy, but of course, I knew exactly what he was talking about.
Kaiba quickly turned my attention back to the duel.
After a long and taxing duel, I stood victorious, with only 500 lifepoints left. Either way, Kaiba had lost.
I actually had a lot more fun than I expected. I found that I enjoyed the duel despite how seriously Kaiba had taken it. In the end, I was smiling as I reshuffled my deck.
"Hey Yuugi, can I come hang out with you?" I asked. Yuugi's eyes lit up and he smiled broadly, shaking his head vigorously.
"Come on, we can talk in my room." He said excitedly, walking off. I got up quickly and followed him down the hall, chuckling at his enthusiasm.
Yuugi walked into his room and threw his bag down on his floor, causing the zipper to open slightly. He smiled at me and gave a nervous laugh, twiddling his thumbs.
"I have to go to the bathroom, will you wait here for me or will that be an issue? I mean, do you have something you need, or...?" He asked, laughing a little again. I smiled at how nervous he was, finding it nothing if not adorable.
No wonder I'd fallen in love with him.
"That's fine. I don't have anything that's more important than you." I said, trying not to sound too affectionate. I didn't want him catching on to the fact that I liked him, because I didn't want it to effect our relationship.
Yuugi blushed, glancing over his shoulder to look at me as he exited the room. I could hear that he was practically running down the hallway to get back fast, and that made me smile even wider.
I chuckled at his enthusiasm, looking for something random to entertain me until he got back.
I scanned the walls, noting that the blue was just a shade lighter than that of his bed room. Well, what I had assumed to be his bedroom from my faulty, unrealistic memories.
I continued looking at the lamp on his side dresser. The symbols on it were Egyptian, and for some reason it gave me this nice, homey feel. Weird.
I continued to let my eyes dance across the room until they fell upon Yuugi's bag. I looked at the clothes through the slightly unzipped part, when a flash caught my eyes.
I certainly didn't want to invade Yuugi's personal space, but I couldn't help but being a little too curious to properly contain it.
I opened the bag a little wider and then dropped to my knees beside it, pulling it completly out of the bag.
The millennium puzzle.
I gasped, clutching it close to me. What did this mean? Could all of those... crazy memories... Could all of them... be... real?
It seemed impossible, so extraordinary. There was absolutely no way that any of this could be true, especially considering everything involved. I couldn't feel, I couldn't touch, There was no way that it could possibly be real, no way...
Yet, the proof was in my grasp.
I shook my head, staring at the puzzle in awe. What did this mean? How many of my memories were real, (if any) and to what extent? Was I still being delusional?
I had a million different questions, and only one person who could give me answers.