The next chapter has arrived! A new character makes his appearance, and if you've read this story the first time then you know who it is. I would like to thank you all for the follows, favourites, and the reviews. It makes me happy to see that you are enjoying it. Please continue to review, they are always appreciated.

Oh, and here's something that I should explain. The reason as to why Grandpa can't see Yami is because Yami can choose who he wants to see him. So he chose Yugi, that's why Yugi sees him and not Grandpa. But if Yami wanted, Grandpa can see him as well, which will happed further into the story. And as for Yami, Yami can touch things, but he has to be focused to be able to do so. If he's not concentrating on what he's doing, things will pass through him like he doesn't exist. So, yeah.

Okay, done talking. Hope you like this chapter.

Enjoy!

The Ghost of Yami Atem

Chapter 8

"Yes, sir?" the voice asked into a black mobile phone as he walked out of the big, iron gates, fixing the tie around his neck and combing his hair back as he walked up to the sleek, black car that waited in front of the house.

"Roland, did you see the house?" the person on the receiving end of the call demanded coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Kaiba. I checked it out and it looks great," Roland replied with a grin, opening the driver's seat of the door and getting in.

"Good, because I've made a decision on what to do with it," Kaiba stated, and it was then when Roland's face dropped and turned into confusion.

"Wait, what do you mean by that, sir?" he asked quickly, uneasily slamming the car door shut, but the line went dead, beeping being heard which signaled that the other had slammed the phone down.

"Huh," Roland said to himself, but he shrugged it off and tucked his phone back into his jacket pocket before putting the car into drive and making his way back to Kaiba corp. headquarters.

Yami walked through the door and stepped into the dark bedroom to stop and watch Yugi who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, curled up like a little kitten deep beneath the covers. He smiled softly as he watched the sleeping boy, but stopped staring to walk over to the window. With one flick of his wrists, the curtains pulled back to allow sunshine to brighten up the room.

Yugi groaned as the light hit him, and immediately he turned away from the glare of the sun.

"C'mon, get up. Get up!" Yami urged, going up to the side of the bed to prod Yugi awake.

Yugi groaned again and unwilling he sat up to shoot Yami a pout and an annoyed glance. He yawned and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as Yami laughed quietly, only to stop and step away from the bed when he saw that Grandpa entered the room.

"Hey, you're up!" Grandpa exclaimed happily as he sat down on the bed. "How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Okay…" Yugi answered, widening his eyes to stop himself from falling back to sleep.

"That's good," Grandpa said before reaching up to Yugi's forehead to take the off the Band-Aid that was covering the boy's wound. Yugi winced as Grandpa pulled it off.

"Does it still hurt?" Grandpa wondered, throwing the bloodied bandage into the dustbin.

"A little," Yugi responded, and he cried out gently as Grandpa rubbed the prescribed ointment over the cut.

"Okay, don't worry. It's getting better," Grandpa soothed as he put another Band-Aid over the cut. "C'mon, time to go and get dressed. Today's school. You already missed quite a few days and your friends probably missed you," he said before packing the first aid box up and leaving the room.

Yugi crawled out of bed and made his way to the bathroom as soon as Grandpa left, and watching the younger one enter the bathroom, Yami ran to the door and peeked to make sure. Once he assured himself that the coast was clear, he followed Yugi into the bathroom.

Yami stood behind Yugi at the white sink, watching curiously as Yugi picked up a toothbrush and began to brush his teeth. Slowly, Yami also reached out and took a toothbrush from the press overhead. He glanced at it and then at Yugi before he began to brush his teeth as well, slowly at first but normally after a while. Yugi glanced at the older one from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but hide the small smile that graced his lips.

Sitting at the dining table after Yugi had finished washing his face, the two sat and waited for Grandpa to serve breakfast.

"What would you like to eat, Yugi?" Grandpa called from the kitchen. Yugi was about to reply when Yami suddenly stopped him.

"Pancakes," Yami whispered quickly and eagerly to Yugi. Yugi grinned.

"Pancakes!" Yugi told Grandpa.

Grandpa gave him a look. "Really?" he asked, walking up to Yugi.

"Yes!" Yugi said with certainty.

"But you never even finish one!" Grandpa said. "Plus, you just came out of the hospital, so I'll make you something light. How about a sandwich?" Grandpa offered happily before walking back to the kitchen.

"No, pancakes," Yami whispered to Yugi in his ear. Yugi turned around after nodding to Yami.

"No, Grandpa. I want pancakes!" Yugi cried out.

Grandpa gave him a look again, but finally gave in. "Okay, but you have to eat it all!"

Yugi and Yami nodded in agreement.

It didn't take long for Grandpa to place a pancake on Yugi's plate. Mouth's watering, the two boys dug in. It was split in half in a blink of an eye, Yami taking his and scarfing it down as Yugi did the same. As soon as he was done, Yami turned to Yugi with a look that screamed… more.

"Grandpa! Another one!" Yugi called out.

Grandpa's eyes widened. "A-another one?!" he exclaimed. Seeing Yugi's nod, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in shock before he started on the other pancake.

By the time Yugi and Yami finished fully eating the first one, Grandpa brought the second one.

"Here," Grandpa said, placing the pancake on the plate.

Yami quickly dug in, and Yugi giggled, the sight of seeing the ghost stuff his face with pancakes too much of a precious scene to miss. A thought then crossed Yugi's mind, and he looked at Yami curiously.

"Hey, Yami," he began, watching the spirit.

"Huh?" Yami replied, looking up as he dropped another piece of pancake into his mouth.

"How is it that you can touch some things, but you can't touch other things? You can touch the ball, dress up in a bear costume, you can touch me, but when I fell you couldn't. How come?" Yugi watched as Yami stilled his eating, staring at the table in deep thought with regret plastered on his face.

"I have the ability to stop you fall, Yugi. I had many ways on how I could have protected you. I should have done something, but I panicked. I couldn't think straight, that's why." Yami frowned. "I'm sorry."

Yugi sighed and gave Yami a reassuring smile. "That's okay, Yami. We're past that now. I just want to know why you can do it sometimes, and not at other times."

Yami looked up at the ceiling and then back down at the plate before replying. "I have to be focused," he said, looking at Yugi. "If I don't focus, I can't do anything. Mu magic won't work. It takes a lot of practice to hone in on the ability, but all it takes is focus. That's why. I got scared, didn't focus, and that's why you passed right through me. And just like that night too with the boxes. You were being so troublesome and I was so caught up with dealing with you, that I lost my concentration on the box and turned it all towards you. Thus, making all the boxes crash to the ground."

"Oh," Yugi drawled, eating the last bit of his pancake. "I understand now."

Yami nodded, then looked at Yugi with a grin and pointed to his plate. Knowing what the ghost wanted, Yugi happily gave in to his friend's request.

"Grandpa! MORE!"

Grandpa huffed. "Okay!" he cried, and he started on the third, still unsure as to how his sick Yugi was eating so much pancakes when during his health he could barely eat one.

Yugi and Yami were laughing uncontrollably, too amused by the old man's reactions.

Grandpa brought the third one and headed back into the kitchen, but he barely reached the kitchen when he heard Yugi's voice once again.

"Grandpa! Another one!"

Grandpa's eyes widened in shock and he shot Yugi a look of disbelief. He felt like facepalming himself, but he instead chose to get out of this mess by using one of Yugi's old tricks.

"No! There's no more flour!" he yelled, and stormed off into the kitchen for hopefully the last time. Luckily Yugi asked for nothing more, and Grandpa was now able to clean up. As he did so though he kept mumbling about a certain little child eating so much.

Yugi walked upstairs and went straight into Yami's room after he was done helping his Grandpa in the kitchen. The spirit had disappeared right after breakfast so Yugi decided to go find Yami and say goodbye until later. Entering the room, he paused and took an uncertain look around before spotting Yami sleeping on his rocking chair, snoring softly.

Yugi walked up to him and gently placed a blanket over him. Yugi giggled when he saw that Yami's mouth was opened as he slept, and using a finger Yugi pushed the spirit's jaw up. As soon as he pushed it up though, it fell back down. Yugi grinned and was about to do it again when an idea dawned on him. Without hesitating he ran out of the room to get everything that he needed. Yami's opened mouth before he tried to keep Yami's mouth shut by pushing his jaw upwards.

Yugi returned in no time, bounding into the room with just as much speed when he had left.

"Yami!" he shouted, and Yami shot up, his eyes opening swiftly and he looked at Yugi with alarm.

"What? What? What is it?" he asked, rubbing his eye as he stood up, looking at the blanket with an odd expression before leaving it on the chair. He was roughly grabbed by Yugi and pulled out of the room without a word from the child.

"Yugi? What are you doing?" he asked as Yugi took him into his room, but Yugi didn't reply. He just dropped him on to the bed and forced him to lean back.

"Stay still," was all Yugi said, and Yami watched as Yugi reached down to pull out the first aid box.

"Yugi, what-" he asked again, but Yugi just shushed him and pushed him back, and began to clean his wound. Yami winced.

"Ow!" he cried, pushing Yugi's hand away.

"Yami, stay still!" Yugi repeated, and Yami fell quiet as he watched the young one put ointment on the cut. He winced and continued to cry out in pain and Yugi dealt with all the other cuts and bruises, and the boy had to still scold him every time he wiggled.

It didn't take long for Yugi to finish, and while Yami nursed the sharp pain, Yugi grabbed Yami's hand and set him on the floor, taking a nail clipper and holding Yami's hand.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Yami exclaimed, pulling away.

"I'm getting rid of those dirty things," Yugi said, motioning to the spirit's nails, and he grabbed Yami's hand again.

Yami pulled away, and once more Yugi took his hand and held on tightly as he cut his nails. Yami cried out some more and complained like a little child, but Yugi didn't mind mothering the spirit. He glared and shushed him like a mother, ordering him to sit still and remain quiet. Yami pouted and obeyed silently, not liking the annoyance that crossed the little boy's face.

After a good twenty minutes of torture for Yami, Yugi left to get himself dressed for school. Yami had disappeared once again, and not having any idea as to where Yami had run off to, Yugi just shrugged, knowing that he probably went to sleep in some corner again.

As Yugi stood in front of the mirror as he put his tie on, he saw Yami walk up and stand behind him. Yugi's eyes widened, too in shock as he took Yami's in from head to toe. Spinning around in surprise, a huge smile broke out on his face.

"Wow, Yami! You look great!" Yugi exclaimed, eyeing Yami from every corner. Yami just stood and smiled awkwardly, his face reddening from Yugi's never ending praises.

Anyone who saw Yami's before and after pictures could easily tell that he definitely showered. His face was no longer darkened, but instead looking bright and quite healthy. He wore black jeans, a white dress shirt which was slightly unbuttoned at the top that showed a grey shirt underneath, and the sleeves were pulled up to his elbows with sneakers on his feet. As for jewelry, a wristband adorned his right hand and the left hand was covered with various bracelets and other jewelry. And best of all, nothing was old or rotting or torn! Atleast, it didn't look like it was...

"Where did you get those clothes?!" Yugi exclaimed, circling Yami.

"Oh, they're mine," Yami said, looking at Yugi.

Yugi stopped and stared at Yami. "But aren't they supposed to be old and half eaten by bugs?!"

Yami shook his head. "Nah, I took care of them. I've only had then a few months too. Someone… brought these ones back," Yami said, a slight frown on his face.

"What do you mean?" Yugi asked gently, knowing that tone. Yami had only used it once, but Yugi could never forget.

"Oh, nothing. Just a… relative brought them back."

"I bet they missed you, huh? Didn't you say 'hi' or something?" Yugi asked, stilling as he looked up into Yami's crimson eyes which were avoiding his own.

Yami shook his head. "No, they, didn't really like me much."

"Oh..." he said softly, frowning.

"So! Don't you have school?!" Yami exclaimed suddenly, trying to avoid the topic.

Yugi's eyes lit up, smiling a little. "Yeah," he said, and he watched as Yami turned around and left the room.

Yugi watched the spirit leave, and as soon as he was gone, the frown fell on his face once more. Yami never spoke about his past. He didn't say anything at all. Not how he died, not of his family, not even why he was here. Yami just didn't want to say anything, until today. What he said just now was the most Yugi had ever heard of his family. It's fine that Yami didn't want to talk about it. He can wait for Yami to say It himself. But, he couldn't wait too long. Yami was clearly upset about something. He was hiding something and it was killing him in the inside. Yugi couldn't bear to his friend, his brother, in that state. He'll wait for now, but if Yami didn't say something soon, he would have to do something to find out for himself. He had to make Yami happy. Not sad. And that was a promise.

"Yugi? Coming?" Yami asked, stepping back into the room. Yugi wiped the worry off his face and followed with a smile, nodding.

"Are you coming to school with me?" he asked playfully, holding Yami's cold hand. Yami nodded, brushing the boy's hair with a smile.

"Of course."

Yami had never felt so happy before in a very long time. Yugi was truly a special child, and he wished that the boy would never leave his side. He didn't want to be alone anymore. Yugi will be with him, forever.

There! End of the chapter! I hoped you liked the mushy moment and Yami's new do! Tell me what you think by leaving a wonderful review. C'mon people! Don't be shy! I don't bite xD

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