Hello dear readers! How are you doing this fine day? xD I have a new chapter for you all, so I do hope you like it. I say this every chapter, don't I? Oh well. Thank you all for the wonderful reviews, favourites, and followed. It makes me super happy to see the love.

This chapter, Yugi and Joey... well, let's just say Yami makes some magic to start a wonderful friendship. :D

Enjoy!

The Ghost of Yami Atem

Chapter 12

"How dare he?!" Joey exclaimed angrily as he stomped through the small forest that bordered Domino City. With his hands shoved deep into his beige coloured pants, he scowled as he kicked up dirt. "How could he beat me?!" he continued to yell, proceeding to kick some poor tree.

"He probably got lucky, that's why," Tristan said, following Joey while he listened to his rant with as much patience as possible. Joey was a good guy, but he just allowed himself to be carried away with his anger way too often, making people see the bad side of him.

"That little twerp, wait til' I get my hands on him."

"And how do you expect to do that?" Tristan questioned as they came to a small clearing in the forest where the city's old well was. It hasn't been used in a long time, and peering in Tristan saw dirt and sand, leaves scattered at the bottom of the dried well. The only thing that signaled that the well was there was the grey bricks which were falling apart. The well was deep, but not that deep to cause injury. When it was out of use, it was filled up, sorta.

Joey peered into the well also, and immediately an idea formed in his head. A grin broke out on his face and Tristan watched his friend wearily.

"Like this," Joey trailed off, assuming Tristan knew what he was talking about. However, the brown hair boy had no idea.

Tristan rose an eyebrow. "Like what?" he asked, curious about the boy's plan. He may not know what the plan was, but he definitely knew that it wasn't going to be anything good, or remotely successful.

"Would you be quiet?!" Joey snapped. "And, help me get some branches!" he yelled before running off to grab some fallen leaves and branches.

"What are you gonna do with them?" Tristan asked, moving to do what the blonde said. Finding a huge branch, he picked it up from one side and dragged it across the clearing.

Joey stopped and gave Tristan the 'you gotta be kidding me' look. "Ya nimrod! We're gonna cover the well, then trick Yugi into coming here, and then we push him in!"

Tristan 'oohed' in response, and dragged the branch closer, only to stop and ask Joey another question without thinking how much it would further annoy him.

"Wouldn't it be dangerous? He might get hurt."

Joey rolled his eyes. "He won't get hurt, idiot!" he shouted as he dragged the branch, moving it to begin covering the well. Tristan arrived with his pile, and still uncertain he began to help him.

"I'm going to keep him in there until he says that I am the best and that he's a loser," Joey continued to rant, picking up more branches and taking them over to the small well. Tristan watched worriedly as joey stood at the edge, not paying any attention as to where he was stepping.

"Joey… I think you should be careful" Tristan suggested, slowing a bit to stare at Joey who was talking to himself.

"He'll be the one who will need to be careful. He's not going to get very far with that smug attitude of his. Thinks he can do whatever he wants. Ha! I'll teach him. I'll teach him good!" And once again, Joey hastily pulled a large branch and pushed it across the opening. This time he stood at the very edge, still pushing the branch further in the middle of the well.

"Joey! You can fall in!" Tristan yelled, and he dropped his branch to grab Joey who wasn't paying any attention to him.

"What's wrong with you, Tristan!?" Joey yelled, turning around, and it was at that moment when he lost his footing. As soon as his eyes met Tristan's, his left foot slipped and he fell. He tried to grab on to the branches, but because they were set in a way to make a person fall in, they were no help and Joey tumbled into the well.

"OOF!"

"ACK!"

"ARGH!"

"Joey!" Tristan yelled.

Joey hit the bottom with a thud, and painfully he managed to sit up, rubbing his head from the impact with the ground. Looking up, he saw the forest dangling above him. He groaned, covering his honey coloured eyes as sunlight shone into them.

Tristan ran over immediately. Crouching down, Tristan kneeled at the edge and looked down at Joey worriedly.

"Joey! Are you okay?!" he called out.

Joey stood up. "Yeah! Could ya get me out?!" he called back up to Tristan.

Tristan nodded. "Okay! I'll go get your dad!" he said, but just when he was about to leave, Joey yelled out to him.

"No! Tristan! Stop!" Tristan stopped and he looked at Joey again. "Don't get my dad! He's gonna kill me!" Joey cried out frantically.

"Then what should I do?!" Tristan asked.

Joey thought for a moment. "Go get a rope! You'll pull me out!"

Tristan nodded again and this time he ran off. Realising what had happened, Joey's eyes widened. "Tristan! Stop! Don't leave me here alone!"

Peddling through the forest on his new bike, Yugi made sure that the two bags on his handle weren't tossed around. His Grandpa had sent him out to pick up a few things from the store after he had begged and pleaded endlessly to go outside. His grandpa gave in after all his whining, and now that he was returning home Yugi decided to take a shortcut through the forest to get back home as soon as possible.

He looked around the small clearing he got to and paused to take a break to fix the bags properly on the handle. He couldn't risk dropping or losing the groceries because Grandpa wouldn't spare him.

Sighing, Yugi slumped against the seat. He had gotten nowhere with Yami the other day about his past. Yami only said that the boy was his brother, but he refused to talk about anything more. It was his fault. He shouldn't have pushed Yami. Even though Yami hid it, he was upset. Yami didn't want to look back into his past right now, but it was hurting him. What was he to do?

Scratching his head, Yugi put his hand back on to the handle and was about to peddle off when a sound reached his ears. He froze, and listened closely.

"Hello? Someone! Help!"

Confusion crossed Yugi's face, and his eyes scanned around the clearing. He had no idea where it was coming form, but it was close.

"Tristan!" the voice called again, and pinpointing where the sound was coming from, Yugi looked towards the well, his eyes holding curiosity.

"That sounds like... Joey?!" Yugi said out loud to himself. Deciding to investigate after hearing silence, Yugi got off of his bike and left it near a tree before walking up to the well. Once he got there, he took a peek down only to have his eyes widen with surprise.

"Joey?! What are you doing down there?!" Yugi called out.

Joey's eyes shot open out of joy when he saw that it was Yugi. "Yugi? Yugi! Yug, you gotta help me!" he yelled, now more desperate than ever to get out of the hole.

"Then, how did you get down there in the first place?!" Yugi asked.

Joey gulped nervously before trying to explain. "You won't be happy but, I was planning on pushing you down here, but I tripped and fell in instead..." Joey said, fully ashamed and embarrassed of having to admit his scheme to the one who he was planning it for.

Yugi's eyes hardened at the confession. "Oh, I see!" he called down. "Planning to throw me down there, huh?! Well, you can stay down there because I'm leaving! Serves you right. When you did a hole for someone else, better be careful because you might just fall in yourself!" Yugi yelled, before he turned around and stomped back to his bike.

"No! Yugi wait! I'm sorry!" Joey called out, a hint of panic in his voice. However, Yugi didn't turn back. With his hands clenched tightly into fists, he looked towards his bike to see it in the place he left it, but someone else was standing beside it.

Yami.

"See, Yami! He wanted to throw me down there!" Yugi exclaimed, pointing to the well before grabbing the handles of his bike.

Yami however just remained leaned against the tree, shooting him 'the look'.

Yugi glared. "No."

Yami rose an eyebrow, his expression not changing.

"No, Yami. I'm not helping him."

Yami sighed. "Don't you think you should put an end to this feud of yours? Seriously, I'm tired of seeing the two of you argue about everything."

Yugi glowered. "He starts it."

"Then maybe it's time for you to step up and end it," Yami said, and this made Yugi pause to think about it. After a while, Yugi sighed in defeat.

"Fine, I'll help him," Yugi said, and Yami grinned in approval. "But, how do I get him out of there?" Yugi asked as the two stepped up to the well.

"Hey, Yugi?! Who are you talking to?!" Joey called from inside the well, pacing frantically.

Yugi glared at the well. "I'm talking to Yami! Now shush!"

"You mean the ghost? C'mon Yugi! No jokes, just help me out here!" Joey called back, looking up at the boy.

"I'm not joking!" Yugi exclaimed before turning back to Yami. "What am I supposed to do?" he asked. "How am I supposed to help him? My short hands can't even reach him and I don't have anything with me..." Yugi said, looking around in hopes of finding something to pull the blonde haired boy out.

"Why don't you leave that up to me?" Yami said, a gleam in his eyes. "Just go and stretch your hands for him to take."

It was Yugi's turn to give Yami a look. "Yami, I won't be able to reach him!" he yelled.

"Yugi! C'mon! Please, I'm sorry!" Joey called down from in the well once again, growing impatient and even more nervous as the time ticked on. Yugi and Yami both just cast a look at the well before resuming their conversation.

"Trust me on this one, okay?" Yami said, and with hesitant eyes Yugi looked at Yami. Seeing that Yami was being serious, and probably did have a plan, he decided to trust the spirit.

"Fine," Yugi said, nodding before turning around and walked up to the well. Crouching down on to his hands and knees, he looked down at Joey.

"Hey! Yugi! Ya came back!" Joey cried happily, a grin breaking out on his face.

"I'm here to help! Just grab my hand," Yugi said, and pushing sanity to the back of his mind, he stretched his arm out.

"Yugi, are you nuts!? I can't reach me! Your arm is too short!" Joey called up.

Suddenly, Joey's eyes widened as he watched Yugi's arm get longer, and longer, and longer. With fear, unsure of what was going on, he pressed himself against the back of the well, away from Yugi. Yugi though was also surprised, and he stared at his growing arm with shock.

"Yugi! Oh my gosh, pull your hand back in! Take it back!" Joey yelled hysterically, absolutely mortified by the length of Yugi's arm.

Taking a glance at Yami, Yugi smiled when he saw the grin on Yami's face. He turned back to Joey with confidence. "See, Joey, I told you! Yami is doing it!"

"Yami?" Joey trailed off.

"Now c'mon! Take my hand! Trust me, it won't fall off," Yugi said jokingly.

Joey hesitantly reached out, and took Yugi's hand. As soon as Yugi had a good grip, he turned to Yami and he began to pull him up. In no time Joey was out of the well and was staring at Yugi's now back to normal arm.

"How'd you do that?!" Joey shouted, standing as he got his bearings back.

"Yami!" Yugi said again, and he pointed over towards the tree where his bike leaned on.

"There's no one there," Joey said.

"Yeah, you can't see him. Yami only shows himself to the people he wants to," Yugi explained with a smile.

Joey nodded slowly, his mind still having a tough time processing everything. However, in the end he shrugged it off as another messed up day and turned to Yugi with a slightly reddened face. He had a hunch ghosts were real ever since that day in the classroom. This right here though sealed the deal. Ghosts were absolutely real and kicking, sort of.

"Hey, um, I'm sorry, for ya know, everything," Joey said sheepishly.

Yugi smiled. "It's okay, Joey. I was pretty mad at first but, I'm okay now."

"So, are we good?" Joey asked.

"Yeah, not exactly..." Yugi said with a twinkle in his eyes. "You have to do something for me first." Joey looked up, gulping as to what Yugi may want. He had done a lot of mean stuff to the boy, so who knows how Yugi was going to get him back.

"Wh-what then?" Joey asked. "What do you want me to do?"

"There's the school play coming up, and I was wondering... If you could help me with my skit," Yugi said. "You'll have to act. I talked about it with Yami and he thinks that it's a great idea. My play is super funny!"

Joey gave a sigh of relief. "Oh good! That's great then. Sure, I'll help! But, I gotta warn ya. I'm not the greatest actor."

Yugi grinned. "Me neither, but hey! We'll work on it together. At least now we have something that we both aren't good at."

Joey chuckled. "So, what's the play about?"

"I thought you would never ask!" Yugi said, and both he and Joey walked away, talking about their plans.

"Hey, Yugi! Your bike!" Yami called out, watching as the two boys walked off. Since he was ignored, Yami face palmed, staring at the dish filled with ice-cream sorrowfully. "Oh Yugi…"

"Hey, Joey! I got the rope!" Looking up, Yami watched as a boy he recognized as Joey's friend rushed towards the well with rope slung around his shoulders. He was peering into the well, only to look around with confusion.

"How did he get out?" the boy asked himself, and Yami watched as the boy looked around.

"Joey!?" he continued to call, and not hearing any reply, the boy turned around and left, confusion written all over his face.

Alone, Yami sighed and set next to the bike. Yugi would come back, only to let this be his last shopping trip for a long while when he goes home without the groceries. Relaxing, Yami looked up at the sky with an amused smile. Yugi's going to be in so much trouble.

"Is the house ready?" Kaiba asked, his voice stiff from across the line.

"N-no sir-"

"Why not? I'm ready to sell that place!" Kaiba exclaimed, gripping the phone on his desk tightly, his other arm propped up on the wooden table.

"But sir, the buyers, they don't want to buy it," Roland explained shakily.

"Why not? It's a perfectly good house! Nothing is wrong with it!" Kaiba yelled back, his frustration level rising higher and higher.

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Kaiba, but it seems that the house has its history of ghost stories. It's a big thing around this area. Some teen supposedly died in there and they say his spirit is still wandering. They're frightened."

Kaiba growled, clenching his teeth together as he spoke. "Don't give me this nonsense, Roland! That kid is dead. He's gone. There's no spirit, so why can't they understand that?! Ghost. Don't. Exist. Or, am I selling that house to a bunch of children?!"

"Well sir, they aren't prepared to accept that."

"Well make them!" Kaiba yelled, and just when he was about to slam the phone down, Roland spoke again.

"And another thing, Mr. Kaiba, it seems that a family has moved into this house recently. They bought it a few months ago. What about them?" Roland asked.

"Find them somewhere else to stay. I want that house. My father built that house and it's about time I've done something with it instead of having it there as a constant pain in my side." And with that finally said, Kaiba slammed the receiver down.

With his elbows on the table and his fingers locked under his chin, he stared intently at his computer screen. With cold eyes, he moved his arms and quickly typed a few things into the search engine. It didn't take long for him to find what he was looking for: an online newspaper that was dated back to four years ago.

"Why does he keep making my life difficult?" Kaiba asked himself as he stared with a hint of emotion in his eyes at the multi-coloured haired teen on the screen.

Friendly purple eyes stared back.

Okay! So I hope you liked it! Yes, Kaiba just continues to be a box filled with mystery, huh? xD

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