"All's fair in love and war." Yami called, laughing as he hit Yugi in the head with a pillow, but got hit himself then. After a few more minutes, they stopped, breathing heavily from exhaustion, but laughing none the less. "I won." Yami said lazily.

"Nu-uh, I did," Yugi protested.

"No, I did" "I did." "I did." "I did." Suddenly, a yell echoed to them, catching their attention and causing them to fall silent.

"No he will not go with you!" hey heard Yugi's grandfather yelling. "You disappear from his life after an accident and now you think you can take it away from his home!"

"His home is with me." Came a cold, yet calm voice, one of which made Yugi shiver.

Yugi and Yami exchanged glances, both very confused. Slowly, they stood up and walked over to the door of the living room, out onto the corridor and near the entrance to the shop, listening to every word of the conversation.

"This is none of your concern. I can take him and there's nothing you can do to stop me. I'm not breaking the law, and you know that." The cold voice said, and Yugi's grandfather remained silent.

"Take him? Who are they talking about?" Yugi thought to himself, curiosity making him want to blurt out the question, but he decided against it.

"I've have no time for this." Came the icy voice once again. "This is between me and him, you are not concerned old man."

Yugi looked at Yami and, curiosity getting the better of him, walked out to his grandfather. "Grandpa, what's going on?" He asked, and was surprised to see him looking back at him, looking a little worried. "Are you ok?" Yugi asked in confusion.

"You're Yugi, right?" the man asked, staring down at the boy.

"Ya, that's me. What's it to you?" Yugi asked. The man had a sort of evil look, and his hair looked a little like Yugi's, with out the blond lightning shaped parts. He was wearing all black, black pants, black shirt, and a black trench coat. He didn't like the way the man grinned after his reply, it was creepy. Before he knew it, the man had grabbed his wrist and was lifting him slightly off the ground.

"Still a little runt eh?" he man said, but gasped for air as something struck his stomach, causing him to let go of Yugi. Looking up, he saw another boy, who looked a lot like Yugi. "Who the hell are you?"

Yami didn't answer he just stood beside Yugi and glared at the man, confusion hitting him. Why did he since a connection to Yugi within this man?

The man straightened himself and glared at Yami, before swinging his fist forward and hitting him in the face, knocking him against the wall. He smiled in satisfaction before grabbing Yugi's wrist again before he could run to his friend. "Come on you." He said, as he started to walk towards the door, dragging Yugi with his as he struggled to get free.

"Let me go!" Yugi called, pulling away from the man, but not succeeding very well. Then he asked the question that had been bothering heard the man. "Who are you!"

The man froze on the spot and looked back at Yugi as Yami pulled himself to his feet, with the help of Yugi's grandfather. He looked straight at Yugi, his violet eyes staring deep into Yugi's. "I'm your father."

"If you don't sit still back there you'll be sorry." Jirito said angrily as he skidded around a corner, causing Yugi to fall and hit his head off the door opposite him with a 'thud'.

Yugi looked at the front seat of the car at the man he thought never thought he'd ever see again. He could hear the hate in the man’s voice as he spoke. He didn't care for his son in the least, Yugi knew that, and even though he didn't even want to be related to the man, he couldn't help but feel abandoned. He felt a slight sting in his eyes as the tears threatened to fall, but he wouldn't waste them on Jirito, for Jirito wouldn't care either way. "If you hate me so much why are you taking me!" Yugi yelled angrily, rubbing the back of his head and shutting his eyes tight.

Jirito glanced back at Yugi, no pity in his hateful, icy eyes. "I have my reasons..." Jirito replied, a twisted, evil grin on his face, which was hidden from Yugi. Yet in his emotionless eyes, there seemed to be some sadness. There was more to this matter then meets the eye, and Yugi would find out sooner or later.

Jirito looked back lazily at his son then back at the road ahead of him. "My home, about a mile outside Crimson City." he replied lazily.

Yugi's eyes went wide and his mouth fell open in shock. Crimson City! That was miles away from Domino, and it didn't have a very good reputation. It had one of the highest crime levels around. Most of the people there have had a criminal record of some kind or another, and all those people were very nasty. Not to say they were all bad, there are a few good people, but not many. Even though they were outside the city, he still felt unsafe.

Then again, he didn't feel safe with his father either.

Finally the car stopped. Yugi looked out but couldn't see much out the window. As he tried to see through the fogged up window, the door opened and he yelled a bit from fright, jumping and pushing himself as far away from Jirito as he could. When he reached the other side of the car and his back hit the door, something slammed up against the window, fangs bared, barking loudly. Once again, he jumped away from fear, but this time Jirito caught his arm roughly and pulled him out of the car so he fell on the floor. A doberman leapt around the side off the car and began barking madly at him. Yugi put his arm over his face to try and block whatever attack the dog swung at him, but he heard Jirito yelling at it before it fell silent.

Yugi looked up at him in confusion and he pointed at the dog, who had found a stuffed animal and was tearing and ripping it's head off. "This is Killer, and that's what he'll do to you if you try to leave." He warned, dragging Yugi to his feet and pulling him forward. The house didn't look at all welcome, it was dark and cold, and surrounded by a barbed wire fence. Yugi felt like he was in a prison, and he knew that's just what he might be treated like, a prisoner.

Closing his eyes, he once again tried to since Yugi, but there was no signal. Getting worried now, he looked around. From what he could see, there weren't any crossroads or anything of the sort. Maybe he could find the signal again before he came to one. But then...they could be anywhere by now. With that thought weighing on his mind, he walked in the direction he knew Yugi was, trying to save a bit of his strength.

Suddenly, he sneezed loudly and put his hand on his forehead. "Great...fever..." He mumbled, and shut his eyes, trying to clear his head. Stubbornly, he opened his eyes and continued on, but slowly as he began to feel dizzy.

What bugged him the most was, what did his father want with him? Why was he here?

Yugi sat down on the floor and thought. Come to think of it, Yugi didn't even remember his father, or his mother. Wait... where was his mother? Had Jirito done something to her? Where was she now? Was she even alive?

All these questions and more pouring into his mind just gave him a headache, so he sat down on the floor under the window. It never bothered him before, but thinking about his parents made his insides hurt, from disappointment and sadness.

He suddenly started remembering his friends. Though he always treasured their friendship, he took for granted the fact that they were like a family to him. Pulling his knees to his chest and hugging them, he put his head down and rocked slightly on the spot. "I wish I was home..." He mumbled, as a single tear fell and landed on the Millennium Puzzle. He didn't realise it, but it glowed slightly when it did. "Yami..."

Using the connection he had just sensed, he turned to the left and once again took off at a run, fever rising, vision blurring, but all the while the magic of Yugi and the Millennium Puzzle growing stronger.

As he past one room, something caught his eye and he took a few steps back, looking in. It was a pretty dark room, with only one window and a desk with some papers and folders on it. Curiously, he walked into the room and towards the desk. It only took a few seconds to decide to open the folder that lay on the desk. He picked it up and carefully opened it.

All the sheets inside the folder fell out onto the floor and he groaned, looking up at the ceiling. "Just great..." He knelt down and began picking up the papers, not paying much attention to what was on them.

But one stood out. It was a picture, and Yugi frowned when he saw Jirito. He was also in the picture, but he looked a lot younger, maybe four, or maybe even younger. He was smiling and waving his arms at the camera. But what shocked him the most was the last person in the picture.

It was a woman, with long blond hair tied back, and two bits hanging down beside her face, slightly spiked, a little like Yugi's, and blue eyes. She had her arms around Yugi, as he sat on her lap.

Yugi took in a shaky breath as his eyes began to tear up. "Mom..."

"No."

"Awe we dere yet?"

"No."

"...Awe we dere now?"

"No!"

"Jirito, take it easy, he's only four years old." Sarah Mouto said, glaring over at her husband who was driving the car. She smiled back at her son, who was sitting in the back seat, and he smiled back, before retreating to playing with some action figures.

"I just wish he stop asking questions..." Jirito mumbled and Sarah smiled.

"It's a phase they go through. Just be glad he doesn't use the word 'why' or you'd have gone insane a long time ago." She said, but jumped as she heard Yugi yell behind her. "What’s the matter?" She asked, turning to see Yugi sucking his thumb. Confused, se reached back and pulled his hand away from his mouth, only to see a cut on his finger. "what happened.

Yugi looked up at her with watery eyes and pointed accusingly at an old action figure. The plastic sword it held was snapped in half, and had been for a long while, so he must had cut himself off that. Taking off her seatbelt, she got Jirito to stop the car so she could go back.

After a few minutes, they were back on the road and Sarah had put a plaster on Yugi's finger. "Tank 'ou mommy!" Yugi said happily, opening out his arms to signal he wanted a hug, which he received. Soon, Sarah and Yugi were playing with the toys again.

Jirito glanced back and smiled. Sarah was one in a million, and even though he loved his son, nothing to replaced the love he had for his wife. He looked back at the road to see a strange sight. A car was going from one side of the road to another. Suddenly, it charged forward at his side of the road. He had to time to sop or think, he just turned the wheel and skidded off the side of the road, over a ditch, and soon he was lost in water and darkness.

Yugi froze with fear. Jirito had lost it! All these years of dealing with death alone had caused him to crack. And now, Yugi was going to pay the price, with his own blood and suffering.

The dog growled and tossed it's head to the side viciously, causing Yami to yelped slightly in pain as he felt the dogs teeth begin to rip through his skin. He tried kicking the dog, but that just made it madder, causing it to swing it's head from side to side repeatedly.

A flash of red appeared in Yami's eyes for a second, before he fired a blast of magic into the dogs stomach, causing it to yelp and let go, before being sent flying through the air, landing on it's back a few metres away. Yami sat up and held his arm, try to relieve himself of some pain by putting pressure on it. He stood up and wobbled slightly, before heading towards the door. He heard a growl and looked back to see the dog was back on his feet and staring straight at him. All decisions made within a second, Yami was running towards the house with the dog running after him.

He felt the dog at his heel, and aimlessly shot a blast of magic back. It seemed to work, the dog fell behind a little. He ran as fast as he could, and once he became close to the door, used a burst of strength reach it and opened it, shutting it behind him. Before it could close, though, the dog’s head kept it open slightly, trying to get in. Yami pushed on the door, but the dog was surprisingly strong. Another push, the dog retreated, and Yami heard the door click shut.

He stood still in the silence for a minute, listening for the dog, but all he heard was a soft growl and the dogs paws padding from side-to-side outside the door. He sighed and turned to look around. It was a rather dull house, no life in it. But he could sense the magic coming from Yugi, and his connection with Yugi was stronger then it had been since he began his search. He walked forward, the sound of his footsteps dulled by the layer of dust covering it. Slowly, cautiously, he climbed the stairs, the magic bond forever growing stronger.

When he reached the top of the stairs he stood in silence, listening for any sound of movement. it came to him as a shock when a loud bang echoed and he jumped as he realised Yugi had been thrown into the wall across from the door farther down. He quickly ran towards him, and fell to his knees next to him, his eyes growing wide.

Yugi had his eyes shut tight, tears brimming in them, and his hand on his side. Yami put his hand over Yugi's, but suddenly removed it as he felt something. Looking at his own hand, he saw it was covered in a liquid...Yugi's blood...

Yugi closed his eyes a little tighter and groaned in pain before opening them, looking up at Yami. "Ya...mi..." he whispered in a weak voice that was barely audible.

But Yami heard it, he looked up, tears still falling from his eyes. But tears of sadness quickly changed to tears of happiness, and he smiled, sighing with relief. "I'm so glad you're alright."

Yugi smiled and looked down, what he saw made him cringe. Jirito was sitting down, back against the wall, with a dagger in his chest. Yugi didn't need to be told, he knew Yami had attacked him, and the consequences were fatal. He was surprised that he didn't feel upset, as he always did when things like this happened to other people. He felt an arm around him and pull him to his feet, and he looked up at Yami.

Yami smiled down at Yugi. "Ready to go home now?" he asked and ruffled Yugi's hair when he said yes. "Better get to a doctor first though." He mumbled as he and Yugi headed out, leaning on each other for support.

But they soon stopped, and the heard something behind them. They looked back and saw the Jirito was...laughing? How could he be laughing? He was dying. What was going on?

"You think you've gotten rid of me don't you...?" Jirito said in a hoarse voice, coughing up blood. He looked down with evil eyes, then closed them and let his head fall to his chest. "Well now I'll be their to haunt you... forever..." He laughed one last time before he exhaled his last breath.

Yugi stood transfixed, terror causing him to shiver uncontrollably. Was this true? Was Jirito never going to leave him until he saw him suffer? Yami put his hand on Yugi's shoulder and turned him away, leading him out the door, down the stairs and to the front door.

Then it hit him, what about the dog? Yugi couldn't take anymore damage, he'd have to use magic to get it out of the way. Yami put his arm in front of Yugi, signalling him to stay back. Opening the door slowly, he looked out, and spotted the dog charging towards them. He raised his hand quickly and in a flash of red light, the dog lay on the floor, it's mind, believe it or not, sent to the Shadow Realm. He led Yugi out, who was still shaking in fear, and gave him a reassuring hug, letting Yugi cry into his shoulder. "Don't worry Yugi, we'll be home before you know it."

But Yami knew, that wasn't what Yugi was worrying about. If he wasn't trying to be strong for Yugi, he'd be scared too. What if was Jirito said was true, and he did haunt Yugi? Only time will tell now...

He groaned and rolled over onto his stomach, opening the drawer next to his bed. He looked at the closed door and listened carefully, but could only hear Joey and Yami's voices downstairs. They were talking about him, he knew it, that's all they did these days. Not that it surprised him, he had been acting weirdly lately, he spent a lot of time in his room and was pretty distant. Reaching into the drawer he pulled out a piece of paper, which was the reason he had spent so much time by himself.

He had searched the attic one day about two weeks before, curiosity pushing him to search for parts of his past. He lay sideways, head rested on his arm while his other hand held the picture in front of him. As embarrassing as it was to see himself as a five-year-old, it was his mother he was looking at. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor with Yugi sitting on her lap, smiling up at her as she looked down at him. He felt empty not being able to remember her, how are you supposed to deal with knowing, but not remembering your own mother?

He heard a few footsteps coming up the stairs and quickly shoved the picture into his pocket, just as Yami entered the room. Joey must have gone home, he usually left Yugi to his thoughts, as he requested, when Joey was around. When there wasn't anyone to talk to, Yami began wondering if Yugi was ok, and always came to check on him.

"Don't ask..." Yugi mumbled before Yami had a chance to ask. He rolled over so his back was facing Yami, putting his arm under his pillow as he began to think again. He hated shutting Yami out, but he really didn't want to worry anyone but talking about his family. Though, by the looks of it, it wasn't working, why else would Yami keep checking on him? He heard Yami leave the room again and sighed, closing his eyes. Why was his life so messed up?

He walked over and sat down at the table, folding his arms and lying his head down on them. There wasn't a sound apart from the ticking of the clock and the wind outside. To be honest, it freaked him out, knowing he was all alone, and if what Jirito had said was true, he didn't remember hearing of a ghost that made noise.

As the wind suddenly picked up and created a harsh whistling noise outside, he suddenly wished he was back upstairs. At least then he wasn't alone. Suddenly, the whistling wind became a voice, causing him to look up at the window, where he swore he could see a figure of a person standing. Looking at him, their harsh glare staring deep into his soul. "I'm coming for you..."

Petrified, he quickly stood up and ran out the door, calling Yami's name as he ran up the stairs, now not caring to break the silence of the night.

Yugi was silent, but he took a few deep breaths to calm down, but they were shaky. Slowly he pulled away and looked up at Yami, tears still in his eyes, curtaining but not blocking the look of true fear in his eyes. "I...I s-saw him Yami..." he said in a shaky voice, shutting his eyes and turning his head away as more tears feel.

"Who Yugi?" Yami asked, but he knew it was no good, Yugi couldn't speak from fear. He pulled Yugi too him again and gave him a comforting hug. As he did so, his eyes grew wide. Jirito! He's the only one that could make Yugi act like this. Growling to himself, he looked out the window, just as a black figure disappeared from view. He was about to move, when he looked down. Yugi was his first concern now, he had to help him now.

Holding his head, he lay back down and closed his eyes, sighing as he began to relax once again. It was nothing to worry about. It was only a dream after all... Or was it? Maybe this had a meaning? "Ok, now I'm losing it." Yami thought, shaking his head lazily as he felt sleep once again overcome him.

"Yami?"

"Ya?"

Yugi stopped by the fountain in the centre of the park, looking into the water. Then he said, in a dull voice, "What do you think he's going to do to me?"

Yami stopped next to him and lowered his gaze to Yugi's in the water, so he was looking into Yugi's eyes in the reflection of the water. "I don't know Yugi." There was no point in denying it, they all knew that Jirito wasn't going to be able to be stopped, at least not easily. He was going to get to Yugi before they had a chance, but hopefully they could stop him before anything serious happened.

Yugi sighed and closed his eyes. He had a feeling they were being watched, but he'd had that feeling for a long time, at different parts of the day and night since the night he heard that strange voice talk to him. He shivered as the voice replayed the memory in his mind. "I'm coming for you..."

"I've come for you."

Yugi's eyes shot open, and he was about to turn to look for the source of the voice when a blanket of ice seemed to cover his mind. His eyes stung, like they would on a freezing cold day, and it felt as if every part of him had been stabbed by a lot of tiny, sharp icicles. The feeling didn't last long though, soon everything was black as he felt himself fall into an unconscious state.

Temporarily stunned from the attack, he made no attempt to move as dizziness swept over his mind. What happened for the next few minutes was all a blur to his half-conscious mind. He knew he had been moved, and was know lying down somewhere, but he couldn't register where. He could hear some voices, but they were inaudible.

Soon, the voices became clearer and his mind began to work properly again. He opened his eyes, but struggling to do so, and tried to clear his vision. He was lying on a couch, head on the armrest and a blanket over him. He turned his head to the side and spotted Seto and Mokuba standing not to far away with their backs to him, looking at the smashed window. He must have crashed into Kaiba's office. "Wow, I was up higher then I thought..."

"How did he manage to get this high up?"

"I don't know, but he's going to pay for it. He smashed my nights work and my window!" Seto yelled indicating to the remains of a computer on the floor and then at the window.

"That's it, you need sleep." Mokuba said shaking his head. His brother always got into weird and uncharacteristic moods when he was tired. Sort of acted like an eight year old sometimes.

"No I don't." Seto mumbled, folding his arms and looking away.

"Are you pouting again?"

"I am not pouting!"

Yami smiled as he looked at the two brothers, but he suddenly remembered what was happening before he was sent flying into Seto's office. "Yugi!"

Seto and Mokuba jumped as Yami's outburst, turning around to face him. Yami quickly got to his feet, but stumbled from dizziness. He leaned his shoulder against the wall to steady himself, taking deep breaths as Mokuba asked him what was wrong. "Yugi...danger..." Was all he could say as he began to feel faint. Shaking his head to remain conscious, he began to walk towards the door, hand against the wall.

"Wait a minute, do you even know were Yugi is?" Seto asked, now seemingly back to himself.

Yami stopped and closed his eyes, concentrating as hard as he could on the Millennium Puzzle. But he suddenly got a strong wave of magic from it. It wasn't far away. Confused, he tried to since the source. He opened his eyes. "The roof." He whispered looking up at the ceiling. "He's going to through him off the building!" Yami yelled as he began to run off towards the stairs, all pain forgotten, but dizziness slowing him progress.

"There's no reason to worry, your life will be over soon." He said with a laugh that made Yugi shiver, but he continued to try and pull Jirito's hand away from his mouth while kicking at him, though he knew it was useless. He moved Jirito's hand from his mouth and took in a deep breath, "Help!" he called, tears falling and his voice shaky, he called again, but his voice was barely audible as he shivered in fear.

"Call and cry all you want, there’s no one to save you now..." Jirito whispered in Yugi's ear as he walked to the edge of the building and looked down. The street wasn't very busy, but that suited Jirito just fine. He moved his hand and grabbed Yugi by the collar of his shirt, holding him out at arms length away from the building. Yugi tried to grab Jirito's wrist for a little more support, but found his hand went right through him. He looked down at the ground below him and his breaths became shorter as the realisation of the situation really began to hit him. Panicking, he made a vain attempt to reach back towards the building.

Jirito grinned and glanced downwards then back at Yugi. "Say goodbye." He said, his eyes glowing and causing Yugi to feel weak as his energy was drained, and with that, he began to become more transparent, until he was completely gone, and Yugi fell.

Desperately, Yugi reached out and was able to catch the side of the wall with one hand, hitting his head off the wall as he did so. He hung there, slightly dazed, before he shook his head and reached up his other hand for the wall. It was hard to keep a hold on the wall. He could feel his grip loosening and his eyes drooping as his energy left him. He struggled to keep a hold of the wall, heart pounding in terror, but once one hand lost its grip, he knew he was done for. Closing his eyes, he whispered to someone unknown, even to him. "Please... help me..."

His grip was loosened, he felt gravity begin to pull on him, and he prepared to breathe his final breath. But suddenly, he felt a warm hand grab his left wrist, the arm that had just lost grip. He hung their, barely enough strength to keep himself conscious, the person who was trying to save him didn't seem to be attempting to pull him up. He was confused, no one else was here but Jirito, was there? He heard his name being called. It was Yami calling him. Suddenly, someone grabbed his hand and began to pull him up, the hand around his wrist disappearing quickly, as if it had faded. Looking up, he saw a blurred figure of Yami, trying to pull Yugi up, but not succeeding. Yugi froze as he saw Yami begin to fall down also, but was relieved to see Seto and Mokuba had caught him before he did.

The next thing he knew, he was sitting on the roof of Kaiba Corp., Yami had his arm around him, trying to comfort him as he realised he was still crying. Seto and Mokuba were looking at him, confused, but also looked sort of relieved. What had just happened? Rightfully, he should have died just there. Yami must have caught him just as he was about to fall, but that's not what it felt like...

He began to realise just how exhausted he was, and looked weakly up at Yami. Smiling, he whispered, "Thank you..." Before falling forward into unconsciousness.

"And Yugi still has woken up..." Yami said, more of a statement then a question, looking back at Yugi, how had his back to them. "Something’s... wrong..." Yami thought to himself, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. Jirito was not gone, he could feel it.

Looking around, he decided to investigate the area. He walked, or rather glided, to the door nearby and looked in, eyes growing wide as his face burning with embarrassment. It was him, but he was younger. Not about five, just like in the memory he had found in Jirito's house, more like two or three.

The younger him was sitting in front of a wooden box with shapes cut out at the top, hitting a cube-shaped block against the top of the box, trying to force it into a triangular hole. He took it back and looked at it, annoyed, then realised what he was doing and put it in the right place. He clapped and looked back. "Look what I did mommy!"

Yugi looked around the corner and saw Sarah sitting on a couch nearby, smiling down at the younger him and congratulating. Jirito stood leaning against the wall beside the door Yugi was looking in. Yugi's couldn't se his face, but he didn't care. Was he dreaming a memory? It felt so real.

He saw Jirito shift a little, but took no notice.

Sarah stood up and walked over to Yugi, kneeling down next to him and talking to him. Yugi saw another figure enter the room through the other door across the way and looked up. His eyes grew wide. It was Jirito! But... Jirito was next to him. Looking to the Jirito beside him, he yelled and jumped back. Jirito had a dagger, and was looking straight at him, and somehow, Yugi knew it was the real him. "He can enter my mind too!" He thought, turning quickly and running away.

Jirito quickly took chase, blade glistening in the dim light that entered through the windows. "I only have one more shot, I have to get him this time!" Jirito thought. He had grown weak on magic, and he no longer had enough to revive himself. This was his final try, his final chance for revenge. But this wasn't right, it he did kill Yugi in his sleep, it wouldn't be the same. No blood would spill, no people would suffer the pain of seeing his death, in other words, revenge would not be as sweet.

He stopped and closed his eyes, concentrating his magic. Yugi was in for a rude awakening.

Yami had been shaking him, trying to awaken him, but it had been no use, until Yugi woke up himself. "Yugi, are you ok?" He asked, but froze, looking up. A familiar darkness crept upon them, the magically energies pulling on his soul. The stench of death filled the air from the victims of past journeys to this evil place, the dimension of lost souls, and Shadow Realm...

Suddenly, it dawned on him. Who had been calling him? Looking around, he couldn't see anything. He turned around and froze. "Mom..."

"Yugi..." Sarah stood before him, slightly transparent, tears brimming in her eyes. "This wasn't supposed to happen...I'm so sorry..." She whispered, lowering her head.

"No, mom, it wasn't your fault." Yugi tried to explain, but Sarah interrupted.

"It was Yugi, I was supposed to be there to protect you, ever since Jirito's time ended I made it my duty to protect you, and I failed..." She outstretched her arms and pulled Yugi close to her, leaning her head on his and burying her face in his hair. "I'm so sorry..."

Yugi could think of nothing to say, there was nothing to say. Though he knew his mother for only a short time in his life, all the love he'd ever felt for her suddenly returned. He hugged her back and smiled. "You were the one that saved me earlier, when I was thrown off the building, weren't you?"

"Yes." Came Sarah's muffled voice. She pulled away from him, with some resistance from Yugi, and held him at arms length. "You have to go back."

"Go back?"

"You don't deserve this and neither does your friend." She said, indicating down to Yami. "He's heartbroken without you, you're his best friend. Your life is not yet over, and at a small price you can go back."

"Really?" Yugi said in an excited tone. "How?"

Sarah frowned slightly. "All your life, well, at least since the call accident, I've watched over you. I've watched you grow, I've even seen you have you adventures at Battle City and Duellist Kingdom. With what little magic I possessed I was able to do so, but if I give that up, your soul can be restored." She looked down. "I want you to live out your life, even if I can't see it."

"But-"

"Yugi... please don't argue." Sarah said, looking up at him. "I love you Yugi, please, let me do this... for you."

Yugi frowned and looked down, seeing Yami. He closed his eyes and nodded, hugging her again. "I love you mom..."

Sarah smiled and a small glow engulfed then. Yugi suddenly felt himself being pulled downwards, and he lost his he felt like he was in a dream as he seemed to drift to sleep.

Yugi opened his eyes and looked up at him. "Hey Yami..." He said weakly, and smiled when Yami hugged him. "I'm sorry for worrying you..." he whispered, but he doubted Yami was listening. Strangely enough, he didn't fell hurt at all. Looking down, he noticed his wound had healed. You wouldn't have even known it was there unless you saw his bloodstained shirt.

He sat up and after a few minutes of questions, was able to convince the overprotective Yami he was fine. He sat down on the chair and sighed, reaching his hand inside his pocket and pulling out the picture he had found in the attic, he smiled at it.

"Who's that?" Yami asked, sitting next to him.

"That's my mom." Yugi said, voice quiet and distant. "She died back when I was a kid."

"Oh.." Yami shuffled uncomfortably. He would have to mess up right after Yugi nearly dies, wouldn't he? "Sorry..."

Yugi seemed to snap back to reality and looked over at Yami. He smiled and shook his head. "It's ok, I don't mind anymore." Yami sighed with relief. "Well that’s good, but um..." He pointed at the picture, specifically at Yugi. "I was wondering who's the other guy."

Yugi was confused the looked back at the picture. He blushed slightly and scratched the back of his head. "Oh... that's me."

"Little Yugi!" Yami said grabbing the picture and looking at it, grinning slyly. "I wonder what Joey would make of this..."

Yugi's eyes grew wide and his voice suddenly got a lot more serious. "Yami don't you dare!"

"Try and stop me!" With that, Yami leapt up off the floor, ran across the room and out the door.

"Hey! Get back here with that!" Yugi yelled, following Yami at a fast pace

A translucent form of Sarah appeared just as Yugi ran out the door. She smiled as tears fell from her eyes. "Goodbye... my son..." And with that, she faded away forever, only a memory, only a dream.