Chapter Eight

It was nearly six months after the incident. Duke had been admitted into a mental institution, where he currently was. According to some reports Yugi had heard, Duke did nothing but scream and shout all day until he can't.

But it was never fully explained to Yugi or his friends why Duke had suddenly snapped and committed those murders. It didn't make sense now, and it probably never would.

Yugi looked up at the cloudless, blue sky above him. He was sat on a grassy slope in a park not too far from his game store. Atem was laid next to him with his eyes closed. Yugi didn't know if he was asleep or not, so he opted to leave him alone for the time being.

Yugi sighed and looked down at the grass. Not much had been the same since the murders had happened. With Tea and Triston gone, it seemed that there was this big hole that just couldn't be filled. Joey was still upset about his sister, naturally, as was Marik about Ishizu. Everything had been so sudden …

The Millennium Items were either in the museum or with their owners. Yugi looked at the Puzzle, which was hanging around his Yami's neck. It had almost become a murder weapon. And what if something like this happened again?

Yugi laid down next to Atem and watched his peaceful expression as he slept. If it hadn't been for Atem, Yugi would probably be dead by now. He smiled to himself and brushed a strand of hair out of his Yami's face.

Atem opened his eyes and looked over and Yugi. He smiled before stretching and sitting up. "Sorry, did I doze off?" Atem asked.

Yugi giggled and sat up. "Yeah," he said. Atem wrapped his arms around his hikari and pulled him closer. "I love you, Atem,"

"I love you too,"