Lonely Existence

Why?

A/N: Hello all. Thank you all for reading. Love you and your support!

Dragyns13: You can come out of hiding. Marik is.. for the most part behaving. I should just pass out boxes of tissues.

mikichan10: I love drawing emotions from my readers. Both positive and negative. It lets me know I'm doing something right *winks.* I want my readers to feel things.

AmeliaAsakura2: Yay!! *glomps*

CapricornKitty1975: It's one of my fears too. I relate to Yugi quite a lot in this.

jofisk: At least they have each other now. They are alone.

QUEENOFFANFICTION102:

Atemu: Eeep! I won't! For Ra sake. Calm down. *Laughs nervously*

11Heaven: *Hands tissue* I know. I'm awful. I makes you feels.

StripyBunny003: Aww *hugs and gives tissue* I cried writing it. I really have to get into the mentality of Atemu or it wouldn't be believable. It's hard to write some of these chapters from his perspective because of that.

Please vote and comment. I lurv dem. I don't own the song in this chapter.  The lyrics used in this chapter are from "Born To Be My Baby," by Bon  Jovi. This chapter is also a bit on the dark side, but hope you enjoy it anyway.

A  loud knock echoes through the room. I rush over to the door before  the knocking has the chance to wake Yugi. I crack the door open and cringe when I see Marik, Malik, Ryou, and Bakura. Their smiles melt when their eyes land on me. Do I look that bad?

"Why are you covered in blood?" Marik arches an eyebrow, worry and curiosity evident on his features.

I  sigh, "Give me a minute to grab my key and something to cover up with."  They nod and I close the door, turning back to the room to grab my  key and my black robe. I glance over at Yugi's form. Thankfully, he is still sleeping. The knocking did not disturb him in the slightest. Thank  Ra. I cross the disaster that was once a hotel room back to the door. I  pocket the key and pull the door open only far enough for me to slip  through. They don't need to see the damage. I will take care of it. Each  of them is wearing a worried expression while they eye me. I must really look  like shit with the look of their facial expressions.

"Well?" Bakura prompts.

"Yugi had a rough night," I whisper, glancing around to make sure we are alone. They share a glance among themselves.

"He didn't.... he wouldn't.... I thought that was over," Ryou grasps Bakura arm tightly.

"It  was," Malik responds, "I wonder why he is starting it again." I blink at  them. How can they possibly know he was cutting? Unless whatever  they are talking about is not the same thing. If it is, that would mean  that Yugi has done this before... but why?

"Are we talking about the same thing here?" I ask, my eyes going to each one of them in turn.

"I'm pretty sure we are, Atemu," Marik answers solemnly. "Yugi was cutting wasn't he?" I nod.

"That is what we were afraid of," Bakura sighs. "Did he say anything to you?"

I  nod, "He said he is afraid I am going to leave him after this tour."  The four nod, a look of understanding crossing their faces