Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh nor the characters in this story. Please be warned this story is dark and contains plenty of angst. I am writing two different sequels to "Taken for Granted." One of them has the happy ending and this one is the dark and depressing one. Contains character death. You have been warned. I will start the other sequel soon. Please R&R. I hope you like it.

/Yugi's thoughts/

/Yami's thoughts/

**Yugi's mind link to Yami**

*Yami's mind link to Yugi*

Botched Second Chance

A small rumble of thunder rolled in the distance. A petite tri-colored hair youth sat on a window seat. His elbow was resting on the windowsill and his chin was resting in his palm. He had black hair with violet tips that stood up around his head in points. He had large violet eyes which were filled with sadness as he watched the raindrops dancing down the window glass. Yugi was lost in the world of his thoughts. He had put up his mental barrier preventing closing off his thoughts and emotions from his other half. He did not want anything he was thinking of to seep through the link and get to Yami.

/I can't believe the group is back to ignoring me again/ the youth though. /Things went so well for about two years after I slit my wrists and almost died. Those two years were the happiest years of my life. We all spent so much time together doing fun things like sleep overs, movies, going to the park, and anything else we could think of. My relationship with Yami was brought to a whole new level as well. I wish it would have lasted./ A tear formed at the corner of his eye before he wiped it away. /Over the past year I watched each of them fall back into the habit if ignoring and forgetting about me. I am not sure how it happened or why. Am I really that uninteresting?/

His mind raced back to his time in the hospital after cutting his wrists. He remembered thinking to himself that if they ever went back to that behavior where they treated him like he was no longer a part of the group, he would not try to commit suicide. He. Would. Succeed.

/How should I do it?/ he asked himself as another tear formed in his eyes and successfully escaped leaving a wet trail down his cheek. /I can't overdose. Even with the mind link blocked, Yami would still know something happened and he would make me throw up the meds./ He thought about it a little bit longer. He had to choose something that would do the job fast and effectively. He recalled his grandfather kept a gun locked in a safe in his bedroom in case of emergencies. A smirk crossed Yugi's lips as he recalled the password to the combination lock. He left his place at the window seat to obtain the gun from the safe. He returning to the bedroom that he shared with Yami only a few minutes after retrieving the gun.

He sat on the bed and opened the mind link to contact his dark. **Yami?**

*Just a minute , Aibou.* Yami responded. Yugi sat on the bed running his fingers over the cold black metal object as he waited.

*Okay, Aibou. What's up?*

**Im sorry, Yami.** Yugi whispered through their mind link

*For what my hikari?*

There was a pause in Yugi's end of the link. **I love you so much my darkness.**

*I love you too* Yami responded. Yugi hesitated and then raised the gun and pointed it at his heart.*Aibou? You okay?* Yami's deep velvet voice echoed in Yugi's head but he did not receive a response. *Yugi?* Yami's voice now showing signs of his growing concern.

Meanwhile at the local pizza diner where Yami met Joey and Tristen, Tristen and Joey watched as Yami's eyes glazed over slightly. they knew he was talking to Yugi through their link. Yami suddenly stood up from the table. "I need to get going now. I'll talk to you guys later."

"See ya pal!" Joey said while stuffing his face with pizza. Tristen waved his farewell as Yami threw cash onto the table to cover the cost of his salad before he ran out. He had a bad feeling about that mind link conversation.

*Yugi?* no response came from Yugi's side of the link. Yami kept trying to reach his light through the link without success while running as fast as his legs would carry him home.

About half way home an excruciating pain shot through Yami's entire body bringing him to his knees. The former pharaoh growled. /Aaaagh! Such pain! It feels like my soul is being ripped from my body!/ Yami gasped, /My soul! Oh no, Yugi!/ He forced his body into a standing position despite the searing pain and continued running; ignoring all defiance's his body screamed at him.

He reached the door and flung it open, taking the stairs three at a time he finally reached Yugi's room at the end of the hall. Placing his hand on the door knob the former Pharaoh paused before turning the knob. He was afraid at what he would find on the other side.

He cracked the door open, "Aibou? Are you here?" He took a few steps into the room which was engulfed in darkness. There was a hint of gunpowder scent that lingered in the room. He reached over to the light switch and turned the light on.

The image that met his crimson eyes could have come straight from a horror film. He felt his world turn upside down in slow motion as his eyes took in the sight.