Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or The Matrix.

Warnings For This Chapter: Small Spoilers

Author Note: This is short, but I had purposely cut it off at this exact point for the effect. Now enjoy the first chapter of Reality Check! And Please R&R!

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January 26
Dear Diary,
It's been five months since Battle City, and now everything is back to normal. Well as normal as it can be with a 3,000 year old spirit living inside my head. You say that like it's a bad thing? Yami please don't take over my hand and write in my journal! But you said 'Dear Diary'. Yami just let me write in this! Anyways things are mostly normal, though there've been some more guys in black suits walking around, probably has to do with Kaiba. Isis opened up her own museum, and so Malik transferred to our school. Jonouchi still hasn't forgiven him though, but Ryou and I have. He's been a real help with Algebra! Aibou what's Algebra? I'll tell you later Yami.

"YUGI! Dinner!" interrupted the voice of Yugi's grandfather, Sugoroku Motou.

"Coming!" Yugi answered, his face contorting into a cheeky grin. The tri-color haired boy quickly shut the cover to his 'diary', slipping it under his mattress. He patted the sheets right above where he'd hidden it and whispered, "Can't have Grandpa finding you." In a fluid motion, the small boy had taken two quick steps and slid down the banister, only to land promptly on his bottom with an annoyed, "Ouch."

Aibou? Are you all right? Came the querying tone of the ancient spirit within Yugi's head. You didn't hurt yourself, did you? You shouldn't slide down that…thing; The pharaoh's mental voice took a slightly reproachful tone.

"Sorry Yami…" Yugi said out loud upon reaching the dinner table. This caused his Grandpa to raise an eyebrow. Yugi just shrugged in response, rubbing his tailbone, which was starting to hurt. "So what's for dinner?" the hikari asked, looking slightly down at his grandfather due to his recent growth-spurt.

Before Sugoroku could answer there was an urgent knock on the game shop door. With a quick, "I'll get it!" Yugi ran from their household to the game shop and flung open the door, only to come face to face with the last person he thought he'd see.

"Let me see the pharaoh!" Demanded the white haired, once tomb robber, yami. He gave Yugi a glare, which would make even the bravest men flinch, and demanded again to see the pharaoh. Yugi quickly let Yami take over, retreating from the, what appeared to be angry, spirit of the ring into his soul room.

"What do you want tomb robber?" Yami asked bitterly. You could tell by his tone that Yami hadn't forgiven the spirit of the ring in the least. "You'd better have a decent explanation for barging in here when Yugi was about to sit down for supper."

"Oh I do pharaoh." The title was said with venomously, the spirits smile contorting into an odd smirk commonly found splitting his face. "Will you take the red pill or the blue pill?"