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Summary: What if Yami isn't what every thinks he is? What if he isn't a 'Yami' at all, but a hikari himself? What would happen if HIS Yami were to return? What would that mean for Yugi and his friends? What would that mean for Yami? Monarchshipping.
Yami was wandering aimlessly around the millennium puzzle, recovering his stamina from his last Shadow Game with Bakura. Those games always took their toll on him, a lot more than they should. And lately Yami just couldn't shake the feeling that he was missing something, that something wasn't right. Then again, he'd been feeling like that for quite a long time actually.
Yami sighed as he leaned against one of the countless walls within the millennium puzzle and slid to the floor. Something was wrong...he could feel it. Yami closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and that was when he felt it, a sudden surge power, from just down the hall. What in Ra's name could that be? Yami thought as he quickly got to his feet to go and see what had happened. He couldn't risk something dangerous getting out of the puzzle and harming Yugi.
Yami ran down the hall and pushed open the door that he sensed was where the surge had come from. Yami slowly glanced around the room, at first glance nothing seemed out of place, but Yami refused to let his guard down, after all looks could be deceiving. After another few moments where he saw nothing out of the ordinary Yami shook his head, figuring he had been imagining things. Just when he was about to turn around someone or something wrapped warm, strong arms around his waist, pulling him flush against a strong, firm chest. Yami immediately tensed.
"Whats wrong beloved? Not happy to see me? We've only been kept apart for the past 5000 years. We should have been reunited two years ago my beloved light, however, the shadows that had been imprisoning me were stronger than those that boy who solved this puzzle could dispel. He was only strong enough to banish that shadows that your own light soul had been wearing down over a span of centuries. Even if that boy hadn't have solved the puzzle you'd have practically freed yourself from your bonds in another century or so. Those sorcerers under estimated you my light." A deep baritone voice said from behind Yami.
Yami managed to turn around come face to face to a taller, darker version of himself wearing Egyptian garb. Yami could only gape. What is going on? Who is this man? And...why does him holding me like this feel so familiar, so...right?
The other man frowned slightly and whispered, "You don't remember me do you beloved?"
Yami could only shake his head.
The other man locked eyes with Yami and then smirked, "Well, we'll have to change that then won't we beloved." He said before he leaned his head forward resting his forehead against Yami's. The man's blood red eyes slid closed and he began to chant in a language that Yami could not understand, but one that felt familiar to him nonetheless.
As soon as the man finished his chanting Yami gasped in shock as images began to play in front of his eyes, images of him in this man...holding hands, seated side by side in the throne room, kissing, in bed...this man, Atemu.
Yami's eyes widened as the stream of images came to an end. Yami slowly blinked his eyes to clear his vision. "A-A-Atemu, is that really you?" Yami asked, unable to believe that Atemu was really there, holding him.
Atemu smiled, "Indeed it is me beloved." Atemu said before he pulled Yami even closer to him and leaned forward slightly pressing his lips to Yami's. Yami eagerly kissed Atemu back, Ra he had missed him. This was what he had felt was missing. Sadly, the need for air made itself known and the two had to break apart, though Atemu kept his arms firmly wrapped around Yami. Atemu frowned slightly as he took in Yami's appearance, Yami appeared worn down, exhausted both physically and mentally. "Beloved, whats wrong, your not well." Atemu whispered.
"Atemu, I'm fine...just tired, my shadow game with Bak..."Yami began.
"Shadow game? What in Ra's name are you doing participating in Shadow Games Yami?" Atemu suddenly asked.
"Its no big deal Atemu I..." Yami began.
"No big deal, beloved you are a being of LIGHT, you are not meant to have anything to do with the shadows, let alone participate in a Shadow games. You could have lost your soul..."Atemu began to rant.
"Atemu, I've been in hundreds of them since Yugi released me from the puzzle." Yami tried to explain.
Atemu looked at Yami for a moment before he shifted his arms and lifted Yami up bridal style and walked him over to the bed that materialized out of nowhere. "Well, you will not be participating in them ever again and you are going to lie down and rest, to recover your strength because I'll be damned if I'll lose you to the shadows after waiting all this time to see you again Yami." Atemu said.
Yami rolled his eyes, Atemu was still as overprotective as ever, but Yami chose not to comment and allowed Atemu to lay him down on the bed and hold him close. Yami wrapped his arms around Atemu as well and drifted off to sleep, the best night of sleep Yami'd had in a long time. Atemu smiled as he held Yami, thankful that they had finally been reunited. "Now that I've got you back Yami I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe." Atemu whispered as he pressed a kiss to Yami's forehead.
A/N: I know its short, but this is just the prologue the real story begins next chapter. Please, read and review...I want to know what you think of this.