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Secrets of Yesterday
'Whoa, where am I? Do I know this place?' A young man, about the age of eighteen, with spiked up red and golden hair walked down the long, black corridor in silence. He had no idea where he was, but he some how felt that he belonged here. His bare feet made a soft tapping noise against the smooth floor, and his eyes wandered back and forth across the naked surface of stone. The young man saw a door with a crack of sunlight peeking through the key hole, and he hurried towards it, wishing to get away from the dark. He opened it and stepped into the lively soulful garden. The grass was soft on the soles of his feet, and he was glad to get out of the corridor.
'Okay,' he thought, 'Now where am I?' He walked a bit farther and then came upon a young woman sitting on a stone bench. Her head was bent, her long, honey hair covered her face and she made no movements. The man went towards her, wondering if she could help him out. He reached out his hand towards her and she suddenly looked up. Silver eyes flashed at him, and the sounds of chains rattling made him step back. He was in shock; the young woman was bound by silver chains, and she struggled to get free.
'Help me Pharaoh! Free me, please!'
***
The young man lunged up in his bed, his body covered in sweat, and he put his hands to his face. The dream had been so vivid, and he felt the pain of the young woman as he saw one tear slip from her silver eyes. Silver eyes, who has silver eyes? The young man wiped away the tears that coursed down his face. He looked out the window, wondering if the dream was real, or merely a dream. He sighed as he ran one of his big hands through his ruffled hair.
"Yugi?" came a voice from the floor, "Are you okay?"
"Hai! I am fine Yami," Yugi replied to his Millennium Spirit, that was now able to take physical form on his own, "It was just…nothing. Forget about it Yami." Yami stood up and looked at the younger man in concern.
"You always were a bad liar Yugi. You're covered in sweat, and you are trembling. I've been around for five thousand years, and I know when someone has had a bad dream. Now tell me, what is troubling you?" Yugi sighed; he could never hide anything from Yami.
"Well, I was walking down this dark corridor where there was no noise at all. It was dark and completely silent. It was so quiet, that I could hear my bare feet against the stone floor. I couldn't take the silence anymore, but luckily a door appeared before me and I could see sunlight come pouring in through the key hole. I opened the door and stepped into a beautifully green garden with soft grass and everything. I walked around a bit and I saw a young woman, about my age I think, sitting still on a bench. She had long honey colored hair and her eyes were the color of silver. I mean like the color of real silver, not the cheap imitation stuff. I went towards her, thinking that maybe she could help me out. I heard chains rattle and she cried out to me for help, but she called me 'Pharaoh'. Yami, her pain was so immense, and I felt it as she struggled against her bonds, and I was sad for her."Â
Yami reached out his hand and stroked to younger man's hair. He longed to pull him into his arms, but Yugi had never shown feelings like that towards him, so Yami was content on just petting his soft hair. Yugi sighed and leaned into Yami's hand, loving the feeling that coursed through him as Yami's fingers threaded through his long spiked hair. Ever since Yami had taken a physical form, Yugi could hardly take his eyes off of him. The way he moved with such confidence and dignity sent shivers down his spine. Lately, he had been interested in the way Yami's lips moved when he spoke and often wondered what it would be like to press his mouth against his other half. He watched Yami's muscles ripple beneath the soft clothing, and he sighed softly. Yami wasn't interested in him like that, they were just friends, that's all.
"Yugi? Are you all right?" asked Yami, pausing in his petting, "Do you want me to go to your school in your place today?"
"I am fine Yami," Yugi replied, pulling back slightly and turning his head, "Stop worrying over me or you'll make yourself sick. And then what will I do with a sick pharaoh?" Yami took Yugi's chin between his thumb and forefinger, and turned his head back to him, looking deep into the younger man's red eyes.
"You'll help me get better, right Yugi? You'll sit with me until I get better, and by then, you'll be sick because of me and then I can take care of you." Yugi smiled at the ancient pharaoh and nodded his head at him, who smiled back at the boy. Yugi looked at his clock and saw that it would ring in about five minutes. He sighed and turned it off.
"There's no use in trying to get five minutes in. Might as well get ready for the first day of school," Yugi muttered, and flung the covers off of him, revealing a naked, bronze color, muscular chest and black pants. Yami admired the youth and grinned at him.
"You've gotten taller Yugi," said Yami, "I think you are taller than I am now, how tall are you again? I keep forgetting." Yugi laughed at him.
"You keep forgetting? I suppose old age has finally caught up with you Yami!" Yami threw a pillow at his head, which Yugi easily cuffed to the side, laughing all the while. "It may be early, but if you want play games now, then lets go Yami!" Yugi caught up the pillow and threw it back a Yami. Yami dodged the pillow and grabbed his own and lunged at the youth. The younger man easily dodged the pharaoh and grabbed his foot as he sailed past, pulling him back and pinning him onto the bed on the floor. Yami grunted and flipped Yugi over, pining him to the ground.
"You may be young and strong," Yami panted, "But I have experience."
"I can see that Yami," replied Yugi with a grin, panting slightly. The two of them looked at each other, and Yugi suddenly blushed faintly as he felt himself get hard. He couldn't help it because their bodies were touching and Yugi could feel Yami's manhood press against him. Yami quickly got off the youth and sat down, allowing Yugi to get up as he hid the blush on his face. Yugi cleared his throat in embarrassment.
"I'll, uh, go take a shower," he announced and walked off to the bathroom. Yami watched him and saw that Yugi limped slightly from the swell in his pants. Yami chuckled as he heard the door close and the water start.
***
After eating a quick breakfast, Yugi headed out into the garage and pulled on his black helmet. He kicked up the stand that held his motorcycle up and rolled it out into the driveway of their little game shop. Placing the key into the ignition and then mounting it, Yugi looked up at his window where he saw Yami watching him. Yami nodded at him and Yugi gave him a thumbs up. Kicking the machine to life, Yugi drove the motorcycle towards his high school. Yami watched him go and began to remember the day he came home from his summer trip.
When Yugi had walked into the doorway, Yami was excited to see him. However, the boy was different in body and in attitude. When Yugi left, he was still the short boy with a big grin on his face and laughing eyes, but when he returned, his eyes were still laughing, but they were mature laughter and his body was now bronze and muscular from the extensive martial arts training and working in a mechanics shop out doors. He grew into a six footer, the exact height of Yami, and his grin changed into a handsome smile. His hair was long enough to pull back into a manly pony tail, and his spiky bangs fell into his crimson eyes. His attitude was cool and unpredictable, giving Yami the chills whenever he looked at the youth. However, he still remained the same cheerful person with total innocence in his life. Yami sighed as he saw Yugi round the corner and disappear in the distance.
***
Yugi pulled into the driveway of the school and parked the bike, locking it and chaining it so it wouldn't be stolen. His fellow seniors looked at him, wondering who this guy was that suddenly pulled up on a black motorcycle. Yugi grinned beneath his helmet realizing that no one knew who he was. They all thought he was still the short scrawny kid he was last year with absolutely no skills, except in dueling.
"Has anyone seen Yugi yet?" said a female voice from behind him, "He said he was going to be here early." Yugi turned and saw his friend Tea looking around for him. Joey and Tristan were with her too, scanning the crowd for him.
"Let's ask that guy," Joey replied as he started over towards Yugi, "Hey, have you seen a short, scrawny kid around here? He has spiked red hair and he's wearing a pyramid around his neck." Yugi turned towards Joey and the Millennium Puzzle flashed in the morning light.
"Hey! Where did you get that?!" Joey asked in anger as Tea and Tristan ran up to them, "That belongs to Yugi Moto!" Yugi laughed at Joey and removed his helmet.
"Hey Joey, long time no see bud," Yugi said smoothly. His three friends' jaws dropped at the sight of him, and suddenly Tea blushed violently.
"Yugi! My gods you sure have grown a lot over the summer," she stammered, "And you've grown out your hair. I like it a lot, it becomes you."
"Thanks Tea, how have you all been this summer? Joey how's Serenity and her eyes? Has she been able to keep her sight?"
"Yeah, thanks for asking Yugi. We've been doing well and we've spent most of the summer, all four of us. The only person who was missing was you, Yugi. You went off to that camp, or wherever it is you went, and it's been kind of quiet. I mean, there aren't any battle city tournaments, and there are no psychos after your Millennium Puzzle or your soul, so maybe you and Yami could relax."
"Relaxation, now there's a word that I wouldn't mind getting used too. Yami and I do need a break together." Somebody suddenly knocked into Yugi, and Yugi immediately turned around to apologize, but stopped mid sentence when he saw who it was. Seto Kaiba was brushing off his jacket and then looked up at Yugi. He took a moment to register the face, and then his eyes opened slightly.
"Well if it isn't little Yugi Moto, only you're not so little anymore, are you?" Seto said looking Yugi up and down, taking his time.
"Hello Seto," Yugi responded coolly, "It's nice to see you too. Now please excuse us, we have classes to attend to. Come on guys, let's go." The group walked off and Seto gazed at Yugi's retreating back, a slow, wicked smile spreading across his face.
"That kid did grow into a pharaoh after all," he muttered, "Maybe I should read up on my past life a little more." Seto followed the group at a larger distance.
