HF62: I hope you enjoy this little Puzzleshipping fic. ^.^
Kira: HF62 doen't own Yugioh or its characters, she only owns the fic.
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Chapter I – Meeting again.
Yugi smiled as he watched his beloved friends have a heated discussion; he was thankful for the normality. No one had really talked about what happened in Egypt - what happened to Atem, to Yugi's other half – mostly out of consideration for Yugi. The teen had never been the same since sending Atem to the afterlife; he often spaced out, he rarely got any sleep, resulting in bags under his amethyst eyes, and his usual cheery demeanour had slightly darkened.
The multi-colour haired teen came to a sudden stop when he noticed an unfamiliar car parked outside the game shop. He snapped his head back over to his friends, who had all seemed to have noticed the flashy car. He heard joey make a small joke. "I thought only that jerk Kaiba was obnoxious enough to go into town with that kind of car."
Yugi let out a small laugh. "I think I'm just going home now, guys."
Tristan and Anzu exchanged concerned looks. "Yugi do you want us to come with?" Joey said.
Yugi gave a warm smile. "Thanks, but it's probably one grandpa's friends. I'll see you guys at school tomorrow." With that Yugi waved goodbye to his friends and then entered the game shop where he saw his grandpa talking with another man, who seemed to be a good 20 years younger than the elder. Though Yugi couldn't see any way that his grandpa could know someone 20 years younger than him, the teen did notice that the two were talking in Arabic – must be someone from the archologies team. With that thought he approached the two men. "Hello, Grandpa."
The old man smiled. "Welcome home, Yugi. This is my old friends' son; Aknamkanon."
Yugi bowed and gave a big smile. "Hello. My name is Yugi muto." He then held out his hand which earned him a hearty laugh and then Aknamkanon shook his hand.
The Egyptian began to say something to Solomon in Arabic, but was motioning to Yugi. The elder smiled. "He says, it's a pleasure to meet you, and that he is sorry that he can't say anything to you himself, however he and I both hope that you will be able to take care of his son and show him the town."
Yugi politely nodded his head. "It's no problem." Aknamkanon looked relieved and then called something out in Arabic, Yugi could only assume that he had called his son.
Just as Yugi had thought there was another voice that said something in response and then Yugi noticed that the door opened. His amethyst eyes widened with happiness as he saw a familiar face; it was Atem! The teen had to refrain himself from hugging Atem as he was unsure if the other remembered him. Instead Yugi just gave Atem a warm, kind smile, resulting the other to respond with his own dazzling smile. He out stretched his hand. "My name his Atem Yami."
Yugi had been taken aback from the fact that his Egyptian counterpart had just spoken in Japanese. He was brought back when he heard a little cough, and he hurriedly took Atem's hand. "My name's Yugi Muto."
Atem gave an ever brighter smile. "I know. Your Grandfather talks about you often." A slight blush played on Yugi's cheeks. "Don't worry, it's only good things. I promise." The Egyptian chuckled – oh how Yugi had missed both the other's deep baritone voice, and his low chuckle, and before he noticed it he was staring, and had been caught out for it. "Is there something on my face, Yugi?"
"Oh, no. it's just that…. you look…. very familiar." Yugi blurted out.
Atem chuckled at the teen's reaction. "I get that a lot."
"Really?!" Yugi perked up.
"Well no, but I thought that you would feel better if I said that." Atem replied, a sheepish smile on his perfect, smooth, lips – oh gods this was going to be the hardest 'take care of one of my friend's offspring' missions ever.
That was the first thing that Yugi had thought, but then an even darker thought entered his mind. 'He doesn't remember me. He doesn't remember the good times we had, nor the bad times. He had no memory of us meeting, of us duelling together, of the many times that he had been saved by Atem and vis versa.' With that thought tears pricked at the edge of Yugi's amethyst eyes and threatened to fall. Yugi quickly excused himself and ducked into the back of the shop and then into his room. Atem gave a worried look, told both his father and Solomon that he was going to see if Yugi was alright, and then followed after the teen.
Yugi threw his bag down, went over his desk and started at the pyramid, the tears streaming down his face as he silently sobbed. 'why now? I had just gotten back to something that resembles normality.' Just as Yugi was about to lose himself to his sorrow he heard a knock at the door. He glanced over to it, but made no movement towards it…He couldn't go out and look at Atem and know that he is the only one who remembers what they used to have. How special they were to each other.
There was another knock, followed by another. Yugi sighed, wiped away the tears and walked over to the door. The knocking stopped, as if the person knew that Yugi was right there and was patiently waiting for him to open the door. The teen partially opened the door to see Atem's worried face. "Yugi, is something the matter? You left so suddenly."
Yugi forced a smile on his face. "I'm fine. I just have some homework that I need to do."
"I don't want this to come across as rude, but I think you're lying. I don't think that smile is genuine." With Atem's words the tears were threatening to return and Yugi could feel a lump in his throat. Yami always did know when something was wrong, and when Yugi was forcing a smile. It made the teen feel even more alone. "Can I come in?" Yugi didn't reply, out of fear that his voice would break and the tears would fall from his eyes.
Moments passed and Atem showed no signs of moving. Yugi gave a weak chuckle – he always stubborn. The teen opened the door and stepped away, allowing the Egyptian to enter his room. There was silence as Atem scoped out the room, he then turned to Yugi and gave a small chuckle. "It's strange; I feel as if I have been in this room before." Yugi gave a meek smile as his reply. "It's so dark in here. Why don't we turn on the lights?" Before Yugi could stop him Atem had already found the light switch and turned it on, enveloping the room in light. Glassy amethyst eyes met with ruby red ones. "You have been crying. Did my father or I offend you?"
Yugi shook his head. "It's nothing like that…my friend has just recently passed, and you look like him. I guess that's making me a little emotional." Yugi figured there was no harm in mentioning it, since Atem doesn't remember anything any way.
The tan teen looked down. "I am sorry for your loss."
"Don't be sorry. You didn't know. I would like to be alone though, just to calm myself down." Atem nodded in understanding and was leaving the room when he noticed the puzzle.
He looked at it, then at Yugi. "How did you get such an artefact?"
Yugi looked over to the puzzle that he had just been crying over mere moments ago. "My grandpa brought it back from one of his archaeology trips."
"Fascinating. May I?" Yugi nodded. Atem walked over and picked it up, he felt something resonate within him as soon as his fingertips touched it's cool surface. "Very interesting." He mumbled. He then looked back over to Yugi. It was then that something akin to lightening shot through him and something in him was calling out to Yugi. Something was telling him that the person in front of him was a precious person and that he was to treat him well, and with that instinct Atem placed the puzzle back down, walked over to Yugi and enveloped him in a warm embrace.
At first Yugi was dumb founded by Atem's actions, but then returned the hug, the tears flowing down his face once more. Atem pulled away and wiped the tears from Yugi's eyes, he then kissed his forehead and then continued, as he muttered something in Arabic…no it was…ancient Egyptian. Yugi's eyes widened and he pushed Atem away, holding him at arms-length as he inspected the other. "Atem. Do you study the ancient Egyptians?" He shook his head and he continued to plant loving kisses on Yugi's forehead. "But you just spoke ancient Egyptian." Yugi wriggled out of Atem's embrace and grabbed a pen and some paper. "Could you please write something for me? Anything is fine."
Atem gave a confused look, both at the fact that Yugi had escaped his grasp and why he was asking him to write something down. However, he just smiled and took the pen in his hand. "Sure, anything for you." Another little blush crept onto Yugi's cheeks and he just looked out of the window. Atem chuckled at Yugi's reaction. "So cute." He whispered out. Once finished he tapped Yugi's shoulder and passed him the sheet of paper. "Here you go."
Yugi's amethyst eyes widened; the beginning was written in hieroglyphs then about half way through it goes into Arabic. "Atem do you know what you wrote in the beginning?"
The tan teen arched his eyebrow as he chuckled. "Of course, I would know what I wrote…" He paused as he took the paper from Yugi and scanned the first paragraph. He had no idea what any of those symbols meant. "Or not. What even is this?"
Yugi gave a small smile. "I'm not too sure, but I don't think that it's anything serious." He glanced over to the clock. "Oh it's getting late, I need to go to sleep now. It was nice meeting you Atem." Yugi said as he ushered Atem out of his room. Before said Egyptian could say anything, Yugi closed his door. The teen quickly walked over to his desk and picked up the paper a blissful smile on his face, as he read the hieroglyphs again; 'I'm so happy that I could finally meet you again, Aibou. I'm sorry for making you wait so long. I love you.'
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