DLS: I've had the idea for this story for a little while now so I might as well write it. This is only the prologue. Please R&R review are what keep me going so you can clearly see why I've stopped writing my other 2 stories or er.. Yea I'll finish those sometime… not any where in the foreseeable future though… hehe ^_^;; um got 3 other story ideas which have really been bothering me lately so I'll get those typed up soon and post them two..um so R&R….please?
Usagi-Chan: quit your babbling
DLS: sorry?
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The small boy lay in bed. He coughed, his body shaking violently. His grandfather gave him a glass of water to drink. Yugi's amethyst eyes closed as the cool liquid went down his throat.
His once spiky red black and blonde hair was limp and dull while covering most of his face. Yugi's skin was damp. Sugoroku placed a hand on Yugi's fevered head. He was burning up.
'As to be expected.' the old man thought. 'Kami save him.'
The glass dropped to the floor. It broke into a million pieces. Each piece shimmering with tiny water droplets as sunlight poured in through the open window. Yugi had started coughing again. Sugoroku sat by filled with sadness at not being able to do anything. He went to Yugi's dresser and took out a fresh pair of pajamas. When Yugi stopped coughing Sugoroku helped him out of the damp pajamas and into fresh ones. Yugi lay back into the bed seeming to disappear amidst the pillows and covers.
"Grandpa?"
"Yes Yugi?"
"I don't want to be sick anymore." he said while slightly shaking his head.
How many times had Sugoroku heard his grandson whisper his desire? Countless of times. The old man sighed as he pushed a strand of gray hair away from his eye. Sugoroku picked himself off the chair and left the room while the sickly boy fell into a dreamless sleep.
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DLS: it took me 20 minutes to type this. W00t. Um R&R? see I'm so kind I'll even except flames ^____^
U-C: kind? More like desperate.
DLS: you like to put me down don't you?
U-C: *Shrugs* well what am I supposed to do for fun? read the crap you write?
DLS: -_- that was uncalled for….but I love you anyways!! ^_______^
Usagi-Chan: quit your babbling
DLS: sorry?
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The small boy lay in bed. He coughed, his body shaking violently. His grandfather gave him a glass of water to drink. Yugi's amethyst eyes closed as the cool liquid went down his throat.
His once spiky red black and blonde hair was limp and dull while covering most of his face. Yugi's skin was damp. Sugoroku placed a hand on Yugi's fevered head. He was burning up.
'As to be expected.' the old man thought. 'Kami save him.'
The glass dropped to the floor. It broke into a million pieces. Each piece shimmering with tiny water droplets as sunlight poured in through the open window. Yugi had started coughing again. Sugoroku sat by filled with sadness at not being able to do anything. He went to Yugi's dresser and took out a fresh pair of pajamas. When Yugi stopped coughing Sugoroku helped him out of the damp pajamas and into fresh ones. Yugi lay back into the bed seeming to disappear amidst the pillows and covers.
"Grandpa?"
"Yes Yugi?"
"I don't want to be sick anymore." he said while slightly shaking his head.
How many times had Sugoroku heard his grandson whisper his desire? Countless of times. The old man sighed as he pushed a strand of gray hair away from his eye. Sugoroku picked himself off the chair and left the room while the sickly boy fell into a dreamless sleep.
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DLS: it took me 20 minutes to type this. W00t. Um R&R? see I'm so kind I'll even except flames ^____^
U-C: kind? More like desperate.
DLS: you like to put me down don't you?
U-C: *Shrugs* well what am I supposed to do for fun? read the crap you write?
DLS: -_- that was uncalled for….but I love you anyways!! ^_______^